After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

As soon as Huaizhen returned to the palace, he threw himself into the affairs that had piled up for days, among which there were the most memorials related to the plague in Yuzhou.

He read a few books urgently and found out the so-called "unclear" situation.

The judge of Tai Hospital said: "Some people suffered from this disease a month ago, but no one cared about it at that time. Later, a family of three went to the bathhouse to take a bath, which directly infected nearly a hundred people. As of today, 15 people have died of this disease." , and most of them are children and the elderly, although the disease is highly contagious, it can be initially controlled with Lingzhi Baoyuan Pills and Baicao Decoction."

The Minister of the Household Department stepped forward and said: "The Household Department has allocated funds to purchase the medicinal materials needed for these two prescriptions from major pharmacies in central and central Beijing, and they will be delivered to Yuzhou early tomorrow morning."

Huai Zhen nodded approvingly, "This epidemic came suddenly, the Sixth Department will cooperate with the Imperial Hospital, and if the Imperial Hospital has any needs, they can report to the Minister of the Sixth Department by leapfrogging. All matters related to Yuzhou are the top priority right now. , don’t slack off.”

The court judge and the ministers of all ministries said together: "Your Majesty is benevolent."

Huaizhen wrote two words on the memorial with a red pen, and felt a dull pain in the bones of his hand, so he had to put down the pen, and scratched his itchy palm with his thumb. He looked at Murong beside him, and asked, "Can you judge this? What is sick?"

Murong covered his mouth and nose, and wore gloves on his hands. He was flipping through a stack of medical records reported by Yuzhou. He raised his head after hearing Huaizhen's inquiry:

"Your Majesty, I have carefully checked the medical records of dozens of people. I can confirm that the disease is transmitted through hand-to-foot contact. Pus will overflow from the hands and feet of the infected person, which looks like beads of sweat. If a healthy person touches a sick person Pus on the hands or feet of a man is instantly contagious."

"Sweat on your hands?!" Huaizhen thought of the child who was picked up outside Qizhou City, his wet hands clung to the back of Huaizhen's hands, staining his palms.

Murong continued: "In the early stage of the disease, the hands and feet will feel unbearably itchy and the palms will turn purple, then the whole body will become hot and unconscious. If effective treatment cannot be obtained, within a month, the hands and feet will fester and die. I have seen this disease recorded in an old medical book, and the ancestors called it hand-foot disease."

Huaizhen's face froze, "You said it was purple, but this?" He spread his dull right hand.

Murong saw only the center of the king's palm was bruised and purple.

All the officials in the hall were shocked, "Your Majesty?!"

"...It's that child." Huaizhen realized later, "The group of Yuzhou people who entered Qizhou probably got sick...cough cough...!!"

"Your Majesty!" Murong stepped forward, took Huaizhen's left hand through the glove to feel his pulse.

Huaijiu Gu summoned Tu Wei, "Hurry up and inform Qizhou to seal the city, and the people of Yuzhou can no longer be allowed to enter the country. Those who have already entered the country, including those who have been in contact with this group of people in the city, will be treated alone...cough cough. .. If this disease spreads to Chu Shao, I will punish you with death!"

"My minister takes orders!!" Tu Wei immediately stepped out of the hall.

After Murong checked his pulse, he frowned tightly, "Your Majesty, you can't be tired anymore."

"Are you sure?" Huaizhen calmly accepted the fact that he had the plague, but he was lucky that he responded in time that day, and Chu Shao helped the child up first, otherwise Chu Shao would be the one who got sick today.

He coughed a few times, his face paled visibly to the naked eye, but he was still calm, hanging on the last bit of energy, and said to the officials in the hall:

"It's enough to have Murong as an imperial doctor by my side. The focus of the imperial hospital is still on the people of Yuzhou. The Ministry of War...sent troops to the neighboring states and counties of Yuzhou to check the people who have entered and left Yuzhou. The people are alert, do not have any physical contact in the near future."

"I'm not allowed to make public about my illness, and the daily court meeting will be cancelled, but if there are any changes among the people, they must be notified in the memorial. Those who don't report the knowledge will be punished as a crime of deceiving the emperor. The memorial of the day will be approved by Zhenhui on the same day. Officials can't mess up their own positions, if the sky falls, they must stand up for the people of Zhongqin."

All the ministers looked up at the weak but strong emperor, knelt down at the same time, and shouted in unison, "Long live Your Majesty!!"

Huaizhen left the imperial study room after the most difficult affairs were dealt with, but he was unwilling to go back and lie down. He forced himself to go to the Qiwu Palace, stood under the Phoenix tree, and looked up at the flower on the branch in dizziness. Half-bloomed flowers.

"Fortunately, it was watered..." He was glad that when he took his heart blood, his body was still healthy, and this flower would still bloom for Chu Shao.

"Your Majesty, why are you bothering?" Murong sighed, "Your Majesty is in the prime of his life, originally he was strong and healthy, but it was the last three years of hard work that made his body weak, so he contracted hand and foot disease. Young Master Chu has done so much, but Young Master Chu doesn't know anything, is it really worth it?"

"If he can live well, everything is worth it." Huaizhen listened to the rustling of the phoenix tree branches and leaves, "I also hope that little phoenix can fall back to the palace after playing enough, but he doesn't want to come back, he would rather live in Wu Palace and change hands , and don't want to come back to me..."

Huaizhen covered his heart in pain, but soon he found that it was useless to cover his heart, because his whole body was in pain, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves of the poinciana fell on Huaizhen, just like that, knocking down the king of a country.

In the next half month, he managed to deal with the government affairs, and the plague in Yuzhou was gradually brought under control, but his illness became more and more serious.

His whole body was scalding with a high fever, his hands were covered with red and purple rashes, his hands were so swollen that he couldn't hold a Chinese ink pen and could not write memorials, his whole body looked like tens of thousands of ants were biting his bones, and he couldn't sleep all night.

During the day, Huaizhen always stares at the gold-woven tent in a daze, muttering: "Flowers..."

Murong responded to him, "The flowers have already bloomed, Your Majesty."

Huaizhen held the corner of his mouth and smiled with difficulty. Before falling asleep, he never forgot to tell him, "Keep it from Qizhou..."

With a snap, the jade cup in Chu Shao's hand fell to pieces again - this was the third cup he dropped this month.

"Why do you always see you lost your mind recently?" Chu Yun called the servants to clean up, sat next to Chu Shao and asked, "Still thinking about the matter with Huai Zhen?"

"He's probably really angry." Chu Shao wiped the tea on his hand with a handkerchief, "He hasn't replied to my memorial for a month."

Chu Yun guessed: "Maybe it's because the plague in Yuzhou is serious, so he didn't take any action?"

"No matter how busy he was in the past, he would always answer me." Chu Shao lowered his eyes and rumpled his sleeves in a disorganized way. He suddenly thought of something, and raised his head to ask Xiangxiu, "Is there any news about choosing a concubine in Beijing recently? "

Xiangxiu was in a trance, when he heard the young master's question, he forced a smile and said, "Young master, you are joking, Your Majesty has never thought about choosing a concubine."

"...It wasn't there before, maybe now." Chu Shao scratched his hair angrily, and the hairbands made of rabbit hair were all shaved by him, "How could I say that I want him to make someone else the queen?" What kind of nonsense?! What if he takes it seriously?"

Xiangxiu couldn't help but said, "My lord... Instead of being entangled with this, why don't you go back to Beijing and explain to His Majesty face to face?"

Chu Shao worried, "I am a guilty minister, and I cannot enter Beijing without being summoned."

"Your Majesty won't care about this. If you don't go back to see me again, I'm afraid..." Xiangxiu's voice became lower and lower. She knew the situation in Beijing best. I am afraid that the two of them will not even see each other for the last time, but there are some things that cannot be said now.

At this time, the boy who ran in to report completely interrupted Xiangxiu's unfinished words.

The boy rushed to Chu Yun and said, "My lord, the doctor's medicine is here."

As soon as Chu Yun heard it, he knew that the palace was sending medicine, and he wondered why it was two days late this month.

Chu Shao didn't suspect him, and didn't think there was anything unusual about the medicine he drank every month, so he didn't follow his brother when he went to fetch the medicine.

When Chu Yun walked to the door, he realized that it wasn't the Murong genius doctor who delivered the medicine this month, but General Tu Wei.

The blood-red flowers are still placed in the brocade box, even if they are separated from the tree trunk, they are still alive and vigorous, and they will live forever.

Tu Wei said: "If Second Young Master takes this flower, he will be cured of his illness. The medicine he has taken in the past three years can keep him safe and sound for the rest of his life."

"Thank you." Chu Yun took the flowers and was about to send off the palace envoys as usual, but Tu Wei said, "According to His Majesty's instructions, I will not complete my mission until I see Second Young Master drink the last flower with my own eyes."

Seeing his solemn expression, Chu Yun was puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions, and was busy decocting the medicine.

While Chu Shao was thinking wildly, the medicine had already been brought to the table by his brother.

The rich and strange fragrance rushed over, Chu Shao didn't think about it, took the medicine and drank it, and also ate a few petals.

Wait until the medicine in the bowl bottoms out.

As if approaching the amnesty, Xiangxiu took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it in front of Chu Shao, "Master, this was sent by the little prince two days ago, the servant dared not show it to you, and insisted on waiting for you to drink the medicine today." , so I can deliver the letter to you."

"Ah Xuan wrote a letter?"

Chu Shao took the letter, and there was a big lump in the envelope, obviously it was more than just a letter.

He opened the envelope and poured out a piece of letter paper and a flower bud.

The buds are bright, without any withering color, exactly the same as the petals that Chu Shao just took in. He seemed suspicious, and opened the letter in a daze:

"Sister-in-law, do you want to see the Phoenix tree bloom? In Qiwu Palace, Brother Huang planted one for you, you can go back to the palace and have a look.

There is only one flowering Phoenix tree in this world, and it was planted by Brother Huang for you alone. "

Chu Shao picked up the bud and smelled it with his nose. Even if the scent was faint, it was enough for him to recognize that this flower was the medicine he had been drinking for three years—it turned out that this was the rumor, and it took painstaking effort to get it. Feed the Phoenix flower.

In the past three years, whose heart and soul has he been drinking? ——It is the king's blood that he only hopes can sit firmly in the hall and enjoy the glory.

"My lord!" Tu Wei waited for Chu Shao to drink the medicine before he dared to rush in, knelt in front of Chu Shao and begged him tearfully, "Please return to the palace to see Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Your Majesty has the plague, and he is about to die of illness." I don’t want to talk to you! You have pity on His Majesty, please go back to the palace to see him!!”

The flower fell off from Chu Shao's palm and fell into the empty jade bowl.

The author says:

The little phoenix flew back to the palace in the next chapter, and threw herself into the arms of the king.

Jiu Gu: I will heal immediately without any medicine! !

Sapling development progress: 99%

Don't be cruel anymore, don't worry.