Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

Looking at Leo's back as he left, Jiang Zheng's body swayed as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

All officials see you off at noon?

There is no room for redemption!

Jiang Hanyi stepped forward to help his old father up.

"Dad, what does Eunuch Li mean? Does the young master mean Zhiyi?"

Not everyone can be called the young master.

But judging from the conversation between the two just now, the "young master" that Eunuch Li mentioned was clearly referring to his own younger brother.

What is the relationship between the emperor and me?

Also, why did you let me, a military general, go to Pingyao?

Everyone in Beijing knows what is happening in Pingyao right now.

Was it possible that the emperor deliberately arranged for me to be sent to Pingyao in order to restrain my father?

Snapped!

Jiang Hanyi was slapped on the head.

Jiang Zheng became even angrier when he saw his good-for-nothing son.

If he had been more motivated, his youngest son might not have had any interaction with Mu Qian.

Now there is no need to go to Pingyao to treat epidemics.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

Jiang Hanyi covered his head with his hands, feeling very aggrieved.

"I'm hitting you, a brainless and useless thing.

Gossip, they don't do their work and just gossip all day long."

After the fight, he left in a rage!

Jiang Hanyi was left confused.

At noon, Jiang Zhiyi led a dozen imperial doctors to Shenwu Gate.

This time most of them were elderly doctors.

Countless carriages followed behind them.

On the carriage were 100,000 towels made by all the tailors in Shengjing in the past few days, sacks of mugwort, and jars of liquor and vinegar.

There are also various kinds of herbs and disaster relief food.

The Shenwu Gate is majestic and solemn.

All the officials came to see him off, with Mu Qian standing at the front.

Opposite is a young man in red riding a horse.

"Ayi, please come back safely. I'll be waiting for you!"

Finally the emperor embraced his subjects.

He whispered softly in the boy's ear, as devoutly as a believer.

There was sadness and reluctance between his brows.

"I will, brother!"

Jiang Zheng followed Mu Qian closely, looking at the people hugging each other with eager eyes.

Sore eyes.

He also wanted to hug his son.

But he was a subject and could not go beyond Mu Qian.

After saying goodbye to Mu Qian, Jiang Zhiyi smiled and hugged Jiang Zheng.

"Father, I'm sorry to have worried you. I will definitely come back safe and sound."

During these three days, he had thought about talking to Jiang Zheng about this matter in person.

He knew that Jiang Zheng, like Mu Qian, would not agree.

In order to prevent Jiang Zheng from worrying too early, he acted first and reported to the emperor later.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes.

Thousands of words were reduced to two words: "Take care."

The officials behind him looked at Jiang Zheng with eyes that changed again and again.

Let his son go to Pingyao.

He is so ruthless, no wonder he can sit in the position of right prime minister.

Whether Jiang Zhiyi died in Pingyao or came back alive.

Jiang Zheng's status will be different from ordinary ones.

If he dies, the emperor will feel guilty towards Jiang Zheng.

Coming back proved that the epidemic was under control, and he was a great hero.

What a good calculation.

At the same time, I was thinking about how to deal with my rebellious son when I got back.

Parting is always hard to bear.

But when the time comes, you have to leave.

The young man was dressed in bright clothes and riding a horse, his high ponytail also tied with a red rope.

He left behind a high-spirited figure as he walked further and further away to all the officials.

Pingyao is five days' journey from Shengjing by car, day and night.

They walked neither fast nor slow.

On the morning of the sixth day, Jiang Zhiyi brought his men to Pingyao.

There were a large number of soldiers guarding outside the town.

Seeing the pass in Jiang Zhiyi's hand, the leader of the city guards respectfully opened the city gate and let him pass.

He watched the young man in red lead his men into the city and sighed.

He ordered the heavy city gates to be closed again.

Outside the city and inside the city are like two different worlds.

The first thing you see can be described as desolate and dilapidated.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is widespread misery.

There was only an epidemic, but the whole town seemed to have lost its vitality.

Not much better than the zombie world he experienced.

The streets were littered with patients whose faces were pale and gray.

A linen mat served as their coffin.

There are also people who are so dying that their eyes are black and they can't move.

A child in tattered clothes walked aimlessly on the street.

Everywhere you can hear low sobs and painful groans...

"Start disinfecting all over with vinegar and spirits."

Jiang Zhiyi ordered.

Before entering the city, they were fully armed.

In addition to the mask on his face, he also wore a headscarf that covered his entire head, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

All exposed skin is protected.

A little boy was wandering on the street holding a half-broken bowl.

Seeing the group of people suddenly appear, his big eyes flashed with joy for a moment, and soon returned to silence.

This is the third group of people who came to rescue them this month.

No one can walk out of here alive.

Including the people who came here to rescue them.

"Little friend, how do you get to the largest medical clinic here?"

Jiang Zhiyi stopped the child who was about to leave.

He took out a bag of dry food and handed it to the child.

The imperial physicians sent earlier all lived in the largest medical clinic in Pingyao.

If they weren't dead, they'd probably be there now.

The child looked at the bag of dry food in front of him excitedly.

With his eyes flashing, he pointed in a direction.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhiyi took out a few candies from his pocket and stuffed them into the little boy's hand.

Whenever he saw someone seriously ill along the way, he would stop and take their pulse.

Some even start acupuncture directly with silver needles.

After leaving some herbs behind, continue walking towards the largest prescription.

Observe the characteristics of the epidemic as you walk.

It was already noon when we arrived at the largest pharmacy.

The county magistrate of Pingyao City, who had received the above documents in advance, was already waiting in the pharmacy.

He knows the current situation in Pingyao best.

Either the whole city would die, or a miracle would save them.

When he saw Jiang Zhiyi coming with supplies and medicines, he was so moved that he knelt down facing Shengjing.

Although I know that this visitor may be of no help.

But this also proves that the emperor has not abandoned them.

They still have time to wait for a miracle to happen and for the epidemic to be eradicated in Pingyao.

“Mr. Wu, to avoid more infections.

From now on, all people are required to stay at home and not go out.

If anyone shows symptoms of an epidemic, they will be isolated here by the government.

Yamen runners who had not yet been infected with the epidemic delivered supplies door to door.

......"

County Magistrate Wu directly ordered people to carry out Jiang Zhiyi's plan.

No matter whether it is useful or not, as long as someone is willing to take care of them, they cannot give up on themselves.

Besides, he also felt that Jiang Zhiyi's method made sense.

Pingyao has been plagued by epidemics for a long time. Someone came up with a plan and the people cooperated very well.

Everyone is smart, and no one can go out when the city gates are closed.

If this epidemic does not end, the entire city will be destroyed.

Jiang Zhiyi shuttles between patients day and night.

Record changes in epidemic symptoms and adjust prescriptions.

Teach the imperial physician unique acupuncture methods.

So busy that I have no time to rest.

Late at night is his time.

I washed myself casually and changed into soft pajamas.

Jiang Zhiyi unfolded the paper and picked up the pen to write a letter to Mu Qian.