Lonely non-good minister

"I can't forget it, I'll remember it." Song Yuan put down the official document: "By the way, what's the result of asking you to count the water conservancy repairs?"

The official hurriedly took out another official document from his arms: "Sir, the statistics have been completed. The main construction of Zhangye, Xiping, Xijun, and Jincheng has been completed. Because the people are still clearing wasteland, there will be more work next year. The matter of adding branches and water conservancy construction in Jiuquan are still under discussion. The solution we have come up with now is to wait until after the autumn harvest to see the progress of Jiuquan’s relocation before making any plans.”

"The main body of Wuwei hasn't been completed yet?" Song Yuan was very dissatisfied with the progress.

"Wuwei has reported insufficient grain stocks for two consecutive years, so it does not dare to use too many migrant workers, and the project is scattered. It is said that several pits excavated have collapsed, so the progress is not good."

Song Yuancai didn't believe that the problem was due to insufficient grain stocks, so he immediately said: "Go and check Wuwei's grain books for the past two years to see what the reason is."

"Yes." The official wrote down the matter and left quickly.

Song Yuan took the time to eat, put the family letter in her arms, and quickly got up and walked out. In order to increase the price of cotton, the officials discussed an idea, which was to let merchants bid, and she had to go and see the situation.

After a busy day, Song Yuan was already almost pregnant when she came back to rest. After hastily washing up, she threw herself on the bed. Her whole body ached from exhaustion, and her eyelids were too heavy to hold open.

Wei Yan followed him in and tidied up the room. Seeing that she was very tired, he didn't talk much and tidied up in silence, taking out the clothes she would wear tomorrow and putting them away.

"Wei Yan." Song Yuan said in a dull voice: "You are paying attention to the famous doctors. My eldest brother is not in good health, and I feel uneasy."

Wei Yan hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bed and said, "I heard some news, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

"Say." Song Yuan turned her face and looked at him with a tired face.

Wei Yan knelt down and his eyes were level with hers: "I heard that the emperor's condition has been getting better and better recently, and he plans to give birth to a prince again. There are many evil ways in the Southern Xinjiang Wizards Association, including the life-extending skill. I am worried that the prince will die. It’s because the emperor extended his life, after all, the prince dislikes the Imperial Master, and he is the only prince who is permanently stationed in Jingzhao.”

Song Yuan's fatigue was swept away, and her worries cheered her up: "My eldest brother has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has a strong body. He rarely takes medicine to recuperate. The illness this time is indeed strange, but it is a bit ridiculous to say that he is just taking advantage of his longevity. "

"I really don't dare to have too much hope for the emperor. To be disrespectful, the emperor is mean and selfish. Although he loves the prince, he also has a purpose. If the time comes when he needs to make a choice, he will definitely protect himself, so he belongs to I am worried that the emperor sacrificed the prince for a ridiculous statement and was used as a pawn."

Song Yuan got up and sat down. Wei Yan's words really worried her. The great witch Zhiyan was not a good person, and Emperor Hongming was even less good. What kind of father-son relationship?He is a cold-blooded, selfish, mean and ungrateful person. When he is useful, he is like his own son, but when not, he is just a chess piece. This kind of person cannot be counted on too much.

Maybe he would really be afraid of Song Chun's current reputation in the court, and use the help of the great witch Zhi Yan to harm Song Chun.

"Tomorrow morning, go find Zhou Ye and let him have time to see me."

Looking for Zhou Ye?Although Wei Yan didn't know why, he agreed.

After a hasty night's rest, Song Yuan was busy again the next day. It took several days for Zhou Ye to come over. It was not easy for him to ask for leave, so he had to change his duty days with others and come to see Zhangye while he was reporting on military affairs. Song Yuan's side.

Song Yuan didn't waste any time. He came out of the Yamen directly and said when they met: "I know there is a doctor among the people who came here with you. I would like to ask you to help me find this doctor." "Your Highness is sick." "?" Zhou Ye quickly looked at her, with a worried look on his face.

Song Yuan waved his hand: "It's not me, it's a person who is very important to me. He has always been in good health, but in the past few months, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. His chest always had a dull pain, and it became more and more painful. The condition progressed very quickly. In addition, Apart from this, other parts of my body are also uncomfortable, and the imperial doctor is at a loss to find the root cause, so I can only ask for your help."

It wasn't her who was sick. Zhou Ye was relieved: "The doctors there are not much different from the doctors today. Each has its own strengths. As far as I know, the one who came with me should be better at treating cuts and bruises. You She may not be able to cure the illness mentioned."

Song Yuan was disappointed for a moment, but responded quickly: "You have found it, right?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Zhou Ye confessed honestly: "Yes, she is the girl who saved the second master. His Highness also knows her, Qin Yan, the daughter of Imperial Physician Qin."

Qin Yan?

Song Yuan never expected that it would be her: "Did something happen to Miss Qin?"

"I sent someone to check, and they said that he fell into the water at the Lantern Festival three years ago. After a serious illness, he changed his mind. Not only did he cancel the marriage arranged at home, but he also ran away from home." Zhou Ye said in detail: " Doctor Qin’s family sent many people to look for her, but there was no news. I didn’t expect that she would go to Shanggu.”

Song Yuan felt complicated. One more time traveler meant the death of an aboriginal of this era. Qin Yan had saved her life. When he heard that something had happened to her, Song Yuan felt really bad.

Zhou Ye continued: "She should be a doctor who specializes in trauma, but you can also ask, what if she knows?"

"I'll write you the symptoms in detail. Please forward them to me as soon as possible. Thank you very much." Song Yuan did not dare to give up the slightest hope.

She quickly wrote the letter and gave it to Zhou Ye, thanked her again and went back to work.

Officials and merchants at all levels in the northwest are already familiar with the entire process after the autumn harvest. Everything is going on in an orderly manner. There are not too many things that Song Yuan needs to worry about. By October, the busy autumn harvest has finally come to an end, and it is time to supply supplies. All the cotton in the army was sent to textile workshops in various places, and Song Yuan just waited for delivery.

The hard-working people did not dare to rest for too long, so they started to work on reclaiming wasteland with their families. The relocation of people also continued, and the construction of water conservancy projects also started again.

Song Yuan had a large pile of official documents to read every day. She had to return to Jingzhao in a month. Before that, she had to meet with the governors, chiefs and lieutenants of the northwest counties. For this reason, time was very tight.

In mid-October, Zhou Ye sent a reply, and Song Yuan opened it. The content of the letter was very simple, with only two sentences: I can't tell for sure without an interview, but I'm afraid it won't be long before the development is rapid.

These words poured cold water on Song Yuan's heart. She was stunned for a moment and immediately looked at Zhou Ye, but was interrupted by Zhou Ye before she could speak.

"I have written again to ask her to return to Jingzhao, and I have clearly stated that I can go to His Highness. If she agrees, Your Highness should be able to meet her when she returns to Jingzhao."