The winter of the third year of Qingyuan.

Guanzhong is covered with silver, and the snow disaster lasts for more than April, and every household has collapsed and starvation is everywhere.

In the same year, smallpox spread and the number of casualties in Guanzhong increased sharply.

In the outskirts of Chang'an, in an elegant bamboo courtyard, a young man was sitting under the eaves and sighing.

He looked up at the pink courtyard in front of him, and a hint of worry appeared in Mu Changqing's eyes.

"The heavy snow is coming one after another, and I'm afraid that the people of Chang'an will not be able to get rid of the blame, right?"

"Oh, I don't know how to complete the task of vaccinating smallpox in 100 people within ten days?"

"Now people are in panic, and I don't know what the empress in the Golden Palace should have a headache."

Mu Changqing, a time traveler.

It has been three years since I came to this Yan Dynasty, which is quite similar to the ancient times on Earth, and I also carry the system with me.

The system has received a variety of rewards over the past three years, and there are countless items.

And just today, the system finally released a task for the first time.

One task is to help Chang'an people get smallpox vaccine for 100 people.

You should know that today, flowers spread, nine out of ten rooms are empty, and there are many people who are killed and injured, which also leads to shop closures, workshops shutdowns, frequent thieves in the city, and rising grain prices, etc.

This kind of plague is the miracle doctors in the Imperial Hospital who are helpless. If Mu Changqing rashly said that he could prevent smallpox, he would probably be defeated by the yamen runners along the street for the crime of confusing the public with the crime of being traitorous.

After pondering for a while, he didn't understand anything, so Mu Changqing stood up and closed the yard door and walked into the city.

Compared with Chang'an, which was prosperous and prosperous when he first came to the Yan Dynasty, the city of Chang'an is now full of holes, with hungry people everywhere, and a tragic image of the world.

The merchants and the people in the market fled and fled, and there were many refugees. The rest were either the people who had been infected with smallpox and were waiting to die, or the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, even if they could escape, where could they escape?

Looking at the tragic wailing along the street, Mu Changqing felt very embarrassed.

But no matter how hard these people who have infected smallpox have no choice, he can only prevent smallpox plague, even if he has a system, he is helpless.

Just as Mu Changqing sighed at the natural disasters and troubled times, the scene in front of him caught his attention.

A woman dressed as a rich lady was giving some food to the victims along the street, followed by a group of nervous servants.

Seeing those servants hanging their swords and swords, the heavenly court is full, I think they are all people with force.

Nowadays, everyone is in danger of being infected with smallpox, so most of them choose to stay away from home, but this woman chooses to come out to help the victims at this time. Mu Changqing couldn't help but praise her in her heart.

"Miss, go back early. If the master finds out that we sneak out, he will definitely get angry again."

One of the old servants looked around worriedly, and then whispered.

"Old Wu, do you think this plague is really a crime from God?"

The woman stood up and looked at the miserable tragic situation in Siye's eyes.

"Miss, be careful. If these words are heard by those who are interested, they will cause great disaster."

The old servant named Old Wu was shocked when he heard this, and he quickly looked around and then replied in panic.

"Oh, I don't know when this plague will be eliminated. What should I do if this continues."

"By the way, Mr. Wu, you should be more careful these days."

"Miss is intent, let's go back quickly."

Mr. Wu hunched over and responded respectfully, and then hurriedly urged him to know his little master's character, for fear that she would accidentally get infected with smallpox after staying here for more time.

You should know that the frequency of smallpox infection has increased greatly now, not to mention that this severely affected area is known by the master again, he may be slashed in his head in anger.

"Well, go back and come back tomorrow."

The woman muttered softly, and the servants beside her staggered.

"Miss, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Mr. Wu might as well say something. You have been in my house for decades, and I have never regarded you as a servant."

After hearing this, the old servant had some mist in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and comforted him.

"Miss is born kind-hearted. I watched the lady grow up. I also know that the lady can't stand the miserable people. But now the plague in the city is full of people, and the lady has always been weak and sick. If you are not careful... then, then the old lady will really die."

As he said that, Mr. Wu hurriedly knelt down, and the servants behind him immediately knelt down.

"Oh, Mr. Wu, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Mu Changqing, who was beside him, listened to the conversation between the two, and felt a little moved.

Originally, the chance of smallpox infection here is very high, and this woman is weak and sickly, so her physical resistance is definitely not good, and the probability will be greatly increased.

If this continues, you may not win the prize.

I couldn't bear to see this beautiful and kind woman appearing in that scene, and thought for a moment Mu Changqing walked towards the woman.

Seeing a stranger approaching, the servants behind the woman suddenly pulled out their swords, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Who are you? Why don't you walk away quickly?"

Mu Changqing Quan laughed softly at the woman who was present as he did not see the "vicious" servants.

"If I had a way to prevent smallpox, would you believe me?"

The old servant suddenly froze, his face suddenly changed, and then he was replaced by a full of hostility.

"Where did the yellow-mouthed child come from here and talk nonsense here? Don't be surprised if he doesn't leave..."

Before he could finish his words, the woman next to him raised her hand and interrupted him.

"Young Master, do you think you have a way to prevent smallpox?"

"good!"

Looking at the clear and bright eyebrows and loud words of the man in front of him, Qin Youshui's heart trembled for no reason.

"Miss, this person has unknown origin and is full of nonsense..."

Mr. Wu was still persuading him, but the woman looked at the other person with a smile on her eyebrows.

"Can you tell me?"

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So a strange scene appeared in Chang'an City.

Two men and women who met for the first time sat opposite each other next to the stall built by Wupeng.

In front of me was a rusty yellow wooden table, and outside was the wind and snow.

There were dozens of blade-bearing servants standing beside them.

Mu Changqing stretched out four fingers to the girl casually.
Chapter completed!