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Li Su sighed,

"When Lu Wenxi brought the horse meat, I shouldn't just bury the horse meat, I should have asked him how many people had eaten it and prevented others from eating it again. They had been isolated from the rest of the barracks early on, and it is unknown how many people these wounded soldiers had come into contact with, and how many more would be infected with the plague in the future. ”

The palace chief found a big stone and sat down,

"Now that it's happened, don't think about it, it's the limit of what we can do."

"As for the people who have come into contact with the wounded soldiers infected with the plague, I have asked someone to ask them in the barracks, and when these people are reported, they will also be quarantined together, which should minimize the damage."

Li Su lowered his eyes,

"Only now I don't have a clue about this plague. I don't know how to dispense medicine. Although Dr. Zhu had experienced the plague, it was not this plague after all, and the medicine he prepared did not have an obvious effect. ”

Gong Changjue was silent.

She remembered that there was also a big plague in Qingzhou in her previous life, although Xiqing also started a war with Da Zhou, but at that time it was not really as fierce as it is now, but a small fight, Xiqing was only harassing and tempting one or two, and it would really hit Da Zhou a year later. The war was not very fierce, so there were still some civilians left in Qingzhou.

This group of people and some of the soldiers of the Great Zhou were infected with the plague, and it didn't take long for the epidemic to pass, and it didn't even spread to other states and counties.

Although there was a lot of trouble in Xiqing, it was greatly alleviated within a few days after the New Year, and with the resolution of the epidemic in Xiqing, the epidemic in Da Zhou was also resolved.

Presumably, at that time, Da Zhou got a prescription from Xiqing to solve the plague. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Xiqing and Da Zhou to keep up so closely with the time before and after the plague.

Gong Changjue thought that there would be a prescription for the Chinese New Year, and he was shocked to realize that he didn't even know what day it was.

"Li Su, what time is it today? How many days are left until the Chinese New Year? ”

LI Sudao,

"December twenty-five, there are five days left for the New Year."

Gong Changjue stood up and said with a smile,

"Don't worry, after the New Year, this epidemic will definitely get better."

Li Suchang sighed,

"I hope so."

Gong Changjue raised his eyes and saw Chu Ranxuan standing not far away looking at her.

The night was splashed with ink, and he stood in the wind in thin clothes, but he was as tall as a green pine. A pair of deep eyes looked at her, silent.

The palace chief said busily,

"Don't come here, you better stay away from the medicine tent, be careful to pass it on you, and delay the military plane."

Chu Ranxin understood her worries, he was not his alone, he was now in the barracks, and he needed to be responsible for thousands of people, if he was willful and slack, he fell due to the plague, and the responsibility and burden would be relieved, it would be unfair to these tens of thousands of people, and it would also add chaos to the already chaotic barracks.

Chu Ranyu didn't come forward, just stood there and looked at her.

The palace chief said,

"I'm fine, you go back quickly, don't stay here."

Chu Ranyu lowered his eyes,

"It's okay, you're okay."

The night is as cold as water, and the wind pours into people's clothes, blowing the corners of their clothes fluttering.

Gong Changjue sighed,

If the New Year passes, this plague will be resolved. Then she may not be able to spend this year with her father and sons.

I can only stay in the medicine tent and can't go out again.

Xiqing Beijing.

"Fifth Highness, the recital submitted by the old minister last time wrote about the recent epidemic in Xiqing Capital, have you ever seen it?"

Ye Cong said lightly,

"The epidemic is not very serious, at least this king has come back all the way, and he has not seen anyone with the plague. If it's really serious, go back to this road in Xiqing Beijing. It will not be immune. ”

"Since it's not serious, just order the governors of each state and county to send someone to treat it, so why do you need to go up to heaven? Playing this king's time? ”

Zhi Su Neishi wiped the cold sweat,

"Your Highness, what you said is right, but the road is unimpeded, that is also the situation before you came back, now these roads from Xiqing Capital to Dazhou have long been occupied by the plague, several states and counties have been closed continuously, and it seems that it is about to spread to the capital, if you don't step up prevention and control, the capital will always be spread one day."

"By that time, if we think about the prevention and treatment of the plague, I am afraid that it will be too late. That's why the old minister was so anxious to go up several folds and beg His Highness to deal with this matter. ”

"Your Highness, it is urgent to cure this plague."

Nightbush said impatiently,

"Then send the Imperial Doctor out, what else do you want to say?"

Zhi Su Neishi's legs and feet trembled and knelt down,

"Your Highness, these states and counties that have spread the plague are not allowed to go out because of the closure of the city, and now it is winter again, there is not much food left, and I am afraid that the imperial court will need to allocate relief food."

Night Cong rubbed his temples,

"Then let's do it."

Zhisu Nei Shi Dao,

"And... And "

Ye Cong put the teacup on the table, the tea spilled out, and Ye Cong said coldly,

"Can you finish it all at once, what else?"

Zhisu Neishi is old, and he speaks intermittently, and he can't think of the province for a while, saying a sentence and breaking a sentence, saying a sentence and thinking a sentence, and it took half an hour to finish the plague one after another.

"It seems that this plague is also spreading in Qingzhou in the Great Zhou, but the news that the old minister got is not accurate, and he doesn't dare to speculate."

When Ye Cong heard this, his eyes turned back to Zhisu Neishi,

"Da Zhou?"

Zhisu Neishi stammered,

"Yes...... It's just that Lao Chen doesn't know if this news is accurate... Old Minister..."

Seeing that the history of Zhisu is going to repeat what he just said

The night cong interrupted the history of Su Nei, waved his hand,

"Okay, okay, this king knows, go down."

Zhisu Neishi slowly put his hands in front of his forehead,

"Minister... The minister retired. ”

Ye Cong looked at the teacup overflowing with tea on the table,

"Why don't you come over and clean up."

Hearing this, the palace people hurriedly stepped forward to clean up and brought a new cup of tea.

What's going on, it is clear that the Fifth Highness was the most considerate and gentle before, why is he so irritable now, angry at every turn, and he doesn't seem to be so patient.

Ye Cong looked at the palace people who were slowly swallowing,

"Grinding, hurry down."

The palace people were busy and said.

Ye Cong opened the stacked folds on the table one by one, and threw them aside, only a few were left on a few cases,

Ye Cong looked at the chamberlain Li Quan,

"That's how my father answered these boring questions before?"

This question made Li Quan frown, His Royal Highness was the most calm and patient before, and he was also the most knowledgeable, why did he ask such a question now?

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