"Yueyue, I'm fine. Don't cry. We are all here. Pull me out quickly. It's too dark inside."
Listening to Han Yiyun's weak voice, Zhan Qingyue cried with joy and started digging vigorously with his bare hands regardless.
After a while, the entire hole expanded enough to accommodate a person entering and exiting.
Zhan Qingyue pulled Han Yiyun out first, only to see that his face was pale, he was breathing heavily, and his speech was weak.
This is a typical lack of oxygen. It is a pity that in this era, if we exchange oxygen equipment with space, it will be shocking to the world.
Zhan Qingyue could only endure it again and again, her eyes full of heartache and she said: "Brother Han, take a deep breath, lie here and rest for a while, I will get them out."
When no one was paying attention, she stuffed a piece of American ginseng into Han Yiyun's mouth.
When Han Yiyun tasted the ginseng, he didn't think much about it. He held it carefully and watched Zhan Qingyue go to save others.
Before long, everyone was saved.
The miners supported each other and knelt down towards Zhan Qingyue like dumplings.
"Thank you, sir, for saving my life. Thank you so much, Lord County, for saving your life."
Voices of thanks one after another resounded throughout the entire mining area. Zhan Qingyue listened to the super high favorability score broadcast in the space and felt that the previous thatched house had changed a lot. She knew that this was an upgrade of the space.
In the Jinluan Hall of the Imperial Palace in Beijing, the Holy Sage sat on a dragon chair and looked down at all living beings.
"My dear friends, Han Zhuangyuan has received news from Huangbei that someone has opened a jade mine privately. This matter is of great importance. Jiang Aiqing, you grew up in Yanbei since you were a child, so you must be very familiar with the entire Huangbei."
The ministers lowered their heads and said nothing, Mr. Jiang. I had no choice but to walk out with my head hanging down and take over this hard job.
Until the end of the court, Mr. Jiang didn't even have a smile on his face.
It was bitterly cold in Huangbei Yamen, and even if you wanted to buy anything, you would have to take a whole day's carriage ride to Yanbei.
Now that I have taken on this hard work and run such a trip, not only can I not make a penny, but I have to lose two or three pounds of fat on my body.
The lovely wife and concubine at home, who haven't seen him for many days, might have some extraneous thoughts.
The more Mr. Jiang thought about it, the more something was wrong, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Not long after I walked out of the palace gate, before I could get on my sedan chair, I saw an unfamiliar boy. He came forward politely.
"Master Jiang, my master learned that you are going to a bitter cold place in the deserted north, so he specially sent me to invite you to sit at Zuichun Tower tonight at Shenshi. I have prepared wine and food for you to practice."
Master Jiang was confused. Looking at the boy in front of him, he really couldn't guess which family he belonged to.
"May I ask who your master is?"
"My lord, you will know when you arrive at Zuichun Tower tonight."
Mr. Jiang waited until the trial with suspicion, and then he took a sedan chair to Zuichun Tower. Unexpectedly, it was Prince Jing who was hosting a banquet.
At the banquet, Master Jiang not only got two beautiful concubines, but also received a lot of money.
He was so happy that the corners of his mouth cleft to the base of his ears.
When he arrived in Huangbei and met Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun, he felt that his trip was worth it.
"Master Han, is this how you treat guests? Make tea stems with muddy water, how can people drink it!"
Mr. Jiang groaned angrily and pushed the tea cup in front of him far away. He sat there with his nose raised and his eyes raised, looking at the entire shabby government office.
Han Yiyun curled his lips helplessly, not liking these high-ranking officials.
"Master Jiang, if I remember correctly, you are also from Huangbei, right? Don't you know the conditions of Huangbei better than I do?"
Lord Jiang raised his brows. Unexpectedly, Han Yiyun in front of him was a bit difficult to deal with!
"Hmph, the Holy One sent me to investigate the jade mine. Since you have been involved in this matter from beginning to end, I would like you to sort out the relevant documents and hand them over to my inn. I will come back to find you tomorrow. "
Master Jiang slapped his butt and walked away as if his legs were on fire.
He hurried back to the inn to pamper the two new concubines.
The next day, Mr. Jiang came again and made things difficult for Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue. He either wanted good refreshments or good food, and he always opposed them.
With the temperament of Han Yiyun and his wife, they would definitely not spend so much money just to please a superior.
Just when Han Yiyun was extremely annoyed and wanted to find an excuse to send Mr. Jiang away, Zhan Qingyue suddenly shouted and pulled Han Yiyun back.
"Master Jiang, what's going on with those red spots on your face?"
Master Jiang was stunned for a moment, his mustache twitching, and he touched his face in confusion. It was very dry and cracked, and there were a few small rashes on his forehead.
"Master Jiang, have you had trouble sleeping or eating recently, and have you had some symptoms of diarrhea?"
Master Jiang's suspicious eyes gradually shone, and he looked at Zhan Qingyue carefully.
Zhan Qingyue is a famous doctor, as anyone in the capital will know.
"Master Jiang, you are out of tune with the local environment, but be careful. Over time, you may wear down your body."
When Mr. Jiang heard this, he was obviously scared and quickly begged Zhan Qingyue for help in seeing a doctor.
Seeing the opportunity, Zhan Qingyue changed her approach and inserted some silver needles into Master Jiang's acupuncture points that could not cure the disease or kill the person. The pain made Master Jiang howl like a pig.
Over in the capital, Prince Jing and Han Junsheng were sitting in Zuichun Tower, and cold sweat broke out on Han Junsheng's back.
"Master Han, you have given birth to a good son! Young talents, full of passion and ambition, are really rare talents."
Han Junsheng's face was changing, and he was secretly sweating.
"Your Highness, I will tell that boy seriously about what you said. Please rest assured that I am sincerely devoted to you."
After finally escaping from Zuichun Tower, Han Junsheng hurriedly sent a letter to Huangbei.
Han Yiyun looked at the pressure on the letter and was so angry that he tore the letter paper to pieces.
"Han Junsheng, it's your business to associate with that group of people and it has nothing to do with me. But if you want to use this matter to threaten the people around me, then don't blame me for being rude."
After Han Yiyun said this through gritted teeth, he quickly wrote a reply, completely breaking up with Han Junsheng.
"Brother Han, don't be angry. We have settled down in the wilderness now. Other people and things have nothing to do with us. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. We should think carefully about what to do about the jade mine."
Han Yiyun sighed. This was also a difficult matter. The person behind the mining area was a figure that should not be underestimated in Huangbei. If he made a move, he would probably not be able to bear the consequences for a while.
There happened to be a Mr. Jiang staring right under his nose.
We have to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
When Han Yiyun finally put aside all his worries and lay on the bed tossing and turning, a group of people suddenly rushed into the government office.
