Knowing that the plague spread from food, Wei Yu took the initiative to ask for orders to go to the city gate to recruit soup porridge.

Yuan Qi smiled dotingly and agreed to her.

It's just rice for this soup kitchen.....

"Don't worry, there is still more rice in Weichen's mansion, enough to cope with it for several days."

Tang An is very familiar with current affairs.

Wei Yu smiled slightly and ordered the people to boil a big pot of porridge.

This is considered to be a solution to the urgent need, and after the prescription is studied, it is a matter of time before the whole city recovers.

Wei Yu entered the kitchen and specially instructed,

"This rice porridge is thicker."

The cook put an extra spoonful of rice and said distressedly: "Niangniang doesn't know, there are many people who come to receive porridge here, and sometimes you have to take two or three bowls in a row. ”

Wei Yu said again: "Soup soup is a good deed, the people have been affected for so long, if the porridge is boiled like clear water, it is better not to do it." ”

The cook had no choice but to follow the order and put two more cans of rice.

......

There were a lot of pairs in front of the Jiangcheng Gate, and everyone heard that someone was giving porridge, and they all rushed over.

Wei Yu changed into ordinary regular clothes and went out with a few guards in civilian clothes. Yuan Qi did not accompany her, but discussed important matters with the ministers in the palace.

Mingyue also pulled Liyan to join in the excitement and help serve porridge to the people.

The people who hid in their homes had been hungry for some time, but they did not dare to eat outside food for fear that the plague would worsen. Fortunately, everyone who is infected with the plague has not yet reached the point of death.

The old woman in line took the big bowl and asked tremblingly, "Girl, this porridge ...... It's not poisonous. ”

Wei Yu scooped the porridge with a big spoon and said softly: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, this porridge is naturally non-poisonous, and it will not aggravate the plague." ”

The old woman's wrinkled face stretched slightly, and she hurriedly thanked her. She also had no way to come to receive the porridge, and her wife and son were plagued by the plague and couldn't get out of bed.

Wei Yu patiently explained to all the people who received the porridge next, with a gentle expression, and he would carefully serve a little more when he met some old people.

Mingyue helped distribute the buns, and the guards brought dozens of drawers of steamers from the kitchen of the Tang Mansion, which were still steaming on the street.

The division of labor between Mingyue and Liyan is one person to hold buns, and one person to pack them in oiled paper.

The first one in line was a little girl, staring at the bun and swallowing her saliva, and said cautiously: "Sister, can you give me a few more?" My family is poor, and my father and grandfather have been hungry for days. ”

Mingyue touched the little girl's head distressedly, handed her a meat bun, and said, "You eat first, my sister asked this brother to pack more for you." ”

The little girl was holding the fragrant meat bun, and she wanted to eat it, but she thought that her brothers and sisters, father and mother still needed food, and now they were all infected with the plague, and if she ate them, they would be hungry.

Liyan wrapped two meat buns for the little girl, and a gentle look appeared on her cold face for the first time.

"Where do you live? Can you hold so many things? ”

The little girl had already served a bowl of porridge in Wei Yu's place, and it was difficult to take so many things at the moment.

Mingyue also said softly: "You eat quickly, my sister will ask another brother to help you take it home." ”

The little girl couldn't resist the hunger, took two bites of the bun with wet eyes, and choked up: "Don't be so troublesome, my family lives in that small alley, I, I can run twice." ”

Mingyue smiled: "It's okay, these brothers have nothing to do, just to protect you home, what if a bad guy robs your bun halfway." ”

The little girl thought for a while, after all, she was still young, so she accepted Mingyue's proposal.

"Thank you, brother and sister."

Almost everyone in the back queue wanted to take a few more, and dozens of drawers of buns were quickly divided, but the queue behind them was still endless.

The materials of Jiangcheng were all piled up in the Tang Mansion, and they could still cope with it at this time.

Wei Yu saw that the three buckets of porridge were almost empty, and hurriedly ordered the guards to go back to the Tang Mansion to get the porridge.

"Go back and tell the kitchen to burn more."

From the intermittent chats with the people, Wei Yu also roughly sorted out what had happened in Jiangcheng in the past few months.

A few months ago, many people in Jiangcheng suddenly contracted the wind cold, but it did not affect their usual life.

The Tang prefect also took the initiative to come forward and transported a lot of medicinal materials from Lincheng to various medical centers in case of trouble.

But the wind chill intensified, and in the end it became a disaster for Jiangcheng.

Although the plague is not deadly, at least not a single person has died so far. But if this does not heal for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not spread to the capital.

The sky was getting dark, the people received food and went home one after another, Wei Yu smiled and scooped porridge for the last person in line and prepared to go home.

Standing all afternoon, his head was a little dizzy, Wei Yu rubbed his head, and the sound of the bright moon in his ears flickered far and near.

Wei Yu's vision blurred for a second, but it was not clear in the next second, and he fainted unguardedly.

"Wei Yu -----"

"Side Concubine Niangniang -----"

......

In the Tang Mansion,

After receiving the news, Yuan Qi hurriedly carried Wei Yu back to the house, and invited Fu Yi, who was concentrating on studying the antidote in the house, out.

"Flick, quick, let's see how Jiao Niang is." Yuan Qi hugged Wei Yu in his arms and covered her with two layers of quilts, and her body temperature only warmed up slightly.

glanced at Wei Yu and saw that she was sleeping peacefully, her face was ruddy, and she didn't look like there was anything wrong.

"Your Highness, don't worry, Rong Chen will take the pulse."

He took out a silk handkerchief and put it on Wei Yu's wrist, covering his veins with two fingers.

Yuan Qi frowned tightly, afraid that what came out of Fuyi's mouth was bad news.

Fu Yi also frowned, and then stretched out again, sorted out the medical bag, and did not say anything about Wei Yu's condition.

Yuan Qi was silent for a while and said, "Is it a plague?" ”

Fuichi shook his head.

Yuan Qi hadn't put his mind at ease yet, and said, "That's ..... What happened to Jiao Niang. ”

Whisk: "Congratulations to Your Highness, God bless my dynasty." ”

Yuan Qi blackened his face and said, "Jiao Niang's body is sick, what's the joy?" ”

Fu Yi no longer sold Guanzi, and said: "Your Highness, this pulse of Niangniang should be a happy pulse, and it has been more than two months." ”