Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

Under Gao Zhijun's arrangement, Qingyang County carried out the work with division of labor.

Plague patients lived together in one yard.

Those who had close contact with plague patients were arranged to live in another courtyard.

Secondary contacts who have had contact with close contacts will be arranged to live in the same yard for observation.

People who have not had contact with the case must stay in their homes in isolation and are not allowed to leave without permission.

Every day, yamen runners would deliver herbs to every household and place them at the door. They would take them in, boil them and drink them as a preventive measure.

Whether it is a county town, a township or a rural area, Gao Zhijun's requirements must be strictly implemented. Any violation will be severely punished.

Five days passed like this, and the plague in Qingyang County was under control. At this time, the imperial physician and herbal medicines sent by the emperor also arrived in Qingzhou.

It turned out that Magistrate Chu's personal guards traveled non-stop, and it took them two more days due to the heavy rain, which was supposed to take six days.

After arriving in the capital, he found the guard of the Ministry of Personnel, the mentor of Prefect Chu, handed the Qin memorial to him, and also told the guard of the Ministry of Personnel what Prefect Chu had instructed him to do.

The guard from the Ministry of Personnel did not dare to delay and immediately took Qin Zhe into the palace.

The emperor was reviewing memorials in the imperial study.

During this period, due to heavy rains, memorials were submitted from many places saying that the fields had been moistened and that they believed next year would be a good harvest.

He also said a lot of compliments to him, which made him very happy.

"Your Majesty, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Mr. Zheng, has something to report! He is waiting outside the palace gate."

Eunuch Zhang said outside the imperial study.

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel? What is he doing here at this time? He also said he had something to report. Could it be that some official was corrupt?

"Xuan!"

The Emperor said to Eunuch Zhang.

"promise!"

Soon, Eunuch Zhang brought Lord Zheng into the imperial study, and he closed the door and left.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!"

Lord Zheng bowed and paid his respects to the Emperor.

"I love you!"

The emperor waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Lord Zheng thanked him and stood up.

"Your Majesty, does the governor of Liangzhou have an urgent request?"

Lord Zheng presented the memorial from Prefect Chu to the Emperor.

The emperor picked up the memorial, opened it and read its contents, but was shocked?

Flood?

plague?

Oh my god! How dare she say that.

How can a little girl have such ability? She is simply talking nonsense and misleading people. She should be punished by death!

"How can this be possible? What does Governor Chu mean by this? An official appointed by the imperial court is actually being fooled by a little girl.

If he is not qualified to be a prefect, he might as well retire and go back to farming.

He believes such a lie and dares to report it to me. Does he think his life is too long and wants me to cut off his head? "

The emperor angrily rebuked Prefect Chu. If Prefect Chu were here, he would have beheaded him without hesitation.

"Your Majesty, calm down. Magistrate Chu has a letter for you."

When Lord Zheng saw the emperor's anger, he felt very nervous and didn't know whether what Governor Chu did this time was right or wrong.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Now that the memorial has been presented to the emperor, there is no way out and we have to go ahead with it, whether it is good or bad, whether we live or be beheaded.

"Present it to me. I want to see what new tricks Prefect Chu can come up with. If you say so, I won't believe it.

What's the point of saying that after a severe drought there will be a severe flood, and after a severe flood there will be a severe epidemic? What kind of bullshit logic and fallacy is this?

I don't believe any of them.

The heavy rains have only been falling for a few days, and the rivers and lakes are not even full, so how can there be floods? This is sheer nonsense and is misleading."

The emperor didn't believe that the letter could change what he said. He just wanted to see how stupid Prefect Chu was.

To his surprise, he was soon slapped in the face with a loud slapping sound.

Lord Zheng presented the letter to the emperor, then stepped aside and stood waiting, feeling extremely nervous and uneasy.

He didn't know whether helping Prefect Chu this time was right or wrong, and he didn't know whether it would implicate him or even his family.

Because he trusted the character of Prefect Chu, he did not read the contents of the memorial or the letter, and did not know what was written on them. He hurried into the palace with the memorial and the letter.

The emperor opened the letter and read its contents. His expression changed constantly, and his face was as colorful as a dyed board.

He suddenly felt some pain on his face, as if he had been hit by someone, and the person who hit him was not someone else, but himself.

He cleared his throat, adjusted his expression, and said to the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel: "I understand, my dear, please go back!"

Lord Zheng didn't know what the emperor meant. His heart was pounding. He didn't know whether asking him to go back was a good thing or a bad thing.

It was not until the morning court the next day that I realized what the emperor meant. He felt embarrassed about where I was.

"I resign!"

After Lord Zheng finished speaking, he left the imperial study, walked out of the palace nervously and returned to his residence. He was restless all day and could not do anything well. His wife and concubines were so worried that they tried all kinds of ways to cheer him up.

The emperor called Eunuch Zhang and asked him to find the director of the Imperial Hospital.

Then he copied more than a dozen prescriptions and drew more than a dozen blueprints. He did not put down his brush until the director of the Imperial Hospital arrived.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!"

The court director kowtowed to the emperor and paid his respects.

"I love you!"

The emperor waved his hand and asked him to get up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The director stood up.