Song Beiyun

"You order to go on, mobilize everyone to catch rats and insects, and the three rat tails will reward one or two pieces of meat. All the rats must be burned, and they are not allowed to be eaten!!! Don't be allowed to eat!!!! Also, don't let the refugees sleep on thatch , now that the weather is not cold, the city buys wooden boards for them to sleep on, and puts lime under the wooden boards. Also, let them take a bath every day, and they must be washed! Dirty places need to be cleaned, and anyone who dares to sloppy Drag it out and hit it."

"Okay." Jin Ling'er nodded again and again: "What else?"

"It's nothing, just be careful, this disease is not a big deal, as long as the hygiene can keep up, everything will be fine."

King Fu looked at Song Beiyun giving orders, tried to speak a few times but couldn't open his mouth, he just sighed silently, after all, there was probably only one person in the world who could make Jin Ling'er so obedient.

"Little genius doctor, will this plague rise again?"

"Go back to the lord." Song Beiyun turned around with the bowl in his hand: "I don't know, now it depends on how the sanitary measures are done, and the lime must be taken care of. The disease develops rapidly, as long as the patients are picked out in time and isolated, they can be kept at any time." Inspections to prevent gatherings will basically not cause widespread transmission."

Jin Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this: "You divided the victims into thousands of settlements...Is it called settlements? Just to prevent this?"

Song Beiyun nodded and said: "The 400 districts correspond to more than [-] groups. A group has more than a hundred people. Even if there is an outbreak, there are only more than a hundred people. The rest of the people just need to stay away."

"It's amazing..." Jin Ling'er said with a full face of admiration: "You are my lucky star in Song Dynasty."

"God?" Song Beiyun turned his head and looked timidly at King Fu who was looking at his wish: "I'm afraid that Fu Xing won't be my turn..."

Chapter 86, May 5th

Four days, it took Song Beiyun four days to completely cut off the signs of the plague, and this incident did not even cause any disturbances, but only those who were in it could understand how turbulent the past few days have been, but it is precisely Because there were no disturbances, not many people realized what Song Beiyun had done in the past four days.

"Another 30 people will come from all directions immediately. Fu Wang Chitose will not be a princess who can settle down by then. You must also deal with the current refugees here. Keep it clean and clean. Food and water must be burned. If they are cooked, defecation also needs to be dealt with. No matter how hard the walls are to clear the fields outside Luzhou City, the plague must be strictly guarded outside the city, otherwise the plague brought by the refugees will be enough to destroy the entire Luzhou City and even Jinling City.” Song Beiyun squatted on the ridge of the field, holding his arms The trousers, like a farm doll, ate soup cakes: "Also, afterward, the refugees implore Fu Wang Chitose to follow the method of Her Royal Highness in a group of a hundred people and separate from each other. In the group of a hundred people and the group of a thousand people, everyone in the future A large group will form a village, but it doesn’t work now, I have an idea, let’s call this thousand-member group a commune.”

Looking at the dark eye circles of the teenage boy in front of him, he was clearly a boy about the size of his own daughter, but in the past few days, I had seen him collapse on the ground several times from exhaustion, but after a little When you rest, you will plunge into it again, and it is not an exaggeration to use sleepless nights and food.

To be honest, Fu Wang was full of sighs in his heart. He was used to those well-mannered scholars dressed in red and green, and when he saw such a person who looked like himself when he was a teenager, he always had a very special emotion that he couldn't express. But it's like a stick in the throat.However, if all young men in the world were like him, Song Dynasty would be able to soar into the sky and re-enter the Central Plains in three years, and even go west to Hangu Pass and north to Yanmen Pass.

"You are also tired these few days, go and rest as soon as possible." Fu Wang secretly sighed: "If you get tired, Jin Ling'er will annoy me."

"Hey, you have to follow the girl's wishes in everything, then this world will be over." Song Beiyun raised one leg: "Don't worry, King Fu is thousand years old, I know it. I am a person who cherishes life."

The person who dared to call the princess a woman was right in front of him, but Fu Wang couldn't get angry at all, because the more he looked at the child, the more he looked like himself back then, and that feeling... the more he looked at the child, the more he liked it.Thoughtful, knowledgeable, courageous, strategic and handsome, that's the best thing.Looking at the talented and beautiful people in the city, until now, no one has come to help these refugees.

"Brother Miracle Doctor!"

A child ran up to Song Beiyun with bare feet, holding a handful of wild fruits in his hand, came over with a smile on his face and put the fruits beside him: "Here you eat."

"This stuff is too unpalatable, don't eat it." Song Beiyun shook his head: "Take it back and eat it."

"My father said that you are our great benefactor, this fruit is delicious, you can eat it."

"Hey, I told you that I don't want to eat this thing, take it back, and why don't you wear shoes?" Song Beiyun pointed at the boy's dirty bare feet with chopsticks: "I let you take a bath every day, it's a waste of time ? Didn’t you all get straw sandals?”

"Those shoes are so... I don't want to part with them."

"Let me see you running around without shoes again, the whip in your hand is not welcome, go!"

The child came happily, but left aggrieved.And Fu Wang asked with a smile on the side: "I am so kind, you guys..."

"Hi, Chitose. They are refugees. That fruit is one of their few snacks. I don't lack anything. They eat chicken, duck and fish, but they only have so much. There is no shortage of things to show off, let alone, the fruit is really not delicious." Song Beiyun took out one from his pocket and turned around and handed it to King Fu: "You have a taste."

Fu Wang took it and didn't dislike it. He put it in his mouth and took a bite. Immediately, a sour taste came up. Fu Wang, who didn't frown after eating the fruit, squinted his eyes into a line after eating the fruit.

"That's right." Song Beiyun looked like he had succeeded in trickery: "I just said it's not tasty."

"You bastard..." King Fu pointed at Song Beiyun, dumbfounded. There was still a stream of saliva at the corner of his mouth when he spoke, and he lost his composure.

Song Beiyun ate his meal in two or three bites, put the bowl on the ridge of the field, stood up and bowed his hands to King Fu: "Qiantui's private visit is also over, and I returned earlier. After all, this is still an epidemic area, so it's not safe."

"Don't panic." Fu Wang slightly raised his hand: "This king is also a man who has walked over thousands of miles, so he still has some courage. But this king has something to ask you, you are clearly just a young man, why do you dare to fight?" Walking in the plague?"

"Because I have knowledge." Song Beiyun picked up the water bottle that he carried with him and took a long sip: "It's meaningless to talk about national righteousness. I learned medicine from the old man. Wouldn't it be dereliction of duty if I refused to save him? There are some things Someone has to do it."

"That's very good." Fu Wang nodded in satisfaction: "By the way, an imperial doctor may come to ask for advice in a few days, so don't hide your secrets."

Song Beiyun chuckled: "Qiantui, you have seen the imperial doctor highly. It may take them more than ten years to learn from me."

"You boy...arrogant!" Although Fu Wang said so, his face was full of smiles: "Okay, let's deal with it, I have epidemics every year in Song Dynasty, and I'm afraid I can't handle it with you alone .”

"All right, all right." Song Beiyun bent down to tie up the leggings and then covered the mask and scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes: "Chitose, I'm off to work now."

Fu Wang nodded: "Go."

After returning to Prince Fu's Mansion, as long as his eyes were not blind, he could tell that King Fu was in a good mood, which was obviously different from the frowning in the past few days. Princess Fu was surprised when she saw him.

"My lord, did you eat honey? Why are you smiling."

King Fu changed his clothes for a private visit and sat at the table. The maid immediately came up and made tea. After he drank the tea, he said to the princess with a smile: "Today I went to the refugee's residence and saw that the plague has not yet appeared. The outbreak subsided, and I was in a good mood."

"A few days ago, you were frowning." The princess said, "How did this plague subside so easily? Do you remember that time when you were young? Ten rooms were empty, and the sky was full of rot."

"This has to start with that kid..."

King Fu was in a good mood, and his mood became much higher when he spoke. He told the concubine Song Beiyun's prediction, intervention measures, and follow-up treatment methods of the plague in detail, and he couldn't help but talk about the wonderful things. It's amazing.

"If it weren't for his young age, I really want to get him to my camp. This kid will be a good soldier in training."

"Hey, my lord. I haven't heard you praise anyone for many years. Even when you talk about officials, you always speak lightly, but why do you only favor this young man so much?"

King Fu gently twirled his beard, squinted his eyes and looked out of the window, before replying after a long time: "This child is very much like my king back then, every time I see him, he seems to have returned to his youth, but it's a pity that he has a marriage contract...it's a pity pity."

"It's a pity what a pity." The princess snorted coldly: "You are such a dead-headed person, I have already told Jin Ling'er, if you think it is appropriate to snatch it, it doesn't matter."

"You..." King Fu pointed at the princess, "How could you instruct her to do such things?"

"Oh, who doesn't feel sorry for the daughter of someone else? If she married those limp youngsters, I don't know how much trouble a lively and wonderful girl like Jin Ling'er from my family will suffer. Let me see, that child is not bad. You can suppress Jin Ling'er. Besides, you don't want to have a good son-in-law to pass on your abilities?"

"I..." King Fu fell into deep thought after saying a word, but after a while, he frowned and said, "Then what if he refuses?"

"No? What's wrong with Jin Ling'er? You're getting more and more confused as you get older, young man, you also had sister Linshuang back then. If my sister hadn't left early, wouldn't I be just an ordinary wife?"

"Jin Ling'er is someone's equal wife???" Fu Wang's eyes widened: "That's absolutely impossible!"

"You...you foolish old man." The concubine sighed, "Isn't it enough for the child to be an ordinary wife now?"

When mentioning this Fu Wang, he became very irritable, he waved his hands indiscriminately: "That's all, that's for later, don't mention it."

"You, you, do you want to see the dark knot of Jinling'er's pearl tire? I don't believe it. If they are really messing together, you can find a way to break them up. If it is true as you said Like, don't force a good Erlang to go to another country."

"I also took advantage of the opportunity to lose a daughter." Fu Wang rubbed his face vigorously: "This king knows, don't say any more..."

"Hey! Old man, you have been a prince too hard, dare to show off in front of my mother?"

"lady……"

What does it mean that the tree desires to be calm and the wind does not stop?Now King Fu is facing this situation, he no longer wants to talk about this topic, but Princess Fu is dragging him almost to toss about Song Beiyun and Jin Linger's son's name.

"The child's surname is Song. It's a good surname. You have ink in your belly. What would you call your grandson? What about your granddaughter?"

"Madam..." King Fu sighed, "I'm begging you, don't act too hastily at this time. Let the children worry about the children's affairs, don't bother me."

"You're so old, why don't you say something like letting your children to trouble you? Several of my sisters have become grandmothers a few years ago. You are going to kill me." Princess Fu said, but Crying out: "My body is gone, and I can't tell if it will disappear someday. If I don't see Jin Ling'er marrying a good man, how can I close my eyes."

Fu Wang let out a long sigh: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. In this way, if that kid can get a good name in the exam, I will discuss this matter with him."

"Are you discussing? What can you discuss? You have to let Jin Ling'er decide for herself! As long as you, an old bastard, don't get in the way."

"Fine, fine... I don't care!"

"Old man, are you impatient with me!?"

"lady……"

Chapter 87, May 5th

"No reason!"

Zhao Xing smashed the glass cup in his hand to pieces, and then walked back and forth on the ground with bare feet, regardless of the appearance of the ground, regardless of the possibility of stabbing himself with the scum on the ground.

"Official, my official..."

Wang Banban hurried forward to protect Zhao Xing with his body to prevent him from stepping on the debris on the ground, but Zhao Xing was obviously furious, but he didn't know how to express his anger.

"Wang Banban, what do you think it means for me to be the emperor?" Zhao Xing roared with a ferocious face, "If you don't let this, you won't let that, even if I say I'm going to delay the construction of the palace, I'm blocked. What a bastard!"

Thinking of the faces of those civil servants in the court today, Zhao Xing felt a tightness in his chest, wishing to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"It's said that the emperor and the courtiers are the same, but I'm fine. The civil and military men of the whole dynasty are either related to the mother or the queen, or form cliques. The emperor's order does not come down from the government. Don't you think this is a big joke? "

Zhao Xing blushed all over his face: "I would rather not be the emperor, and obediently go back to the countryside and be an idle prince!"

Wang Banban is an eunuch, he was gracious to the late Emperor, and he knew his identity well, even at this time he just lowered his head to protect Zhao Xing but refused to say a word of criticism, he just kept persuading: " Officials, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"Don't be angry... Heh, to put it lightly. If this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to become a king of subjugation. Wang Banban, tell me, should the name of my temple be called Emperor Ai or Emperor Xian?"

"The official family..."

In fact, Zhao Xing has almost lost his mind now. This kind of yelling in front of others is not allowed even by the emperor. Dozens of old men came and knelt outside the palace gate and shouted that the country will not be a country.

It may be that the emotions subsided a little after saying these few words, and Zhao Xing slowly returned to his seat: "What happened to the corruption case of the left servant of the household department last time?"

"It is said that he is an official in a different position...he was transferred to Hangzhou as the governor."

When Zhao Xing heard this, his eyes widened: "A million-dollar greedy ink...became an official in a different place? Straight mother thief!"

Really, he couldn't believe what he heard. Millions of people are so greedy. They monopolize the water control funds of Wu, Ming, Chang, Wen, and Yong states by one person, and they can still be an official in a different place.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Xing leaned back on the chair a little dejectedly: "That's great, I'm the only one who is blind in this world! Go, preach the secret decree, and let Uncle Fu bring troops to clean up the king's side. The emperor has failed, so leave me a few acres of Susukida in the countryside, and I will go back to plant mulberry."

"Official...official..."

Zhao Xing put one hand on his forehead, and snorted with a half-smile: "Wang Ban accompany you, I will be the puppet emperor... I have heard it, and there are rumors in the palace that if I am disobedient, I will be here." Build a separate garden for me outside the palace. Isn’t this confinement?”

Eunuch Wang frowned: "Officials, who spread the word? How dare you!"

"Wang Banban, don't pursue such trivial matters. Even if I find out, I can only smile sadly. What can you eunuch do? Don't toss your head to the ground."

A long sigh was uttered by Zhao and the old eunuch Wang at the same time. In fact, Zhao Xing also knew that he was just a canary trapped in the palace. At that time, he suddenly pulled him out to make trouble. I regret everything.As he said, the power in his hands has not been in his hands for a long time. Such an emperor who is surrounded by enemies is indeed not as comfortable as a prince.

In any case, as long as you are honest, your life will not be in danger, but now you are the emperor, but you are in danger every step of the way.

"It's ridiculous to think that being the emperor can show off your ambitions." Zhao Xingwu shook his head and smiled wryly: "Let me see, Bao Buqi waits for the empress to give birth to a son for me, and it's time for me to die."

"The official family... this old slave swears to protect the official family to the death."

Zhao Xing waved his hand: "If it's a daughter, I still have such a thought. Forget it, what good news these days make me happy?"

Wang Banban immediately bowed and took out the report from his sleeve: "A few days ago, a plague broke out among the victims in Luzhou. The sick people alternated between cold and fever, and died soon..."

Before he finished reading, Zhao Xing stood up suddenly: "Plague? What's the matter...God will kill me?"

Old Eunuch Wang smiled wryly and stood still without speaking. After seeing his expression, Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Read."

"King Happiness ordered more than a hundred doctors to contain the plague at the beginning with lime method, isolation method, and grouping method, but luckily it failed to spread far and wide."

Hearing this news, Zhao Xing let out a sigh of relief.

"His Royal Highness, King Fu, wants to ask the imperial hospital to send someone to Luzhou to learn the art of resisting the plague from Song Beiyun, a disciple of Wang's genius doctor."

"Oh?" Zhao Xing raised his head slightly: "Is this Song Beiyun again? Does he still have this ability?"

"I want to come to His Royal Highness, but I don't want to be greedy for merit."

Zhao Xing shook his head: "Uncle Fu Wang is not such a person, his credit is overwhelming, greed or not greed is nothing to him at all, do you still remember your mortal gold poison injury, waiting for idle doctors to be afraid If it can't cure you, it seems that Song Beiyun is indeed capable."

"Perhaps...it was a mistake."

"Bullshit." Zhao Xing spat, and became rude: "Wang Banban, you are not kind. They saved your life, but you are here to slander them in every possible way."

The old eunuch shrank his neck: "This son... is a jerk."

"How can you be an asshole for being corrupted with millions and still being an official in a different place? Who is not frivolous when you are young and successful? You, you..."

The old eunuch immediately knelt down in front of Zhao Xing: "The old servant is afraid that the official's family will get angry for a while, so he hastily granted him something..."

"Okay, I'm not like those ignorant fools." Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "Go on."

The old eunuch told Zhao Xing what had happened in Luzhou City these days in detail. As an emperor who didn't have much real power, he didn't have much entertainment on weekdays. The spy report once every five days was for him to obtain outside information. The only way, after all, is to let those civil servants give him a report, that is either singing and dancing to promote peace or the world to return to one's heart, all busy intrigue there, who will take care of the victims in the territory of King Fu.

"There are other things." After listening to the report, Zhao Xing rubbed his smooth chin: "Why do you transport a large amount of goods from merchants from other countries?"

"The old slave doesn't know..."

"If you don't know, just ask!" Zhao Xing also kicked the table dumbfoundingly: "Do you want me to ask in person?"

"Old servant, I'm going here... I'm going here..."

……

"Let me ask you, you move a piece of meat from one end to the other, and the meat is still that piece of meat. What do you have in your hand?"

"There is oil and water!" Jin Ling'er hurriedly replied: "There is no shortage of meat, but my hands are covered with oil and water."