Mu Yongyue sent Yu Ji in front of the palace side by side, when it was the alternation of autumn and summer, and the sky was high and clear. The high sky was like a wash, and Yu Ji was dressed in military uniform, riding a high-headed horse, leading the convoy, and bidding farewell to Mu Yongyue.

"The beauty is carefully bumpy on the road, and return to Beijing early." Mu Yongyue waved his hand with a scowling eyebrow.

Yu Ji's cheeks were slightly red, and she arched her hand: "The prince cherishes it." ”

Ten large carts were hung side by side with the flags of the palace, and it was vaguely seen that the carts were carrying such ordinary things as cloth, grain, and porcelain, and were heading for the south.

Mr. Void looked at the eaves of the palace side by side, his expression faint.

Mu Yongyue came back to his senses and glanced at Mr. Nothingness: "Mr. is ready?" ”

Mr. Void closed his eyes and did not speak.

Mu Yongyue chuckled, half serious, half joking: "This is the world's karmic debt and magic obstacles, all thanks to Mr." With such evil deeds in the world, if a few of us go to the Netherworld after a hundred years, Lord Yama will pick up the merit book and look at it, I am afraid that he will not accept it. ”

"How many of me?" Mr. Nothing's voice sounded ethereal, so unreal.

"You, me, Emperor Ming's concubine."

Mr. Void straightened his body, his white clothes fluttered like clouds, and he said: "Sanqing is above, and tens of millions of karma are reported to me." It has nothing to do with the Ming Emperor's concubine. ”

"Where's the king?"

"You can't run away."

Mu Yongyue's expression was complicated, and he looked sideways to see the edge of the sky dome gradually darkening, and red twilight clouds gradually burned out.

At this moment, in the inner palace of the imperial city, Xue Chuling in the Weiyang Hall was also looking up at the sky. For several days in a row, such fiery clouds could be seen, and until late at night, a dark red sky light could be seen. When she was a young woman in the mansion, the old grandmother of the Xue family told a story, and she said that the last time Lejing was shrouded in such a red light was when the former Li Dynasty was broken.

Hunger was everywhere, tens of millions of dead and wounded, and the river outside Lejing City was dyed crimson. The change of power is like a giant wheel, and no one can stop it.

Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers are not wasted.

Xue Chuling sat against the window for a while, and saw that the third princess fell asleep in front of the small case. She slept sweetly, smacking her little mouth, and holding honey-stained candy seeds in her hands.

Xue Chuling felt that the night was slightly cold, so she covered the third princess with a warm blanket and called Gong'e to take the princess to the dormitory. After packing up the books on the case, I felt a little tired.

If you are tired, you will be sleepy, and you don't have to wait for it. During the days when Emperor Ming's concubine An Zhuchun was in the cold palace, Xue Chuling didn't dare to sleep first easily at night, Mu Beiyi often came, pampered her and comforted her.

comforted her because of the deceased prince. I love her because I have a real heart.

People live in the world, they will not be indifferent forever, and mortals must have sincerity. She thinks about it now, after An Zhenchun comes out of the cold palace, everyone will have to stand aside, but Mu Beiyi still treats her as before.

As a concubine, it is a blessing to be so respected.

But Xue Chuling sometimes felt curious. I was curious about why the Jianghe Palace could be so indifferent, and why she was able not to be jealous or jealous, and to regard the favor of the Son of Heaven above ten thousand people as a disadvantage. No one else could see it, but she could see that it was a kind of contempt that could only be detected among women. This contempt is hidden in An Zhuchun's usual soft words and eyes.

Xue Chuling is very smart, but she only figured it out recently. When a woman doesn't love, all the laughter and obedience are a cover for both truth and illusion.

How ridiculous, this woman who favors the harem, the brilliant Ming Emperor and concubine, does not love the Son of Heaven!

Xue Chuling hung his head to support his chin, and looked at a tiger head hat on the table in a daze. It was worn by the third prince, and she was reluctant to throw it away, so she held it in her hand every day and looked at it.

Because of the love of the Son of Heaven, even a woman's child can't be saved.

Suddenly, I heard Gong E singing outside: "Niangniang, someone asks to see you." ”

Xue Chuling raised her eyelids: "Who?" ”

The palace lady stepped out of the way, only to see a palace maid in plain clothes kneeling at the door of the Weiyang Palace, her forehead knocked lightly on the ground, and she raised her head.

Hong Yi's face was calm, her voice was resolute, and her eyes were full of revenge and hatred: "Miss Nine, the slave maid is here to seek justice for the eldest lady and the third prince." ”

Xue Chuling looked at him.

The edge of the sky was as red as blood.

On the morning of the seventh day of the seventh month, the sky was slow to light. Mu Beiyi was the first time to see the twists and turns of the epidemic report outside Lejing City.

There are some of them every year. Spring is prone to epidemics, and there are occasional illnesses on the battlefield in summer. Usually the hospital gets the news, makes a good medicine for the disease, and distributes it to the state capital, and the matter will be stopped in a month at most. In this way, if you get sick in July, you will be clothed in August, and you will naturally get better because the weather is cold.

So at first, Mu Beiyi didn't care much. Until the Mid-Autumn Festival, the banquet was given to the ministers, and one of the Beijing officials could not attend the banquet due to illness. Mu Bei Yi is the first to be the governor of the matter. Halfway through, he abandoned his seat and left, entered the imperial study to look at the excerpts of the work reports of the state capitals in southern Xinjiang, and after a little actuarial calculation, he found that the number of infected people had reached 10,000.

This is no ordinary epidemic, it will not disappear with the season, and even become more and more ferocious. Mu Beiyi also read the history books of Tongjian, and the great epidemics in history, such as boils, typhoid fever, and plague, injured three and killed two, can make the family and the country wander in a few months.

Naturally, it was the first to call the Tai Hospital, and the Tai Hospital verified that there was no difference between the long and the small of the epidemic, and the symptoms were similar. At first, he was coveted, dizzy, and had high fever without thinking about tea and rice, and after half a month, he was extremely weak, and he had repeated high fever, and his expression was muddy. There is also a plastering place, accompanied by night spasms, and even looks like a hydrophobia, with the symptom of biting people thirsty for blood. Most of the nights could not sleep, all day long crazy convulsions, exhaustion and death.

It is a remote place, thinking that this disease is due to the loss of the soul of the demon, and it is said that it is because of the invasion of evil things. Before he could breathe, he was beaten to death by the village witch and the villagers.

Tai Hospital thought that this was the "ghostly qi" called in medical technology, but it was actually a miasma. Then he drew up prescriptions such as Du Miasma, Lao Jun Shen Ming San, and Ten Divine Soups to help and control the epidemic.

Controlling the epidemic does not happen overnight. Mu Beiyi knew that he couldn't reach it quickly, but his condition was like a mountain, and his books were flying like snow every day. In ten days, 100,000 epidemics have progressed.

Pillow Spring Night came to bring chicken soup to visit Mu Beiyi, Mu Beiyi's case is a few feet, and it is not empty.

Pillow Chun sat down in the side pavilion and peeled two peanuts to eat.

The plague is menacing, and there is already a purgatory outside Lejing City, and only the Emperor City of the Son of Heaven is still the last party pure. Everyone is in danger, everyone is afraid, and everyone knows that this is not a simple epidemic.

The outbreak broke out in southern Xinjiang. In the middle of summer, southern Xinjiang is sweltering, and occasional epidemics are common. But this time, not any of the past. The pharmacies and doctors in the south scratched their ears and cheeks, tried all kinds of home remedies, and the epidemic still had no solution.

The speed of the development of medicinal stones in a Tai hospital is far from enough, and the dyeing and finishing books of nearly 10,000 people a day have turned a strand of hair on Mu Beiyi's sideburns. His hair was as black as satin, and suddenly there were strands of silver, which were particularly dazzling. I can't sleep at night, and the edict orders all the pharmacies in the world to administer medicine.

The first to bear the brunt is the first medical workshop of the Great Wei Dynasty under the name of Liu Zhuguo - Ji'an Fang.

To be precise, it was the Ji'an Fang that Liu Zhuguo took from the side by side Wang Mu Yongyue.

After Ji'anfang received the order, he began to make medicine non-stop. The shops in Lejing are in a hurry, but the merchants in southern Xinjiang can't supply medicinal materials. This is also a common thing, the families of Shu County are arrogant and refuse to accept the softness of Liuzhuguo.

But now that the situation is serious, Mu Beiyi is also angry, when the dynasty knocked down the Chao Wat in the hands of Liu Zhuguo, and reprimanded, "The dignified pillar country is not popular with the people, why is the commander-in-chief of the hundred generals, and the pillar of the country and the mountains of the society?!" ”。

Liu Zhuguo was reprimanded by the Son of Heaven in court, which can be regarded as a loss of face. He didn't have time to wait any longer, so he made a small plan - send troops. The soldiers of the Annam Protectorate wore military armor and rode horses and held torches. The short sword and the long sword were unsheathed, and only then did they collect all the tributes of the southern families.

Pillow Chun tilted his body and changed his posture again, and threw away the peanut shell to get the melon seeds. Seeing the lights flickering outside, Mu Beiyi opened the glass bead curtain and bowed his head to come in.

"Have you finished reading Your Majesty's excerpt?" Pillow Chun chewed the melon seeds and spit on the white silk on the case. She raised her eyes lightly, peeled a chestnut and fed it, "Ah......hhhh

Mu Beiyi ate it, nodded his head, but frowned: "The sudden outbreak of the epidemic is critical to Lejing, and you must not take it lightly." ”

Pillow Chun gently twisted a strand of hair and lowered his eyes lightly: "This matter is a disaster for the family and the country, and Your Majesty must also take care of your own body." I heard that Ji'anfang is the first pharmacy in Lejing, and it is the currency of hundreds of family pharmacists south of Lejing. The queen's illness has always been the elixir of this Ji'an Fang. There is Ji'anfang to administer medicine for the country, and there is nothing to worry about. ”

"That's what I'm anxious about." Mu Beiyi's face was even more worried, "Liu Zhuguo has taken over the merchants in the south from the side by side king, not only has he paid half of the tribute, but now he can't even do such a trivial matter of collecting medicine!" ”

"To do business is to do business, and to lead troops to fight is to lead troops to fight." Pillow Chun intentionally or unintentionally, said idly, "Liu Zhuguo is a military general, and it is understandable that he wants to control things like trade routes, and he has more than enough heart but not enough strength. Your Majesty is a wise ruler of the world, and if you let Your Majesty do needlework, it will not be good. ”

Mu Beiyi suddenly condensed, turned his head sideways and said to the pillow spring: "The Wang family tied the villain, and the queen begged for a favor." ”

Pillow Chun Su twisted the chestnut fried with sugar and opened the shell with his hand, his expression did not change, and he smiled faintly: "Your Majesty forgives?" ”

"Forgive my life, and send it back to Liufu."

"Poor man." Pillow Chun blew the powder on the chestnut, glanced at Mu Beiyi, and ate it himself. She chuckled and replied, "Your Majesty is generous and forgiving. Therefore, the people praise Your Majesty's holy monarch because Your Majesty always attaches importance to the community. ”

"The Liu family is so protective of the Wang family, if they say that they don't know about it, it's hard for me to believe it." Mu Beiyi's divine light was dangerous, and he sneered, "The authority is given by me, and I can also receive it." ”

Pillow Chun opened the food box of chicken soup and quietly opened the lid of the box. It was steaming hot, and it smelled very gluttonous. He gave it to Mu Beiyi: "It doesn't matter what Liu Zhuguo thinks, it's good if he can give His Majesty the matter of Ji'anfang." When the epidemic is solved, the world is peaceful, and Your Majesty feels that everything will be relaxed. ”

Mu Beiyi drank the chicken soup, looked tired, closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while. Pillow Chun took advantage of his sleep, got up and walked outside. Su Bai waited at the door, and when he saw Pillow Chun come out, his cuffs were gently flicked, revealing a green-skinned oil-paper envelope.

"Got it." The pillow hung down his eyelids and closed his clothes, and he felt that the sky was getting colder.

As soon as mid-August passed, the miasma began to kill people. Piles of corpses dragged along the river and burned, and the clear water turned into a filthy black and flowed into the city of Lejing. In the sky dome is the drifting gray smoke like flocculent, and the smoke and dust of a bonfire every ten miles soars into the sky. Standing on the Xuanwu Gate, you can also see black smoke. The black smoke and fire were stacked in the sky, as if burning in Mu Beiyi's heart.

Under the pressure of the Liu family, Ji'anfang was ready to start spreading the decoction widely. More than 100 sheds were set up, and at the gate of Lejing City, pills, medicinal soups and medicinal powders were used for different purposes, and they were to be distributed to the sick refugees in the city.

On 16 August, 2,000 people were newly infected and 800 died.

On 18 August, 4,000 people were newly infected and 1,200 died.

On August 19, Ji'an Fang applied pesticides.

On August 21, there were 16,300 new cases and 24,000 deaths.

Mu Beiyi simply couldn't eat when he threw his cup, drew his sword and looked around.

On August 23, there were 47,000 new cases and 39,000 deaths.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the miasma was raging, the white bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crying for thousands of miles. Four of the seven sons of Jian'an died of the epidemic, and two people in the capital of Luoyang had to live. The thousand-year-old nation of the Han Dynasty can be wiped out by the plague in one fell swoop! Ten thousand years of romance, the prosperous country that he Mu Beiyi has built with painstaking efforts will be destroyed in the morning and night!

Mu Beiyi asked Ji'an Tang and Tai Hospital, and urgently summoned Liu Zhuguo late at night.

He was not dressed properly, and he opened the curtain with a thud and smashed the boots under the bed. Pillow Chun got up in a daze, and saw Feng Tang bending down to put on Mu Beiyi's shoes.

"Is Your Majesty in such a hurry?" She stretched out her hand and pulled the deep clothes on the side, leaned over and put it on Mu Beiyi, and tied the strap on the side in a daze, "It's more exposed, Your Majesty be careful." ”

Mu Beiyi let Zhuchun pour his belt and Changpei there, and his brows were tightly locked: "After Ji'anfang applied the medicine, the epidemic did not decrease but increased. Since his Liu family accepted all the things in southern Xinjiang, everything is not as good as before! ”

Pillow Chun served a gargle of tea, and then twisted a handkerchief to wipe Mu Beiyi's face. Her heart moved slightly, looked at the dripping on the case, and said: "The affairs of southern Xinjiang were peaceful before, but recently they are still redundant. Or because of the inopportune time, it is not known. ”

Mu Beiyi groaned for a moment, and sighed: "In the end, the king has the ability of princes, but his actions are too dangerous, and he may not be subordinate." ”

Pillow Chunxin said, where is the heart of disobedience, all the rebellious things have been done. There was a calm face on his face, and he respectfully gave Mu Beiyi Guanfa, "The king side by side unloads all the things in southern Xinjiang, but it is also a rule, and there is no action that exceeds the rules." If you say that you are not subservient...... The concubines were brave, but they felt that this epidemic was a little strange. ”

Mu Beiyi's eyes were cold: "What do you say?" ”

Pillow Chun seemed to be unintentional: "Before Ji'anfang distributed the medicine, although the state capitals also reported the disease, it was only between the thousands. But after Liu Zhuguo urged Ji'an Fang to distribute medicine today, the epidemic situation did not decrease but increased, and even harmed the country. ”

"......" Mu Beiyi felt a little bit of taste in his heart, and he felt a pain in the corner of his forehead.

When the pillow spring point arrived, he straightened the last strand of hair for Mu Beiyi, and said shortly: "Congratulations to Your Majesty." ”