Time Travel Female Queen, Legend of Medicine Saint

In addition, the officials also thought that Jiang Qingchen was here to ask for punishment, and they were all too frightened to speak out. Now they are being asked to go home. Are they really eager to do so? In an instant, no one was left.

"Gege, what do you mean?" An Jun looked at the empty back hall and said carefully, "Is it true that the Eight Wise Kings have some secret decree?"

"When I entered the city, I found a lot of refugees?" Jiang Qingchen said calmly, "What's going on?"

"This..." An Jun hurriedly knelt down and wiped the sweat from his head. "It rained heavily for a month in Youxin City. Farmers had no harvest and many people starved to death."

"What?" Jiang Qingchen said anxiously, "I came from the capital, but I haven't heard anything at all. Youxin City is also under your jurisdiction. Why didn't you report it to the court in time? How long has this been going on?"

"It's been almost half a month." An Jun didn't dare to raise her head, her heart was beating violently. She carefully supported the black gauze hat on her head with her hand, "The official has been trying his best to ask for help, so he didn't report it to the court. Beijing Li Youxin The city is so far away. By the time the imperial court sends people to provide relief, the people will have long since starved to death. I have tried every means, but there is still no way to solve this problem. There are too many victims."

"You are brave, hurry up and write a note and rush it to the capital for 800 miles." Jiang Qingchen frowned. If the people starve to death and no one collects the corpses, bacteria will breed and plague will easily occur. "At the same time, open the warehouse to make porridge. If we deploy another group of people to collect the medicinal materials from all the pharmacies, something big will happen."

"Xiaguan deserves to die, Xianguan deserves to die." An Jun kowtowed and said, "Xiaguan didn't expect that Gege had already noticed the disaster. If he spread porridge, the food in the official treasury wouldn't last long. Xiaguan really deserves to die, no. I have thought of this method a long time ago, and there is another one, why do we need to collect medicinal materials?"

"Get up and talk." Jiang Qingchen said calmly, "I'm not here to accuse you. I'm here to discuss with you how to survive this crisis. The merchants in Yong'an still don't know the seriousness of the disaster in Youxin City. You should immediately Send people to collect food and medicine quickly, because when a large number of victims flood into Yong'an City, it will be too late."

"Gege is thoughtful, but the subordinate is stupid." An Jun raised his head and looked at Jiang Qingchen, "I'll give the order right away."

"Wait a minute, close the city gates and set up the porridge tent outside the city. The person responsible for serving porridge is not allowed to enter the city, so he will camp outside the city." Jiang Qingchen thought for a moment and immediately added.

It's been almost half a month. Maybe there is already a plague in Youxin City. If the city gates are opened, it will soon spread in Yong'an. The city gates are closed to prevent the rapid spread of the plague.

"Close the city gate, this..." The prefect did not dare to say that there was no war, so he closed the city gate without authorization. The emperor blamed him, but what should he do?

Jiang Qingchen had already guessed what Governor An meant, "Do as I say. A large-scale plague is likely to occur in Youxin City. If you want to keep your position as Governor, do as I say."

Prefect An Jun still couldn't figure it out, "How can the food for the porridge be transported outside the city? There are also medicinal materials."

"Hang it down with a rope. I will give you the methods to prevent and treat the plague immediately. You arrange for a doctor to quickly prepare the medicine. Hang it down with a wooden barrel. A team of people will be arranged outside the city to distribute the medicine and porridge. "Jiang Qingchen arranged the arrangements hurriedly.

The prefect nodded repeatedly, admiring this civilian in her heart. In a short period of time, she had already thought of several ways to deal with it without panicking at all.

She was going to greet Gege at that time, and she was also afraid that Gege, who was coming from the capital, would find out about the flooding in Youxin City and report it to the court. She originally wanted to hide it from her superiors.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingchen saw the refugees fleeing the famine outside the city gate and predicted the disaster and plague. "Gege, you have worked hard. Then you can go back and have a rest. I will make arrangements right now."

"Okay, let's stop chatting. I want to go to Youxin City to check it out in person." Jiang Qingchen said, picking up the pre-written method and handing it to the guardian, "The matter is urgent, let the major pharmacies prepare the medicine according to the prescription, such as Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, yes, yes." An Jun said hurriedly, "I'll take care of it now."

"In addition, you should send more people to distribute government notices in the city, and try not to go out in the near future. I will find a way to solve this crisis." Jiang Qingchen said, "Let the people not panic, I believe the court will handle it well." About this."

"Yes, yes, yes." An Jun responded and retreated.

Jiang Qingchen turned to Dong and said, "Dong, we are going to Youxin City now."

"Gege, is there really a plague there?" Dong asked doubtfully. She really couldn't figure it out. She just found some refugees when entering the city. Jiang Qingchen concluded that there would be a plague in Youxin City? What if I make a mistake?

If all the medicinal materials in Yong'an City were collected, it would be a huge sum of money. Even for the national treasury, it would be a big expense. If this money was wasted, even if she was the beloved daughter of the Eight Wise Kings, the emperor would still drop the price. sinful.

"Alas..." Jiang Qingchen sighed softly, "I don't want to either, but there will be an epidemic after a major disaster, because there are many people who starve to death, and there are also many people who are fleeing famine. Some people starve to death on the road and no one bury them. , germs will naturally appear over time, let’s go, let’s go on horseback.”

"Then you should bring some medicinal materials." Dong asked anxiously, "Even if you are a miracle doctor, if you don't have medicinal materials, it will be useless to go there. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without straw."

"Let's go over and take a look at the situation first. I have informed the prefect of the medicinal materials and prescriptions. She will do a good job in the rear. As long as we control the patients in Youxin City in one place and don't wander around, the epidemic will spread quickly. It can be controlled." Jiang Qingchen couldn't help but said, raised his legs and walked out.

She couldn't wait any longer. If those people wandered around and the epidemic spread, it would be very troublesome.

An Jun had already ordered the government servants to bring their horses over. Jiang Qingchen and Dong rode one horse at a time and galloped towards Youxin City. Jiang Qingchen didn't bring an official with him, so she and Dong quietly left the city.

On the way to Youxin City, I saw a large number of refugees pouring towards Yong'an City. "Gege." Dong looked at the refugees, "It's really as you expected. Should we go back to Yong'an City first to discuss countermeasures?"

"No need, I have told the prefect about everything that needs to be explained. As long as she does exactly what I told her, the epidemic will be under control soon." Jiang Qingchen looked at the refugees, "I will ask someone first. "

Dong hurriedly took the horse aside. Jiang Qingchen and Dong got off their horses and stood on the roadside looking at the refugees. "My lord, please do me a favor and give me something to eat."

"Sir, I have an old man who is sick at home. Please give him something to eat."

"Your Excellency, do you have mercy on us?" ...

More than a dozen refugees passed by Jiang Qingchen, and their voices calling for help could not be heard. Jiang Qingchen turned around and couldn't bear to listen any more. She looked at the sick old man. He already had high fever, diarrhea, and vomiting...

Jiang Qingchen's heart tightened, the epidemic had begun...