Hard to be a good wife

"I didn't expect that Wu Taiyi is still a good storyteller, and he stunned the king for a while. The climax of the plot is really touching!" Zhao Sanlang muttered in front of Tang Yue For a long time, I was very emotional.

Tang Yue held his hand and asked, "That is to say, is Your Highness okay? Your Majesty doesn't believe those rumors anymore?"

"This..." Zhao Sanlang sighed: "I don't know, the king didn't say it clearly, but he must not believe it."

Prince Zhao has not returned yet, and Tang Yue's heart is hanging. Although he believes that Prince Zhao can handle this situation well, he is the king of a country after all, and accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Who knows where he has cramp. Go crazy again?

Hey, the people who become emperors must be a little bit insane, right?I don't know if Prince Zhao will do the same in the future.

This is not good, it seems that he should prepare some medicinal materials for calming the nerves in advance, lest he become neurasthenia after being depressed in the palace every day.

"Wu Qing, is the artemisinin you mentioned so miraculous? Where did it come from?" The King of Nanjin listened attentively.

"Your Majesty, you would never have imagined that this artemisinin is not extracted from the Artemisia annua we eat, but must be extracted from Artemisia annua, and it cannot be boiled, it must be soaked in salt water and squeezed out the juice. use."

"It's so simple to have such a magical effect?"

Doctor Wu took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket like a treasure, and offered it carefully, "Your Majesty, look, this is artemisinin. It was secretly hidden by the minister for a while to commemorate it, but the princess said that this artemisinin It must be fresh to be useful, the one in this bottle may have expired."

The King of Nanjin sniffed it curiously. The smell was a bit strong. It was hard to imagine that such a simple thing could cure the disease that everyone talked about.

"In this case, go and find some villagers who have been cured in Huanghua Village and show them to me. I am really curious about Wu Taiyi's simple mind, so I agree, "Then the king can send someone to Huanghua Village to summon, and remember to pick a few people who are seriously ill. What's more, the minister actually made notes to record their daily illnesses, so that it will save a lot of trouble if there is such an epidemic in the future. "

"Oh? That's really good, and the artemisinin recipe must be remembered clearly.

"That's natural. The Crown Princess has already explained that in the future, I have to order people to grow more Artemisia annua, so as not to run out of wild ones..."

"Doctor Wu, these common people have a heavy task of growing food, how can they have the time and energy to grow herbs?" Mr. Zhan took advantage of the loophole and immediately got in.

Immediately, a faction of officials echoed: "Yes, there are continuous wars at the border, the army's food and grass consumption is huge, and the taxes of the people are already very heavy. If they are allowed to grow herbs, I'm afraid...the people will change their minds."

"Hey, what are you two adults talking about? This Artemisia annua is not difficult to grow, just a few per household, how much burden can it have? It is a life-saving treasure at a critical time, you might as well ask the common people, Are they willing to spend this time and energy to grow something that might save their lives!"

The King of Southern Jin nodded secretly, "Just as Wu Qing said, pass on the decree, and the widows will not force it, and clearly explain the stakes. It is up to them to decide whether to plant or not."

That being said.But the king's edict.Who dares to disobey the people?

"My lord, it's too early to talk about this at this time. You haven't confirmed that this medicine can really save lives." Master Zhan reminded cautiously.

Have you forgotten that today's court meeting is to question His Highness the Crown Prince's bad deeds?Why was the subject dragged away by a doctor?

"That's right, send someone to preach the decree, find some civilians who have suffered from the epidemic, and I will take a look at it."

This wait lasted half a day, Prince Zhao went to the Queen's Empress to greet her, had a meal, and listened to a long chat before hearing the news from outside the palace.

Two imperial guards prostrated themselves on top of the main hall, lowered their heads and reported, "Report to Your Majesty, Huanghua Village... Huanghua Village no longer exists!"

"Ah... what... how could it not exist... Could it be..." Everyone locked their eyes on Prince Zhao, and even Duke Heng couldn't speak in surprise.

I thought it was just a false accusation, could it be...?

But when they changed their minds, most people still trusted Prince Zhao more, as if someone deliberately framed him, after all, it was too easy to kill the villagers of a small village.

"What do you mean it doesn't exist? What about people? The house? The prince just came back from the disaster relief yesterday. Could it be that he ascended to heaven collectively today?" the King of Nanjin asked.

"Report to Your Majesty, there are traces of burning in Huanghua Village, all the houses have been reduced to ashes, and some corpses have been found. But..."

"But what?"

"However, they are all headless corpses, so burned that nothing can be identified."

"Headless body? Why?" The Southern Jin king was puzzled.

Mr. Zhan immediately stood up, "Your Majesty, there is nothing left to guess. It must be that the villain did not want people to recognize the identity of the villagers, so he killed the killer and removed his head. In this way, the identity of the deceased cannot be identified." up

"Master Zhan's words are wrong. There are only a dozen corpses, but there are hundreds of villagers in Huanghua Village. If it is really burned, where will the other corpses go?" Heng Guogong immediately refuted.

"I have to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. What if he killed the people infected with the disease in batches? I'm afraid even the ashes of the previous ones have been buried in the soil, so naturally they can't be found."

"Master Zhan, you must smear this nonsense on His Highness the Crown Prince, what is your intention?"

"My lord, why do you have to defend Prince Zhao? Could it be that, in your eyes, only the prince is the only one above the court?"

"Crack!" The King of Southern Jin rose up against the case, and angrily said: "Shut up, everyone! How decent is it to make a scene in the court?"

"Your Majesty, calm down..." Everyone hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, but Prince Zhao remained calm and sat in his seat.

"Cong'er, tell me, where are the villagers in Huanghua Village?" Nanjin Wang Yin asked Prince Zhao holding back his anger.

He didn't really believe in this rumor at first, but after hearing the story of Dr. Wu, he didn't believe it even more. He didn't expect this to be the result.

And...he glanced at Duke Heng, the unconditional trust just now was really suspicious.

No matter how capable Prince Zhao is, these people don't have to rush to the Prince's side, right?

Prince Zhao stood up, bowed calmly, and said, "Father, when my son left yesterday, the villagers were still fine. Why did they burn overnight without leaving any slag?"

"Yes, Your Highness, why is this?" Mr. Zhan asked back.

"My son is willing to take people to investigate, it is necessary to find out the truth!"

"Isn't the truth already clear? Does Your Highness have any other excuses?" Mr. Zhan chuckled, "Actually, this is not a big deal. It's been like this since ancient times when dealing with epidemics. Huangbao Village is so close to Yecheng. It would be an immeasurable loss if the source of the disease spread to Ye City, I thought that His Highness's move was too decisive and correct."

Prince Zhao glanced at him, and snorted coldly, "Master Zhan's mouth really can turn right and wrong. In the past years, I was fighting abroad, so I really can't match your words, but..."

Everyone strained their ears to listen, only to hear Prince Zhao say coolly: "However, Gu just now remembered that the villagers of Huanghua Village should be placed in other places, lest they become the souls of the sword because of Gu."

"Your Highness, what you said..." The credibility is too low, who can believe it?

"Is there any evidence?" The King of Nanjin asked holding his breath.

"Of course there is. Go tell the village chief of Huanghua Village, and the king will know when he asks."

"Your Majesty has never met the people in that village. It's up to you whether they are round or flat?"

Prince Zhao stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Of course my father will believe this person when he sees him."

The King of Southern Jin showed doubts, but he still nodded in agreement, "declare this person into the palace!"

It didn't take long this time, an old man wearing a sackcloth came in tremblingly, leaning on a crutch cut from a tree branch.

He squinted his eyes and looked up at the king on the dragon chair, then knelt down and kowtowed three times, "My lord, do you still remember this old slave?"

"..." Everyone had different thoughts, and some thought: This old guy is so serious when he starts dating, doesn't he take himself too seriously?

Some people also thought: If His Royal Highness really did such a thing, would he still want to help him with good words?

However, His Royal Highness, who was remembered by everyone, was much calmer, "Father, this person is the head of Huanghua Village, and he has also suffered from the disease, why don't you listen to him?"

The King of Nanjin stared at the old man for a long time, his memory was a bit vague, but it was not a big deal, so he said, "Who are you?"