"My aunt said that my uncle was thinking about his cousin Zhou Xia and wanted to see her one last time..." he said.

"When I went out, my aunt chased me out and begged me to send a message to my cousin Zhou Xia to come back."

A touch of sadness appeared on his face, he sniffed, held the tea bowl and drank.

Yang Ruoqing sighed softly.

"Sending a message? How could the Xiangyang Prince's Mansion be able to send it in?" she said.

"Even if we can use Zhang Liangyu and Xiaohouye to help deliver the letter, it will take a month at the earliest to send the letter and Zhou Xia to get back."

"Your uncle can't wait for a month. Besides, your cousin Zhou Xia is now the princess of Xuewu County, so she might not be willing to come back." She added.

Luo Fengtang raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"I want to go to the capital and find Zhou Xia. Whether she wants it or not, I will take her back to Zhoujia Village," he said.

"I still said that your uncle can't wait that long. You also said that he should be the one tonight." She said.

Luo Fengtang said: "My uncle has always loved his daughter Zhou Xia, and she is destined not to see the last of him."

"She will definitely not be able to keep up with the funeral and vigil."

"But no matter what, because of the kindness of this birth, I will drag her back to kowtow in front of my uncle's grave!"

"But..." As soon as she started, he interrupted her.

"This is my thought, and it should be my uncle's only thought at the end of his life."

"Qing'er, I know what you want to say. In fact, my uncle was pretty good to me in the past."

"I remember going to his house when I was a child. There were no bullock carts at that time, let alone horse-drawn carriages."

"My uncle carries a basket and puts things in it while loading me in it."

“Whenever I pass by the town, I’ll buy a steamed bun for me.”

"Later, my aunt didn't want to move around anymore. One day, my uncle came back to work as a helper for a family in Yujia Village, and secretly gave me three pennies to buy candies..."

"Okay, Tang Yazi, please stop talking," Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her hand, interrupting Luo Fengtang.

"If you want to go to the capital, I won't stop you. I'll go with you," she said.

"What?" Luo Fengtang opened his eyes wide.

"I'd better go by myself. I'll ride one by one. The horse can run very fast, so you can stay home." He said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, "Look at this, I have to go to the capital in person this time."

She handed the piece of letter paper in her hand to Luo Fengtang, then walked back to the bed and sat down.

While her fingers were tapping the edge of the bed, Luo Fengtang quickly read the contents of the letter.

This time, he was surprised.

"What's going on here? Our ingredients have been carefully selected, and there's no way a customer could get food poisoning." He said with great certainty.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Of course I trust our own dishes, from the purchase of ingredients, to the chefs cooking, to the waiters who serve the dishes to the table."

"Everything is done by choosing trustworthy confidants, there is no chance of being tricked," she said.

"However, Yun Niang made it very clear in her letter that some customers were foaming at the mouth and trembling all over just because they had a meal in our brothel in front of everyone."

"This is irrefutable evidence, so the government temporarily closed down our brothel and detained Sister Hua."

"If something like this happened, I, the boss, can't control it remotely even though I'm thousands of miles away, right?"

"So, I can't skip this trip to the capital!" she said.

Luo Fengtang frowned: "Sure, when will we leave for the capital?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Of course the faster, the better."

Luo Fengtang said: "We will pack up today and we will leave early tomorrow morning..."

"Tomorrow morning, take me with you!"

A voice came from the door, and immediately, Mu Zichuan, wearing a green shirt, entered the house with rapid steps.

"Zichuan?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"You haven't warmed up your butt since you returned to your hometown, so why are you here to join in the fun?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "Just a quarter of an hour ago, I also received a letter from my mentor Zhang, who sent someone to deliver it at high speed."

"My mentor told me in the letter that there was a big mess in the capital," he said.

"Ah? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

I wonder how come all this nonsense comes together?

Mu Zichuan said: "Qing'er, do you still remember what I mentioned to you yesterday, the people who died from a strange disease one after another in the first and second months of the month?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded quickly: "Remember, remember."

Mu Zichuan said: "This letter from my mentor is mainly for this matter."

"My mentor said in the letter that this strange disease has become more and more serious. Now, the proportion of people infected with the disease in the capital is rising one after another."

"Countless famous doctors gathered in the capital, and even the imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital organized consultations, but they were still unable to do anything."

"hiss……"

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath.

This season is the peak season for hand, foot and mouth disease.

Could it be this?

There are also bird flu, SARS, etc. Oh my god, could it be that these diseases that the ancients thought were strange and weird already existed in this era?

Beside him, Luo Fengtang also looked solemn.

"If we don't say anything, let's prepare separately and go to Beijing early tomorrow morning!" he said.

Since Mu Zichuan was also going, and he couldn't gallop like Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, he could only prepare a carriage.

If the carriage is prepared, Risong and Xiao Yaxue will naturally take it with them so that they can take care of each other.

…

Early the next morning, two carriages stopped on the roadside outside Yang Ruoqing's yard.

Luo Fengtang drove away the car in front, and Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue were sitting in the car.

The car behind was driven by Narisong, carrying Muzichuan.

The two carriages sped away in the dim light.

This time when I returned to the capital, I brought enough dry food to save time on replenishing supplies along the way.

Day and night, almost all the time I was driving.

All the way north, there was no wind day and night, and the horses were changed several times along the way. Finally, we set a magical record of reaching the capital in ten days!

"Oh my god, is this really the base of the imperial city and the center of the capital? Why is it so desolate and deserted?"

The carriage entered the South Gate and looked at the sparse and hurried passers-by on Nanmen Street.

Seeing those half-open and half-closed shops again, Xiao Yaxue couldn't help but muttered.

Yang Ruoqing was also looking outside, feeling no different from Xiao Yaxue.

I remember the last few times I came to the capital, there was nothing to say about the bustling and lively scene.

There are all kinds of fun things to do on the street, so you will be overwhelmed.

The vendors' cries will make your eardrums hurt.

There are even many businessmen or envoys from other countries walking on the street.

And now?

Why!
Chapter completed!