My Husband and I Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies to Farm

Chapter 615: A List Of The Dead

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Mistress is so special.”

“Maybe it has something to do with their experience, as Mistress herself has always taken care of their bedroom. Kuihua then asked, “Oh, what are you two good at?”

“I’m skilled in needlework and was previously in charge of my young miss’ clothes.” Qiuxiang replied.

“I’m not particularly skilled in anything, but I do have a good memory. I was previously in charge of running errands and passing messages,” Xiaxiang explained.

“Alright. Qiuxiang will be in charge of Master and Mistress’s clothes. Remember, just the outer clothes are enough, as Mistress will prepare their underwear.

“As for Xiaxiang, you can start with the odd jobs and preparing meals for Master and Mistress. When we have a more suitable place for you in the future, I’ll recommend you to Mistress.”

After that, Zhou Ying listened to them chat for a while before leaving.

After feeding the fish, she walked around the courtyard and checked the hygiene of various places. After confirming it was all up to standard, she returned to her courtyard.

She got someone to boil some water and take a bath. Then, she lay down on her bed and read.

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Before sleeping, she spread out her divine senses to scan the surroundings. After confirming that only the Shizhu was sleeping in the west wing room, she locked the doors and windows and entered her interspace.

First, she took a look at the demands of people everywhere.

Soon, she filtered out three pieces of crucial information. One was from the south, and it was a prayer from the wife of a county magistrate.

Apparently, the First Prince had forcefully recruited able-bodied men to rush his work. Many people had died, and she prayed that Mother God could bless the suffering commoners and stop this enslavement.

The other was to pray that her husband would not be implicated.

After Zhou Ying understood what was going on, she followed the faith of the county magistrate’s wife and came to an exquisite courtyard in the county town.

At this moment, the lady was coaxing a three-year-old boy to sleep, but her eyes were full of worry.

Zhou Ying found the study room, but she didn’t find anyone.

Ultimately, she had no choice but to head to the county government office. Zhou Ying soon saw a man in his twenties staring at a list and sighing.

She leaned over and glanced at it, shocked to see that it was a list of today’s deaths, with more than 50 people on it.

More than 50 people died daily at this construction site. How terrifying was that? If this continued, how much more would have to die before the river embankment was repaired?

Furthermore, this was after the various disasters. The labor force had already decreased drastically, and no wonder the county magistrate was anxious.

At this moment, a man in his twenties walked in and spoke up, “Master, have you approved the compensation? Tomorrow morning, we must send the bodies back along with the money.”

“Ziyan, these are ten taels of silver for a life.

“These are all strong laborers, the pillars of their families. How do you want me to approve such a small amount of compensation?

“Moreover, the number of victims has been increasing daily over the past half month. I really can’t sign this.”

After hearing this, Ziyan opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade him.

But after a moment, he still urged, “But the dead can’t be brought back to life. Ten taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to survive for two to three years.”

“If you don’t sign this, they won’t even get the ten taels of silver.”

“Ha, King Hui just wants my life.” The county magistrate mocked his situation.

He firmly believed that if this continued, his people would probably assassinate him soon.

“If it really doesn’t work, we’ll just side with him. Otherwise, I’m afraid…”

“No, the river embankment is related to the livelihood and lives of our entire county, or even more than ten counties downstream. We can’t just muddle along like the previous magistrates.”

“So, let’s… but there’s no news of the memorials and letters we sent out. It’s obvious that they had been stopped.

“We… We’re all alone now..”