The killer concubine of the sick prince

The arrival of Feng Zhiyan with the doctors of the Feng family undoubtedly relieved the urgent needs of the doctors of Hanyang City and the imperial physicians of Beijing. labor.

But there is a problem always in front of them.

That is the shortage of medicines.

According to rough statistics, the number of infected patients in Hanyang City can reach 2. Not only that, but the number of infected patients continues to rise.Even if the daily death toll has decreased and the number of newly infected patients has also decreased, it cannot withstand the huge crowd after all.

Right now, Physician Song of the Imperial Hospital is already worrying about the reserve of medicinal materials.

Now the medicine soup is still used to treat diseases. A patient has to take it three times a day. It takes at least three days to show signs of relief, and at least seven days for mild symptoms to show signs of recovery.If things go on like this, how can we sustain the recovery of all these people?

From a conservative point of view, the existing medicinal materials may be exhausted within seven days!

Even Feng Zhiyan was helpless against the status quo, a clever woman could hardly cook without rice, and without medicinal materials, no matter how many doctors came, it would be useless.

And Xiangzhou itself is not a place rich in medicines. If you want medicines, you have to go to Shu from the southwest. The Feng family has some business contacts with the Miao Village in Shu, and it is feared that Shu will completely lock itself in the mountains.

"Xiangzhou is not rich in medicinal materials, and the stock of medicinal materials is limited. The most urgent task is to find new supplies before the medicinal materials are exhausted." Feng Zhiyan said.

Zhao Ruixi was fiddling with a strangely shaped cast iron block, which he brought back from a trip to the mountains around Xiangzhou three days ago, "and we still need food."

The Seventh Prince added: "The granary in the city is running out of food, and the food brought from Xidu can last for five days at most. Compared with running out of herbs, the problem of food is more urgent."

"Dong Chenfang has been an official in Xiangzhou for many years and has searched for people's fat and people's cream. If you can find his private warehouse, you can probably dig up a lot of things." Jiang Chonglin said: "Yanzhou's grain production is not high this year, and the new grain in the south this year has not yet come out. , if this continues, we will be eating seed grain.”

Zhao Ruixi didn't speak, but put on some clothes and walked out of the tent.

The seventh prince took a look at Jiang Chonglin, and instead of chasing his fourth brother, he dragged Jiang Chonglin to continue discussing countermeasures.

Seeing Zhao Ruixi coming out of the tent, Changsheng immediately followed and asked, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Although the weather was hot, Zhao Ruixi still wrapped herself up tightly, and she looked not energetic, "Follow me to the state prison."

"My lord wants to interrogate Dong Chenfang?"

Zhao Ruixi didn't speak, and after walking a long distance, he said slowly: "Go and have a look."

The prison in the state capital was well-built and clean, without the dirty and filthy things in the ordinary prisons. Zhao Ruixi was quite satisfied, and he didn't let the prison leader lead the way. He asked Dong Chenfang's location and went straight there, regardless of the trembling of the prison leader behind him. I don't know how to look good.

Dong Chenfang, the former prefect of Xiangzhou, was lying on a long couch with huanghuali gold silk cushions, wearing a snow-white undershirt, humming a tune with his feet up, and even hugging a beautiful woman in light clothes in his arms, So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

The obscene words were so unbearable to the ear, Changsheng wished he could rush up and drag this old and unrefined guy out to hack him to death, but seeing that his prince was still standing there, he didn't dare to make any claims, he just held the knife with his hand Veined.

Just when the people inside were about to go further, Zhao Ruixi tilted his head and nodded at the cell door, which ordered Chang Sheng to open the door immediately, and kicked the cell door open.

"Bold! How dare you act presumptuously in the state prison!"

At first Dong Chenfang looked quite flustered, but he relaxed when he saw that it was Zhao Ruixi.

"It turns out to be the fourth prince. He has heard of his name for a long time, but he is far away."

Zhao Ruixi just stood at the door of the prison and did not go in, with his hands folded and his eyes indifferent, "Master Dong is a good means. I really admire him for being able to have such a grandeur in the state prison."

As we all know, the current Zhao Ruixi is an unloved character among the princes in the court. Although the emperor has never cut him short for food and clothing, he has no family support behind him, and he has no outstanding political achievements. Repeatedly making mistakes and being confined by the emperor twice for three days, he is even a sick man whose life does not know how many days.

In this Xiangzhou, in his territory, there is really nothing to be afraid of.

"It can't compare to the rich clothes and fine food in the western capital. There is nothing to entertain in this bitter land of Xiangzhou. Please forgive me, Fourth Prince."

Compared with a prince who already had a fiefdom, the name of the prince is obviously smaller. Once Zhao Ruixi leaves the capital and becomes a feudal domain, he will have the right to have a fief and support soldiers, and at the same time have the right to collect taxes. Compared with a prince who only enjoys the clan's salary For the prince, the power is much greater.

Dong Chenfang calling him the "Fourth Prince" is to remind him that he has nothing and is nothing in his hands before leaving the capital.

Zhao Ruixi smiled gently, "Even in Xidu, I don't have such good fortune as Mr. Dong." As he spoke, he tilted his head, "Changsheng, order someone to send this girl out, I have something to say to Mr. Dong. "

The disheveled girl was frightened when Zhao Ruixi and the others came in. At this moment, she knelt on the ground and shivered. After a while, she saw that Zhao Ruixi was not an indiscriminate killer, and she already had admiration for Zhao Ruixi in her eyes. .

When the person was taken away, Zhao Ruixi still stood at the door without moving, his eyelashes drooped slightly to hide the sarcasm in his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he looked gentle and harmless, "Master Dong, can you tell me the location of the private treasury? "

Dong Chenfang is forty-two this year, just at the age of youth, if not for the trouble caused by the epidemic, he will be transferred back to the Western Capital next year, become a member of the six ministries, and even be stationed in the cabinet. What will Jiang Bingyu be then?

Doesn't even the prince have to look at his expression?

"The fourth prince also said that it is a private treasury. Even if it is to be confiscated, it still depends on the ability of the adults. All the copied ones will be returned to the imperial court. The ones that have not been copied--isn't there no fate?"

Dong Chenfang was bold enough to deny it at all, and he was quite disdainful of Jiang Chonglin's detainment of him and his order to ransack his home.

When Zhao Ruixi smiled, he always smiled slowly from the corners of his lips into his eyes, which always made people feel like he was being watched, "Master Dong, do you mean that everyone depends on their own abilities?"

"Naturally." Dong Chenfang said proudly, wondering why he hadn't seen anything in his twenty years as an official?How could it be possible to find his private treasury with the means of a useless prince, his belongings are not in Hanyang City, but hidden in the surrounding mountains, under the personal care of the Dong family, what can Zhao Ruixi find out?

"Since that is the case, then the King is here to thank Mr. Dong for his kindness." After Zhao Ruixi finished speaking, he turned his wrist and took out a strangely shaped cast iron key.