Mixed with salted fish in Hongwudang

Chapter 291 Hey, our eldest grandson succeeded!

After Lao Zhu was moved by his grandson, his face suddenly turned cold.

Dasun risked his life for Daming, but those profiteers still have the face to ask for money?

If he, a grandfather, can't keep the family property for his grandson, how can he face his grandson in the future!
When Lao Zhu thought this way, the officials in the hall had already knelt down, calling His Highness King Wu wise.

"His Royal Highness, Gao Yi, and the humble ministers are all in admiration!"

"Wu Wang Gaoyi, I admire you!"

Hearing what everyone said, Lao Zhu had some other thoughts in his heart.If you can use this share in exchange for Dasun's reputation, it doesn't seem like a loss...

At this moment, Qin Deshun whispered in Lao Zhu's ear.

"My lord, the families of Princess Lin'an, Princess Ningguo, Princess Anqing, and Princess Huaining are all grain merchants..."

Old Zhu's face changed when he heard this. He finally understood why Chen Zongli, the head of the Household Department, couldn't even mess with a few grain merchants, so he had to sue him.

Dare to love, this bastard is digging a hole for himself!

Once I deal with it severely, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the princesses.Let’s not talk about it, let’s talk about Princess Anqing, we have already slaughtered her husband Ouyang Lun, if we reprimand this girl for food, after a hundred years, this girl will not cry!
The other princesses were also very difficult, not because they were unreasonable, but because Lao Zhu felt ashamed of them.

The eldest princess Lin'an's father-in-law was Li Shanchang, and the whole family was killed.

Princess Ningguo is the legitimate daughter of Lao Zhu and Queen Ma, if I take care of her, it will be Queen Ma's turn to take care of us when we go underground.

Relatively speaking, Princess Huaining still saves him some time, but he can't always be bullied by an honest child, right?
When Lao Zhu thought of this, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, maybe Ni Sun knew about this, so he left behind the countermeasure of exchanging shares for food?

After all, even if the shares were given to his aunts, it would still be a fortune that would not flow to outsiders.

"Cough cough!"

"Since our eldest grandson has made a plan, let's do as our eldest grandson says!"

"By the way, what were you doing before we came?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I and others are counting the morbidity, mortality, infection rate, etc. of the people in the city."

"What are the rates?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, these are new words taught to us by the grandson of the Three Emperors, and they are specially used to deal with the smallpox epidemic in the city."

"The incidence rate is..."

Under Xie Kui's explanation, Lao Zhu finally figured out what these new words mean. To put it simply, he counted how many people in the city suffered from serious diseases.

"Then keep busy."

"Everything is arranged according to our grandson's previous arrangements, so you don't need to ask us everything!"

After saying this, Lao Zhu began to walk aimlessly in the hall, and whenever he saw something novel, he would ask Xie Kui next to him.

"What is this icon?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this is a diagram of the incidence rate of the people in the city."

"Each cylinder represents a day..."

"Oh oh oh!"

Old Zhu nodded in satisfaction.

"This method is not bad, this dry data will look much better at once!"

Although Lao Zhu is not a major student, he still has a headache when it comes to numbers and the like.Seeing this kind of chart now, he immediately felt like a treasure, thinking that he should promote it to the whole Ming Dynasty in the future, so that it would be much easier for him to look at the data.

"What are these little flags?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is Lifang where the case was discovered."

"As long as a case breaks out in a certain lifang, a small flag will be planted on the lifang."

"Oh……"

Old Zhu smiled when he heard this.

"This Nisun has an exquisite heart, so he can think of such a clever way, hahaha..."

"Is there any novelty, tell us all about it, and let us know what grandson has been doing these days!"

"it is good!"

Following Xie Kui's explanation, Lao Zhu gradually drew a picture of Dasun's work these days and the countermeasures for everything in his mind.

Old Zhu nodded as he listened, he was very satisfied with Dasun's treatment, and there were even some countermeasures he couldn't think of.

"Our eldest grandson is really a born emperor's embryo!"

"All right!"

"We won't disturb you here any more, you can get busy with your own work."

"When the time comes, what kind of report will be calculated, remember to send a copy to Qianqing Palace!"

"promise!"

After everyone sent the old emperor away, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to work hard.

On the other side, when Chen Zongli took the household soldiers to borrow grain again, the grain merchants were all rejoiced when they heard that they could use the shares of the chamber of commerce under King Wu's name as collateral, and enthusiastically borrowed grain.

In the past, they were afraid that the court would borrow too much, but now they were afraid that the court would not want to borrow, and they were afraid that they would not borrow enough!
Some people even hinted euphemistically that the food lent out before does not need to be repaid, and it should be directly equivalent to the shares.

This made Chen Zongli very hurt. He thought that he was a dignified minister of the household department, and with the treasury of the Ming Dynasty as a mortgage, he could not compare to the two chambers of commerce established by the third emperor's grandson?
"I don't understand one thing. Is the shares of the third emperor's grandson so valuable?"

"Oh, my lord, you are joking!"

"What money is not money, the three emperors are so benevolent, how can we wait for merchants not to do the work of dogs and horses?"

Chen Zongli sneered when he heard this.

"Ha ha!"

"Then give it away for nothing, the third emperor's grandson must be happier!"

The owner of the Yangjia Grain Store became anxious on the spot when he heard this.

"Don't tell me!"

"Grassmen are also a small business, how can they afford such a gift?"

"How about this, the villain who lent it to the court before is the master, and the court doesn't have to pay it back. As long as the subsequent borrowing of grain is done with the shares of the Minggang Chamber of Commerce and the Coal Chamber of Commerce, you can borrow the grain from the villain as you like!"

Chen Zongli asked again after hearing the words.

"Then tell us, why don't you trust the imperial court, but trust the shares of the third emperor's grandson?"

This time, the owner of the grain store didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly threw out a few words to tell the truth.

"Hi!"

"Soldiers on a fast track, my lord is the Secretary of the Household Department this year, maybe you will be promoted to another department next year?"

"When the time comes, the new officials won't let the old debts go. Who do you ask the younger one to ask for money?"

"However, the third son of the emperor is different. This master is in the heart of the emperor, and sooner or later he will inherit the great line."

"And the shares of those two workshops of his are worth a lot, and now they really can't be bought for any amount of money!"

"He produces coal lotus root in one workshop, and the stove for burning coal lotus root in the other workshop. It can be said that he makes a lot of money!"

"It is said that just for the monthly dividends, each share can get a dividend of one tael of silver!"

"This kind of profiteering business, how can we wait for merchants not like it, hehehe..."

Chen Zongli sneered twice when he heard the words, and then said coldly.

"I'm afraid the master behind you will like it too!"

Chen Zongli did have the idea of ​​digging holes for Lao Zhu, but he can't be blamed for that.Who told the capital to make money, the biggest ones are from their old Zhu's family.

The Yang Family Grain Store in front of me belongs to Princess Lin'an's family. It was originally called Ouyang Grain Merchant. After Ouyang Lun was killed, the word "Ou" was removed and it was changed to Yang Family's.

Chen Zongli was well aware of the truth here, so he complained to the old emperor, intending to let the old emperor take action to punish a wave of imperial relatives.

It's just that he didn't expect that at such a young age as the third emperor's grandson, he would have expected this in advance and made corresponding arrangements in advance.

In this way, although the food was successfully obtained, an opportunity to crack down on the royal family's business was missed.

This is also what Chen Zongli is most dissatisfied with Zhu Yunxie. The grandson of the third emperor is too tolerant towards the royal family...

With the food brought by Chen Zongli, the epidemic policy in the capital can continue to be implemented.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Zhu Yunxi.

Because at this time, he had already come to the cowshed on the edge of Xuanwu Lake, and personally taught everyone how to cultivate cowpox and other things.

In fact, Zhu Yunxi did not know the exact prevention and treatment rate and success rate of vaccinia, but only knew that this method was feasible, and that smallpox in later generations was completely eradicated by this method.

That's why he went to take a last look at Lao Zhu, to get rid of the last regret in his heart.

"All sick cows are locked up with their calves until the calves also show vaccinia!"

"In addition, pay attention to daily disinfection. Every time the operation is finished, it must be disinfected before coming out!"

"promise!"

Hao Wenjie, director of the imperial hospital, followed Zhu Yunxi while recording every word Zhu Yunxi said.

"Son of the Three Emperors, I don't understand a little bit, why should the calf be infected?"

"Aren't calves and cows both cattle? Is there any essential difference between them?"

Facing such a studious baby, Zhu Yunxi only gave him a bitter smile.

"To be honest, I only know what it is, but I don't know why."

"I only know that the success rate is higher and the harm to people is the lowest."

"As for why, it can only be studied by people from your medical school."

"By the way, how is the research on penicillin going?"

When Hao Wenjie heard Zhu Yunxie's question, he hurriedly replied solemnly.

"Reporting to the grandson of the Three Emperors, most of the toxins have been removed by means of water bleaching and carbon adsorption, but there are still some that cannot be removed and can cause allergic reactions to varying degrees!"

Zhu Yunxi sighed.

"Study slowly!"

"When will this thing be researched, and your medical school will truly prosper!"

"promise!"

Zhu Yunxi lived in the cowshed for a few days until the calf was infected with vaccinia and the vaccine could be extracted, then he found a secluded private house to live in.

Hao Wenjie personally made a cross-shaped wound on Zhu Yunxi's arm, and then carefully implanted the vaccine into it.

After doing all this, Hao Wenjie immediately called his apprentice in, and asked him to do the same thing, and stabbed himself in the same way.

In fact, if Zhu Yunxi hadn't stopped him, he would have been No. 1.

This is the honor of being the first in the world to be vaccinated against vaccinia. It is an opportunity that every medical student dreams of.

It's a pity that this grandson just took a fancy to this earth-shattering contribution, and he didn't mean to give in at all.

Zhu Yunxi did take credit for this achievement, but the reason why he was anxious to get vaccinated also had other considerations.

Because people's constitutions are different, they respond differently to vaccines.

No matter what he said, he was also related to Lao Zhu by blood. If he tried it himself, he would be able to help Lao Zhu more or less.

Only when he personally confirmed the side effects of the vaccine would he dare to vaccinate Lao Zhu.

It takes at least eight to ten days from vaccination to scab formation.

Now that smallpox is raging in the capital, he can't wait that long.

Since they are destined to be the first to be vaccinated, the title of No. [-] in the world must be grabbed.

After Zhu Yunxi was vaccinated, he found that his body temperature was only slightly warm, plus some side effects of lethargy, so he gradually felt relieved.

The rest of the time is to wait, wait for the scab on the wound to fall off, and then declare the success of the vaccination.

Eight days passed in a flash, and Zhu Yunxi and Hao Wenjie walked out of the private house hand in hand.

The teachers and students of the Imperial Hospital and the medical school who had been waiting outside for a long time erupted in warm applause when they saw the two appeared safely.

Only medical people understand how important this small progress is to the entire Ming people!

With the vaccinia vaccine, Daming will no longer be afraid of smallpox!

"Congratulations to the grandson of the third emperor!"

"Congratulations to Yuanzheng!"

"The physician of the Ming Dynasty is the best in the world!"

Zhu Yunxi heard the cheers of the crowd, and shouted along with them.

For a moment, the roar of the Daming doctor's family resounded inside and outside the entire private house, the most powerful roar in the world.

The next step is that all teachers and students of the medical school will be vaccinated against vaccinia, and then the teaching building will be closed for isolation.

After Zhu Yunxi issued the order to expand the cattle farm and buy more cows and calves, he immediately took Hao Wenjie into the palace.

He wants to plant a cowpox vaccine on Grandpa Huang!
When Zhu Yunxi rushed to the palace, Lao Zhu was lying on the palace wall of the palace, peeking at Zhu Zhi and other princes fighting crickets.

Although he couldn't see which cricket won, as long as he saw the happy smiling faces of the princes, all the haze in his heart would dissipate.

"How long do you think the eldest nephew will be able to return to the palace?"

"Should it be soon?"

"When the eldest nephew returns to the palace and the problem of smallpox is completely solved, we will hold the first canyon cricket king competition!"

As soon as Zhu Zhi's words fell, Zhu Quan and Zhu Wei happily echoed.

They have been going crazy lately, they can only guard the palace gates with red armbands and heavy masks every day, and supervise the eunuchs and guards under them, and register, disinfect, and measure the temperature of everyone entering and leaving the palace. .

Although this job is very important, it is the last barrier to protect the palace.But it's really boring, so boring that they can't even arouse their interest in fighting crickets.

"Okay!"

"It's time to let the eldest nephew be the referee!"

"Correct!"

"Let him be the referee!"

As soon as the princes talked about this matter, their eyes lit up.

However, when they remembered the canyon format, they were no longer interested in the one-on-one game in front of them.

This made Lao Zhu, who was peeping from the top of the city, very anxious, and couldn't help but yelled loudly.

"Hey!"

"Why don't you guys stop fighting?"

"Who won that game just now?"

When the three princes heard this, they knelt down subconsciously, and after stealthily searching around, they found that their father was actually hiding on the city wall.

Zhu Zhi secretly thought that he was going to die this time, but he was caught by his father himself.

The other two were also trembling as if they were sifting chaff, afraid that the next sentence the father would say would call Jin Yiwei and push them to the ground and beat them up.

Lao Zhu looked at the three princes who were frightened and stupid, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.

How can we say that they are also their own fathers, as for being afraid that we will become like this?

When Lao Zhu thought of this, he immediately felt infinite yearning for that rebellious grandson who dared to rebel against him.

Counting the days, this kid should soon succeed, right?
Although the two are separated in and out of the city these days, they have maintained communication.

Lao Zhu even sent people over a dozen times a day to inquire about whether grandson had eaten, how much he had eaten, when he would go to bed, and what arrangements he had for the epidemic in the city...

Someone sent a message yesterday, saying that there will be a result today.After hearing this, he ran to the city gate and waited, hoping to see Dasun's carriage as soon as possible.

Just when Lao Zhu was full of disappointment, at the corner outside Donghua Gate, a carriage riding on Zhaoxia drove over.

When Lao Zhu saw the carriage, the corners of his eyes couldn't help getting wet, and he finally showed a relieved expression on his face.

Zhu Yunxi in the carriage also seemed to have a sense. As soon as he turned outside the Donghua Gate, he opened the curtain and looked in the direction of the palace gate.

Seeing Dasun's thin face, Lao Zhu felt nothing but joy in his heart.

Alas!
Become!

Our eldest grandson succeeded!

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