Chapter 243 He... is still alive?
There was silence in the Jin Mansion.
Jin Zhi slowly opened his eyes, and the familiar carved bed and quaint furniture came into view.
Is this...his room?
Is he still alive?
How is this possible?
Recalling the scene at that time, he clearly felt that he had reached the end of his life and his deadline was approaching.
Jin Zhi felt something heavy on his hand, and when he looked sideways, he found that it was his own servant.
The boy was sprawled on the side of the bed, his head resting on his hand, soundly asleep.
Jin Zhi felt that his hands had already gone numb, and he moved his fingers slightly.
"Master!" The servant woke up suddenly.
When he saw Jin Zhi waking up, he cried with joy, fell to his knees, and kowtowed, "That's great! That's great! Thank you all the gods for blessing me, the young master is alive!"
Jin Zhi opened his mouth, his throat was dry and his voice was hoarse, "What happened? Why am I not dead?"
"Someone sent some medicine, saying it was newly developed by the Imperial Hospital," the servant was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently, "I didn't expect it to be so effective! Master, I said you are a good person, God will definitely bless you and will never let anything happen to you!"
Jin Zhi felt that his physical condition was much better than before. He no longer coughed like he did yesterday. Although his throat was still a little itchy, he had regained some strength. "Help me up."
"Master, you have just recovered. You'd better not move around and lie down for a while to recuperate."
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"
The servant had no choice but to carefully help him up and let him sit up straight.
"Go find the person who delivered the medicine to me yesterday. I have something to ask him." Jin Zhi ordered.
"Yes, I'll go right away." The servant responded, ran a few steps in a hurry, and suddenly remembered something. He hurried back, picked up the teacup on the table, and carefully brought it to Jin Zhi's mouth, "Master, drink some water to moisten your throat first. You must be thirsty after sleeping all night."
After watching Jin Zhi finish drinking the water, the servant ran out in a hurry again.
Half an hour later, the person who delivered the medicine arrived.
"General, I'm so glad you're okay!" The soldier who came over was full of joy. "General, you don't know, the medicine that Concubine Zhao brought is simply amazing! After giving it to those sick people to drink yesterday, none of them died! Now those people who made trouble before have become obedient, and they are all lining up to get the medicine!"
Concubine Zhao?
"This medicine...was brought by Concubine Zhao?"
The soldier nodded hurriedly, "Yes, at first the prescription given by the Imperial Hospital was completely ineffective. Many people died on the first day. When the people saw that there was no hope, they rioted, turning Daxing Street into a mess, causing countless casualties. But as soon as Concubine Zhao's medicine arrived yesterday, the situation immediately changed, and no one died anymore!"
Jin Zhi never imagined that the medicine that saved his life came from Bai Wutong.
The image of Bai Wutong injured in the royal hunting ground appeared in his mind.
At that time, she was frail, but she exuded a tenacious spirit that refused to give up.
I have long known that she is no ordinary woman. In this case, it seems reasonable that she can do such an amazing thing.
"Report the latest situation outside. When I feel better, I will go to check it out myself. In addition, make sure all the brothers take their medicine first." Jin Zhi made arrangements in an orderly manner regardless of his health.
The rioting of the people showed that the soldiers in the city were also in a panic and their morale was low.
Only when all the soldiers take the medicine can they feel at ease and the stability of the capital can be guaranteed.
"We arranged for the brothers to take medicine yesterday. So far, no one has been infected with the disease." The soldier said this with a trace of sadness in his eyes. "It's a pity that the brothers before didn't have medicine at that time. They...didn't make it."
"The dead are gone, and now we must focus on the present. You must keep a close eye on the situation outside and never let the previous riots happen again. You just mentioned countless casualties, what exactly is going on?"
The soldier did not dare to slack off and told everything that happened yesterday.
Hearing that the people had lost control and rushed into Daxing Street, attacking anyone they saw, smashing, looting and robbing indiscriminately, Jin Zhi felt his blood boiling and he almost couldn't breathe.
"Who got into trouble?" Jin Zhi asked, suppressing his inner turmoil.
The soldiers said out their names one by one, all of whom were ministers in the court.
Jin Zhi never expected that in just one day, more than half of the ministers died in this riot!
He just felt cold all over, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
If I couldn't make it through, if Bai Wutong didn't take out the prescription, if the prescription was ineffective... the consequences would be unimaginable, and the capital would probably fall into an abyss from which there is no escape!
Fortunately, fortunately the prescription works!
Bai Wutong really made a great contribution this time!
"Send someone to the palace immediately to inform the emperor that I am fine now. At the same time, convey my sincere gratitude to Concubine Zhao for her life-saving medicine."
He will always remember this life-saving grace!
Half an hour later, after a short rest and regaining some strength, Jin Zhi put a piece of ginseng in his mouth, forced himself to be strong, and walked out of the Jin Mansion.
As soon as he went out, the scene before him shocked him. Everywhere was in a mess. The former prosperity was no longer there. The streets were full of ruins and chaos.
His house was located at the very end of Daxing Street. Strangely, the people did not do anything here.
Is it because he is a formidable military commander?
Or is it his daily achievements that make the people respect him?
Jin Zhi didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped on his horse and galloped towards the nearest pharmacy.
When we arrived at the pharmacy, we saw people queuing up to receive their medicine.
Several people were whispering and discussing in low voices.
"I told you that the Emperor would not abandon us, and you still went on to rob us. If he settles the score later, you'll be finished!"
"Humph, who would know it was me? There were so many people there yesterday, could the Emperor arrest them all?"
"That's right. Anyway, I just took some valuables, but I didn't kill anyone. They were the ones who killed people."
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Jin Zhi listened to the whispers of the crowd and looked in the direction of their gaze. He saw a few burly men standing in another row. They were obviously doing manual labor.
Judging from the bloody smell on them, Jin Zhi concluded that these people were the murderers in the riot.
Jin Zhi raised his hand and beckoned the soldiers beside him. With a cold and decisive tone, he ordered, "Take those people out and pin them to the ground."
Now that I have turned danger into safety, it is time to settle yesterday's old accounts!
If I hadn't fallen ill, Daxing Street wouldn't have suffered such a disaster.
Jin Zhi was filled with self-blame. He believed that the fault was his and he must make amends!
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