The penicillin recipe originated from a recipe Zhao Huan's eccentric grandfather used to give pigs injections when he was a child. Zhao Huan grew up in a remote mountain area, where even penicillin was scarce, so his grandfather made his own medicine to treat the family's pigs.
God knows whether it was Doctor Guo’s herbal medicine that worked, or whether it was just a lucky coincidence for Zhao Huan, the half-baked veterinarian, but Nangong Lian’er’s illness was miraculously cured.
"Brother Zhao, how do you know this effective remedy?" asked Nangong Lian'er.
Zhao Huan certainly couldn't tell him that this was his grandfather's folk remedy for treating pigs, so he said, "Well, this was taught to me by the old man Sai Hua Tuo. I looked up the information and knew that this famine was bound to be accompanied by a plague, so before I came here, I asked Sai Hua Tuo to prescribe this prescription."
Nangong Lian'er was overjoyed: "Then let's promote this recipe in Langya County. It will definitely help those disaster victims recover."
Zhao Huan was startled. He couldn't experiment with this anymore. "No need for that. Doctor Guo said the plague in Langya County has been basically brought under control. As long as we maintain hygiene and isolate patients to prevent the spread of the disease, there will be no problem. I have ordered that all streets in the county be disinfected with quicklime, especially in areas where the epidemic has occurred. We must pay extra attention to this. Those who died from the plague will be buried deep in the pits, and the pits will be filled with quicklime."
Fortunately, the epidemic was not very serious, and the heavy rain had alleviated the situation considerably. As Zhao Huan had said, the epidemic in Langya County was basically under control.
The county government, Zhao Huan, the dog emperor, has now become the magistrate of Langya County, and the government office is basically full.
Wu Ge opened a porridge stall in Haizhou, and it was overwhelmed by disaster victims on the first day. He hadn't expected so many people to flock in, and he soon discovered a problem: some people had received porridge, but a short while later they would come back to claim it.
Wu Geming ordered the people around him: "Follow these two people and see where they go with the porridge."
The two guards bowed in agreement. Wu Ge had already seen clearly. Two guys, one tall and one thin, had come for their third porridge. There was definitely something fishy about them. And it wasn't just these two; some had come four or five times already.
The tall, thin men didn't look like disaster victims at first glance. Although their clothes were ragged, they didn't have the same shabby look or hunger for food that disaster victims often have. When they gave him porridge, they didn't show any extreme desire for food.
The tall and thin duo walked into a small alley one after the other, then looked back to see that there was no one behind them, and quietly poured the porridge in the bowl into the garbage dump next to them. Then, the two of them walked out of the alley again with their bowls in their hands and headed towards the porridge stall.
"General, these two people did not eat the porridge they brought with them. Instead, they turned around the alley and dumped the porridge into the garbage dump. Then they came here with bowls to ask for porridge." A guard came to report.
Another guard asked in confusion: "General, what do they mean by this? Why don't they drink the porridge and throw it away? Aren't they hungry?"
Wu Ge sneered, "Can't you see? Someone doesn't want us to distribute porridge, and even less does they want us to interfere in Haizhou's affairs. You two, take the guards with you and keep a close eye on these disaster victims. Follow anyone acting suspiciously. If you find anyone throwing away the porridge, arrest them immediately!"
"Yes, sir!" The two guards took the order and left.
Wu Ge's eyes flashed with brilliance: "This general wants to see what tricks you guys are up to!"
The tall and thin duo arrived at the porridge stall and lined up again, looking around absentmindedly. The tall one simply hugged the large flower bowl in his arms, while the thin one looked around like a monkey, scratching and scratching as if he had lice.
Two guards walked over and patted the two on the shoulders: "Come with us!"
The two of them were surprisingly confident. The tall one argued, "Why are you looking for us? We're here to get some porridge."
The guard smiled and said, "I know. My general just wants to ask you a question."
The thin man struggled: "We have to go back to bring porridge to my mother. We don't have time to go with you. You can find someone else."
The guard grabbed him with his palm-leaf fan-like hand and said, "Forget it, come with us to see the general!"
The thin man was grabbed by the tall and strong guard. He couldn't move at all and was brought to Wu Ge obediently.
The tall and thin man then discovered that more than a dozen people around General Wu Ge had been captured, several of whom were people they knew.
Wu Ge sat on a chair, looking at these people with a smile: "Tell me, who sent you here!"
Han Tiexin, the prefect of Haizhou, and Liu Yu, the grain transport envoy, were discussing the distribution of disaster relief grain at the prefectural government office. Both men had heavy expressions, indicating they had encountered considerable trouble.
Han Tiexin asked cautiously, "Lord Liu, we must quickly find a way to fill the 40,000 dan of grain shortage. Otherwise, if Wu Ge finds out and reports us to the capital, we'll be in big trouble."
Liu Yu drummed his fingers on the table, but remained silent. Su Yuanzhong, Liu Yu's deputy, said, "What are you afraid of? If that happens, the worst that can happen is that everyone will die. Wu Ge will never leave Haizhou alive!"
Liu Yu said coldly: "What nonsense!" Su Yuanzhong was so frightened that he quickly shut up.
Liu Yu knew about killing Wu Ge. Wu Ge was a favorite of the emperor. If Wu Ge died, no official in Haizhou City would be able to escape. This risky move must not be taken unless it was absolutely necessary.
Han Tiexin's chief clerk, Sun Chenggong, said, "Master Han, Master Liu, I have a plan. I wonder if it will work?"
Sun Chenggong was Han Tiexin's chief clerk and was known for his wisdom and strategy. Han Tiexin was delighted when he heard what he said: "Oh, Master Sun, if you have any brilliant ideas, why not write them down and tell us about them?"
Sun Chenggong bowed and said, "Master Liu, we can use other things to impersonate him."
Liu Yu's eyes lit up. He was a smart man. "You mean?"
Sun Chenggong nodded. "That's right. We can use sacks to fill them with rice husks or other things and put them in the warehouse. Then Wu Ge won't be able to check them one by one. The distribution of disaster relief grain is not under the jurisdiction of Wu Ge. It is my Lord Han who has the final say. Who knows how much we will distribute? When the warehouse is full of grain, not only Wu Ge, but even the emperor will not be able to do anything to us."
Liu Yu slammed the table and stood up. "This is a brilliant plan! Master Sun, I didn't realize it. You are quite talented. The Japanese official will surely speak well of you to the prince."
Sun Chenggong was overjoyed and knelt down hurriedly, saying, "Thank you very much, Lord Liu, for your support. I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"
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