Jiang Sheng glanced at him and said indifferently, "It affects you. You don't have to drink it. Maybe the plague will heal if you endure it yourself."

Huo Ying'an was choked and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He shook his sleeves and turned away with his men.

After the annoying person left, Jiang Baichuan looked over, his face showing an unprecedented kindness. He said softly, "Doctor Mo, you have made great contributions this time. You will be promoted to deputy general from today."

"You will be allowed to stay with the Major General from now on. You will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and can rest for ten days, but you have to wait until the sick person stabilizes."

Jiang Sheng knelt down and saluted, then took a few banknotes.

"Yes, I understand!"

Three days later, the symptoms of the soldiers who were infected with the plague gradually improved, the situation was very good, and the news naturally spread.

The Huns did not believe it at first and secretly sent spies to keep an eye on it. After confirming that the military camp was operating normally for several days and no dead bodies were carried out, they finally believed that the plague could really be cured.

Dagan court

After Emperor Gan received the memorial, there was a smile in his eyes. The prescription for curing the plague was thought up by the people of Da Gan. It was a great thing for him, as it meant that he had the upper hand in the peace talks.

Once the truce agreement is signed, he will no longer need the annoying Jiang family, and it will be up to him to kill or keep them.

He glanced at the eunuch beside him and said with a smile: "Jinzhong, read it to the ministers, and let them know the good news."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After a cup of tea, the memorial was finished.

After hearing this, the court officials murmured, "The plague... can actually be cured. God is truly blessing me with great achievements."

"Yes, the Huns are incurable. If they don't want more deaths, they must find a way to negotiate peace with Da Gan. The pacification of southern Xinjiang is just around the corner."

"Haha, this is a godsend."

The court officials thought for a moment, secretly observed the emperor's expression, and praised him in unison: "Your Majesty, this is a heaven-sent opportunity, a blessing from heaven."

"Your Majesty must be wise and powerful, otherwise why would Da Gan be the one to cure such a difficult-to-treat plague? Who on earth has such ability? I hope he can be summoned to the palace in the future."

"That's right, if the plague can be cured, there's no medicine we can't make."

Emperor Gan was moved when he heard this. Yes, plague is such a terrible thing. That person actually has such ability. Isn't he the best candidate to make the elixir of immortality?

The light in his eyes deepened, and he nodded, saying, "My dear ministers, you are right. Since this man has such ability, he should not be buried. Let's promote him to deputy general first."

"After we have negotiated peace with the Xiongnu and return to the capital, we will have him serve as the imperial physician."

The Prime Minister's eyes flickered, and he echoed in a low voice: "Yes, Your Majesty is wise."

The atmosphere in the court today was relaxed, completely free of the previous oppression. Before they knew it, it was time to end the court, and the court officials left one after another.

At the same time, an imperial edict was issued from the capital and headed towards southern Xinjiang.

*

Jiang Sheng returned to his busy life. If there was any difference from before, it would be that people would greet him all the time, which made him... quite uncomfortable.

Now that the plague has stabilized, he also wants to go to Guhuai Town to see how Yang Yi and the others are doing, as well as the real Mo Xiaotong. If he is willing, he can set him free.

But the premise is that the person cannot return to the barracks. Forget it, I decided not to let him go, so as to avoid any complications at this time.

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Jiang Sheng turned his head to look over.

Linchuan ran over with a stern face, and was about to salute awkwardly, but his arm was lifted up. When he met those clear eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"Ahem, I came to you to tell you that if you go to town, don't forget to bring some cakes for the chef. I want the ones from Zhang's. And please bring me a pot of Huadiao wine."

"I'll give you the money when I get back. If you don't want to, you can just help the chef bring cakes."

Jiang Sheng knew that he had a good heart, so he grinned and agreed readily: "Okay, brother's Huadiao wine and master's cakes, I remember them all."

"Even if you don't tell me, I will buy it."

Lin Chuan curled his lips and said unhappily, "You only know how to say nice things. The last time you came back, you didn't bring me any Huadiao wine."

...Do you really need to sabotage us like this?

"Well, there was a little accident last time, but it won't happen this time. Don't worry, brother. I'm going to the town first."

Jiang Sheng waved his hand, turned around, mounted his horse and left.

Linchuan waited until he was far away before returning to the tent.

A small courtyard in Guhuai Town.

Jiang Sheng knocked on the door and it was soon opened.

Yang Yi was a little surprised: "Sir, please come in!"

"Well, how's home?"

"Not bad, just a few days ago it was a bit chaotic, with people everywhere searching for people with the plague. Luckily no one in our yard got sick, otherwise it would be hard to explain."

Jiang Sheng's heart tightened when he heard this, and he looked at him after closing the door.

"That person..."

Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir, everything has been arranged. That person is still in the yard. I don't know where you have been during this period. You haven't come to town."

"Hey, it's a long story, let's talk about it in the house."

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A few gasps were heard. Seeing them stunned, Jiang Sheng stretched out his hand and waved, saying with a smile: "It's okay. Everything has settled down now."

"As the saying goes, wealth and honor come in danger. This time, it can be considered a blessing in disguise. From now on, I will not only be a military doctor, but also a deputy general with a military rank."

Yang kept looking at him intently and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that the plague prescription was actually developed by you, young master. It's really amazing. You saved so many people this time."

Jiang Sheng touched his nose and said modestly, "It's nothing, I just got a little luckier. By the way, where is that Mo Xiaotong?"

"The secret room was previously hidden in the cellar. Later, I was afraid it might not be safe, so I secretly dug a secret room. It's just the right place to put one person."

"That's good. I came to town this time just to see how you are. Another thing is to keep an eye on Mo Xiaotong."

"Don't let anyone show up until the dust settles."

"I understand, sir, don't worry."

After Jiang Sheng finished explaining the matter, he looked at Xianxian who was staring at him eagerly, with a gentle expression: "Xianxian, do you want to go out and see the lanterns? Young Master will take you out to see them tonight."

Xianxian met those gentle eyes and felt extremely shy. She waved her hands repeatedly, "No, that's not necessary. It's not good to let you spend too much money."

"It's okay. Come with me to get some medicine later. I'll try to treat your face and take you out for a walk in the evening."

"The Marshal has allowed me to take a day off, so I can stay in town for a while longer."

Qingshan's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Great, that's a good idea, sir. I haven't gone out for a walk in a long time."

"Sir, are you going to the gambling house or the brothel to have some drinks?"

Before he could finish his words, Xianxian slapped him on the forehead, causing him to cry out in pain: "What a rude woman! What are you doing? How can a man move his head?"

Xianxian snorted, her eyes widened, and she said fiercely, "If you dare to lead the young master astray, I will beat you to death. What kind of gambling house is that? It will ruin any good person."