The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

Then more and more beggars fell to the ground one after another. They curled up in pain, and foamy red phlegm began to overflow from the corners of their mouths. A few beggars even rolled up the whites of their eyes, and then disappeared after a while of convulsions. Signs of reaction.

"How could this be..." Zhu Zhaoyan asked Song Shixuan in a daze, seeing the plight of those beggars.

"Your Majesty, please let Shixuan go over to see these beggars." Song Shixuan said solemnly.

With Zhu Zhaoyan's consent, Song Shixuan stepped forward to observe the beggars, but he didn't know what disease these beggars had, so Song Shixuan didn't rush to approach them.

"What I coughed up was a lot of frothy red phlegm... After the phlegm was exhausted, what I coughed up was blood. It should be due to a bad lung disease. Rolling up the whites of the eyes and convulsing and vomiting may be a shock symptom caused by typhoid fever..." Song Shixuan wrinkled eyebrows, but then he took out a towel from his arms and put it on the wrist of one of the beggars, and took his pulse seriously.

"What are the symptoms of these beggars?" Zhu Zhaoyan asked Song Shixuan.

"Your Majesty, don't get close to them. For the time being, it seems that it is not very optimistic. The teacher has not been able to make a diagnosis. Now it looks like symptoms of typhoid fever, but it doesn't look like it. It is recorded in the book that typhoid fever is highly contagious. It is better not to It is better to approach the sick easily."

Just as Song Shixuan was meditating, the beggar, who was half unconscious just now, suddenly opened his eyes wide, covered his chest in pain and coughed violently.

Song Shixuan immediately got up and covered his mouth and nose. The beggar spat out a big mouthful of blood and passed away. The remaining beggars also vomited blood and died.

"Is this dead?" Dai Shaojin said in shock, holding her nose.

But he smelled the vomit of those beggars and said in disgust. "Hey, it smells really bad."

"It was discovered too late, and they have no possibility of treatment." Song Shixuan said with a dejected expression. "If Master Xuan had found out earlier, perhaps these beggars would not have died."

Dai Shaojin saw Song Shixuan's distraught look, on the one hand, he wanted to comfort Song Shixuan, on the other hand, he had seen too many corpses in the palace and in the Xijiu Factory, and there were too many court ladies and eunuchs carried out of the palace. Too much and nothing is surprising.

"Isn't it just the death of a few beggars? What's the big deal! Sooner or later they will freeze to death and starve to death on the street! There are so many people dying in the palace, and this young master has long been used to it."

Song Shixuan was startled when he heard Dai Shaojin's words, and then asked Dai Shaojin coldly.

"Isn't it just to kill a few beggars? Is it because they are inconspicuous beggars, their lives are not human lives, and their lives are worthless?"

"What's more, typhoid fever is contagious! If the dead body is not properly handled and spread, more people will die!"

Song Shixuan suddenly became agitated and approached Dai Shaojin, questioning him sarcastically.

"Hey, hey, Song Wugui, why are you so angry!" Dai Shaojin shouted not to be outdone when she saw Song Shixuan's appearance.

"Originally Shixuan thought you were different from those dudes, so Shixuan misjudged you!" Song Shixuan sneered, and said disappointedly to Dai Shaojin, every word hit Dai Shaojin's heart.

"Song Wugui, this young master didn't mean that..."

Song Shixuan's appearance seemed to hurt Dai Shaojin's eyes, his heart tightened, and he wanted to explain to Song Shixuan that he didn't mean that, but Song Shixuan no longer wanted to look at him or speak to Dai Shaojin.

"Excuse me, Shixuan and Young Master Dai are not worthy to stand together!" Song Shixuan turned around resolutely, and did not give Dai Shaojin another look.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Wang Wan shook her head helplessly.

Dai Shaojin is a child at heart, pampered and used to being ignorant of the world, and Song Shixuan is different from Dai Shaojin. He was born in a poor family and saw the warmth and coldness of the lower class, but Song Shixuan seems to have his own bottom line. Dai Shaojin touched this bottom line and touched Song Shixuan’s minefield .

Perhaps, through this quarrel, the two of them can think from each other's standpoint and learn to grow up.

"If typhoid fever comes, these beggars must be cremated as soon as possible to prevent the disease from getting worse and spreading." Zhu Zhaoyan said.

After a person dies, the odor pollution emitted by the rotting corpse is extremely easy to spread the disease, and the disease must be cremated to cure the disease.

After cremating the beggar's body and settling down, he set out to find the ancestor of Song Shixuan.

Sitting in the carriage, no one said a word. Dai Shaojin looked at Song Shixuan many times, but Song Shixuan still ignored him in that cold manner.

Wang Wanyi looked at Zhu Zhaoyan beside him, the little emperor also had a serious expression on his face.

"It's the emperor's fault. It's my cowardice that made me run amok with treacherous officials and make the common people miserable. If I were a good emperor, no one would suffer hunger and cold and ruin their families." Zhu Zhaoyan said suddenly.

Nowadays, there are internal and external troubles, there are still big thorns in the court that have not been removed, and the power of the court has not been taken back. The three courts are divided, and there are Jurchen rebellions outside. Staring at him like a tiger, the heavy burden of tens of thousands of catties on his body made Zhu Zhaoyan breathless.

There was a sudden temperature in his hand, Zhu Zhaoyan looked down, he raised his eyes to look at Wang Wanyi, and met Wang Wanyi's firm eyes.

"Perhaps the past His Majesty was not enough, but now His Majesty is a good emperor who puts the people first. If he wishes to help His Majesty later, His Majesty will remove all the obstacles in front of him one by one, and His Majesty will restore the prosperity of the people. I believe His Majesty will definitely be able to."

"I won't lose." He interlocked his fingers and said, looking at the setting sun outside the window of the carriage. "I will definitely win."

The wooden house where Mr. Tan lived temporarily was at the foot of the back mountain of Yongchang, and the sun had already set on the mountain when he arrived in a carriage.

A few people got out of the car, and there was a fence made of long hay outside the wooden house. The wooden house was simple, and there were herbs on the shelf in the courtyard. There were five medicine pots for decocting medicine on the stove outside the house, and one of the medicine pots was steaming. The smell of traditional Chinese medicine rushed to my face.

There was also a small table set up in the yard. Beside the small table, an old man with white hair and a long beard in plain clothes was feeling the pulse of a patient.

Seeing movement outside the courtyard, the old man looked up and saw several people standing outside the courtyard.

"Is it... the teacher selection?" The old man stopped what he was doing and asked tentatively.

"Master Zu, it's Shixuan." Song Shixuan stepped forward and bowed to the old man in a few steps.

"Good boy, the old man said how to look at you from a distance. Ten years ago, I saw you as a doll. In a blink of an eye, ten years ago, I saw the doll grow into a handsome young man. Good, good!" Tan Lao patted Song Shixuan on the shoulder in comfort Said.

"Are you Shixuan's friends?" Mr. Tan said to Wang Wanyi and the others behind Song Shixuan. "Shixuan told the old man in the letter that this young master needs to be healed."

Old Tan put his eyes on Zhu Zhaoyan and said.

"It is not easy to diagnose the disease when the teacher is selected with little talent and learning. I also ask the master to heal Mr. Zhu."

"It's freezing outside the house first. After the old man diagnoses the patient's pulse, he will entertain the friends chosen by the teacher." Elder Tan said with a smile, his body is strong at a hundred years old.

"Cough cough." The patient suddenly coughed.

Several people looked at the patient, who was coughing violently with a handkerchief covering his mouth. The man's complexion was sallow and there were several small purple spots on his body.

The towel was taken off, and it turned out to be blood-stained foamy phlegm inside.

Song Shixuan frowned, his symptoms were very similar to those of the beggars who died.

"My lord, let's go inside first."

Not sure if this person's condition is the same as those of those beggars, but His Majesty's dragon body is the most important thing, Song Shixuan still said to them.

After entering the wooden house, after a while, Old Tan returned to the house with a solemn expression.

"My lord, please move aside, this old man will take your pulse." Elder Tan said to Zhu Zhaoyan.

The two entered the back room. The back room was not big, only a table, two chairs, and some decorations for consultation.

Sitting down, Zhu Zhao stretched out his wrist, and Tan Lao took his pulse.

"Is this young man vomiting blood all the year round, pale and hot inside and cold outside, his whole body is sore and weak, and his limbs are numb when he is severely weak, and the pain in his internal organs is unbearable like tearing pain?" After a long time, Tan Laocai asked.

"Yes, what Tan Lao said is true." Zhu Zhaoyan nodded, he was indeed as Tan Lao said, and the symptoms were all right.

"The young master has been poisoned, and it has penetrated deep into the heart and lungs. If the poison is not treated as soon as possible, the young master's life will be in danger in a few days." Tan Lao stroked his gray beard with a complicated expression.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tan, what kind of poison is in my body, and can it be cured?" Zhu Zhaoyan asked with raised brows.

"Based on what I've been practicing medicine for many years, the poison in this young master must be poison." Elder Tan sighed deeply, frowning tightly, and the frown on his forehead deepened a few more.

"Poison poison..." he murmured.

Poisonous poison is something that is executed in the palace, and it is extremely poisonous.

The poisonous birds feed on poisonous snakes. The meat and even the internal organs of the poisonous birds contain toxins. As long as they enter the mouth, they will die. Soak the feathers of the poisonous birds in wine, and the wine will become poisonous wine. The throat was cut off, and the seven orifices were bleeding, which was extremely terrifying.

"Old Tan means that I have eaten poisonous food?" Zhu Zhaoyan asked back.

"No, it is true that people who drink the poison will die suddenly on the spot, but if a small dose of poison is applied to daily objects, it will be fine in just a few days, but if it accumulates over the years, it will also Chronic poisoning, the poison enters the heart and lungs day by day, causing death invisible.”

Tan Lao shook his head and continued.

"The person who poisoned the son is so vicious that he can be punished. There is no cure for this poison. The horn of the rhinoceros can cure this poison. As long as you master the dosage, use a small amount of poison at the same time. However, the resistance of the irreversible rhinoceros horn can cause the poisoned person to slowly lose their body, and the internal organs will slowly rot. It is not easy to detect the poison and it can also delay the toxin. As long as the poisoned person increases the dose of the poison, even the rhinoceros horn will be damaged. useless."