On the ninth day of April, Zhu Yixi went to the medical office early in the morning and personally delivered chicken soup to the officers.
After supervising the General Medical Office for nearly a month, he directly and indirectly treated thousands of soldiers, and everyone praised him.
In this troubled world, having someone to treat your illness and have medicine to take is already a sign of good deeds.
Then he inspected some more, and finally saw the doctor who arrived today - Zhang Jing, Jing Fu's second apprentice. It was his turn to work today.
After all, he was the apprentice of the miracle doctor. He was able to catch it. The patients were very satisfied. Zhu Yixi was also satisfied. He patted his shoulder and said:
"Can you consider coming to my place in the future? A seventh-grade medical officer?"
"This -" Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment and quickly refused: "My master has to make the decision on this matter."
"Okay!" Zhu Yixi looked regretful, then got into the carriage and prepared to go back to Xi'an.
There was no other way, he had to go back for a lunch break.
Since receiving two thousand shi of "mouldy" grain outside the city two days ago, more than half of his inventory has been lost.
Since there were so many good things in the treasure chest of Prince Qin's Mansion, he couldn't control his hands and wanted to take them into his arms.
Therefore, he recently planned to find a bad rich man and have a friendly exchange with him.
Of course, everything must be planned and nothing goes wrong.
However, speaking of which, there are quite a few wealthy people in Xi'an.
Since the civil unrest in northern Shaanxi, those with money have basically fled to Xi'an. Although some returned later, there are still many.
After all, it is a provincial capital, which naturally gives people a sense of security.
"Why are there so many people?"
There was a long queue at the gate of the city. Many people with their families, unkempt faces, begged to be let in.
However, the defenders were prepared and refused the request without hesitation.
For a while, the noise was endless.
Zhu Yi, who was driving the car, went down to inquire about it, and then reported back: "I heard that there was another drought in the north. Seeing that the summer harvest was over and I couldn't get back the seeds, I came to Xi'an in advance."
"It couldn't have come at a worse time."
Zhu Yi sighed.
"Isn't it?" Zhu Yixi nodded in agreement.
Although there is little rain near central Shaanxi, it is not bad. It is considered an average year, and there should be a lot of food for the summer harvest.
However, summer grain is not yet available on the market, and the arrival of a large number of disaster victims will only cause grain prices to skyrocket.
The victims of the disaster and the people of Xi'an all had to eat high-priced grains, but it was the grain merchants who got fat and strong.
Sure enough, after returning to the city, the price of food soared to 600 yuan per dou, which is six taels per stone.
Xi'an was instantly noisy, and the long queues for food purchases were almost invisible.
This is troubled times!
Zhu Yixi sighed, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Rob the grain merchant!
First of all, because he is rich and unkind, even if he is robbed, it will only make the people cheer.
Secondly, grain merchants are more afraid of death and have more money. Making tens of thousands of taels seems like fun.
With her mind made up, Zhu Yixi went straight to the Governor's Mansion.
In front of the Governor's Palace, there were dozens of carriages, showing a sense of luxury. The behavior of such a nouveau riche could easily be seen as belonging to military generals.
"Just wait!" The concierge couldn't stop smiling as he accepted a silver coin.
As he said this, he even arranged for tea that was only available to distinguished guests.
Zhu Yixi smiled and sat down to wait.
After half an hour, the generals dispersed in a hurry, and Zhu Yixi was taken away by his servants.
On the way, Zhu Yixi looked at the generals' expressions of worry and thought. After a while, he took out a golden bean and stuffed it into his hand: "What big thing happened?"
The servant was overjoyed and said in a low voice: "I heard that the imperial court is going to send a supervisory army or something."
Zhu Yixi understood, thanked him, and thought to himself, Emperor Chongzhen, after being patient for half a year, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Although he didn't know exactly when Sun Chuanting set out for the expedition, it was at least after the summer harvest.
However, I vaguely remember that Sun Chuanting died in the 16th year of Chongzhen. Half a year later, Chongzhen wiped his neck and hanged himself.
What's this? I haven't gathered enough wool yet?
My mood suddenly became much more depressed.
"I have met Lord Governor Xian!" Since the relationship is much closer, it is natural to use the nickname of Governor to show the close relationship.
"Get up!" Sun Chuanting looked a little depressed. He sighed and said, "Yixi, why did you come here?"
Zhu Yixi was overjoyed when his name was called directly, and then he said: "I have reported to the Governor Xian that I have seen hundreds of victims in person and blocked them outside the city. Alarm bells instantly sounded in my heart."
"Huh?" Sun Chuanting leaned forward and said seriously: "But there is civil unrest again?"
"No, what I'm worried about is the plague."
Zhu Yixi shook his head and said: "Last year, the big-headed plague disappeared, and hundreds of refugees came trudging in, and there will be more in the future. If one of them is infected with the disease, I am afraid it will spread, and it will cause harm to the army.
It’s just not good.”
"You are right!"
Sun Chuanting was suddenly startled and stood up directly: "Yes, we have to guard against it."
Only then did he remember that the plague had spread throughout the north, and the victims would most likely carry it with them.
As he spoke, he asked with appreciative eyes: "You are very thoughtful to have such thoughts of guarding against the danger."
Zhu Yixi seemed to hear a voice that increased her favorability by ten.
"What can you do?"
Sun Chuanting then shook his head again: "The big head plague is raging, what can be done?"
"Governor Xian, as far as I know, most of the people who have not been infected by Big Head Plague have clean homes with few insects and snakes. However, most of the people who died from Big Head Plague were poor people with unkempt hair and unkempt appearance."
"So I made a bold guess that if we clean the environment and sprinkle lime on it to eliminate insects and snakes, we can probably prevent big head plague."
Although he wanted to tell Sun Chuanting openly that this big head plague was simply plague, but how did he get it?
The plague is studied by modern people. It was discovered in the Jiajing border area that fleas bit sand hamsters, and the sand hamsters then passed it on to humans and brought it to the south of the Great Wall.
Therefore, the plague in the late Ming Dynasty spread from Jiubianxia, and then expanded to the entire northern China and parts of the south.
He can't say that he saw a sick person being bitten by a rat, right?
The plague is also known as Big Head Plague, which is characterized by "edema" above the neck, extreme itching, and head enlargement. It is also known as "Big Head Disease" or Big Head Plague.
So, it’s better to take a roundabout way, the final method is the same anyway.
"Your speculation makes sense!"
Sun Chuanting walked a few steps, thought for a long time, and then said: "A dead horse is treated as a living horse. There is a method, which is better than nothing."
As he spoke, he stared straight at Zhu Yixi with bright eyes and said, "I grant you the authority to do the epidemic prevention in the military as long as it is reasonable."
"Yes!" Zhu Yixi felt a heavy sense of trust, which made him feel inexplicably.
"By the way, Yi Xi, do you have any words?" Sun Chuanting asked with a smile.
"I am ashamed of myself!"
"Shall I choose one with you?"
"Thank you, Governor Xian!" Zhu Yixi thanked her hurriedly.
"The tide is the late tide, but the opposite is the rising sun. How is the scenery bright?"
"Zhu Yixi, Zhu Jingming..." Zhu Yixi murmured a few words softly, and said happily: "Thank you, Du Xian, for the words."
Sun Chuanting stroked his beard with his hand and smiled, but his eyes were quite lonely.