Chapter 169 Measures

At some point, the storyteller stopped telling stories.

Everyone looked at the two people in the hall with strange expressions.

Soon many people recognized Xiang Ze's appearance. Yun Ju'an coughed lightly, and everyone in the teahouse was immediately cleared out.

"I'm sorry, today's book listening party is for everyone. My master is busy, so please give me some convenience." The shopkeeper was Jiang Shinian's former man.

Jiang Shinian's business is very extensive, and his business is spread across several countries.

Many businesses, including mining, are controlled by the Jiang family, as is the teahouse, but Xiang Ze has never known about it.

Yun Zhuan then took off the curtain, his brows and eyes weak, "Since the Prime Minister has already agreed, then we can say that the deal is done."

She took out a prescription and said, "This is how to treat it and how to ensure that this flu doesn't spread widely."

"When the time comes, you can discuss it with the people in the clinic and come up with a foolproof solution before implementing it."

Yun Zhuan looked calm, but when he looked up he saw Xiang Ze's expression was very serious.

Xiang Ze took the list and took a quick look at it: "All war is won by deception, Your Highness, you lose."

"But I have already received the prescription, but I am still unwilling to belong to you. I am sorry."

Yun Zhuan's expression remained unchanged as he stood up silently. He did not seem disappointed, or perhaps he had expected this to happen.

"It doesn't matter. Even if you don't agree, I will give you the recipe."

This statement suddenly made Xiang Ze a little confused. Does it mean that what His Highness did before was just to deceive her?

Is that what you mean?

Yun Zhuanan stood up and walked out. Someone soon came to the door to pick her up. She planned to stay in Fuzhou for two more days. She was waiting for Xiang Ze to weigh the pros and cons.

If Xiang Ze really has no intention, she is confident that she can take Fuzhou.

Just see what Xiang Ze will do.

At present, it seems that Xiangze is indeed smart enough, but he still disappoints Yun Zhuan to some extent.

She subconsciously walked to the door, but found that the carriage had already been filled with dust and her shadow could not be seen at all. She still held the prescription in her hand. She was still confused. How could she have gotten it so easily?

But her heart was extremely complicated, and after becoming complicated, her whole heart felt somewhat empty.

Xiang Ze also seized the opportunity and returned home immediately.

He Qian was still in the study, researching how to treat influenza. When Xiang Ze entered, He Qian was lying among the pile of books, having fallen asleep from exhaustion.

The situation in Fuzhou was getting worse day by day. Even with the use of mugwort fumigation, it had little effect. Some of the key points copied by He Qian also did not have much effect.

It's nothing more than what to do and how to manage the disease after it's cured, but there's no mention of that at all.

There are too many examples of medical treatments, but this is so unprecedented that even He Qian, who has read a lot of medical books, finds it difficult to grasp.

Xiang Ze subconsciously touched He Qian's eyebrows. He Qian was in a very light sleep, and he woke up with just a slight touch:

"lady?"

Xiang Ze smiled slightly: "You must be exhausted these days. Look at what this is?"

Xiang Ze took out the prescription and said with a smile, "I got this by accident. Please see if it is useful. If it is really effective for the flu, we will give it to the refugees as soon as possible."

He Qian immediately picked up the note and began to think: "Let me take a look."

He read it carefully, and then compared it with his own handwriting. A long-lost smile slowly appeared on his face: "Okay, okay!"

He Qian stood up happily immediately, but his feet were numb from sitting for too long. Fortunately, Xiang Ze helped him up, so he did not fall to the ground because of his weak legs.

"Ma'am, it really works. But Zhang's prescription may be incomplete because it is from an ancient book. We need to find another doctor to discuss it with us!" He Qian was as excited as a child. "The refugees in the suburbs can be saved!"

"Besides, if you figure it out, you can complete your three-year political achievement! There's hope for promotion!"

Xiang Ze knew how the prescription came from. He simply obtained it through dishonest means. If he told others about it, they would just laugh at him. Xiang Ze felt very upset and could only smile at He Qian in a consoling manner:

"Since it is useful, then my husband should research it as soon as possible. I have something else to do, so I will go to the study first."

Xiang Ze never thought that one day he would go to the study to reflect because he felt frustrated and judged others by his own standards.

She wondered, could she really stay out of this?

If it weren't for the fact that His Highness needed to attack Quezhou and go to Fuzhou, she would not have considered a small governor like her.

What's funny is that she actually thought that His Highness had designs on her military power.

Five thousand people is a lot, and recruiting them does take some time, but that doesn't mean it's impossible.

Xiangze slapped her head and thought that sometimes she felt she was stupid, and there was a reason for it!

However, she still needs to think about this matter for another two days before she can come to a real conclusion.

After all, if she boarded His Highness's ship, it would mean that she had already rebelled against the current Nanzhao court.

If she fails, she'll die. Does she really want to take this chance?

"grown ups--"

Someone from below suddenly came in and said, "I have something important to report."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just tell me what's going on." Xiang Ze frowned. The rules in the mansion were being enforced more strictly. She was in the study when someone interrupted her thoughts.

The people below breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, someone has set up a porridge stall outside the city and is providing porridge to the refugees!"

"Ridiculous!" How could Xiang Ze not know that influenza is transmitted from person to person?

She couldn't say anything more now, so she could only go out immediately and discuss it with others.

If a family can provide free porridge, it means they are well-off, so as not to cause greater losses!

Xiang Ze thought so and didn't even hear Congratulations and call her.

He hurriedly got on the carriage and headed for the outskirts of the city.

Sure enough, she saw people cordoning off the area from a distance. As soon as she got off the car, she was stopped by someone:

"This is our Prime Minister's porridge stall. You need to come in groups of ten. You need to line up, and the elderly, the weak, the husband and the children are given priority. In addition, please drink the medicine before entering. You need to wear a veil to cover your mouth and nose."

Xiang Ze had complicated feelings, but he still did what was asked and was allowed to come in.

As expected, the refugees inside lined up neatly, with the young and strong ones in one row and the weak ones in another. The division of labor was very clear.

It smells like medicinal food, which should be helpful for the condition.

What does this mean?

Is it to show her how to manage it?

Xiang Ze's heart is very complicated, and she is indeed narrow-minded.

And Her Royal Highness, didn't mind her rudeness and still gave her instructions...

(End of this chapter)