"So that's it..." Si Haochen looked at the prefect of Xunzhou with some fun, "I will take people to Feilai Temple to treat the crime of Shi Shi's ineffective work."

"Your Majesty, you can't go!" Cheng Taishou looked concerned, "There are many refugees gathered in Feilai Temple, most of whom are infected with epidemics, and they will get sick if they go."

"Xunzhou is full of hunger. As the parent official of the prefecture, you don't have food in your hands. Now you don't ask for food from the disaster relief officials from the court. What if you do?" Si Haochen's tone was very plain, and he didn't look angry.

"..." Of course, this is to ask people to promote it at the gathering place of the victims: Prince Yun's fiefdom is rich and has not been affected by the disaster. As long as he can go to Prince Yun's fiefdom, the farmer must have the land and the sick who have medicine.

This method is both cost-effective and easy to use. However, now the Lord is here, and he dare not say that he is killed.

"Okay, go back to your county government. I have my own opinions." Si Haochen saw that he didn't say anything, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"The officials sued their retreat..." Cheng Taishou felt that Prince Yun knew that the epidemic was rampant when he came to the temple, so he would definitely not go again. After all, his life must be much more expensive than those refugees.

Prefect Cheng left the throne park and sat in a sedan chair. He walked halfway towards the government office. He ordered the sedan chair to change the route to the Xunzhou Chamber of Commerce. Now, he still couldn't figure out how Prince Yun was. He would rather let the wealthy families led by the Gong family give out some food and let him build a few porridge sheds outside the city.

If Prince Yun is serious and takes his own official position, the Gong family will not be able to fall behind.

Several heads of the family who were drinking wine in the Chamber of Commerce and Association Hall in broad daylight were very active after hearing the words of Cheng Taishou. After all, it was all due to Cheng Taishou’s credit for having so much food in their hands.

Si Haochen stayed fifteen to find out the news in the city, and took Chuyi, Xunyi, Qin and "Doctor Ming" out of the city.

Doctor Qin came up with him in Chuyi and climbed over the city wall. But he didn't understand how this horse came out... Thinking of Yushu's majestic lord, carrying a big horse over the city wall...

Dr. Qin shook his head a few times. The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it.

This time, Mo Ying came out, running in the mountains and forests so happily.

Doctor Qin rubbed his eyes: "Isn't the prince's mount a white horse? Why did he turn black after sleeping all night?"

"Mo Ying is the princess's horse." Chu Yi solved the doubts for Doctor Qin.

"The princess can ride a horse!" Doctor Qin was surprised. Seeing that these days, the prince was riding a horse and carrying the princess, he thought the princess could not ride a horse!

"If the master and the prince ride one by one, we can't keep up." Xunyi gave Doctor Qin a rather 'reasonable' explanation. Anyway, he wouldn't tell Doctor Qin that the prince would even spoil his master, and no matter how many horses he had, he wouldn't let the master ride himself.

"Oh." Doctor Qin agreed deeply. They were struggling to chase them now. If the master had a faster speed, they would definitely not be able to keep up.

The group came to Feilai Temple and found that there were disaster victims everywhere in front of and behind the mountain. Prefect Cheng was right, and those who gathered here were basically infected with epidemics.

The main symptoms of cholera are vomiting and diarrhea. The originally pure temples are filled with patients' pain and wailing, and the smell around them is not very good. Some monks and people who look like doctors cover their faces with cloth towels and feed the patients medicine...

Mingruo looked at the situation here, which was much more serious than Lishui County. Not only did he distribute masks and gloves to everyone, but he also prepared some protective clothing, intending to match doctors who were close to treating patients.

After asking around for a while, I finally found someone who looked like a "manager" and asked where Lord Shi was.

"Master Shi... I was still patrolling here just now..." The man was a medical officer from the Imperial Hospital. Now he was so busy that he looked around and caught a great monk to ask, "Master Shi was invited to the meditation room by the abbot...you are..."

"The emperor sent Prince Yun to supervise the disaster relief matters. First, please call Lord Shi and report the situation in Xunzhou to the prince." Chu Yi scratched his head and said something literary to the "civil official" was too difficult for him. As he spoke, he had to go astray.

"Okay." When the medical officer heard that Prince Yun was coming, his eyes flashed in his originally dark eyes - the medicinal materials they brought were all over the bottom. "Secretary, please find a monk to lead the prince's way. It's quieter in the Zen room, and it's easier to talk."

"Okay." Chu Li nodded.

Doctor Qin saw that it was very chaotic here. The medicinal materials had not arrived yet, but the prevention and control steps in the princess's plan could be used.

Doctor Qin bowed to Si Haochen: "Master, let me tell you about disinfection first, and then check out the medicinal materials in the medicine warehouse. Can you get all the decoctions?"

Seeing the master nodding, Doctor Qin was involved in work. Mingruo followed Si Haochen to the Zen room where the abbot lived.

Shi Zhongcheng came out of the abbot's meditation room, his eyes full of silence.

As soon as the flood occurred, Feilai Temple took in many victims. Later, some victims who had suffered from the epidemic came to join, but the abbot did not turn them out. However, the sky had no eyes, and the monks in the temple also gradually contracted the epidemic. Now, even the abbot has suffered from the epidemic.

Shi Zhongcheng walked out with his head down, and only someone heard him calling him: "Amitabha, Lord Shi, someone is looking for you."

Shi Zhongcheng looked at the sound and his eyes widened in shock. How could His Highness Prince Yun be here: "I'm kowtowing him to His Highness Prince Yun."

"No gift." Si Haochen raised his hand.

Since Ming Ruo is wearing a mask now and his exposed eyes are particularly prominent, Shi Zhongcheng only felt that these eyes were very familiar. He asked tentatively: "Doctor Ming?"

Shi Zhongcheng is considered an "old patient" in his hand, and Ming Ruo nodded slightly to him.

"Doctor Ming, please save the abbot. The abbot is also infected with the epidemic and is in a very critical condition." Shi Zhongcheng seemed to have caught a life-saving straw when the person who fell into the water caught a life-saving straw.

"The prince will talk to Lord Shi about official duties, I'll go in and see the abbot." Mingruo pushed the door and walked into the Zen room.

A monk was taken care of in the Zen room. After a check-up, Mingruo found that the abbot's condition was not serious, but because he was older, his physical condition was not as good as that of young people, and he looked even more critical.

Ming Ruo took out a pack of medicine from the "sleeved bag" and sent the monk to decoct the medicine. Then, he drank a glass of well water for the elderly who were not very energetic.

Si Haochen thought the small yard was pretty good, and his wife was in the hospital for treatment again, so she talked to Shi Zhongcheng in the hospital.

"Prince, the disaster in Xunzhou is so serious, even natural disasters and humans are also caused. The prefect of Xunzhou not only ignores the victims, but also colludes with merchants to buy and sell tax grains, raises the prices of grains, and drug prices... The crimes are so numerous!" Shi Zhongcheng said more and more and more, the atmosphere became more and more.

"Is there any evidence for what you said?" Si Haochen frowned.
Chapter completed!