Chapter 72 Food Issues

Mu Nanxi tore a strip of cloth from the hem of her skirt with her bare hands and tied it to the wound on the man's wrist to stop the bleeding.

After receiving her order, Rongfeng immediately retreated from here and headed outside the city.

Mu Nanxi took a few steps closer to Qi Zhiheng and asked, "What's up with the fake disaster relief food?"

Qi Zhiheng was silent for a moment, then turned to look at her, "The imperial court in the capital deliberately obstructed and delayed the transportation of disaster relief food to Youzhou. There is not much food left in the early stage, and it will take five days for the next batch of food to arrive in Youzhou."

A flash of fierceness flashed in Mu Nanxi's eyes, "The person behind this must have calculated every step accurately. He saw the right opportunity and deliberately aroused public anger and incited trouble." She paused, "Does the prince have doubts in his heart?" ?”

Qi Zhiheng frowned deeply, "I have a few guesses..."

"several?"

Qi Zhiheng clenched the jade pendant in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The officials covet my power in the army and want to take the opportunity to accuse me. Or maybe Qi Kuo doesn't want me to gain prestige and appear incompetent, so he deliberately stops me. It’s unknown. Besides, Mu Qing, he doesn’t want to see the embarrassment of this king being unable to do what he wants.”

The carvings on the jade pendant are just ordinary patterns, nothing special.

But the texture of the jade pendant is warm and moist, and it is a rare and good material. The owner of the jade pendant must be either rich or noble.

A trace of sternness flashed in his eyes, "But there is no conclusive evidence. I will only make a judgment after my investigation."

"Then before the food arrives in Youzhou, how will the people of Youzhou be fed in the past few days?"

"Half of the four carts of grain delivered today are genuine and can last for two days."

Mu Nanxi thought deeply and had a plan in mind, "Your Majesty, I have a plan that can solve this urgent problem."

A trace of doubt flashed in Qi Zhiheng's eyes, but he said nothing, only waiting for Mu Nanxi to elaborate.

Mu Nanxi approached Qi Zhiheng and whispered: "On my way from Lihua to Youzhou, I found ripe potatoes, which may temporarily solve the people's food problem."

"What is a potato?"

"Well... it's a kind of food. It just grows underground. I was told by the traveling doctor who taught me medical skills."

Qi Zhiheng did not become suspicious, but asked curiously: "Grows underground? What does it look like?"

"I will draw what it looks like, and you will send someone to dig it out."

"My beloved concubine is indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable. I will rely on my beloved concubine for help in the future." Qi Zhiheng bowed with a smile.

Mu Nanxi raised his eyebrows lightly: "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary."

After Mu Nanxi finished speaking, she looked at Qi Zhiheng's slightly pale lips. After struggling for a moment, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms and threw it towards Qi Zhiheng.

Qi Zhiheng took it and looked at Mu Nanxi suspiciously.

"Ahem!" Mu Nanxi looked away and said, "Looking at you looking like you're about to die due to the poison you had recently, this is a nourishing pill."

Qi Zhiheng rubbed his fingers on the small porcelain bottle, and could still feel Mu Nanxi's remaining warmth on it.

"My beloved, you are interested." Qi Zhiheng's lips curled up into a slight smile, and his eyes softened.

Mu Nanxi snorted coldly: "I don't want to use my identity as a princess to walk around the capital. If you die, it will do more harm than good to me."

Qi Zhiheng nodded slightly, "Then please help me, my beloved concubine, to extend the life of this person who is useful to you."

Mu Nanxi ignored Qi Zhiheng and left.

At the same time, Mr. Zheng, who was squatting by the medicine stove, seemed to have made a huge decision and looked generous enough to die heroically.

While others were busy making medicine, he secretly took out the arsenic in his arms.

His hands were shaking and cold sweat was pouring from his forehead.

He seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating, thumping, banging, banging…