Chapter 220 Sacrificing the minority for the sake of the majority, right?



at this time.

county seat.

Lu Chao looked at a servant below with a gloomy expression.

"Are you saying that the magistrate already knows what the Gu family has been doing?"

"Yes, sir, it was someone from the Chu family who came to inform you."

Lu Chao was about to call for his advisor when he realized that his advisor had gone home.

It seems... we need to think of a solution.

Who could have known this plague would be so severe!

The Chu family is truly despicable.

Unbeknownst to them, they secretly transported about a hundred people into the city, some women and some boys.

Tsk!

A moment later.

Lu Chao found Magistrate Su, looking worried: "Sir, there is a plague both outside and inside the city."

You should come up with a solution as soon as possible, as this plague seems to be highly contagious.

"What did the doctor say there?"

Magistrate Su looked at him with a complicated expression.

The doctor stood to one side, his face filled with apprehension: "I brewed a decoction of Coptis chinensis, Forsythia suspensa, and Isatis indigotica, but the effect wasn't very good..."

Moreover, I also found that the more seriously ill a person becomes, the more infectious they are!

There's coughing everywhere outside right now.

I am very worried that, although the temperature is not as hot as in the height of summer, a virulent epidemic is still brewing.

Magistrate Su pondered for a moment and said, "Speak plainly."

The doctor stammered, "For those patients who truly cannot be cured, let them be buried in the ground..."

Lu Chao rebuked, "What nonsense are you spouting? These are all good people of our dynasty. By what right do you have the right to decide their life or death with just a word?!"

Lu Chao lowered his head and pursed his lips. "Fine, I'd like to see who gets killed by the refugees first!"

Cough a few times!

"I've also caught a cold... I don't know if it's the plague, cough cough cough!"

The doctors exchanged glances, then quietly left after looking at Su Yong, who remained silent throughout.

Everyone... knows that was practically burying someone alive!

What is meant by a seriously ill migrant?

It's obvious that it can't be cured.

Refugees are people too.

To put it bluntly...

If all the refugees were buried alive, there would be no way to verify their deaths. If the higher-ups came to investigate, they could just say that the officials were incompetent and there was no cure.

But what if someone still survives?

In the future, those who survived will tell the imperial envoy this!

You! Su Yong is an executioner, scum, burying the people alive.

Why!

Master Li calmly shook his head and said, "Master, Lu Chao is a cunning and scheming man; he's pushing you to make a choice!"

“Just carry out disaster relief step by step... There’s no need to risk everything. Those refugees aren’t the people of Lushang County.”

Moreover, coming from the southern prefecture is a long journey, and all the kind and innocent people have died!

There are no good people here.

Those who survived, the students are certain, were not good people!

A long silence followed.

Su Yong stood up and shook his neck and aching spine.

"I have been a diligent official for almost five years!"

Five years is enough for a child to mature!

Five years is enough for an official to fall from grace!

That would be enough to kill an elderly patient.

sometimes.

I even wondered, what is the purpose of my studying?

Is it really just about making money, or is it truly about the words of a so-called sage, a promise to save the people?

hehe.

wrong!

Neither of those are correct!

It's for the sake of conscience!

It's for that tiny bit of conscience that might save someone!

We have no choice but to sacrifice a minority for the benefit of the majority!

"Master, among these refugees, are you saying there isn't a single good person among them?"

Master Li shook his head.

Further discussion is pointless!

The county magistrate is so stubborn!

"Sir, do you really think anyone would care about a few good people like this?"

Su Yong shook his head.

With heavy steps, he led the yamen runners to the outskirts of the refugee city.

Lu Chao sought an excuse.

Standing at a distance, secretly pondering this person's thoughts.

A doctor stood behind him, bent over.

"Doctor, do you think the master might really intend to bury the person?"

"That depends on you."

Is the plague medicine really that serious, the kind that can't be cured?

The doctor said helplessly, "Sir, it's not that I'm incompetent, but throughout history, this kind of plague has always been a matter of who has the strongest will survive. Those medicines are just to help the patient's body and alleviate the symptoms."

Moreover, the stronger one's body and the more meat one eats on a regular basis, the better one can resist the invasion of plague..."

Lu Chao smiled and said, "Now I can rest assured."

Suddenly, a servant rushed over in a hurry.

"Sir, the young master has a very high fever."

Lu Chao reached out to take off his mask, but quickly put it back on.

"Didn't I tell him that he was staying at home, so how could he have contracted the plague?"

Servant: "Young Master went out several times!"

"You bastard!"

He was eager to see Su Yong's decision and even began to mentally prepare a draft.

For example: Your subject, Lu Chao, is guilty.

There was absolutely no way to stop it. The magistrate was acting insanely. This man is cunning, ruthless, decisive, and has buried and slaughtered refugees alive. I believe he is heartless and has the ambition of a wolf!

He is truly a disgrace to his country.

He is completely unfit to be an official.

Just to prevent the spread of the plague, they massacred refugees who were still infected with the disease. Weren't these people also good citizens of our dynasty?

This despicable scoundrel is undermining the foundation of our dynasty.

Your Majesty, I humbly request that this man be stripped of his official rank and made unfit to serve as an official…

Hehehe.

...

In the distance, Su Yong watched the refugees lying on the ground, groaning and moaning.

Coughing could be heard everywhere.

Vomit and excrement were everywhere.

There is also a small group of relatively healthy refugees waiting for the medicinal soup!

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