Nanyang County, Purple Orchid Villa.
There was a 20-meter-tall waterfall in Purple Orchid Heights. There was a pavilion opposite the waterfall.
Others had turned Sang Hai upside down just to find Ying Ziheng.
However, Ying Ziheng was here, enjoying the tea and scenery.
He was accompanied by beauties like Violet Maiden and her maid, Qing 'er.
"Young Master, Violet Woman still has something to do, so she won't accompany Young Master to admire the scenery.”
"Qing 'er, you stay here to serve the young master.”
The Purple Maiden gently instructed Qing 'er. After she bowed to Ying Ziheng, she left the pavilion with enchanting steps.
"Sigh, it's really hard on sister."
After Violet Maiden left, Qing 'er's clear eyes were filled with heartache for Violet Maiden.
Hearing the soft sigh of the maid Qing 'er, Ying Ziheng turned to look at her and asked,
"Why do you say that?"
At this moment, Ying Ziheng saw the maid Qing 'er clearly. Her skin was like jade, and her hands were soft and beautiful.
Although she was a maid, Violet Maiden had always treated her as a younger sister. She had a fresh and refined aura about her.
If Violet Maiden was a mature rose that was charming and charming, then Qing 'er, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, was a bud that was about to bloom, with infinite beauty hidden inside.
In Ying Ziheng's eyes, Qing-er's appearance and figure were not inferior to Violet Maiden's.
"In the past three months, in order to cure the plague, sister has been running around everywhere. In Nanyang County, sister has visited all the slightly famous doctors.”
"I worked day and night, but I still couldn't cure this plague.”
"That prefect indulged in wine and sex all day long. When the plague appeared in the city, he did not care. He even chased the people who were infected with the plague out of the city and let them fend for themselves.”
"If it wasn't for elder sister's insistence on delivering medicine and food to them every day, those commoners would have died long ago.”
"It's just that I'm tired."
As she spoke, Qing-er's expression was sorrowful.
"Young Master, let me pour you some tea."
Qing 'er picked up the teapot and gently filled Ying Ziheng's cup with tea.
Ying Ziheng picked up his tea and took a sip. His gentle voice contained a sharp tone as he said,"Governor…"
Qing 'er's bright eyes landed on Ying Ziheng's face. She could feel the viciousness emanating from Ying Ziheng's body.
Ying Ziheng wasn't particularly handsome, but his facial features were very strong and well-defined, and his entire body exuded the aura of a tyrant.
Anyone who took a glance at him would be attracted by his aura.
"Qing 'er, come with me to the prefecture."
Ying Ziheng stood up abruptly and left the pavilion.
Qing 'er's pretty face wrinkled. She naturally knew why Ying Ziheng had gone to the prefecture.
However, this was exactly what she wanted.
During this period of time, Violet Maiden was busy taking care of the people while Ji Ming, as the prefect of Nanyang County, did not care about the people and only cared about enjoying himself.
If Violet Girl hadn't stopped her, she would have killed Ji Ming long ago.
………
Nanyang Prefecture.
"Swoosh…"
The pretty lady poured Ji Ming a glass of liquor and asked with a smile,
"Governor, the Sixth Young Master is in Nanyang. Aren't you afraid that the Sixth Young Master will punish you for being so leisurely?”
Ji Ming turned a deaf ear to her words, picked up his wine cup, and downed it in one gulp.
"Don't worry. The Sixth Young Master is at the Purple Orchid Villa. With a beauty like Violet Maiden accompanying him, he won't come to the prefecture.”
"Come, beauty, pour the wine."
Ji Ming drank happily, but he didn't know that Ying Ziheng was riding a warhorse toward the prefecture.
At the entrance of the prefecture, Qing 'er followed Ying Ziheng to the main gate.
"Stop right there."
The guard guarding the gate shouted loudly and went forward to stop Ying Ziheng and the other man, saying,
"The prefect is not seeing any guests today, so no one is allowed to enter the prefecture.”
"Are you blind? Do you know who he is?”
Qing-er stepped forward and scolded the guard angrily.
The guard's attitude was unyielding. He directly raised his spear and said,
"Who cares who you are? The prefect said that he won't be seeing any guests today."
" You…" Just as Qing 'er was about to say something, Ying Ziheng placed his hand on her shoulder.
Ying Ziheng pulled Qing 'er behind him, and with a' ding', he unsheathed the Heaven's Inquisition in his hand.
A sword light flashed, and blood splattered.
The two guards had their throats slit by a sword.
"So fast."
Qing 'er muttered in her heart as she stared at Ying Ziheng with her bright eyes.
"Let's go see Ji Ming."
Ying Ziheng said and stepped into the prefecture.
As soon as they entered the prefecture, they saw a pond filled with lotus flowers. On the pond was a plank road made of red wood.
At the end of the walkway was a pavilion.
After passing the pavilion, they saw the main hall of the prefecture.
"The prefect is in a good mood."
Ji Ming drank happily and was playing with the beautiful lady in his arms.
Hearing Ying Ziheng's voice, Ji Ming's entire body trembled, and the smile on his face instantly turned into fear.
Staring at the figure at the door, Ji Ming's entire body began to tremble, and his lips trembled." Sixth…Sixth Young Master."
The beautiful lady in his arms was extremely frightened when she heard the name of the sixth young master. She covered her mouth with her small hand and hurriedly retreated to the side.
Ying Ziheng glanced at Ji Ming's beautiful wife, then his fierce eyes landed on Ji Ming.
Ding!
Tianwen unsheathed his sword, and Ying Ziheng approached Ji Ming with a murderous aura.
Ji Ming's figure was tall and sturdy. He looked mighty, but he was actually as timid as a mouse.
Just a glance from Ying Ziheng had frightened him so much that he trembled and could not speak properly.
"Young…Young Master, please spare my life."
When he heard Qing 'er mention it at Purple Orchid Villa, Ying Ziheng thought that he could just teach him a lesson.
Seeing him enjoying himself, Ying Ziheng's killing intent surged.
Great Qin's Prince was enjoying himself in front of them, so one could imagine how he usually treated his people.
He couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on Ji Ming. He raised the Sky Asking Sword in his hand, and the sword qi and killing intent merged into one.
An overbearing aura filled the hall.
Ying Ziheng stomped on the ground and transformed into a streak of light, instantly beheading Ji Ming.
"Ah!"
Fresh blood sprayed onto the beautiful lady beside him, scaring her so much that she started crying.
Ying Ziheng stared at her coldly. She was so frightened that she held back her sobs and collapsed on the ground, trembling.
Tian Wen returned to his scabbard and Ying Ziheng walked out of the main hall.
On the boardwalk, Ying Ziheng saw the green bamboo forest not far away and suddenly thought of something.
Hence, he asked,"
"Qing-er, tell me, what are the symptoms of the infected commoners?”
According to the symptoms of the people outside the city, Ying Ziheng had always felt that this so-called plague was a cold.
Qing-er had been following Violet Maiden to save the commoners. She was very clear about the commoners 'symptoms.
"The people infected with the plague have a severe fever, a swollen head, a headache, sweating all over, and a swollen throat.”
"Well…that's about it.”
Qing 'er's voice was like the chirping of an oriole, pleasant to the ear.
Combining these symptoms, Ying Ziheng tried his best to recall all the types of colds.
Violet had been using medicine to treat the common people, but it had no effect.
It was obviously not a cold.
"Could it be a wind-heat flu?"
Ying Ziheng muttered.
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