"Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda, the most important thing now is propaganda." On the second floor of the Lin Family Inn, Zhou Qingfeng was standing on the stage waving his hands and shouting loudly. In front of him were several cores in his team, including Xu Bing, Old Man Sun, Sun Ren and others. What was more surprising was that Tan Feng, who had only been here for a few days, also sat in the corner to observe, and was stunned for a while.

"The focus now is to use this incident to launch a propaganda offensive to make the people in the west of the city understand the dire situation they are in, and to make them understand that they can only be safe if they rely on us closely.

Didn't we recruit a few poor old scholars and let them go out on the streets to preach? And spend money to get a few storytellers, so that you can spread the word about today's events everywhere. It is necessary to publicize the brilliance of humanity in today's incident, for example, our Tan Yashi did a good job, arrived at the first time, treated him as quickly as possible, and was fearless and fearless, which is worthy of praise. ”

After dealing with the emergency situation on the streets, the first thing Zhou Qingfeng did when he came back was not to immediately deal with the possible plague, but to arrange propaganda work. He just wanted to take this great opportunity to strengthen his ties with the thousands of people and households in the west of the city, and to enhance his prestige, for which he could do whatever it takes.

The propaganda task did not arouse any objections, including Wang Kunpeng and Cai Zhiwei, and others nodded in agreement, got up and went to arrange. Tan Feng was named and praised, and he was stunned, but he had follow-up work to do. However, before everyone left, Xu Bing deliberately stood up and handed out the potion to everyone.

"Typhoid fever is a virulent infectious disease, and there is no special cure for ordinary doctors. However, we have specialized medications. Xu Bing brought a bucket of potion for each person to drink a small bowl. When everyone heard that there was medicine to prevent it, they all drank it happily, even Zhou Qingfeng was no exception.

Xu Bing specially reminded everyone to pay attention to food hygiene and not to eat unclean, raw and cold food. This point has been emphasized by Zhou Qingfeng many times in the past, and everyone should also go down. And when the propaganda meeting was over, Xu Bing approached Zhou Qingfeng's side and whispered: "You plan to do propaganda for this incident?" What should I do next? ”

"What do you think is going to follow?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Typhoid fever is caused by typhoid bacilli, which is a very terrible and even incurable disease at present. Once it spreads, the casualties will be very heavy. However, we have a lot of targeted drugs in the health center in the remote island of time and space, and the most symptomatic is chloramphenicol. Today's typhoid bacilli are not resistant to antibiotics and can be controlled in very small amounts.

The chloramphenicol you got has been turned into a potion by me, and is currently being distributed everywhere like Coptis poption, mainly for the infirm first, and then to the residents of the western part of the city. I believe that this incident can be passed smoothly. Now the only thing to think about is the 'Xiuchun Building', I don't understand why a brothel is targeting us? ”

Xu Bing's consideration is a normal response. Zhou Qingfeng first sneered at her question: "Why? Because we took in the women who had escaped from that brothel. The report was sent directly to me, and you may not have seen it yet. I didn't expect a brothel bustard to come up with such an idea to retaliate, but the focus now is not on 'Xiuchun Lou'. ”

"You're not going to settle this 'Xiuchun Building'?" In Xu Bing's opinion, Zhou Qingfeng must want to take revenge on 'Xiuchun Tower', maybe kill a few people.

But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said with a cold face: "The practice of 'Xiuchun Tower' reminded me that there is nothing more terrible in this world than the plague. It doesn't matter if it's a massive outbreak or just a small area. I'm going to let this plague spread. ”

"What are you going to do?" Xu Bing's face was puzzled.

"We have a cure."

"What are you going to do, I asked?"

"As you say, Nurhachi is likely to launch an attack on Fushun in advance."

"Go on......."

"I don't want to run away somewhere else. I'm not content with just gathering a few hundred people in Fushun, making some money, and then being driven away like a lost dog. I want to fight Nurhachi here. The current Nurhachi is not strong enough, and when he really starts to attack the Ming Dynasty and obtains a large number of people and materials, it will not be something we can easily touch. ”

"What does this have to do with the plague?"

"I'm going to use this plague to seize power."

"So you're going to take the initiative to spread this plague?"

"The four patients we took in had a lot of typhoid bacilli on their bodies. I arranged for Mr. Sun to throw their excrement into the well in the city. According to the book, an outbreak of foodborne typhoid fever took only forty-eight hours, and within two days the entire city would be hit by the plague. When the time comes, we will be the only ones who will be on a safe island.

The officials and masters of the Fushun Thousand Households were helpless in the face of the plague and retreated. The people here will cling to me in the fear of death, submit to me, worship me, and I will have access to great human and material resources, and the whole city will be under my control. Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand and clenched his fist, looking fierce.

"That's going to kill a lot of people." Xu Bing said coldly.

"So what? When Nurhachi came, they either died or were taken as slaves. It's better to die a part in exchange for the survival of more people. Being used by me can still have some practical effect, which is better than the population in the city being wasted by Li Yongfang's idiot.

Do you still remember the book "A Brief History of the Ming and Qing Wars" that I dug out of the library of the technical school? It is clearly written that in the Battle of Fushun in 1618, Houjin plundered 300,000 people and livestock in Fushun and the surrounding areas. You must know that Nurhachi's total population is less than 500,000 now, and if I don't do it, he will make a lot of money. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was very serious, and his indifferent face showed that he was not joking, but was seriously implementing a plan. Xu Bing was also very serious, but he roared with anger on his face: "You bastard, why don't you discuss this kind of thing with me?" Do you think I'm going to get in the way? ”

"So now that I've said it, do you agree or disagree?"

Xu Bing, with his experience as a criminal policeman, habitually stared at Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, and aggressively took the initiative to step forward to narrow the distance between the two until their chests were about to touch. People who are not strong-willed will often avoid it under the pressure of her move, either bowing their heads or retreating.

But Zhou Qingfeng just confronted him coldly, and even said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I think you are actually very similar to me, you have a conscience and a bottom line, but when you should be ruthless, you will be ruthless, and you will not be a bad person." Maybe I should really thank you for not shooting me when you pretended to be a psychiatric teacher. ”

Xu Bing stared at Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, and words popped out of his mouth word by word: "Remember to inform me the next time you make such a major decision, the discussion between the two can avoid a lot of blind spots." Don't forget, the two of us are in this together. I won't get in your way, and I'll help you do better. ”

After speaking, Xu Bing turned around and left.

Zhou Qingfeng shouted behind her: "What do you want to do when you come to this world?" ”

"I want to know what you want to do first?"

"I want to change the world."

"I want to change it too."

Both of them smiled slightly, but their eyes were indescribably cold.

That night, Mr. Sun sent people to other parts of the city to release the source of infection. Due to the excellent effect of the propaganda during the day, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the whole Fushun was obviously in an inexplicable panic, and the floodgates of all the streets were locked and closed. The real launch still needs the human-faced demon, a guy who can pass through the wall, to do it.

Zhou Qingfeng originally ordered the infection to be put into the well water, but Xu Bing reminded that in the current cold weather, the water can only be drunk after heating, but the typhoid bacillus is not heat-tolerant.

Water transmission is inefficient, and it is faster to spread it directly through food, or even droplets, so the black smoke of the Human-Faced Demon carries the source of the disease directly on the nose of the sleeping person in the dark night.

The first to suffer is the culprit of this incident - the old bustard girl of 'Xiuchun Building'. Zhou Qingfeng directly ordered that the same method should be used to punish this vicious woman.

After Hua Niang, Zhou Qingfeng's target was the government officials in other parts of the city. The Fushun authorities also became frightened during the daytime propaganda offensive, and the Fushun guerrilla Li Yongfang even immediately ordered martial law to be imposed in the city during the day, prohibiting the movement of idle people and others on the streets, and even restricting the activities of traders.

But the official orders need to be carried out by the most inconspicuous officials, otherwise everything is empty talk. Most of the grassroots law enforcers in ancient times were not good people, and they were the main force that oppressed the people, and these people were also the minions of the senior bureaucrats who exploited the bottom of the society, and Zhou Qingfeng had no sense of guilt for trapping them.

And as long as all the officials at the grassroots level fall ill, what is the use of bureaucrats like Li Yongfang? Zhou Qingfeng can guarantee that this Fushun guerrilla order will not be able to get out of the official office. And as long as these servants fall ill, their power will inevitably run around, and no one will be able to suppress them, and then the plague will really break out.

In addition to the grassroots personnel who may obstruct his actions, Zhou Qingfeng also ordered Xu Bing to make a list of urban criminals, and also targeted some scoundrels, profiteers, and unscrupulous literati who usually run amok against the law. Among them is the famous traitor Fan Wencheng in later generations, but this guy is not in Fushun at the moment, but studying in Shenyang County, and he can't find anyone.

Overnight, the human-faced demon entered the house through the wall and kept sowing the source of the disease. Since these targets were all ordinary people who had not cultivated, they had no ability to resist in the face of Zhou Qingfeng's ruthless and vicious tactics. He stood on the three-story roof of the Lin Family Inn at night, and opened his eyes to observe the entire Fushun City—purple, extremely strong purple.

This means that crises and opportunities coexist, and it is a major crisis and a huge opportunity that is coming to Zhou Qingfeng.

"What are you looking at here?" Xu Bing stood beside Zhou Qingfeng wrapped in a leather coat, and the cold night wind blew on her face, and the chill was biting. The city was dark in her eyes, with only a few lights lit up, bright and dark.

"I'm deducing my plan." Zhou Qingfeng said in a low voice, "Sooner or later, the bureaucrats in Fushun will notice that their minions have been cut off by me, and big businessmen like Wang Kai will also understand that the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for them." Even Nurhachi, who was far away in Hetuala, must have been getting information about Fushun. I am dealing with others in secret, and others must be dealing with me in secret. ”

Xu Bing gently grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arm and said, "You have revealed your identity today, and the best way to deal with you is to assassinate you." ”

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, deeply convinced.

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