Red Rock Mountain.
There is a villa in the mountains, which was expanded by Yan Junning and his people. Therefore, the overall style is rough and mostly built with trees in the mountains.
In the other courtyard, Luo Xingchen met Wu Zhina.
This grumpy prairie woman actually carefully brewed a pot of tea and placed it on the table. She sat at the table with her hands hanging down, her eyes drooping.
Luo Xingchen glanced at the tea on the table and said straight to the point: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"Listen to them, you are the navy admiral, and your mother is the best businessman and the richest woman in Daqi?" Uzhina lowered her voice and glanced at Luo Xingchen's face from time to time as she spoke.
Seeing how cautious she was worrying about gains and losses, Luo Xingchen was secretly amused.
"Who told you? It's true that my mother is good at business, but she's not the richest..."
Luo Xingchen said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense outside in the future. The title of the richest should be the royal family. The richest woman should naturally be Queen Zhao. Her mother honors the world, and the world belongs to their family. This He is the richest."
In fact, Luo Xingchen also knew that his mother Yang Ruoqing's assets had snowballed over the years, inflating so much that perhaps only her mother knew how rich she was. Others couldn't figure it out, and even he had a partial understanding.
"I know, I heard those female doctors talking about it, and I won't say it again in the future." Uzhina said.
"Those female doctors are just gossiping. Don't listen to their gossip."
Luo Xingchen made up his mind, and later talked to Yan Junning to restrict the female doctors and not indulge them infinitely just because they were precious.
At least they must understand what should be said and what should not be said.
"Sir, I...I have something to ask you."
"Let's be honest, you prairie girls, since when did you start hesitating to speak!"
"Okay, let me get it straight. Something happened to our Horqin tribe. Many cattle and sheep grazing died. Many herders have no livelihood. If this continues, there will be big trouble."
Speaking of this, there was a trace of tears in Uzhina's eyes.
"Are you connected with the Horqin tribe?" Luo Xingchen raised his eyes.
"It's Zarif, he sent someone to deliver the news."
"Zarif, your brother, the news he spreads cannot be trusted."
Zharif once wanted to kill Luo Xingchen and his party. How could such a person be so kind?
"The Zarif sect is the sacrificial grandpa of the tribe. He will not lie." Uzhina added.
"The Horqin Tribe Sacrifice, is he still there? Ask him to come see me."
Luo Xingchen thought for a while and decided to talk about it in person.
The priests on the grassland have a high status among the tribes. They are basically the spokespersons of the gods. They have high prestige and are less likely to lie.
But people will have desires, and Luo Xingchen didn't think that the priests were as pure as water.
If the water is clear, there will be no fish, but there will definitely be moths.
"Yes, he is here. The grandpa is in the courtyard outside, and he can't come in." Uzhina's eyes flashed with joy.
"Don't be too eager to be happy. I haven't said anything about helping you yet. I'll do it after I see you offering sacrifices."
Luo Xingchen took out a token from his arms and placed it on the table.
"With this sign, the soldiers outside will let you go, but necessary inspections are inevitable."
The place where Luo Xingchen lives is the inner area of the military camp. Outsiders cannot enter without permission.
"Okay, Admiral, I'm going out right now."
Uzhina picked up the token and rushed out the door in a hurry.
After Wu Zhina left, Luo Xingchen shouted outside: "Uncle Ye Yi, come in and talk."
A dark shadow flashed, and Yoruichi appeared on the chair opposite him.
Luo Xingchen expressed his helplessness regarding Ye Yi's habit of going through the window instead of the front door.
"Uzhina, she's fine."
Without waiting for Luo Xingchen to ask, Ye Yi said it directly. At the same time, he picked up the tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.
"That's my tea."
"You don't like drinking. Just like your father, you don't know how to enjoy it." Ye Yi rolled his eyes.
"My father grew up in an Orion family, and I grew up on an island. We don't understand the things of the aristocracy," Luo Xingchen admitted directly.
"But, so what if you know how to drink?"
"Nothing can be done. Okay, let's not talk about this matter. I will check on him later to make sure that the priest is okay. You can see him again." Ye Dao said.
"No, just come with me."
Luo Xingchen didn't want to waste time.
In the yard outside, Luo Xingchen saw the sacrifice that Wu Zhina was talking about.
This priest was not the old man Luo Xingchen had imagined at the beginning, but a strong man in his forties, with a strong body. Even wearing loose clothes, his muscles appeared to be taut.
"I have met the admiral. I am the Horqin tribe's sacrificial platform." The middle-aged man held a long-handled bone scepter in his fingers and bowed slightly to salute.
"Biketai, Uzhina has told me that a large number of cattle and sheep of your Horqin tribe have died." Luo Xingchen said straight to the point.
"Admiral, this time the old man brought some cattle and sheep, all of which died this time." Beiketai said.
"Did anyone have an accident?" Luo Xingchen asked.
"It's just cattle and sheep, people are fine."
"Okay, Bike Tai Sacrifice, you go outside and put the cattle and sheep you brought into the infirmary." Luo Xingchen said.
The infirmary was established by female doctors. This new facility in the military was originally promoted by Yang Ruoqing, and now many armies have established it.
Buiktai saluted and left.
Luo Xingchen put on a thick robe and wore a hood on his head, just in case there was any potential poison in the cattle and sheep, so that they would not be infected.
In the infirmary, the female doctors had already checked in advance, and then Luo Xingchen came over.
"Did you find anything fishy?"
"It looks like he died of illness, but we can't see anything strange. It seems to be a common lung disease."
The female doctors said.
Luo Xingchen did not approach the dead sheep placed on a stone table.
Instead, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained pink and purple medicinal powder.
"Pour this on the sheep's nose." Luo Xingchen ordered.
The same female doctor, who was also covered in a robe with only her eyes exposed, took the small bottle with her gloved hands.
Following Luo Xingchen's instructions, he gently pulled out the stopper on the small bottle, and then poured out the pink-purple medicinal powder inside.
It fell right on the dead sheep's nose.
There were three female doctors present, but they all didn't know why and couldn't see the use of this medicinal powder.
The medicinal powder slowly penetrated from the tip of the nose.
This surprised the female doctors.
The sheep was a dead sheep. Logically speaking, the blood in the body had solidified and the skin was rigid. How could the medicinal powder penetrate so easily?
And not long after, something strange happened.
