Fortunately, Song Yi and the others did not have any trouble along the way, and entered Bashu unimpeded and came to Bazhong.

Officials of all sizes such as the prefect of Bazhong, the prefect of the prefecture, and the prefect of the county all greeted him at the post station, and everyone had a relaxed expression on their faces.

Zhu Xi knew that these local officials were also under tremendous pressure these days. Not only curses from the people, but also reproaches from the court and saints.

Since the outbreak of the plague, the local officials in Bazhong have changed wave after wave, but these people are very good at letting them write articles and slap sycophants, and shirk their responsibilities, and let them deal with such a dangerous, highly contagious and contagious plague and the secondary injuries caused by the plague, such as riots, violence, and crime.

It's really embarrassing for them! However, even the difficulties and challenges are not the reason for the current predicament of Pakistan and China.

Zhu Xi glared angrily at the local officials at the gate of the post station, "The emperor ordered this king to deal with the affairs of Bazhong, and all walks of life in the military and government should take the lead of this king." It is okay to get by, sloppy and blamed, yang and yin are violated, and it will never be allowed here in this king. If this king finds that there are people who are corrupt and disregard for human life, this king can ask the emperor to behead first and then play! Ladies and gentlemen, have you heard clearly? ”

"Hear clearly" The local officials in Bazhong trembled, shocked by the momentum of the true king.

Song Yi also saw the real king handling government affairs at close range for the first time, seeing the man's iron-faced selfless and upright appearance, Song Yi worshiped from the bottom of his heart, and the whole person was full of love.

Zhu Youde next to him looked at his mother, and suddenly had an expression of "being a nymphomaniac", just like the expression of a fat girl in Silver Wing Village looking at herself, goosebumps all over her body rose, "Mother, why do you look at your father with that kind of look?" ”

"What kind of eyes?" Song Yi was stunned by his son's question, and he didn't know what Zhu Youde meant for a while.

"It's like the chubby girl in the east of the village used to look at me. She always wanted to play with me, and I didn't want to play with her. The way my mother looked at my father just now was the same as a fat girl," Zhu Youde said, tilting his head.

His son's words made Song Yi such a cheeky person also blush.

Chunxiang saw that the princess was deflated in front of the young master, and secretly covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhu Youci on the side still didn't know the situation at the scene, and surrounded Song Yi very curiously, looking at the rare "ashamed" expression on Song Yi's face.

Song Yi pretended to be angry and said, "You read it wrong, I didn't look at your father like that?" Isn't that a nymphomaniac? ”

"Nymphomaniac?" Zhu Youde looked very puzzled, and he heard a new term from his mother.

Song Yi was speechless for a while, but looking at his son's "thirsty for knowledge" expression, he had to explain, "refers to a fanatical state of dementia obsession when someone sees a good-looking person of the opposite sex, usually accompanied by symptoms such as excitement, love drooling or can't help screaming."

"Oh, so this is a nymphomaniac," Haruka and Zhu Youde said in unison.

Song Yi saw that the two of them were weird, so he pretended to ignore them, "Okay, hurry up and clean up, we're leaving"

As soon as Song Yi's words fell, the True King walked in with the frost.

Song Yi saw that the true king's face was ugly, and he knew that it should be very bad to ask about Bazhong's situation outside just now.

Song Yi personally poured a glass of water and served it to the true king.

Zhu Xi took the water, drank it all, looked at the woman's eager and concerned eyes, and said, "The situation inside is even worse than we imagined before."

"What the hell is going on?" Song Yi asked Chunxiang to leave with the two children, and he sat down next to the man and asked.

Zhu Xi didn't think about hiding it, so he said bluntly, "Just now Governor Meng told me that it has been raining continuously in Bazhong for half a month, and in order to avoid contact with people who are sick, people with mild symptoms have been concentrated in temporary shacks. There is a lack of medical care, and the disease has worsened, and now dozens of people are dying every day, several times faster than before."

"So serious? I thought it was just starting to rain here" Song Yi thought that when they first entered Bazhong, it happened to be raining, and she didn't think much about it at the time, but now it seems that it has rained for so many days in a row, which is even worse for Bazhong, which is located in the basin.

In addition, after so many days of strict lockdown, food, medicinal materials, and clothing are very scarce, which is a very difficult situation for normal people, not to mention that they are now in dire straits, and people are in a panic.

Song Yi can imagine that such continuous rain is a blow to the prevention and control of the plague and the safety of the people.

"Hey, I wish this bad weather would have passed sooner. Hurry up after the rain and the sky will be clear," Song Yi said as he looked at the drizzle outside.

Perhaps God really heard the prayers of the people of Bazhong. The next day, it rained and the sky was clear, and it was rare to see the sun.

And the people were very happy.

At this moment, Song Yi, who was in the prefect's yamen, was also very happy.

"You just said it yesterday, and it's sunny today. You are really a golden mouth," Zhu Xi said happily.

"It's not my credit. This is God's refusal, the people of Bazhong are too miserable," Song Yi didn't dare to be greedy.

After the family finished breakfast, Song Yi heard Xiao Hei say that Governor Meng was inquiring and waiting. Then she knew that the true king must go into the village and visit the field.

Song Yi pretended to be casual and asked, "Governor Meng, did you let him come here so early?" ”

"It's hard to get the sun today. I want to go in and see what the damage is like."

"I'm going too," Song Yi said.

"Nonsense" Zhu Xi immediately refused, "I already told you yesterday, and now the situation is even worse." You'd better stay in the house honestly. Don't go anywhere."

"It's because I know the situation is not good that I want to go. I know what you're worried about, but I have a way to keep everyone safe."

"You?" Zhu Xi was a little suspicious, after all, even the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were helpless against the plague, let alone Song Yi, who didn't understand medical science?

"You don't believe me?" Song Yi was questioned, and he was still a little unhappy.

"I asked Imperial Physician Chen and Imperial Physician Li yesterday, and they both said that the plague in Bazhong was extremely contagious, and it was more severe than previous plagues. They weren't sure they could control it. Don't take any risks just to worry about me."

Song Yi knew that this time he entered Bazhong, and the emperor also selected two very experienced doctors from the Tai Hospital, one surnamed Chen and the other surnamed Li. Both have been practicing medicine for more than 30 years and are experienced veterans. Their words were naturally listened to by Zhu Xi in his heart.

To say that before he came, Zhu Xi didn't want Song Yi to get too close to the epidemic area, but now after listening to the words of the two imperial doctors, he is even more reluctant to let Song Yi go out.

But how could Song Yi do what the true king wanted, and hide in the prefect's yamen when he came here?