Qin asked

"Meng Qing came at the right time. I just figured it out. The chaos in Jinyang, or Meng Qing's coming so that I can rest assured that Meng Qing is willing to go?"

To be honest, Meng Ao was a little confused.

He originally wanted to tell Ying Zheng that he has a saddle and is sure to win this battle. By the way, he would also praise a wave of ink, saying that your majesty has a real eye for knowledge, makes good use of talents, and shows his loyalty to convince Ying Zheng. He was sent to suppress the Jinyang Rebellion.

But what is the situation?He didn't say anything yet, why did Ying Zheng change his words suddenly?I don't even know what to say when you act out of common sense like this!

After much deliberation, Meng Ao didn't know how to speak, so he could only say dryly: "I will definitely not disgrace my life."

……

One monarch and one minister stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other without saying a word.

Ying Zheng never expected to be cold. After holding back for a while, he still didn't wait for Meng Ao to speak. Would he be able to drive out Meng Ao who just came? Is there anything else?"

With Huatou, Meng Ao was finally able to continue.

"Does Your Majesty know the saddle?"

saddle?

Ying Zheng had some calculations in his mind, such a novel name was most likely invented by Mo Dou.

"Is this saddle made by Mo Dou? What's the use of talking about it?"

Meng Ao raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng strangely, it shouldn't be, how could the king not know, shouldn't it be that the king ordered Mo Dou to send the saddle to Mengfu?It can't be that his grandson really fell out of it... General Meng Ao, who vaguely guessed the truth, rejected this strange coincidence, there must be something wrong.

"It was made by his disciple, Umbrella, and a wooden seat is placed on the horse's back. It makes it easy for people to control the horse... Doesn't your majesty know?"

"Everything created by Mo Dou is new. His disciples are quite talented as teachers. I am busy with government affairs. Of course, it is the first time I hear about this thing. How would I know? However, if it is according to what Meng Qing said, the strength of the Qin State is determined. can greatly increase."

Therefore, the king did not use the saddle as a profit to lure the loyalty of the Meng family, but sincerely trusted the Meng family...

Meng Ao was a little ashamed, because he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Although the new King of Qin was young, he acted aboveboard.

Ying Zheng didn't know that Meng Ao, the brainy man in front of him, had already thought of him as an upright gentleman. Seeing that Meng Ao didn't speak, he thought that Meng Ao was worried about not letting him go to war before: " I also ask Meng Qing not to care about the previous things, I am new to the position, and I am especially afraid of doing wrong things, so I will inevitably feel a little restrained and indecisive in doing things, I made a mistake before, and I apologize to Meng Qing."

After speaking, he bowed to Meng Ao, and when he looked up, he saw Meng Ao with red eyes.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, if you order, I will definitely die!"

???

He thought that the other party would be moved, but he didn't expect the other party to be so excited... Or is it that people who practice martial arts are more likely to be emotional?But that's good too, at least I'm sure Meng Ao won't follow him against him.

The success of the alliance between Ying Zheng and Meng Ao disgusted Lu Buwei. Above the court, he looked coldly at Ying Zheng and Meng Ao's virtuous and loyal ministers. Remember who promoted him? !

However, Lu Buwei may not have imagined that for Meng Ao, he knew his own position from Qi to Qin. He has always been loyal to the King of Qin, and only the King of Qin can truly ensure that the Meng family has a firm foothold in Qin.

at the same time

The army is going out, and everyone is concerned about the battle, except Mo Dou, who is concerned about the weather.

The ink fountain draws a horizontal line on the paper, and writes a "Zheng" character. This is the tenth "Zheng" character, which means that it has not rained in Qin for fifty days.

Fifty days, only one and a half months, although the weather is gradually getting hotter, except for the farmers who are busy farming and the officials who calculate the calendar, not many people in Xianyang City have noticed this, but Mo Dou understands that Qin's first large-scale Drought has come quietly.

It was time to start preparations, Mo Dou put down his pen, sighed and ordered: "Uncle Niu, order me down, half of the people from Fangzi will come out to store water for me."

Speaking of the latter, Mo Dou gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word.

Damn, I'm going to lose money again!I won't even be able to use water in the future!

However, what Mo Dou never expected was that the plague broke out before the drought, and Xianyang City was also within the scope of the plague outbreak.

All of a sudden, everyone in Xianyang City was in danger, and the smell of white cloth and wormwood was everywhere. During the daytime, the street was deserted like midnight, but the gate of the medical clinic was crowded with people. Most of the rest are swindlers.

Mo Dou saw with his own eyes that a doctor asked a patient to do bloodletting!Naturally, this kind of result not only failed to curb the epidemic, but accelerated the spread of the plague. For example, the family that had the bloodletting was now completely sick, including the doctor.

The whole family is going to be tidy... However, Mo Dou can't laugh, and he's not interested in laughing at the ignorance of this family. Too many people die. Dozens of people are infected with the plague every day, and the number is gradually increasing , once it reaches a certain node, it will become an explosive disaster.

The best way is to contain this plague before it breaks out.

In ancient times, plagues were almost all plagues, including the Black Death in Europe, which was a type of plague, and the plague that Mo Dou encountered this time was the same.

Regarding the prevention and control of the plague, Mo Dou is of course familiar with it. He still has the ability to make a safety education pamphlet. There are many bamboo slips, but these are not a problem. The problem is, how will he meet Ying Zheng!

Originally Ying Zheng came out to look for him, Mo Dou didn't even think about entering the palace, but now because of the plague, Xianyang Palace is full of soldiers, let alone Ying Zheng came out, now even a fly can't fly in, unless Mo Dou has the ability To truly cure the plague, it is possible to enter the palace in this name.

So, Baidu!Can you tell me the raw materials for curing the plague?Streptomycin, gentamicin, beta-lactams, quinolones... what the hell are these!Can't he even do penicillin well!

Dry!Why don't I study medicine!

Now Mo Dou is more fortunate that Confucianism has not yet prevailed, at least he will not require his relatives to take care of the patients personally, so in the future, he will not have too many objections to his request for cremation of the corpse... right?

Mo Dou was in the house Baidu information about the plague, umbrella suddenly broke into Mo Dou's room, looking flustered.

"Grand...Young master...in the workshop...someone in the workshop is infected with the disease!"

Mo Dou stood up quickly. He had been studying the plague these days, so he wouldn't be too panicked. He was just about to give instructions on the protective measures, but when he saw the umbrella that was about to cry, he felt a little helpless.

"Why are you crying..."

"Son, tell me...will we...will we die..."

The first batch of patients had all died, and the second batch of patients was dying too.

Today, Umbrella saw several corpses on the street. These corpses were all slaves, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to collect the corpses.These corpses just lie on the ground, no one wants to approach them, including the umbrella, only flies are willing to fly on them, and occasionally a few mice will jump by.

Although the son asked him to cover his mouth with a cloth, Shan still felt that he could smell the smell of carrion in the air, the smell of wormwood mixed with the smell of corpses made people feel sick, but Shan still felt that the surroundings were full of dead air , is gradually invading into his and everyone's body.

Mo Dou sighed, stepped forward to tiptoe and touched the head of the umbrella, the umbrella lowered his head in response, Mo Dou felt that the head of the umbrella was still trembling slightly, after all, the umbrella was just a teenager...

Mo Dou promised: "No, your son assures you that we will not die."

Isn't it the plague!After all, it's a bar of soap!He still can't believe it can't be cured!