With the arrival of the Great Heat, we've entered the hottest time of the year.
The rainfall was even heavier than before, but it was mostly showers and downpours, rarely lasting for several days without stopping.
During this period, Bailu County remained calm and peaceful, without any significant disturbances.
Seven days later, a letter arrived from the capital, informing that His Majesty had dispatched people to deal with the problem of the sorcerers.
By driving away the wolves and devouring the tigers, the hidden dangers in the capital were temporarily eliminated, while the pressure on the disaster relief teams was also relieved.
Whether the assassination was related to the Tianyan Sect still needs to be investigated; let's deal with the current situation first.
With Chu Xinglan's help in locating him using her personal information, Jiang Wuyai left Fengjing to search for clues.
A sorcerer who has cultivated to the third rank has no other ambitions than to inherit the Heavenly Evolution Sect's legacy.
Therefore, his method of finding people was very simple: he started by investigating those who had left the sect in recent years.
The sect has a register, and those whose locations can be easily deduced are excluded, as are those who have already perished, leaving not many.
It's just a matter of time before the final personnel are identified.
Yan Wujiu and his fellow disciple had been lingering around Bailu County when one day they suddenly felt a sharp pain in their spiritual center.
Further deduction revealed yet another fog of mystery, only this time the spiderweb binding him was even tighter.
He knew things were going badly, so he decisively chose to flee far away.
Only then did Qin Zhaoqiong's situation finally settle down.
She was stationed in the prefectural government office and dispatched a large number of scout cavalry to the three prefectures and sixteen counties to report on the water conditions of each prefecture and county daily.
Disaster relief efforts have evolved to the point where it's no longer necessary to personally handle every aspect of the work.
The Imperial Guards and the Xuan Ge Division were responsible for relaying messages and patrolling the garrison; the Wanmin Division was responsible for collecting and transporting the second batch of grain; and the Tiangong Division was responsible for investigating the water situation and planning post-disaster reconstruction.
If there is a shortage of manpower, officials from the six departments of Bailu Prefecture will be directly called upon.
In addition, Governor Yan Wenyuan served as the head of the Fengge Terrace, assisted by Pei Xueqiao of the Hanlin Academy, resembling a miniature imperial court.
Firstly, Qin Zhaoqiong already had a clear plan for flood control and had also learned about the geography of the three prefectures;
Secondly, it was because of the sixth sister's admonition that "those in positions of power should not burden others."
Of course, this category of "laborers" does not include Qin Zhaoyue herself, as she has already returned to the manor with Prince Rui.
The difference is that this time, the person accompanying her has changed from Liu Yan to Yin Zhe, because Qin Zhaoqiong discovered that her younger sister is somewhat... dissolute.
After the heat of summer arrived, she lightly loosened her silk robe, revealing a thin layer of sweat through her clothes...
There's no way around it, Qin Zhaoyue's soul is that of a modern person.
It's so uncomfortable without air conditioning in this hot summer, so it's inevitable to dress lightly indoors.
The eldest sister happened to witness it, and the handsome older man was replaced.
Not only Liu Yan, but also Qing Feng, Xi Yu, and even Ping An were conscripted to work.
When Qin Zhaoyue left the state office, she was left with only a group of maids and did not eat any meat.
However, life became much better once they entered the manor. The Prince Rui's mansion was incredibly extravagant, with no restrictions on the use of ice.
"Sister, lazy sister!"
The bamboo couch thumped loudly as Qin Zhaoyue slowly raised her eyes.
"Who is it? Is this Broken Ink? Is our yard a sieve? Can just anyone come in?"
The servant outside pretended not to hear and ordered the servants to prepare for His Highness's washing up.
The little girl's cheeks were puffed out; she stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"I am no one, I am Mingyi!"
My father said that the early bird catches the worm.
Why is my sister so lazy, sleeping until noon every day?
Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes. "Have you considered the feelings of the insects? The early bird catches the worm."
The little girl wrinkled her delicate nose, "Ugh~~~ Bugs are so disgusting..."
Qin Zhaoyue let out a deep breath, deciding it wasn't worth getting angry at the little brat.
At this moment, Suimo came in carrying a basin of water. "Your Highness, come and wash up."
Qin Zhaoyue, with a sour face, cooperated with the forced power-on. Her daily routine had returned to normal; she stayed up late at night and slept in the morning, thus skipping breakfast.
The little girl followed beside her, letting out a soft, cold snort through her nose, "Mingyi can wash her face by herself now."
"Wow~~~ That's amazing..."
After washing up, it was almost noon, and lunch was served.
The ice chest in the house was always kept full, and in the summer, we paid attention to our meals, using more chilled dishes or adding seasonings such as mint.
Qin Zhaoyue's appetite was whetted.
Since the little girl has come, she naturally ate with us.
Qin Zhaoyue's room has never had any rules, and Sui Mo and the other four members of the Mo Group all sat at the table.
In this day and age, without cell phones or televisions, Qin Zhaoyue felt incredibly awkward eating alone while a group of people stood around serving her.
Mingyi was young and short-limbed, so she was paired with a nanny to serve her food.
"Is Sister Zhaoyue very tired every day? I can't tell..."
"Why do you sleep until noon every day? Daddy says that not eating on time is bad for your health."
"Are you like this in Fengjing too? Won't His Majesty and Aunt find you disgusting?"
"Speaking of Fengjing..."
Qin Zhaoyue let it go in one ear and out the other. It's normal for children this age to be curious; there's nothing unusual about it, and it's understandable.
Silently putting down her chopsticks, she looked at the scattered ink beside her, "Where's Ink Twelve?"
"What business does Your Highness have with her?"
The manor's defenses are now stronger than those around the Crown Prince, with two Divine Martial Realm experts in charge.
Therefore, the rotation of the ink group is also relaxed, with three shifts and four people per shift.
The Sixth Prince doesn't usually like to cause trouble for others; at most, he plays card games, which is enough for the four of them.
Qin Zhaoyue pointed at Zhiyi with a snap, "Poison this girl and make her mute."
Broken Ink: ...
Getting angry with a young girl is something only His Highness would do.
The old nanny was startled; her hand trembled as she ladled soup, spilling a small portion.
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