Mr. Fu ran away again today

The backyard of the government office has been tidied up, and magistrate Zhu ordered ginger soup to keep them away from the cold.

In King Li's courtyard and in the rooms of the two adults, hot water was provided for bathing, and other people did not have this treatment.

Mo Chen took advantage of Fu Chuxi, and the two of them got into a bathtub and took a hot bath.

Normally, Mo Chen would definitely take this opportunity to mess around, but this time it rained all night, rode horses all night, and did not eat except for a few sips of wine, both of them were exhausted.

Mo Chen leaned on Fu Chuxi's body, closed his eyes and enjoyed the gentle kneading and massage of Li Wang on his shoulders and back. When the water was almost cold, both of them got up, wiped their wet hair, and went to have lunch.

While eating, Cheng Xuan came in from the outside.

Fu Chuxi said, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Xuan said: "It has been confirmed, all the victims have been resettled, and buckets of ginger soup have been sent there, and the county magistrate Zhu has sent people to send clean clothes, water and food, although the place is crowded Some, the conditions are a bit worse, but everyone has a shelter."

Fu Chuxi nodded and said, "Go and rest, too."

Mo Chen and Fu Chuxi had lunch, and their hair was almost dry, so they both went to rest on the couch.

The two slept together.

Mo Chen originally planned to sleep until he woke up naturally, but after lying down for less than two hours, he felt Fu Chuxi beside him wake up.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Mo Chen asked sleepily.

Fu Chuxi leaned over and lightly kissed his eyes: "You continue to sleep, I still have some things to deal with."

Mo Chen hummed vaguely and fell asleep again.

Fu Chuxi tied up her hair, put on her robe and boots, opened the door and went out.

Mo Chen slept until dusk, and he was still awake when Fu Chuxi came back.

Fu Chuxi met with County Magistrate Zhu in the afternoon and asked about the situation in Linzhou Prefecture.

Sure enough, the river broke its embankment, and Linzhou Mansion was completely submerged. Standing on the mountain, you can see a whole city soaked in water.

Fortunately, they evacuated in time, otherwise, when the flood really arrived, it would be too late to leave.

"Get up and have dinner." Fu Chuxi handed the twisted towel to Mo Chen who was called out in a daze. Mo Chen took it and wiped his face.

Seeing that he was not in good spirits, Fu Chuxi reached out to touch his forehead and took his pulse.

"I'm fine," Mo Chen let him check his pulse, and smiled, "It's just that I'm a little tired from the journey. Are you busy so far? After dinner later, go to bed early today."

Fu Chuxi took his pulse carefully and confirmed that Mo Chen was really not sick, so he was relieved.

After dinner, Fu Chuxi told Mo Chen about the situation in Lincheng, and he said: "Now that three hundred people from Linzhou Prefecture have moved here, Lincheng was originally on the edge of the disaster area. I'm afraid the people will complain. I'll be busy these days." , you pass the time by yourself. I will ask Cheng Xuan to add a small stove to your meal, and I will make you some delicious food when I have time."

Although Mo Chen disliked Cheng Xuan's cooking skills, he was reluctant to let Fu Chuxi cook for him when he was so busy. He said: "No, although Cheng Xuan's dishes are bland, the original taste is the most nourishing, isn't it? Are you busy?" You, don't worry about me. I'll take Chengxuan around tomorrow, and I can set up another porridge shed in Lincheng."

"Okay." Fu Chuxi said, "There have been patients who were infected with the plague before Lincheng, and they have all been sent to the courtyards in the suburbs for treatment. At this time, you can hire someone and avoid running outside."

"You are not afraid, what am I afraid of?" Mo Chen smiled, "As a family member, I have to fight side by side with Mr. Fu."

Fu Chuxi smiled, took another sip of tea, and rubbed the center of his brows tiredly.

Mo Chen asked Cheng Xuan to prepare hot water for Fu Chuxi to wash, and after washing, he dragged Fu Chuxi to the bed and lay down.

Mo Chen slept all afternoon, and now he was much more energetic, so he asked Fu Chuxi to lean in his arms, and stretched out his hands to massage the acupuncture points on his head to relax.

Fu Chuxi's black hair was scattered, and it lay softly on Mo Chen's body. After Mo Chen rubbed his head for a while, Fu Chuxi fell asleep.

Only then did Mo Chen put the man away, and pulled the thin quilt to cover him.

The next day, Fu Chuxi still got up very early, and Mo Chen also got up early. The two of them had breakfast together and then went to their own business.

Mo Chen took Chengxuan to buy food to cook porridge like Linzhou Mansion did. He gave out porridge every afternoon, but this time he cooked some more and sent it to the disaster victims in Linzhou Mansion.

At night, Mo Chen was fine, but Fu Chuxi was so tired that she didn't eat any meals when she came back, so she fell asleep first.

It was not until night was woken up by Mo Chen that he drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and fell asleep again.

Three days passed quickly, and no one infected with the plague was found. According to his promise, County Magistrate Zhu resettled the victims in several empty courtyards in the west of the city. However, due to the large number of victims, there were still many families crowded together under one roof Case.

Two days later, after Fu Chuxi sent a memorial to the capital, a few people in the victim's yard in Linzhou Mansion suddenly developed a high fever, and within two days they talked nonsense and lost their minds.

Originally, this situation should be reported in time, but these victims were afraid that they would all be driven out, so they had the courage to hide it until they were seen by the people who delivered the food.

Lincheng suddenly fell into panic, and everyone was in danger.

The county magistrate of Zhu ordered someone to drive a carriage, covered his mouth and nose with a cloth towel, and carried the plague-infected people into the cart, and sent them to a courtyard in the suburbs for treatment. He also asked the doctor to go door-to-door in the courtyard to check to ensure that they were not hidden. patients.

When the carriage left, Mo Chen was serving porridge in the porridge shed.

Because someone was infected with the plague, there were not as many people who came out to receive the porridge as usual. As soon as the carriage passed by, almost everyone in front of the porridge shed gave way and waited for the carriage to go far before returning.

Seeing this situation, Mo Chen asked the doctor to prescribe some preventive medicine, regardless of whether it worked or not, he first boiled a big pot and let others take it.

As soon as the people infected with the plague appeared, Fu Chuxi came back even later.

The emperor seemed to have finally remembered that his son was helping the disaster in the area where the plague broke out. A few days later, with the arrival of a batch of relief supplies, there was an order for the two imperial envoys to wait for the relief supplies to be distributed before leaving for Beijing.

Fu Chuxi and Lord Zhou led the two adults to work for a few more days, and finally completed the task assigned by the emperor, and prepared to return to Beijing the next day.

Fu Chuxi has been overworked these days, and is in a state of exhaustion every day, which makes Mo Chen very distressed.

The night before returning to Beijing, Mo Chen specially bought fish and asked Cheng Xuan to cook the fish soup according to the method Fu Chuxi said before. He also added salt himself to ensure that the fish soup would not be as watery.

When the fish soup turned milky white, Fu Chuxi finally came back.

Fu Chuxi had just entered the yard, when Mo Chen got up and went out, "Are you back? Have you eaten yet?"

Fu Chuxi said, "Eat."

Mo Chen said again: "Eat and eat some more, I made fish soup for you, come in and have a bowl."

Unlike Xu Xiaoliang, Cheng Xuan couldn't help complaining when he was robbed of credit. Cheng Xuan put fish soup on the table and said, "Your Highness, the island owner spent a long time cooking it himself. You can try it."

"En." Fu Chuxi sat down at the table, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Looking at it, Mo Chen's heart ached: "Go to bed early, tomorrow we will go back to the capital, and we can have a good rest when we arrive in the capital."

Fu Chuxi glanced at him and said, "Aren't you going back to Mochen Island?"

Mo Chen said: "Going back... I have to wait until I send you back to the capital safely. Otherwise, I don't feel at ease." Mo Chen said, scooped up a spoonful of fish soup, handed it to Fu Chuxi's mouth, and he opened his mouth to drink After drinking it, he frowned and took the empty cup beside him and spit it out.

"Why is it so fishy?" Fu Chuxi asked.

"Is it fishy?" Mo Chen picked up the bowl and took a sip, "Why don't I feel fishy?"

Fu Chuxi smiled and said, "I'm afraid you're used to rough food, and your tongue is not sensitive anymore."

Mo Chen said: "How is it possible? If you don't believe me, try it."

Fu Chuxi said, "Try what?"

Mo Chen smirked: "Try to see if my tongue is sensitive."

Fu Chuxi's face became hot, Cheng Xuan and Cheng Yu exchanged a look, and they both retreated quietly.

Fu Chuxi rinsed her mouth with tea and said, "I'm a little tired, let's sleep for a while."

Mo Chen said: "I'll ask Cheng Xuan to fetch water."

However, Fu Chuxi seemed to be extremely tired, she didn't even take off her coat and boots, she fell on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Mo Chen was very helpless, so he had no choice but to get up and help him take off his shoes and socks, and he also took off his outer robe. After all the tossing, he pulled the thin quilt to cover him.

Mo Chen thought that Fu Chuxi fell asleep so quickly because he was too tired, but he didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Fu Chuxi had a fever.