Zhu Pingjin sent Qin descendants to stay in the guest, and he led the team back to the palace. After months of pampering, he now misses his cool, airy, down-to-earth office. In an environment surrounded by hot white light, he found it difficult for him to calm down. Could it be that after a few months of being rich and handsome, his mind and body are inevitably corrupted?

The big wooden wheels of the cart bumped against the stone slabs of the street, and it was very uncomfortable to sit on, and the speed of progress was also very slow. Suddenly, the guard of honor in front of him stopped, and Zhu Pingjin could vaguely hear the panicked shouts of adults and the cries of children. As the commander of the guard platoon, it is Wei Chen's duty to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations. He shook the reins of his steed, ran ahead to check on the situation, and in a short time came back like a gust of wind to report:

At the entrance of Furen Hall in front, there were many people who saw a doctor today, and there was a long queue. A patient with a large head plague was carried by his family and had to cut the queue, which caused a riot.

Big-headed plague! Pestilence! Contagious disease! Fu Ren Tang! Wife!

Zhu Pingjian's brain flashed through these keywords like lightning. He couldn't care about the gaffe, and got up at the chariot station with a bang, and he didn't care if the elytra of the wing was crooked by the canopy on the roof of the chariot.

Careless! In addition to Zhang Xianzhong, the plague also costs Lao Tzu's life! The plague is like an earthquake, it doesn't matter if you are a commoner or a prince, the judge of Hades has pointed to you, and you can't escape!

Wei Chen was beside him, but Zhu Pingjin pointed to the front with his hand and shouted loudly:

"Wei Chen! Immediately led the troops up, surrounded the family members of the patients with the big head plague, and strictly quarantined! No one is allowed to come near! Do not come near yourselves! Speak from afar! Cover your mouth and nose when you speak! If the patient's family members do not listen to the command and dare to storm the encirclement line, they will be killed on the spot! ”

Wei Chen replied yes, and hurriedly shouted at the soldiers to run forward. He is still young, and he doesn't know what kind of demon and monster this big head plague is, so he was so shocked that the son of the world was so confused.

Wei Chen went, but Zhu Pingjin was still standing on the chariot, and successively issued a long list of orders to the attendants around him: Cheng Xiangfeng quickly informed the governor Yamen; The curtain of the chariot was heavy, and it was immediately pulled and cut into long strips with a knife; Let Commander Yu send troops over to implement traffic control in nearby neighborhoods, prohibiting vehicles, horses and pedestrians from passing; The good doctor of the royal palace is coming to report immediately. Zhu Pingjin also personally demonstrated to the surroundings, folding the cut cord into several layers and tying it tightly around the mouth and nose, exposing only the eyes outside.

Seeing that the people around him covered their mouths and noses, the long strips of cloth were also delivered to the soldiers in front. Only then did Zhu Pingjin jump off the carriage and walk towards Furentang in front.

Fu Ren Hall is not far from the street in front. The façade is very wide, about six or seven rooms. He hadn't been here since the crossing, and he hadn't met his future father-in-law. Zhu Pingjin stood under the eaves of the door of Furentang and looked inside, and smelled the strong smell of medicine coming from inside, so he passed through Furentang and walked briskly towards the soldiers in a circle in front of him. The soldiers on the encirclement mission stopped a tall middle-aged uncle, who was arguing with Wei Chen about something in a fiery mood.

Zhu Pingjian's status is precious, but he will not personally participate in the quarrel with the reckless man. After more than ten steps, he shouted to his guard platoon leader: "Wei Chen! What are you hesitating about, why don't you tie this reckless man with a rope? ”

Zhu Pingjin ordered, and Wei Chen and the uncle immediately stopped arguing. The soldiers all around him stopped talking, and the surroundings were suddenly much quieter. Only the groans of the sick and the sobs of the woman were still clearly heard from the encirclement.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Zhu Pingjin together.

Wrong! Zhu Pingjin immediately felt a subtle change in the air. Did you say it wrong? Can't this uncle catch it? He looked at it and found that this uncle looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere!

"Doctor Luo! This plague is going to be passed on! The subordinates are strictly isolated by the order of the prince, Doctor Luo! Don't make it difficult for your subordinates! Wei Chen said the word "Luo Shenyi" out loud twice in one sentence, for fear that Zhu Pingjin would not hear it clearly.

Finished! Doctor Luo, Luo Xiaoer, and the preset image in Zhu Pingjin's head suddenly collapsed, and he had to connect with the tall and majestic migrant workers in front of him. What about the legendary crane-haired childish face? What about the legendary Dao Bone Immortal Wind? Vanished in an instant.

It is not accurate to say that Zhu Pingjin has never seen his father-in-law, he had a hot rash shortly after birth, and small red sores were all over his body. At that time, the good doctor of the palace was helpless, so the princess secretly invited the famous Luo Xiaoer to enter the palace for diagnosis and treatment. As a result, Luo Xiaoer threw Zhu Pingjin into the barrel and played a potion bath. Why do you say secretly? Because of the fucking law of the Ming Dynasty, the feudal princes in various places had to ask for doctors in the society, and they had to report to the emperor in Beijing for approval. It's just that the road between Chengdu and Jingshi is really far away, and when the emperor approves it, it is estimated that the only son of the legal heir and princess of the Shu Wangfu has festered all over his body and died in Huangquan. This matter was naturally regarded by the princess as her important political achievement project, and she talked about it countless times in front of Zhu Pingjin.

The wind was not in the right direction, and Zhu Pingjin immediately thought of two options. One is to turn around and leave, go back to the chariot to change clothes and face covering, and then come back again, resolutely not knowing the person who just spoke; The second is to immediately admit the mistake, affirm that those who do not know are not guilty, and promise not to commit it again next time.

Which one to choose, only made the battle-hardened Zhu Pingjin hesitate for a moment. He tore off the face covering, revealed his face, and quickly bowed down and said:

"My father-in-law is on top, and my son-in-law is polite! The son-in-law was so anxious that he couldn't recognize ......"

If you are not married, it is considered an engagement, and besides, the parents of both parties agree, and calling your father-in-law is not considered to take advantage of the woman.

The old man was really angry: "I am a doctor!" It is my duty to heal the sick and save people, so why do you want the soldiers to prevent me from seeing a doctor? ”

Zhu Pingjin looked at the soldiers who were ready to watch the excitement, and thought that his great glory could not be ruined here. He said with a straight face: "The doctor is benevolent, and the father-in-law's benevolence and righteousness make the son-in-law admire it to the fullest!" It's just that the son-in-law has a word, and it's inconvenient to say it here...... Can I invite my father-in-law into the store? ”

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out. Zhu Pingjin had a respectful attitude and a humble demeanor, although Doctor Luo was very dissatisfied, it was not good to have an immediate attack. He snorted, "Yes, but faster!" Don't delay the treatment of patients! ”

"That's nature! Father-in-law, please! Zhu Pingjin smiled and helped the young and powerful Luo Shen Doctor into Furen Hall.

Cross the threshold and enter the main hall. Outside there is going to be death or life, but inside Furen Hall is orderly. Zhu Pingjin looked at it, and every room was opened, leaving only dark red beams and columns. Facing the street, there is a long row of counters; Between the counter and the wall, there is a whole row of tall medicine cabinets. On the dense small drawers of the medicine cabinet, there are red copper handles. On the handle, a small label clearly indicates the type of medication in the drawer.

At the counter, six or seven guys were busy: dispensing medicine to customers on a small pocket scale, or wrapping medicine with paper and string. Many customers stood outside the counter, watching the rapid movement of the guys' hands, waiting to get their medicine and hurry away.

"Father-in-law, let's talk in the middle?" Zhu Pingjin said tentatively.

"Just say it right there!" Doctor Luo pointed to the left side of the Furen Hall, where there was a space and two chairs and a coffee table. It seems that this is the place where the lobby is inquired, where countless patients' hands, feet, and bodies have touched.

"Then please take a seat with your father-in-law!" Zhu Pingjin said helplessly.

……

"This is a plague, does my father-in-law know it?" Zhu Pingjin regretted it after speaking, feeling that his level of speaking was too low.

"I'm a doctor, so I know!"

Fortunately, there were no seizures.

"Do you know what kind of plague it is, father-in-law?" Zhu Pingjin quickly recalled his wife's fragmented description of her father, and at the same time quickly sorted out his own thoughts, slowly trying to lead the conversation to the topic that the old man was interested in.

"I naturally have to see it before I know it. Does the Son already know? ”

Doctor Luo's tone was still not smooth, and it seemed that he had to continue to work hard.

"The son-in-law only cares about the safety of his father-in-law, and he hasn't had time to see the patient yet."

"Could it be that the prince of the world also understands medical skills? Why don't we talk after we've seen it together? As he spoke, the old man straightened up.

Hey, it looks like we have to tell the truth!

Zhu Pingjin hurriedly got up and stopped in front of his father-in-law: "Although the son-in-law doesn't know medical skills, the son-in-law knows what kind of disease this is!" ”

A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. Speaking of the cause, the old man became interested and sat back again.

"Oh? Tell me about it! ”

"This is the plague! Those who are infected with this epidemic often have a sudden high fever, or gibberish, or uncontrollable behavior, or the body is swollen, and even the blood is black. After the onset of the disease, he will die in a day or a few days......"

"Wait, how does the prince know in such detail?"

Of course, Zhu Pingjin can't say that he has watched movies with the Black Death in Europe as the background of the era before, let alone that the provincial medical committee of the Department of Health to prevent infectious diseases in the past year has to hand over the summary of the past year and the arrangements for the next year to Zhu Pingjin every year. Before the person who sent the report left, he usually had to leave a special message: Please ask Director Zhu to review and correct it hard! And then .......

"My father-in-law, the reason why my son-in-law knows about the plague is because I got the report of the imperial court...... This year, there is a great drought in Henan, thieves are rampant, and there is a major epidemic, and the people of a province are no longer one in ten. The newspaper said......"

"Shizi, don't tell the grass people about the court." Doctor Luo shook his hand and believed Zhu Pingjian's intelligence source, "You can explain this plague to the old man clearly!" ”

Fight! For the lifelong happiness of my wife, rush!

Making up his mind, overcoming all difficulties, digging deep into a certain word in his heart, Zhu Pingjin immediately pieced together a tragic scene of the plague in his brain, ready to describe it in detail.

"The name of this disease is called plague, and as the name suggests, the cause is the ...... of sick rats."

Zhu Pingjin had just entered the state of speech, but was interrupted by an unexpected situation.

An old man with crane hair and a childish face and a fairy style wore the official uniform set by the imperial court and prepared at his own expense, changed three steps into two steps, and broke in.

"If the next official is late, the crime deserves death! Please go home immediately!

This person Zhu Pingjin confessed: it was Li Liangde, the former famous imperial doctor of the former Jingshi Tai Hospital, who was a good doctor in the palace and was a good doctor in the palace, and was a six-stone and six-bucket in the eighth grade.

Li Liangyi saw that Zhu Pingjin did not react in time when he heard his words, so he knelt in front of Zhu Pingjin with a brisk step.

"Xiaguan asks the prince to return home quickly!"

The prince hasn't moved yet.

Li Liangde was furious, and he swooped up from in front of Zhu Pingjin, as fast as a rocket in the sky.