This trip to the capital is not like the last one, and you have to sort out everything you need.
The herbs should be found in the mall space and brought on the way, so as not to have to conjure up more herbs in front of the entourage.
In addition, protective clothing had to be rushed out within half a month.
Because sewing would destroy the seal of the suit, Xue Yao had a seamstress cut out a complete coverall and sealed it herself with glue.
After all the work was done, it happened to be the day of the little fat kid's birthday.
This was the tenth birthday that Xue Yao had accompanied the Seventh Prince.
As usual, he accompanied the three young emperors on their trip out of the palace.
Knowing that Xue Yao would be leaving the capital the day after tomorrow to visit his family, the princes were less active than in previous years.
The Seventh Prince still refused.
On the surface, the Sixth Prince was teaching his sixth brother to be sensible, but in reality, he was looking for an opportunity to hint to Xue Yao that it would be best to let his relatives come to the capital as guests.
The warm baby didn't want him to go either.
"Manly men, don't be so maudlin." The Fifth Prince comforted his brothers, "I'm going to Gusu to visit my family, and I'll be back in a couple of months."
The Sixth Prince lowered his head in shame, no longer retaining his position.
The Seventh Prince looked firmly at Xue Yao and furtively said, "Visiting relatives requires manly protection."
The Fifth Prince said, "Yes, with Zhang Si accompanying him, he's not afraid even if he meets robbers."
The Seventh Prince disgustedly whispered to remind Fifth Brother, "The manly man is the son."
"Don't even think about it!" The Fifth Prince pinched his brother's little chubby face, "Be good in the palace and practice your basic skills according to Zhang Si's requirements."
Xue Yao also comforted, "Yes, Your Highness, I won't be back for long, about a month, not counting the round trip."
System Alert: [Lu Qian's sense of security reduced by 1.]
The Seventh Prince bulged his little bun face and walked away unhappily.
Xue Yao hurriedly chased after him and coaxed: "Your Highness practiced well in the palace, and when you came back, you scared me, how come the obedient Your Highness is suddenly so powerful? You're getting more and more manly! Is it good?"
"Not good." The Seventh Prince was not happy.
Xue Yao sighed, "Your Highness has grown up, you can't always have me by your side, and when you become a prince and have a fiefdom, I won't be able to follow you to the fiefdom."
The Seventh Prince turned his head to look at him curiously, "Second Brother and Third Brother don't have a fiefdom."
The older two brothers have already been king, but the emperor did not want to let his son go to the fiefdom early, for the time being are still left in the capital.
"Maybe in the future." Xue Yao explained, "And since they all have their own royal residences now, they don't need a companion to accompany them at all times."
The Seventh Prince nervously asked, "Then who accompanies them?"
Xue Yao thought about it, the god of the house The second prince does not need people to accompany him, the third prince well ...... concubines are not alone.
"There's the royal consort to accompany you, ah, the wife is the one who accompanies His Highness for a lifetime." Xue Yao followed the advice and looked forward to starting the cold-blooded tyrant's heartwarming quest as early as possible.
The Seventh Prince's teal colored pupils lit up as he asked Xue Yao expectantly, "How do I change my wife?"
Xue Yao smiled, "First of all, your highness has to find someone you like, and it just so happens that she likes your highness as well, and then both parents agree, so you can worship heaven and earth and the high hall, and your highness lifts the bride's cover, and she becomes your highness's wife."
The Seventh Prince blinked in surprise, seemingly looking forward to this procedure, picking his eyes to look at Silly Yao Yao, rarely a little embarrassed, squirming for a while before opening his mouth, still pretending to ask casually, "You want to worship heaven and earth together with Master?"
"Pfft!" Xue Yao was overjoyed, "His Highness is going to worship heaven and earth with His Highness, why should I get involved? Of course I can't worship with His Highness."
The Seventh Prince didn't seem to expect this straightforward rejection, the little bun's face instantly suffocated red, beaming at Xue Yao, he let loose with harsh words, "If you don't worship, you don't worship! I don't want to worship with stupid Yao Yao!"
Xue Yao joyfully pinched the little chubby cub's face.
His Highness inclined his head, not giving a pinch!
"Master buys lots and lots of nice looking covers, and doesn't even give them to Yao Yao!" The Seventh Prince was infuriated and put out harsh words to try to make the desperate little companion regret it!
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ......," Xue Yao laughed with particular bravado as he leaned back into the sky!
Why is his little chubby boy so cute hahahahahahaha!
[Land dive security reduced by 7]
"...... Hahahahaha Cough! Cough......" Xue Yao, who suddenly choked on a system alarm, looked at the little fat cub in horror, "What happened to you, Your Highness?"
The little chubby cub twisted his head and huffed away.
This farewell before leaving the capital was again less than satisfactory.
*
After following a group of doctors onto the official ship, Zhang Si realized the true purpose of Xue Yao's trip.
"Don't worry, I'm just afraid of encountering robbers on the road, and when we arrive at Ping Rong County, we won't let you come into contact with the patients." Xue Yao explained the situation to Zhang Si.
"What's there to worry about?" Zhang Si didn't think so: "My life is very hard, more than 30 years ago, my father and brother died of plague, but I survived it. You should be careful with your own body, I don't think you can handle this."
Xue Yao looked at Zhang Si in surprise: "Your family was victimized by the plague?"
"My mother and I escaped." Zhang Si smiled, "My mother, that sickly child, somehow didn't die in the plague. Her husband and son all died cleanly, but she tried to keep my seed with all her might, so she really escaped alive, and didn't catch the plague, but got consumptive disease."
Xue Yao was shocked to hear this.
In ancient times, when the common people encountered this kind of disaster, it was simply cruel and horrible, but Zhang Si was able to face these sufferings with such an indifferent attitude, I wonder what he had experienced.
Consumption is tuberculosis, ancient times is the existence of almost terminal disease, the rich infected, well will maintain, and may live a little longer, the poor infected, is tortured to death.
Xue Yao heard Zhang Si say that his mother was the only surviving relative, so he tried to help, "You are in the palace, if it is not convenient to take care of your mother ......"
Zhang Si snorted, "What else is there to take care of? My mother died long ago."
Xue Yao was dumbfounded.
Zhang Si looked at the scenery on both sides of the canal, narrowed his eyes helplessly recalled: "might as well catch that plague, two feet a stirrup to die clean, she got the damn consumption disease, the family grain and rice for the bit of copper, all for her to drink medicine to drink up, the more the body drank the worse, the person is not useful, a waste of money for nothing."
Xue Yao heard this somewhat harshly, but in his heart, he felt that he was not qualified to stand in the shoes of a clothed man and judge Zhang Si's character.
"Her breath hangs constantly, I can't leave her alone, can I?" Zhang Si stared blankly into the distance, recalling the beginning of his degeneration, "There was a charlatan who lied to me, saying that he had a miraculous medicine, and that three grains would be able to cure my mother's illness, and that the price was expensive, two taels of silver for one grain, so I went door-to-door in the middle of the night to take people's money, with the intention of selling my body to become a servant for the member's family in the future, and then repaying it after I had earned the money, and I really didn't feel like a hairy thief at that time. "
"Later ......" Zhang Si licked his lips, his face became gloomy: "Three pills did not eat well, but my mother got addicted to the medicine, no medicine life is worse than death, I went to find that bone-setter, he raised the price, one asked me to ask for five taels of silver. "
Xue Yao was suddenly stunned, and it was only at this moment that he saw real emotions in Zhang Si's vicissitudes of the eyes.
It turns out that real suffering can rob some people of the ability to show their grief.
All the burdens had to be carried by him alone, and there wasn't even time for pretense.
This seemingly bland attitude does not mean that he is apathetic; perhaps it is only by maintaining such a calm demeanor that he is able to keep from being knocked down by suffering.
Xue Yao suddenly had a hard time thinking to himself - in his last life, the little chubby cub was caught off guard carrying all the burdens when his father's big brother went.
Also from that time, the Seventh Prince never showed weakness or sadness again.
Toughness and coldness may not always be innate, it may simply be that there is no more retreat and dependence, only to become the dependence of others themselves.
Zhang Si is still recalling his past: "I was born to steal, steal for a year, did not let the government to catch, and even alarmed the world outside the high man passing through the township. That high man arrested me for the people's sake, and was going to hand me over to the government and ask why I stole, but the high man was moved with compassion and even took me as a disciple, it's just a pity that I still let him down, and my mother is still dead, but a scourge like me is still alive."
"You're no scourge." Xue Yao said unhappily, "Zhang Si, you've promised to make me a friend, I'm a person who only befriends heroes and good men, and I don't scrutinize the past, so you have to cherish me as a friend, and be a good hero and good man for the rest of your life."
Zhang Si grinned, "Success, I will do my best to keep your friend."
*
When they arrived at Ping Rong County, the boundless rice paddies rushed Xue Yao to peace of mind.
The fact that the crops have not been neglected indicates that the epidemic is not yet serious, and that the seventy or so people infected with the plague should not have been misrepresented.
Along with a few imperial physicians and famous doctors from the capital, they rushed to the landing place.
It was a mansion specializing in receiving central government officials, with a four-entry courtyard with a garden, and was treated quite well.
Xue Yao asked the concierge, "Are there any patients attending the residence?"
The concierge replied back, "The doctors all visit the house to see the patients, there were two original doctors in the mansion who contracted the disease, one passed away half a month ago and was sent back to his hometown, and the other has already left Ping Rong."
Xue Yao nodded and took Zhang Si to live in the third courtyard room, and had his entourage bring disinfectant water to pour over the rooms where the patients had lived, and open the doors and windows to ventilate the room.
Such a move made the accompanying doctor very puzzled, there was no concept of viruses in ancient times, Xue Yao's inexplicable actions, in the eyes of the onlookers, were instead superstitious and odd actions.
The next day, it was even more incomprehensible when he wore a protective mask and went out with Drs.
This scientific safety measure is seen by other docs as disrespectful to the patient.
Xue Yao had anticipated this situation before he arrived, but there was no way to explain to the ancients that a virus that required a microscope to see could be transmitted through the air, so he could only act as an alien.
After two days of clinical observation, Xue Yao felt that the patient's symptoms were somewhat similar to those of a plague described by Liu Shangyou during the Chongzhen period in historical records.
It is not uncommon for patients to have symptoms of coughing up blood, but symptoms of lymphoid masses in the groin and armpits make adenomatous plague likely.
It was literally the beginning of a holocaust.
Xue Yao left the patient's residence in a state of shock and immediately took out his homemade mixed fatty acid soap and demanded that the doctor who had come into contact with the patient wash his hands before washing his face.
The eunuchs and famous doctors were very disdainful of Xue Yao's odd demeanor and demands, but since he was a member of the Crown Prince's faction, it was not easy for everyone to say anything, so they all silently and obediently washed their hands with soap.
After the wash, the emergency session began.
"This symptom has never been recorded in history books." The head eunuch spoke first: "Judging from the pulse, it is a yin condition, prescribing a dose of pungent, warm, and great heat to regulate it should be able to save her life for the time being."
Several of the doctors stroked their beards and voiced additional opinions.
Xue Yao patiently listened to the crowd before respectfully reminding, "Your Excellency, this disease is different from ordinary yin disease, the patient's family takes turns to be infected, this is a sign of a pandemic, I thought it would be best to send all the infected people en masse to a remote suburb and isolate them for treatment, so as to avoid spreading the disease to more innocent people."
The surrounding healers looked at each other, obviously somewhat resistant to this oddly behaving layman.
The head eunuch said, "Even if it's an epidemic, as long as there's no direct contact, it won't be infected, if Mr. Xue isn't assured, he doesn't have to accompany us to the clinic in the future. Practicing medicine and treating the sick is our duty as healers, there is no reason to arrest the patients and throw them into the wild."
Xue Yao's heart thumped, feeling like it was going to end.
In the case of plague, there is currently no technical way to extract a vaccine.
Luckily, this county is not densely populated, otherwise the plague would have been out of control.
For this plague, the only recipe that could be made in historical works was Wu Xuan Chong's Law of Curing Bubonic Plague, but the utility of his recipe was very limited, and the methods of prevention and avoidance recorded in the book were quite feasible.
As far as current technology is concerned, isolating the patient is the most effective method.