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

"Your Majesty, do you suspect there is a conspiracy behind this plague?"

When Luo Cheng reacted, he suddenly understood that Ning Fan was probably suspicious.

But he was also puzzled by this. Could it be that this disease could also be controlled artificially?

Luo Cheng shook his head, still feeling that this question was too unbelievable, so he did not ask. He felt that the disease was sent down by God, and divine punishment could not be man-made. Even those English people with high nose bridges, they It is also impossible to control the plague.

"Master Song, do you think His Majesty has been a little too tired recently?"

In the evening, Luo Cheng specially found Song Chengzhou.

There were some things that were difficult to discuss with Ning Fan, so Luo Cheng could only find Song Chengzhou to discuss these issues.

Song Chengzhou could only feel happy now. He was lucky that Ning Fan had made the decision to close down the entire Shazhou City. This decision saved millions of people in the entire Jiangnan. If Ning Fan had even been a little bit soft-hearted at the time, I am afraid that now The plague has become uncontrollable in the seven provinces south of the Yangtze River.

Song Chengzhou shuddered and his hair stood on end when he thought of the terrifying scene of hell on earth.

"Your Majesty works hard every day, and of course he is very tired. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb your Majesty recently and let him have a good rest for a few days. There has been a lot of publicity about the Shazhou incident. I think your Majesty is also mentally and physically exhausted now."

Song Chengzhou sighed and said.

No matter how you analyze the problem of Shazhou, it is a dead end. No matter whether Shazhou is to be closed down or not, the final public opinion effect will be unfavorable to Ning Fan.

Fortunately, the intensity of the current plague is shocking enough, and the original resentment of the people has completely turned into admiration for Ning Fan.

It was precisely because of Ning Fan's timely response that the lives of the vast majority of people in the seven provinces south of the Yangtze River were saved.

"Mr. Song Ge, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm saying that Your Majesty has always suspected that the plague was caused by poisoning by the English. How is this possible? The plague is obviously a punishment sent down by heaven. How can the English be possible? Will the plague be controlled?"

Luo Cheng shook his head and expressed his doubts.

Hearing what Luo Cheng said, Song Chengzhou was stunned for a moment, and soon there was an angry look on his face: "Master Luo, you have been following His Majesty for so long. When have you ever seen His Majesty make mistakes in his decision-making? Remember , as long as everything His Majesty said is correct."

Song Chengzhou put his hands behind his back and scolded Luo Cheng, who looked shocked.

Although Luo Cheng held a high position in the imperial army, was the commander of the Jinyi Guards, and was a popular figure around Ning Fan, in front of Song Chengzhou, an old minister, he was still educated like a primary school student and did not even have the courage to talk back.

"Sir Song, I'm just worried that His Majesty is too tired and has mental problems. I really don't have any ill intentions, and I won't speculate on Your Majesty at will."

Luo Cheng also knew that what he just said had touched upon the four words of treachery, and now his heart was full of regret and fear.

"Luo Cheng, you have grown up with His Majesty step by step. I have seen all of this. You are a talent and someone who will be reused by His Majesty in the future. I advise you that nothing should be done without investigation. Don’t speak nonsense before thinking about it, and control your mouth.”

After Song Chengzhou finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. Luo Cheng, who stayed where he was, was stunned. He didn't expect that his casual question about Ning Fan would actually arouse the anger of veteran Song Chengzhou.

But after thinking about it carefully, Luo Cheng felt that what he had done was a bit too much. After all, Ning Fan was almost a perfect person in the minds of these courtiers. He was a flawless person, and any decision he made was impossible. Something went wrong.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, it was almost noon. Luo Cheng quickly ordered the prepared food to be delivered to Ning Fan's room.

Although the plague in Shazhou has ended, the plague in other places may arise at any time. Ning Fan is struggling in his mind as to whether he should make the decision to close the port.

You must know that closing the treaty port will still cause great losses to Dakang today. Although Dakang’s fleet cannot go to sea and trade with foreign countries, foreign merchants can freely enter and exit Dakang. However, such trade conditions Under this situation, these foreign businessmen who purchase goods from Dakang or deliver goods need to pay heavy taxes to their own people.

Although the maritime ban has been imposed, Dakang's maritime trade has been emasculated. There is some profit, but it is very meager. But even so, Ning Fan is not willing to give up this foreign trade.

With Dakang's current financial resources, Ning Fan, who has three melons and two dates, naturally looks down on him. The biggest reason why he doesn't want to close foreign trade is that he doesn't want to lose these customers, because in Ning Fan's mind, Dakang will soon We can regain the hegemony of the oceans. At that time, we will need these trading partners to consume excess production capacity for Dakang.

But now Yinfan is facing a serious problem, that is, if the sea ban is not closed, then those people from the West will continue to pour into Dakang.

If these people carry pathogens, it will be difficult to detect them. They may even carry the infected person's body tissue into Dakang and secretly poison them, making it impossible to prevent them.

Pressing the gourd and raising the ladle, Ning Fan could not seal off the city endlessly and trap the people in a city alive to die. Doing so would not only harm the peace of the world, but also consume Ning Fan's reputation as an emperor.

What happened in Shazhou this time has dealt a big blow to Ning Fan. In his dreams these days, he can dream about the people in Shazhou City crying day and night. It's like scenes of hell on earth constantly flashing in Ning Fan's mind. In front of you.

For several nights, as soon as Ning Fan fell asleep, various horrific scenes would appear in front of his eyes, which made Ning Fan suffer a lot of torture recently. He really didn't want to fight against this plague anymore, because it was really difficult to make a choice against the plague. To save the lives of the vast majority of people, some lives must be sacrificed.

But everyone is born equal, and no one is qualified to deprive a person of his life. Ning Fan felt deep self-blame and even self-doubt in his heart because of what happened to Shazhou.

With no antibiotics being developed in this era, Ning Fan was absolutely helpless against the plague.

But now that the English have mastered the precise poisoning technology of the plague, Ning Fan really has a headache.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you haven't eaten for two days. What's going to happen if you continue like this? You are the True Dragon Emperor, and the people of Dakang must rely on your Majesty. If your Majesty's body collapses, then these people should what to do?"