The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Tang Zhongcheng was involved in the workshop that Tang Jiao was interested in, and within a few days the Yamen approved the paperwork and implemented it.

Afraid that his daughter would have no money to play with, Tang Zhongcheng directly gave her five thousand taels and asked her to play hard.

Afraid that she would not have enough, he gave her a small box of gold bars and gold beads.

Tang Jiao would not spend the gold bars, but would directly store them on the shelf of the golden hut and put them with her treasures.

After breakfast, Tang Jiao led Zi Xiang out and went to the street where the workshop was located to have a look.

The workshop is located in Huatou Alley outside Huaizhou City. There are not many residences there. Most of them are warehouses of wealthy merchants, and the area is quite large.

The workshop is a two-story home-style building. The building is not bad, but weeds grow in some places.

Her father told her that this workshop was originally owned by the Wu family in Jiangnan. Later, they withdrew their business from Huaizhou and the workshop remained. It has only been around for four or five years.

The floor, gatehouse, and sorghum are all still new, and the weeds on the ground can be tidied up.

Zixiang smiled and said: "Master, this workshop is good."

"Indeed." Tang Jiao looked around, becoming more and more satisfied.

Half an hour later, after locking the door and coming out, Tang Jiao got into the carriage and prepared to go to East Street.

Her jade shop has been doing very well recently, all thanks to the jade styles in the mall. She drew beautiful and elegant hairpins and engraved them with cute animal patterns, which were highly sought after by young ladies.

To reach East Street, you must pass through two streets, where many ordinary people live.

Lifting the small curtain by the window and looking out at the bustling streets, Tang Jiao noticed with sharp eyes many people covering their mouths and coughing lightly, and she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Zixiang, take a look at the many people on the street who have caught the cold and are coughing."

"I'll see."

Zixiang squeezed to her side, her eyes fell on the people outside, and found that it was indeed the case.

Tang Jiao felt a little uneasy: "These people seem to have caught the cold."

Opening the curtain again, the carriage happened to arrive outside the door of the medical clinic and saw that it was full of patients. Many people were sitting inside, coughing and taking medicine.

Zi Xiang frowned slightly and said, "I heard that many of them are refugees from the water towns. I'm afraid most of them are these people."

"If that's the case, that's not good."

Severe wind and cold will turn into a plague, and then the real trouble will arise.

Tang Jiao thought for a while and said, "I won't leave the jade shop anymore, I'll go back home."

"Yes."

The coachman shouted softly, pulled up the reins and drove the carriage around the corner, heading towards the Tang Mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Luo Shi sitting in the main hall with an ugly face and an invitation in his hand.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

"Sister Jiao is back." Luo Shi's mood changed when he saw his daughter: "Your uncle, who has always been very ambitious, sent us an invitation and said he was going to have a banquet."

Tang Jiao picked up the invitation and took a look. It was really an invitation from Meng Zhihong.

Throwing it on the table with disapproval, Tang Jiao smiled and said: "Mom, my aunt is mentally disturbed. You have visited her before. Whether to go now or not is not a matter of words."

Luo Shi sighed softly: "You don't understand. Your father is developing overseas trade routes and needs your uncle's approval before he can get a sea travel permit. Humph, that Meng Zhihong is not a good guy. He is trying to get rid of you with this matter. Take advantage of your father."

Holding her daughter's hand, Luo Shi's tone revealed disgust: "Fortunately we have your grandfather as our backer, otherwise Meng Zhihong would definitely covet you with your looks."

It's fine if a girl is beautiful and lives in a rich family, but if she grows up in an ordinary family, it will be a disaster.

Tang Jiao wanted to tell her mother that now she could kill Meng Zhihong without moving her fingers, but she thought it better not to scare her.

Holding her arm, Tang Jiao said coquettishly: "Mother, my daughter has you to protect her, and the Duke's Office as her backer. Give him Meng Zhihong a hundred courages, and he won't dare to do anything to me."

"Indeed, Duke Zhenguo is good in everything except the prince."

Alas, we can't break off the engagement, Luo Shi feels sad just thinking about it, but fate is so coincidental, when something happens to her daughter, the prince comes to her rescue one after another.

He patted her hand lightly and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's injury is almost healed, so don't keep running to Lu's house to avoid being talked about."

"My daughter knows it's okay."

"Okay, let's go back to the room and rest."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao stopped annoying her and turned around to walk to the backyard.

After returning to Yuewei Pavilion, Tang Jiao directly opened the mall and asked Qixing to search for some traditional Chinese medicine to treat cold and cold diseases.

Qixing lay on her bun and said with a smile: "Master, there are some pharmacies with good reputations. You can buy pills from them, and you can get discounts for large quantities."

"Okay, I understand."

After playing in the mall these days, Tang Jiao already knew some of the rules and discounts.

She just took a look at it, hoping it wouldn't come in handy. In the end, she just bought some pills to treat cold and epidemic diseases, just in case of emergency.

There were many servants in the Tang Mansion, and Tang Jiao thought that nothing would happen if she didn't go out. Who would have thought that the next morning, news came that Tang Wenqian was ill.

She immediately went to Brother Qian's courtyard, and upon entering the threshold, she heard Brother Qian's violent coughing.

"Brother Qian."

"elder sister."

Tang Wenqian, who was lying on the bed, immediately sat up when he saw Tang Jiao. Unexpectedly, he exerted too much force and coughed until his face turned red.

"Master."

His attendants patted him on the back and made him feel better.

Tang Jiao waved the attendant away and put her hand on Tang Wenqian's forehead: "Is it because you didn't cover yourself with a quilt last night?"

In late summer and early autumn, it is easy to get wind chill if you catch a cold.

His attendant Takako hurriedly said: "No, it was the classmates in the school who infected the young master. Many classmates in the class have caught the cold."

what?

Tang Jiao secretly thought that was not good, and her face turned pale: "Many students in the class are sick?"

Tang Wenqian shook his head: "There are three or four of them. They are playing together. I heard that someone in the family is also sick."

After saying that, he coughed a few more times.

"Can you please call the doctor?"

The attendant hurriedly said: "The doctor went to ask for it, but he said it would take a while. Many people outside are getting sick one after another."

"No need to ask." Tang Jiao took out the pills she bought last night from her sleeve pocket, poured out three pills and put them to Tang Wenqian's mouth: "Take the special medicine to treat wind and cold first. If you still have a cough in the afternoon, call the doctor."

Guizi was very clever and brought warm water for Tang Wenqian to take.

After taking the medicine, Tang Wenqian felt a cool feeling flowing down his throat, and the itching immediately subsided a lot.

Handing the small bottle to Guizi, Tang Jiao said softly: "Take three more pills at noon. If you don't cough in the afternoon, take three more pills. There is no need to call the doctor at that time."

"Okay, I will give you the medicine on time."

"Ah."

Tang Jiao pulled the quilt over Tang Wenqian and heard his coughing sound much quieter.

Luo Shi soon heard that his son was sick and rushed over to see him. He happened to meet Tang Jiao and asked Tang Jiao not to go out for the next two days.

Tang Jiao frowned slightly: "Many people are sick outside?"

"Yeah." Luo Shi sighed softly, with helplessness in his tone: "When I was a child, a similar situation happened. The plague was rampant and countless people died. Now I think about it, and I still feel scared. I hope it won't happen this time, otherwise it will be a real disaster."

Tang Jiao held her hand and smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother. I just gave Brother Qian some medicine and he should be much better in the afternoon. Let him not go to school first, and wait a few days for his health to improve before going out."

"That's all."

Seeing Tang Wenqian fall asleep, Luo Shi said nothing more and left with her.