"This..." Wei Guan's face turned pale. "I and Master Ru have also thought about this issue."
"It's just that whether there is a plague or not, it's not something human beings can control. It's destiny!"
"If a plague really comes, refugees will pile up outside the city and even a wall will not be able to isolate the plague...Besides, although the winter in the south of the Yangtze River is not as cold as that in the north, it should...not cause a plague, right?"
"Why not?" Zhu Su frowned deeply. He was young and had sharp eyesight, and he had already seen a woman coming out of a shack, taking a bucket of water from the puddle at the door and returning to the house.
Among the rancid smells, he could also distinguish some unpleasant smells. Come to think of it, there were no special dung trucks to transport filth here. The refugees buried the filth everywhere, or even dumped it casually in open streets. middle……
"Is the plague a destiny? It all depends on man-made things. Is there any reason why we can't do anything on the pretext of destiny?" Zhu Su rarely gave Wei Guan a serious face. "This place is so slovenly. In my opinion, you will drag these refugees to build the dam before next spring."
"An epidemic is about to arise here, and all the victims will be involved!"
Wei Guan felt a little aggrieved. His Suzhou government spent a lot of time allocating people and food to help these victims. He and Ru Taisu even lost their old face and went to "fight the autumn wind" with the merchants in the city. This ensured that the tens of thousands of victims who fled to Suzhou Prefecture would still have a porridge to eat in the disaster year.
He also knew that the victims were dirty and fearful of getting sick. However, the government office only had so many manpower, so it sent more government officials to maintain public security here and prevent the victims from contacting other people. He, the prefect, had done his best.
Even the dung pickers in the city are unwilling to approach the West City here. How can he, the prefect, do anything to improve the hygiene of this place? For this reason, he often suffered from both sides: he was slandered by his government officials and blamed by ordinary people in the city!
Moreover, although this place is full of disaster victims, to be fair, the conditions are much better than most villages in the Yuan Dynasty. At least everyone can get a bowl of gruel every day. Speaking of sloppiness, weren't many rural areas also so slovenly at that time?
"Amitabha, Your Highness, please don't criticize Magistrate Wei harshly." But it was Yao Guangxiao who came with Zhu Su and spoke up for Wei Guan. "The victims here did not make any noise when they saw us. Although they looked thin, they did not die of hunger, which shows that they still have rice and porridge."
"The poor monk traveled around in the past, and he also saw disaster relief in the Yuan Dynasty. It is extremely rare for Wei Zhifu and Ru Yushi to provide relief like this."
"Even if a leader from the Ministry of Personnel comes here, I'm afraid there's no way to criticize him. If the writing goes to His Majesty, I can't help but praise him for his ability as an official."
"This... this..." Zhu Su was shocked.
That's it? A group of people working in disaster relief have yellow faces and thin muscles. How can we call them capable officials? Zhu Su never expected that the disaster relief in the Ming Dynasty would be like that of later generations. Ships and trucks of supplies were sent to the disaster areas, volunteers supported from all directions, and the soldiers were as powerful as dragons...
However, we can't just lock the victims in such a hellish place and ignore them, just barely "hanging" their lives, and they can be called "capable officials", right?
What he didn't know was that in that world just a few years ago, "living" was already the greatest luxury for many people in China...
"That does not work!"
Zhu Su felt that one of his heartstrings had been touched. Although he was not a soldier before time travel, he had no chance to be a volunteer.
However, he also actively made donations and supplies, cleared the way for ambulances, and delivered food and water to the angels in white under quarantine.
The education I received was that "all people are united and united as one". If everyone does what they can, this country and this nation will not be a piece of disorganized sand like other countries. Only then will they be able to overcome one difficulty after another in the past and in the future and remain great.
Now he is a prince, a prince who has been ordered by Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang to inspect the place. He is the person with the highest status in the city and may also be able to mobilize the most resources. Naturally, he must do something for the disaster-stricken people in front of him.
When you are in the middle of the game, there is no reason to sit back and watch. If I stand idle and do nothing, when someone dies because of this, I will definitely be eaten by guilt!
"Where is Ru Taisu?" Zhu Su rarely displayed the aura of a prince, and said to Wei Guan in a deep voice. "I also respect his actions in sacrificing his life to bring peace to the people. However, there are still some flaws in his management of this place, and we cannot just sit idly by."
Zhu Su, the imperial doctor of Li, already knew that although people in the Ming Dynasty also knew that those who loved cleanliness would be less likely to get sick, they did not really connect the occurrence of epidemics with the "dirty living environment."
I wanted to tell Ru Taisu about the "Epidemic Prevention Management Regulations" and force him to implement them accordingly. After all, he has been here for a certain period of time, and presumably he has already gained some popularity. It is most appropriate for him to implement the regulations.
But he didn't want Wei Guan to look troubled and said to Zhu Su: "Your Highness, Ru Yushi..."
"Ru Yushi is old and sick from overwork."
"I have been bedridden for many days..."
"Ru Taisu fell ill inside?" Zhu Su was startled. There was an unpleasant feeling in my heart.
Could it be that this vegetarian was infected with the disease because of the harsh conditions in the refugee camp?
"It's just an ordinary wind and cold." Wei Guan seemed to have guessed what Zhu Su was thinking, and said. "There is a doctor inside to treat Mr. Ru. And the doctor once said that there are no signs of plague here for the time being."
"That's good." Zhu Su breathed a sigh of relief. With his half-baked medical knowledge, there might be ways to prevent and treat it, but if the plague had already appeared, he would be completely blind. Since some doctors have declared that there is no plague yet, it's not too late.
The road here was narrow and difficult to navigate, so the group abandoned their carriages and horses and entered on foot. Just in case, Zhu Su still asked everyone to wear masks that he had ordered others to make in advance. Although he didn't know whether they had a filtering effect, it was a psychological comfort.
Following Wei Guan who led the way, Zhu Su and his party came to a courtyard that was still relatively intact. Wei Guandang, the old prefect, knocked on the courtyard door first: "Master Ru, are you there?"
"His Royal Highness King Wu is here to visit you!"
There were footsteps inside, and the door creaked open. I saw Ru Taisu, wrapped in a quilt, appearing behind the door with the support of a servant. I was startled when I saw a group of people wearing masks and looking weird. I finally recognized Zhu who was surrounded by people in the middle. He was solemn and bowed his hands somewhat unnaturally: "The sinner, Ru Taisu, has met the fifth prince, His Highness King Wu!"
"Lord Ru, you still have a grudge against me." Zhu Su smiled. This guy's heart is as big as the eye of a needle. Although he admires Ru Taisu's deeds of sacrificing his life for the people, he still doesn't forgive others. He bypassed Ru Taisu and entered the house. He saw that there was only the fragrance of medicine lingering in the house, but there were not many furnishings.
Apart from Ru Taisu and the boy, there was only one doctor inside who was boiling medicine under the window. He was bowing his head in greeting to Zhu Su.
"Ru Yushi is indeed incorruptible!" Zhu Su said. This sentence is a rare sincere compliment. In the early Ming Dynasty, officials were not corrupt, and there were still a few honest officials who were dedicated to serving the people.
(End of chapter)
