I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 127 Xie Lingling

"Raise your head." When Rong Cen saw him, he felt a little familiar, and wanted to see him more clearly.

Little Six tremblingly did so, showing his childish face.

Rong Cen couldn't remember exactly who he resembled for a while, so he just asked lightly: "How long have you been in the Hall of Renzheng?"

That face was once again hidden from view because he lowered his head, Little Six's voice was timid: "The slave only came one day later than Grandpa Wan."

Wanli?It didn't take long for him to be with Rong Cen.

These two people are clearly similar in age, but there is already such a huge disparity in status in the inner garden of the deep palace?

Rong Cen counted the time, "It's more than three months, why haven't I seen you before?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, on weekdays, the servants are outside serving, doing sweeping and dust removal, so they can't get close to Your Majesty."

It's very honest.

"Go to Tai Hospital and pass Xie Lingling over here." The man didn't look very clever, like a bird that was scared to death after realizing that he was arrested, Rong Cen didn't want to say more.

"Yes, yes, the servant obeys the order!"

The little six quickly got up, holding the eunuch's standard internal servant's palace uniform, and retreated under the wind, and when he reached the threshold, he was tripped, and now he was like a moth, the hem of his clothes fluttered with his movements, the inner hall The trembling atmosphere inside was also swept away by him.

Rong Cen shook his head expressionlessly.

This person is useless.

But as soon as she labeled Little Six as unusable, the other party quickly invited Xie Lingling.

But after a while, the shrill voice of "Xiao Xie from the Imperial Hospital seeks an audience" sounded outside the hall.

Kong Lan beside her was grinding the ink, her strength was just right and well-proportioned, the fine ink sticks had a pure dark color, Rong Cen was stained with ink, Zi Hao was full and powerful, and the font was rendered on the memorial.

"Come in."

The door of the Hall of Renzheng was pushed open by a "squeak" and then closed tightly with a "squeak". Only a slender figure in official uniform came in.

"I see Your Majesty!" Xie Lingling knelt down and saluted.

"You don't need to be too polite." Rong Cen didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "How sure are you of this flood?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I am not good at water control, I need to ask Chen Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry."

Xie Lingling was referring to Chen Jiancang.

The Ministry of Industry is in charge of various construction projects, craftsmen, farmland, ship administration and water conservancy, and is mainly responsible for repairs, works, salt ponds, and gardens.

Chen Jiancang is a grassroots person, but his life experience is absolutely rich.

During the natural disaster in Chuzhou, the imperial envoy saw that his ancestral handicraft work was beneficial for disaster relief, so he was promoted by the official banker to be an unknown servant. Master, later because of his excellent performance and rich experience, he was valued by the Minister of the Ministry of Households, Bai Lisang, and the boss personally asked the first emperor to break the rules and hire him to the Ministry of Industry.Not long after arriving at the Ministry of Industry, there was a flood in Anzhou, and then a major plague broke out. The first emperor issued three sins. After the epidemic was controlled, the emperor ordered the Ministry of Industry to help the people rebuild their homes in Anzhou. There is something special about it. Chen Jiancang went over.

To be honest, the Ministry of Industry is needed not only to rebuild homes after disasters, but also to fight floods and rescue disasters.The drainage system in ancient times was not sound enough, and when there was a bit of heavy rain, it would be flooded. People from the Ministry of Industry went to see it in advance and guide the construction of the southern border, which can also bring great help.

But right now, what Rong Cen is most worried about is not the flood.

"I'm worried that the plague will break out after the water recedes, do you have any measures to prevent the epidemic?" Rong Cen was worried.

In the new era, there is no need to worry.That world is technologically advanced, and many fatal and intractable diseases have been conquered. After countless generations of efforts, the influence of viruses has become smaller and smaller. It cleared up in days and they called it a cold.Even the sudden new virus has become almost like a cold.The human beings in that world are too rich in wisdom and vitality, and the vitality of the people is becoming more and more tenacious.

But Dayin Dynasty...

Rong Cen collected his thoughts, and her tone became more and more sad. Before Xie Lingling could reply, she said again: "It's raining continuously and flooding, and the people hope that the rain will stop as soon as possible. But once it really clears up, I'm afraid it will be hard to see it again." Rain. The harvest will not be good this year."

These are irrelevant to this conversation, Rong Cen quickly bypassed it and returned to the topic, "The rain is not clean, it is very easy to breed germs, there are disasters everywhere right now, and the people are anxious, but when the water recedes, the tight string on the body Once it is loosened, it is not far from falling down. If one falls, there will be a second, third, fourth...innumerable."

"I said so, can you understand?"

Not only Xie Lingling, but Kong Lan was astonished.

Xie Lingling: "I understand..."

That being said, understanding and doing are not the same thing.

The old imperial doctor Xie Lingling studied under had experience in disaster relief, and he had also learned it, but after all, he had never practiced it, and no one knew how well he mastered it. He himself did not have the confidence to answer His Majesty: I have a way to defend myself.

As for Kong Lan, at this time, she transitioned from the doubt of "Your Majesty has questions about medicine, why didn't you ask me?" to the understanding of "It turned out to be about the plague", and her mood was not peaceful.

Kong Lan studied under the genius doctor Cui Qingzi, but she never learned how to deal with the plague.It was all because her master was only interested in difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and the more intractable diseases he cared more about.

When the plague raged a few years ago, no one could find Cui Qingzi. After the plague was resolved, the countries discovered that the genius doctor himself was still playing around. In those years, countless people blamed him for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Tortured to death, watching the plague spread across the kingdoms.

But Kong Lan knew that her master was not cold-blooded and ruthless, but her master just didn't work out a way to deal with it.Cui Qingzi ran around to observe the cases so that he could prescribe the right medicine, but he contracted it himself, and his symptoms were extremely serious, and his life was in danger.If someone hadn't worked out the prescription, a generation of genius doctors would have died.

The past resurfaced before her eyes, Kong Lan was not in a high mood, she didn't notice that the young imperial doctor in the palace was the grandson of the old doctor who wrote the prescription back then, and she didn't notice that the other party's delicate face was somewhat familiar.

"Xie Lingling, I remember that I said many years ago that I want you to practice the method of curing the plague."

The lack of self-confidence of the person below was too obvious, and Rong Cen didn't like it when he looked at it. Her head, which had a weak memory reserve, would happen to recall the things she had confessed when she was young, and she became even more displeased.

How can you not do well what you have told me many times?

She had read the history books earlier and heard about the dangers of the epidemic from the late emperor. She was worried that the plague would be fierce again, so she made preparations in advance.Gao Shouxian, the old doctor who wrote the prescription that year, has already gone, and the beloved apprentice, Xie Lingling's master, is not qualified but old, so he simply let the young Xie Lingling learn.

Since elementary school, I have been specializing in this technique for more than ten years, no matter how qualified I am, I can't learn it well, right?

(End of this chapter)