The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 206 Who will cure the plague?
King Wei's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he said nothing. No matter how cruel and unkind Tantai Lin was, he was also his uncle. He was unwilling and did not dare to speak out to frame Tantai Lin for injustice.

Mr. Huang seconded: "This is a very good plan! King Changling has a bad reputation, so this is the best thing for him to do. But who is going to say it?"

Everyone bowed their heads in silence. Everyone knew that Tantai Lin had always been cruel and never interfered with the affairs of the court. If he knew that someone was plotting against him, he would probably lose his life.

Nowadays, most people in the court are engaged in empty talk. Years of decadence have long since made them lose their proper character.

At this time, it is really not easy to choose someone who is not afraid of power and has the courage to speak up.

A group of people stayed up until dawn, but they couldn't think of a way to let anyone comment.

In the end, it was the subordinate who spoke up: "Why don't we let Xiao Zhizong go? Isn't it true that he only wants to marry his niece to His Highness, and his own girl is the Princess of Hejian? These two want to please, and if they don't show some sincerity, how can they convince His Highness?"

After hearing the words, everyone felt that the words were reasonable, and immediately arranged for people to go to the Xiao family's house.

Just when King Wei wanted to rest for a while, a servant from the palace came to send a message, asking all the princes and important officials to go to the palace to discuss matters.

The King of Wei looked sarcastic, as his own safety was at stake, and his father finally thought of discussing the matter.

Sure enough, when the old emperor saw his ministers, he said: "Dear sirs, this plague is raging, do you have any good strategies?"

"Where is the imperial doctor? You have been discussing it for two days, but you have come up with a treatable prescription!"

A group of imperial doctors were prostrate on the ground. Being an imperial doctor is a high-risk profession, and being an imperial doctor of the Tantai family is even more precarious.

"Back to Your Majesty, according to the information we have received so far, it is correct that this plague is plague, but the danger of plague is really difficult to control with human power!"

The old emperor's fat body leaned on the dragon chair: "Then there is nothing we can do, take them all out and chop them down!"

King Wei and others immediately stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me. Now is the time to employ people. I believe that given time, all the medical officers will be able to work out a feasible method!"

"How long will it take? Until the plague spreads to the palace?" the old emperor asked impatiently.

Seeing King Changling clasping his hands behind his back, the old emperor couldn't help but ask: "Lao Jiu, what do you think?"

Tantai Lin lazily said: "What does it have to do with me? After all, the world is not mine, so why do you bother asking me?"

King Wei lowered his head, indignant in his heart. What he hated most was that although they were all of the same age, this Nine Emperors uncle could look down on all living beings in front of his father, and was so arrogant!
At that moment, some of the ministers were unhappy: "What does King Changling mean? Is it because this world belongs to you that you are willing to share your worries for Your Majesty? Is this what you did as a minister?"

Tantai Lin gave the man a cold look. The man felt coldness on his neck, his body was a little weak and he could hardly stand. He held on but did not dare to look at him.

"Does Your Majesty think so too?" Tantai Lin glanced at the man and asked the old emperor casually.

The old emperor chuckled: "Nonsense! Lao Jiu is my youngest brother and a close relative. How can I provoke him with words?"

Tantai Lin stood tall and tall in the palace, looked around at everyone, and said leisurely: "It has done nothing for the country, it will only stir up family ties among the Tian family, what is the purpose of such a waste? Drag it down!"

The man fell to the ground in fear: "Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Your Highness, King Wei! Your Highness, King Wei, please save my life!"

King Wei turned his head away and couldn't bear to look directly at him. His heart was full of jealousy. This was always the case. His father was extremely tolerant of Uncle Nine Emperors. No one dared to speak out against such rude behavior.

Soon, Jin Wuwei came forward and dragged him out. In the distance, the man's pleading could be heard gradually disappearing outside the palace gate.There was silence in the palace, and everyone was too timid to speak.

The old emperor still smiled faintly, as if he had just dragged out a cat or dog.

Xiao Zhizong, who had received the hint from King Wei, took back his foot. He wanted to gain a foothold in the court, but not in this way. There was no reason at all against someone like King Changling.

"My lords, how will the refugees outside the city be settled?" the old emperor asked, breaking the silence.

King Wei looked at Xiao Zhizong intentionally or unintentionally, but Xiao Zhizong lowered his head and ignored his gaze.

Tantai Lin laughed softly and said: "The fourth child has been looking at Mr. Xiao. Could it be that Mr. Xiao has some cure for the plague?"

King Wei was startled, and turned his head to meet Tantai Lin's cold eyes. He instantly felt that what he was thinking was completely exposed under the eyes of Uncle Nine Emperors. He felt panic in his heart, but he forced himself to calm down and said:

"No way, my nephew is worried day and night that the plague will not be controlled and may endanger Chang'an. That's why I place my hope on you, sir, for some clever ideas!"

Tantai Lin looked at his nephew who was as old as him with a half-smile, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, the one I admire most among you is our Fourth Highness, why not let Yu Heng manage it!"

"The world will eventually be handed over to him. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

When King Wei heard this, he was half horrified and half happy. He was so shocked that Tantai Lin actually asked him to control the plague, which was equivalent to asking him to die.

Fortunately, what the Nine Emperors Uncle said was acknowledgment that he was the crown prince. If he could be recognized by King Changling, who had equal authority, the world would be at his fingertips.

King Wei secretly took a look at the old emperor and saw that the old emperor had his eyes lowered, as if he was asleep. He could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

After a while, the old emperor slowly said: "Let the fourth child handle this matter!"

King Wei was frightened again when he heard this. What should we do?

Where can I find a cure for the plague?Take this great achievement into your pocket.

"Good prescription? Where did this good prescription come from?" He Ziyu squeezed the prescription in his hand, his words full of excitement.

It turned out to be a prescription for treating the plague. Can anyone really develop a prescription for treating the plague?

Jing Li touched her nose with a guilty conscience: "Don't give up on good prescriptions and bad ones. First, let's see if this prescription is feasible? Does it have any therapeutic effect?"

After all, serum and vaccines have been developed to treat the plague in later generations. This long-standing traditional Chinese medicine prescription was inserted into the book by the way when it was collected.

Whether it is useful or not, Jing Li can't tell. She just hopes that the dead horse can be treated as a living horse doctor. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, the poor people in this world will be given a way to live.

He Ziyu was excited and studied the prescription carefully: "I think it is feasible. Several of these medicines are very effective in treating the plague. Mr. Huan, what do you think?"

Huan Yuan, who has extensive knowledge of Qihuang's art, also studied the art of Qihuang. He took the prescription and considered it carefully: "What Dr. He said is true. This prescription is indeed effective in treating the plague, but is it effective? Still need to find someone. Test it, don’t throw it out hastily.”

Jing Li deeply believed that this was a matter of life and death for the country. If the prescription had no effect, the person who donated the prescription would inevitably become cannon fodder for those in power to vent their anger.

But now that no one can go out, who can test this recipe?Who should I leave it to to promote it?

(End of this chapter)