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Zhao Guoan was fully aware of the seriousness of the matter. If he agreed to Luo Qing's request at this time, he would undoubtedly be in danger of death.

At this moment, the figure of the prince appeared in his mind again. Thinking that the prince might also be in Nanhu County, he was anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, but he had to stay calm and stabilize the situation.

Zhao Guoan was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, Lord Luo. I'm aware of this matter. The most urgent task now is to send people to Nanhu County as soon as possible to control the epidemic and save the people."

He looked at the ministers and asked, "My dear ministers, is there anyone willing to take on this important task?"

There was silence in the court, and everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Guoan felt annoyed.

At this moment, a clear voice rang out: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was Zhou Yunxi, the son of the Minister of War.

"Good! My dear Minister Zhou is worthy of being a pillar of our dynasty. I order you to lead a team to set off immediately and rush to Nanhu County to do your best to treat the infected people. If you can successfully contain the epidemic, I will reward you handsomely!" A trace of relief flashed in Zhao Guoan's eyes.

"Eunuch Xu, convey my decree. I order the Imperial Medical Bureau to send a royal physician to accompany Minister Zhou to Nanhu County to assist in controlling the epidemic. At the same time, mobilize supplies from surrounding counties and prefectures to ensure the living needs of the people in the epidemic area." Zhao Guoan continued.

After the imperial edict was processed, Zhou Yunxi accepted the order, expressed his gratitude, and turned to leave.

Luo Qing watched Zhou Yunxi leave, his heart filled with gratitude. He then kowtowed again and said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to return to Nanhu County!"

Zhao Guoan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Lord Luo, I know you care about the people, but returning to Nanhu County now will not help. Besides, Lord Zhou has already led his men to rescue them."

Luo Qing had no choice but to kowtow again: "Your Majesty, please allow me to return to Nanhu County!"

Zhao Guoan looked at Luo Qing's persistence and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

At this time, Luo Qing's father, Luo Zheng, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I understand your sincere wishes, but my son is the county magistrate. If he is not in the county office, the people will panic. Therefore, I will grant his request."

Zhao Guoan knew that what Luo Zheng said was true, and nodded helplessly: "I allow you to set off immediately, but this plague is coming with all its force. You must pay attention to your safety when you go to Nanhu County this time."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After Luo Qing kowtowed to express his gratitude, he and his father Luo Zheng got up and went back to prepare. At this time, he was extremely anxious and wanted to fly to Nanhu County immediately.

Zhao Guoan watched his departing back and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the plague could be brought under control as soon as possible.

In the palace, ministers discussed and debated countermeasures, but none of them had a perfect plan.

Zhao Guoan looked at the ministers and said sternly, "The epidemic that has broken out in Nanhu County is so severe, the court cannot stand idly by. Ministry of Revenue, immediately dispatch food and fodder to Nanhu County; Ministry of Justice, dispatch additional personnel to maintain order in the area; Ministry of Works, organize craftsmen to build an isolation camp..."

Ministers from various departments received the order and left. There was a determined light in Zhao Guoan's eyes, and he prayed silently in his heart: I hope the prince can escape this disaster!

And in Nanhu County, far away from the capital, a desperate battle against the plague is about to begin...

At this time, Wang Xinyao was completely unaware of the plague caused by poisoning, and her heart was still filled with the joy of New Year's Eve.

She warmly invited the workers in the workshop and their families to gather in her yard to participate in this grand bonfire party. Even Mrs. Xie was invited.

This was the first time that Mrs. Xie had stepped out of her home since becoming mute and disabled. She no longer had the arrogance she once had, and the way she looked at Wang Xinyao had become timid, which made her look rather pitiful.

"It's time to distribute dividends, everyone gets a share!" Accompanied by Xie Dahua's loud and joyful shout, the villagers quickly lined up in six long lines.

Xie Dahua distributed six bags of dividends filled with silver to General Xiong, Xie Zhengyi, Xie Xiaogang, Xie Daxiong, Xie Erxiong, and Xie Mazi.

"Wow, it's ten taels of silver..." Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd. The sound was like a thunder, exploding in the crowd, followed by a burst of exclamations and cheers one after another, surging like waves.

"Me too, I also have ten taels of silver!" another person shouted excitedly, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement.

For a moment, the whole village was in an uproar. The villagers were talking about this unexpected surprise, and everyone had a bright smile on their face. It was a pure sense of happiness from the bottom of their hearts.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere of distributing bonuses, Xie Dahua loudly announced again: "Next is the lucky draw we have been looking forward to for a long time!"

Upon hearing the news, the villagers' enthusiasm grew like a bonfire, and the atmosphere on the scene heated up again.

"First prize, one winner, lucky number eight. Whose number is eight?" Xie Dahahua shouted loudly.

Everyone looked down at the number on their hand. After a while, Grandpa Liu, with a white beard, stood up. He walked tremblingly to Xie Dahua and handed her the paper. "Dahua, look, am I number eight?"

Xie Dahua took the note and said loudly, "Congratulations, Grandpa Liu, for winning first prize, a hundred taels of silver!"

Grandpa Liu was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He took the prize with trembling hands. His two sons immediately ran over to support him. The three of them expressed their gratitude in words.

Others congratulated him, and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Then, Xie Zhengyi shouted at the top of his voice: "Second prize, three winners: No. 66, No. 88, and No. 188. The prize money is eighty taels of silver each!"

The lucky numbers were obtained by Xie Baihong, Xie Gouzi, and a lady who worked as a chef in the cafeteria! Xie Gouzi and the others were so excited that they could barely contain their smiles.

After the second-place prizes were collected, Xie Dagang spoke again: "Third-place prizes, five winners, each with a prize of fifty taels of silver!"

The lucky winners this time are: Li Cuihua, Xie Shiya, Wu Mingjun, Xie Mazi and Xie Erxiong's new daughter-in-law Chen Fengjiao.

That’s right, Wu Mingjun even stayed in Xiejia Village on New Year’s Eve. Even when his father came to pick him up to go home for the New Year, he refused to leave!

The most unexpected thing is that Li Cuihua and Chen Fengjiao actually became friends, and the relationship between Xie Erzhu and Li Cuihua also eased!

Afterwards, Xie Dahua announced the winners of the fourth and fifth prizes. The lowest lucky prize was a bag of flour, and everyone got a share.

Looking at the lively scene in front of her, Wang Xinyao's heart was filled with happiness.

At this moment, an extremely shrill scream suddenly broke out from the originally noisy crowd: "Mom, mom, what's wrong with you?" The voice was crying, full of endless fear and panic.