After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Sure enough, as Fu Shiyu said, the plague ushered in a major outbreak. It was half a month after Emperor Sui Qing got the news, and immediately sent more than a dozen imperial physicians from the palace to the border, and they will leave tomorrow.

On the night before the departure, a carriage drove through many palaces and bluestone corridors facing the palace walls, and finally stopped in front of the solemn and solemn vermilion palace gate.

The imperial guard guarding the palace gate stepped forward, checked the little eunuch's palace plaque, and asked, "Which palace is it from?"

The little eunuch replied softly, "Hall of Honor and Harmony."

The imperial guard lifted the curtain and took a look. When he saw the figure sitting leisurely inside, his expression changed slightly, and he knelt on the ground hastily.

The little eunuch finally whipped the horse, and soon Zaoliu drove the two-wheeled carriage smoothly out of the palace gate.

In the elegant small courtyard, there is a cylindrical stone table, on which there is an exquisite lotus incense burner, and the soothing incense is burning.

The aroma is sweet and not pungent, clear and light, and it smells good.

Hearing the knock on the back door, Sijin hurried forward and pulled the knocker, and opened the back door.

She blessed her body and saluted first, then looked at Shen Yanting who was sitting behind the stone table, and whispered: "My lord, someone is here."

Shen Yanting wore a blue narrow-sleeved loose-fitting jacket, got up from the stone bench unhurriedly, stepped forward and bowed his hands and said: "The grassroots see Your Highness."

"..."

Feng Changxing lowered his eyes, looked at the thin figure in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "It's something you entrusted someone to give you."

Shen Yanting didn't answer, and stepped aside, "Caomin has prepared a very good dragon well, Your Highness is interested in trying the skill of making tea."

Feng Changxing's brows and eyes darkened slightly.

Today he is only wearing plain clothes, with a jade crown and hair tied up, and there is no depth to be seen in his deep and steady black eyes.There seems to be no connection with the Crown Prince who is in the limelight in the palace.

He was silent for a few breaths, and sat down on the other side of the stone table.

Si Jin moved lightly and closed the courtyard door quietly.

Shen Yanting followed and sat down, picked up the blue and white porcelain pot of hot tea, poured a gu for Feng Changxing who was opposite, then slowly put down the teapot, raised his sleeve and stretched out his hand, "Your Highness, please."

Xiao Chunzi who followed went up to test the poison with the silver needle, and after seeing that the silver needle did not change color, he retreated behind Feng Changxing.

Feng Changxing took a sip, the taste was fragrant and the aftertaste was endless, the craftsmanship was really good.

But the purpose of his coming is not just to taste this cup of tea.

He said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of losing your head when you invite Gu to come here?"

Shen Yanting smiled slightly, "If His Highness wants the head of the grassroots, I'm afraid he won't come to accept the appointment."

Feng Changxing looked complicated, looked at him for a while, and then said, "Where's the thing?"

Shen Yanting glanced at Si Jin behind him.

Sijin understood, carefully took out a crystal clear jade bottle from her arms, and presented it to Feng Changxing.

Feng Changxing brought it over, and just about to uncover it, Shen Yanting reminded, "Your Highness, no."

"This thing is timid and easily startled."

Feng Changxing paused, "Then how do you use it?"

Shen Yanting said: "Just put it under the dragon couch, it will crawl out by itself when it finds popularity."

Feng Changxing hummed, with suspicion in his eyes, "How can I be sure that this thing works?"

"Three days." Shen Yanting held up three fingers, and said unhurriedly: "Within three days, you can see the effect."

"Your Highness can wear the sachet given to you for the next few days."

Feng Changxing put the jade bottle in his wide sleeve in silence, brushed the fallen leaves off his shoulders, and said suddenly, "You said you were the orphaned prince from the previous dynasty?"

"But the night before Emperor Sui Qing approached the gate of the palace, a fire broke out in the Yiqing Palace. I heard...the empress and prince of the current dynasty were killed in the fire."

After finishing speaking, his eyes sharpened sharply, and he stared at the opposite person motionlessly.

Shen Yanting smiled without saying a word, and after a long time, he said softly: "Your Highness doubts the identity of the grassroots?"

Feng Changxing tapped the cup wall leisurely with his index finger, with deep meaning in his eyes, "It's not doubtful, it's just curiosity."

Shen Yanting's smile showed no sign of change, "Since Your Highness knows about the fire, he must have heard the rumors from the previous dynasty."

"Ah."

Feng Changxing's eyes were unpredictable, "I heard someone mention it once."

Shen Yanting said slowly: "Ever since the appearance of the ghost cavalry army, there have been rumors of immortality for a long time. After General Yan Chu disappeared, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the Eastern Qin Kingdom began to believe in immortality, practice alchemy, and even set up a new emperor later. An alchemist came to be the national teacher of Eastern Qin, in order to bless him with immortality and immortality."

"The people in Gu'er village are good at making Gu'er poison, outsiders look at it as evil, and no one dares to approach it. At that time, my mother was the saint of Gu'er village. The national teacher calculated my mother's fortune and wealth, and the emperor stayed with her. Ze Mianchang, after a decree, my mother changed her body and became the queen of the dynasty. Later, a fire broke out in Yiqing Palace, and nearly 50 people in the palace were killed. My mother rescued me from the fire, and then ordered Sijin to take me out of the palace. , so that a life can be saved.”

Feng Changxing picked up the tea gu, blew on the tea foam floating on it, and said inexplicably: "Then you were taken in by the Guangling prince in this courtyard, and the purpose was to regain the throne of Daqing?"

Shen Yanting pursed his lips and said: "Your Highness is joking, if the grassroots really wanted the throne of Daqing, they would not be able to find you now."

"Oh?" Feng Changxing's eyes sparked with interest, he put down the tea gu, and put his hands on the stone table casually, "Then what is the purpose?"

Shen Yanting lowered his eyes, looked at the tea leaves floating in the tea gu underneath, and said softly: "Your Highness is so smart, he must have seen that the prince of Guangling has a different intention, but last time King Guangling was punished with a salary, so he restrained himself a bit now."

"Caomin is a sinner, so he is worried that he will get into trouble in the future."

"If His Highness ascends to the throne as he wishes, it will be enough to save the lives of the grassroots."

Feng Changxing didn't say yes, nor did he say no. After a long time, it was intriguing: "Why did you find me?"

"Your Highness started the Yangzhou Water Canal this year, and it has been widely spread among the people in the capital. From the eyes of the grassroots, you have the talent for managing the economy, and you will be a generation of Mingjun in the future."

He flattered Feng Changxing calmly, but the person opposite him was expressionless, with no clue in his eyes.

Shen Yanting was at a loss and could only say: "This is the words from the heart of the grassroots. Don't ask His Highness to believe it now. In time, after seeing the results, you will see the sincerity of the grassroots."

"Ah."

Feng Changxing was finally willing to respond, and slowly stood up from the stone bench, "It's getting late, so I'm going back to the palace first."

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

Shen Yanting immediately bowed and saluted.

Thinking of something, he said again: "By the way, Your Highness."

"I would like to ask His Highness to do Cao Min a small favor."

Feng Changxing paused, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Yanting said: "I would like to ask Your Highness to arrange Cao Min into the team of imperial physicians."

Feng Changxing's eyes were slightly cold, "Why?"

Shen Yanting smiled, but didn't answer, and after a long time, he said: "Caomin has something to ask His Royal Highness Guangling."

He spoke frankly, but it dispelled doubts in people's hearts.

Feng Changxing pondered slightly in his heart, his face was watertight, "Yes."

"Tomorrow you will find Doctor Wen at the palace gate."

Shen Yanting bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Feng Changxing didn't stay any longer, and went out of the yard with Xiao Chunzi.

The carriage drove back to the palace slowly, and Xiao Chunzi couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, do you want to tell Mr. Fu about this today?"

Feng Changxing played with the jade bottle in his hand, and said coldly: "No need."

"But..." Xiao Chunzi hesitated to speak, "If Mr. Fu knows that you have concealed something from him, I'm afraid he will feel resentful."

Feng Changxing paused, and silently put the jade bottle back into his sleeve. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "If he really does what he said, at least it will take more than five years of planning. I can't wait now."

He clenched his fists tightly, the knuckles on the back of his hands protruded and turned white, and his eyes were full of surging hatred.

"The dog emperor has lived for so long, it's time to step down from the dragon throne."

Seeing them leave, Sijin closed the door, puzzled and said: "How can you be sure that the prince will definitely come?"

The corners of Shen Yanting's lips were slightly pursed, he stretched out his hand to uncover the incense burner on the stone table, and said quietly: "He hates Emperor Sui Qing so much, how can he sit still when he hears that there is such a good thing."

"Even if you know there is a fraud, you will take a risk to gamble."

Si Jin nodded with a half-understood understanding.

Shen Yanting looked down at the burnt Gu worms in the incense burner, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up a gloomy arc.

In the past few days of diagnosis and treatment, Fu Shiyu hadn't closed his eyes for three days. Last night, Chu Yan lifted his clothes and forced him to throw him on the couch to sleep for two hours.

Before dawn, he opened his eyes, went into the tent again, and began to flip through the records of the plague in recent years.

Antibiotics and various advanced medical equipment have been invented in modern times, and they are handy to deal with, but born in ancient times, these things can only be nonsense.

After studying for a few nights, Fu Shiyu ordered all the doctors to use ephedra, gypsum, rhubarb, and other medicinal materials for plague treatment, and supplemented with heat-clearing prescriptions such as silver flower, forsythia, and bellflower, as a rough treatment plan.

He put on the simple gloves made of linen, and put the cloth mask sterilized by boiling water on his face.

Before Fu Shiyu wanted to curb the number of people infected, he drew a few simple sketches of gloves and masks, and wanted Chu Yan to buy some needles, thread and linen to make by himself.

As a result, this person disappeared for a day with the blueprint, and in the evening he brought back a large sack of burlap to let him see if it was like this.

Fu Shiyu took a few glances, and although the workmanship was rough, it was barely usable.

He asked Chu Yan if he could make more masks if he had a way.

I thought this requirement was a bit overwhelming, but I didn't expect that these things have never been missing in the past half a month. Now the soldiers in the battalion can basically be allocated a cloth mask.

Although it doesn't have much effect, it's better than nothing.

Last time he asked Chongyang where these things came from.

Chongyang said that his master led his troops to arrest female workers from several nearby cities, and if they couldn't do so much in one day, they chopped off their heads. Those women, who had never seen such a battle, were so scared that they worked all night without sleep.

Putting on his mask, Fu Shiyu stepped out of the tent and walked towards the isolated military camp.

He made a lot of weird regulations, such as dividing the barracks into three large areas, and even took some weird names.

The confirmed infected area is called the infected area.

Temporarily safe is called asymptomatic area.

It is not yet determined whether the infected area is called the pending area.

The three areas must be completely separated, and there must be no contact between them. All food and clothing are used separately, and all tents and clothing must be disinfected every morning and evening.

A few large pots of bitter medicinal soup are boiled every day, and no matter whether they are infected or not, everyone must have a bowl.

These regulations are cumbersome and cumbersome, and naturally get fierce resistance from most soldiers.

But Fu Shiyu had no choice but to stand behind Guangling Shizi, whoever refused to obey, dozens of lashes will be whipped down, and you have to obediently obey the arrangement if you don't want to listen.

A veteran like Lian Yingzhu, last time he uttered a few words in front of the Crown Prince of Guangling. The Crown Prince of Guangling did not spare any sympathy and was about to whip him, but in the end it was the King of Guangling who came forward to ask for mercy.

As for the doctors who were arrested, after knowing it was the plague, they were so frightened that they ran away all night. They started to sneak away a few, and all of them were caught by Chu Yan. After being arrested, these doctors thought they were going to die, so they didn’t treat people. Not seeing a doctor, Fu Shiyu laughed angrily, and threatened that if they didn't see a doctor, they would take their whole family into the barracks.

When these doctors heard this, they were angry and anxious, cursing, and in the end they had no choice but to obey Fu Shiyu's arrangement.

Fu Shiyu became a thorn in the side of the military camp for a while, and these people wished him to die soon every day.

At first, some people went to complain outside the tent where King Guangling was resting. After being caught by Chu Yan once, they almost chopped off the heads of those soldiers in public.

As the number of people infected with the plague increased, they discovered the role of control.

The people who originally had opinions on Fu Shiyu began to slowly disappear, and the doctors who were arrested were even obedient to Fu Shiyu's orders.

At first, the soldiers who were resentful about these messy regulations also began to become silent.

As for the most violent response to the previous resistance, every time he saw Fu Shiyu, he would blushed and had a rough face, hiding if he could, and nodding slightly if he couldn't.

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