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"Have Qilang and Qi Shuo returned with you?"
If they have come back, then there will be more people to join in the fights.
"No, it's just me for now. I can't let the others at Court know yet."
Sang Qingxiao brought over a bowl of steaming hot Pig Bone Broth Noodles. The broth was rich and milky white, garnished simply with some greens, a few slices of pork, two Fried Eggs, and a plate of spicy Sour Green Beans.
It was a very simple meal, but the moment it touched his lips, the rich flavor of fat filled his mouth, providing immense satisfaction.
After quickly finishing the noodles, Sang Qingxiao served him a fruit platter. Qi Xiaomian relaxed completely and began sharing stories from the journey.
It was much like what he had heard before, focusing heavily on the grim circumstances.
Regarding Old Vine's concerns about the Plague, Qi Xiaomian mentioned that there had been no reports from the local areas yet. The hardest-hit were remote villages; towns with fortifications were faring better, though they were still short on supplies. The imperial convoy delivering goods had been largely hindered by floods, making their journey extremely difficult. For the time being, those towns would have to manage on their own for a while longer.
Among all the towns, Ze Province was in the worst condition, while surprisingly Luzhou was doing the best—quite interesting indeed.
As Qi Xiaomian spoke about these two provinces, his expression became quite intriguing. Sang Qingxiao thought to himself that it was curious how he had fixated on those two places.
Following his lead, Sang Qingxiao asked, "What’s going on? Is there a problem?"
"Hmph! A big problem."
But I heard that Cao Lin from Luzhou is currently on his way to the capital to receive an award.
Does he even deserve such recognition? Cao Lin is already outside the city undergoing examination by Imperial Physicians.
Has he reached the outskirts so quickly? Luzhou isn't close to the capital at all.
I urged them to hurry; did they dare not to? There are matters in the south waiting for me to handle—I can't waste time accompanying them on their journey.
Sang Qingxiao calculated that he had effectively halved their travel time; they must have rushed quite a bit along the way.
Curious about how much Qi Xiaomian had uncovered, he continued probing into what crime had been committed that made him so angry.
A capital offense! Countless lives are at stake because of him!
Have they really found out everything? Qi Xiaomian truly has some skill in investigating cases.
He continued, "I came to find you because I need your help with something."
"Go on," I replied.
"I suspect that there are demons around Cao Lin, and they are not weak. I need you to take a look for me."
"Why do you suspect that?"
"I visited the broken dam in Ze Province. From the point of the dam's rupture, it's clear that it was built exceptionally well. It is the most solid dam I have seen during my inspections in the south. It could have easily withstood this flood, so the dam's breakage is definitely not due to construction issues."
"What makes you think it's related to demons?"
"The break doesn't look right. The dam's sturdiness is beyond what human strength could destroy. I asked Survive about it, and on the night of the dam's collapse, there were no unrelated people near it. I've searched for several days and found no traces of black powder."
"I also went to Luzhou and investigated Cao Lin closely. Many of his actions raise suspicions, and these suspicions are oddly uncharacteristic of human behavior."
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