"Hurry, be quick, don't be as fucked as if you haven't eaten. Use quicklime to mark the door and put a seal!"

Constable He Zhao hid far away wearing a facial scarf and directed a squad of yamen runners to work.

This is the worst-hit area of ​​the epidemic. It is said that most people in an alley died.

As soon as He Zhao entered the alley, he felt a breath of death, which made his scalp numb.

I don’t know if the scarf I wear is useful. If he gets infected with an epidemic, who will take care of his family?

Thinking of this, a sense of sadness arose in his heart.

But he couldn't escape. As a constable, he would definitely have to come forward with such things. Unless he didn't want this job, his whole family would lose their source of income and would definitely starve to death.

If you go out to prevent the epidemic, you may not die of illness, and if you quit your job, you may starve to death.

He Zhao has made a choice because he has the least evil.

According to the prefect, the disease is transmitted by droplets. Not only does the water source need to be controlled, but it also prevents the disease from being inhaled from the mouth and nose.

This brings the facial towels they wear.

The first step in epidemic prevention is to isolate patients. Xiaoniufang Lane is a severely affected area, and a group of yamen runners came directly. According to the requirements of the prefect, they had to search from house to house to ensure that no one was missed.

Just now, they were just conducting external searches, and the more they went in, the worse the situation became. Some families were dead, and wild dogs got in through the yard gate and bit the body wantonly.

The yamen runners locked the doors of these courtyards, posted seals and applied quicklime in front of the courtyards as marks before continuing the search of the next house.

They started searching in the morning, and it was already noon after searching the entire alley.

He Zhao quickly ordered his men to evacuate. When he arrived at a safe area, everyone pulled their towels and breathed in big breaths.

During the search just now, they were worried that the disease would be inhaled from their mouths and noses and even dared to breathe, and they were almost exhausted.

Now that they can breathe in big breaths, they even feel that the air is sweet.

Of course, this is the first step in completing the epidemic prevention.

Next, they will burn the bodies of the people who died of illness and bury them.

But these are after lunch.

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The incident of a major epidemic broke out in Nanjing City. The court seemed to have no intention of blocking the news, but instead made a gesture to fight the major epidemic with the people.

The high-ranking officials and nobles are naturally the first to express their opinions.

They all took out silver to donate to disaster relief.

Although the absolute amount donated by each person is not large, the sum is tens of thousands of taels.

The court then ordered people to put out slogans of great disasters, ruthlessness, and ruthlessness, to unite people's hearts.

Those key areas where the outbreak of the epidemic were blocked by the court, and no one was allowed to enter and exit at will. As for rice, grain, vegetables, fresh water, etc., they were all delivered by the yamen runners.

The court seemed to be willing to control the epidemic within a certain range and strictly prevent the spread of the epidemic.

Most people are still very cooperative in this regard.

After all, they don’t want the epidemic to spread to themselves and their families.

As for those patients who have been infected, there is no better way even if they are unwilling to do so. Now that things have come to this point, they can only leave it to fate.

There is only one thing that people cannot accept, that is, burning the bodies of dead patients.

From the perspective of people in this era, people must be buried in peace after death.

Only in this way can one be reincarnated and reincarnated. Otherwise, one will become a lonely ghost and will never be reborn.

Yingtianfu sent people to do publicity and publicity many times but couldn't change their ideas, so they could no longer waste their efforts.

Anyway, it is usually a family who dies of illness, even if the neighbors and neighbors oppose it, just pretend that they don’t hear it.

Their mission was completed when the corpse was burned and buried.

During the epidemic, anyone who goes to the streets must wear a facial scarf, which is the order of the court.

The people are doing a good job in this regard.

For safety reasons, some people even bring several layers of facial wipes to prevent the disease from inhaling from the mouth and nose.

After multi-party governance and control, the rate of epidemic expansion has been greatly reduced.

Tan Zhaolun was also very happy and hurriedly asked Your Majesty to report to the emperor in person.

Zhu Cilang also knew that the prefect of Tian was eager to seek credit, so he summoned him in the Ganqing Palace.

This was the first time that Tan Zhaolun had entered the palace and was very nervous.

It's no wonder that it's difficult for officials of his rank to meet the saints directly.

It was this great epidemic that gave him the opportunity to meet the emperor one-on-one.

But it was said that Tan Zhaolun had changed into a brand new round-necked public uniform and followed the little yellow gate to the front of the Ganqing Palace.

When Xiaohuangmen went to report, he stood respectfully at His Majesty Dan, not even dared to raise his head.

He was in his heart over and over again what he wanted to say when he was facing the saint, for fear that he would offend the emperor if he was nervous and said the wrong thing.

After a while, the little yellow gate went back.

"Mr. Tan, Your Majesty ordered you to meet."

"Thank you, my father-in-law."

Tan Zhaolun hugged the little yellow gate and resolutely climbed up the steps.

When he walked to the gate of the main hall, Tan Zhaolun stopped and took a deep breath, then moved in with a robe and clothes.

The emperor was reviewing the memorial at the warm room. When he saw Tan Zhaolun coming, he put down the memorial and smiled faintly: "Tan Aiqing is here."

Tan Zhaolun quickly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to salute.

"I, the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture, Tan Zhaolun, pays homage to Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

"Tan Aiqing is calm."

Zhu Cilan raised his hand and said in a whisper.

Tan Zhaolun stood up but was nervous like a child who had just made a mistake.

"Come here, give Tan Aiqing a seat."

With the order from Zhu Cilang, a small yellow gate immediately moved a Jindun to Tan Zhaolun's side.

"I thank your Majesty for your grace."

Tan Zhaolun was so moved that he was beyond words.

I didn't expect that one day he would be given a throne by the emperor. What a glory it would be.

"I have heard of Tan Aiqing's treatment of the epidemic. Tan Aiqing has done a good job."

Zhu Cilang boasted about Tan Zhaolun as soon as he came up, which made Tan Zhaolun feel ecstatic.

"It's just that the prevention and control of epidemics is not a one-day effort. Tan Aiqing will need to continue his efforts in the coming days and spend more time on epidemic prevention."

Although Zhu Cilang spoke very plainly, his words contained the majesty of those who had been in the superior position for a long time.

Tan Zhaolun hurriedly said: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will do my best to prevent and control the epidemic."

"That's good. Although the epidemic is terrible, it is definitely not impossible to prevent and treat. As long as it does not spread, it will disappear sooner or later."

Zhu Cixuan said a few more words, and suddenly changed the subject: "Now the epidemic in Nanjing has been controlled. But I am worried that there will be plagues in the suburbs, and Tan Aiqing here also needs to take some thought."

Tan Zhaolun complained secretly in his heart. He finally managed to control the epidemic in Nanjing. Unexpectedly, the emperor asked him to be responsible for the epidemic in the suburbs again.

This really corresponds to the old saying circulating in the officialdom: Do more and make more mistakes, do less and make less mistakes, and do not do well.

"Your Majesty, it's not my refusal. It's just that the current staffing configuration of Yingtian Mansion is unlikely to cover the suburbs."

Tan Zhaolun really doesn't want to say these words, but it won't work if he doesn't.

How could the yamen runners in Yingtianfu yamen cover all the villages near Nanjing and conduct a carpet-style inspection?

"Don't worry, I can lend you some soldiers from the Shence Army, but you have to arrange them uniformly."

Zhu Cixuan said lightly: "How is it, do Tan Aiqing feel it's OK?"

Tan Zhaolun was stunned when he heard this.

Lend him the army to prevent the epidemic?

This statement is novel.

Our Majesty is really unreasonable to think about it.

"I am willing to die for Your Majesty!"

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Chapter completed!