After a meal, Fu Bao asked about the current condition of the refugees in Guifeng. There were many injured and sick among the refugees in Guifeng, and two or three pits were needed just to burn the bodies every day.
If timely intervention is not done, Fubao always feels that something will go wrong.
After she finished eating, she pulled Yu Wenyan and said, "Yu Wenyan, we need to discuss this issue of treating the refugees' illness and see what we can do!"
Yu Wenyan pondered: "It's too late, it's cold outside, why don't you go back and rest?"
Fu Bao had just had a good night's sleep, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. He said, "I'm not sleepy, or are you?"
Yu Wenyan shook his head.
"Isn't that right? Let's go to my wing to talk and see what we can do."
Fu Bao took the lead and walked in front. Yu Wenyan hesitated for a moment and then followed.
After entering the house, Fu Bao asked him to close the door and "wait for some ventilation."
Yu Wenyan did as he was told, and on a spring night after closing the door, there was no cold wind blowing, and the room was very warm. Fu Bao picked up the kettle and poured him tea, while the panel was still floating in his mind.
Jiang Xi had already taken some time off and was responding to Fubao's previous question about how to control the epidemic.
Fu Bao looked at it carefully and discussed with Yu Wenyan at the same time.
"Yu Wenyan, it seems that there are no epidemics among the refugees yet. Defense is better than governance. To defend, we must first mobilize a sufficient number of doctors to treat the refugees. Even though there are doctors with good intentions who are willing to provide free medical treatment, they are only a minority after all.
, Guifeng still needs to find a way to summon more doctors to make medical visits - this problem is easy to solve and difficult to solve. As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. If the money is in place, there will be no need to worry about no one.
come!"
Yu Wenyan pondered: "Even if the wages are high, many doctors are unwilling to take on such a difficult job when they are faced with unstable refugees who may be infected with the disease."
Fu Bao nodded: "Then we need to eliminate the grudges among these doctors in advance. My fifth uncle has herbs used to prevent and treat epidemic diseases. They can be ground into powder in advance and sprinkled in places where refugees gather. At the same time, they can be made into sachets. Guifeng asked
Everyone in the city wears it to appease everyone, what do you think?"
Yu Wenyan's heart moved, "This is a good idea."
With a sachet that can actually achieve prevention and treatment, no matter how effective it is, everyone will feel more at ease.
"That's not all. You can also boil the medicinal powder directly into potion and give it to the whole city to drink. It will also be effective..."
Fubao analyzed it seriously, and Yu Wenyan also put forward some ideas from time to time. Soon, the two little ones agreed on prevention and control methods.
"It's just... this will require a lot of money, and where will the money come from?" Fubao thought outside, "The imperial court has not allocated funds for disaster relief. It has made it clear that the local government will have to bleed and solve the problem on its own..."
But Yu Wenyan raised the corners of his lips, "It's not difficult."
Those aristocratic families have a lot of money...
He had an idea in mind, but Fu Bao said mysteriously: "Hey Yu Wenyan, why don't we scare them?"
Seeing the naughty look of the little breast dumpling, Yu Wenyan couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, what can I do?"
Fu Bao chuckled, looking a little bit sinister.
"Come here, I'll tell you..."
Yu Wenyan paused for a moment and followed his words. Fu Bao covered his mouth with his small hand and whispered: "Let's do this..."
Yu Wenyan didn't know whether he heard it or not. His ears turned red completely and he moved slightly uneasily. Fu Bao pulled him away again, "Let's do that again..."
Yu Wenyan doesn't like to be so close to others. It can be said that there is no such close person around him.
He never leaves any personal attendants at his side.
Even his father, Yu Wenjing, was not allowed to be so close to him.
Only Fubao, only Fubao is within the authorized range, and only Fubao is close to her, so Yu Wenyan will not reflexively hurt her.
After finishing his small talk, Fu Bao raised his feet with some pride, "Hey, isn't it a good idea? And you can defeat them one by one and get a lot of money!"
Yu Wenyan raised the corners of his lips, but his calf was kicked by someone's foot under the table. He nodded without changing his expression: "It is indeed a good idea."
After receiving the recognition, Fu Bao couldn't wait, "It's better to choose a day than to hit it. As the saying goes, it's dark and windy at night... So when, can we take action now?"
Yu Wenyan looked at Fubao's eager eyes and smiled: "Okay."
So the two of them got up, went directly to Hou Hong's yard, and called Hou Hong out before he could sleep.
Hou Hong: "..."
Give a worker a beating if he works hard and does not complain.
He wiped his face and stood in front of the two young ancestors resignedly, "My lord, princess, what are your orders?"
Fubao: "Let's fight... ah no, let's raise money!"
Fundraising? Now?
The dogs are all asleep! Who can we ask to raise money for?
Hou Hong said with a sad face: "Princess, why don't we go tomorrow..."
Fubao: "No! Just tonight."
Hou Hong looked at Yu Wenyan, who crossed his arms and raised his eyes: "Why don't you leave quickly?"
Hou Hong woke up immediately: "Hey, okay! Let's go now... No, where are we going?"
Fu Bao chuckled: "Whoever is most opposed to investing, go to them!"
Anyway, these powerful people usually have a lot to eat, so a little blood is not excessive, right?
…
The moon and stars are sparse.
Mr. Hou personally took two people who could not afford to offend anyone in Guifeng City and went to the first powerful family, the Zhao family.
In the Zhao Mansion, all the owners are asleep.
Hou Hong followed what Fu Bao and the others told him, covering his face with white gauze and rushing in anxiously.
As expected, he was stopped by the doorman, "Who are you!"
Hou Hong immediately said loudly: "I am Hou Hong, the county magistrate! Let me in quickly! I have something important to discuss with your master!"
Guifeng City is not a big place, and basically everyone recognizes Hou Hong's face. The servant hesitated for a moment and then said: "Please come in, sir, these two -"
Hou Hong loudly said: "Be brave, this is our prince! There are also friends of the prince!"
Naturally, the servant couldn't afford to offend the prince, so he quickly said: "Welcome to the prince!"
Another servant hurriedly said: "Please come in quickly, we will take you to see the master right now!"
Hou Hong was in such a hurry that these servants did not dare to delay, for fear of causing trouble, he led them into the Zhao family's residence without further questioning.
It led directly to the master's yard.
As for Mr. Zhao, he was sound asleep when he was woken up by the sound of his servant knocking on the door.
"Master, master! Lord Hou is here! And the prince is here too! Please get up quickly!"
Master Zhao was so frightened that he suddenly stopped snoring loudly. His dream was interrupted, and he pushed away the sleeping concubine next to him with some irritability, and shouted in a rough voice: "...Who is it!
Even if the sky falls, don’t come to your grandfather or me!”
"Master! It's the prince and Master Hou!"
Mr. Zhao finally understood what was going on! Master Shizi and Mr. Hou!
What did he just say?
Pooh!
Mr. Zhao quickly got up, but the enchanting concubine behind him wanted to grab her, "Master~"
"Go to hell!" Mr. Zhao pushed the man away, ignoring the concubine's enchanting shouts, and walked out.
Apart from anything else, Mr. Hou is relying on King Southwest now. King Southwest is an absolute lunatic and cannot afford to offend him!
The prince cannot afford to offend him!
He didn't even put on his shoes, so he hurried out with a smile on his face, and saw Mr. Hou and the veil on his face.
"Sir Hou, I have met Mr. Hou, I have met the prince...this, what is this on your face?"
Mr. Zhao is confused! Why did Mr. Hou come home wearing such gauze in the middle of the night? Could it be...
Mr. Zhao had a bad premonition in his heart... During the day, Mr. Hou mentioned that there might be an epidemic, and now it's here...
Could it be...
Hou Hong nodded immediately: "That's right, Mr. Zhao, it's exactly what you think."
Mr. Zhao screamed in fright, let go and stepped back. Now his shoes were completely gone. He was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.
"My lord! My lord, why did you harm me? My lord!"
Hou Hong laughed at this time: "Mr. Zhao misunderstood, but there is news that the refugees may have been infected with the epidemic... But I should be fine..."
Mr. Hou is busy all day long with the problem of refugees, who have the most people coming in and out. How can Mr. Zhao believe that!
Still retreating in fear, "Hou... Sir Hou, please come back! I really beg you!"
This disease is invisible and intangible. Who knows if Mr. Hou is infected with it? Mr. Zhao would never dare to gamble!