Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Plague, known as "big head wind", "big head plague", "pimple plague", etc., when sick, the lymph nodes are swollen, accompanied by high fever and severe pain. Those who are acute will die within a few hours, and those who are slow will die in two or three days. The longest period shall not exceed six days.Moreover, it is extremely contagious!Juxtaposed with smallpox, it is the most discolored disease nowadays.If it is infected, it will almost be a disaster for the whole city, and the history books and government annals all describe it as a "big epidemic".

Therefore, when Cui Yu heard Jia She's words, he took the lead in embracing Jia She with one hand and covering Jia She's mouth with the other.Not to mention that Jia Amnesty grabbed Song Xueci's arm and said this, his expression seemed a little weird, we have to consider Song's identity and Dali Temple's position.It is the word plague, so people have to be cautious.

Jia She, who was "assaulted" in the blink of an eye: "..."

The wide-eyed Jia Amnesty shuddered in the face of Song Xueci and Bian Shaoqing's scrutiny, as well as Cui Yu who did not care about etiquette, and finally thought of the excitement of "future generations" and "good people will be rewarded". down.

I really can't blame him for being so excited, he was already a great fortune to be able to do it all over again, God didn't open a back door for him, and gave him the genius skills of "photographic memory" and "Bai Xiao Tong".After all, the old saying goes that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change, which is enough to witness a person's temperament...

amount……

Jia Amnesty bowed his head, not daring to look at the eyes of the three people in the room, thinking about how to explain the previous words and deeds and prevent the plague.These three, in addition to being in charge of the local government, Cui Yu has also worked as a supervisor and censor, and is a good adjudicator; let alone Dali Temple, Bian Shaoqing can be the second in command, so what if he has no ability?As for Song Xueci, listening to the name, in order to become Song Ci's second, it is said that he even looked down on the throne!

Seeing Jia Amnesty's appearance, Bian Shaoqing glanced at Cui Yu, who used his own actions to protect his shortcomings, and then glanced at Song Xueci, who had an unpredictable attitude, took a deep breath, tried not to put on a questioning look, coughed dryly, and tried his best to Kindly, asked: "Why did Mr. Jia think of the plague?"

It's not like I haven't encountered a mouse nest before!The mice in Guangning Mansion's litter were all fat and strong, and it looked like they were full.And the litter they saw today was almost dead rats, maybe it had something to do with the corpse already decomposed.

But no matter what, the content of the previous conversation did not mention the specific situation in the pit.Of course, the specific situation will not be disclosed to Cui Yu and Jia She!

Did Jia Amnesty open his eyes?

wrong!

Being in Dali Temple, Bian Shaoqing has also seen the power of fighting in many private houses in the high gate compound.Among them is the insane use of smallpox pox, and one family failed to "precisely control", and in the end it harmed its own baby, and then the case broke out.Therefore, he naturally thought of what to do if someone became mad and raised a sick mouse?

Raising mice with this disease is much easier than smallpox.And if there were sick rats, they might have indiscriminately attacked the common people (no matter what happens to the officials and eunuchs, it is impossible for the rats to run all over the house), and then a large-scale "plague" formed, then...

I dare not even think about the consequences!

Bian Shaoqing looked a little solemn, and looked straight at Jia Amnesty: "Master Jia!"

Hearing a majestic cry in his ear, Song Xueci also recovered from the secret sigh of "Could it be crazy", and fixed his eyes on Jia She, who was drooping his head.

The reason why he didn't think of the word "plague" first was that he had seen "the little mad princess".He always felt that Emperor Taixing and Jia Daishan's son were abnormal.

Note that this son unilaterally refers to the prince and Jia Amnesty.

While playing with the children in the Ning Mansion, Prince Situ, whose pseudonym was Xiao Gongju, sneezed loudly for no reason.

Even though his scalp was numb from being stared at at this moment, Jia Amnesty still displayed the fearlessness of a general in the face of danger. He raised his head suddenly, glanced back at the three people who were also considered detectives in the room, and asked plausibly, "What are you looking at? What are you staring at?" , and you, dare to cover my mouth and cover me with your hand?"

Jia She glanced sideways at Cui Yu beside him, stretched out his white, slender and well-maintained hand, and said, "Look at your hand, the nails are not well cut, it's not as well-maintained as mine, and you dare to do it! I The mouth is also maintained every day, you know?"

"I don't know!" Cui Yu said coldly, "Stop talking about the topic and get to the point."

He can be a fool, but Song Xueci and Bian Shaoqing are not fools.

"The key point," Jia She said, even though he was so scared to death, he still had a thick skin and didn't blush or breathe, "The key point is to prevent the plague!"

After a pause, Jia She glanced at Song Xueci, and said in a low voice, "I can tell you, but you can't say that I said it. Didn't Master Song mention the mouse before, and I had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of something .Although I don’t know what Wang’er Township was doing before, but it’s something that was stolen from the tomb, hehe…”

Facing Cui Yu and Bian Shaoqing, Jia Amnesty smiled a little embarrassedly, and then looked carefully at Song Xueci, his voice could not be weaker: "I...I...I also received a few pieces."

Hearing this, Song Xueci nodded, and said, "There is a ghost market in Haining Village in the western suburbs. Dali Temple can't completely crack down on this. So continue to talk about it!"

Hearing the indignation of Song Xueci's gritted teeth, Jia Amnesty shivered for a moment: "Eight...Master Song, it is reasonable for some things to exist in this world. Even the sun can't shine all over the earth, there are always dark corners where there are young and promising people. The elite of the elite will also have dandies who are just waiting to die, why are you so old, since you took office, you have changed several places..."

But in the last life, the ghost market was finally located in Haiwang Village in the western suburbs.

Everyone thinks the Feng Shui here is good.

Overwhelmed the bastard!

So I secretly changed the name of the village, Haiwang Village!

"Give us rich and idle people a chance to save money, okay?? The more we toss and go, the farther we go, I don't want to go so far to catch leaks!" When Jia She said this, the sadness came from it, and he was so sincere that he almost burst into tears and roared: "From now on If you buy it in an antique shop, you have to double it, no one’s money comes from the wind, it’s not easy for my grandfather and father to earn money!”

"Is it reasonable not to pay taxes?" Song Xueci snorted coldly: "Not to mention the laws and regulations. What can catch your eyes, it must be the funeral objects of the Jiuqing princes or even the emperor's tomb. You don't dig other people's graves , but it is precisely because of the existence of you people that you buy people who are motivated by profit, and have the business of tomb robbery! Jia Amnesty, think about it, Rong Gong’s tomb will be stolen a hundred years later, how about you?"

"I……"

"Let's talk about the plague first!" Bian Shaoqing saw that the two seemed to be having a long discussion on whether the tomb robbery industry existed, and did not care about their identities, and asked himself the key points.

Cui Yu looked at Jia She, who was furious, his eyes flickered, and he smiled, and then he followed Bian Shaoqing and said: "Enhou, let's talk about the plague first, time waits for no one. If we delay it, it may not be possible." I can't get into the city."

When Bian Shaoqing heard this, he hurriedly urged him again.He has been away for nearly four days, and even if there is a letter from Fei Ge, he still has to report some things to Yu Siqing in person.

"Speak!" Song Xueci said concisely, "Your Excellency, you don't have to have any scruples. Students will have time to chat with you about criminal laws in the future."

When Jia She heard this, he almost knelt down to Song Xueci!He knew that people love laws, so he threw out the tomb robbery first, intending to use the news from the black market as the root cause of his uttering the word plague.After all, he had heard the news from the underworld.

But he forgot that Song Xueci is now his master.

Dear dad, take me away!

Don't talk slowly!

Although excited and angry, Jia Amnesty still controlled his rationality, and slowly said according to the "playbook" he had thought up when he bowed his head earlier: "That's... three or four years ago, when I was still wandering around, Hearing that there was a fan used by Concubine Yang Gui, I personally went to the black market to search for it, and enjoyed the fun of picking up leaks. Although I didn’t find it, I got a piece of jade with a good water quality, but within two days of showing off, there was an acquaintance The little cultural relics dealer in the shop told me all about it. Although this thing is a good thing, the pit that was unearthed is not easy to mess with. It is said that all of them died, and those who came out also got sick."

After a pause, Jia She sighed: "Now that I think about it, the people from Wang'er Township should have stolen the imperial tomb. But after thinking about it, it has been more than [-] years, and it is true that the limelight has passed. The things brought out should be They are being sold one after another. Oh, no!"

Jia She patted himself on the head, and said: "The point is the disease! The little cultural relics dealer said it was a retribution from the gods, and his jaw was so swollen that he just went to receive the goods from him, and he died the next day."

"So you suspect it's the plague?" Song Xueci frowned and looked at Jia Amnesty: "Then why did you look at me and say that?"

Jia Amnesty squinted at Song Xueci, and said with confidence: "Master Song Xueci, you are so boring! If I make a fool of myself, who is your father? How many of us will die if we don't follow?"

Bian Shaoqing was convinced by the second half of Jia Amnesty's sentence.In the past, the Eighth Prince loved to investigate and solve the case by himself, but after all, he still traveled according to the prince's treatment. At most, he would interrogate some captured prisoners in the prison.Now, relying on Song Xueci, he said he would show up at the scene, dig the grave when he said digging the grave, and carry the corpse when he said it.

Therefore, Bian Shaoqing didn't care about how much truth and falsehood there were in Jia She's words, and said: "After all, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, we should go back to the city as soon as possible and have a look."

"Master Song, only in good health can we solve the countless unsolved cases." Cui Yu persuaded.

"I look very irrational?" Song Xueci held his breath: "Let's go back to the city first, rectify it, and come back tomorrow."

"En." Jia Shezhen nodded emphatically, but he had made up his mind. No matter how suspicious the other three were, he would immediately launch a war against rats when he returned.

For him in his previous life, a local tyrant who had almost never been out of Beijing except for wandering around Zhuangzi, going to incense, or attending funerals, he was not interested in a poor country at all, so he didn't care, and it was news Forget it.

Now he is also considered a local official.

Take precautions!

Besides, it's autumn now, and after the harvest, the common people should tidy up their homes and take care of themselves.

And now there are still rich sea merchants, hahahahaha!

Send me a medicine pack or something, it’s not bad for money!