The first thousand three hundred and sixty-five chapters are terrible
Fengxian County is some distance away from Ningcheng. Ningcheng is not considered remote. Fengxian County is the real backcountry. Even the official roads are not repaired. The ground is rugged and carriages cannot travel, so everyone can only walk there.
The weather was hot and they were wearing cloth towels. Many people had difficulty breathing and felt a bit resentful in their hearts. But when they saw Ye Fuxun and the Seventh Prince walking at the front with normal expressions, they could only swallow their complaints.
But as soon as they entered Fengxian County and saw the scene in Fengxian County, everyone's dissatisfaction and resentment turned into the same emotion, sadness.
When I was in Ningcheng, I felt a little desolate at most, but when I really saw the situation in Fengxian County, I realized what it meant to be miserable.
A strong smell of fireworks hit their faces, and everyone knew it was coming from burning corpses. Every household was holding a funeral ceremony. The villagers' eyes were dull. When they saw the group of people, they just glanced at it lightly.
Do your own thing as if you have resigned yourself to fate.
A woman was holding her dead child, lying on the ground, crying loudly.
The heartbreaking cries did not attract the attention of any villager except them, because they faced such death every day.
Ye Fuxun's pupils shrank and he looked at everything in front of him with some disbelief. Even Bai Yuxian, who was used to being calm, stood there, his face under the scarf full of sadness.
Upon seeing this, He Yuzong wanted to step forward and help the child up, but Ye Fuxun stopped him.
"Don't touch him!"
He Yuzong looked at Ye Fuxun angrily, and Ye Fuxun only whispered: "The corpse will be infected with you."
He Yuzong was shocked when he heard this, and then he retracted his hand in embarrassment.
Bai Yuxian walked towards the interior of Fengxian County. As he walked, he said: "The plague in Fengxian County is so serious that Li Du doesn't pay attention to it. Where is the local county government?"
He Yuzong tried to communicate with the villagers, but when they saw them approaching, those people fled away with panic on their faces.
For a while, the people in the disaster relief team were a little embarrassed, and some of the older doctors had already begun to blow their beards and stare.
He had no choice but to ask the guards to find the Yamen.
Ye Fuxun looked around. A little girl in the corner stared at them with round eyes. After meeting Ye Fuxun's eyes, she immediately shrank.
Looking at her expression, Ye Fuxun clearly had the plague, but it was still in its early stages and not serious.
She stepped forward and approached the little girl. The little girl stepped back with a frightened face.
"May I have your name?"
Ye Fuxun was wearing a white cloth scarf, revealing a pair of crescent-moon-like eyes.
"My name is Xiaoyu, who are you?"
The little girl had a gray face and could not see her face clearly, but her eyes were very clear.
Ye Fuxun liked this little girl for no reason, so he approached her and said, "Hello."
As a result, the little girl continued to shrink towards the corner: "Don't come near me, I'm sick and will die!"
What a kind little girl, "Do you believe me, I will cure you." Ye Fuxun was not moved at all, and stepped forward to hold Xiaoyu's hand.
Xiaoyu was stunned, "Aren't you afraid of me? Are you a doctor?"
"Well, we are all doctors." Ye Fuxun nodded, although she was not really a doctor, her medical skills were only self-taught.
She put her hand on Xiaoyu's wrist and felt her pulse, her mind moved slightly, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the records in Tianyi Pavilion.
Seeing Ye Fuxun, they all dared to step forward to take a pulse. Seeing this, the remaining imperial doctors were not lagging behind and wanted to take Xiaoyu's pulse one after another.
Xiaoyu has never seen this battle before. It seems that the clothes of these people are only made of materials that nobles have seen wearing in the city. What if they are infected?
Before Xiao Yu could refuse, his small body was overwhelmed by the imperial doctors.
"Isn't it possible to get infected through contact?" Bai Yuxian walked to Ye Fuxun's side and said softly.
Ye Fuxun nodded and said: "Indeed, but the small fish has just been infected, so it is not serious. Let's take protective measures and wash our hands for a while and it will be fine."
"Do you have any clue?"
"I want to hear what the imperial doctors have to say first."
Ye Fuxun looked at the imperial doctors who were in deep contemplation. What she said did not count. If the imperial doctors could draw useful conclusions, she could also use them as a reference.
"..."
She must have taken the wrong medicine to think that these imperial doctors could come in handy so easily.
"Bring a pen and paper."
Ye Fuxun ordered softly, and the guards on the side were already ready. Ye Fuxun wrote out the prescription directly on the wooden stake on the roadside.
"Can Miss Fu Xun be cured?"
Dr. Xu, the most senior doctor, stared at him. Before they could reach a conclusion, Ye Fuxun, who seemed unreliable, actually wrote out the prescription directly.
The medicinal prescription written by Ye Fuxun is one of the prescriptions found in Tianyi Pavilion, and is similar to a disease recorded above.
"I can try."
Imperial Physician Xu doubtfully took the prescription. It contained ordinary herbs, but they were somewhat different from the principle of mutual complementation and mutual restraint that was followed when prescribing medicines. The other imperial physicians were very puzzled after passing them around, but there was no possibility of these herbs harming anyone.
Then he agreed to let Ye Fuxun give it a try.
"Follow this prescription and simmer over low heat for two hours. If the symptoms are more severe, add three more qian for each medicinal ingredient."
Ye Fuxun was extremely tired. If everything had to be discussed by these imperial doctors, he didn't know how much treatment opportunities would be delayed.
While the guards were brewing the medicine, Ye Fuxun pulled Xiaoyu away from the clutches of the imperial doctor and said, "Do you know where the magistrate of Fengxian County lives?"
Xiaoyu nodded blankly, her intuition telling her that these people were not bad people.
"Sister, are you going to find Mr. Xu? Mr. Xu ignored us and kept the door closed. Before, my second uncle went to find Mr. Xu, but he was kicked out by his family and even beaten."
Ye Fuxun frowned, Mingzhou was really rotten to the core... Even a little girl knew that their parents were incompetent.
"Well, take us to see him."
It would not be an exaggeration to call the current Fengxian County "purgatory on earth". There is nothing at the gate of the county government office, the door is closed, and there is not even a gatekeeper.
The big drum used to cry out grievances at the door was already covered with dust. He Yuzong was a good official, young and energetic, so he became angry immediately and went up to knock on the door. After a long time, there was no response. Then he picked up the drum stick again, no.
Stop beating the drum.
There was still no movement at the door. Without saying a word, Bai Yuxian pulled out the sword of the guard next to him, passed by He Yuzong, and struck with the sword.
The sound of metal clanging resounded through the sky, and Bai Yuxian's face was as heavy as water as he kicked the door down with one kick.
Everyone: "..."
Above the court hall, a plaque with the slogan "A Mirror Hangs High" hangs high, and the county magistrate of Fengxian County kneels below, looking extremely ironic.
"Xu Zheng, the lower official, has met the Seventh Prince!"
Without waiting for Bai Yuxian to use any method, just by being stared at angrily by such a group of people, Mr. Li explained the whole story.
Xu Zheng was a Jinshi who passed the examination a few years ago. He originally thought that he would have great achievements and was eagerly waiting for his appointment.