October 6th.

In a shop called "Golden Arch Gate" in the capital, Chun Ning glanced at Wang Xiao quickly and saw that he was talking seriously to someone. She carefully picked up a small chicken nugget on the plate and ate it quickly.

There were five small chicken nuggets in a plate, and she had already divided them into three for Wang Xiao and two for herself. Now that she had eaten one more, she felt a little ashamed.

But it's really delicious, I've never had it before.

Fortunately, I listened to the shopkeeper just now and recently developed some new dishes. I will serve them one by one for my consort to try later.

With this thought in Chun Ning's mind, she actually felt a little hopeful.

Wang Xiao did not notice her little movement. At this time, he and Fu Qingzhu were talking, frowning and thinking about something.

Since these few days were regarded as Wang Xiao's 'marriage leave', he needed to accompany Chun Ning and could not take her out of the capital, so he had no choice but to ask Fu Qingzhu to come to the capital to see him.

Master Fu Qing said: "Yesterday, Prince Gong's Mansion sent people to the industrial park and delivered ten carts of food. They made a big fuss and caused a lot of excitement."

"Prince Gong's Mansion?"

"The person who came here calls himself the twenty-seventh son of Prince Gong." Master Fu Qing said: "He asked me to tell the proprietor that these grains are from his sincerity. Also, if the proprietor wants to seek fame, there is actually a better way. There is no need to do this.

After a lot of effort, he also said that he had a way to get His Majesty to grant the title of Marquis to his employer."

"Zhou Zhunchi?" Wang Xiao chuckled and said, "I guess he didn't tell you what the method was. He just said he wanted me to find him?"

"good."

"Those ten carts of grain are for others to see." Wang Xiao shook his head and muttered: "What will happen will probably be like this: After I bullied the Wen family, I wanted to bully Prince Gong. And Prince Gong was concerned about the refugees in the suburbs of Beijing.

, for the sake of the overall situation, I put aside my personal grudges and sent food to the industrial park to help the people... If Jin Yiwei dares to touch him in the future, it will be my betrayal."

Master Fu Qing said: "In their eyes, all the things our boss has done are just seeking fame. It's a pity that these clan members and nobles always only have competition for power in their eyes, and they never let go and look down."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that Wang Xiao had brought Princess Chunning here, and said quickly: "Student, please forgive me for my unscrupulous remarks."

Chun Ning smiled and said it was okay. She looked very grand.

Wang Xiao was afraid of neglecting her, so he pointed to the cup on the table and said to her: "Drink and look at this."

"What's this?"

"Milk and tea are made together, doesn't it taste good?"

Chun Ning took a sip, and it was indeed delicious.

Wang Xiao asked again: "You don't like these chicken nuggets? Why are there two left?"

Chun Ning lowered his eyes slightly and responded gracefully: "I can't indulge in food."

"Oh, okay." Wang Xiao then ordered the shopkeeper Shi Yu who was waiting aside, "I don't want any other snacks either."

"Master, you really don't want to try it? I've already researched the spicy chicken wings."

Wang Xiao waved his hand and said casually: "No, my wife has a small appetite."

Chun Ning was sitting upright, her face calm and elegant, but she felt very regretful...

"Go on." Wang Xiao asked Fu Qingzhu again: "How is the epidemic prevention situation?"

"We will take in the refugees coming to Beijing, isolate them, burn the bodies of the dead, and protect the healthy people... All these are indeed effective, but there are too few." Master Fu Qing said: "There are too few people we can control.

We have too little power and too little food..."

He talked for a while and then sighed: "There are difficulties both outside and inside the city. Most of the corpses outside the city are ownerless, but there are too many people in the city who do not allow the corpses to be burned. Just yesterday, there were enough people dead in one square of Xuannanfang.

There are more than two hundred people."

Wang Xiao was startled and asked in surprise: "Is it already so serious?"

Not long before he got married, he asked Master Fu Qing about the situation. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, it had become much more serious.

Suddenly, an elegy song came from afar, which was rather sad: "How can the dew grow on the grass? The dew will fall again in the Ming Dynasty. When will people return after they die..."

There seemed to be people attending funerals far away.

Wang Xiao turned to look out the window. The roof in the distance was covered with snow and reflected the winter sunlight. Although it was very cold today, it was rare that there was no snow, and it looked like a sunny and sunny day.

"Compared to the disaster, why do I think... the capital is too peaceful?"

"Calm?" Fu Qingzhu was stunned: "The proprietor is asking why no one talks about this, right?"

Wang Xiao nodded.

In fact, he himself somewhat understood that in this era there were no mobile phones, no Internet, no newspapers... Word of mouth spread, even if 10,000 people died in the east of the city, there would still be people in the west who didn't know, let alone do it in time.

Measures taken.

Fu Qingzhu said: "The court is blocking this news."

"blockade?"

"For example, Li Zheng of Xuannanfang was killed yesterday, and the five city soldiers and horses surrounded the entire place. They are only allowed to enter but not to leave." Master Fu Qing said: "In addition, the capital has actually been under martial law. If there is no road to guide anyone, if they dare to go near the outside

If you are not within ten miles of the city, you will be expelled. Even if there is a road, the review of entering the capital is extremely strict... There is a plague every year, many people are used to it, and the court suppresses the news, naturally there is this 'calm'

.”

He said and sighed: "The court did this because it didn't want to cause panic in the capital."

"Then what?" Wang Xiao asked.

"Then?"

"What happens next? What will the court do?"

Fu Qingzhu shook his head and said: "Do nothing. It was the same when we encountered plagues in previous years."

"You said that this year's plague is different."

"But the imperial court doesn't think so." Fu Qingzhu sighed deeply: "For the imperial court, it just means more or fewer people die."

Wang Xiao frowned.

Seeing his expression, Fu Qingzhu said: "The current situation is like burning fire, with dangers lurking everywhere. We have done what we can do individually. Next, the court will need to intervene. Someone must come forward to take charge of the epidemic control on behalf of the government."

Wang smiled and said: "Mr. Fu means..."

"I want my boss to present me as a prince-in-law and invite me to be an imperial envoy to promote the epidemic prevention method in Gyeonggi and even the whole country."

Wang Xiao and Chun Ning looked at each other and asked: "Is it feasible? The prince-in-law is not allowed to interfere in politics. This is the ancestral teaching."

"It's difficult." Master Fu Qing said, "But this is the best way."

As he spoke, the expression on his face became complicated, including guilt, pity, reverence, magnanimity... just to name a few.

"Does my boss know about it too? If you follow what I said, you may be suspected of this matter in the future. But since Li is hanging upside down, I beg my boss to give it a try. If there is any danger in the future, Fu is willing to die with my boss!"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and chuckled: "I'm not afraid of this, I just think it's unlikely that His Majesty will agree... In this matter, maybe I can seek Zuo Jinglun's support?"

Fu Qingzhu shook his head and said: "Both the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War are not within the scope of Zuo Jinglun's power, and his support is not of much use. In addition, his reputation in the Jinyiwei incident has plummeted, and now he has written a letter to clear the land. It is precisely because of the lack of help.

If he supports it, I'm afraid it will have counter-effects."

"You mean, someone would oppose him for the sake of opposing him?"

"Zuo Jinglun is indeed in this situation now." Fu Qing said: "Disaster relief is the responsibility of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ministry of Household Affairs is in the hands of the Kunlun Party. The Kunlun Party and the Zhejiang Party are now in tit-for-tat confrontation."

Wang Xiao asked: "Do you need Lu Zhengchu's support?"

Fu Qingzhu shook his head: "I was imprisoned by Zheng and Lu at that time..."

The two fell silent.

It is hard to believe that such a major event cannot be supported by a high-ranking person in the government.

Wang Xiao frowned, thought for a while, looked at the long street outside the store and asked casually: "Are there fewer people infected with the plague in the inner city?"

"This is natural. The ditches in the inner city are clean, there are few pests and rats, and the residents are many officials, wealthy people, and are in good health. Refugees generally cannot get here, so few people get sick."

Wang Xiao nodded, thinking thoughtfully...
Chapter completed!