Zhao Bing and Ni Liang fully disinfected the cabin where they lived. In fact, the main methods were ventilation and vinegar fumigation. Even if they tried to find '84' ​​disinfectant, they couldn't find it! Lunch and dinner were delivered to the cabin by the crew.
, although special care has been given to him, it is still much worse than Yushan.? Biqu Ge w?w w?.
?b?i?q?But Zhao Bing’s mind is not here at all. Anyway, no matter how delicious the food is, you can’t taste it when covered with garlic.
The busy day passed quickly and it became dark, but the fleet had no intention of docking and was still sailing with full sail. Zhao Bing could only judge based on the position of the sun and the Big Dipper that the fleet was heading south.
Obviously, they wanted to enter the deep sea to avoid enemy pursuit. As a result, they did not know when they would be able to reach the shore, and the day when he could disembark was far away.
There are no TVs or mobile phones in this era. When it gets dark, Zhao Bing and Ni Liang stare at each other under the lamp. It would be better to go to bed early, but there is no way he can sleep. Now that he has arrived in this time and space,
It has been many days, but almost every day I have been wandering between life and death, but I am unable to resist at all. I can only drift with the tide like a ship in the sea, unable to control my own destiny.
"Am I just going to sit back and wait for that day to come?" Zhao Bing turned over and looked at the ceiling silently and thought to himself. In his previous life, he was not able to become a soldier according to his father's wishes, but it was not without influence, but it made him become
A military enthusiast. During his college days, he participated in various military forums. With his professional knowledge and profound "family knowledge", he quickly became famous. His knowledge of ancient and modern naval warfare history, from equipment to tactics, at home and abroad.
He was so well known that he was nicknamed "Hai Hai Sun Tzu II", and even served as a moderator of the "Leng Bing Edition" of a certain forum. He was really famous, and he was certainly no stranger to the final outcome of the maritime dynasty in the late Song Dynasty.
"Change history and reshape China!" This is the goal of many protagonists in time-travel novels. They can farm, do some business, make some achievements, or fool a few big shots to become famous, power, money, etc.
Beauties would flock to them, making everyone want to travel through time and open up a new world, but in fact, when it was their turn to time travel, they seemed to be left with a bitter smile.
Farming, where is the field? Nowadays, in the Song Dynasty, there is no ridge or field. The entire country has become a pasture for the Mongols. The court has to wander around on the sea and become a "march on the sea". Fishing is almost the same.
There is no more land to plant. And this last-day dynasty has less than two years left in history, so there is no time for him to run it.
Doing business? Business has always been done, and it is a big deal, but they want to sell the entire Song Dynasty in exchange for the survival of the small court. But the business has not been negotiated, not because they are not sincere, but because the Mongols ask too high a price
, and my capital is too little, I might be sold by the people in the court one day.
As for the big shot Zhao Bing, he hasn't had a chance to meet any of the famous 'Three Heroes of the Late Song Dynasty'. He also wants to deceive others, but he has to let him do it. Besides, he is just a bastard, even if he doesn't take advantage of it.
He is not a direct descendant, and he is only five years old. If it were not for this critical moment, no one would take him personally, and now he is at most a spare tire.
Even now, Zhao Bing is very clear that the symbolic significance of himself, including his eight-year-old emperor brother, is greater than the actual significance. Those surviving ministers and survivors only respect their royal blood and will never listen to two Maoists.
The children who are not even grown up are talking nonsense, and they are just two clay statues in the temple, only listening but not speaking.
"Did I just travel through time to bury this fallen dynasty?" Zhao Bing tossed and turned, hearing the snoring of Ni Liang in his sleep outside the room, the suppressed cough of Liu Fu next door, and the loud noise of the waves hitting the side of the ship.
The shouts of the sailors made him upset. Now, just like in his previous life, he was a beggar holding a bad check, a pawn at the mercy of the God of Destiny.
"No!" Zhao Bing knocked on the bed board. In his last life, he was still a promising young man with ideals and morals. Even if he could not shoulder the responsibility of saving the nation from danger, he could not just die silently. At least he would
Find a way to live, you can't die on Yashan. Biqu Ge w?w?w?．
?b i q?u?g?e?．
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How can we get out of trouble, how can we survive, how can we live well, and to achieve all this, we must first get through the disaster in front of us... Zhao Bing finally lost to Zhou Gong's call and fell asleep with countless question marks.
To feel the baptism of nightmare again...
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In the early morning, Zhao Bing got up and moved his body. Except for the traces left by the nightmare, he felt no other discomfort. It seemed that he was not infected with the disease. Ni Liang looked no different from before. He was secretly happy. But were he happy?
After a while, I saw more than a dozen sick people being thrown into the sea together with their bedding and clothing, without even a splash being stirred up. The confidence that I had just built up last night instantly collapsed.
"This can't go on like this!" All this shows that the epidemic has not been brought under control, but has intensified. If it continues, I am afraid that it won't be long before the quarantine ship turns into a ghost ship wandering on the sea. Even if I live alone
He will become a wandering soul on the sea again. What ambitions can he talk about if his life is gone?
"Your Highness, can... can you teach our epidemic prevention methods to others?" Ni Liang, who was standing by, suddenly asked stammering.
"Yes, yes, but I'm not sure if this method is effective?" Zhao Bing was a little surprised. He and Ni Liang had been together for more than a month. This was the first time that Ni had asked for help, but it was not for his own sake.
"It's effective, it's effective!" Ni Liang replied hurriedly, "The doctor who examined Mr. Liu this morning said that his high fever had subsided, his complexion was much better, and his pulse was stable. He also asked me what medicine I gave Mr. Liu.
"
"Oh, how did you answer?" Zhao Bing looked happy. Liu Fu's condition improved so quickly, which shows that his prescription is effective. It may also be that the cold viruses of this era are not like those of later generations, mutating and developing resistance to drugs.
I randomly increased the dosage of the medicine, which produced the effect of a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
"I said it was ordered by His Highness!" Ni Liang replied immediately.
"..." When Zhao Bing heard that there was another black line, he thought that the child was enlightened, but it turned out that he was just a kind-hearted person. I don't know how many imperial doctors have studied this disease, but they have not been cured, and he said that it was because of himself.
Who would believe a prescription prescribed by a child?
"Your Highness, the doctor is still waiting outside the door, do you want to inform him?" Ni Liang didn't seem to notice that His Highness was unhappy and asked again.
"Well, yes, but the dosage of the medicine must be used at his own discretion according to his condition, and other measures must be strictly used together to completely control the epidemic." Zhao Bing thought for a while and said, since the matter is now at this point, he can just do his best to understand destiny. I believe.
, maybe we can really resolve this crisis; if you don’t believe it, you can’t do anything about it.
"On behalf of the soldiers and civilians on the ship, the civilians thanked His Highness for the grace of living!" After hearing this, Ni Liang suddenly knelt down and spoke emphatically.
"Here... get up!" Zhao Bing was startled. He stretched out his hand to pull but nothing came of it. He could only let him kowtow. However, it felt good to be 'respected' by others. At least he didn't have to look up.
The head talks to it.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Ni Liang stood up and thanked him again, and went out happily. But Zhao Bing smiled bitterly, shaking his head with his hands behind his back, thinking that if he said who believed in him the most in the world, maybe this 'fool' was the only one.
, but I don’t know that I look more like a fool at this time...
No matter what Zhao Bing thought, it was already busy outside. The front and rear decks were quickly covered with all kinds of bedding. Many people even sat on the deck to be exposed to the sun, and everyone was covered with a piece of cloth.
Mouth and nose, people who don't know the details may think that the ship has been occupied by a group of masked pirates. Several doctors also started working on the spot, lighting a fire on the deck and starting to brew medicine.
"These doctors are very courageous!" Looking at the busy crowd on the deck, Zhao Bing wondered if these people were all crazy. He knew it was a child but believed it without hesitation, and each one brought the medicine soup.
He drank it without hesitation.
But Zhao Bing then thought about it, maybe the doctors had been helpless against the epidemic for a long time, and suddenly found that his prescription was somewhat effective, so he turned into a living doctor; and the patients on the ship watched as their fellow shipmates died one by one.
He was thrown into the sea, which made him fearful. Now that he suddenly had hope, he did it without hesitation. It was just that he was sick and sought medical treatment. But no matter what he said, he seemed to believe his words for the time being.
"This may be an opportunity!" A sudden idea flashed in Zhao Bing's mind. There are often opportunities in crises. Although the current situation is dangerous, as long as it goes through safely, even if the people on the ship will not be grateful to him, at least they will be more grateful.
Thank you for your goodwill. Thank you for trusting him and not betraying him to the enemy while waiting for his own life. Then at least he is safe for the time being. His worries are not unnecessary. Now is the turbulent period when people's hearts are floating. How many people are fighting for their lives and wealth.
He did not hesitate to betray his old master and join the enemy, and he was still considered a figure in the eyes of the Mongols.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Just as Zhao Bing was thinking about the future, the door was suddenly pushed open and a person broke in.
"Who are you?" Zhao Bing was startled and shouted in a deep voice. Now that his biggest supporter Ni Liang is not in the room, even an old lady can strangle him to death. Moreover, although the person in front of him is not considered strong,
But dealing with ten or eight people like myself is not a problem.
"Your Highness, this official is Hao Yuntong, the Marquis of the Imperial Academy. I barged in rashly and asked Your Highness to atone for my sins!" The visitor may have been suffocated by Zhao Bing's 'overlord' aura, so he hurriedly leaned over and saluted.
"Well, what's going on!" Zhao Bing was relieved after hearing this, but he still took a step back and asked, lest he would catch him and not even have a chance to struggle for help.
"Your Highness, something bad has happened, Mr. Liu..." Hao Yuntong wiped his sweat and said.
"What?! What happened to Mr. Liu?" Zhao Bing asked anxiously, and his heart suddenly sank. He felt that it was so cold that if Liu Fu died after taking his own medicine, he would be in big trouble.
Chapter completed!