Early the next morning, after Tong Hong and Tong Wen Yao got on their horses, he waved to them not to see them off. Tong Wen Yao had wanted to make some instant noodles so that they could enjoy hot meals later, but he didn't expect that they would have to go to the border so soon this time.

Second uncle and eldest brother rode to the border first, and Uncle Ping followed behind with a cart of medicinal herbs. Second aunt had almost fainted from crying, and Tong Bo asked someone to help her go inside to rest. Because mother had just given birth and the weather was cold, Tong Wen Yao did not let her come out to see them off. Now she was standing at the window watching them go away, her eyes blurred with tears.

Lan Qiao held An An in her arms and said comfortingly, "Madam, the Second Master and the Eldest Master will definitely return safely. You just gave birth and can't stand the tears and the wind." Mother Qian nodded after hearing this and walked towards the bed. Even if she stood here, she couldn't see Yao'er.

After Qian's mother returned to bed to rest, Lan Qiaoer put the child in the cradle and closed the window herself.

After they left, Tong Wenyao called Dongzi and said, "Go and drive the carriage. I'm going to Changzhen Village."

"Yes! Boss."

Tong Wen Yao brought the pills she had made last night with her. These were used to treat the epidemic. Fortunately, they knew the news in advance and bought the medicine back. If they used the herbs to boil the medicine, they could only drink a few. But after making the pills, they only needed to take one pill a day, and it would be fine after two days.

The symptoms of the epidemic were brought back by Uncle Ping, so Tong Wen Yao could judge that the epidemic was plague. However, this was also expected. If there was not enough food in the south, people would eat everything on the ground, in the sky, and on the trees.

Now, the refugees are probably in Cangzhou, and I believe they will be here soon too.

In the wobbly carriage, Tong Wen Yao frowned and thought, what was needed now was a policy for the refugees, which could both appease them and prevent them from rioting, and even prevent the disease from spreading to the people in the city.

She wrote on the carriage: First, appease the refugees; second, do not let them enter the city; third, during this period, strictly control the flow of people in and out; fourth, send doctors to treat the refugees, and then sort them out.

However, if the county magistrate couldn't accommodate the refugees, she wouldn't mind accepting everything. Fortunately, she had previously bought a batch of grain from Wuzhuang, which was now stored in Changzhen Village! This batch of grain was cheap, large in quantity, and would provide enough food to keep them full.

After entering the city, Tong Wen Yao asked Dongzi to wait for a while, and she took the paper on the table and went into the county magistrate's mansion.

At this moment, Ji Shikang still missed Tong Wenyao. With him around, he could really solve a lot of troubles. Now, an epidemic has appeared in Cangzhou, and Cangzhou is a day or two away from here. He looked a little worried. Since ancient times, epidemics have been the most difficult to solve. Often after an epidemic, the population is reduced by almost half, which is very disadvantageous to the country. Fighting and production do not require people. Although the predecessors also had ways to deal with epidemics, it is hard to say that they can definitely control the epidemic. Just look at the attitude of the capital. They directly closed the city and sent troops to drive away the refugees. Suddenly, he heard the teacher report, "Sir, Miss Tong is here."

He couldn't guess why Tong Wen Yao came here. Every time she came here, she always brought him some surprises. The first time, she saved his wife, the second time, she brought him fame, and the third time, she gave him good things that benefited the people. What would it be this time?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and kept shouting: "Quick, quick, please let her in."

The master replied, "Yes, sir."

As Tong Wenyao stepped into the door, Master Ji called her with great admiration, "Yao'er, is there anything you need my help with this time?" This attentive tone made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she said, "Master Ji, are you okay?"

Ji Shikang suddenly heard her ask this and couldn't help but want to laugh. Was he too attentive? But after thinking about it, he still received Tong Wenyao with a normal attitude.

"Sit down and taste this peach blossom tea carefully. There won't be peach blossom tea as good as this in the past four or five years!" Tong Wen Yao brought the ceramic cup closer and smelled it carefully. There was a faint peach fragrance. There were two peach blossoms soaked in the water. As the cup was shaken, the peach blossoms danced along.

Tong Wenyao smiled and said, "Sir, you worry too much. If you want peach blossom tea in the future, you can send people to the south to pick some." Ji Shikang put down the cup in his hand and snorted coldly, "Oh, you say it lightly. There are corpses everywhere in the south now. I believe that in a few days, they will wander into our city. How can you deal with it?"

After hearing this, Tong Wenyao smiled slightly and said, "Sir, don't you want so many people?"

After hearing this, Ji Shikang's brows were filled with worry. "Even though officials can't bear to see refugees starving to death on the streets, they also have to ensure that the people in the city can survive before they can accept the refugees!"

Tong Wenyao raised her eyebrows and asked, "Master Ji, if there were no epidemic, would you accept refugees?"

"If we accept all of it, the city's food reserves will be insufficient. However, I cannot bear to see the people starve to death. Therefore, I will have the city's wealthy people distribute porridge at the city gates to help the refugees. When the weather warms up, we will allow them to return to the south."

Tong Wen Yao nodded. Most of this was handled in the same way as the previous dynasty. Ji Shikang's way of handling it was much better than the one in the capital. The people in the capital were directly driven away, but he settled them outside the city. However, even so, he still had to worry about the problem of epidemics. Tong Wen Yao was also worried that if it was not handled properly, even if Lord Ji did not allow them to enter the city, the refugees would go to the village, and then their village would not be able to escape. Therefore, the main focus was on settlement and calming down, and the most important thing was to treat the epidemic.

Tong Wenyao thought for a moment and said, "Master Ji, I think you are in need of a meal!" Seeing that she was confident, Ji Shikang couldn't help but say "Oh" and said, "What do you mean?"

She looked at Ji Shikang and said, "Hold a Hongmen Banquet and call all the wealthy people in the county. Tell them that there is an epidemic. If they don't cooperate, I don't mind locking them up with the refugees. By then, we won't have the final say on what happens next."

Ji Shikang looked a little confused, and he seemed a little innocent. He shouted, "This, this, this..." for a long time without saying anything. Tong Wenyao interrupted him and asked, "What's wrong, Master Ji? Do you think I'm pushing you too far?"

Ji Shikang couldn't put it into words, but he felt that this was really disgraceful and too crude a method.

Tong Wenyao saw that he couldn't bear it, so she snorted coldly and said, "Master Ji, think about it. If we don't settle the people with the plague and ask doctors to treat them, won't they still be infected after entering the city? They won't even know how they died! Does this plague recognize the rich and the poor?"

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