"Magistrate Zhou is quite capable..."
Chiyan County's most distinctive feature is its rich iron ore deposits, and the entire county revolves around this one thing.
According to intelligence, a flood swept away the mine and the waste dump was destroyed.
Iron ore waste mixed with floodwaters formed a "blood sandstorm," causing numerous casualties.
Even those who survived the impact suffered countless abrasions and wounds, injuries that are extremely difficult to treat.
The theophylline poisoning incident in Bimingyan County affected a wider area, with three to four thousand people injured. Many of the injured suffered from skin ulcers, festering wounds, and were in great pain.
County Magistrate Zhou Yanqing immediately assembled all the yamen runners and patrol soldiers, and forcibly "demanded" that the local gentry release grain and the medicine merchants release medicine to help with the disaster.
According to the lieutenant, it was almost equivalent to robbery.
It was precisely because of his toughness and swift response that he barely managed to withstand the first wave and control the casualties.
After the floodwaters stabilized, efforts were made to resettle the villagers whose villages had been swallowed up, find ways to block the slag heaps, and mobilize doctors to treat the injured...
They were constantly immersed in flood control and disaster relief, working tirelessly, but due to limited manpower and resources, the subsequent results were not ideal.
After hearing the report, Qin Zhaoqiong dismissed the deputy general, leaving four people in the room again. "What do you all think?"
Meng Jian shrugged. "He sounds like a diligent and capable official, and quite shrewd as well."
Nobody's stupid; "sounds like" implies his skepticism.
The discovery of an underground dam and an iron smelting furnace in Mingyan County, which happens to be located upstream of a rich iron ore deposit and even has a river running through it, raises the question of how likely it is that the two events are completely unrelated.
The anomaly in Mingyan County was hidden in a remote karst cave. Perhaps the county officials really didn't know, but how could the county magistrate not know at all about the smuggling of iron ore from the mine for so many years?
If Zhou Yanqing demonstrates remarkable abilities while harboring suspicions, it will only deepen those suspicions.
Is it great good or great evil? No one can say for sure.
"What are your thoughts on what to do next, little sister?"
Qin Zhaoyue sighed inwardly. Now they weren't even pretending anymore, coming straight for her.
"It's very simple. My elder sister is here for disaster relief, so let's focus on flood control and disaster relief. Leave everything else to the Xuanji Guard."
Everyone: ...
That's really simple.
Those were privately manufactured weapons and armor, possibly for seven or eight years. Once you know that, there's no reason to completely abandon them.
Qin Zhaoyue could tell what they were thinking just from their expressions.
"Then I shall ask you, Eldest Sister, Commander Meng, and Sui Mo, which of you is skilled in investigating cases?"
Don't be shy, who knows, maybe one of you has some hidden talents? Those who are good at it, please raise your hands confidently.
The three men looked embarrassed. Two were soldiers and one was a bodyguard. Who would do that?
Qin Zhaoyue tilted her head and looked at them one by one. "Alright, since no one raised their hand, aren't you afraid that if you intervene rashly and handle things improperly, you might expose your mistakes and ruin things?"
As soon as she finished speaking, all eyes were on her.
Yes, it's true that they lack talent in this area, but Zhao Yue... that might not be the case...
Qin Zhaoyue suddenly jolted awake, "Why are you looking at me? I can't do it either!"
"Flood control and disaster relief are difficult enough tasks. We should focus on our duties and at most create some conditions for the Xuanji Guard to investigate cases."
Qin Zhaoqiong quickly pressed on, "How can we create the conditions?"
"Share intelligence with that Yao Guang guy, and try to lower the guard of any potential enemies."
My eldest sister, as always, devoted herself wholeheartedly to disaster relief; I continued to be lazy and indulge in pleasure.
As for Commander Meng, it's even simpler; he's too badly wounded to care for anything else.
At this point, Qin Zhaoqiong glanced at Meng Jian.
Meng Jian was startled and subconsciously looked down at himself. "What's wrong?"
Qin Zhaoqiong squinted and asked, "May I ask, which seriously injured patient has a rosy complexion and speaks with a strong voice?"
"I...I was only pretending to be weak in front of you. I was just pretending to be weak outside."
"If, I mean if..."
If people in Chiyan County were involved in the illegal minting case, what kind of people do you think they were?
They're both incredibly audacious and extremely cautious. Do you think they might be keeping an eye on the disaster relief teams?
Will they notice you're faking weakness? Will they see through your act?
The barrage of questions left Meng Jian completely bewildered, but he immediately understood their meaning.
"I can use my internal energy to shake up the internal organs and cause internal injuries."
Qin Zhaoyue leaned back strategically, squinting at the person in front of her, "Do you have some kind of special fetish? Do you get pleasure from hurting yourself or something?"
I almost stabbed myself in the heart when I used this tactic to call for reinforcements before.
Now it's just an act, and the first reaction is still self-harm.
Then Qin Zhaoyue couldn't help but wonder: Pain = Pleasure?
Tsk tsk tsk... Who would have thought that such a perverted person would have such a sunny and muscular appearance...
“I didn’t!” Meng Jian immediately denied.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very strange, and even the eldest princess and Suimo looked at him differently.
Meng Jian, his face flushed and neck red with anxiety, cried out, "I really didn't!"
"Alright, alright, you're done, aren't you?" After giving a perfunctory reply, Qin Zhaoyue instructed Sui Mo:
"Go to my room and get the butterfly powder. If you don't know anything, ask Tao Yao."
The main ingredient of the butterfly-welcoming powder is pearl powder, with the addition of talcum powder and a little bit of beeswax.
It has a lightweight texture, good staying power, is hard to go wrong with, and doesn't have a particular fragrance.
But that's not enough, since it's raining outside and the little bit of beeswax added isn't enough to guarantee long-lasting makeup.
"In addition, ask the magician for some animal and plant oils and waxes."
I'm not sure which one specifically, but it needs to be white, have a mild smell, and be waterproof.
Qin Zhaoyue had seen him perform before; some shows involve applying oily wax to the face, which should meet the requirements.
Sui Mo left immediately and soon returned with cosmetics and a box of oil wax made with goose fat and beeswax as a base. While waiting, Meng Jian had already cleansed his face.
"Come on, first apply the butterfly powder, then the wax."
"Well... maybe I should do it myself."
Meng Jian was too embarrassed to let a woman apply it for him. It was just two kinds of things to put on his face, how difficult could it be?
Several dozen breaths later, he successfully developed vitiligo, with patches of white spots on his face of varying thickness and uneven color.
"Are you playing? Go wash your face!"
Meng Jian obediently listened, and after washing his face again, he said awkwardly, "Thank you for your help..."
Sui Mo's face tightened. "Try not to move."
A few dozen breaths later, he successfully developed mild vitiligo.
Qin Zhaoyue: ?
Sui Mo shrank back, not daring to look up at anyone, "I wear a mask all year round in the palace..."
Covering their face all day, only their eyes are showing, who would waste money on makeup...?
Qin Zhaoyue glanced at her elder sister, her expression of resistance practically screaming "I can't do it."
After all, her elder sister was often in the military, and even when she was dressed up, she had maids to serve her.
Unlike before she transmigrated, when five minutes of makeup in the morning was a regular occurrence for her.
"Why……"
Letting out a long breath, Qin Zhaoyue snatched the powder box from Sui Mo's hand...
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