"If I were to ask you, I would naturally ask the Imperial Hospital to assist. On the other hand, I would have to consult the Imperial Preceptor. This plague recurs every few years. It may not be caused by humans. What if it is related to the fate of the country? The Imperial Preceptor and Gu Yunni can always take care of this matter. They will definitely be able to solve it."
These words were so unreliable that even the reasons could not stand up. The emperor was shocked.
He used to think Du Changming was stupid, but now he felt that he lacked common sense.
The plague has been around for so many years, and any normal person knows that it is a disease transmitted from livestock. How can it be linked to the mystical arts?
The emperor even thought that Du Changming had become stupid and was thinking about Gu Yunni in everything.
Du Changming couldn't understand the emperor's expression and didn't understand what he meant. He looked anxious.
"Your Majesty, since you're silent, I'm sure you think what I said is right. Then why don't you call the Imperial Preceptor and Gu Yunni over? The plague is getting worse and worse. We need to deal with it quickly, so that we don't become unable to treat it."
From the looks of it, he seems to care a lot about the people, but if you open his heart, you will see that it is full of conspiracies and calculations.
Not only did he want Sheng Mingyu to fall into the abyss, he also didn't want him to get up again.
"You! Stupid! Hopeless! Get out!"
The emperor didn't want to waste any more time talking, pointed at Du Changming and drove him out.
Du Changming walked outside the palace and felt puzzled. Why did his father lose his temper? Didn't what he just analyzed make sense?
Although Sheng Mingyu has been busy outside Kyoto, he is always paying attention to the news from the palace.
The conversation between Du Changming and the emperor in the palace immediately reached his ears without missing a word.
"This prince is really funny. Even if he doesn't want Yun Ni and me to have a good life, he shouldn't come up with such a stupid idea. How can everything be linked to the mystical arts? Has someone eaten his brain? I think we should let the Imperial Master take a look at him."
He was not angry this time, he just thought Du Changming was really funny.
How could a person be so stupid? No wonder he was unfit to be an emperor. He stole his own destiny, so he should have returned it sooner rather than later.
The Imperial Master also received the news, but he just shook his head helplessly.
Anyone who is not fit to be the crown prince will make a fool of himself no matter what he does.
They are all royal children, so why are some so smart and others so stupid?
When Sheng Mingyu was thinking about how to deal with the prince, a roar came from the side, "Ah! Ghost! Your Highness, look, there is a ghost over there, save us!"
He frowned. Could it be really as Du Changming said?
He was somewhat suspicious whether it was Du Changming's work.
Sheng Mingyu sent his men over. "What's going on over there? Stop the people from making a commotion, or they'll alarm the people in Kyoto. If there's a problem, solve it immediately. If it can't be solved, report to His Majesty in the palace. Why make such a fuss?"
He was very worried that things would develop in the direction Du Changming said.
That would only make His Majesty change his mind about Du Changming, and might even involve Gu Yunni.
Not long after, the soldier came back and said tentatively, "Your Highness...some people over there said they saw a ghost. When I went over there, I also vaguely saw a figure. Why don't you call the Crown Prince's Consort..."
He had been observing Sheng Mingyu's expression.
It's not that he wanted to say that, but what the people said seemed to be true.
"The Imperial Physician just said that the patients we've treated recently, though they should be recovering well, are becoming increasingly pale. We can't find the cause of their illness, and I suspect it's related to that ghost thing..."
After the soldier said this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If something really goes wrong, they can't help but think of the ghost.
"Alright!" Sheng Mingyu was in an irritable mood and waved his hands at the people around him. "What nonsense are you talking about? If this gets out, you know that your life won't be enough to replace this rumor! Don't worry about anything else, just go down!"
He didn't want to get Gu Yunni involved easily. If he could hold on, he wouldn't say a word.
The soldier couldn't help but shook his head. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really too obsessed with love.
In fact, can't we just invite the Crown Prince's Consort or the Imperial Preceptor to come and solve the problem in one word? Why let these people suffer?
Things dragged on day by day, and in the end, even the imperial physician could not bear it any longer.
How could His Royal Highness become so unreliable? He used to solve any problems immediately, but now he keeps putting them off.
The imperial physician couldn't stand it any longer and rushed to Sheng Mingyu. "Your Highness, it's not that I'm unreasonable, I just can't stand it any longer. Look at those patients. They're vomiting and having diarrhea not long after they were cured. They clearly no longer have the symptoms of the plague. How do you think we should solve this problem?"
This is the head of the Imperial Medical Service, so Sheng Mingyu had to give him some face.
He pondered, without refuting or speaking.
The imperial physician knew that his attitude was too cold and harsh, so he finally changed his tone to one of negotiation.
"Although we shouldn't believe in those stories about ghosts and gods, since His Majesty has already appointed a national preceptor, it means he doesn't mind these things. Why don't you invite the preceptor to take a look? We can't let the refugees worry all day long. They might even riot."
He felt that what he said made a lot of sense.
Regardless of whether there are ghosts or not, just letting people come and take a look can make people feel a little more at ease.
If there is a ghost, solve it. It would be best if there is no ghost, so that you can start from other places.
This time, Sheng Mingyu didn't hesitate any longer and agreed. "I understand what you mean. I will go back to the palace and tell His Majesty to invite the Imperial Preceptor as soon as possible. I also ask the head of the hospital to take good care of the patients in the tents and not let them run around."
He cares about Gu Yunni, but he also has to make sure the people live well.
Every time the emperor saw Sheng Mingyu, he had a bad feeling because he was now in charge of the plague.
Whenever you see him, it means something bad is going to happen.
"What happened outside the city? Why did you end up in the palace again? Tell me what's going on!"
Although the emperor appears calm now, only he knows how nervous he is inside.
"Your Majesty... the people outside the city would like to invite the Imperial Master over. Please grant me permission, Your Majesty."
Sheng Mingyu felt a little embarrassed when he said this.
Could it really be related to ghosts? No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem right. Sheng Mingyu was worried that His Majesty would suspect him of being ill.
Sure enough, the emperor looked confused.
It’s normal for Sheng Mingyu to ask for anything, but why does he ask for help from the Imperial Master?
"Isn't he treating the epidemic? How could the Imperial Master have helped? The Imperial Master has this ability, why didn't I know about it?"
Seeing the confusion in the emperor's eyes, Sheng Mingyu explained, "Your Majesty! I'm not joking with you. I really want to ask you to send someone over. The situation is this..."
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