Da Suining

Chapter 153
So the princess came here again and again, and the imperial physician was terrified.

Anyone who is unfortunate enough to be caught by the princess will really be lucky.

Or if Lan Fai's condition worsened, or something unexpected happened, Princess Guo would have to stew the imperial doctor's medicine in a jar.

When Princess Guo came like this, it was like a reminder.

The Imperial Physician hides whenever he can, but if he can't hide, the lower the head, the better.

Princess Guo recruited the imperial physician from the imperial hospital, and later the imperial physician couldn't stand the mental torture anymore, so she knelt down and said to the princess: "I have limited ability, and I am afraid that it will delay Mr. Lan's condition, so I ask the princess to hire Gao Ming again. "Or: "I'm so shallow in medicine that I'm not worthy of serving in the imperial hospital. After I'm done with the plague, I'll go to the emperor to ask for my resignation and return home."

Princess Guo had no choice but to go to the old lady and the emperor.

The old queen naturally felt sorry for Lan Fai, but she had lived in the deep palace for a long time, and she seldom worried about things outside.

Where the emperor is, there are already one head and two big ones. What happened in Qingcheng, he, the emperor, is more worried than anyone else.

Especially this group of imperial physicians, after so many days of research and development, they still haven't developed the medicine. It is still unknown how many people will die in Qingcheng. Thinking about it, it is like hanging a knife on the head. I don't know what the knife is. will fall down.

Princess Guo cried and went to the emperor and said: "Isn't the imperial physician even able to cure a plague? Isn't the imperial physician the best in Xuanguo?"

"Plague is not another disease, not to mention Xuanguo. Hundreds of years ago, when there was no Xuanguo, according to historical records, even if you get plague, you can't save yourself. You have to bear it yourself. This matter, it cannot be said that the imperial physician is not good at medicine. "

"But Tuer... I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it anymore."

"I know, those famous doctors in Qingcheng, as well as folk remedies, haven't you tried them all?"

"Try it, but it's useless."

"I know that Fa'er is seriously ill, and you are also worried. I am also very distressed. I treat him like a parent and child. I have arranged for him the position of the imperial army early on. He has a smooth journey. How could he want to suffer such a situation?" Tribulation? If you need silver or gold, I have some in this treasury, you can just move them, but when it comes to healing, I can't do it too well." The emperor sighed, leaning on the dragon chair and squinting He closed his eyes and stopped talking for a long time.

The memorials on the long case pile up thicker day by day.

Don't let this group of people go to court, and they are not idle at home.

After all, as a courtier, Xuan Guo had to report to the emperor in time for anything that happened.

In addition to the papers for greetings, and the papers for the plague, the emperor has been busy these days, and has already spared the matter of pampering his concubines, but there are still only a lot of papers, and gradually, the emperor is almost buried.

When the little palace lady brought tea, seeing the emperor squinting his eyes, she didn't dare to say a word, and she didn't dare to move while holding the tea tray aside.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was eerily quiet.

The five-day suspension period has passed, and the situation in Qingcheng is getting worse day by day.

Then we can only continue to strike.

As for when you can go to court, you have to listen to the emperor's temporary notice.

These gangs cannot cure the plague, and are the scariest.

Once the plague is out of control, there will be turmoil, the people's hearts will be unstable, and some people will rebel, which can also be inferred.

The emperor was worried, and Princess Guo couldn't make any more requests.

After all, she also got a special waist card for entering the palace. Those high-ranking officials of the first and second ranks may not be able to see the emperor while squatting at home at this time.

The emperor has given her enough convenience.

On the way back from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Princess Guo was in a trance, not knowing where her soul had gone.

It happened to be raining, the long street was empty, the ground was bare, there were not even a chicken or a duck, only the sky in the distance and above the head was getting darker and darker, with streaks of white light mixed in the blackness.

There was thunder, there was lightning.

The wind blew very hard, and the carriage of Changxinhou's Mansion was blown "squeaky", and the curtain hanging on the carriage was blown by the wind like a butterfly, flying up and down.

Walking to the busiest streets and alleys, I saw one or two people wearing black veiled hats, wrapped tightly, I don’t know what they bought, and walking quickly with the things, it seems that if they are one step late, someone is going to arrest them go the same.

"Are the pharmacies outside closed?" Princess Guo said lazily as she leaned against the carriage.

What happened to Lan Fai had exhausted her physically and mentally from running.

The maidservant who followed replied: "Nowadays, the medicines in many pharmacies are sold out, and the drug dealers outside the medicinal materials market heard about Qingcheng, and they dare not come to sell medicines, so more and more pharmacies are closed, doctor I also dare not go to the pharmacy for consultation, for fear of being robbed again, arresting a doctor now is like arresting a thief, making everyone feel in danger."

"Whether the pharmacy is closed or not, and whether the doctor leaves or not, has nothing to do with us. We have already invited doctors with a little bit of reputation in Qingcheng. No matter how much money they give, they will not be able to prescribe useful prescriptions."

"Princess, please rest assured, maybe... one day this plague will be cured."

"One day, the plague will pass, and Qingcheng will be as safe and stable as before. But who knows when the plague will pass? Can Tuer wait until that day? He can't." Thinking of Lan Tui, Princess Guo Very sad, and entered the palace again, this time, the emperor also had a quarrel with her, and the emperor's ass was about to catch fire, so how could he manage the matter of Lan Fai?Miracle doctors don't come from heaven, and now I'm afraid I really have to ask for more blessings, where is there any blessing.

The curtain of the car fluttered, and a wheelbarrow came head-on.

The wheelbarrow was covered with a straw felt, and a man with cotton cloth wrapped around his face bent over and pushed the wheelbarrow and hurried away.

Because the straw felt is full of things, the whole wheelbarrow looks wobbly and heavy.

"What kind of business is this? How did you risk your life?"

The boy driving the carriage hurriedly said: "Princess Hui, he is not in business, he is delivering the corpse."

"Huh?" The princess was shocked.

When did Qingcheng need a car to deliver the corpse?Need so much in one car?If the wheelbarrow was loaded with corpses, it meant that this cart contained at least a few corpses.

In the past, I didn't even dare to think about it.

Whoever dares to do this, the yamen servants have to arrest him first.

"This person was hired by the government. There are twenty or thirty people like this in Qingcheng now, who specially push the corpses to the incinerator for burning. They are all people who have the plague. In the past, people in the yamen were in charge of these matters. There are more and more people dying now, they can't control it anymore, so they temporarily recruited a group of brave people who are not afraid of death to do this. I heard that after five days of work, you can get a tael of silver. This is hard work live."

Just as he was talking, he heard a "squeak", the wheelbarrow stopped, and the straw mat slipped down, and there was a dead body that fell down together with the straw mat.

It was a woman's body.

His complexion was blue, his seven orifices were bleeding, his bones were bony, his arms were stretched forward, and his eyes were wide open.Ten nails are filled with flesh and blood.

The corpse gave off an unpleasant, decaying smell.

When the wind blew, the smell drifted away. Princess Guo sniffed it and almost spat it out.

Although the servant girl next to her was not timid, it was the first time she had seen such corpses. These hideous corpses and the horrific way of death scared the maidservant so much that she covered her mouth and dared not make a sound.

Princess Guo glanced at the corpses, feeling even more sad in her heart.

These are people who died of the plague.

Her blues had faded, and she was also infected with the plague, and now she was lying on the bed with unknown life and death, and the blood he vomited had already stained the bed sheet red.

The man who pushed the wheelbarrow supported the wheelbarrow, bent down, picked up the woman's body on the ground, put it back on the wheelbarrow, rearranged the corpses on the wheelbarrow, covered the grass felt, and pushed the wheelbarrow forward. .

He lifted the woman's body as calmly as if he were carrying a bag of rice or noodles.

Maybe it's because I do this kind of thing too much.

The servant of Changxinhou's Mansion hastily whipped his horsewhip a few times, and stayed away from the wheelbarrow.

Almost all the shops along the street were closed, and the boards were lowered, blocking the doorway tightly.

The hawkers who walked around the long street selling candied haws, celery tomatoes, and hair combers were all gone.

At this time in the past, the wonton stall at the entrance of the alley was about to open. The hawker boiled the golden chicken soup until it was splashed, put the wrapped wonton in clear water, boiled it, scooped it into a bowl, poured the chicken soup, and drizzled some coriander and sesame oil , when it was served on the table, the wontons were still rolling in the golden chicken soup, and the aroma was tangy.

There is also a fried chicken shop on the opposite side. The fried fresh chicken is steaming hot, topped with five spices, and then topped with fried sesame seeds. Mix it with chopsticks, wrap it in paper and eat it with your hands. The ingredients are very fragrant. Although the chicken is fried, you can take a bite and absorb the chicken juice. It is really tender and smooth.

Where is it now?The small table and chairs of the wonton shop were confiscated and placed on the side of the road, already covered in ashes.

However, the door of a shop was wide open, and a few shop assistants were busy greeting customers at the door.

The guys all came to the door to say hello, presumably the business is booming.

Looking at the people queuing up to buy things, there are at least a dozen or so.

"Isn't that shop afraid of the plague? Or is it not afraid of death? How dare you open the door to welcome customers?" Princess Guo frowned.

"Of course they're not afraid." The boy said, "They sell coffins. The more people die, the better their business is. I passed by here before and never saw a coffin shop queuing up. Recently, the coffin shop has been too busy. Here we come. Although people who have the plague have to be taken away to be burned, but those who have a little wealth will still buy a coffin to wrap it in. After all, it doesn’t look so shabby. Now the business here is too busy. I heard that the coffins are reserved until the second Ten days later."

The princess was silent.

At the entrance of the coffin shop, there are some paper figurines and paper horses. They presumably sell not only coffins, but also some scattered paper goods.

"It's not a small talker. If the princess wants to prepare the coffin, she must hurry up. Now there is only one coffin shop open in Qingcheng." The boy said, holding his horsewhip.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you slap yourself?" The princess' maidservant snapped.

"Princess, it's all the fault of the little one. It's the little one who talks too much." The servant slapped himself in fright.

Princess Guo said with red eyes: "You're right. It's just a bad word. A few days ago, the imperial doctor told me that he was going to prepare for Tuer's funeral, but I have been unwilling to believe it. Now it seems that It's time to give up, Tu'er, my Tu'er, I'm afraid it will be gone. I raised him and taught him to be an adult. I don't ask him to be outstanding, but I want to be safe, and now this wish can't come true. "

The door of Xiang's house will not be opened for a few days.

Xiang Daying no longer went to the morning court, and slept until dawn every day.

The whole family sat around to eat, and most of the conversations at the dinner table were about the plague.

"Is there enough stuff in the house? I know there is enough rice, and the meat is cured, but what about the vegetables? Are there enough fresh vegetables? There are several people in the family, plus a pile of women and maids. You need at least two baskets of vegetables for a day's expenses, and you may not be able to buy them now that you have money," Xiang Daying said.

"You don't have to worry about vegetables. Fortunately, we live in a Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi is far away from Qingcheng and grows a lot of vegetables. A cart is enough to last for half a month. The weather is getting colder. Vegetables If you can give it more time, in a few days, the mustard greens will grow well, and then you can pickle some pickles to eat, and it can also be served with rice. The current situation is difficult, and you can barely make a living." Madam Xiang put down her chopsticks and stretched out her hand Resident Prime Minister Suining's hand: "Things are easy to get, just to take care of people. The servants in the mansion are not allowed to go out unless necessary. Even the masters should reduce the number of times they go out. Everyone can stay at the mansion with peace of mind." , wait until this plague is over before going out, don’t be in a hurry, lest if you get sick, you won’t be able to save it.”

"What Mother said is very true, very true."

Tang Xiaoniang silently rolled her eyes.

In the past, Xiang Daying made arrangements for major and minor matters in the mansion, and she was the one to make the decisions.

This time the plague was such a big deal, it was just the time for her to act out, but Mrs. Xiang spoke so eloquently that everyone was convinced. Isn't this destroying her prestige?
Tang Xiaoniang was dissatisfied in her heart: "Mother, drink some water to moisten your mouth."

Xiang Guoxin let out a "poof" laugh.

"You bastard." Xiang Daying patted him on the back; "When is it, you can still laugh."

Xiangguo smiled heartily, the women in the family still don't forget to fight when it's time.

How could Mrs. Xiang not understand the meaning of Tang Xiaoniang's words?Immediately put down his job and said: "You are in charge of the affairs of the house now, if you think you have something to say, then you can say it."

"I..." Tang Xiaoniang thought for a while, alas, Mrs. Xiang will tell you everything you can say, you can't say that you swallow your words back, let me say it?

"My mother has already explained it, so I will listen to my mother." Tang Xiaoniang picked up a chopstick and ate the ribs sullenly.

Now that the house has been closed for a few days, the amount of fresh meat in the house has decreased a lot. The pork ribs on the table were cured last year, and there is also some duck meat, which is also duck in sauce.

There are also fresh vegetables. A few days ago, after hearing about the plague, Zhuangzi sent a cart full of vegetables. If you want to come and eat for a while, there is no problem.

"I heard... Princess Guo's son is going to die." Tang Xiaoniang muttered after eating another rib.

The chopsticks in Xiang Suining's hand fell on the table.

"Who did you hear the rumors from here?" Mrs. Xiang said coldly: "If such words have been heard by the princess, do you still want to live?"

(End of this chapter)