Shuntian Prefecture Yi's words are not an exaggeration. The entire Shuntian Prefecture is about to be paralyzed. If it cannot be solved, not only Shuntian Prefecture but also the imperial city will be in chaos.
Shuntianfu Yi was so anxious that he saw Feng Qingchen pouring a lot of it. Thanks to Feng Qingchen's clear mind, he found out the important thing from Shuntianfu Yi's garbled words.
Officials from Shuntian Prefecture went to the coffin shop and found many coffins containing dead people, as well as some funerary objects.
These things have been buried underground for hundreds, even thousands of years. They are contaminated by the Yin Qi of the ground and the corpse Qi of the dead, so they are somewhat unclean. The officials paid great attention when transporting them, but accidents still happened.
Corpse poison!
The entire official staff of Shuntian Prefecture were infected with corpse poison. Except for a few civil servants who had not been exposed to funerary objects and rotting corpses, the symptoms of others varied, ranging from mild to severe. In severe cases, their bodies were ulcerated and pus leaked out.
Water smells like corpse.
"Have you asked the doctor to take a look?" Feng Qingchen interrupted Fu Yi's complaint. Fu Yi choked for a moment and quickly replied: "Please, please, the doctor at the Yun Family Pharmacy is suffering from an epidemic. Let the official treat those people."
Xiaguan has already complied with the quarantine, and the entire office has been cleaned with vinegar and boiling water. Miss Feng can rest assured that the epidemic has not spread, and Xiaguan has it under control."
"Is there any information to report to the court?" Feng Qingchen did not go in, but stood at the door with Fu Yi.
"This..." Fu Yi looked embarrassed. This matter had to be reported to the authorities, who would definitely accuse him of being unfavorable in his work.
As soon as Feng Qingchen saw it, he knew that Fu Yi wanted to cover it up, and kindly advised him: "My lord, it's better to report it as soon as possible. Such a big thing happened under the emperor's feet, and you can't hide it from me. Instead of getting a copy of ginseng, it's better to take the initiative to report it."
The emperor sent an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat me. After all, this matter was not your fault in the first place."
When Shuntianfu Yi thought about it, it was really like this. He couldn't stay any longer and hurriedly said: "Miss Feng, I'm going to write the brochure right now. I don't know when Miss Feng will be free. I also want to ask Miss Feng to help me take a look."
, Miss Feng, you have superb medical skills, please Miss Feng, please think of a way to save the official."
In the end, Yi of Shuntian Prefecture was almost crying. If the epidemic was not under control, he would not be able to keep the black gauze hat on his head; if the epidemic expanded, the lives of all nine of his tribes would not be enough to kill him.
Thinking of the seriousness of the matter, Shuntian Fuyi broke out in a cold sweat. Now all his hopes were placed on Feng Qingchen.
This incident was originally caused by her, so Feng Qingchen would certainly not refuse: "Please allow me to prepare. I will go to Shuntian Mansion in half an hour."
"Thank you so much, Miss Feng." Fu Yi bowed to Feng Qingchen and bowed to the end.
After sending Shuntian Fuyi away, Feng Qingchen returned to the operating room, took out the medicine box, activated the smart medical bag, opened the classification and took out some medicines to deal with viruses and epidemics.
"Medicines are decreasing, but medical ethics are not increasing. Sooner or later, the resources in the smart medical bag will be exhausted." Feng Qingchen sighed softly, put this matter aside for the time being, and just placed the medicines one by one, ready to give them away.
Someone came to get it, but before they walked out, they heard Snow Wolf's voice: "Ouch..."
Snow Wolf barked outside the door, just like at sea, Feng Qingchen was fetching medicine, and it was responsible for carrying it.
"This is almost becoming a spirit." The snow wolf is becoming more and more spiritual, and as the weather is getting colder, the snow wolf is becoming more and more excited, running around every day.
Feng Qingchen changed into a doctor's robe, opened the door and let Xue Lang in.
"Ouch..." Snow Wolf did not rush to move the medicine, but half stood in front of Feng Qingchen, stretching out his front paws: begging the tiger to touch him.
"You're so dirty. I won't touch you. Go do something quickly." Feng Qingchen hit Xue Lang on the head with the medicine box. Xue Lang let out an aggrieved cry and held back his mouth, looking like he was about to cry.
Look.
"Why do you look like Feng Jin?" Feng Qingchen's head was covered with black lines. Xue Lang felt even more aggrieved and sobbed from his mouth. Feng Qingchen looked at the sky, sighed, and comforted him: "Good boy, first
I'm going to do some work, and I'll prepare the beef with soy sauce for you later, that's enough."
"Ouch..." Snow Wolf instantly resurrected with full blood, rushed forward and took the medicine Feng Qingchen put on the table into his arms, then followed Feng Qingchen, constantly urging Feng Qingchen to hurry up.
If you go out early, you can come back early to eat beef. It has been a long time since it has eaten buckets of beef.
Feng Qingchen brought Xue Lang to the gate and was about to step out when Chun Hue shouted from behind: "Girl, please wait a moment, I have something important to report!"
Feng Qingchen paused and signaled Snow Wolf to get on the carriage first.
"What's the matter?" Feng Qingchen stood at the door holding the medicine box. Chun Hui took a breath. Seeing someone outside the door, he stepped forward and whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear: "Girl, you asked us to check.
The matter has been found out, and Mr. Jingyang is indeed in another courtyard, and he lives in the room of Maid Lingtian."
"Sure enough..." Feng Qingchen raised his lips and smiled: "Send this news to the palace and tell Uncle Nine Emperors that the epidemic in Shuntian Mansion is most likely related to Mr. Jingyang."
Now it was time for Uncle Nine Emperors to take action against Lan Jingyang. If Uncle Nine Emperors refused to take action like this, she would do it herself.
"My slave understands." Chun Hue agreed, thought for a while and then said: "Girl, do you want to send someone to guard outside?"
"Okay, everyone except the Eighteen Riders will go. If Mr. Jingyang leaves the other courtyard, he will be killed directly. I don't want to live." She felt at ease only after Lan Jingyang died. As for Liancheng's revenge?
Unless Lan Jingyang dies, Lian Cheng will not let her go.
"My slave knows what to do." Chun Hue would never question Feng Qingchen's order, so she turned around and went to arrange the manpower. Feng Qingchen also said to the Eighteen Riders beside him: "I will be fine with the snow wolf following me.
You stay here to protect Feng Jin and Ling Mo, and don't let anyone get close to Feng Jin, including Uncle Nine Emperors."
"My subordinates understand." The Eighteen Cavalry knew how powerful Snow Wolf was and did not insist on it. Their task now was to protect Feng Jin and not let anything happen to Feng Jin. If Feng Jin had another accident, Feng Qingchen wouldn't be able to do anything.
Not even the Left Bank can spare them.
Thinking of the weapons in the hands of that research geek on Zuo'an, Shibaqi felt chills all over, fearing that Zuo'an would use those things on himself.
The matter in Shuntian Mansion was a big one. As soon as Feng Qingchen got on the carriage, he told the coachman to hurry up. The coachman did not live up to Feng Qingchen's expectations. With Xue Lang opening the way, the carriage drove smoothly towards Shuntian Mansion.
There were many people sitting in the teahouses and inns along the road. Some outsiders were puzzled when they saw this scene: "Who is this person? He is so bold. He actually rides horses in the streets of the imperial city and uses wolves to clear the way. He is not afraid of being beaten."
Censor’s ginseng?”
"Censor? Which censor dares to marry her, unless he doesn't want to live anymore." Someone saw the sign of Feng Mansion and replied with envy and jealousy.
"Ah? Who has such a big backstage?" The outsiders looked confused and looked at everyone asking for answers. A few brave ones dipped their fingers in water and wrote a few words on the table. The outsiders looked confused.
He was surprised and seemed unable to understand. At this time, someone explained his confusion: "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as before. She is just a woman, but relying on the power of the regent, riding horses in the street, running rampant and ignoring the life and death of the people, really makes me wait.
I’m so ashamed that I’m dying of shame.”
Some stubborn scholars and old men shook their heads and sighed when they saw this scene, with tears rolling in their eyes...
"Beauty is a disaster! For one woman, the whole imperial city was turned upside down, people were panicked, and the regent was confused."
Feng Qingchen in the carriage did not hear the discussion, but the vendors across the street heard it clearly. When they lowered their heads, these vendors revealed that ordinary people were not ruthless and cold...