The King of Qin was wearing a black four-clawed dragon robe and a jade hair crown on his head. He had a handsome face and a body as straight as a pine tree.
At this moment, the emperor had just announced the end of the court session, and all the civil and military officials had not yet left.
Those who were close to him gathered in groups of three or four to chat. The Prince of Qin was also not idle, chatting with a sixth-rank official, when suddenly a eunuch came to report:
"King Qin, the emperor has summoned you. Please come with us."
The eunuch with shifty eyes smiled and respectfully gestured for invitation.
The Prince of Qin was surprised for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and followed the eunuch to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.
The emperor had just vented his anger and was sitting on the dragon throne, breathing heavily and up and down.
Below, two young palace maids were methodically picking up the memorials that had fallen to the ground.
The Prince of Qin did not even look at the memorial on the ground. He walked slowly to the emperor, three meters away, and knelt down:
"I pay my respects to my father."
"Get up." Emperor Shengyuan pinched his brows, and the two palace maids serving beside him immediately stepped forward to massage his shoulders.
While enjoying the massage on his shoulders, he said in a deep voice: "This time the Demon Cult openly killed a prince, next time they will dare to come to the capital to kill me, the emperor."
Prince Qin was terrified and said, "Even if those lowly people had a hundred courages, they would not dare to assassinate my father. Your domineering power intimidates the world."
"Hehe..." Emperor Shengyuan sneered, "If they really wanted to shock the world, how could they dare to openly assassinate a prince?
Qin Wang, I like you the most and trust you the most among all my children.
From now on, you will lead 5,000 elite soldiers to destroy the Demon Sect, and then go to Yucheng to supervise the imperial physician in developing an antidote for the epidemic."
When the King of Qin heard this, three thick black lines slid down his forehead...
He knew the combat effectiveness of the elite soldiers in the capital. They were a bunch of good-for-nothings, and the officers even had beer bellies from drinking so much.
The King of Qin leads a bunch of people like this to destroy a top sect?
I'm afraid all of them will never come back...
Looking at the emperor who seemed to be immersed in his own world and began to enjoy the palace maid feeding him grapes.
The King of Qin lowered his head, curled the corners of his mouth downward, and said with a folded hand:
"I accept your order."
"Okay, back off."
Before the Prince of Qin stepped out of the gate of the Yangxin Palace, he heard the sweet laughter of the palace maids coming from inside the Yangxin Palace:
"Your Majesty is coming~~"
Qin Wang: "......"
Does Qi State really have a future in the hands of such people?
He secretly clenched his hands hanging at his sides, and looked up at the dazzling midday sun, which made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
If you want to save the country, you must destroy the tyrant...
He withdrew his gaze, followed the eunuch's instructions calmly, and slowly walked out of the outer perimeter of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
***
On the second day after the epidemic in Kimura, the sick people chose not to contact people for safety reasons and just waited three days to see if it was really gone.
This was not a decision made by the villagers, but by Shang Shuyao himself.
Avoid the virus from playing tricks on her and temporarily lurking, just to pop out and scare her at the critical moment. That would be troublesome...
Three days later, the cured villagers showed no signs of relapse.
It was not until this moment that Shang Shuyao dared to be sure that the prescription he had researched could really cure this epidemic.
The village resumed normal operations, but Yucheng was not so lucky.
The imperial physician who came to research the antidote didn't dare to get close at all and could only stare at the patient from a distance. How could he cure the disease?
The imperial physician kept adjusting the antidote based on previous experience, but without exception, it was ineffective.
In the capital, the elite troops led by King Qin have been on the march for two days.
The elite soldiers rested along the way. From time to time, the officers and soldiers said they were too tired and should be considerate of the young soldiers and decided to stop and rest.
During the rest time, the officers and soldiers took the opportunity to drink and eat meat.
The King of Qin watched those people's ridiculous behavior in silence and did not stop them.
He understood from the beginning that it would be a fantasy to want to wipe out the Demon Cult with such a small number of people, and he himself knew nothing about medicine, so it would be of no help even if he went to Yucheng.
Therefore, for this trip, the King of Qin had no other choice but to let things develop.
***
Recently, Shang Shuyao has been thinking about whether to give the antidote prescription to the mayor and county magistrate of Yucheng.
But if she did so, she would inevitably be exposed to the public. She just wanted to live a low-key life, and there would be no benefit in exposing herself to officials.
After some consideration, she decided to give the prescription away secretly.
Chu Qi learned of her idea and took the initiative to bring the matter up.
That night, Chu Qi wore night clothes, silently recited the mantra of refining the mind and breaking the spell, hid his body, found the temporary room where the imperial physician was, and threw the prescription in.
Imperial Physician Jiang Jinzhong was studying ancient medical books in front of a kerosene lamp when he suddenly felt something hit him on the top of his head.
"Ouch."
Doctor Jiang was startled and screamed, and quickly stepped back a dozen feet before turning around to see what had hit him on the head.
It was a paper ball.
Doctor Jiang raised his head and looked at the roof in doubt and wonder, only to see a man with his face covered.
"Ouch!" Doctor Jiang was caught off guard and was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground.
The man stretched out his bandaged hand and pointed at the ball of paper on the ground with his slender fingertips, motioning the doctor to open it.
Doctor Jiang was confused and didn't know what the man wanted to do, but since this man could break through the heavy patrol of the guards and come to his roof, he could definitely harm him.
Knowing that there was no escape, Imperial Doctor Jiang, with a look of indignation and fearlessness, picked up the ball of paper with trembling hands and opened it.
When the note was unfolded, it read: Prescription for epidemic disease.
Below are rows of strange and bizarre medicines. Although they are rare, they are not difficult to collect.
"Huh?" Imperial Doctor Jiang was shocked and wanted to ask for clarification, but he saw the figure above flying away.
"Prescription..." Doctor Jiang murmured, and returned to the kerosene lamp to study it carefully. The more he studied, the brighter his eyes became. He felt that the drug considerations above seemed to really correspond to the situation of this epidemic.
It was late at night, but Doctor Jiang did not feel sleepy at all. He excitedly copied down a copy of the prescription.
Then the original copy was carefully locked away.
He took the copied copy out and told someone else to prepare the medicine according to the prescription.
Apart from anything else, although Imperial Doctor Jiang’s medical skills could not find an antidote to the epidemic, his spirit was very sincere.
This late-night preparation of medicine was not the first or second time. The medicine boy did not dare to delay and found all the herbs that Doctor Jiang needed within an hour.
According to the prescription, Imperial Doctor Jiang ordered others to grind the medicine that needed to be ground into powder and dehydrate the medicine that needed to be dehydrated. In short, all the attendants and medicine boys were under his command.
At midnight, a bucket of thick medicinal soup was stuffed into the city gate by soldiers with their faces covered and their eyes bandaged with sterilized gauze.
"Wake up and take your medicine!" the soldier shouted to remind the patient inside.
After saying this, the soldier quickly retreated far away.
Inside Chengmen, there are some healthy people.
Luckily they were not infected by the virus and were responsible for guarding the city gates and getting medicines developed outside for the patients to drink at any time.
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