Ms. Fang leaned on a tree and looked at her husband beside her. She coughed and said, "Why do you follow me? The pimple plague will infect you. Stay away from me."
Fang Quanzhou wiped the corner of his eyes, and Fang Shi said: "Ever since my leg fell and became lame, I always feel that life is meaningless. I drove away the child, and I also thought about driving you away. I am just a bastard."
Mrs. Fang lowered his head and looked at his hands, and opened his sleeves. His arms were full of blood red. Needless to say, his days were numbered: "Father, don't blame yourself. After I leave, remember to give your child Leave us a letter and ask them to work hard to pay off all the debts. As human beings, we cannot violate our conscience, and the debts we have incurred must be paid off."
Fang Zhouzhou shook his head: "Don't worry, you don't have to pay back the debt."
Fang thought for a while and nodded silently.
It is only natural that the father's debt should be repaid by the son.
But if the creditor dies, the creditor’s family dies, and there is no one to collect the debt, then it will naturally be written off.
Zhang Wang will die. He is a black-hearted person, and his body will definitely be black.
When the pimple plague breaks out, few people can survive. Fang may not be the first, but he will definitely not be the last.
Fang Zhouxuan looked at his dead wife, and after hastily burying it, he returned to Huangtuguan in tears. He first went to the door of Zhang Wang's house, and then shouted to Zhang Wang. When he saw Zhang Wang coming out, he even rushed over. If it weren't for a few thugs, I pulled him and tried to bite him no matter what, but it didn't matter, I just spit on his face.
After receiving a beating, Fang Zhouzhou did not go home. Instead, he went to the county and found the shady officials of the Agricultural Tax Department and the Inspection Department. Then he went up the mountain and found Wu Zhen, the steward who had deducted his money.
A dark revenge, a deliberate revenge, and its evil consequences were revealed. In just seven days, more than 100 people died in more than 60 households in Huangtuguan.
Women, children, old people, young and strong, as long as they fell ill, almost no one could survive. The landlord Huang Wang also fell ill, and he kept telling his children to collect the bills, but his son also fell ill, and he was even worse than Huang Wang. Resistance, take the first step.
Not only in Huangtuguan, but also in Maixi Town, the plague also appeared in the mountains where wood was cut to build the new city. In just half a month, more than 800 people died. Some villagers dragged their families away in order to survive. He took the lead and ran towards Shao Wu.
When Li Xi, the prefect of Shaowu, heard that the plague had appeared in the local area, he ordered Chen Shun, the prefect, to close the city gates and tell the people outside the city that they were not allowed to enter the city. In order to let the victims leave, Chen Shun was smart and ordered people to throw a generation from the city wall. Instead of food, the result was counterproductive, causing the victims to be stationed directly outside the city and looking for food in the city.
But in the face of the plague, having food does not solve the problem. When people die one after another, the victims do not dare to gather anymore and flee for their lives.
Li Xi thought that was the end of the matter, but the disaster had just begun.
As the victims moved, the plague began to spread rapidly, overflowing from Shaowu Prefecture and spreading to Yanping Prefecture and Jianning Prefecture.
Li Xi, the prefect of Shaowu, did not report to the court at the first time, nor did he notify other prefectures and counties at the first time, nor did he show responsibility at the first time to control the infected or potentially infected victims, so that the pimple plague spread. went out, resulting in even more disastrous results.
In mid-July, under the hot sun, Yang Zhan from Maixi Town arrived outside the capital city with his mother, younger brother and younger sister like beggars.
Yang Zhan had studied medicine from his father Yang Gu and knew that the disease was very contagious. In order to prevent his family from getting sick and bringing the disease into the capital, Yang Zhan took his family and hid in the mountains as savages for seven days before being replaced. Take off your clothes, rinse yourself and head towards the capital.
Even so, I still suffered a lot along the way, climbing over mountains and ridges, and walking all over with foot blisters. Yang Zhan could still persevere, but his mother had a fifteen-year-old brother and a twelve-year-old sister. His legs were almost broken, but he gritted his teeth and persisted until he reached the capital. At this time, nearly a month had passed since the outbreak of the pimple plague.
The city guard sergeant checked Yang Zhan and others several times. If the ID cards and ID tags had not matched, they would probably have been treated as refugees.
Yang Zhan brought his family into the capital and hurried to the Tai Hospital to find Kuang Yu. Only then did he learn that Kuang Yu had sailed with Zheng He's fleet and had not come back yet. Yang Zhan, who was extremely anxious, took people from the Tai Hospital and told him that there was a pimple plague in Fujian. , but aroused ridicule.
Seeing that no one believed in him, Yang Zhan was furious. When he was feeling sad, his younger brother Yang Chengju said: "When I was studying in Social Studies, my husband mentioned that there was a medical school in the Imperial College, and many doctors there were from Imperial Hospital. "
Yang Zhan pressed Yang Chengju's head: "You are really smart! Come on, let's go to the Imperial College!"
Not everyone can enter the Imperial College, so Yang Zhan wrote a letter and handed it in as Kuang Yu was his father's old friend.
Wang Bin and Sheng Yin were discussing whether Peking Medical College should dig more holes and create more secret rooms. They received a letter from Yang Zhan and saw that the envelope was signed Yang Gu. Wang Bin suddenly smiled: "Letter from Brother Yang Gu of Fujian." , I haven’t contacted him for many years, and I don’t know how he is doing.”
Sheng Yin said with a smile: "I must have missed you when I received a letter from an old friend."
Wang Bin opened the letter, glanced at it, and stood up immediately. His solemn expression made Sheng Yin feel heavy, and he quickly asked: "What happened?"
"Yang Gu said that pimple plague appeared in Fujian!"
"What?!"
Sheng Yin's expression changed, he took the letter from Wang Bin, read it carefully, and said uneasily: "But the court never mentioned this matter!"
"Maybe no one plans to tell the court!"
Wang Bin slapped the table and became angry.
Sheng Yin quickly said: "Where is the person who sent the letter?"
Wang Bin felt his whole body trembling, and he quickly ordered people to find the person who sent the message. He was not allowed to contact them, and they were not allowed to leave.
Yang Zhan did not leave, but stayed outside the Imperial Academy with his family.
Wang Bin, Sheng Yin and others came out and looked at Yang Zhan and others. They yelled at the people around them and started asking from ten steps away: "Who are you from Yang Gu? Where are the others?"
Yang Zhan reported his identity and said sadly: "After my father received the first patient, he immediately asked us to flee to the mountains. After we were safe for seven days, we rushed to the capital in order to inform the court. information."
Wang Bin heard that Yang Zhan and others had stayed away for some time. Judging from his appearance, he had been on the road for a long time, so he probably had not contracted the pimple plague. To ensure safety, Wang Bin prepared a house for him alone. After basic disinfection with alcohol and burning his clothes, he talked to him through the window.
Yang Zhan said: "On my way here, I heard that the pimple plague has spread. Shaowu, Jianning, and Yanping have all appeared. The court needs to respond in time!"
After Wang Bin asked what had happened, he said uneasily: "This matter must not be spread to outsiders. I will go to the palace immediately to see the emperor. You can't go anywhere during this period."
Wuying Palace.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the document delivered by the Security Bureau, and his anger could not be contained: "What happened in June, why was it not reported until mid-July! Shaowu Mansion, Jianning Mansion, Yanping Mansion, are they all mute?! Why did the Security Bureau There was no report, so why didn’t the censor report!"
Liu Changge knelt on the ground and replied: "Based on the information we have so far, one hundred households in the Shaowu Security Bureau are dead, and most of the others have contracted the disease, so there is no way to report the news. This information came from the Yanping Prefecture Security Bureau. . As for why the censor did not report, and why the local government did not report, I only heard rumors and there is no actual evidence."
"What rumors?"
Zhu Yunwen asked sharply.
Liu Changge gritted his teeth and said: "According to the information provided by the messenger in Yanping, the Fujian Chief Envoy Wang Zhonghe did not allow the local government to report to the court in order to control the situation to a minimum and help the Fujian Chief Envoy pass the assessment. Strive for a spot in the top ten prefectures.”
Zhu Yunwen grabbed the cup and threw it on the ground, shouting: "It's unreasonable to report this to the officials of the Cabinet, the Sixth Ministry and the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"
Liu Changge trembled, bowed and left, and arranged for someone to summon officials from the Sixth Ministry and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He then entered the cabinet and told Xie Jin, Yu Xin, and Yang Shiqi the shocking news.
Jie Jin was worried: "With the pimple epidemic, countless people will suffer.???????????????"
Yang Shiqi nodded solemnly. No one could tell clearly when the plague such as pimple plague appeared, but the Tang and Song Dynasties did not escape this kind of problem.
For example, in Kaifeng during the Song Dynasty, "there was a great fever in the capital and many people died from the epidemic", which was caused by the pimple plague at that time. In the last years of the Yuan Dynasty, pimple plague was rampant, and other diseases were rampant, forcing Zhu Yuanzhang to start with a bowl...
This disease can kill people, but there is always a way to control one or two of the diseases. At least it should not let the scope continue to expand. But according to the news from the Security Bureau, the pimple plague has spread in Fujian and affected the three prefectures!
After officials from the Sixth Ministry, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Cabinet entered the Wuying Hall, Wang Bin and Sheng Yin hurriedly asked for an audience as soon as they finished saluting.
Zhu Yun announced his entry into the palace, and Wang Bin saluted and said quickly: "Your Majesty, there is a plague in Shaowu Mansion, Fujian. The people call it pimple plague. I am afraid it has spread to many places. Please make a decisive decision and seal off the epidemic area in time. To avoid further spread of pimple plague.”
"Where did you get the news?"
Zhu Yunwen was very surprised. When Wang Bin sat in the Imperial College, he could get news much faster than the local chief minister or the government office, and it was comparable to the speed of the Security Bureau!
Wang Bin quickly explained, and then said: "Without further delay, I am willing to take the Imperial College students to go to the epidemic area to treat the people!"
"No way..." Yang Shiqi quickly stopped him: "Your Majesty, Dean Wang has the important responsibility of Imperial College of Medicine and cannot leave easily. Please choose someone else."
Yang Shiqi knew very well that the pimple plague was fatal. If half of the ten people survived, it would be considered good. There were even some places where everyone was dead and not a single living person was left!
Wang Bin is the leader of the Imperial College of Medicine. If he turns out to be true, the loss will be too great!
ps:
"The Ming Dynasty" has one thousand chapters and more than three million words. Looking back on it, it is somewhat surprising. This book can be written to this point without being cut off. It really depends on everyone's support to survive. Rong Jingxue would like to say this to all readers:
Thank you, thank you.
Jingxue is on vacation, and I originally wanted to break out, but who would have thought, there are too many things to do... Haha, please forgive me, plus I always need to spend time with my family during the Chinese New Year, so I will definitely break out next month.
I'll try harder a year ago and see if I can explode. I can't guarantee it, but I'll try my best.
Again, thank you.
