Chapter 182
"Don't worry, I made something." An Xu got up and went out, and came back with two transparent glass bowls, which contained two small handfuls of powdery things.

Perhaps because of cooking since childhood, An Xu's hands-on ability is very good.

"This one is green medicine, and the other is red medicine, both of which are extracted from extremely common daily foods," An Xu said, and put them in front of Zong Che, "You and I will go to the doctors' place with me later. Tell them about the efficacy of these two medicines, and see if they can be used with their prescriptions for some more serious patients."

Zong Che smiled and said, "Okay. But you not only know how to cook, but now you can even make medicine?"

There is already a calculation in my heart.

"I've only seen other people give birth before, oh, just do it," An Xu said without changing his face, "I did it myself, and I don't know if it will be successful or not."

To put it in an irresponsible word, the matter has come to an end, and those people who are seriously ill and dying in the outer city should not be the guinea pigs now.

They don't have time to find real mice to test drugs.

In the second half of the afternoon, the sky became cloudy again.

A gray-haired old man wearing a mask came out of the corner door on the east side of the Governor's Mansion, followed by a young man carrying a medicine box.

"Grandpa, do we really want to try the medicine given by that lady?" After walking away from the gate of the Governor's Mansion, the young man caught up with the old man and whispered, "Although the higher authorities will not blame the people who have been put to death, the family members of those patients may be killed. Hate you to death."

"Otherwise, let's not tell them that there are other things added to the potion." The boy suggested.

Mrs. Zong is just a woman in the back house. Listening to her talk, she doesn't even know the compatibility of medicinal materials. How dare she use the things she made?

The old man said: "If it really has the effect that Mrs. Zong said, this epidemic will be cured."

The young man didn't believe it: "Grandpa, you and so many doctors can't help it, but a person who doesn't know anything about medicine can do it?"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "I heard from the servants of the Governor's Mansion that Mrs. Zong is an expert in cooking, and the medicine comes from the same source, maybe it is."

But the old doctor's hand holding the medicine box on one side trembled a little. He had seen the magic medicine given by Mrs. Zong in an ancient family book.

The entrance to the inner city is guarded by soldiers, and the badges are checked when entering and exiting. The checks are more rigorous when entering than when exiting.

There was a distance of one meter between the old doctor and the few people who were waiting to leave the city. After handing over their badges to the soldiers for inspection, they each received a time card and an anti-epidemic kit made by a doctor in the city.

This medicine pack is mainly made of mugwort and other medicines that have the effect of preventing wind and cold. As long as you go in and out of the city, each person has one pack and changes it every two days.

After leaving the inner city, the smell of disinfectant powder in the outer city is more obvious.

The boy was worried, and took out two masks, adding another layer to his grandfather and himself.

"Grandpa, where are we going to try?" the boy asked.

The old man said: "Look for someone who is about to die of illness."

There were not many medicines, so they were divided into four parts, and each of the four doctors went to the outer city to find someone to test the medicine.

The old man stopped at a north-south intersection, and carried a large bag of rubbish to the incinerator. A man with his head and face covered tightly asked, "Is there anyone seriously ill here?"

Seeing the inner city cards on their waists, the man pointed to the north without hesitation, "The northernmost family has a doll who is about to die."

After listening to the old man, he nodded with a dignified expression, and walked towards the medicine box with one hand.

"Xiao Qi, it's not cold anymore, it won't be cold when mother hugs her."

As soon as he walked to the northernmost house, he heard a woman's frightened and frantic voice from inside, and the old man looked serious, "Sidouer, come in quickly."

After saying that, he rushed in first. In the dark room, the woman looked haggard, and she threw aside the uniformly issued masks in the inner city. Her lips were chapped and peeled, but all her thoughts were on the pale child in her arms. body.

Si Douer ran over, blocked his grandfather first, and then said to the woman, "Why did you come into contact with the patient without taking precautions?"

The woman suddenly said madly: "This is my son. My men are dead. If my son is gone, what am I doing alive?"

Si Douer frowned, "You are disturbing the order. Mrs. Zong said that you will not let relatives take care of sick relatives. We will treat them with the best medicine. Are you making trouble like this?"

The old man took a look at his grandson, and he had heard him complain a lot these days, but he didn't expect that this kid would agree with General Zong's wife's actions.

Hearing this, the woman's gaze was full of hostility. She hugged the child in her arms tightly and said, "What do you want to do? I won't be separated from my son until I die."

Si Douer wanted to say something, but the old man took the lead and said, "Mrs. Zong gave some magic medicine, which may overcome this plague. When I came out, I took the medicine to find people who were seriously ill to test it. Your child, don't let me give it to you?" Let me try?"

The woman managed to calm down, and did not loosen her grip on the child, and asked, "How sure are you?"

"I'm not sure," said the old man, with a somewhat apologetic look on his face, "Maybe one dose won't work, maybe there's five points' effect, maybe there's the opposite effect, or maybe one dose will work."

The woman lowered her head, carefully brushed her son's hair, and kissed his pale face, but there was a battle between heaven and man in her heart, and she didn't give a reply for a long time.

Si Douer said: "You have to reply quickly, we can decide whether to prescribe medicine for you, or go to other seriously ill people to test the medicine."

"I agree," the woman said, holding the child and kowtowing to the old man, "Old Doctor Zhang, please save my child."

The old man immediately put down the medicine box, first took a pulse for the child, and then opened the box to prepare the medicine.

Si Douer asked, "How do you know my grandfather?"

After making a decision, the woman was no longer so entangled. She wiped away the tears that shed from her face at some point, and said, "I heard from my man that you are in the same family as an imperial physician named Zhang in the capital."

Sidou'er pouted.

The old man smiled and said: "More than 100 years ago, it is indeed a family, but it has long since been of the same clan. We can't compare with Zhang's family, the imperial physician in the capital."

Si Douer was not convinced: "Why is there no comparison? Grandpa, I have read our family tree, and speaking of it, we are the direct descendants."

What happened to the direct branch? Didn't he get so mixed up that he could only live in the border town?
Some childhood memories flashed in my mind. Old Doctor Zhang focused on the present, and after preparing the medicine, he took out the medicine pot that he brought with him, and borrowed the stove from this house to boil the medicine outside.

An hour later, the child took the medicine, and under the gaze of the three and six pairs of eyes, his complexion obviously improved.

About an hour later, the child opened his eyes. He didn't even have the strength to speak, but now he said to his mother, "Mom, I'm hungry."

The woman was suddenly ecstatic, stood up and ran to the door, and said to a man on duty at the intersection who was in full body protection: "Is there any porridge? My son is hungry."

In an instant, the man stood up.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a bowl of boiled thick rice porridge was delivered to the woman's home.

The child fell asleep again after eating porridge, and did not vomit what he ate.

Old Doctor Zhang let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Si Douer, it seems that we have found the right medicine."

Si Douer knew that the medicine formulated by grandpa was already effective, but he didn't expect that it would be so effective with the addition of Mrs. Zong's.

"Grandpa, can we save people in the next city?" Si Douer asked in surprise.

"That's right, Mrs. Zong, General Zong, is really of great merit." Old Doctor Zhang said, his eyes fell in the distance.

Their means and methods of dealing with the plague will provide the world with the best way to deal with it.

The miraculous medicine and miracles recorded in the book he read with his grandfather when he was young are not just empty talk, and it will not be a hopeless day for the direct branch to rise again.

After that, there should be no more cases where people infected with the plague will be driven out to fend for themselves or burned to death after the plague occurs.

In the inner city, in the magistrate's yamen, Xia Yunfeng is gathering a few of his men, planning to sneak out tonight to take over Liangcheng.

This place can't stay anymore, and now even his freedom to deliver paperwork to the capital is restricted, and there are still so many people infected with the plague imprisoned in the city, if he doesn't leave, he probably won't know how he died.

As soon as night fell, the bright and clear moon hung high in the sky. It turned out that a gust of north wind in the evening actually cleared the day.

Under the bright moonlight, people walk on the road, and the shadows are even darker.

Xia Yunfeng carried a big burden on his back, and several of his men took the burden that was two times bigger, and the group headed towards the inner city gate with normal expressions.

Dodging another group of patrolling soldiers, Xia Yunfeng couldn't help it, and scolded: "This scorpion, I really think that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so he can be the emperor of the earth? Wait, I will definitely read him a book when I go out." .”

Cursing, he turned two more streets, the inner city gate was close in front of him, and it was time to change defenses, so Xia Yunfeng hurried out.

"who?"

As expected, he was stopped by someone just two steps out.

Xia Yunfeng couldn't help scolding again, aren't these all soldiers of the second prince?It's only been a few days, why do people regard the words of the surname Zong as the standard?

He coughed, straightened his back, took two steps forward and said, "It's my residence."

"Prefect Xia," Zong Che's voice sounded. He and An Xu had just returned from the outer city and were washing their hands and spraying disinfectant powder at the nearest disinfection point.

He smiled and walked out of the dark, almost scaring Xia Yunfeng to death.

"General Zong," Xia Yunfeng barely stabilized his figure, he said with a smile, "Lord Zong, what a coincidence. You, you and your wife are also out to enjoy the moon."

Seeing An Xu who came out later, he hurriedly changed his words.

Zong Che said with a smile: "We haven't had time to enjoy the moon yet. There is good news. The two medicines made by my wife have brought some good news from the outer city."

What do you mean?
Xia Yunfeng didn't quite believe it and said, "You mean, you have found the medicine to overcome the epidemic?"

An Xu said: "I'm not sure yet, but there is an old doctor who prescribed the most brilliant prescription. Using those two medicines as a prelude, he gave a child who was seriously ill and dying, and now the child can control himself. Bring the bowl to eat."

"Really, is there such a god?" Xia Yunfeng said.

"If Master Xia doesn't believe it, go and see for yourself." Zong Che stretched out his hand to beg.

Xia Yunfeng touched the burden on his back unconsciously, and said, "I'll go and see it tomorrow."

An Xu and Zong Che ignored him and went back to the Governor's Mansion first.

After confirming that he had found the right medicine, the turmoil hidden under the calm completely calmed down. In the next few days, the whole Huoliang City was in a kind of joyful busyness.

Everyone did their best to prepare the magic medicine. If there was anything missing in the pharmacy, someone would bring it soon.

Xia Yunfeng didn't make it in the end, and then the soldiers began to distribute the medicine from house to house. He went out to see, and saw that every household who received the medicine would hold it up to the top of his head, knelt down and said, "Thank you Zongdu for saving your life!" Big favor."

Without a single soldier, this Zongche won the hearts of the people in Huoliang City.

But fortunately, he gained the trust and support of these ordinary people, but he severely offended the wealthy households in the inner city.

One rich family is worth hundreds of poor families.

Xia Yunfeng felt that he still had a chance of winning.

Just as he was about to go back to meet those patriarchs for a drink of tea and chat, a master he had specially invited before coming to Huoliang City ran over and whispered: "My lord, General Zong promised those people headed by the Mu family that they will take Huoliang Half of the coal business in Liangcheng goes to them."

The reason why Huoliang City is so rich is not only due to the exchange of foreign trade, but also the rich coal mines in the high mountains to the west of the city.

The amount of coal used in Daming is relatively large. Porcelain, blacksmithing, ships, and many industries cannot be turned without coal. Let alone half, just two shares of coal are enough to feed those people.

Xia Yunfeng gritted his teeth angrily, shook his sleeves and said, "Let's go to the Governor's Mansion."

When they arrived, Mu Wen and other patriarchs walked out with a smile on their faces. When they met, one of them greeted politely, while the other glanced at them and strode over.

Xia Yunfeng rushed in with his neck stuck, and was finally captured directly by Ma He.

Xia Yunfeng was so angry that he yelled all over the courtyard: "Zong Che, don't think that the matter of the border can be hidden from the emperor's eyes and ears. Today you dare to touch the power of the magistrate, and tomorrow you will have to return to the field."

Ma He glanced at the corner of his mouth, did this person have a bad brain? On his own land, if he dared to make such a loud noise, wouldn't he be afraid of being killed?
Zong Che heard the noise, asked a question, and then asked a soldier to bring the message.

"Before leaving Beijing, the emperor gave Mr. Zong an order to act cheaply. And there has been an unwritten rule in the Ming Dynasty since ancient times. When the border is abnormal, all financial power in Liangcheng will be managed by the northern border army."

Xia Yunfeng was not a fool, so he immediately said: "Then the prefect still needs to restrain the commander of the northern border army. Zong Che's current behavior is no different from rebellion."

The soldier said: "Well, if you don't accept it, just shout."

Xia Yunfeng's heart suddenly turned cold, and he immediately pretended to be cowardly. In a few days at most, the city gate will open, Zong Che, just wait for me.

On the day when the gate of Huoliang City was reopened, the infected people who had escaped from Jiping City who were housed outside the gate all knelt down and kowtowed to the gate.

If there is no Zongdu army to let them take care of them, they will end up in the wilderness.

When An Xu and Zong Che came out, these people had already entered the city. According to the people below, they didn't plan to leave Huoliang City again, and wanted to settle down here.

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