Kong Hanan rushed to the third floor and looked around. What caught his eye were the tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood.
The tables and chairs are delicately engraved with different patterns, exuding the delicate and gentle feeling of a girl's home.
It looks like a girl's boudoir.
Near the bamboo window, there were a few sheets of rice paper on the rosewood desk, and a few brushes on the inkstone. The woodcutter Ba was sitting at the table, staring at the things in his hands in a daze.
Although Wuqigui's name contains the word "qi", he is actually a rigid person. It was Li San who asked the question.
"What are you yelling about?"
Qiao Daoling seemed to have just come to his senses and handed the stack of rice paper in his hand to Kong Hanan.
"I know the source of the plague in Wancheng."
Kong Hanan looked down and saw that these pieces of rice paper were bound, like a diary.
It records the owner's daily schedule. The handwriting is beautiful and seems to be written by a girl.
On a certain day of a certain year, a young lady from a certain family came to see her, and they went for an outing by the river outside the city gate, where they met a talented and romantic man.
On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the servant at home came to her and asked for an increase in expenses, which made her a little unhappy.
One day, the talented man she met by the river fell ill. She wanted to visit him with her best friend, but it happened that both she and his best friend were feeling unwell.
…
The diary was full of trivial matters, recording until the girl became ill, felt uncomfortable, and finally felt weaker and weaker.
Li Mihai floated aside, leaning his head over to watch with Kong Hanan. After watching for a while, he asked.
"What is the source?"
Kong Hanan actually saw it and pointed out a few key points.
"That river? But that's not right. If there's something wrong with the river, the nearby cities will be severely affected."
Nanjun has a flat terrain but many rivers. Before Kong Hanan came out, he looked carefully at the map of mountains, rivers and streams in the underworld.
Qiao Daoling pointed to a few more places and said, "My Lord, you didn't look carefully. The servant who asked her for money was the one who fetched water for her. The reason he asked for money was that there were fewer water deliverymen in the east of the city."
Da Qi is not like Kong Hanan in his previous life, where there is running water. Generally, there are many wells in a city, and if you need water, you can get it yourself.
Not everyone in Da Qi uses river water.
Although the river water is not polluted by heavy metals, it is dirty due to serious human damage.
Laziness is human nature. Families with better financial resources may not necessarily go to fetch water themselves, so an errand-running industry chain was born.
There were people who pushed carts and specialized in selling water, while there were also wealthy families who had servants who were dedicated to fetching water.
It was only after Qiao Daoling pointed it out that Kong Hanan noticed this page.
The date was two days before the Hengshan incident.
Kong Hanan deduced the general situation based on the few words in the diary.
This guy lives in the east of the city, where there are fewer water deliverymen. The servant feels that even if his master fires him, it will still be difficult to buy water, so he wants to raise his price.
I have to say, this boy has some financial sense, but only a little...
Why are there so few water delivery people in the east of the city?
Qiao Daoling carefully pointed to the location.
"It rained a few days ago, and the weather was hot and humid. It seems that all the poor families have caught a fever. Even the people delivering water have decreased..."
There are two types of colds, hot colds and cold colds, which correspond to wind-heat and wind-cold.
But the symptoms of a cold are similar to the early symptoms of plague.
So, the plague started in the civilian area in the east of the city?
"Sure, Chopper. You read such a boring diary so carefully."
Li San praised.
Qiao Daoling leaned sideways, lowered his head and said shyly: "Actually, I think it's quite beautiful."
Although Qiao Daoling's skin became more delicate and his complexion became whiter.
But Kong Hanan couldn't help but feel a little crazy when a man made such a gesture in front of him.
It seems that if Qiao Daoling continues to tinker with it on his own, he might give up one day.
Kong Hanan still has to think of a way to help him regain his strength.
The big ghost of the Five Strange Ghosts asked at the right moment: "Why didn't the scholar go upstairs?"
Kong Hanan shook his head and said, "He won't come up. When we go out later, he will ask us what we have found and give us the next clues."
Everyone in the house was surprised: "Why?"
Kong Hanan pointed downstairs.
"When we came in, this room was a mess, so why is the third floor okay?"
After saying that, he shook the paper in his hand and asked, "Do you usually write a diary?"
The Five Strange Ghosts shook their heads, Li San also shook his head, but Qiao Daoling nodded.
Kong Hanan spread his hands.
"Look, who in their right mind keeps a diary?"
Li Mihai suddenly realized: "Yes, who would write down their true feelings in a diary for others to see."
Qiao Daoling looked at the man, five ghosts and one monster in front of him with suspicion.
How could he think he was the serious guy?
But after Kong Hanan said this, Qiao Daoling understood.
This place was probably arranged by Meng Yu or people from the Confucian school.
There are so many empty houses on the street, why did Meng Yu bring them into this one?
Why is the study on the third floor so tidy, and these diaries are placed on the table, as if waiting for them to read.
In the Great Qi State, are there more Confucian scholars who can write, or more women who can write?
The answer is beyond doubt.
Qiao Daoling felt a little shocked.
Oh my God, I didn’t expect those Confucian scholars to be so good at imitating women’s diaries.
Meng Yu kept urging him to read more along the way.
Is this what a scholar is?
I'll have to ask about this someday.
Kong Hanan didn't care what he thought and asked the Five Strange Ghosts directly, "Are you sure you can eliminate the plague in Wancheng?"
The five strange ghosts looked at each other.
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