Zhu Cilang has been worried recently.

Recently, there have been cases of people dying from illness in Nanjing City, and the family will be the ones that die.

At first, the prefect Yingtian was not concerned, but more and more people died. When they found that they could not hold back, they became anxious and wrote a memorial to the emperor.

Zhu Cilang felt extremely depressed after reading the memorial.

According to the report, a plague broke out in Nanjing.

The plague was a terrifying existence in the Ming Dynasty.

In the 16th year of Chongzhen, a major epidemic broke out in Beijing, and almost half of the people in the city died of illness.

Even the palace maids and eunuchs in the Forbidden City died of illness, which made people panic.

Zhu Cilang came from later generations and naturally knew the terribleness of the plague.

Even in later generations with extremely high medical conditions, people will feel a little panicked when they encounter plague.

But this does not mean that the plague is uncontrollable.

The most important thing to control the spread of the plague is isolation.

Isolate patients from potential patients to prevent the spread of the number of plague in a geometric multiple.

Zhu Cixuan wrote down the key points of preventing and controlling the plague based on his own impression, and asked Yingtian Prefecture to do it immediately.

The epidemic is not in its outbreak period yet, and as long as we make every effort to prevent and treat it, we can still control it.

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Yingtian Prefecture Order Tan Zhaolun paced back and forth in the study with his hands on his back.

The memorial has been handed over, but I don’t know if the emperor has seen it?

It is of great importance, and Tan Zhaolun dared not be careless at all. You should know that there has been no plague in Nanjing for a long time.

Tan Zhaolun also hopes to gain two years of reputation and then be promoted to be a minister of the six ministries. But if he is charged with an unfavorable crime of controlling the plague, it will be completely over.

Today, I am not Emperor Lie, and I can’t rub the sand in my eyes.

If anyone does not work hard or does nothing, he will be not far from being dismissed.

"Sir, the memorial has been approved!"

Tan Zhaolun was so sad that he suddenly heard his confidant shouting, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ah? So fast?

Although the memorials and approvals submitted by officials in Nanjing were much faster than those in other places, they were not so fast.

You should know that the memorials must be sent to the Tongzheng Department for sorting, and then handed over to the cabinet for reading. The cabinet will send the memorials to the Ministry of Education and Supervision to the Ministry of Education and Supervision to review. The emperor will read the memorials personally and review the opinions.

It takes two or three days to go through such a process. It has been more than a day since Tan Zhaolun submitted his memorial.

Tan Zhaolun did not dare to neglect, so he walked over and asked, "Where is the memorial?"

The confidant presented the memorial with both hands, and Tan Zhaolun took it over and opened it to read it.

He hurriedly swept over and saw that there was no evaluation of him in the reply to the memorial, and he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He looked carefully and saw that His Majesty had put forward several very specific requests to him.

First, they immediately sent someone to mark the area where the disease occurred and isolated the person infected with the disease. No one is allowed to approach.

Secondly, anyone who has had close contact with those infected with the disease recently is treated as a patient.

Third, all the corpses of those who die of illness shall be burned and buried deep after being buried.

Fourth, all people in Nanjing must wear facial towels when going out to prevent droplets from being contagious.

Fifth, Yingtian Prefecture must pay strict attention to this matter and write the situation into a memorial and report it to the palace every day.

After reading these five requirements, Tan Zhaolun felt like a big head.

Why is he so unlucky? He has had a major epidemic during his term of office.

These five requirements put forward by the Lord seem simple, but it really requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

It's difficult!

But since the Lord has made a request, you have to do it. You can't just tell the emperor that I can't do it.

Tan Zhaolun gritted his teeth and ordered: "Go and invite Master Liao."

After that, Tan Zhaolun sat on the chair, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After a while, Master Liao Yan hurried over.

He first bowed to Tan Zhaolun and asked, "Why are Dongweng worried?"

Tan Zhaolun smiled bitterly, clicked the memorial and said, "Let's take a look first."

Generally speaking, officials who have submitted memorials to the emperor cannot easily show them to others. However, Liao Yan is Tan Zhaolun's confidant aide, and Tan Zhaolun is very relieved of him. Even the original manuscript submitted to the emperor was drafted by Liao Yan, so he asked him to see the approval situation without any problems.

Liao Yan took the memorial and went on to read it. After a long time, he nodded.

"Dongweng, it seems that your Majesty is going to reuse Dongweng."

Tan Zhaolun was stunned and then smiled bitterly, "Binzhi, when is it now? You are still looking for happiness with me. This epidemic is a piece of hot charcoal. Everyone hides for fear of burning themselves. I want to hide, but I can't do it."

This sentence is true.

As the prefect of Yingtian, Tan Zhaolun suffered a major epidemic in the jurisdiction of Yingtian Prefecture. Who would he do if he didn't treat it?

Rather than saying that the emperor is using him, it is better to put a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Although the emperor did not say it clearly, Tan Zhaolun knew that if he couldn't do this job well, he would definitely be severely punished.

Tan Zhaolun felt like a sharp sword hanging over his head and could fall off at any time.

That feeling is really terrible.

"Dongweng's words are bad. Although the epidemic is terrible, it is not impossible to prevent and treat. If Dongweng handles this matter well, he will be favored by the emperor. Didn't Dongweng always want to be the emperor's heart? This opportunity has come. Your Majesty has already made clear the key points of prevention and treatment in his memorial and approval, and Dongweng just does it."

Tan Zhaolun sighed and said, "Jian is good at the emperor's heart, but it would be a loss if he gains a future. Your Majesty has listed all the key points of prevention and control, but it may not be effective. If I follow His Majesty's method to treat the epidemic but it is not good, can it be said that it is Your Majesty's problem? If you want to take the blame, it must be my official who has come to take the blame."

Liao Yan said lightly: "Dongweng seems not very confident in His Majesty's treatment of the epidemic."

Tan Zhaolun shook his head and said, "There are no outsiders here. I say something very disrespectful. Although Your Majesty is a noble man and has a very noble status. But he was born in the deep palace and was good at the hands of a woman. How could he know how to cure the epidemic? Even if these are advice from his ministers to him, it may not be effective. In short, I am already trapped in the quagmire, and it is impossible to escape."

Seeing that Tan Zhaolun was so depressed, Liao Yan stepped forward and comforted him: "Dongweng doesn't have to be so worried. In my foolish opinion, Your Majesty's way of curing the epidemic is very good."

"Binzhi, you still know how to treat the epidemic?"

"To be honest, I was once a doctor before I defected to Dongweng."

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"But you never mentioned it to me."

Tan Zhaolun looked helpless.

"Sir, I have never asked about it."

Liao Yan took it over with just one sentence.

Tan Zhaolun waved his hand and said, "I won't say that. Do you think His Majesty's method of preventing and treating epidemics really works. Isn't it comforting me?"

"Don't worry, Dong Weng, I dare not say that I am sure to win, but I always have 50% or 60% of the confidence."

After hearing this, Tan Zhaolun's breath was leaking most of the time.

Only 50% or 60%.

However, 50% or 60% are better than 10% of them.

Now I can only choose to follow the order.

If this errand is done, he will be the capable minister in His Majesty's heart and his future will be very good.

If this errand is done, he will be the scapegoat thrown by His Majesty, and there will be no hope of promotion from now on.

Tan Zhaolun had never faced such a situation before, and only felt like a tense bowstring.

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Chapter completed!