Chapter 42: Doesn’t your conscience hurt if you try to trick the little parrot? (Updated 2)
“Old man, if you don’t explain things to me today, I’m going to roast you!” Sang Yian threatened, holding the little parrot’s wings.
The little parrot said calmly, "You get old quickly when you get angry, so you'd better not get so angry."
Sang Yian smiled, "I've eaten roasted pigeons, but I've never eaten roasted parrots. Brush some honey, cumin powder, and chili powder on it, and it should taste good."
The little parrot shuddered and immediately explained, "It's not that serious. The gate of life is used for trading, and its essence is to leave a glimmer of hope for people."
"This is for good."
"But if the transaction brings misfortune to the other world and causes it to go downhill, such as from peace to war; from a peaceful and prosperous era to war and misery; then as the host of the gate of life, you will bear different levels of punishment according to the different degrees of disaster."
Sang Yian understood. To put it bluntly, it can only get better and better, not worse and worse.
"What are the punishments?" she asked.
The little parrot tried hard to recall what punishments its previous hosts had suffered.
"Bad luck, being struck by lightning, being weak, suffering from pain, shortened life, etc."
Sang Yian: "Shortened life?!"
She gritted her teeth, picked up its two small wings with both hands, and shouted angrily, "Didn't you say that if I cooperate with you, I will gain fame and fortune, be rich and famous, be surrounded by beauties, and reach the peak of my life?"
"How can there be such a thing as shortened life?"
Sang Yian was almost mad, this old man was so cunning!
God knows, she was worried that she would die suddenly from overtime work, so she quit her job and thought of opening a small supermarket to save her life.
How could she know that it is more dangerous than working overtime?
When the little parrot was placed on the table, it was dizzy. "Don't worry, I'm watching you. I won't let you sell anything you shouldn't sell. As long as you listen, there will be no problem."
Sang Yian's trust in it is zero now. "You should clean up and organize the shelves! Also, in view of your concealment this time, which almost caused irreversible consequences, you will be a vegetarian for the next month!"
The little parrot suddenly raised its head and leaned back in shock.
"No! How can I not eat meat?"
Sang Yian said firmly, "I'm informing you, not discussing with you."
The old man must be taught a lesson, otherwise, who knows if such a thing will happen again in the future!
The little parrot ran to her hand, spread its wings, grabbed her fingers, and said eagerly, "I can punish you! Look how tired you are today moving goods into the warehouse. I can help you tidy up the warehouse!" The
three-headed little man in Sang Yian's mind had already begun to cheer for joy, but she did not show it on the surface and was rather hesitant.
Seeing that there was a chance, the little parrot continued to persuade, "Look at your warehouse, it's 500 square meters, it's so big. It's too hard for you to move the goods by yourself. I can help you organize the warehouse, and you will have a lot less trouble."
"You said that if you punish me for not eating meat, you will at most save some money. If you punish me by organizing the warehouse, you will benefit a lot. It's such a simple account, don't you understand?"
Sang Yian glanced at it, "Since you like to work so much, then I will reluctantly agree to you. From now on, the warehouse organization will be handed over to you." "
Okay! Don't worry! No problem!"
Excited, crisp, and pleasant.
The little parrot flew around happily in the supermarket.
Sang Yian was already holding the stairs with one hand and walking towards the bedroom on the second floor. Looking at her shaking legs and trembling arms, she couldn't help but feel lucky that she had finally handed over the warehouse work.
From now on, she would just buy, buy, and buy. The seller would load the car, and she would drive the car into the warehouse. Laomen
would be in charge of unloading and sorting. Days like today when she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her arms would not happen again. Laomen, who was tricked, was happy to have kept his three meals a day, and didn't feel anything wrong.
It can only be said that there is always a mountain higher than the other.
——————Daliang————————
After Lu Zexu had sufficient logistical support, he immediately got busy.
Every morning, I would take a stroll in the side courtyard, visit Shen Hong, leave medicine for him, and then go out of the palace to the eldest prince's mansion to visit my new love.
But don't let him die.
Lu Ze'an's condition was more serious than Shen Hong's, but correspondingly, the effect was becoming more and more obvious. First, the high fever subsided, the abdominal pain stopped, and he was able to eat.
The situation improved so quickly that the director of the Imperial Hospital was so surprised that he almost cried with joy.
He knelt on the ground happily and shouted, "God bless Daliang! Daliang is saved!"
Since the medicine he prescribed could cure the eldest prince, he would definitely be able to cure other patients.
Lu Ze'an hesitated to speak, it's not the medicine you prescribed that is effective, it's the prince's medicine that is effective.
Lu Zexu on the side nodded and agreed sincerely, "What the director said is right, the director is indeed a great doctor."
"Since big brother's health has gradually improved, there is no need to keep so many doctors here. The camp outside the capital and the manor need more doctors."
At this point, the director led all the doctors to the camp outside the capital and the manor in the north of the city.
Lu Ze'an dismissed the people around him and asked, "Your Highness knew that the director's medicine was useless, why did you agree with him just now?"
Lu Zexu glanced at him, "If the director's medicine was really useless, big brother would have gone to hell before I could come to him for help."
Lu Ze'an thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.
"How much of this medicine does Your Highness have, and when are you going to use it to help the people?" He continued to ask.
Lu Zexu smiled slightly, "Brother, wait in the mansion."
The epidemic in Beijing is getting more and more serious.
There are new patients with the epidemic sent to the manor in the north of the city every day. Many doctors in Beijing are here, even the imperial doctors in the palace are busy here, but some doctors have also been infected.
For a while, the people in the manor were in panic, and everyone's mood was getting lower and lower, feeling that there was no hope.
The more desperate, the more afraid, and the more afraid, the more extreme it will be. Some people in the manor with slightly milder symptoms even tried to rush out.
Fortunately, there were local soldiers guarding around, who stopped the riot of these patients in time, so that the epidemic did not continue to spread.
But even so, the news spread, and the capital was in a state of panic, and people were uneasy.
People were sent in batches, and the epidemic became more and more serious.
In order to solve this problem, the court collected medicinal materials from all over the country, and issued an imperial edict to recruit good doctors. If they could cure the epidemic, they would be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold.
However, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst, and the epidemic situation in the capital is changing every day.
In this situation, there are two places that have attracted the attention of the people of the capital.
One is the eldest prince's mansion.
I don't know since when, the eldest prince's mansion has stopped carrying corpses out.
You know, the servants in the eldest prince's mansion died in batches before, and every night, they were carried out in batches.
Is it possible that everyone in the eldest prince's mansion is dead?
Before such speculation was formed, news came that the eldest prince had recovered!