I came to this world to enlighten the gods

Chapter 217
"Plague! How is that possible?"

Wang Xuelin was taken aback, the plague was not a trivial matter, it could destroy counties and towns at least, and corrupt several states at worst. The tragedies of the plague recorded in the history books are all horrific.

"In the first year of Guangxi's reign, Ningzhou had frequent famines and epidemics, with hundreds of thousands of deaths. The five barbarians were strong, the state soldiers were repeatedly defeated, and many officials and people flowed into Jiaozhou."

"During the Yongjia period, there were frequent wars. In the east of Yongzhou, there were many people who were hungry and hungry, and they sold each other. They rushed and moved. There were innumerable diseases and famines. The river was full of dead bodies, and the bones covered the fields."

There are many records about the plague in the history books, but the plague mostly appeared with famine and war. There was no war in Yangzhou, so how could the plague appear.

Sun Fuxing said solemnly: "Since entering the city, at least hundreds of people have been found coughing. Don't you think this is too coincidental?"

"indeed so"

Looking back carefully, Wang Xuelin found that many people coughed. He also read some medical skills and knew that this was a cold syndrome. His body trembled. If the plague really broke out here, would he have been infected?

Thinking of this place, I suddenly felt chills all over my body, and I couldn't help but look at Sun Fuxing, the imperial physician. This man is a famous doctor in the imperial hospital. He is good at fighting poison with poison. Ordinary plague should not trouble him.

Sensing Wang Xuelin's gaze, Sun Fuxing shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't know what kind of plague it is now, and I still need to observe it carefully. The most important thing at present is to block Yangzhou City and report it to His Majesty, so that the Supreme Hospital can send people to come over." help".

"Thank you, Master Sun, for reminding me"

Wang Xuelin suddenly came to his senses, how could such a major event not be reported to the imperial court as soon as possible, and at the same time blockade Yangzhou City to prevent the plague from spreading to other counties.

Immediately got off the horse, found a random place to write a memorial and ordered the soldiers to rush to the capital, and immediately said after finishing these: "Follow me to the prefect's mansion. The local prefect didn't report such a big event. I have to join him." It can't be."

He got on his horse angrily and ran straight to Yangzhou Taishou's mansion. During the plague, he didn't think of taking the opportunity to return to Beijing to report.

At present, his merits and virtues can confer gods, and countless people in the court cut their heads and wanted to climb up. He dared to leave without authorization, and the memorials of the censor to attend him immediately filled the cabinet.

He rushed all the way to the prefect's mansion, only to be stopped by the yamen servant in front of the prefect's mansion. Wang Xuelin whipped him over and said angrily, "I'm Wang Xuelin, a member of the Ministry of Rites. Where is your prefect?"
The concierge trembled all over, and replied with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou is giving a lecture today, and the prefect is at Mr. Zhou's residence at this time."

Wang Xuelin frowned slightly, and asked: "But Mr. Zhou Wenfang, a great Confucian in Jiangdong?"
"Exactly," the porter hurriedly replied.

"Lead the way ahead, hurry up"

Wang Xuelin didn't have time to wait in the prefect's mansion. Since the local prefect was at the home of the great Confucian Zhou Wenfang, two things happened to be done at the same time. A plague broke out in Yangzhou, so it was necessary to ensure Mr. Zhou's safety.

The concierge led the way on horseback despite repeated urgings. He was an old man in the eunuch's family, and the imperial envoy's purpose was unknown, so he had to report it to the lord as soon as possible.

Soon, I came to the home of Mr. Zhou in the south of the city. This is a courtyard with three entrances. There is no gatekeeper. Zhou Wenfang is well-known all over the world and does not need guards. He once said that anyone who wants to study can enter to listen to lectures.

Wang Xuelin checked his clothes and saw that they were still clean, so he walked towards the lecture pavilion. Zhou Wenfang taught without discrimination, as a scholar, who would be disrespectful.

Dozens of people were densely surrounded outside the pavilion, today it was just a small talk, not many people listened to the talk, if it was a big talk, the whole courtyard was so densely packed with students that they couldn't stand up.

"The imperial decree arrives, Zhou Wenfang accepts it"

Zhou Wenfang was still wondering why two officials suddenly led people in. At this moment, when she heard the word imperial decree, she immediately understood, and hurriedly ordered someone to set up an incense case.

The students in the courtyard were startled when they heard the imperial decree, and they knelt down one after another. Not long ago, the news of the Jinling Long Street Palace Examination had spread to Yangzhou, causing a sensation immediately, and Li Qing's reputation reached its peak in an instant.

At this time, there is an imperial decree coming, so I don't feel like waiting carefully, I don't know what the decree of this wise king is.

After setting up the incense table, Zhou Wenfang changed into clean clothes and knelt down to accept the order: "Craftsman Zhou Wenfang accepts the order, long live my emperor".

"Fortunately, the emperor ordered that Zhou Wenfang, a great Confucian in Jiangdong, studied Confucianism intensively. He taught without discrimination. He is a sage in the world. Today, the imperial court founded the Guozijian to teach the world's talents. He wrote Zhou Wenfang to sacrifice wine for the Guozijian. I admire this"

"Grass people accept the order"

Zhou Wenfang knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times to receive the imperial decree. Tears flowed from his eyes. He is a Confucianist, so how could he not help the king to bring peace to all generations? Unfortunately, no matter how profound his knowledge is, the court ignored him.

Now that Xinchao is making great efforts, he immediately thinks of him, and the recruiting is a senior member of the fourth rank, not to mention the situation where the court positions are in short supply when the theory of meritorious deeds is spreading all over the world.

Fortunately, he has cultivated himself for many years, and quickly controlled his emotions. He sighed in his heart, how can the world be peaceful when the emperor is in power.

"Congratulations sir"

An official wearing a fifth-rank official robe rushed forward to congratulate him with a sincere tone. He is a friend of Zhou Wenfang and knows his heart well. He is really happy for his old friend at this moment.

Wang Xuelin looked at this official. He looked about 40 years old, his face seemed to have vicissitudes of life, and his beard had not been shaved for a long time, and it was almost in a line. This person should be the governor of Yangzhou, Bu Changshou.

When he smelled the strong alcohol smell on his body, his face became even colder, and he saw a huge wine gourd hanging on his waist. This gourd was slender, like a broom, and he felt even more displeased.

Now that officials at all levels are trying their best to manage government affairs, this Yangzhou prefect is actually a drunkard, no wonder there is a plague under his rule without knowing it.

Immediately, he said coldly: "Master Bu, you are guilty."

Bu Changshou was stunned, he didn't know where he had offended the imperial envoy, and he was not afraid, and asked neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know, my lord, please tell me."

Wang Xuelin was furious, pointing to the outside of the courtyard and said sarcastically: "Just when Mr. Bu was drunk and dreaming of death, a plague was breaking out in Yangzhou. As an official of Anmin, you didn't know it."

"what"

Bu Changshou was shocked, the plague was not a trivial matter, he had been studying meritorious deeds with his friend Zhou Wenfang during this time, and indeed he hadn't seen it.

Unexpectedly, the imperial envoy reminded me, and then I remembered that many of the students who heard the lectures often coughed frequently. It seemed that the number of coughs had increased in the past two days. At first, I thought it was caused by the colder weather.

His face turned white in an instant, and he hastily cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me for your failure."

After speaking, he immediately ran out of the courtyard. He had to rush back to the prefect's mansion as soon as possible to make arrangements for such a major event. Sun Fuxing also left with him. He needed the cooperation of the local government to study the plague.

Watching Bu Changshou leave the figure, Wang Xuelin sneered, how these people managed to be the prefect is really absurd.

Seeing Wang Xuelin's expression at this moment, Zhou Wenfang hurriedly explained: "The imperial envoy misunderstood Mr. Bu."

Wang Wenlin asked respectfully: "Please sir, please clarify your doubts."

Zhou Wenfang is a great Confucianist in the world, so he naturally said that there must be something hidden in it.

"Master Bu was born in the second class of the second class. Later, the king of Wu rebelled. He wanted to help the king of Wu to clean up the government. Later, he saw that the king of Wu was too talented and concluded that the king of Wu would be defeated. That's why he was addicted to drinking every day. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, because of It's a pity that the descendant's background can't be reused, that's why he behaves like this."

Wang Wenlin shook his head and said: "I don't agree with this official. This person has suffered poorly, but his actions are hateful. If the court didn't trust him, why would they hand over Yangzhou to him to govern? It is clear that he is slack."

Zhou Wenfang shook her head secretly, this imperial envoy is still young.

When the plague was finally discovered in Yangzhou, Jin Yiwei discovered something was wrong two days in advance, and used special channels to spread the news to Jinling, and it was soon placed on Li Qingyu's case.

(End of this chapter)