On the carriage to the city wall the next day, Li Di's conversation was obviously not as good as when he first met, Gu Huai knew that he was most likely regarded by Li Di as the kind of person he talked about yesterday, but he didn't mean to explain it.

I haven't had much contact, so I can't make a conclusion, but I can see that Li Di is the kind of person who has an excess sense of justice, maybe this is also the reason why he entered the Criminal Division, but light friendship is the most taboo, and after seeing the tragic situation of tens of thousands of refugees outside the city, Gu Huai is really not in the mood to talk a few more words.

The night of waiting seems to be a long time, and if at first it was just because of the plague that gave birth to some ideas, now it is a real desire to save more people, so time is especially precious.

I remembered what I heard from Qian Lao before: "This 'pimple plague', the first to develop is pigs, sheep and other domestic animals, the whole body is red, swollen and hot, can not eat forage, limbs are uncoordinated and can not walk, breathing is not smooth, eyes and nose bleed, and then it is infected to people and becomes blisters, suppuration and pimples and spread, and quickly dies a few days after the onset of the disease"

I don't know if it's the plague I thought... Do homegrown antibiotics really work? If in the end, not only did it not work, but it also killed the man's wife... There are tens of thousands of refugees outside the city, can they really be saved?

Thoughts surged all the way, and when the carriage stopped, Gu Huai came back to his senses, and went up to the city wall according to yesterday's process, Gu Huai saw the man wandering by the city gate at a glance, and from time to time he went to see his wife, feed his mother some water, and comb his messy white hair.

When he finally saw the green-shirted scholar on the city wall, he immediately showed an excited expression of joy and gratitude, and shouted a few words, although it sounded a little vague, but it was probably a word like "Engong".

Gu Huai waved his hand, picked up the stone, wrapped it and threw it down.

"Did you cut open the pustules, clean the pus, and apply the clear solution to bandage as written on yesterday's note?"

This is a question that Gu Huai is most concerned about, although the man's expression and movements explain a point, he still needs to confirm it.

The man picked up the note in three steps and two steps, and after reading it, he immediately shouted at the city wall: "It's done!" , she..."

The latter words were a little inaudible, Gu Huai nodded, and threw down the second one.

"Are there a series of symptoms such as a drop in body temperature, steady breathing, and a subsidence of headaches?"

This time, the response was still positive.

Qingming and Li Di, who were standing on the side, watched Gu Huai and the men under the city wall communicate in this strange way, and when they saw a hint of relief and joy on Gu Huai's face, Li Di didn't know what was going on, but Qingming's big eyes flickered slightly.

"Although I don't know if it's the arrangement of fate..."Gu Huai waved his hand at the man, signaling that he knew, "But these tens of thousands of refugees have been saved." ”

"What?" Li Di was still a little dazed, "What do you mean by Gu Gongzi?" ”

"It's a clinical trial, even if it's not effective enough, you can rely on the dose to pile up, and if you can't do it, you can buy some time to come up with a way to inject intravenously," the heavy pressure on Gu Huai's body since yesterday disappeared, and he became much more relaxed, "If you can save one, you can save a group." ”

How much has he studied medicine, and he is still a doctor like Qian Lao, although Li Di is a little confused about the nouns in Gu Huai's words, he still hears what Gu Huai has done.

His eyes widened, "Can you cure the 'pimple plague?'" ”

He looked at the man under the city wall, and then at the scholar in green shirt on the city wall: "You came to test the medicine yesterday, didn't you give some food?" ”

Gu Huai nodded lightly, Li Di touched his cheek, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "I thought you were also here to use a small bamboo basket to seek merit... It's my mistake that someone who can say something like that won't be like that. ”

He glanced at the tragic situation outside the city wall: "I finally know why Master values you so much, if you can save all these tens of thousands of refugees, you can be called the reincarnation of a saint..."

"It's impossible to save them all, score symptoms, and score people," Gu Huai was very sincere, "The symptoms are serious, there is no way to use this method, you need to use a syringe... That requires a complete set of industrial systems, not to mention this era, it will not work to push forward another 300 years, and those who are allergic to antibiotics are considered to have passed the ghost gate. ”

"So a lot of people are still going to die?"

"It's unfortunate, but it's true," Gu Huai sighed, "Of course, we can also try, we can save one more life... It's always good. ”

Li Di was stunned: "We? ”

Gu Huai, who was a little relieved, patted Li Di on the shoulder affectionately:

"I take the liberty of asking, do you want to be promoted?"

……

The continuous carriage ran over the stones on the official road, bringing some slight bumps, and Li Mingzhu in the carriage put down the scroll in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly made a very beautiful arc.

I can't learn more about that old man from the anthology... It is worthy of being a character who has become a small attendant of the Great Wei Dynasty to a great cadre and a scholar.

It is already the last stop of Pingjiang Mansion, the Great Wei Dynasty was in its heyday and owned the whole territory of the south of the Yangtze River, and I don't know how many Wenchen were inscribed by Emperor Wei's imperial pen, but no one can remember this trip.

The carriage stopped in front of an imposing manor, but the guards in front of the gate did not let go, and after a long silence, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by slender and slender fingers.

No longer the gentle and amiable appearance in front of Gu Huai, Li Mingzhu, who was dressed in a pale gold palace dress, walked out of the carriage, and raised the corners of his eyes with a little solemnity:

"I'll see you myself."

The door opened, and after walking through the pavilions, Li Mingzhu saw the old man who was reading.

didn't pretend to wipe his tears like others, and shouted "Her Royal Highness the Princess" like an old minister, nor did he deliberately refuse coldly, just pointed to the chair on the side:

"Sit."

People who have been in the top position for a long time will bring majesty when they raise their hands and feet, which is the calm and indifference that can only be had after holding power, but Li Mingzhu did not do it, and still stood a little lonely and stubborn:

"Wu Shi reads."

The old man's gaze raised slightly: "There are a few old fellows who have come to the letter, and there are many speculations, but this 'waiting'... Do you think that the official family does not dare to kill the killer? ”

Li Mingzhu met his gaze: "There are still many people who remember Da Wei." ”

"Yes, no official family of the Great Cadres wants to let the Zen royal family cut off this kind of infamy, and we, the old people, still have to read some affection," the old man put down the scroll, "But the problem is also here - it is one thing for the old people to remember Da Wei, and it is another thing for how many people in the world to remember Da Wei now, Taizu has already set up a dead end, just waiting for you to jump out." ”

Li Mingzhu was speechless, in the words of the old man, decades have passed, how many people will remember the royal family of the former dynasty who lived in seclusion? If you don't raise the banner of recovering the country, you will eventually be forgotten by the world, but if you really make any moves, it will be to hand the knife to the current Daqian royal family and solve the problem once and for all.

She raised her head: "After this year, the younger brother of the palace will be crowned, and the palace is ready to give marriage." ”

"I've endured it for decades, so why don't you continue to endure it? Enjoying more than ten years of glory and wealth, and then giving birth to a son and then dying, is already stronger than countless people in the world," the old man's words were a little bitter, "Why risk the last fire?" Where did you get your faith? ”

"Counting the father of the palace, three generations of people have been lying on the salary and tasting the guts, which is enough," Li Mingzhu paused, "And that person's health is getting worse and worse." ”

The old man's face showed some pity: "You are no longer orthodox, even if the official family continues to deteriorate, there will be a new official family on the throne, the ministers of the court and the central government, hundreds of local people, no one wants to be the people of the Great Wei anymore." ”

He picked up the scroll and did not say anything to send off, but he had already firmly stated the attitude of the send-off:

"The old man hasn't seen you today."

After a moment of silence, the pale gold palace costume left the pavilion, and Li Mingzhu's face was faintly tired, but it was quickly suppressed by the resurfaced indifference and slaughter.

"Go back to Jiangning."