Song Beiyun

Fu Wang laughed, not only he laughed, but also the man in the Confucian shirt beside him. After laughing for a while, they sat on the chair: "The little genius doctor sit first."

"That... didn't you mean to treat the princess?"

"Don't be busy, today is like chatting with the little genius doctor first."

chat?What is there to talk about with two old men?Song Beiyun was suspicious for a while, and then suddenly shuddered; maybe the touch with Jin Ling'er was caught by his mother, right?

With this thought in mind, Song Beiyun immediately shrank his neck like a bum who fucked someone's underage daughter when he saw someone's father.

"Little genius doctor, I have something to ask you."

Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes: "Ask me? Your lord is famous for his knowledge and knowledge. What can I ask the wild child from my village?"

King Fu and the middle-aged man beside him looked at each other, and both of them showed strange smiles at the same time, which made Song Beiyun's scalp tingle.

Chapter 84: On May 5, Yu Jinjin spared no effort to plant peaches and plums

"Please sit down, little genius doctor, why are you always standing there?"

Song Beiyun was still a little terrified by King Fu's words. This old man is not a simple person. If he really knew that he was always taking advantage of the princess, he probably wouldn't be able to spare him lightly today. Go to the palace to do laundry.

"The elders are here, so I don't dare to sit down." Song Beiyun pointed his toes outside the door, planning to run away if something went wrong: "Just talk to Qiantui."

Before King Fu could speak, the middle-aged man next to him said, "Boy, how long have you known Jin Ling'er?"

I'm coming!Song Beiyun took a deep breath and answered slowly, "About two months."

"Well." The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "You two are about the same age, so you can be regarded as like-minded."

"Don't dare dare... Caomin is a commoner, how dare he have the same interests as Princess Qiantui."

"Hahahaha, what a boy." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Then tell me why you put chaff in the rice."

"That's not..."

Halfway through the conversation, Song Beiyun sat down on the chair: "I won't pretend anymore, it's a showdown, it's my idea for Princess Chitose..."

With this casual answer, he immediately knew that he had been scammed out, these two old bastards!It really is that old ginger is hot enough, and he cheated himself out with just a few words.

Take all precautions, but in the end, you will be tricked by these two old foxes. But now that you've reached this point, Song Beiyun has nothing to pretend. No matter how much you pretend, you won't be able to hide the truth from these two foxes. It's boring.

But Fu Wang and Tai Wang looked at each other, Fu Wang's eyes were full of disbelief, but Tai Wang looked sure to win, he smiled and said to Fu Wang: "That jar of good wine is mine."

"I'll give it to you..." King Fu looked at Song Beiyun unwillingly: "Tell me, why did you come up with such a conscientious plan that made the whole of Luzhou have to eat chaff and vegetables with you?" .”

When Song Beiyun heard this, his face was obviously displeased, and he thought that this thing is considered a conscienceless thing. Is there anything in the world that does not lose one's conscience?

But obviously he couldn't swear in front of King Fu, he adjusted his language a little bit, rubbed his nose and said, "King Fu Qiansui, do you want to see me eat bran and swallow vegetables or starve for thousands of miles?"

This question is tantamount to nonsense. If he really wants to starve for thousands of miles, even if he is King Fu, he can't stand it. Song Dynasty has reached this point. How can there be room for so many people to starve to death suddenly? Don't wait until the time comes. Someone caught a fish in the river, and there was a note in the belly of the fish that read "Da Chu Xing, King Chen Sheng".

"Continue to talk." Fu Wang looked at the young man in front of him with great interest: "You can't keep this king in the dark."

Song Beiyun smiled wryly: "It's okay...but Fu Wang Qiansui, you can't sell me."

"Why did I sell you?"

"Caomin still can't afford this reputation. For the grassroots, this great reputation is a medicine to seal the throat and a poison to scrape the bones. If it spreads out, I can only become a bandit in my life."

After these words were finished, the two middle-aged uncles clapped their hands and laughed loudly, even a little more appreciative when they looked at Song Beiyun.

"Look, I'm right." King Tai said to King Fu with a smile, "I've concluded so early in the morning, this Zhuzi is clever."

Fu Wang also nodded with a smile and said to Song Beiyun: "You are so bold that you dare to argue with me. But since that's the case, then I agree with you, tell me quickly."

Song Beiyun still sighed silently: "I can't help it, I cherish my life... It's hard to live a full life."

"Don't play tricks." King Fu tapped on the table lightly: "Speak quickly."

"It's like this. I did a little calculation before. The 50 disaster victims and displaced persons consume half a shi of grain per person per month. This month's food is 25 shi, including salt soil, meat, eggs, and vegetables. The cost of 30 guan does not seem to be much, but the people in Luzhou City are still there. Although the disaster victims, refugees and residents of Luzhou City are all Song Dynasty people, if they really come, they will not worry about being few. If it’s not fair, I’m afraid this Luzhou city will be filled with grief. Not to mention the reputation of the prince Qiansui, this will greatly damage the future business and people’s livelihood of Luzhou city.”

Song Beiyun took a breath, and continued: "The people in Luzhou City not only have to live differently, but also have to live better. Maybe Qiantui will ask, what if the victims are jealous and resist?"

"Yes." Fu Wang was stunned for a moment: "What if the disaster victims refuse?"

"No, Chitose. The victims have suffered a lot on the way. They have a stutter and a place to live. They have a dry and warm place in this heavy rain. They are already blessed and thankful. After that We continue to use work for relief, rushing to work day and night. When they stabilize their lives and start envious of the people in the city, the new city is almost completed, and then they can use their ability to trade for life." Song Beiyun continued: "We have a lot of people in our hands. However, this money should not be scattered indiscriminately. If it is scattered indiscriminately, it will definitely cause inflation and make the whole Song Dynasty miserable. The grassroots think that making money is not a skill, but spending money is a great ability. In the hands of the princess Chitose The money is roughly divided into three parts, one part is used for disaster relief, which is actually a very small part, and the other part is for migrating to Jiangxi to buy shares in farm workshops, which is also a very small amount of money. The big part in the middle is almost always used To maintain the stability of prices in the surrounding state capitals, we will continue to buy and sell to maintain the stability of prices.”

Hearing this, the King of Thailand interrupted a little: "What is the explanation for this inflation?"

Song Beiyun patiently explained the inflation and the harm brought about by inflation to the King of Thailand, and explained the King of Thailand until his face turned blue.

"You two princes, you have all heard of military disasters, droughts, floods, and locust disasters. I am afraid you have never seen money disasters. This is a money disaster. For people like me, the more money the better, but for The state capital and the country must not have too much money. What the court and the state government have to do is not to hoard money to make money, but to turn this money into other things. Food, manpower, urban construction, national defense, etc., are now This is the reason why the money in the hands of Princess Chitose cannot be used at will. If eating and drinking is open from the beginning, then before winter, the stone rice will probably be worthless. At that time..." Song Beiyun With a chuckle: "You two lords, I wonder if I, Da Song... can hold it?"

After explaining the truth clearly, King Fu of Thailand’s face was extremely ugly, and such an explanation can be understood by their intelligence. Now that the method of mixing 1.4 rice bran is a helpless move, it is also a must. From the beginning, I opened it up to eat, and it might really be a big deal by then.

"You two lords, think about it. If there is really enough rice and grain, how can there be so many victims." Song Beiyun sighed: "Some things are really helpless. Although it is a bit wicked, it is better than looking at it." Are you going to starve to death?"

The two middle-aged people looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. After a while, the king of Thailand suddenly smiled and asked: "Little boy, why do you say the two princes? You are so bold!"

"Hi... Although I don't know which prince you are, judging from your posture and the fact that Prince Fu Qiansui poured tea for you, you must also be a prince and the elder brother of His Royal Highness." Song Beiyun said with a smile: " Otherwise, who in the world would dare to ask His Royal Highness Fu Wang to pour tea for him, even the current emperor would not dare, after all, uncles and nephews are of seniority, and the Song Dynasty established the country with benevolence, righteousness and filial piety."

"Hahahaha, what a smart kid." King Tai clapped his hands and applauded, and then bumped into King Fu with his knee: "Look, I said that a hero is a boy."

King Fu took a sip of tea with a chuckle, and carefully looked at Song Beiyun: "Where did you study?"

"My master, he is a strategist. He knows a lot of messy things. If he has nothing to do, he can teach me. Anyway, he will be my only apprentice in his life. Who will he teach me?" Song Beiyun said with a smile : "But it's really not me showing off. I refer to the countermeasures during the Liao and Jin famines a few years ago. They didn't do a good job at that time, otherwise the Great Song Dynasty would have been in danger long ago."

King Fu nodded lightly. No one knew this better than him. If it hadn't been for the unparalleled famine a few years ago that dragged Jin Liao down and gave the grassland an opportunity to take advantage of, Da Song would have already fallen into the dust. The natural moat of the Yangtze River is also temporarily stable, and Jin Liao is also confronting the grassland while cultivating, not caring much, and this is how the Song Dynasty is now.

"Why don't you have any fame yet?" King Tai continued to ask: "Your eloquence and knowledge, if you want to get a fame, it's a matter of course, right?"

Fu Wang chuckled: "This kid is also interesting. I said before that I would give him a thorough question, but he still doesn't want it."

"Aren't you insulting Gentleman?" King Tai cast a reproachful look at King Fu: "If you were him, and someone gave you a clue, how would you feel?"

"It must be accepted happily." Fu Wang spread his hands: "I am not at a loss."

Ah... This King Fu came here just like the legends said, he was definitely a person who didn't follow the rules. He was able to say this kind of words openly, without blushing or panting. Everyone in the same vein is so shameless, Jin Ling'er is like this, and Xiao Wan'er is also like this.

The king of Thailand rolled his eyes and stopped talking to his impolite younger brother. He just turned to Song Beiyun: "Let's get a job as soon as possible. Look at your clothes, are you short of money?"

"There is no lack of money and there will be no shortage, but I am not interested in making money, only in spending it." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "It's too easy to make money and boring, but spending money is much more interesting."

"What a big tone, do you know how many people are racking their brains to survive?" King Tai looked at Song Beiyun with interest: "It's too easy for you to make money?"

"I won't argue with the prince on this matter. If I focus on making money, my life will be short. In the end, I will be like the Jin family and become a big fat pig raised by the court."

"Hahahahaha..." Tai Wang pointed Song Beiyun with his hand: "You, you, you really dare to open your mouth."

"This...is what it is."

After chatting for a while, King Fu asked Song Beiyun to go and see the princess, while the two middle-aged men sat there, silent for a while.

"Brother Wang, this son... is not like a mortal."

"A mortal is a mortal, just a young man who lives a clear life." The king of Thailand put his hands on his knees: "If I was as clear as him back then, it would be more than that... Okay, I have met the man too, and I have grown up a lot." Insightful, expected and unexpected, very interesting."

"Well, it's interesting. No wonder Jin Ling'er clings to this boy all day long. With Jin Ling'er's temperament, I'm afraid it's..." King Fu had a weird expression on his face: "Hey...there will be such a day."

King Tai's complexion suddenly changed a few times, and he slapped his forehead vigorously: "It's over, it's over...my golden bell..."

Chapter 85: On May 5th, the Paper Boat Showers and the Candles Shine in the Sky

Song Beiyun didn't study today, instead he was squatting in the area where the victims lived, carefully diagnosing the man lying on the meadow. This sudden situation caused him to be called out from Xiangxiang Qiaoqiao's side before dawn stand up.

"It's only been a day, and it has become like this."

An old man next to him wiped his tears while telling Song Beiyun about his son's symptoms, and Song Beiyun searched around the man and found that his lymph nodes were swollen, accompanied by sudden chills, high fever, headache, fatigue, and body aches There is also vomiting, restlessness, and bruising of the skin.The body also appears rigid and has symptoms of external bites.

"Yangniuer." Song Beiyun got up, and called Yangniuer with a tight brow: "Hurry up."

"Hey brother, what's the matter?"

"Go and inform Her Royal Highness, bring lime and plant ash, and go!"

Plague, this is a typical symptom of bubonic plague, but it is not the Black Death and fortunately it is not the Black Death, otherwise, with the current medical conditions, it would be really bad.

But even if it wasn't for the bubonic plague, the bubonic plague was one of the very annoying infectious diseases. When he received the news from Zuo Rou in the morning, he felt bad. When he came over and took a look, there were patients who had already entered the onset period.

What can be done now is a rough plan, do everything that can be done, and leave the rest to God.

"Left Rou!"

After Yang Niu'er left quickly, Song Beiyun called Zuo Rou: "Go prepare mugwort, chrysanthemum, realgar, a lot!"

Zuo Rou is just a drug dealer, she doesn't know much about medicine, but she understands a little bit about medicine, she can understand what these things are used for as soon as she hears it.

"Sister Qiaoyun, go and inform those doctors to take all the people with obvious symptoms to the other side of the mountain, away from the water source! Also, I will order everyone from today, the water must be boiled before drinking! No one is allowed to drink well water, spring water ,quick!"

After giving the order, Song Beiyun simply covered his face with a vulcanized cloth, only two eyes were exposed, and then began to give antibiotics to the man who was recruited. After a busy circle, seven or eight more came one after another with similar symptoms people.

"Notify His Royal Highness Fu." Song Beiyun said to Yang Wenguang who was standing beside him while taking care of the patient: "Just say that there are not enough manpower here, and he needs to lead soldiers to help, and you say that there is a plague among the refugees."

Sure enough, as Song Beiyun expected, after the weather warmed up, lice and fleas became active. In addition, the concentration and plot of the refugees were very poor, and the probability of outbreaks of such infectious diseases was greatly increased.

But fortunately, he had greeted Zuo Rou a long time ago, and the recruited doctors would report any such symptoms as soon as possible.

The so-called plague is a race against time. The sooner it is discovered, the faster it can be solved. However, Song Beiyun is not a god. He can only do his best to do this, but what will happen in the end? He didn't know either.

Under the rapid response of everyone, more than 30 people were carried here one after another, and the rest were forcibly relocated to a place far away from this area. Then many soldiers appeared, and they brought medicinal materials and The lime that Song Beiyun needed.

"Stop the rain...God!"

Song Beiyun stood among the vast number of patients, almost crying out of anxiety, because if the rain didn't stop, the lime wouldn't be of much use at all.

"Let the refugees in this area smear their bodies with plant ash and then go to the river to take a bath in batches."

The voice of King Fu came from afar, and Song Beiyun turned his head to look at him, but what he saw was a soaked prince and a princess stomping her feet anxiously.

"My lord." Song Beiyun bowed his hands to King Fu far away: "Please don't come here again, my lord."

"Hahaha, the little genius doctor has underestimated this king." King Fu waved his hand and said, "Of course I understand, it's all up to the little genius doctor here."

Song Beiyun smiled wryly in his heart, and remained silent for a long while, because if the rain continued like this, the warm and humid environment was simply created to breed plague, and even Hua Tuo could not restrain it even if he was alive.

But at this moment, Fu Wang suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly: "God thief, please calm down!"

Song Beiyun shook his head and smiled when he heard the howl.If you can stop it by shouting like this, then...

But before he finished sighing, the raindrops in the sky were obviously much smaller, and even after a muffled thunder, there was a wind, and the wind carried the dark clouds and drifted forward, leaving only a few sporadic raindrops blowing on Song Beiyun face.

"Hold the grass..." He looked at King Fu in astonishment: "Do you want to be so idealistic..."

Got it!Really, he really saw it.This son of King Fu's Absolute Plane, whether it's his mother's coincidence or not, anyway, this is too evil. With this kind of person, even three or five traversers may not be able to handle it.

Perhaps feeling Song Beiyun's terrified eyes, Fu Wang slowly smiled at him, but this smile was horrifying in Song Beiyun's eyes.

But now that the heavy rain has stopped, many things can continue to be carried out, and the current distribution mode of the group system has also demonstrated his power. The group leader only needs to manage his own group well and issue orders in groups. It will be very difficult to communicate with 10,000+ people, but under the group system, the 10,000+ refugees all knew the situation in less than an hour.

They don't need to understand, they just need to move forward according to the order assigned by the team leader, and then go to other areas to start cleaning their bodies.

"The men's side, the women's side, hurry up." Yang Wenguang stood on the slope and directed the movement of the crowd: "Follow the order of the female officer, clean up carefully, and clean yourself up if you want to survive. Plague!"

No one spared their lives, but if you tell them politely, they may not understand it, but such a rough shout can make them accept it quickly.

In the temporary partition, a large amount of dirty clothes were collected together. The men cleaned their bodies with plant ash in public and went down to the river to wash them, while the women also started cleaning in a fence surrounded by straw mats. After that, a large amount of clothes from the princess's quilt factory were also sent over.

"Remember, no raw water is allowed! No cold food is allowed! If anyone sees it, they will be beaten!" The team leader yelled hard in front of every group of refugees who came out of the wash: "I'll give you shit!" I dragged it into the pit, and let me find those who are wandering around, don't blame me for hanging you bastards parading the streets!"

After a whole day of tossing around like this, the triage of the victims has been completed, and Song Beiyun has also completed the initial treatment of those plague patients, but even if they were discovered in time, 12 people still failed to survive and died.

Facing the dead, although it is popular to bury them in the ground now, this kind can only be burned. Thick black smoke is rising from the temporary earthen stove next to it, and the stench inside is constantly erupting, and the crying of relatives in the distance Like the north wind in winter, the sound hits my ears.

"Go and comfort me." Song Beiyun sat on the ground almost collapsed, untied the vulcanized cloth that had already been soaked in sweat on his face, and said to Ruibao who was standing aside who didn't know what to do: "The deceased will give some compensation, If the person who dies is the pillar of the family, the wife and children will be given a job."

Seeing Song Beiyun tired like this, Qiaoyun wanted to go up to him distressedly, but Song Beiyun stretched out his hand to block him: "Stay away from me, I am very dangerous now."

King Fu also stayed here for a whole day. When he saw Song Beiyun's appearance, he sighed in his heart, and then asked loudly, "Little genius doctor, what should we do next?"

"Fortunately, we discovered it early, and found all the patients at the first time. If tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... it would be really terrible, and thanks to the blessing of the prince, this disease is called bubonic plague, and only after being bitten by snakes, insects, rats and ants Only then will the transmission occur. But just in case, all doctors will start rounds in the next few days to pick out the sick ones step by step. After that, all areas here will be covered with a layer of lime, and puddles, mud They have to be cleaned up, and the mosquitoes should be repelled by lighting a fire with realgar wormwood on a regular basis." Song Beiyun fell on the muddy grass while talking, his eyes half closed: "Also, everyone's defecation needs to be dealt with centrally, and the prince needs to send someone far away Dig a big pit, spread the yellow mud finely in the pit, and put on a layer of fire to prevent the excrement from seeping into the ground."

Fu Wang nodded: "This king will give orders."

"Let's have dinner." Song Beiyun took a deep breath, clutching his stomach: "I've been hungry since before dawn, and I'm almost dead."

His meal was already prepared, and Zuo Rou personally brought it to him: "Hurry up and eat."

"Didn't I keep you from getting close to me, in case I have fleas or something on my body, I will bite you."

"I've applied the sulfur ointment you made, so it won't sting me." Zuo Rou put the still warm food into Song Beiyun's hands: "You mean this is caused by fleas and mosquitoes?"

"Yes." Song Beiyun took the time to reply when he was devouring, and then suddenly stopped his chopsticks: "That's right, that's right, Jin Ling'er."

"I'm here." Jin Ling'er jumped out, "What's wrong?"