There will be a major epidemic after a major disaster, which is a lesson left by our ancestors.

In ancient times, major disasters did not specifically refer to earthquakes, blizzards, floods, etc., such as drought, mudslides and continuous heavy rain, which were all major disasters.

Because urbanization is relatively low and medical conditions are also low, every time these messy disasters occur, epidemics are prone to occur.

Part of the outbreak is the death of humans and animals caused by natural disasters, and a large number of corpses are not buried in time. In addition, the weather is hot or the humidity is very high, so that the germs are rampant.

But compared to the harm of corpses, the pollution of water sources is even worse - people cannot leave the water!

In addition, due to the destruction of homes, a large number of people gathered in a small area after the disaster, which is also one of the important factors for the spread of epidemics.

In fact, the flower farmer has been quite good since ancient times - for example, after the millennium, there will be more than 17,000 people with diarrhea symptoms. If the flower farmer is replaced, it will probably be a big fuss.

Compared with the way of playing in later generations, the Ming Dynasty's response methods after the disaster were obviously much simpler and more crude.

Sprinkling lime is probably the only disinfection method, and compulsory isolation is probably the only treatment plan.

There is no need to rely on doctors. There are not many reliable doctors in a county, and even more so, the county town alone is not enough. Villages with large populations are even more likely to be concerned about.

Like the flower planters in later generations, are there those most beautiful retrogrades? Doctors from all over the world go to the epidemic areas to treat the people?

Stop being bullshit. When enough doctors in other places rushed over, I guess they will die, and I will save you nothing!

Instead of relying on this method, it is better to expect someone to not distribute the mask to the reproductive plastic surgery hospital to be reliable.

Just like now, a total of eighteen prefectures and counties in the Ming Dynasty were affected by constant heavy rain. The post-disaster settlement has made the Ministry of Revenue and local governments busy. Suddenly, an epidemic broke out in Juzhou and Zhucheng, Shouguang again, so who can take care of it?

Moreover, the news brought by Ji Gang was first-hand from the Jinyiwei. It is estimated that when Zhu Laosi got the news, Xia Yuanji and others, who were still busy in the capital, were still thinking about how to settle the post-disaster reconstruction of these eighteen states.

What’s even more fucking is that Juzhou and Zhucheng, and Qingzhou to which Shouguang belong, are Zhu Gaoxu’s fiefdoms. But Zhu Gaoxu was sent to the Western Regions by Zhu Laosi, and the entire Han Palace has no real backbone now!

Zhu Laosi, who was walking back and forth in Jimo County, wanted to ask Yang Shaofeng. Even the Jinyiwei and the more than 100 censors of the Censorate could not handle those corrupt things, so he needed God to personally remind himself of this stupid son?

Or is it that I am so incompetent?

Floods every year! Drought every year! There is something wrong every year! His mother is here!

I want to cut down Alutai, Alutai is like a grandson! I want to cut down Maiduo, but Maiduo's grandson is still far away in the Western Regions! Is this emperor happy?

Looking at Zhu Laosi who was in a rage, Yang Shaofeng wisely chose to pretend to be stupid.

It’s one thing to be a stubborn person, but it’s another thing to run to touch Zhu Laosi’s bad head at this time. The two are not on the same level at all.

After several circles back and forth, Zhu Laosi asked angrily: "The rain in Jimo is not necessarily less, so why is there no flood? Isn't that the effect of the dams you made?"

Yang Shaofeng immediately bowed honestly and said, "Yes. In addition, grandson, please go to Juzhou and other places."

Zhu Laosi said with a gloomy face: "What can you do when you go? You can do whatever you want. Can you help me? I can let you go with confidence, but this epidemic is not a joke, I am careless..."

Yang Shaofeng bowed and said, "If my grandson is not sure, how dare you volunteer to go to those places?"

Zhu Laosi snorted, sat on the chair and asked, "After saying that, what are you going to do?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "Although the epidemic is terrible, it is just disinfection, epidemic prevention and treatment. All three steps are done well, and the epidemic will be almost gone."

After thinking about it, Yang Shaofeng planned to explain to Zhu Laosi: "The so-called disinfection means throwing more lime, alcohol and other things, and killing as many bacteria as possible.

The so-called epidemic prevention means taking advantage of the opportunity of disinfection to prevent people from drinking raw water. When drinking water, you must boil the water and prepare more things like big green roots, yellow lotus water and ginger soup.

In addition, relocating homeless people, burying bodies that died of disasters or were infected with diseases, cleaning the ground, landfilling garbage and feces can always play a role.

As for what my grandson said about treating the disease, it is to bring more doctors to treat those people who are infected with the disease. At least they should isolate these people and not allow the epidemic to spread."

Zhu Laosi's face was still not very good-looking, and he snorted coldly: "Do you know that whenever there are dynasties and dying in a city, it is often uncommon for a city to die. There are also many major epidemics such as the first year of Xianning in the Western Jin Dynasty, which had more than 100,000 people.

Now that the epidemic has occurred in these places, if you are not careful, do you know the consequences?"

Yang Shaofeng looked up at Zhu Laosi, then looked around and looked at Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, then bowed and said, "Yes, grandson knows. But it's because of knowing that grandson wants to go.

To be more arrogant, in this world, if my grandson recognizes second place, no one dares to recognize first place when dealing with the epidemic."

"The dog's belly can't save two taels of spice oil!"

When Zhu Laosi heard Yang Shaofeng’s self-proclaimed statement, he directly scolded: “Eat the light grass ash, let your light farts!

If you don’t look at how much you weigh, no one in the world dares to recognize you? Why don’t you pee and look at yourself?"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but say with a dark face: "My grandson once went to Liaozhou to provide disaster relief. Is there an epidemic after the disaster? My grandson has been to Linqing. Is there an epidemic after the disaster? There are border cities and Shuntian Prefecture, plus Jimo, many places, can't it be explained?"

Zhu Laosi shouted and scolded, "That's your luck! Even if you are lucky every time, what if you are unlucky this time? Who can save you again?"

Yang Shaofeng twisted his head and said, "If my grandson hadn't had good epidemic prevention, I'm afraid the epidemic would have started in these places!"

"you!"

The furious Zhu Laosi didn't care about his image anymore. He pointed at Yang Shaofeng and cursed: "You little bastard! If you dare to go, I will break your legs!"

After scolding Yang Shaofeng, Zhu Laosi's fire burned on Zhu Zhanji again: "You and you! Don't think I don't know. You two bastards have always been used to doing things randomly, and they are all bold and courageous. Maybe they will run away secretly.

But this time, I have said ugly words in front of you. If you two dare to go, I will break someone's leg and let him lie in the bed for the rest of his life!"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help rolling his eyes and bowed, "Grandpa Emperor loves his grandson, and his grandson is naturally happy, but what should those affected people do?"

Zhu Laosi said angrily: "I have my own arrangements! Write down all the methods you know, and I will arrange for others to do it!"

When Yang Shaofeng saw that Zhu Laosi was determined not to let him go to Juzhou, Zhucheng, Shouguang and other places, he could only take Zhu Zhanji to say goodbye and leave, intending to go back to the house to write down all the methods he knew.

...

Back in Yang Shaofeng's study, Yang Shaofeng had just said a few words, but suddenly stopped again, and instead turned around in the room with a little bored.

The tip of the pen was hanging less than an inch above the paper. Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng and said, "So, you used to try to trick me into writing a memorial for you. Why is it quiet this time?"

Yang Shaofeng said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I will write this memorial myself. You can go back and accompany your son."

Zhu Zhanji immediately glanced at Yang Shaofeng and said sarcastically: "I knew you were unwilling to give up and planned to send me away and go to Jucheng secretly, right?"

Yang Shaofeng was turning around the circle and suddenly realized that Zhu Zhanji, a silly child, was not easy to fool - when did this guy become smart?

I really planned to run away to Juzhou secretly. Anyway, there was Shang Fangjian and Wang Mingqipai in my hands. After leaving Jimo, even if Zhu Laosi got angry, he would not be able to send someone to catch him.

At least you have to worry about some influence, right?

And when it comes to epidemic prevention and control, no matter how you have experienced the best, you are more experienced and trustworthy than these Ming Dynasty natives?

As for the crimes of disobedience against the order, this depends on Zhu Laosi's mood.

It is better to do something wrong yourself than following the rules and perfection.

If you really are a saint who has no flaws at all, see which emperor dares to use it with confidence?

Thinking of these messy things in my heart, Yang Shaofeng's face was extremely calm: "How is that possible? I am an honest person. Since Grandpa Huang doesn't let me go, then I will stay in Jimo honestly and will never run around."

Zhu Zhanji put down his pen suspiciously. While wondering why Yang Shaofeng suddenly changed his temperament, he stood up and walked towards the door, and kept saying, "I tell you, Grandpa Huang said that breaking our legs is unlikely to interrupt me, but it is very likely that you will interrupt you. You should be honest."

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhanji ordered the dog standing behind Yang Shaofeng: "And dog, this time you have to pay attention to your young master and not let him run around. If there is anything wrong, remember to come to me, otherwise something goes wrong, Grandpa Emperor will definitely not spare you!"

The dog nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, don't worry, your highness, the villain has recorded it."

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji who had turned around and left after he turned around, and then turned to the dog and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and pack up the Shangfang Sword and Wang Ming Flag Sign, let's go to Juzhou!"

The dog said with a bitter face: "Young Master?"
Chapter completed!