Feng Zhong's brows twisted into a pimple, looked at Han Shi, who was trembling with fright, and spat: "Starve the cowardly, support the bold!" What do you know as a woman? We have been domestic slaves for three generations, and now it is not as good as one generation, let me ask you, how big of a face do you have in front of the county lord? What about my mother in front of the princess? ”

Mentioning this, Han was not without resentment in his heart, he was pointed out to Feng Zhong by the princess back then, thinking that Feng Zhong's mother could be promoted in front of the princess, to put it mildly, although he was clearly a slave, but he was actually the person in charge of the master.

It's a pity that the princess's life is short, leaving only the county lord such a lone seedling, although she occupies the concubine, but in the end she is a daughter, and she can't compare to the three sons of the concubine.

As for the county lord, now that he is married to a woman, although he is still living in the mansion, he will have to leave the mansion sooner or later, and if the queen mother in the palace is gone, I am afraid that the good days of the county lord in the palace will come to an end.

The more I think about it, the more bottomless I feel in my heart, but Han feels that her husband has a long-term vision, and at this time, he will take more while he can still get some benefits in his hand, and when he turns around, his daughter will get married, and then find another opportunity to leave the palace, and the three generations of loyal servants can give him a good name.

Han sighed: "That's it, you just have to do things, I'll go back to the Hou Mansion for a while, no matter how good it is, it's done to the minions." ”

Feng Zhong was impatient with these women in the back house tossing those trivial things, and went out with a blanket on his back, can he wait? If you miss the opportunity, you will lose the rich days.

Because he often walks around outside, Feng Zhong is very well-informed, and the value of food is also like a mirror in his heart, at this time of year he will go out to inspect the granaries in various places, and this year is no exception, the prince sent someone to say early in the morning, and happened to receive a flying pigeon message, in Feng Zhong's opinion, this is a godsend.

A green cloth carriage hit the west gate of the capital and went out, inconspicuous.

A large part of the reason why Feng Zhong has won the attention of the royal government over the years is that he can bend and stretch things and never show off.

There are not many transactions in the palace that can be hidden, but the transactions under Feng Zhong's hands are not revealed, the people take food as the sky, how important food is, King Jin knows, Feng Zhong also knows.

Therefore, the granaries and grain shops placed on the bright side of the Jin Wangfu are just the tip of the iceberg, and the real big head business is in the dark, Feng Zhong dared to leave Beijing in a hurry after receiving the flying pigeon message, and the root is also here, the fingers of the King of Jin are slightly loosened, and he Feng Zhong has three generations of rich days.

The carriage traveled from Nanzhou Town to Xing'an County, day and night along the way, if it weren't for the fear of dying of the horse, Feng Zhong didn't want to rest, because after leaving the capital, he found that there were more and more people in this disaster, and some places had begun to have displaced people.

At this time, food is not silver, it is life!

He doesn't worry about anything else now, just about how big a deal the businessmen in Xiaoxiaoluwu County can do.

When he arrived at Jinghe Mansion, Feng Zhong had already recovered from his excitement, and carefully considered writing a letter to the King of Jin at the inn, asking the people from the post house to send it to the King of Jin's Mansion, after all, he could see the situation outside clearly, and if he didn't tell the prince, the prince would be suspicious when he turned around, and he would do things, nine points of truth and one point of falsehood, and it was enough for him Feng Zhong to make a lot of money.

Besides, when I arrived in Jinghe Mansion, I saw that I was in Luwu County, and my own business was negotiated, and the letters had not yet arrived in the capital, so I calculated that this time was just right.

At this time, Qingwa Village had just sent away some grain and herbs, and Zhan Shixiong led the team.

The rest of the people are not idle, those who are sick are rescued in time, even so there are still people who are seven or eight years old, on the one hand, the epidemic is menacing at this time, on the other hand, the old people's lifelong family business has disappeared in the flood, and the heart is dead, and this disease is even more fatal.

Fang Qingying asked people to prepare enough quicklime, spread a thick layer of quicklime inside the coffin, and then dig deep and bury it, in order to make the living safer, in fact, the safest thing is to burn, but Fang Qingying knew in his heart that the dead corpse was unacceptable to these people, and it didn't matter if there were few people, and there would not be too much of a problem if it was dealt with.

Qingwa Village is fine, but the villages around Luwu County have begun to fall ill one after another, and another thing has happened that the whole village has fallen ill.

From the day Fang Jing'an found out that someone was sick in Qingwa Village, he knew that Ah Ying was right, this disease was indeed cholera, even more serious than what was recorded in the book.

And he also began to study symptomatic herbal medicines, which can be regarded as initial results, but whether it is hanging a pot to help the world, or treating diseases and saving people, it needs to be moved in a timely manner, so no one in Qingwa Village has come down the mountain until now, and Fang Jing'an is not in a hurry to leave.

It's just that every day I will ask Fang Qingying how the situation is under the mountain.

Fang Qingying is very concerned about the situation under the mountain, He Yunzhou of Luwu County is pretending to be dead to the end, someone has already gone to Qinghe Mansion to ask the prefect for help, after all, Cao Zhirong has the reputation of the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva when he was in the flood, if he wants to sit back and ignore it at this time, he can't do it, for a person who sells his reputation and reputation, he is the most popular in the green bush, and it is simply a trick to keep the black yarn hat.

"Big boss, are we going to do nothing?" Qin Yuanfeng was a little breathless, since he found out that Fang Qingying was surprising every time, he couldn't help but look forward to it, but these days in the mountains are really too quiet.

Fang Qingying raised his eyebrows: "Does Brother Qin think the time is ripe?" ”

Qin Yuanfeng: ......!!!

He didn't know what Fang Qingying was waiting for, how could he know if the time was ripe or not?

"Feng Zhong should be in Luwu County soon, these days let the brothers pay attention to the carriage to Luwu County, the disease in many places, can only get worse, I have to bother Brother Qin to take people, protect my brother and those young Lang Zhong in the cottage down the mountain to heal the disease, the location is in Da'an Dart, there is enough place over there, if the herbs are used, the people from the mountain village will transport them." Fang Qingying said.

Qin Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you going to do grain trading?" Isn't the timing right? ”

"It's still a little bit hot, when Feng Zhong arrives, I will take Brother Qin to talk about this deal, after all, the most money is the cottage, and I only take a little bit of profit I can get." Fang Qingying said.

Qin Yuanfeng smiled and didn't say anything, Fang Qingying is a rare smart person, he has made everything clear, and he doesn't care too much, which is the way to get along for a long time.

When Qin Yuanfeng went out to arrange the matter of going down the mountain for treatment, Fang Qingying looked up at the dazzling sunshine outside, the autumn tiger after the flood was particularly fierce, this scorching day lasted for more than a month, as if even the autumn wind couldn't get up, and if it was so hot, it would only make the situation worse and worse.

"The owner." Duan Chengde hurriedly entered the courtyard, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and came to the window to stand still: "I inquired, Luwu County now has 300 yuan of rice bran, and no one can afford to eat it at all!" Duan Chengde took a sip: "Fengling Mountain is full of people, and it is about to be dug bald, what should I do?" ”

Fang Qingying took a breath slowly, it had only been more than a month, and the days ahead would be even more difficult!