Returning to the palace, Zhu Song did not dare to delay in the slightest, and ordered his subordinates to prepare the necessary salutes and silver, and ordered a hundred palace guards, led by Han Qingshan, to march towards An. Creek County and go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the city of Nanjing to An. Xixian County is more than 3,000 miles, and even if Zhu Song and his team rushed non-stop, it took them a full five days.

Because of the ravages of malaria, in order to prevent and control malaria in time, Zhu Song ordered people to go on a trip in advance. Jiancheng announced the political envoy and the Quanzhou government office, and notified Fu. Jian left and right political envoys and Quanzhou prefects, and went to An. Creek County Confluence.

The billowing smoke and dust were like an earth dragon, heading straight towards the gate of Anxi County.

"Quick, go to the Qing Dynasty to send the political envoy, the prefect and the master, the officials of the imperial court are here." Quiet. At the gate of Xixian County, a team of Quanzhou guards guarding the city saw the earth dragon and shouted.

While saying this, the team of Quanzhou guards tidied up their clothes and greeted them.

Da-da-da-da!

But within the distance of Rich, the earth dragon was coming in an instant.

It was led by Zhu Song, a brigade of about 120 people, looking at them wearing black cloaks, starting from the head, covering their entire bodies, if they didn't get the news in advance, I am afraid that the Quanzhou guards would not know who they were.

"Eight hundred miles in an emergency, go straight into the city!"

Zhu Song, who was in the lead, ignored these guards, and directly threw them a red arrow, and the army and horses rushed directly to An. Xi County went away.

At this moment, Fu. Jiancheng announced that the political envoys left and right made Wang Cheng and Zuo Fengming, Yin Qiang, the governor of Quanzhou, Lin Wenshu, An. Li Kun of Xizhi County had just left the county gate and was about to rush to the direction of the city gate.

At this time, the sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded, and a team of black-robed people came on horseback and stopped in front of the county office.

"This king is Zhu Song!" Zhu Song, who was at the front, turned over and dismounted, took off the hat on his head, and revealed an identity token to Wang Cheng and the others.

"Shimonoseki Fu. Jianzuo political envoy Wang Cheng, right political envoy Zuo Fengming, Quanzhou prefect Yin Qiang, Quanzhou governor Lin Wenshu, An. Li Kun of Xizhi County has seen His Royal Highness King Han! ”

Good fortune. Jiancheng announced that the political envoys of the political envoy department had met Zhu Song in Nanjing City, and coupled with the identity token in Zhu Song's hand, they naturally confirmed Zhu Song's identity.

So, all the Ann. The high-level officials of Xi County bowed down to Zhu Song in unison.

"Excuse me, everybody." Zhu Song said with a flat face: "Two days ago, this king asked people to send news in an urgent manner, asking you to prepare a large amount of Artemisia annua and wormwood, how are you prepared?" ”

"If you go back to Your Highness, Xiaguan has mobilized the power of the entire Fujian Province to collect Artemisia annua and wormwood, and as of early this morning, each has collected a hundred stones, and all of them have been sent to Xiahe Village according to your orders, and many more will be sent in the future." Zuo Fengming stood up straight and said, "Lord Wang, why don't we go in and talk?" ”

"No need!" Zhu Song shook his head and said directly: "Human life is at stake, let's go to Xiahe Village now." ”

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Xiahe Village is located in Ann. The southeast of Xi County, near the sea, and what is commendable is that there is a small river in Xiahe Village, which is not big, but it is living water, and the fresh water eaten by the villagers is even directly drawn from the small river.

More than half an hour later, Zhu Song and the others rushed to the outside of Xiahe Village.

In the distance, I saw some heavily armed Quanzhou guards standing at the bottom of a mountain road.

"Xiahe Village is just behind that small ridge, and this road is the only way out." Quiet. Xixian ordered Li Kun to get off the horse, pointed to the path and introduced to Zhu Song.

"Hmm." Zhu Song nodded, looked at the road on this small hill, and said, "Let's continue to walk inside." ”

"Lord Wang, you, do you really want to go in?" Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and directly grabbed Zhu Song, and persuaded him: "Lord Wang, you still talk about the prevention and control plan, and the specific ones will be implemented by the lower officials and others in the village!" ”

"This king is not here to be happy with you!" Zhu Song glanced at Wang Cheng, shook his head and said, "Since you have come to this Xiahe Village, how can you let you in, and this king will see the excitement?" ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Okay, you still need to prepare before entering the village!" ”

While saying this, Zhu Song stretched out his hand to the back, and suddenly a soldier copied some cloth bags from the horses, but the two sides of the blankets were empty, and he didn't know what they were for.

"Go, and divide all the cloth that is on the horse in two, and fill the empty blanket with wormwood, and let the brethren wrap it around their waists." Zhu Song commanded the palace guards who were holding cloth bags.

After hearing Zhu Song's instructions, they immediately came to the first few horses that did not sit on the back, unloaded the five sacks on them, grabbed the wormwood brought all the way from Nanjing City, stuffed it directly into the blanket, and then distributed it to the brothers.

Zhu Song, Zuo Fengming, and Wang Cheng also shared one.

There are so many wormwoods tied to the body, I am afraid that those mosquitoes will hide from a distance.

"I remember that I asked you to make some muslin hats, right?" Zhu Song suddenly remembered something and said, "Where is it?" Don't tell the king that you didn't bring it here. ”

"Hmm, the muslin mask you asked us to make should be for the sake of wearing it on the head, right?" Zuo Fengming said a little strangely, "Although our Quanzhou is a little hot, it's only June now, and it's not so hot, so you shouldn't be able to wear a hat, right?" ”

"I remember that the letter made it very clear that malaria is mainly transmitted and infected by mosquitoes, right?" Zhu Song glanced at Zuo Fengming, and his brows furrowed suddenly, "You guys, didn't make it?" ”

To be honest, they still couldn't believe what Zhu Song wrote in the letter.

However, as subordinate officials, they naturally have to obey the orders of the superiors.

"It's done, it's done." Wang Cheng smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It's just that those hats are still in Anxi County, and they haven't been sent." ”

"Wasting someone else's time is murder!" Zhu Song's face turned cold, "Give you six quarters of an hour, and you must send all the made spun gauze hats over as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, the next official will do it!" Li Kun heard from Zhu Song's tone that this master was angry, where did he dare to slack off, and hurriedly arranged the matter.

After waiting for an hour, some officials finally rushed back with some supplies.

"Huh, you're really fast?" Zhu Song snorted coldly and said, "Come, put on the muslin hood, and all the cuffs, trouser legs and collar are all tied tightly for this king, covering all the exposed skin, so as not to give mosquito bites!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang!" Zhu Song's words were clearly not for Wang Cheng and them, but it was them who answered, there was no way, they were at a loss!

More than a hundred people, all hidden behind the thin tent of fine yarn, crossed the ridge in a mighty way, and went straight to Xiahe Village.

Actually, there was no need for those muslin hats, everyone was tied with a cloth coat full of wormwood, and the body exuded a strong smell of wormwood, and they choked when they smelled it, let alone mosquitoes.

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Beyond the ridge, a village appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Compared with the village in Nanjing, this village is obviously much larger, and the houses in it are built with southern Fujian characteristics, and every one of them looks very good.

But when Zhu Song and the others really entered the village, they found that although the village seemed to be built on a large scale and quite atmospheric on the surface, it was a bit sluggish, and the main road of the village was basically empty.

You know, it's daytime now, in the past, the people are setting up cauldrons on the side of the street, facing the street, roasting and making tea side by side, and the people in the village walk with satisfied smiles on their faces.

But now? The doors of every house are closed, there is not even a person on the road, and it is extremely depressed.

"It seems that everyone in the village is in danger of making this malaria trouble!"

Walking in the village, looking at the empty village, Zhu Song's face showed worry: "By the way, what about those wormwoods?" After a while, you ask the soldiers guarding outside to dry the roads that surround the village, and when they are dried, burn the wormwood in the village and outside the village, and smoke it inside and outside the village! ”

"Yes, my lord, the lower official will order it now." Yin Qiang, the prefect of Quanzhou, nodded and trotted out.

In fact, those wormwoods have been concentrated and dried by the Quanzhou guards. In the weather of the stream, some of the wormwood that has been exposed to the sun for only three or four days can even be burned directly.

After walking along the village for half an hour, just as he turned to another road, an old woman with a gray beard and a slightly old face suddenly appeared from a nearby house.

The old woman saw Zhu Song and them, especially when she saw that it was Ann. When Xixian ordered Li Kun, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he knelt down and kowtowed, and pleaded with tears:

"Master, county master, please, save your little grandson! He's only six years old this year, and he's only six years old! You save him, you save him! ”

Everyone stopped, Li Kun took two steps forward, looked at the old woman, and said, "Aunt Li, you ......"

"Li County Order, what are you doing with so much nonsense? Go to her house! Zhu Song threw out a sentence behind him.

Zhu Song's words were much more effective than Li County's order, and he took a few palace guards, as well as several imperial doctors from the Taiyao Supervision Office, including Chen Shu, and followed Aunt Li to a mansion in a hurry.

When I entered the courtyard, the first thing that caught my eye was a large urn placed in front of the lobby of the back room, which was open and buzzing with floaters all over it.

What made Zhu Song frown the most was that there was not even a curtain on the lobby door, and people let those mosquitoes fly in and out of the lobby.

As soon as Zhu Song and the others approached the entrance of the lobby, the mosquitoes that kept flying around the big urn immediately buzzed over, but before they could get close, they turned around and flew away.

Nonsense, Zhu Song and them all have wormwood bags on them, and the whole thing is moving wormwood, and it's strange that those mosquitoes dare to fly over.

"Go out and have someone bring more wormwood, and smoke it in this yard and in the house, and get rid of all the damned mosquitoes." Zhu Song looked at the big urn and said, "There are so many mosquitoes, if you don't drive them all away, I'm afraid it will soon spread to the villages around Xiahe Village." ”

The order was given, and immediately a soldier went out to get wormwood.

Zhu Song, what about their side? He waved his hand to drive away mosquitoes at the entrance of the lobby and entered the lobby.

After entering the room, everyone saw a little boy lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, and his body was covered with several layers of quilts, but he still seemed to be recuperated from the wind and cold, and he kept shivering, the fine sweat on his forehead overflowed, and his mouth was still unconsciously shouting cold.

"Imperial Doctor Chen, go and show this child." Zhu Song commanded.

"Yes."

Chen Shu hurriedly walked over, then took off the gloves he was wearing, pulled the little boy's hand out of the quilt without hesitation, and then raised his hand to put it on and take the pulse.

A few guards, I don't know where to take out a big fan, then took out some wormwood from the cloth jacket, tied it to the fan, and kept following the fan, obviously coaxing mosquitoes, it seems that there are a lot of mosquitoes flying in this room!

After the time for tea, Chen Shu let go of his hand and put his arm back into the quilt, and then broke the little boy's eyes to look at it.

After lowering his head and thinking about it, Chen Shu said: "Lord Wang, it is indeed malaria. ”

"Oh?"

Although Zhu Song is good at external injuries, he still has a little understanding of this kind of internal disease, and he can see the external symptoms of malaria, he nodded and said, "Imperial Doctor Chen, how did you treat malaria in the past?" ”

"Lord, malaria mostly occurs in summer and autumn, and the symptoms of malaria are still different, and the treatment methods for malaria are also different. It can reconcile the inside and the outside, clear the heat and protect the Jin, or dissolve the turbidity and open the body. ”

When he said this, Chen Shu's expression was a little gloomy: "It's just that the effect of this treatment is not good, it can be said that as long as this person has malaria, the rest is basically death." ”

As soon as Chen Shu's voice landed, the old woman cried again: "Woo, my poor grandson, you have to ...... at such a young age."

Zhu Song immediately frowned: "Imperial Doctor Chen, although this king knows that Artemisia annua can treat malaria, but whether it is applied externally or internally, this king is not very clear. Specifically, it is up to you to choose how to use it, of course, this king will propose some plans, whether to adopt it or not, it depends on you. ”

"It doesn't matter." Chen Shu waved his hand and said: "Artemisia annua is a heat-clearing but evil herb, even if it can't cure malaria, it won't have any bad effect on patients with malaria." ”

"That's fine." Zhu Song nodded, "Then the king put forward two suggestions, one is to directly mash the artemisia annua and let the child drink it." The other is to boil water with Artemisia annua, so that the child can take all the Artemisia annua water. ”

After listening to Zhu Song's words, Wang Cheng immediately instructed his subordinates, saying, "Quickly, quickly follow the method of His Royal Highness Han Wangcai, and find another person who has malaria, and try it at the same time." ”