Chapter four hundred and fifty seventh nectar drink
"Father, don't hesitate anymore. If you are in a hurry, please agree to it and listen to your son's opinion!"
Zhu Cilang knew that his father Chongzhen had an indecisive personality. If he didn't make him make up his mind as soon as possible, he would have to have a big trouble.
Zhu Cilang's opinion was not without hesitation, but he always felt that this method was too risky. If the diseased refugees were placed in the capital, the consequences would be unimaginable if they were not controlled properly.
The terrifying medieval plague in Europe almost exterminated European humans. At that time, more than 25 million people died in Europe, accounting for one-third of the total population.
This third refers to the entire European population in the countryside, and some towns are almost destroyed. In history, several plague pandemics in China have also caused immeasurable losses.
From the Western Han Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty, at least 321 large-scale plagues occurred in China. Each epidemic could make the society at that time tremble.
The only thing that is thankful is that there has never been a great tragedy in China where the Spanish flu, the Black Death in Europe, and the global plague have often died of tens of millions of people.
The reason is that we should thank the great Chinese medicine. It is the repeated showdowns with the God of Death that have caused famous doctors in history to think hard and found some effective treatment methods for the plague.
Chongzhen was hesitant, and Li Guozhen and Liu Zongzhou pretended to be dead and said nothing. They didn't want to wade into the muddy waters or cause trouble.
Doctor Sun and others from the Imperial Hospital were helpless and left behind. Emperor Chongzhen was hesitant and did not know what to do.
With Chongzhen's personality, 80% of them would eventually decide to drive away refugees from the capital. In that case, it would only accelerate the rampant plague. Zhu Cixuan would definitely not let this happen.
"Father, my son is willing to be responsible for the treatment of this plague in the capital. Please forgive me!"
This is extremely risky. When Zhu Cilang said this, everyone was shocked. Because once this treatment of the plague fails, Zhu Cilang's position as the prince may not be guaranteed.
Why do you say that, once the plague treatment fails, this means that the epidemic in Beijing is out of control. At that time, the entire capital will be a Shura field, and even the palace will not be spared.
Maybe Chongzhen had to move south and move the capital to Nanjing.
At that time, all the blame would be attributed to Zhu Cilang. This prince would be the subject of thousands of people. Even if Chongzhen wanted to protect him, he would not be able to protect him.
The country was in turmoil, and the Qing Dynasty took the opportunity to go south. In addition, the bandits were in chaos, and Daming was about to be over.
Chongzhen didn't want Zhu Cixuan to be responsible for the treatment of the plague, and Zhu Cixuan didn't want to. But at this point, he could no longer let him go.
I could not watch it, and in the end, Chongzhen issued an order to expel all refugees in the capital. At that time, it would not only cause refugee riots, but also aggravate the spread of the plague.
What’s so bad is that Zhu Cilang himself actually had no good idea. Chongzhen hesitated for a moment and weighed the pros and cons: “Cilang, you can figure it out clearly.”
Zhu Cilang gritted his teeth: "My son is willing to share the worries of his father and take on this trip to cure the plague."
Chongzhen didn't say anything, he looked at Li Guozhen and others. Chongzhen was looking forward to Li Guozhen or Liu Zongzhou coming out to say justice. Or, they simply expressed their willingness to assist the prince in treating the plague.
But they were like they were dead. Li Guozhen looked around and seemed to be cross-eyed. Liu Zongzhou lowered his head, as if money could grow on his big feet.
None of them was the one who was a troll. On weekdays, they were familiar with it. Liu Zongzhou no longer mentioned his Yao, Shun and Yu. Li Guozhen was not involved in his affairs.
Chongzhen sighed secretly. At the critical moment, his son is still reliable. No outsiders can rely on it. Only a family can take on this responsibility for you.
Thinking of this, Chongzhen couldn't help but become angry: "Okay, I will order the prince to be responsible for the plague treatment task. The officials of various departments, the three provinces and six ministries must obey the prince's orders. If anyone dares to neglect, he will be severely punished! You guys, have no objection."
After pretending to be dead, Li Guozhen and Liu Zongzhou were immediately resurrected, and they bowed to the ground and bowed: "Long live the holy clarity."
Chongzhen was so angry that his teeth were itchy. These dogs were really hateful.
Zhu Cilang was responsible for treating the plague, and he was really a bit overwhelmed. In the Imperial Hospital, Zhu Cilang specially asked Doctor Sun and others to take out the files to jointly study the methods to treat the plague.
The Imperial Physician Sun looked worried: "Your Highness, these patients have different symptoms, such as fever, headache, swelling of the neck, and swelling of the parotid glands. One person is infected with the disease, and one room is infected with the disease, and one town. According to the ancient prescriptions, the Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases of Typhoid and the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, the medicine has been applied very slowly. Some decoctions have no effect on the people who are infected with the disease."
Zhu Cilang was shocked: "In this way, there is no good way for this Imperial Hospital."
Doctor Sun shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Damn it, the official."
Zhu Cixuan pondered for a moment: "Since this is the case, the Imperial Hospital has no choice but to go to the people. The folk doctor may find another way to deal with these plagues. I remembered a man who would bring him back to the capital soon to help you try."
When talking about this, Doctor Sun nodded frequently: "The officials often think that the medical skills of folk doctors may not be weaker than those of Imperial Hospital. Even their medical skills are more superb. But the Imperial Hospital's Doctors all hold their own identities and refuse to admit it. I heard that there is a scent of nectar drink in Heniantang on Caishi Street, which is very effective in preventing and controlling plagues."
Zhu Cilang looked at him with great interest and admired the man Sun: "Haha, the man Sun is worthy of being noble in medical ethics. You can admit that you are not a jealous person who is jealous of talented people. I am very pleased with this. When I was in Luoshan County, Henan, I also knew a miracle doctor. This person once served in the army of the thief Li Zicheng. I transferred him to the capital, or maybe help you some help."
Qin Langzhong, this person has excellent medical skills and noble medical ethics. When he is employed, this person can go to Beijing to assist Zhu Cixuan.
Doctor Sun said "Yes": "Your Highness, the nectar in Heniantang is really good."
"Okay, I will go and see the Heniantang you mentioned."
In the early days of Yongle, plagues frequently broke out in many places. Especially in the sixth year of Yongle, a major outbreak broke out in the south and gradually spread to various parts of the north. Ding Henian developed a plague-avoiding decoction medicine based on the epidemic and ancestral proven prescriptions, which was free of charge for the victims to drink.
Doctors should be a person with kind heart and heart. When Zhu Cilang came to Heniantang, he was really shocked by the scene in front of him. A large jar was placed at the door of Heniantang's medicine shop all year round, and every morning, he packed a large jar of plague-proof medicine for free for people passing by.
The decoctions at the entrance of Henian Hall are not distinguished from the high and low level. The coachman, vendor, pedestrian, officials, and powerful people often come to drink them, and are called the nectar drink by the world.
Chapter completed!