Houmen maidservant, she doesn't want to be in power

Chapter 91
During the day, Shi Jin wandered among the victims of disasters to treat patients, and sometimes he couldn't make a diagnosis, so he went to Miracle Doctor He for indirect inquiries.

When Miracle Doctor He was in a good mood, he gave her some advice, and when he was in a bad mood, he just turned over and went to sleep without saying a word.

However, these few words, for Shi Jin, also benefited a lot.

But even though she was busy without touching the ground, many victims still died gradually due to lack of medical treatment.

Her white satin skirt had lost its former vivid color, and she looked better than the disaster victims. After seeing too much life and death parting, she was not in the mood for her usual sobriety.

"It can't go on like this." At night, she huddled under the quilt, shivering with cold, "The victims who died of illness are only one aspect, and many of them were frozen to death. It's very cold right now. The servant girl saw that day, There are a lot of clothes missing in the pit where the corpses are stored. You can’t live in peace while you’re alive, and you can’t live in peace after death.

The cold weather has the benefits of the cold weather, at least not like the scorching summer season, when the plague is rampant.

"Then what do you think?" The second master pinched her palm and put it in his arms to warm him. The little maid only struggled a bit, and then let him go, "His Highness has already recruited the victims who are still physically strong to dredge the river. Let people repair simple houses to avoid the harsh winter. However, all these will take time and can only be done step by step."

Shi Jin turned his head to him, his eyes were tinged with worry, "Although there are soldiers guarding this side now, the number is actually smaller. There are many victims. If you don't pay attention, there will be idlers robbing other people's rice porridge. Especially for women and children. The slaves are thinking, do you want to take out a pot just for the old, weak, sick and disabled?"

Although it was an immature method, the second master stroked her hair, "... yes."
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For three or four days in a row, Shi Jin and Second Master were busy with their own affairs.

If it is said that she is just running around, the second master is the assistant to the fifth prince to control the overall situation.

There was news from Xiangyang that due to Xinglong Miji's repeated hikes in rice prices, the price of rice has soared to [-] cents a bucket, and there is still an upward trend.The surrounding merchants moved after hearing the benefits, and all of them went to Xiangyang with grain and grass.

Furthermore, because of the lively temple fairs and the large number of workers, many of the disaster victims around Xiangyang City were hired to do work. Although they were barely making ends meet, they had a way to survive.

"Businessmen gather and things are cheap. In a few days, the price of rice in Xiangyang City may drop sharply. At that time, the fifth prince will be able to buy grain to meet his urgent needs." Qi Mojing analyzed with him.

"I'm afraid they'll be hoarding and won't make a move." The fifth prince sighed, "I'm afraid our food is less than three days old."

Qi Mojing frowned and pursed his lips, apparently also worried about this, "Before I left, I discussed with Dean Liu that all the students of White Deer Academy will personally deposit the rations, and they should arrive in a few days."

The reason why he came here was to be the master of Bailu Academy. Although he took the first step, he wanted the students to follow behind.

The fifth prince was solemn for a moment, and then asked about the recruitment of migrant workers in Nanyang Prefecture.

"The magistrate of Nanyang has recruited able-bodied people from the victims to open canals and strengthen the dam, but there is also difficulty in getting food there. I heard that the magistrate has set his sights on the wealthy households in the city."

"He's a cunning one! It's a special matter. Right now, in order to survive, I can only follow this regulation." The fifth prince turned to a man in coarse cloth behind him, "Zianfeng, pass on my word, the prefect borrowed food from rich households, and waited When the flood has dissipated, the imperial court shall pay back twice as much."

Zanfeng led the way and left.

"By the way, this king has something else to tell you, sir." The fifth prince turned to look at Qi Mojing.Although the person in front of him was cold and aloof, he was the biggest reliance on this flood.I couldn't help but restrain my clothes and look solemnly, bowed my hands to him solemnly, "The imperial court has already allocated money and supplies, but when I traveled to the border of Fanguo, the road was blocked by mudslides, and bandits took advantage of the situation to rob, do you know what it means?"

Qi Mojing's eyes darkened, and he stood with his hands behind his back, "I'm afraid the bandits are fake, and the robbery is real, so I'm sure I won't disgrace my life!"
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"Da Lang, you've been in good spirits for the past two days." Shi Jin patted Da Lang's head, and stuffed the last piece of pastry the size of a finger belly into his mouth.

"Thank you sister." Da Lang smiled, vaguely seeing what a child should look like.

Mrs. Zhang thanked Dai Shijin for her kindness, but she couldn't thank her in words. She just smiled and said to her, "Miss is kind-hearted, and there will be blessings in the future."

The victims on the other side also nodded in agreement.Although Shi Jin was not able to save everyone, there was a female doctor who comforted her and made her feel at ease.

After treating some more patients, Shi Jin dragged his heavy waist and walked towards the porridge shed.Her waist had already been injured, and the heavy labor in the past few days made her waist ache.Especially after bending over for a long time, I feel a little sore and swollen because I can't straighten up.

Seeing Shi Jin come back, the little boy was overjoyed, he just pushed a broken bowl to her, "Sister Shi Jin, drink some porridge quickly."

Shi Jin was grateful, and immediately took the porridge bowl with a smile, then sat down on the dilapidated high stool beside him, lowered his eyes and drank the porridge.

There are no more than ten grains of rice in the porridge, and the grains are distinct but incomplete.It should be old rice eaten by moths.

Her movements were extremely slow, as if she had something on her mind, and she took small sips as if cherishing it.

Doctor He was holding a medical book and looking at it at this time, when he turned his head, he saw her messy coat as if it was rolling in the mud.

He couldn't help snorting, when he came, he was white like a fairy girl, but within a few days, he became a mud monkey in the field.

Then he coughed dryly, "That mud monkey!"

Shi Jin seemed to have never heard of it.

He coughed heavily again, and Shi Jin looked up, but his eyes were still a little confused, "Is the genius doctor uncomfortable?"

As soon as she asked this, even she herself was a little startled.It's possible for others to get sick, but Dr. He...forget it...it's not worth being concerned about by a little medical girl like her.

Look at this white-haired and childlike face, look at this old and strong, stronger than herself.

She was about to look away, but Divine Doctor He threw her a finger-sized white jade gourd porcelain vase.Shi Jin hurriedly caught it, held up the porcelain bottle and looked at it, "What is this?"

"Poison." Miracle Doctor He dropped the book, turned over to sleep.

Shi Jin lifted the seal and sniffed at the tip of his nose, the sweetness of Sophora japonica honey came to his nostrils.

Her brows and eyes suddenly frowned, and the hand holding the porcelain vase was so precious that she put the small porcelain vase in her arms, "Thank you, the divine doctor, your old man will surely have endless blessings and live a long and healthy life."

Doctor He pretending to be asleep: ...

He really is not old!
If the rice soup at noon has some rice grains, then the soup at night is just soup.

There was no grain of rice, and Shi Jin was so hungry that his stomach was growling, let alone those victims who had been hungry for longer.

She dared not go out at night.

It was heard that last night, a horse responsible for delivering information was secretly killed by the victims and drank blood.It wasn't just blood, when I saw the horse the next day, there was only a clean skeleton left, so white that it didn't even have a trace of blood.

Secretly pinching the honey that was less than a mouthful, she wanted to drink it, but she was reluctant to drink it. She hesitated for a moment, and put it into her arms again.

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