Chapter 214 Is it okay to be an official even if my life is hanging on the line?
Author: fire pine cone
Chapter 214 Is it okay to be an official even if my life is hanging on the line?
"Then..." Wei Guan's face turned red. "I and Master Ru have also thought about that issue."
"No, if there is a plague, it cannot be controlled by human power. It is destiny!"
"If a plague really comes, the refugees will pile up outside the city and even a wall will not be able to isolate the plague...Besides, although the winter months in the south of the Yangtze River are not as cold as in the north, it should...not cause a plague, right?"
"Why not?" Zhu Su frowned deeply. He was young and had sharp eyesight. He had already seen a woman coming out of a shanty, taking a bucket, scooping a bucket of water from the puddle at the door and returning.
Go inside.
Among the rancid smells, he could easily distinguish some unpleasant smells. It seemed that there were no special dung trucks here to transport filth. The refugees buried the filth everywhere, or even dumped it casually in open streets.
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"Is the plague not a destiny? It depends on man-made things. Is there any reason why we can't do anything on the pretext of destiny?" Zhu Su hardly misunderstood Wei Guan and made a serious face. "This place is so slovenly. In my opinion, it is hard to wait for the spring of next year."
We took those refugees to build the dam."
"Here, we are praying for an epidemic to arise, and all the victims will be involved in it!"
Wei Guan was a little aggrieved. His Suzhou government spent a lot of effort in allocating human legs and food to relieve the victims in ordinary months. He even had an affair with Ru Taisu and went to "fight the autumn wind" with the merchants in the city.
"This ensures that the tens of thousands of victims who have fled to Suzhou Prefecture will still have a mouthful of porridge and rice to satisfy their hunger in disaster years.
He also knew that the victims were slovenly and feared getting sick. But the government officials only had so many people, so they sent many government officials to maintain public order and prevent the victims from coming into contact with other people. Has his prefect done his best?
Even the dung pickers in the city are unwilling to approach the West City here. How can the prefect of his place improve the hygiene of this place? So, he often suffers from both sides. He is slandered by the government officials in the east and is criticized by the ordinary people in the city.
The people blame!
Moreover, although there are no disaster victims here, to be fair, the conditions are much better than most villages in the Yuan Dynasty. At least, everyone can share a bowl of gruel every day. Not to mention the squalor.
At that time, many rural areas were also so slovenly.
"Amitabha, please don't blame the magistrate Wei harshly in the east of the palace." But Yao Guangxiao, who came with Zhu Su, spoke up for Wei Guan. "The victims here did not make a fuss when they saw them. Although they were thin, they were not seen.
Dying from hunger means that there is usually no food or porridge to support you."
"The poor monk traveled far and wide in the past, and he also saw disaster relief in the Yuan Dynasty. Is it extremely rare to see someone like the magistrate of Wei and the censor helping out like that?"
"If you let the lord of the Ministry of Personnel come here, I'm afraid there's no way to criticize him. If you don't write a letter to the east of your Majesty, you won't be able to praise him enough."
"That...that..." Zhu Su was shocked.
That's it? A group of people who are sallow and skinny when doing disaster relief are called miserable people? Zhu Su never expected that the disaster relief in the Ming Dynasty would be like that in later generations, with boats and trucks of supplies sent to the disaster areas, and volunteers from all directions.
Support, the soldiers are as powerful as dragons...
But no, we can't just lock the victims in such a hellish place and ignore them. Can we just "hang" their lives and call them "disgraceful"?
Didn't he know that in that world just a few years ago, "living" was already the greatest luxury wish of many people in China...
"That won't work!"
Zhu Su felt that something in his heart had been touched. Although he had never been a soldier before traveling through time, he had never had the opportunity to be a volunteer.
But whether he donated money, donated materials, cleared the way for ambulances, or delivered food and water to the angels in red under quarantine, he also actively did it.
The education you receive means that "all people are united and united." If everyone does their best, that country and that nation will not be like other countries in a state of disunity. Only then can they transcend the past and the future one after another.
Despite the difficulties, he always remains great.
Now he is a prince, a prince who has been ordered by Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang to inspect the place, and a person with the highest status in the city who can also mobilize the most resources. Naturally, he must also do something for the people in front of him who are affected by the disaster.
What.
When you are in the middle of the situation, there is no reason to sit back and watch. If you don't stand by and do nothing, when someone dies because of it, you will definitely be eaten by guilt!
"Where is Ru Taisu?" Zhu Su rarely displayed the aura of a prince, and asked Wei Guandao in a deep voice. "I also respect his deeds of sacrificing his life to bring peace to the people. But there is something wrong with his management of this place, so we must not
It’s easy to look away.”
Zhu Su, the imperial doctor of Li, already knew that although people in the Ming Dynasty also knew that ruthless people would get less sick, they did not really connect the occurrence of epidemics with "dirty living conditions".
I originally wanted to tell Ru Taisu about the "Epidemic Prevention Management Regulations" and force him to implement them according to the regulations. After all, he has been here for a certain period of time and presumably has gained some popularity. It is most suitable for him to implement the regulations.
However, Wei Guan looked troubled and said to Zhu Su, "To the east of the palace, Ru Yushi..."
"Ru Censor, he is very old and has become ill from overwork."
"Have you been bedridden for many months..."
"Ru Taisu fell ill inside?" Zhu Su was startled, and felt something bad about Ye Chang in his heart.
If Naru was too vegetarian, maybe he was unfortunately infected with the disease because the refugee camp was too dirty...
"It's just an ordinary wind and cold." Wei Guan seemed to have guessed what Zhu Su was thinking. "There is a doctor from outside who treats Master Ru. And the doctor once said that there is no sign of the plague here for the time being."
"That's good." Zhu Su breathed a sigh of relief. With his half-baked medical knowledge, if there were many ways to prevent and treat cocoa, but the plague had already appeared, he was completely blind. Since some doctors claimed that there was no plague for the time being,
Everything comes in time.
The road here was narrow and difficult to navigate, so the group abandoned their carriages and horses and walked outside. Just in case, Zhu Su asked everyone to wear the masks he had ordered others to make in advance. Although he didn't know whether they had a filtering effect, they had some effect.
layer of psychological comfort.
Following Wei Guan who led the way, Zhu Su and his party came to a courtyard that was barely intact. Wei Guan, the old prefect, knocked on the courtyard door first: "Master Ru, are you there?"
"Wang Wangdong is here to visit me!"
There were footsteps inside, and the door creaked open. Ru Taisu, wrapped in a quilt, appeared behind the door with the help of a servant. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw a group of people wearing masks and looking weird.
Startled, he finally recognized Zhu Su, who was surrounded by people in the middle. He arched his legs unnaturally and bowed: "Your Majesty, Ru Taisu, has seen the Fifth Prince Wu Wangdongdong!"
"Lord Ru, is it still wrong for me to have a grudge against you?" Zhu Su smiled. The man's heart was as big as the eye of a needle. Although he admired Ru Taisu's deeds of sacrificing his life for the people, he still did not forgive others.
After bypassing Ru Taisu and entering the house, I 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 who was boiling medicine in the east of the window. He was bowing his head and waiting to greet Zhu Su.
"Ru Yushi is indeed incorruptible!" Zhu Su said. Those words were a rare and sincere compliment. In the early Ming Dynasty, officials were not corrupt, so there were a few honest officials who were dedicated to serving the people.