Wei Zi had a bad feeling that "when a scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain why."
Although, it is not very appropriate to compare the dignified King Yan to a "soldier".
After thinking about it for a while, she stopped being tactful and low-key: "To be honest with you, the prince, I gave out the prescriptions and medicines to treat plague patients. There is not only one kind of plague virus, nor is it static. The Imperial Hospital follows the prescriptions.
Firstly, medicine may not be able to save people; secondly, the epidemic situation in the palace and even the imperial capital is serious now, and epidemic prevention measures need to be put in place. I have experience and can control the epidemic to the greatest extent."
King Yan looked at Wei Zi suspiciously, with "You are telling lies to deceive me" written all over his face.
Thinking that Wei Zi was a woman, he did not want to be too direct in his speech, so he said: "I know, let me think about it."
The literal meaning is a tactic of procrastination, but in reality it is another way of rejecting. Another person will definitely understand it.
Unfortunately, the person standing in front of him was Wei Zi.
"Your Majesty, if the plague cannot be controlled, the consequences will be disastrous. The current stable mountains and rivers of the Yun Kingdom, and the peace and prosperity of the country and the people are the result of the Feng family's fight and defense. You, more than anyone else, hope that this peaceful life will be ruined by a plague, right?"
"I don't want to either. I also want to live a peaceful life. So I have to go to the palace and do my best to prevent this plague from harming more people. I can't guarantee whether I can do it, but I have to do it."
King Yan looked at Wei Zi with bright eyes.
Wei Zi's spine was straight, his brows were firm, and he showed no fear at all.
King Yan began to waver: "You should know that the palace is not as safe as King Yan's palace, and it is extremely dangerous to treat plague patients."
Wei Zi nodded: "I know. I also know that if the plague is not controlled, the temporary safety of Prince Yan's Mansion may not last long."
Prince Yan was silent. He knew that Wei Zi was telling the truth. Prince Yan's residence was fine today, but there was no guarantee that it would be the same tomorrow.
"Have you really thought it through?"
King Yan didn't believe how good Wei Zi's medical skills were, but he just felt that he had said everything he needed to say. If she insisted on going, let her go. Anyway, Feng Danyuan was in the palace. His woman could go there by herself.
"Well, I've thought about it clearly." Wei Zi nodded solemnly.
"Then get ready. We'll set off in half an hour."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
*
Hearing that Wei Zi was going to enter the palace, Mrs. Feng was the first to jump.
"Who told you to agree, Feng Yuanqing? Have you asked me? I'm not dead yet!" Mrs. Feng was so angry that she almost hit her son with a cane.
King Yan is so depressed, Wei Zi insists on entering the palace, why does it end up being his?
"You, you are not allowed to take Xiao Zi there! Xiao Zi, you are not allowed to go! Anyone who dares to disobey me will step over my body!" Mrs. Feng said domineeringly.
King Yan glanced at Wei Zi, and his meaning was very clear: You can make up your own mind, he is a filial son, and he will not do anything to disobey his mother.
Wei Zi also didn't expect Mrs. Feng to stop her like this.
Her nose was a little sore, but the old lady truly loved her as her granddaughter-in-law.
This kind of love is the same as that of my grandmother who lives far away in Jiangnan.
"Old madam, I appreciate your kindness, but I must go this time."
She smiled, and her eyebrows gradually became serious: "If there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, the prince will not hesitate to go out to kill the enemy and defend the territory; today's plague is also a fierce battle. I am a doctor, and my battlefield is the patient."
"Old madam, I want to enter the palace and ask for your help."