Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"Meng Qing, please explain it to all my lovers."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said something.

Meng Yi nodded and began to explain to everyone.

And also took out the masks and gloves and showed them how to use them.

Then I explained in detail the principle of using alcohol and boiling water to sterilize.

"Boiling water can actually eliminate the source of the plague?"

For these theories put forward by Meng Yi, everyone present was somewhat skeptical.

"Everyone can rest assured that these are all verified by His Majesty himself, there is absolutely no problem!"

Meng Yi patted his chest to make a promise for Ying Zheng.

"Since His Majesty personally verified it, I will naturally believe it."

"It shouldn't be too late. We'd better gather people as soon as possible and prepare to go to Shangjun!"

"Time is running out now, and countless heads of Guizhou may die in a little while!"

"The widow decided to personally lead the doctors and the rescue team to go to Shangjun to save our Daqin soldiers and the heads of Guizhou!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then made his own decision!

"What? Your Majesty can't!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Meng Yi and Zhao Shu hurriedly stood up to stop him.

"Your Majesty, the epidemic situation in Shangjun is serious. Although there is already an anti-virus method, it has not been verified. Your Majesty, you are a man of gold. If something goes wrong, the ministers will bear the blame!"

"Your Majesty, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, the situation in Shangjun is unknown, so you must not be impulsive!"

"Please, Your Majesty, take your life back!"

……

Many officials in the court stepped forward to try to stop Yingzheng.

"I have made up my mind, not to mention, I have absolute confidence in... completely eradicating this plague, you don't need to persuade me anymore!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand.

Ying Zheng made this decision after careful consideration.

Now shrouded in the panic of the plague, people must be in panic.

As the Great Qin Emperor, if Yingzheng can personally lead people to Shangjun at this time, it will definitely have a great boost to the morale of the people.

The more critical it is, the more we must not panic. Now Shangjun lacks a leader who can lead.

Even Fu Su and Meng Tian cannot shoulder this important task.

In the whole of Daqin, there is only one Zhao Che left who has the confidence to stabilize Shangjun as soon as possible.

But it's not time for Zhao Che to show up yet, so Ying Zheng can only go there in person.

Meng Yi and Zhao Shu looked at each other upon hearing the words.

No one can stop what Ying Zheng is determined to do.

Immediately, Meng Yi stepped forward and saluted Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty attaches great importance to the officers and men of Shangjun and the head of Guizhou. I admire you very much. If Your Majesty insists on going to Shangjun, please let me accompany you."

"No, Meng Qing and Zhao Qing, you two have your own arrangements."

Ying Zheng shook his head, this time he was going to Shangjun, it was enough for him to bring Zhang Han and Xuanniaowei with him for protection.

"Here!"

Meng Yi originally wanted to fight for it again, but he thought that after Ying Zheng left, only he and Zhao Shu were left in Xianyang to contact Zhao Che.

And Zhao Shu, as the internal history of the millet, is also responsible for the mobilization of materials for this disaster relief.

In this way, the matter of contacting Zhao Che can only be handed over to him.

"Since that's the case, all my loves will go down to fulfill the will of the widow. Tomorrow morning, the widow will personally lead the medical team to Shangjun!"

"Here!"

After the court meeting ended, the entire city of Xianyang became busy in an instant.

After receiving Yingzheng's order, the officials in the court immediately began to call doctors and laborers from all over the country, preparing to form a team to go to Shangjun for disaster relief.

However, in just one day, the doctors in the entire Xianyang city were summoned, and the doctors in the surrounding counties were still rushing over.

In addition, the large amount of materials prepared by Ying Zheng was also in place step by step.

A batch of masks, gloves, and various disinfection supplies have been assembled for a group of people who are about to go to Shangjun.

……

In the early morning of the next day, all the materials and personnel were in place, and following Ying Zheng's order, everyone went to Shangjun in a mighty manner.

As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Yingzheng took the lead. Under the protection of Zhang Han and Xuanniaowei, he rushed to Shangjun in just over four hours.

"Stop, the plague is raging in Shangjun, it has been closed, everyone please go back!"

Before Ying Zheng and the others entered the city, a few people came out from the top of the city and stopped them.

"Bold, Your Majesty is here, why don't you come out quickly to greet him?"

Zhang Han got out of the carriage and shouted to the soldiers above.

"What? His Majesty is here?"

Hearing Zhang Han's words, the Shangjun soldiers on the top of the city were stunned.

"Hurry up and inform the son and the general, and tell them the news of His Majesty's arrival!"

The commander of the city guard did not dare to make any mistakes in this matter, and hastily gave instructions to his subordinates.

Not long after, two haggard figures in armor came down to the top of the city surrounded by the crowd.

"Young master, General, His Majesty is here in person, why don't you hurry out of the city to greet him?"

Hearing Zhang Han's words, Fusu, Meng Tian and others on the top of the wall were shocked.

"Father, the plague is raging in Shangjun right now, and my son has ordered the city to be closed. Please forgive my son for being difficult to obey. Father, please go back!"

Fusu rang out with a crying voice.

Who knows how much pressure he has been under during this time.

For a long time, Fusu has always presented an image of benevolence and fraternity.

This time the plague in Shangjun, he personally ordered the closure of the city, and he did not hesitate to stop the plague here at the cost of millions of lives.

It is conceivable how much pressure Fusu endured when this order was issued.

The arrival of Ying Zheng completely broke the tension in Fusu's heart. At this time, he was crying like a child who hadn't grown up.

"My son, Meng Qing, you have worked hard during this time!"

Looking at Fusu at this moment, Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

After all, he was his own son, so he was almost there, if he hadn't asked Zhao Che for the cure for the plague.

Maybe after today, Ying Zheng will lose his beloved son.

"Father, my son is not filial, and I can no longer be filial to my father. The plague in Shangjun is serious, and my son should take responsibility. Father is a man of gold. Please return to Xianyang as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation. Let my ministers stop this plague in Shangjun!"

"Absurd, there are millions of innocent people in Shangjun, how can I stand by and watch? What's more, who said that there is no cure for this plague?"

"Father, what do you mean? Is there a cure for this plague?"

Fusu was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in disbelief.

"That's natural. I have found a cure for the plague. I will open the city gate quickly. I will enter the city myself to save the people of Daqin!"

"This……"

Fusu hesitated a little. Although Ying Zheng said he was swearing, but he had a special status after all, if something happened, it would be good or bad.