To be fair, Xue Guoguan felt very uncomfortable when looking at the refugees in large and small packages, pulled by people and cars, and at the same time, he felt a little nervous.
But thinking about it, as the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, who was about to become a quasi-national warrior, it was very inappropriate to not think about serving the country during the national crisis and still think about escaping for one's life.
If his prospective son-in-law finds out, he is afraid that his daughter will be wronged in the palace, and he will no longer be able to serve as a quasi-national warrior, and his chief assistant will even be replaced by Wu Zong.
In order to keep his official title and the prosperity and wealth of his family for the rest of his life, he had to fight to the end, and the prospective son-in-law would not make fun of his own life.
His Highness the Crown Prince said that he had mastered the magic of immortality, so it was ninety-nine times out of ten that it was true. Otherwise, even if the capital was protected by a hundred thousand royal warriors, there would be no guarantee that Donglu would not break into the city.
Xue Guoguan thought so, but he never expected that His Majesty the Ming Prince was joking with his life at this moment, and even roped in his foodie brother to play with his life.
"Brother Imperial! I don't want to die yet! Queen Mother! Please save the child..."
A fat little fat man was holding his beautiful mother's arms and crying loudly, as if he was about to be slaughtered.
Just a few days after being named the "King of Determination" by his father, he was about to be killed by his own brother.
Zhu Cijiong couldn't accept it no matter what. He wanted to continue eating, drinking, playing and having fun!
"Brother Jiong, don't be afraid! Mother is with you!"
The beautiful mother frowned and didn't know what to do. She could only try to comfort her son, who was not yet 6 years old.
Just now, the eldest son told her the whole story, which shocked her so much that she was a little scared just thinking about it now.
For the Ming Dynasty, for the people of the capital, even for their mother and son, it was worth it.
"Afraid of me? How can a majestic prince of the Ming Empire be afraid of injections? If it spreads, wouldn't it make people laugh?"
A certain prince looked at Zhu Cijiong's life-like expression of killing a pig, and began to educate him earnestly.
"...but...but...my brother is only eight years old!"
Zhu Cijiong was at a loss for words and hesitated for a moment before racking his brains to come up with a reason.
"Injections should start from childhood! You are eight years old, you are not young anymore, it is a good time to get injections!"
Hum! If I say you are suitable for injections, then you are definitely suitable.
In two years' time, it will even be suitable for "going out".
"Ah??? Don't want it...Brother Emperor...Brother I don't want it..."
Zhu Cijiong was still scared. He originally thought he was going to eat delicious food, but he didn't expect that he fell into a pit and couldn't climb out.
"Brother Wei, let me take an injection with you! You can't do it without it. Only by taking it can you live. If you don't take it, you will die. If you don't want to take the injection, then don't blame Brother Wei for being rude. From today on, you are prohibited from taking it for one month. Meat!"
A certain prince had already found the weak spot of this little fat man, and he was sure to poke it right away.
"Ah??? How can it be like this? Brother Huang! No, don't..."
Zhu Cijiong can't stop eating braised noodles, braised pork rice, and all kinds of sauced meats, especially pork head meat.
Especially the "one in front, one behind, one up, one down" set of ears, muzzle, hooves and tail, one set is required every week.
If you ask him not to eat meat for a month, you might as well just kill him.
Not eating meat is so painful, it feels like life is worse than death!
"When the Dog Tartars break the city, Huang Taiji will execute you and me in Ling Chi. The foolish brother has less meat and will die quickly. The wise brother has more meat. Cut it off piece by piece. It will hurt as much as you want! Oops! , that taste... tsk tsk!"
It seems that this little fat house is out of oil and salt, so let's take some strong medicine.
If you can't even deal with it, how can I deal with braids?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...don't...mother!"
What the imperial brother said was so terrifying that Zhu Cijiong was so frightened that he buried his head in the arms of his beautiful mother and cried.
"Brother Hong! Look how scared your brother is!"
Empress Zhou was also helpless. The eldest son was a "little adult" that even his sons understood, but sometimes he used unscrupulous tricks and even his own family members were not spared.
"Mother, my son and I didn't tell any lies! These things were all planned by Liu Bowen, the military advisor of the Immortal Realm. The princes captured by the Donglu after they broke the city were all exposed in the end!"
How could the braids let go of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty?
How can we sit back and relax without killing them all?
These days no one believes the truth, which is sad!
"this……"
Empress Zhou could not say more. As the empress of the Ming Empire, although she had not participated in court affairs before, she had heard a lot of news.
Donglu has always been very vicious and cruel to the people of the Ming Dynasty. If they attack the capital, the consequences are self-evident. From this it can be seen that what the eldest son said was not a lie.
"Okay, it's just one shot, and you can fully recover in two months at most! It's time to eat and drink. When winter comes, you can also have hot hot pot, and it's seafood and beef hot pot! If I send someone to draw some cartoons for you to read, then life will be full of joy!"
This is his biological brother, otherwise he would ask two chamberlains to hold him down and prick him with a needle, and that would be it.
"Oh??? Seriously?"
After hearing this, the little fat house took his head out of his beautiful mother's arms and asked with suspicion.
"Seriously! Seriously! I always mean what I say for my brother!"
It seems like it's time to hire someone to draw a "Dragon Ball" comic, and at least add a money-making project.
Let his younger brother learn to eat, drink and have fun since he was a child. When he grows up, he will no longer be a threat to his throne.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with doing this, and this little fat nerd will also become an overseas student and marry a bunch of ocean horses...
I will make a movie in the future called "Prince of Ming Dynasty and the Half-Blood Prince"!
"That……"
The little fat man is still hesitating, not knowing whether it is worthwhile to agree to the emperor's brother.
"If you don't like seafood and beef hot pot, forget it. As a brother, I'll eat it with my mother and Chang Ping!"
A certain prince teased this foodie brother in a seductive manner, not afraid that he would not take the bait.
"Love to eat! Love to eat!"
Zhu Cijiong has been fascinated by seafood hot pot for a long time, but the weather is hot and the seafood is not so fresh when it arrives in the capital. If he wants to eat it, he has to wait until the weather gets cold.
When fishermen catch fish from the sea, the seafood will be frozen to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, which is perfect for hot pot.
Plump clams, slippery squid, fresh crab meat, and various sea fish with less spines. After being cooked and dipped in some sauce, the taste is really special to the appetite of the little fat house.
"That's great! What a bargain it is to get such a great taste with one injection! Besides, it doesn't hurt! Remember, you are the Prince of the Ming Dynasty. In the future, you will go to Europe on behalf of the Ming Empire for study and inspection. of!"
As a professional scammer, you must start with the people around you. The younger the target, the easier it is to successfully deceive someone.
"Oh! It's clear! It's clear!"
Zhu Cijiong nodded in understanding. Although he had no worries about eating and drinking in the rear residence, he did not want to be controlled by his mother and brother for the rest of his life. It would be great to be able to go out and see the outside world and have the final say for yourself.
"Your Highness! My servant has brought Dean Wu here!"
"good!"
A certain prince had thought about this matter over and over again no less than ten times. He originally wanted to take a chance, but in the end he thought it was better to be on the safe side.
If the wind direction suddenly changed when the fire was fired, and the powder produced by the explosion of the biochemical shells was blown into the city, affecting not only the people, but also the people, wouldn't he also be unfortunately hit?
That's no ordinary powder. Once you get sick, you can save half your chance of survival. For some unlucky people, it may be a one-hit kill.
A certain prince also asked about his beautiful biological mother, and found that both his biological mother and Chang Ping recovered from illness, but he and his foodie brother were still the originals.
This result is too deceptive. Could it be that the family is passing down female inheritance instead of male inheritance?
In order not to be eliminated by the biological and chemical weapons he created, a certain prince had no choice but to take risks.
The danger level of this matter is no less than that of other colleagues leading troops into battle, and perhaps even more out of control than that.
Because of this, a certain prince specifically asked Dean Wu to establish another hospital.
In name, it is to accommodate related patients, but in fact it is to prepare for "snapped" braids.
A certain prince had never been to that hospital, but he entrusted Dean Wu to manage and observe it on his behalf.
The report showed that the clinical trial was very successful, so the prince could proceed to the next step in the plan.
This is considered the "coolest" of the "Top Ten Tortures of the Ming Dynasty". After using it on braids, it should make them feel similar to the performance of the little fat house just now.
After the "Ten Tortures" have been used once, the pigtails outside Guanwai will be almost dead.
Although it is just speculation, its power is obvious and no one dares to underestimate it.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, a beautiful biological mother would not agree to use such a sharp method against her own family.
"Dean Wu! Welcome! Welcome!"
"Your Highness, you're welcome! I'm sincerely worried!"
"There is no need for this! Just treat me and the emperor's brother as ordinary patients who come to see you. I have absolute trust in the dean! Please rest assured, dean, all consequences arising from this will be borne by me, and I will never It will affect the dean and his family."
A certain prince seemed to give the other party relief, otherwise he would have been under great psychological pressure.
"Thank you, Your Highness! I have offended you!"
It was the first time for Wu Youxing to perform an operation on a member of the royal family, especially the prince and regent of the Ming Empire, so he was naturally quite nervous.
Fortunately, the prince had his word first, but it is common to be with a prince like a tiger, and falling out with one another is common. Wu Youxing was now helpless and could only move forward.
Wu Youxing was only willing to take on this job considering His Highness the Crown Prince's previous strong support for him, especially the book on treatment methods obtained from the fairy world, and the fact that he could treat patients in the capital area.
"Come on! I'm ready!"
It's okay to let imperial doctors look at common illnesses, but this kind of disease is beyond their scope of business, especially inoculation-type treatment methods. Enough clinical trials must be conducted to ensure that they are foolproof.
A certain prince couldn't trust those "miscellaneous fish", and Dean Wu was one of the few capable people. I borrowed his "Danone", and now I'm reciprocating the favor, just giving him a "big watermelon".
After this matter is made public, people all over the world will know the name of Dean Wu. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is "the reincarnation of Hua Tuo", because this is a great merit.
The people in the courtyard have been screened and all have been sick and are not afraid of being infected. With the care of these servants, a certain prince and his foodie brother were able to eat and drink well after being infected.
The beautiful biological mother has been sick, so she is not afraid of being infected, but she still has to interact with other sisters who have not been sick. In order to avoid unnecessary complications, after seeing it, I could only give some instructions before returning to Kunning Palace.
Wu Youxing carefully injected the pox from a cow into the Crown Prince's arm. Don't underestimate this small drop of water, which is no bigger than a soybean. If you are not careful, an accident may occur.
Only Xi'er and Yang Jinchao, who had been ill, were present at the scene, and all other unrelated personnel had withdrawn and were waiting outside the hospital. The little fat man who was watching from the sidelines was so frightened that he started to sweat coldly.
Doctors with relevant experience can tell at a glance that Dean Wu is injecting people with the famous smallpox virus!
The cowpox virus was weak enough to be injected into the skin, something that was not discovered until the late 18th century by Dr. Edward Jenner.
In the 16th century, 10-15% of deaths in Europe were caused by smallpox. You can imagine its power!
Smallpox was still an incurable disease at that time. If you get smallpox, it will leave acne scars, which are pockmarks, in mild cases. In moderate cases, it will cause blindness. In severe cases, you will just kick your legs to death.
Almost all diseases such as enzymatic poisoning, plague, leprosy, typhoid, cholera, and tuberculosis can be avoided by taking avoidance measures. Only smallpox is difficult to prevent due to its incubation period of more than ten days.
From the royal family to the common people, no one is spared. Once you get it, your survival depends entirely on luck. If you are unlucky, you will have no choice but to be reincarnated...
To deal with this "quasi-terminal disease", the Eastern method is to vaccinate against "variolation".
It is to grind the dry acne obtained by recovered people into powder and make a "vaccine".
Then let the uninfected person inhale it through the nostrils, thus gaining immunity to resist the attack of smallpox.
Thinking about the Aztec and Inca empires in South America that might be wiped out by smallpox in an instant, a certain prince had better take precautions and give himself a shot first.
The advantage of vaccination with cowpox over variolation is that the vaccinated person can gain immunity but is not contagious, and the mortality rate is much lower than that of variolation. This is the most important thing.
A certain prince was not so kind to the pigtails that were about to appear outside the city. The thing put in the mortar was definitely not cowpox.
What exactly is it? It’s best not to think about it while eating...
This is also the reason why a certain prince collected all the cattle in the Jifu area and brought them to the city. Even if the pigtails plundered cattle with smallpox from elsewhere, it would not help.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thousands of artillery shells filled with smallpox virus were fired at once. Not to mention the extremely vicious pigtails, even Magister Liu Xiu's men would have to kneel down after being hit by such a blow!
Therefore, as long as Braid comes to attack the city, he will definitely be attacked, and he will only need to hold on for a month.
Because within half a month, the affected braids will become ill.
Where did the raw material for so much smallpox virus come from?
Do you still remember the infectious disease hospital...
This is why a certain prince was worried about the change of wind direction, and after the vaccination, he began to vaccinate the whole city with cowpox.
Even if the spies placed in the city by Braids can send out such important information, their masters have already been tricked.
For people who have been infected with the smallpox virus, cowpox will no longer work, and the patient will automatically enter the extremely exciting "life gambling phase"...
“These cows are lucky and don’t have to worry about being made into ramen!”
A certain prince looked at the cow in the yard. Not only this one, but all the cows that had smallpox did not need to be slaughtered.
In view of their merits in curing diseases and saving people, a certain prince could let them plow the fields until they retired.
"Brother Imperial! Why doesn't this cow need to be made into ramen?"
The foodie brother didn't know why, and wanted to ask for clarification.
"Because they are terminally ill!"
"ah???"
