Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

When a plague breaks out on a large scale, the prices of medicines on prescriptions will definitely rise sharply at this time, because this is caused by the relationship between supply and demand.

"That's not the case. There are only three kinds of medicine in the whole prescription. It is called Sangen Decoction, which is made by boiling water of three common herbs: reed root, thatch root and plantain root."

"These three kinds of medicinal herbs grow everywhere, so there is no shortage of these three kinds of herbs among the people. Since the medicinal herbs were spread, many people prepared their own prescriptions and brewed the medicine themselves."

Xiao Lingxi quickly said to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan let out a long sigh of relief when he heard that the prescription had been circulated and ordinary people had learned how to save themselves.

By now, this plague should have come to an end.

"Your Majesty, didn't you just say that you wanted to give Xuan Zhen a lay name? Why don't you mention it now?"

Seeing the conversation between Ning Fan and Xiao Lingxi, Xuanzhen, who was standing aside, became a little impatient.

Although her expression was slightly impatient, her words were soft and soft, making it impossible to be angry.

"Let's call her Mengmeng."

Ning Fan thought about it for a moment and then said to Xuanzhen.

Xuanzhen seemed to be very satisfied with the word "mengmeng". He acted coquettishly towards Ning Fan and said, "Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that I am sexual and my surname is Huang."

"Then what do you think of the name Huang Yumeng? If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, I can think of a good name for you again." Ning Fan looked at Xuanzhen dotingly.

Ning Fan is not a person who is eager to get into bed. Although Xuanzhen acts like I will be your woman sooner or later, Ning Fan does not ask Xuanzhen to become his woman immediately.

In fact, everything has a process, especially a girl like Xuanzhen. Looking at it from a distance will give you an extremely seductive and beautiful feeling, but once you possess it, that feeling will be destroyed, so Ning Fan There is no rush.

He gave Xuanzhen a lay name, Huang Yumeng. After that, Xuanzhen no longer allowed Ning Fan to call him Xuanzhen, and instead called her Huang Yumeng.

"Your Majesty, this prescription is being circulated outside. You wrote it yourself. You are the great savior of the people in the world and have saved many people's lives."

Xiao Lingxi said to Ning Fan at this time.

Ning Fan looked a little surprised after hearing this, and he quickly corrected: "I did not write this prescription, but the author Yumeng brought down from Baiyun Mountain should be Taoist Baiyun, and both Taoist Priest and Huang Yumeng are half I don’t dare to take credit for such greedy merits.”

Hearing what Ning Fan said, Huang Yumeng who was standing aside shook her head: "Actually, the master told me when we came down from the mountain. Although I brought this prescription down from the mountain, it was written by His Majesty himself. This is My master said it himself. He said that your Majesty needs reputation. If your Majesty has reputation, it will be a blessing for the people in the world, and as a monk, he does not need such a false reputation at all."

Hearing what Huang Yumeng said, Ning Fan also nodded slightly. He felt that what Huang Yumeng said was very reasonable. Taoist Master Baiyun, it is of no use for a monk to have such a world-famous reputation.

But as the emperor, he is different. Once he has this kind of fame, it will be of great benefit to him in taking charge of the future and issuing orders for the administration of the world.

"How about this, let people spread the news quietly, saying that this prescription was given by the gods in a real dream."

Ning Fan thought for a while and finally came up with a good idea.

When Chen Sheng and Wu Guang revolted, they also knew how to stuff a note into the belly of a fish. When Liu Bang revolted, they also knew how to make up a story for themselves about killing a white snake with a sword.

Ning Fan knew that in order to create a persona in which his king's power was granted by God and his life span was given by God, he had to make up a widely spread story to make ordinary people believe in him that this emperor was recognized by God.

That would be very effective in dismantling the White Lotus Sect and winning back the hearts of the people in the world.

Sure enough, the next day, news began to spread in the streets and alleys, saying that Ning Fan had a dream and dreamed that a god sent a prescription.

And this prescription is Sangen Decoction, which can save those who have suffered from the plague, allowing them to save their lives and quickly recover from health.

The plague had already caused panic among people, but these three soups saved many people's lives. Therefore, the news that Ning Fan received guidance from the gods in his dream quickly spread throughout China as if it had wings.

Even Xina, who was far away in Kyoto, heard the news and began to believe it.

"Sister-in-law, I told you that His Majesty is gifted and you still don't believe it. Now you have the evidence, right? That Wen Yu was so ferocious that he would die during the day if he got sick at night, but he was subdued by His Majesty."

Xina worshiped Ning Fan so much that she worshiped Ning Fan like a god from the bottom of her heart.

But as the concubine of the former emperor Dafeng, Concubine Rong didn't think so.

Concubine Rong was originally a master of medicine and had been among the people since she was a child. Naturally, she scorned such legends about strange powers and deranged gods, but he did not directly expose them.

"These three soups are really good. They are well combined and have miraculous effects. For this plague, they have almost achieved a precise result in defeating the enemy."

Naturally, Concubine Rong also got a prescription for Sangen Decoction. Concubine Rong was full of praise for this prescription.

"I don't know when Your Majesty and the others will come back. Please don't infect Your Majesty with this damn plague."

Speaking of Ning Fan, Xina's face turned pale with worry.

The terror of the plague kept coming from the front, making people panic. Xina was also worried that Ning Fan would be attacked by the plague.

"It was indeed a bit dangerous before, but it is different now. With this prescription, the plague will be in vain and will not cause harm to anyone."

Concubine Rong knew a lot about this matter. After analyzing the prescription and the specific characteristics of the plague, he knew that this prescription was the nemesis of the plague.

"Then when will the rebellion in the northwest be put down? It would be best if all of them got the plague and died."

Xina said reluctantly.

Ever since Ning Fan came to Pingnan in person to supervise and exterminate the northwest rebels, these days, Xina missed Ning Fan so much that her heart seemed to have wings every day.

Every time she heard news about Ning Fan, Xina would find Concubine Rong and talk to him.

In such a large palace, Xina had few friends. Apart from being with Concubine Rong, Xina was lonely most of the time.

"I heard that this plague caused great damage to the rebels in the northwest. Seventy-seven or eighty-eight of the 300,000 troops died."

Concubine Rong had a very accurate grasp of the world's major events. She hid in the inner courtyard of the palace every day, and she didn't know the source of the information.

"Is this really the case? If these damn gangs kill them all earlier, it will save us trouble."

Xina said a little indignantly.