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 from 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?"

"I heard from them that 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 her worrying about gains and losses and being cautious, 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 knows that his mother Yang Ruoqing's assets have snowballed over the years and have expanded so much that perhaps only her mother knows how rich she is. Others can't figure it out at all, and even he has a partial understanding.

"I know, I heard what those female doctors were talking about, 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 those female doctors, and not to 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 herdsmen 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.

"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 sacrifices 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 sacrificial grandpa is outside in the courtyard, 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 first 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 internal area of ​​the military camp, and 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 all 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 from 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 fine. You can see him again." Ye said.

"No, just come with me."

Luo Xingchen didn't want to waste time.

In the yard outside, Luo Xingchen saw the sacrifice Wu Zhina mentioned.

This priest was not the old man Luo Xingchen had imagined at first, 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 sacrificial Beiketai of the Horqin tribe." The middle-aged man held a long-handled bone scepter with 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 palms.

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 penetrates into the nose.

This surprised the female doctors.

The sheep is a dead sheep. It stands to reason that the blood in the body has solidified and the skin is rigid. How could the medicinal powder penetrate so easily?
Chapter completed!