Chapter 318 Returning like an arrow
Chapter 318 Returning like an arrow
Compared to the adult Wen Zhao, an ignorant baby is obviously easier to manipulate.
Besides, this baby is his own blood.
If he could restore his country one day, his life's hard work would be inherited by future generations.
I won't be making wedding dresses for others in vain.
Mr. Wen had made up his mind and was no longer so eager to rescue Wen Zhao.
However, in order to replace the Moon Clan's royal bloodline with his own bloodline, this matter still needs careful planning.
Fortunately, on this trip to Jinzhou, the people who followed him were all his most trusted confidants.
Only a few people knew that he had an affair with Yuzhu.
As long as it is planned properly, this can be accomplished!
Yun Fuling didn't care about the interactions between Xiao Jingyi and the Moon Clan rebels led by Mr. Wen. Except for being occasionally called by Xiao Jingyi to help draw portraits of rebels, she devoted all her heart to treating the people harmed by the golden ointment.
In Jinzhou City, the number of people poisoned by the golden paste was greater than they had expected, and the situation was more serious.
In fact, long before Xiao Jingyi and his team arrived in Jinzhou to investigate the golden paste case, some of the wealthy and powerful people in the city had already noticed that something was wrong with the golden paste.
However, once you get addicted to the golden paste, it becomes addictive, and few ordinary people have the determination to quit.
Therefore, even though they know that golden paste is harmful, many people will choose to continue using it in order to relieve the pain during attacks.
It was not until Xiao Jingyi issued a notice in the name of the government and sent yamen runners to preach from street to street, and Yun Fuling and a group of doctors from Ping An Hall treated patients who had taken the golden paste and helped them to quit their addiction to it, that some people gradually came to their senses and chose to go to Ping An Hall for treatment.
However, there are also some people who cannot resist the pain of addiction and the desire for golden paste and simply give up.
Even if the government searched out all the gold paste in the city, destroyed it in public, and explained the pros and cons, they would still find ways to get the gold paste for their own consumption.
Some people even hid their gold paste secretly when the government searched.
Xiao Jingyi hated the golden paste so much that the laws he set against it were extremely strict.
They even encourage people to report.
Once anyone is found to be hoarding or consuming the golden paste, the government will reward them handsomely if the report is verified.
However, if someone deliberately makes up stories to slander others, not only will he not receive any reward, but he will also be beaten with a stick.
As soon as this order was issued, some brave people reported that their neighbor had secretly hoarded the gold paste. After the government verified the facts, they not only confiscated the gold paste from the neighbor and put the person in jail, but also the reporter received a reward from the government.
Seeing that the government really gave money and was not just talking nonsense, other people also became interested.
A wave of reports blew, and many people in the city who had secretly hoarded gold paste were caught.
Xiao Jingyi was determined to make the golden paste disappear from the territory of Daqi so that the people of Daqi would no longer be harmed by it.
Xiao Jingyi and Yun Fuling worked together and took a two-pronged approach, with very significant results.
Most of the gold paste in the city was destroyed and there were no new users.
Those who have already consumed the golden paste were divided into three categories according to their symptoms: mild, moderate or severe after being examined by doctors such as Yun Fuling.
Patients with mild symptoms are the easiest to withdraw.
As long as one is determined and can endure the pain during the addiction attacks, and with the help of acupuncture and drug treatment, most people will be able to successfully quit their dependence on golden paste.
Patients with moderate symptoms have a more difficult time than those with mild symptoms.
But there is hope for recovery.
But the number of people who can survive is much smaller than those with mild symptoms.
After all, the pain experienced by patients with moderate symptoms during an attack is much greater than that experienced by patients with mild symptoms.
As for the seriously ill patients, most of them have drained their bodies due to sucking the golden paste.
At this point, almost no one can endure the pain of withdrawal, so many people are unwilling to quit, they just want the golden paste.
Even if I die from sucking the golden paste, I don't care.
For these people, death is more unbearable than the pain of not being able to suck the golden paste.
Moreover, because they had consumed too much golden paste, their bodies had long been exhausted and they didn't have much time left.
All Yun Fuling can do for these people is to try to alleviate their pain and make their lives as easy as possible in the remaining days.
As the sun rose and the moon set, and as time passed, the situation in Jinzhou City gradually improved and returned to normal.
That day, Yun Fuling finished seeing the last patient in Ping'an Hall. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Jingyi waiting outside the door.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she saw Xiao Jingyi smiling at her, signaling her to just mind her own business.
Yun Fuling's consultation for the day had ended. Seeing that there was nothing else to do in the clinic, she said something to Third Brother Hang and packed up her things before leaving.
"Why are you here today?" Yun Fuling walked up to Xiao Jingyi and asked, "Did something happen?"
"I went to inspect the garrison today, and on my way back I happened to pass by Ping An Hall, so I came to pick you up."
Xiao Jingyi paused and continued, "Speaking of things, I do have something to tell you, but it's not a big deal."
This time, without waiting for Yun Fuling to ask, he took the initiative to say, "My father sent someone to deliver a letter, praising you and me for doing a good job in Jinzhou, and also asked in the letter when we will return to Beijing?"
"In a few days, it will be Jing Mo's birthday. When you left Beijing, you promised to spend his birthday with him. He is counting the days until we return!"
"Besides, soon after Jing Mo's birthday, it will be New Year's Day. Father is looking forward to the family reunion for the New Year, and he told us not to stay away and delay our return to Beijing for the New Year!"
Xiao Jingyi had already written a memorial to report the situation in Jinzhou City to Jing**.
After reading it, Jing** was naturally furious and frightened.
Most of the officials in Jinzhou City were stained with golden paste, and even several generals in the garrison were not spared.
If Yun Fuling had not noticed it when she was in the capital, and Xiao Jingyi had not secretly investigated and reported it to him, I am afraid that in time, not only Jinzhou, but also more states and even officials in the capital would become slaves of the golden paste.
These people are controlled by the golden paste. Once a coup d'état occurs, I'm afraid the world will change hands.
Those remnants of the Moon Clan are truly insidious and vicious.
Whenever Jing** thought of it, cold sweat broke out on his back.
Fortunately, Yun Fuling and Xiao Jingyi noticed it early, followed the clues to find out the person behind it, and destroyed the production base of the golden paste.
Otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!
Now that the hidden danger has been eliminated, Jing** will naturally write a letter to praise Xiao Jingyi and Yun Fuling.
In addition to verbal praise, material rewards are naturally indispensable.
However, these rewards will have to wait until Xiao Jingyi and Yun Fuling return to Beijing.
When Yun Fuling heard Xiao Jingyi mention Jing Mo and his birthday, she couldn't help but feel homesick.
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