The domestic guard is a little sweet

People's lives are not well-off these days, and everyone values ​​a bite of meat.

Someone picked up the dead poultry in front of him, Zhao Jin saw the happy expression on the face of the child beside the adult, and the greedy look, his eyes were stung, and his heart was heavy.

"Go get some money to buy meat for this family, bury the dead poultry on the spot, and tell them not to eat the poultry that drowned in the rain."

Looking at the large and small dead livestock on the street, Zhao Jin couldn't help frowning even deeper.

"Yes."

An Twelve went down under the command, and put a small piece of silver into the hands of the leader, in exchange for the dead poultry, and buried it under a remote tree he found.

There was also some worry in the pupils of the dark twelve eyes. After finishing the work, he did not directly get into the carriage, but rode back to the palace with the carriage. After washing up again, he returned to Zhao Jin to report.

"Go back to the prince, the money has been given away, it's just..."

An Twelve thought of the family's surprised and disapproving expressions, and thought that after he left, those dead homeless poultry would be snapped up by the neighbors, so he couldn't help but fall silent.

Knowing what An Shier wanted to say, Zhao Jin sighed faintly: "The wisdom of the people is inexhaustible, and we can't do it with our little manpower alone."

The master is weak and the wind is cold, and now he walked outside, saw the wind, An Shier didn't dare to be careless, and specially prepared a heater and put it in Zhao Jin's hands.

"The master is planning?"

The copper hand stove inlaid with silver wire was warm, and Zhao Jintuan was in his hand, frowning and thinking.

"Words go on, if the large and small farms in the hands of the Wangfu are affected by heavy rain, the owner of the spring plant will buy them for them this season. Don't hide the report. The dead mice should be burned as soon as possible and buried on the spot. The poultry drowned in the rain cannot be eaten. Now Can a big farm have a doctor?"

An Shier poured a cup of tea for Zhao Jin and put it in his hand, and replied in a low voice: "After your order last time, the 124 farms in the hands of the master have all been placed in doctor schools, and private schools and medical institutions are under construction. Farming is busy, I'm afraid we will have to wait until summer."

Zhao Jin nodded, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Command, reserve a certain amount of medicinal materials for later use. The yuba meat must be slaughtered fresh and eaten on the same day. Every day, the palace distributes cooking vinegar."

Hearing cooking vinegar, he still didn't understand anything, An Twelve paused while pouring tea, his voice was a little tense.

"Master, do you think this heavy rain will cause a major epidemic?"

An 12 grew up in the fields when he was young, so he naturally knew the horror of the epidemic. After an epidemic, many families would even die.

Zhao Jin sighed inaudibly, got up holding the stove and came to the window, his voice was a bit ethereal: "I'm just making some preparations, I hope nothing happens, I'll ask Butler Liu to stockpile more medicines and food, as little as possible It's just power."

"Yes, the subordinate immediately ordered to go down."

Seeing his master's thin and thin figure, An Twelve's heart slowly felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to go up to hug this person, but found that he was not qualified at all.

The plan for now is to do what the master ordered and share his worries.

An Twelve responded neatly, and went to order Manager Liu to do something.

Those dead rats and domestic animals on the street today really frightened Zhao Jin.

It was not enough for the royal family to prepare for this matter. After thinking for a while, Zhao Jin decided to write the matter as a memorial and submit it to the emperor for him to decide.

Zhao Jin is a prince, so naturally he has the right to present the memorial. He didn't move around deliberately. The queen mother sent the memorial to the imperial court, but invited the disciples to polish a memorial according to his wishes, and handed it to the court early.

As for how the emperor handles things, it is not up to him to decide.

Everyone in the palace was busy, and people just felt that the inspection of entering and leaving the palace was more stringent.

The servants spray vinegar everywhere from time to time, and the sour smell is everywhere, which has become a norm.

What made Zhao Jin feel at ease was that the Jingzhao Mansion posted a public announcement requesting that the poultry and livestock drowned in the rain should not be eaten, and the rats and insects on the street were also burned and buried on the spot.

Just when Zhao Jin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the dust had settled, the first patient suddenly appeared in the palace.

The man was an ordinary servant, first he had a high fever, and then he had vomiting and diarrhea. Red sores the size of thumbs appeared on his skin, and then burst and ooze pus.

The man was found when he was checked by the concierge when he came back from going out.

After Mr. Liu learned of this, he did not hesitate to isolate the man, the three other servants who were not sick in the same room as him, and the porter who checked him at that time, and reported to Zhao Jin without stopping.

"This person is usually responsible for some heavy and miscellaneous affairs. The whole family lives in the palace. It is said that there is a secret door in the south of the city as an outer room. He often sends some silver jewelry to supplement the outer room. This is the negligence of the servant."

Zhao Jin's heart was heavy, as if it was a signal that the other boot he had been worrying about had finally landed.

"Isolate his roommates in a remote house. In the past three days, the people he has come into contact with will also be isolated in different rooms and sent to the doctor for diagnosis and treatment."

Manager Liu: "Yes, my lord, you have a noble status, and you must not make any mistakes. Do you think some of you went outside the city to avoid the epidemic?"

Zhao Jin's fingers holding the hand stove trembled slightly. The medical conditions in ancient times were poor, and any illness was fatal. He shook his head slightly.

"This disease may be a seasonal epidemic, and I'm afraid the situation is unknown outside. Immediately ordered the palace to be closed from today, and the gatekeepers in the palace will check the people under them. If they encounter the same disease, they will be quarantined in the West courtyard. The palace will start immediately." Reduce the frequency of purchases, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Order the Chinese medicine practitioners of the government to immediately make a soup for epidemic prevention, and let the servants drink it in batches."

"Yes, don't worry, my lord!"

Manager Liu's chubby face is also rare and serious at the moment.

Zhao Jin squeezed the aching brows.

"All the doctors in the mansion, when treating patients, must cover their faces with multiple layers of cotton cloth and take precautions. Those who are isolated must also comfort them a little. The food and drink in their daily life must be timely. Tell them, the Lord is not Will give up every loyal minion."

At this moment, under Zhao Jin's thin spine, there seemed to be vigorous strength.

Manager Liu and An Shier standing on one side looked at Zhao Jin closely, showing infinite courage for no reason.

Manager Liu's eyes were even more red, and his voice was slightly choked.

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, there was no need to delay, and he quickly went out to arrange the big and small matters in the mansion, and the palace was also like a precision machine, moving in full swing.

An Twelve stepped forward to take the cold stove from Zhao Jin's hand, and held Zhao Jin's cold fingers in his palm.

Zhao Jin clenched his right hand tightly, holding An Twelve's fingers firmly in his palm, leaning his back on An Twelve's thick chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, his restless heart gradually calmed down.

"Don't worry, it's alright."