Most of the people in the Imperial Medical Service were transferred to Yancheng.

Yancheng is now blocked by government soldiers, and only allows entry but not exit.

Ling Shumo stopped in Chuncheng, which is close to Yancheng.

There is a plague rampant in Yancheng now, and she will not joke with her own life.

She just wanted to try her best to control the epidemic. If things got out of control, she would immediately order the city to be burned down.

Ling Shumo did not listen to the words of the Minister of Works. From the very beginning, she chose to kill people and destroy the city in a simple and brutal way. It was not that she was kind-hearted, but if she could really save the people in that city, it would add another achievement to her disaster relief record.

Ling Shumo has been feeling anxious recently.

The original owner had made too many mistakes in the past, so the approach of "not seeking merit, but avoiding mistakes" simply didn't work.

She is now too eager for political achievements.

There are only a few ways to prevent and treat epidemics: drug treatment and isolation.

But the people in the Imperial Medical Service were not very capable.

Currently, the drugs developed can only slow down the disease but cannot cure it.

Ling Shumo had some knowledge of pharmacology in her previous life, and she had looked up many historical records of the treatment of epidemics.

These days, she locked herself in the house and sorted out the combinations of several commonly used prescriptions. Although there were some effects, they did not play a decisive role.

Shi Qi walked in worriedly. "Now, more and more people in Yancheng are infected. Even the soldiers guarding the city gates have been infected. Your Highness should...you should quickly adopt the Shangshu's method and kill people and burn the city."

There was a dark circle under Ling Shumo's eyes. She had been worried about the situation in Yancheng these days and couldn't sleep well.

Although she had already known that this plague was not so easy to solve, Ling Shumo still felt very unwilling when it really came to this.

She could come up with a cure, but she just needed time.

At this time, someone else reported, "More than ten soldiers patrolling Yancheng have been suffering from vomiting and diarrhea. Our general originally thought it was due to contaminated water, which had upset the soldiers' stomachs. But after Liu Yuanshi went to check, she said... it seems the plague has mutated again, and it's likely to become even more ferocious and severe."

Ling Shumo stood up abruptly. Before she could say anything, the Minister of Works rushed in, ignoring any attempts to stop her. "If Your Highness had issued the order a few days ago, only the people in Yancheng would have died. But now, the soldiers stationed there are also likely to be carriers of the disease. The number of people to be executed now is several times greater than before."

The words of the Minister of Works can be described as a merciless accusation.

Ling Shumo's staff and personal guards all stared at the Minister of Works with unfriendly expressions.

Shi Qi was furious. "Feng Qingxu, what do you mean by these words? You are so bold! Are you trying to blame Her Highness the Princess?"

The Minister of Works felt he was right and looked at Ling Shumo fearlessly, "Because of your indecision, who knows how many more innocent people will die in vain. Is your Highness so afraid to take responsibility?"

Ling Shumo's eyes turned cold, and she took a few steps forward and stood in front of the Minister of Works.

The Minister of Works was about to attack again when Ling Shumo drew out the long sword of her personal guard and placed it on the Minister of Works' neck. "Whether I am at fault or not will be determined by the Queen Mother after we return to Kyoto.

Before you blame me, Mr. Shangshu, please think carefully about the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects.

If you yell at me like this, I'll chop off your head with my sword, and that's all I deserve."

The Minister of Works was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly.

Ling Shumo shouted, "Get out of here!"

After the Minister of Works left.

Ling Shumo's aura immediately dissipated.

Ling Shumo had a headache.

Very headache.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard at the door. A woman dressed as a guard said with joy, "It's been developed, the medicine has been developed..."

Ling Shumo's eyes suddenly lit up. "Tell me again, is it a medicine to treat this epidemic? Have you developed it?"

The guard was obviously in a hurry when he ran over. She kept gasping for breath and couldn't speak for a long time.

Shi Qi was also very anxious, she kept urging the guard.

It seemed like an entire day and night had passed before the guard finally managed to explain, "The plague that first broke out in Yancheng was caused by the deterioration of water in a tributary of the Hongcang River. The right herbs have been found, and they not only cure the disease but also prevent infection. However, as Envoy Liu mentioned, there's still no cure for the subsequent mutated plague..."

The guard's voice became quieter and quieter.

Shi Qi let out a long sigh.

If this had been researched earlier, even just a few hours earlier, the current situation would not be so difficult.

If the first drug can be developed, then further drugs may also be able to be developed.

But during the time of herbal formula, no one knows whether the disease will recur in the future.

To wait or not to wait, this is a major decision.

Ling Shumo finally lowered her head, her voice a little muffled, "Give poison to the soldiers and civilians who are infected, burn their bodies, and then give them a proper burial."

The guards received the order and went out.

Ling Shumo closed her eyes and ordered, "Pack up and prepare to return to Beijing."

The carriage returning to Kyoto was still simple on the outside and luxurious on the inside.

Ling Shumo was feeling very depressed and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing.

Shi Qi's voice suddenly rang out, "Your Highness, someone is chasing our carriage. That person seems to be... seems to be..."

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