Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Moo-moo-"

Next door to the dormitory, two sick cows mooed uncomfortably and kicked their hooves on the ground. Compared with Yan Xiaoming's well-controlled disease, the cows were obviously much more serious, with tits hanging from their abdomens. There are obviously many blisters on the skin. After a day or two, they will turn into pustules, and their body temperature will continue to rise. At this time, Ling Jingxuan can extract cowpox. Something, I will definitely give you a good time."

Ling Jingxuan, who had accompanied them for several days and nights, reached out to touch one of the cows, bent over and carefully checked the condition of their bodies, and he was a little relieved after confirming that it had developed in the direction he expected.

"Squeeze.

"Who?"

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, Ling Jingxuan frowned impatiently, and after several days, he was in a state of extreme restlessness, and any disturbance was annoying to him.

"Princess, subordinate Yan Er."

There are not only palace servants, no shadow guards in this room, even Yan Er is not allowed to enter. Hearing his voice, Ling Jingxuan turned around and washed his face, calmed down a bit before going out.

"What's up?"

Entering another specially opened room, Ling Jingxuan leaned directly on the main seat and closed his eyes tiredly. Compared with Zhao Shan and the others, his work required a high degree of concentration. The fatigue is basically several times that of other people, and after a few days without a good sleep, the whole person is even more powerless.

"The lord asked his subordinates to tell the princess, the rumors have already started to spread."

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan's slightly squinted eyes were slightly opened, and blood thirsty burst out. It was only three days, and he couldn't bear it anymore...

"Let Sheng Rui stay still, and when the ministers are restless, send someone to the palace to send a letter to Xue Wuyang, telling him that I need time and he knows what to do."

"Yes"

Although he didn't understand what he meant, Yan Er still bowed to answer. Before leaving, he raised his head again and said, "Your Highness, please take good care of yourself."

"Um."

If there seems to be no nod, Yan Er knew that he needed to rest, so he turned around and retreated without saying anything. After he was alone in the room, Ling Jingxuan opened his eyes suddenly. The blood is undisguised, so they can be sure that someone did deliberately let Xiaoqi get smallpox. Next, when he cures Xiaoqi...

Chapter 417 The ministers remonstrated, Jingxuan fell ill

"Have you heard? The seventh prince was not sick, but contracted the plague. On the first day of the lunar new year, Princess Cheng went to the palace for treatment in person, and has not come back yet."

"Stop joking, who is the seventh prince, and how could he have contracted the plague? Even if he does, Prince Cheng's medical skills are so good, he will definitely be able to cure him."

"You don't know this, right? It is said that the seventh prince is likely to be infected with smallpox. Tell me, can this plague of smallpox be cured... No matter how good Princess Sheng's medical skills are, she can't be more powerful than God. You all forgot about Liang Cheng's destruction of Tianhua City? I think, I'm afraid that this time, even Princess Sheng won't be able to do it."

"No, is it really smallpox? If it doesn't spread out, then..."

"smallpox.

In the past few days, such discussions can be heard in all corners of the capital. The common people often discuss in groups of three or five that the seventh prince is seriously ill. At first, they just said that he was infected with the plague. The common people were out of love for the queen. He believed that even if the seventh prince was infected with the plague, Prince Sheng would be able to cure him, but as time passed, the government did not issue any official documents, and at this time it was revealed that the seventh prince had been infected. The plague was the smallpox that killed all the people in Xialiang City a few years ago. Everyone couldn't help but feel restless. Because the chūn was approaching, many students who were taking the exams gathered in the capital one after another. Can give the people a generation.

This is too strange, and the ministers with a little brain know that this is probably a series of conspiracies designed by someone against the queen and the seventh prince. If the disease is really smallpox, not only will the Seventh Prince die, but even the Queen and Prince Sheng who committed the crime of deceiving the king by concealing this incident without authorization will also be convicted. .

"Your Majesty, now that people's grievances are all over the place, Your Majesty can no longer sit back and ignore it. The seventh prince has been seriously ill for nearly ten days. If it was chickenpox, it should have been cured long ago. Why is the Fuqing Palace still surrounded by water?"

"The voice of the people is unavoidable, Your Majesty, the old minister is admonishing him. I hope Your Majesty will put the people first."

"I hope Your Majesty puts the people first."

Outside the imperial study, the group of ministers knelt on the ground in a dense manner, and the leading officials even burst into tears. After shouting in unison, a group of people collectively kowtowed to the imperial study. Although the guards outside were Unmoving as a mountain, I was still shocked to see such a rare scene, and in the imperial study, Yan Shengzhi sat on the dragon chair with a dark face, and all the documents piled high by his hand were all blocked by him these days. The memorials of the ministers, without exception, were all requests for him to investigate the real cause of the seventh prince.

"bump"

"Zhang Dezi, go and announce Lao Jiu to me."

Hearing the voices outside, Yan Shengzhi angrily swept the pile of documents of the dragon case to the ground. His angry eyes were almost burning with substantive sparks, including resentment against the ministers and resentment towards the Fuqing Palace. He is not stupid. Today is the tenth day of Xiaoqi's illness. Not only did Fuqing Palace not relax at all

On the contrary, he became more nervous and solemn. He didn't believe that Xiaoqi was really just suffering from chickenpox. On the other hand, he also knew that when Xiaoqi's condition was spread, someone must have done it on purpose, regardless of whether Xiaoqi was a plague or not. Whether it was smallpox or not, his refusal to meet him meant he had admitted it. If this matter continued, he might not even be able to suppress it.

"Yes Yes Yes.

Knowing that it was inappropriate now, Prince Cheng would never leave Fuqing Palace for half a step, but Zhang Dezi still went out tremblingly.

The apse of Fuqing Palace.

"Jing Xuan, I heard that you have developed cowpox?"

Hearing this good news, Chu Yunhan didn't care so much anymore, and rushed into Xiao Qi's bedroom excitedly, Ling Jingxuan who was giving himself a little nod weakly: "Well, I have tried it myself, and we succeeded. Now, I have taught Shanzi how to grow cowpox and vaccination. Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu will be all right soon. Yunhan, you should also organize the people outside so that they are all ready to be vaccinated with cowpox. It takes two days to cultivate, and I can almost recover, and I also need to rest."

After pulling out the needle, Ling Jingxuan was lying on the table helplessly. Zhao Shan, who was planting cowpox on Xiaoqi, was shocked. He quickly signaled the doctor boy to take over, and rushed over to grab his hand and take his pulse.

"Jing Xuan, are you also..."

Chu Yunhan also leaned over nervously, his wide eyes seemed to realize something, and his eyes became moist when he saw it.

"Master, you are already infected."

Zhao Shan looked at him with red eyes, but he didn't notice that Master was also infected with smallpox. No wonder his spirit has been bad for the past two days. He thought he was tired, so he must have been holding on?

"It doesn't matter, I have planted cowpox for myself, and I just got sick. I can recover after a rest. Shanzi, go get busy with you. I think the sky is going to be turned upside down outside. We have to hurry up."

Ling Jingxuan was lying on the table weakly. Yesterday he found out that he was infected with the virus, but he didn't tell anyone. Now he is their only spiritual support. Even Sheng Rui outside is counting on him. If he falls, The world is really going to be in chaos. With the temperament of his lord, he might do something. Fortunately, he developed cowpox in time and planted it for himself. At most, he will recover tomorrow, even if they let them know. It doesn't matter.

"Yeah" wiping away his tears, Zhao Shan stood up and walked towards the ninth prince. He picked up the tools again and prepared to plant it for the ninth prince and other people who were infected with smallpox first. Now he believes that Ling Jingxuan is the only thing he can do.

"Jingxuan."

Chu Yunhan took over and hugged Ling Jingxuan's weak body, trying to keep him leaning in his arms as much as possible. His heart was filled with all kinds of complicated emotions. If it wasn't for Xiaoqi and him, Jingxuan would not...

"Don't worry, I'm fine, Yun Han, if you can, take me to another room to rest, I can't walk, we still need a few days for Xiaoqi to recover, you have to persist for a few days, but I guess outside Maybe I can't hold it anymore, let Yan Er tell Sheng Rui that he can send a letter to Wu Yang, and also, don't tell Sheng Rui about my illness, I'm afraid he will mess up."