A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Yuan Ying was arranged by the housekeeper to stay in a remote servant's room. The room could be described as bare, with nothing in it except a table and two stools.

It didn't matter, she preferred a quiet and secluded place. Anyway, she was very satisfied, it was a hundred times better than sleeping on a stone slab.

After a while, the servant brought two steamed buns, a plate of pickles and a bowl of porridge. It was already noon and she was starving.

He devoured all the food like a whirlwind without leaving any residue.

Yuan Ying was just about to lie down and rest for a while when someone knocked on the door. She opened the door and saw Fang Yang standing at the door, still with that disdainful look on his face.

"This is the best golden medicine that the prince asked me to bring to you." After saying that, he threw it to Yuan Ying.

She took it and was about to close the door. Fang Yang pressed the door and said, "What kind of attitude do you have? You can't even say thank you."

Yuan Ying suddenly let go of Fang Yang's hand and he staggered and almost fell.

Fang Yang was so angry that he was about to attack. Yuan Ying said calmly, "Thank you. I will tell the prince in person, but not to you."

Fang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better not be a liar, otherwise I will kill you myself."

Yuan Ying said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The prince said he would kill me himself."

Fang Yang walked out of the room angrily. Yuan Ying slammed the door shut behind him. You are so annoying, you are the son of your parents, who will spoil you?

Fang Yang regretted that he shouldn't have asked the prince to save him yesterday. An ungrateful wolf...

She didn't care what he thought. She went back to the room and took off her clothes. The wound was a little red and swollen, so she applied some gold wound medicine. Unfortunately, there was no anti-inflammatory medicine, so she hoped it wouldn't get inflamed.

Yuan Ying took out three anti-inflammatory pills from his bag and took one. In ancient times, there were no antibiotics, and a small injury could be fatal.

In this evil ancient times, the people here are not friendly at all and they all want to kill her. Suddenly, she misses her mother so much.

She didn't know what her mother was doing at this moment. She couldn't imagine whether she was very sad after knowing that she was missing. She also didn't know if she could go back.

Before I knew it, my eyes were blurred by tears and I fell asleep on the table.

When she woke up, the sun was setting. Her uninjured arm was numb from the pillow, her legs were numb, and her face was covered with marks from the pressure. The pain was simply unbearable...

At this time, the servant came and told the prince to go to the study.

So Murong Xuanyi, Doctor Xiao, Lord Zhang, Fang Yang and others saw Yuan Ying limping in.

Doctor Xiao was the most shocked. He had thought that the person who could prescribe such a superb prescription would be an older doctor. Unexpectedly, it was a young boy, and a lame one at that...

Murong Xuanyi asked in confusion: "What's wrong with your legs?"

Yuan Ying: "I am numb from sleeping."

Everyone: "…………"

Master Zhang suppressed his laughter and patted the stool next to him and said, "Master Yuan, come and sit over here."

After Yuan Ying sat down, Murong Xuanyi introduced her to Lord Zhang and Doctor Xiao, and asked them to tell her the details of the plague in Zhuang County.

The prefect, Mr. Zhang, and the imperial physician, Mr. Xiao, were also important persons in charge of the treatment of the plague.

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying and asked, "Yuan Ying, what do you think?"

She did not answer immediately, but took out a few homemade masks from her arms and placed them in front of Murong Xuanyi.

Murong Xuanyi asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Yuan Ying took one and put it on his face and said, "Masks can prevent most diseases."

Everyone took a mask and put it on their faces in disbelief.

Soon, everyone took it off quickly: "How can we breathe in this hot summer?"

Yuan Ying explained: "Most diseases are spread through saliva. At this distance, my saliva has already flown into your mouths."

When everyone thought of Yuan Ying's saliva flying into their mouths, they felt as disgusted as if they had eaten a fly. Especially Fang Yang wanted to vomit, but because the prince was there, everyone could only endure it.

Yuan Ying continued: "If I were infected with the plague at this time, you would not be able to escape. So the mask plays a vital preventive role."

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense and put on their masks again.

Murong Xuanyi looked at the people wearing masks and asked with a twitch in his mouth, "Tell us about your solution to this plague?"

"You need to go to the disaster area in person to understand the epidemic situation. It's better to go there than to say a thousand words. Otherwise, it's all in vain."

Fang Yang was not happy when he heard this: "How can this be justified? What do you intend to do by sending the prince to the disaster-stricken area?"

Yuan Ying ignored the idiot and continued, "Talking on paper will never be as good as real combat."

Murong Xuanyi was silent for a while: "Okay, we will go to the disaster area in two days, Jiang Chong will make the arrangements."

Everyone: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. The plague has no eyes."

Murong Xuanyi said: "The people there are also human beings. If they can treat me well, I can treat them well too."

Fang Yang glared at Yuan Ying angrily.

Yuan Ying said again: "Your Majesty, I need a mask, a lot of quicklime, a lot of white vinegar, and wormwood. Alcohol would be best."

Doctor Xiao asked, "What is alcohol?"

Yuan Ying said: "Baijiu is purified using distillation technology, and this process usually needs to be repeated multiple times to ensure that the alcohol content is increased."

Murong Xuanyi said thoughtfully: "For now, I can give you everything except alcohol."

Yuan Ying continued: "Plague prevention and treatment are equally important, but most people ignore prevention."

Then she described in detail the series of prevention and control measures that China took to fight the epidemic that year, such as washing hands frequently, not visiting other people, and reducing gatherings, etc.

There is nothing that Yuan Ying can't say.

Before he knew it, the moon was high in the night sky. Yuan Ying's stomach was growling with hunger...

Yuan Ying smiled awkwardly at Murong Xuanyi and said, "Do you provide dinner here?"

It's been dark for so long, aren't you all hungry? Or should we take care of it ourselves at night?

Murong Xuanyi couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips: "That's all for today, let's go to the front hall for dinner together." Usually Murong Xuanyi didn't eat with everyone.

Yuan Ying left the study room immediately after hearing this.

Murong Xuanyi shook his head helplessly when he saw her anxious expression.

There was a table full of rich food in the front hall. Yuan Ying looked at it and said secretly: Murong Xuanyi is a bastard, he eats so well, and he gives me those for lunch. Although she can eat whatever she wants, she can't really eat whatever she wants.

In fact, this was specially prepared for them by Murong Xuanyi.

After Murong Xuanyi took his seat, everyone followed suit. Murong Xuanyi raised his wine glass and said, "Everyone, today I am borrowing Lord Zhang's place to prepare some wine for our victory in fighting the epidemic tomorrow. Drink this glass to the full!"

The other people raised their glasses, toasted Murong Xuanyi from afar, and then drank the wine in the glasses.

Yuan Ying naturally swallowed it in one gulp, then buried his head in cooking.

Suddenly, he felt that all eyes were on him. Yuan Ying looked up at everyone with a chicken leg in his mouth.

They had never seen such a whirlwind of activity. Usually people ate slowly and without making any noise, showing elegance.

Yuan Ying was speechless. Why was he just looking at her without eating the delicious food on the table? She had developed a habit in the army for many years, and usually finished her meal within five minutes. As a result, her mother often told her to eat slowly, because eating fast was bad for her health. But it was not easy to change a habit. If she ate slowly, she would find the food tasteless.

Yuan Ying put the chicken leg down and said, "Why aren't you eating? Why are you looking at me?"

Murong Xuanyi awkwardly picked up another chicken leg for her and said, "It's okay, as long as you like it."

Fang Yang was stunned: when did his prince become so easy to talk to, even picking food for others? If this continued, their Four Vajra Guards would fall out of favor.

Fang Yang glared at Yuan Ying again and secretly put his hand under his neck.

Yuan Ying ignored him and continued eating, but he was more restrained than before.

After the meal, no one enjoyed it except Yuan Ying.

After having a full meal and a good drink, she was ready to go back to lie down, but was stopped by Murong Xuanyi.

Yuan Ying was puzzled: "Your Majesty, is there anything else?"

Murong Xuanyi pointed at her wound and asked, "Have you applied the medicine?"

Yuan Ying: "Yes, thank you for the medicine, Your Majesty."

Murong Xuanyi: "How did you get injured?"

Yuan Ying said naturally: "A mad dog bit me."

Murong Xuanyi choked. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have really believed it.

Why was he being hunted? What secrets did he have? If he didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't ask too much. For now, as long as he was sincere in helping Daxia solve the plague, that was enough.

Yuan Ying didn't lie. He chased her for no reason. He must be a mad dog.

Murong Xuanyi saw that she couldn't get anything out of him, so she sent Yuan Ying away. After walking two steps, she turned back and asked, "Your Majesty, how do we arrange for this mask?"

Murong Xuanyi said: "I have ordered people to take your sample to all the embroidery workshops in Yunfu City to make it overnight."

Yuan Ying: "The more the better. A mask can be used for two days at most. After use, the masks must be destroyed in a centralized manner."

Murong Xuanyi thought that one per person would be enough. This would be a huge project that would cost a lot of manpower and money.

Murong Xuanyi nodded thoughtfully: "Got it, go and have a rest, and ask Fang Yang for food and clothing."

Yuan Ying thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, can you change someone? Fang Yang and I don't get along. He said he wants to kill me."

Murong Xuanyi's sharp eyes swept over Fang Yang and he said calmly, "I understand."

Fang Yang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Damn it! This ungrateful bastard actually told on him in front of him.