Long Live the Empress

It started to drizzle in the sky, and Agate quickly asked Yue Jinghao to get on the carriage.

Back at Jinyu Garden, Yue Jinghao divided the rouge and asked Agate to deliver it to each courtyard. She lay on the windowsill and watched the raindrops getting bigger and bigger. In her previous life, Wei Zilin had done a lot of evil things, so wasn't she also an accomplice to the evil?

Wait! Rain?

At this time in the previous life, there was a heavy rain. The dam in Hechang County, which was only tens of kilometers away from the capital, was washed away by the flood, and even the capital was affected. Tens of thousands of people in the surrounding areas were buried in the flood, and those who survived were homeless and poured into the capital. A month later, the flood finally receded, but the plague began to prevail...

Yue Jinghao quickly got up and started writing and drawing on paper while thinking.

After Yue Jinghao finished writing, she quickly told Madam Hong to prepare the carriage. Madam Hong wanted to persuade her to wait until the rain stopped before leaving, but seeing Yue Jinghao's anxious look, she swallowed her words and quickly prepared the carriage.

Yue Jinghao arrived at the gate of Jiuqiansui Mansion and showed the jade pendant without words to the guard at the gate, and the guard let Yue Jinghao in directly.

Yan Liyuan was handling official business in the study at this time. When he saw Yue Jinghao coming, he sneered, "Miss Yue, you never come to visit me for no reason. Which wild man is this time?"

Yue Jinghao saluted and ignored Yan Liyuan's teasing. Her face was unusually solemn. "Nine thousand years old, it started to rain today. According to my guess, the rain will last for a month and will get heavier. The capital is fine, but places with rivers are hard to say... If there is any accident at the dam... the consequences will be disastrous!"

Yan Liyuan looked at the drizzle outside the window and raised his eyebrows. "When did Miss Yue learn the art of medicine? The Imperial Observatory has not reported any heavy rain recently! Miss Yue, are you worrying too much? Besides, the court allocates a large amount of silver every year to repair the dam."

Yue Jinghao frowned and shook her head. "Nine Thousand Years Old knows the darkness of the officialdom. The court allocated 200,000 taels to repair the dam, but in the end, only 10,000 taels were actually used on the dam! How do you think such a dam can withstand the flood?"

Yue Jinghao’s words made Yan Liyuan fall into deep thought.

Yue Jinghao stood up, walked to the Weiguo map, and pointed to the location of Hechang County. "Hechang County is the closest county to the capital. Once the dam there collapses, hundreds of thousands of people will be left homeless. Not only will the floods affect the capital, but refugees will also flock in. But the refugees will be accompanied not only by panic, but also plague..."

Yan Liyuan looked at Yue Jinghao's serious words and began to think about it. "I know about this matter."

When Yue Jinghao saw Yan Liyuan agreed, she bowed and left.

Wang Yi looked at the map of Hechang County and said, "Master, is there any truth in what Miss Yue said?"

Yan Liyuan looked at the drizzle outside the window and said, "It's better to believe it than not to believe it."

Wang Yiying claimed yes and left to investigate.

Yan Liyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the map of Hechang County. If it was really as Yue Jinghao said, then Weiguo would be seriously injured! After what happened to Yan Chun, Yan Liyuan believed Yue Jinghao's words 30%. The rest depended on the investigation of the secret guards...

The secret guards moved quickly and returned that night. "My Lord, I did not find anything wrong with the magistrate."

Miss Yue shouldn't be wrong... Wang Yi thought of Yue Jinghao's solemn expression and questioned the ability of the secret guard for the first time, "Have you found out everything?"

"Yes! I went to the county magistrate's office... The county magistrate's office is so poor that there is not even a complete chair. The magistrate is still wearing a patched official uniform... Here is the account book." The secret guard presented the account book of Hechang County to Yan Liyuan.

Wang Yi was puzzled, "What about Bashang?"

"I used a dagger to dig about two feet deep in several places on the dam, using only the best stones..."

"Hiss... That's strange..." Wang Yi looked at Yan Liyuan, "Could it be Miss Yue..."

Yan Liyuan flipped through the account books a few times and said, "Let her come to see this governor!"

It is still raining today, but a little heavier than yesterday... Yan Liyuan listened to the sound of rain, and his men did not move for a long time. Was it because the ability of the secret guards had declined, or were those termites hiding too deeply?

"Send the accountant in."