The killer concubine of the sick prince

From Jiang Jiuyi's point of view, the level of doctors in the Great Rong Dynasty is not low. It is really amazing that such progress can be made without the support of advanced purification technology, screening technology, analysis technology and instruments.

What Jiang Jiuyi said was just an idea for them to learn from, but how much they can use and what effect they will have depends on their own wisdom.The cause of each epidemic is different. Just like the current situation in Xiangzhou, the epidemic spread due to water pollution.

Discussing until the sky brightened, this group of old doctors who are over fifty years old are still in good spirits.

Jiang Jiuyi looked at the faces of these people who were radiant and willing to fight for their favorite cause all their lives, and suddenly felt a little hot in their eyes.

He thought, what would he want to fight for all his life?

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Zhao Ruixi never expected that his princess had just figured out what she wanted and went all the way to Xiangzhou, but in the blink of an eye, she went into Hanyang City to devote herself to the treatment of the epidemic, and she was so stubborn that even nine cows could not come back.

Just reunited after a long absence and now immediately alone again, thinking about the gap, Zhao Ruixi sighed faintly.

At this time, a hidden guard suddenly appeared, Zhao Ruixi nodded and let him speak.

"My lord, the management of the flood in Yuzhou has achieved initial results. Now the people have been resettled, and the fifth and second princes are leading people to rebuild the embankment."

"The person who recently summoned the second miss of the Jiang family and the eldest miss of the Dong family to enter the palace frequently. After being summoned, Empress Xia stayed in Fengyi Palace for a long time, and handed over the affairs of the harem to Concubine Yu Xian, and the queen mother was in charge of Fengyin."

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After listening to the secret guard's report, Zhao Ruixi waved his hand and sat silently in front of the case.

One sitting is one night.

At dawn the next day, the Seventh Prince Zhao Ruicheng turned back from Hanyang City, and before he could listen to his subordinates' report on the situation of the pharmacy and Fuxi Village, he fell headfirst.

Although he wants to grab credit, the premise of being able to grab it is that he really has merit.

Recently, he feels that he is like a god, and everything goes very smoothly. Even Fang Zongbing, whom he has always disliked, looks pleasing to his eyes.But the seventh prince, Zhao Ruicheng, is not an arrogant fool. After 17 years in the palace, he can grow up quietly and not be taken seriously by others. He can protect his weak mother and concubine and cowardly sister in the dragon's pool and tiger's lair in the harem. How could it be a smug thing?

He also has his own power in his hands. Since he was sent to Xiangzhou to deal with the epidemic, many people have come to show their sincerity.

When the Seventh Prince woke up, the moon was already in the sky, and he fell into a coma all night!

He hurriedly called his own people to report the situation, and he was relieved only after he learned that there was no difference.

"What happened to Xidu and Yuzhou?"

The subordinates reported one by one, and the expression of the Seventh Prince became more and more serious. Compared with the initial success in the treatment of the flood in Yuzhou, the epidemic in Xiangzhou has a tendency to counterattack and even intensify.

Of course he knew the rumors in the court, and he also knew the widely circulated words.

He raised his eyes to look in the direction of Xidu, the night was so dark that he couldn't even see the stars.

Zhao Ruicheng recalled the days when he was bullied when he was a child, he remembered how he was always ignored and unnoticed at any time, and he remembered that he had watched Zhao Ruixi standing under the light and attracting everyone's attention year after year, while his father But he forgot that his birthday was only three days away from Zhao Ruixi's.

Little by little, like a ferocious ghost tearing at his body, he thought of his mother and concubine, his younger sister, Jiang Jiuyi on the mountain road of Huguo Temple in Qingping Mountain, only seeing Zhao Ruixi.

"Why can you have everything?"

"Why should I have nothing?"

Zhao Ruicheng asked in a low voice.

After a long time, he looked up.

His expression was still calm, his eyes were dark with gloom, "Zhao Ruixi——I want you to have nothing..."

Zhao Ruicheng turned a blind eye to the sudden extra people in the camp in Fuxi Village, and obeyed Hanyang City's sudden change in the diagnosis and treatment plan, and dutifully made a gesture of "I don't understand, so you come, I will help".

Fang Zongbing, who had seen the recent nostalgia for Wen Rouxiang, sneered, thinking that this person is really unusable.

Although Zhao Ruicheng put on an honest look, no one would believe that he would continue to live in peace like this. Zhao Ruixi even sent additional staff to strictly guard against the exchange of information in Xiangzhou.

Jiang Jiuyi has been in Hanyang City, with Feng Zhiyan, acting as the medicine boy's assistant, and occasionally asking Changsheng to help pass a message.

But—I used to be able to endure when people were thousands of miles away, but when people were close at hand, I scratched my heart and scratched my lungs, wishing to tie people to me immediately.

But compared to the outside, the closed Hanyang City is safer.

Jiang Jiuyi wrote to him, saying that after changing the treatment method, initial results have been achieved. The cure rate of mild patients has been significantly improved, and the condition of severe patients has also improved.

Seeing Jiang Jiuyi's handwriting more and more like her own, Zhao Ruixi laughed, and after looking at it for a long time, she reluctantly put it down and sent more people into the city to guard Jiang Jiuyi's safety.

If his prediction is correct, the epidemic in Xiangzhou can turn the situation around this month, and the remaining ten or so days will be the most critical moment. If someone wants to sabotage, now is the best time.

"My dear seventh brother... how ruthless are you?"

Time passed day after day, and in the blink of an eye, it was mid-August, and Meng Qinghuang, who always wanted to show his kindness, sent a condolence letter and said some nonsense.

On the day I received this letter, it finally rained in Xiangzhou, which had been dry for five or six months!

It was light rain at first, but it swayed and fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace, and it turned into heavy rain in an instant.

A messenger came with whips and horses, and when he arrived at Fuxi Village, he declared his intention and handed over the letter to him.Zhao Ruixi was a little surprised who would write him a letter. At first, he wondered if it was Jiang Jiuyi who wrote it when he was in Xidu, but it was only delivered today.

As a result, when he saw the signer on the envelope clearly, his expression became gloomy for an instant, and he even dropped the umbrella in his hand to the ground.

It's Zhao Ruiyi.

There is an exclusive contact method between the two, so there is no need to use the post station to pass the news.

He hurriedly opened the envelope, only a few words were written on the letter.

[My brother:

July [-]th is,

Invite to see yellow chrysanthemum bushes.

I have to make a living,

Instead, it is a pulsatilla. 】

There was no signature on the letter paper, and no other information. Zhao Ruixi knew that he must have encountered a terrible situation.

"Fourth brother?"

Zhao Ruixi glanced at the seventh prince, and he forcibly suppressed his gushing anger.

"Nothing." He said, turned and left.

And Zhao Ruicheng was behind him, smiling and said: "Fourth brother, go slowly."

Zhao Ruiyi would not send such a letter for no reason. What does this poem want to tell him?

July [-]th?Yellow Chrysanthemum?invite?seek……

Seven to rebel!

Immediately Zhao Ruixi stood up, "Longevity!"