Military Marriage: Boss, my sister-in-law got beaten up again

Chapter 991 Plague

She felt a little guilty when she said this.

Once a person decays, it is easy for him to become a breeding ground for plague.

Now, not only Qi is facing a food crisis, but several surrounding countries are also facing the same dilemma.

The border is not peaceful now. Countless soldiers have been killed or injured in the fight for food.

Si Chen fell into deep thought.

She is a princess. Although she likes to play, she has been influenced by the royal family since she was a child, and her mind is much more flexible than that of ordinary people.

She stood up and looked at Gu Yao: "This is the capital, it shouldn't be that serious, right? If something happens in the capital, then other cities outside will be even more chaotic. Is there such a situation?"

"In the summer, I came from the east. The road was relatively peaceful. At that time, many people still had enough food. But now many people have gone to the capital, and many people have died outside. It's hard to say now. When I was at home, I had already started to instruct my subordinates to disinfect every corner of the house, whether they were entering or leaving."

Gu Yao said one by one.

"Disinfection and sterilization?" Si Chen was confused. What the hell was this?

"Well, let me put it this way. The plague is something that cannot be seen or touched, just like the flu, which is easy to spread through the air through saliva from an accidental sneeze, or through face-to-face conversation. The air is dirty and cannot be seen by the naked eye. By mixing my potion in advance or spraying it with alcohol in every corner and on objects that can be touched, I can kill those dirty things with the potion in advance. This way, there is no need to worry about the risk of contracting the plague."

Gu Yao explained.

"Sister, you are my biological sister. Can you give some of your potion to our palace? The palace will pay for it." Si Chen knew that this must be a family heirloom from her sister's family. She naturally didn't ask for the formula, otherwise she would be a robber.

"This costs money, and I don't have any extra. But I want to hand over this formula, so that more people can be prevented from dying." Gu Yao pointed upwards, then took out a small folded envelope from her sleeve and handed it to Si Chen.

She felt that Si Chen was a good person. Although he was a bit noisy, he had never used his status to bully her.

She was willing to trust Si Chen.

Si Chen's pupils shrank: "Is this a prescription for preventing the plague?"

"Yes, this is a precaution. There are too many people outside the city and I'm worried." Gu Yao handed the prescription to Si Chen.

Si Chen wasn't being polite either.

"Can I take a look at this prescription?" Si Chen was curious. It was about to be handed over to the emperor's uncle, so it would be okay for her to take a look at it in advance.

"Of course. The palace needs to do disinfection and sterilization work, but we have to find the medicinal materials ourselves. I don't have much. The palace is so big, I don't have so much money to give!" Gu Yao laughed.

Si Chen's eyes were full of smiles: "Sister Yao, hand in this recipe, and you will be the first to receive the credit."

Si Chen was not being pretentious: "Sister, you stay in the mansion first, you can go around freely, I will go to the palace first."

This was serious business, going to the palace to deliver something to the emperor, and the guards did not stop him.

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In the palace, the emperor was in poor spirits and his sleep quality was very poor during this period.

He scolded a group of ministers in the morning court.

The victims have arrived outside the city, but the landlords have no surplus food. What can they do? They have no solution.

Everyone in the government offices was tightening their belts and they didn't have enough food.

The lucrative position did not have much impact on their families. Some honest officials had already sent away the few remaining servants.

Their own families cook and clean the house.

They can't afford to have servants at home and have to feed a few more mouths to feed.

After the emperor scolded someone in the court, he discussed disaster relief methods with several officials in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, the only thing that can stabilize the situation now is food. There is not much food left in our treasury, and the soldiers on the border have no food to eat. What do you think we should do?" The Minister of Revenue said with a headache.

The whole country is in such a mess now, and there are food problems in the local area, so he is also responsible.

Now we are focusing all our efforts on disaster relief. The Emperor will deal with these people after the disaster victims are settled.

"It's not that there is a lack of food now. There are many casualties outside. I suggest that these dead bodies be dealt with as soon as possible, and either buried deep or burned. Otherwise, something big will happen." The old prince Sima looked at the emperor.

The Grand Marshal is in charge of the management and deployment of troops throughout the world. He is old and has experienced a lot.

Recently, people below reported that many people died in other places.

"Someone at the border reported that there was a plague in a small town on the border. The city gates have been closed to prevent the spread. What do you think?"

The emperor opened his mouth and looked at the people standing below.

"Plague?" Everyone's face changed.

Once you are infected with the plague, you will die.

The city gates have been closed, which means that all the people in the city will die together!

"Yes, plague." The emperor's eyes were red as he looked at the ministers below.

Even the old prince Sima was no longer calm.

"Your Majesty, we must quickly ask the imperial physician to find a solution! This plague must be brought under control. If it spreads, not only will the city be destroyed, but all people in the world will be in danger." The old prince, the Grand Marshal, looked at the emperor.

The Grand Marshal is still alive, and doesn't want to see the country destroyed.

If the common people are gone, their royal family will be completely gone, and the country will be gone too!

As the Grand Marshal, he is so embarrassed that he doesn't even have the face to meet his ancestors.

"Let's call the director of the Imperial Hospital to discuss the matter together. Nothing is more important than the plague. Also call those prestigious people in the Imperial Hospital to come and discuss the matter together." The Grand Marshal looked at the Emperor anxiously.

"I have arranged for someone to deliver it. This letter was just received. Let you all work together to find a solution for me." The emperor's hair has been becoming increasingly thinner recently.

The imperial physician heard the eunuch say that the emperor was calling them.

I thought the emperor was exhausted.

The group hurried to the imperial study.

I saw all the ministers, the prime minister, and the grand marshal were all there, and the emperor was even sitting up there. What was going on?

Didn’t you see anyone fall?

As long as nothing happens to the emperor, nothing will happen. Those people in the Imperial Hospital will not easily lose their heads.

A group of imperial doctors paid their respects to the emperor.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Zhao Yuanzheng, come and take a look."

Zhao Yuanzheng walked up to it, carefully picked up the memorial that the emperor pushed over to him, and held it up with both hands to examine it.

After seeing the contents inside, Zhao Yuanzheng felt bad all over.