My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Miasma disease is a basket.

  Anyway, basically, any disease in the south can be contained in it.

  Zhu Di also has a little understanding of miasma.

  I know the seriousness of this disease.

  At this time, Daming has begun to completely incorporate Yunnan and Guizhou into its territory.

   This is not because the Central Plains dynasties of the past dynasties were unable to effectively control the southwest.

   It is because there is miasma in this place. To put it bluntly, it is not only because of the unacceptable water and soil, but also because there are a large number of mosquitoes and poisonous snakes in the dense forests in the south, which are extremely harmful to people's bodies. Moreover, the death rate caused by many miasma diseases is extremely high. If there is no large-scale development, it is actually difficult for the Han people to live for a long time.

  As for the West, for the Han people, it is even more expensive than Yunnan.

   Now that King Han and King Zhao are both infected with miasma, it is obviously very dangerous.

  Zhu Di took a deep breath, he was still rational, and immediately looked at Zhang Anshi.

  Zhang An Shidao: "Your Majesty, it's hard to say what kind of disease you are suffering from now. But... If you make a rough guess..."

  He paused, and continued: "Since the King of Han and His Royal Highness King Zhao were infected at the same time, it means that this disease must be contagious..."

Then Zhang Anshi thought for a while, and said: "If it is a common disease, there is often a period of latency and onset. Since it is a miasma disease in the south, it at least shows that the King of Han and His Royal Highness King Zhao should have started to infect in Annan. And they came from Annan. The onset of the disease did not begin until we arrived at Songjiangkou, which shows that the disease has a long incubation period..."

  Zhu Di was only upset when he heard it, but he still suppressed the confusion and continued to listen quietly.

  Zhang Anshi then looked at the **** and asked, "How many people are infected on the same boat?"

   "There are... about seven or eight."

   "Seven or eight?" Zhang Anshi said: "Did the disease occur at the same time?"

   "Yes, probably at the same time."

Zhang Anshi thought about it seriously, and then said: "Then, this should not be a miasma that is transmitted by human breathing. If it is transmitted by breathing, so many people on the same boat should all get sick one after another. People drifted on the boat for a month. , there must be rats in the boat, so it shouldn’t be plague.”

Zhang Anshi lowered his head subconsciously while thinking, and continued, "Could it be transmitted by mosquitoes? Because it was transmitted by mosquitoes, after Annan boarded the ship, the King of Han and His Royal Highness Zhao Wang waited. Infected. After boarding the ship, there will be no more mosquitoes in the sea, so naturally this miasma will not be able to spread.”

  Zhu Di said: "What is the disease?"

  Zhang An Shidao: "I didn't see the patient, so naturally... I dare not say it, but... it is very likely... malaria."

  Malaria is not a minor disease, Zhu Di is deeply convinced of this, he is a man who leads soldiers to fight, of course he knows the horror legends handed down in many military books.

  When he was in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Ma Yuan led 8,000 Han troops to conquer the Jiaozhi Kingdom in the south, but he ended up with a tragic ending of "45 out of 10 military officials died from miasma and epidemics". In other words, as soon as the disease broke out, nearly half of the troops he led died.

Of course, what Zhu Di did not know was that a certain emperor who wrote more than 40,000 poems in his lifetime, that is, an average daily production of one or two poems, also attacked Burma several times, but was frustrated by malaria, and even As a result, "until the battle, seven out of ten soldiers died" soldiers were killed or injured.

  This terrible death rate can be described as appalling.

When the vassal states went to the West, they were not afraid of the local natives, because their military knowledge and weapons far surpassed the local natives by at least an era, and the huge casualties often came from malaria, especially Malaria is the worst.

  Once the disease develops, it is almost like gambling with one's life, and the mortality rate is extremely high. Even if one does not die, more than half of one's life is lost.

  Zhu Di looked at the **** and asked anxiously, "Where are King Han and King Zhao now?"

  The **** said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has personally prepared vehicles, boats and public transportation, and hastened to send the two Highnesses and other patients to the capital urgently."

   "Can you still survive the exhaustion of boats and cars at this time?" Zhu Di shouted angrily.

  The **** was taken aback, and bit the bullet and said: "Han Wang said... If you die, you should at least meet your majesty. Zhao Wang... Your highness also means the same..."

   Zhu Di sighed.

  Zhang Anshi said from the side: "Your Majesty, please issue an order immediately, ordering the two Highnesses not to go to Beijing, but to Qixia Wharf for medical treatment."

   "Qixia?" Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi with a questioning look.

  Zhang An Shidao: "Medical school, maybe it can be cured."

  Zhu Di's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he hurriedly said, "That's right, it's more than one million taels of silver, are you sure?"

  Zhang Anshi was a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure, because Zhang Anshi couldn't predict whether he would be ill when it was delivered.

  So he had no choice but to compromise and say: "I will do my best."

  Zhu Dibian immediately said to the eunuch: "Go quickly."

  As Zhu Di said, he was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, but turned his head to look at Yi Shiha, who had already turned pale with fright, and said, "Don't report to the queen yet."

  Yi Shiha said: "Slave servant... Slave servant obeys the order."

  Zhu Di immediately said again: "I will drive to Qixia now."

  Zhang Anshi hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will take some time for your Highness to arrive in Qixia, so don't be impatient... I just need to take care of you here."

  Zhu Di opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say what he wanted to refute, but waved his hand and said: "Go, go, you hurry up and get ready."

  Zhang Anshi left the palace immediately without hesitation.

  ...

   "Jiegong, Xiegong...it's not good, it's not good." The deputy envoy came in a hurry.

  In Honglu Temple, Xie Jinzheng was buried at his desk, working on a book.

  Recently, he has written a lot of letters, most of which are from his fellow villagers who have heard that he has returned to Nanjing, and have written letters to greet him.

   Xie Jin is very keen on this. Don’t look at it as just a small letter. Behind this letter, or behind the ability to edit books for people like Xie Jin, is by no means as simple as a simple scholar.

Behind such a scholar is a big family, and there are sixty or seventy people in the direct line. If you add the wives and concubines and other female relatives in each house, it will be hundreds of people. If you add servants, there may be thousands of people. All sizes.

  Xie Jin repeatedly revised the book to comfort them, saying that he had heard a little about the Jiangxi incident, expressed his deep condolences, and encouraged them to bear the humiliation and bear the burden with tears at this time, and must not embarrass the officials. Otherwise... the arrival of Jinyiwei may be another catastrophe to destroy the family. In this letter, mention Taizu Gao Emperor Yunyun.

  This letter is more of a threat than a comfort.

  Jiangxi has undergone some cleansing, and it has already made people panic and frightened.

   Now this up and down, it can be said that everyone is on tenterhooks.

  People are like this. If a person of the same kind commits a crime and is put to death, then other people of the same kind will not feel that this person is definitely not because he broke the law, but just because... some people want to deal with them.

At least in the Jiangxi chief envoy, this is probably the case. Seeing that many gentry who have been friends with them have been wiped out, the first thing they think of is not these rebellions, but the traitors like Zhang Anshi. He has gone so mad that he is killing people everywhere. The nature of these things is no less than the disaster of the party in the Han Dynasty, and it is a comprehensive blow against all scholars.

   Xie Jin's apt mention of Emperor Taizu Gao is even more frightening.

  Those who read the letter, as long as they have memories, think about the present, and then think about Taizu Gao Emperor, I am afraid that people will be scared to pee.

  Because when Emperor Taizu Gao was in power, the major cases involved were not one, but more serious each time. That is to say, the matter of Jiangxi chief envoy may not be the end, but a beginning.

  How can people fall asleep?

  One side supports the other side. Xie Jin, as a Jiangxi scholar, knows his fellow countrymen and colleagues best.

  Every letter sent may bring great benefits to Java.

  Now the Xie family can never move back to Daming. Since then, it can only take root in Java, spread its branches and leaves, and multiply.

   Zhao Guo’s interests are his interests. As Zhao Guo’s chief history, his sons and grandchildren will definitely be able to seek certain official positions in Zhao Guo. Then, if Zhao Guo can flourish, it will be the greatest guarantee for Xie Jin.

   Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

  If the number of people in Zhao State continues to be thin, sooner or later, the natives all over the mountains and plains will rush into Xinzhangde, and Xie's family will be full, and there will be no one left.

  Under such tremendous pressure, who can control this? Apart from enriching the country and increasing the population, Xie Jin has nowhere to go.

But people are like this. At first, Xie Jin still experienced some painful ideological struggles, but things in the world are like this. After the first time, he will feel happy physically and mentally later. Gradually dissipated, and replaced them with their own clever minds, drawing inferences from one instance, and figured out various routines.

Xie Jin is undoubtedly one of the smartest people in the world. When his skill point suddenly clicks in a strange place, all kinds of whimsical ideas and many routines that ordinary people can't imagine are naturally born. .

  Hearing the nervous call, Xie Jin was helpless, and he put down his pen in frustration. He originally wanted to add a few wonderful words to the letter to enhance the effect, but at this time his thoughts were disrupted, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for it.

  Holding back his dissatisfaction, he raised his head and said, "What's the matter?"

  Then the deputy said anxiously: "Your Highness...Your Highness has arrived at Songjiangkou the day before yesterday."

   A smile appeared on Xie Jin's lips, and he said, "Just in time, when His Highness enters Beijing, I have another plan, and I want to discuss it with His Highness."

Xie Jin likes Zhao Wang, and Zhao Wang is also a wonderful person. He admires Xie Jin very much, especially all kinds of weird "strategies" in Xie Jin's stomach. Zhu Di and the prince Zhu Gaochi make Xie Jin feel boring, because this pair Father and son, one is full of thinking about being Qiu Ba to charge the battle, the other is too serious.

  The deputy envoy's words were brief and authentic: "Your Highness is seriously ill."

  As soon as these words came out, Xie Jin's expression changed.

   Xie Jin said in surprise: "When did it happen, and what is the disease?"

   "I heard...it's malaria..."

  Hearing this, Xie Jin paused, feeling dizzy.

"nowadays…"

The horror of malaria, Xie Jin has been taught before, and the new towns of Zhao State in Java have been plagued by this malaria one after another. Every time it occurs, more than half of the infected people die. .

   Xie Jin waved his hand and interrupted the envoy, "Hey... I finally met the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, and I never thought... Xie someone... Is it destined to be miserable in life?"

  His face was full of sadness, and he was not in the mood to study.

   just sat upright in a daze.

  The deputy envoy said: "This news...has been spread all over the capital, and I don't know who spread it. However, the lower officials heard that many gentry and officials mentioned this...all of them were very happy, and some people secretly said..."

   Xie Jin's body trembled slightly.

  He raised his head and sneered, "This group of useless people!"

Xie Jin's anger is obvious. He knows these people too well. What they like to do most is boasting. Once they don't like them, they immediately start thinking they are smart and laughing and cursing with the so-called "swearing without swearing". I thought it was wise.

   Xie Jin said again: "Where is His Highness King Zhao now?"

   "It is heard that...he will be sent to Qixia urgently."

   Xie Jin said worriedly: "Your Highness has been tired from boating, but he has this disease again, I'm afraid..."

  The deputy envoy also seemed worried, Liushen Wuzhu said: "Jie Gong... what should we do now?"

   Xie Jin said with emotion: "Wait, continue to wait. We can't do anything."

  The deputy envoy just nodded silently upon hearing the words.

   Xie Jin said at this time: "Come on, grind the ink for me."

  The deputy envoy was puzzled and said: "Mr. Xie...do you want to play?"

   Xie Jin's eyes seemed a little more determined at this time, and said: "No, I will continue to study."

   "Ah..." The deputy envoy didn't understand Xie Jin's sudden change even more.

Xie Jin said lightly: "If His Royal Highness Zhao Wang is really good or bad, then it is even more necessary to write books. At that time, Zhao Wang's young son will inherit the throne. He is too young, and Java will inevitably panic. If there is no continuous flow Manpower, this country of Zhao is afraid to collapse. In this world, no one can do anything."

  The deputy envoy nodded thoughtfully. Although he was also anxious, Xie Jin's calmness seemed to have infected him.

  But he raised a question: "It's just... if these people go to Java, if they are dissatisfied, I'm afraid..."

Xie Jin looked calm, and said slowly: "You don't know now, the mountain people in Jiangyou may be rebellious, but my scholars in Jiangyou are honest and obedient. As long as you take out the whip, they will be willing to convince you. Although they complain, within a few years, all of them can become good miners, soldiers, craftsmen, and teachers."

  The Deputy Envoy's eyes opened slightly, then he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm here to polish the ink."

   Xie Jin pursed his lips, then picked up his pen again, turning grief into strength.

  ...

  At the other end, King Zhao and King Han finally arrived at Qixia Wharf.

  Here, the street has been closed, dozens of doctors and medical vehicles have been waiting here, and dozens of patients have all been taken away.

  Zhang Anshi was already waiting in the medical school.

  The medical school, which occupies a large area, has cost Zhang Anshi countless efforts and money, but there are not many people who are willing to come here to see a doctor.

   On the one hand, if ordinary people have any illnesses, they can just take some decoctions and medicines.

  The rich people, however, tend to be a little in awe of the medical school of Nuoda University.

   There are even many rumors outside, saying that all the doctors here are butchers, and someone saw them chopping up corpses with knives.

   All in all, the impression given by this medical school is always accompanied by many horrible rumors.

   And now... Here, they have an unusual batch of patients.

  Zhang Anshi carefully arranged several doctors, and was about to see a doctor when someone came.

  Zhu Di came at the pace of a dragon and a tiger, but rushed over on his hind feet.

  When he saw Zhang Anshi, he asked with concern: "Where is my son?"

   "Your Majesty, at this time, it is better not to meet each other." Zhang Anshi seemed helpless, and persuaded him patiently.

  When Zhu Di entered this place, he kept frowning.

  Because there is always an inexplicable weird smell in this medical school, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

  Zhu Di said: "They... how are they doing now?"

  Zhang Anshi said truthfully: "I heard from the doctor that the illness is indeed very serious. After all, the illness has been on for a few days, and the road is bumpy. If there is no cure, I'm afraid..."

  In fact, Zhu Di hadn't slept in the past two days. Hearing this, he became even more worried.

  He grabbed Zhang Anshi's hand and said solemnly: "You want to save people."

  It is only four words, but Zhang Anshi knows the weight of it.

   Immediately said: "The minister has gone."

  Zhu Di heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't stay in the building of the medical school for a long time.

   Instead, he walked out of the house and walked all the way to the courtyard of the medical school, only then did he feel that the feeling of suffocation full of weird atmosphere eased a little.

   And here, there have long been many imperial guards, as well as escorting the King of Han, King Zhao and others, and the officials headed by the prince, waiting here anxiously.

  Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Di approaching, he was surprised at first, and then stepped forward and said: "Father...my son is dead..."

  Zhu Di seemed a little absent-minded because of the worry in his heart. He waved his hands and said, "This has nothing to do with you..."

  Zhu Gaochi said again: "Along the way... along the way..."

  Zhu Di calmed down when he heard these two words, and said, "It's okay for you to say it."

  Zhu Di's tone was still calm, and he was not too excited in front of Zhu Gaochi.

  So Zhu Gaochi said: "Nineteen patients got off the ship, and seven died of illness along the way..."

   As he said that, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help feeling sad: "This disease is really serious, my son..."

Zhu Di took a deep breath, but just nodded: "Don't cry like a woman, shed tears, you are a prince, no matter what happens, you have to deal with it calmly. If even you are confused, what happens in the future What happened, the honor and disgrace of the world depends on you alone, can you be so panicked?"

   As he spoke, Zhu Di couldn't help crying from his slightly red eyes.

   Zhu Gaochi had no choice but to wipe away his tears and remained silent.

  ...

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