So everyone explained the matter to the palace steward.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The palace steward burst out laughing on the spot.

Everyone looked sideways, wondering why he was laughing.

"Butler, I wonder why you are laughing?" Zhu Xiuyuan asked everyone the doubts in their hearts.

The palace steward stopped laughing and glanced at Zhu Xiuyuan, "Master Zhu, and Dong Canjun, I wonder if you still remember that in the house in the east of the city, in addition to the 100,000 stones of grain, there were countless gold and silver

Jewelry, banknotes and title deeds?”

"What does the butler mean?"

"Haha, I said at the beginning that this was ill-gotten wealth. As for its disposal, we still need to discuss it with Governor Fang. But now that Governor Fang can't retreat, I can only discuss it with Dong Canjun."

Zhu Xiuyuan suddenly realized: "What the steward means...use this batch of ill-gotten wealth to buy rice from their rice shops from which rice shops?"

Following Zhu Xiuyuan's explanation, everyone understood and stared blankly at the palace steward.

That’s a lot of ill-gotten wealth!

They have all been sent to the palace. Is the palace steward really willing to use it to buy rice?

"What Mr. Zhu said is right." The palace steward nodded and looked at Dong Cheng: "This batch of ill-gotten wealth must be the people's fat and the people's anointing. If you get it from the people, you will naturally use it for the people!"

"Gao Yi, the steward of the palace..."

"Poyang King Gaoyi..."

Everyone expressed their praise one after another, speaking from the bottom of their hearts.

The smile on the palace steward's face became wider and wider, and he said: "Dong Canjun, Zhu Gongzi, and all of you, I, the Poyang Palace, will buy the food for disaster relief this time. I believe those rice shops will give me a suitable

'Sale price!"

"Thank you so much, butler..."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

…

If the Prince of Poyang goes to discuss "business" with a spear and a knife, it will naturally be unfavorable.

After trying various methods to no avail, the shopkeepers of the rice store were forced to accept the "reasonable" selling price from the Poyang Palace, opened the warehouse, and allowed the ants to move the food away one by one...

The housekeeper of the palace was secretly happy that buying so much relief food at a "reasonable" price would not let others say that the Poyang palace was bullying others. After all, they had paid for it.

You can also get a good reputation!

What a good deal.

But in any case, the problem of food shortage has been solved.

The most critical issue now is the prescription to treat the plague.

So Zhu Xiuyuan immediately rushed to the City God's Temple, where Doctor Zhang prepared and tested the prescription.

"Has the problem of plague infection been contained?" Doctor Zhang glanced at Zhu Xiuyuan, then lowered his head and fiddled with a table of medicinal materials.

"Another 50,000 to 60,000 people were infected last night, which is much lower than before!" Zhu Xiuyuan replied.

"Oh?" Doctor Zhang stopped moving his hands and looked slightly surprised, "In addition to the isolation method, it seems that my other methods are also somewhat effective."

"It is far from enough. We must reduce the number of infections every day and completely eliminate infections. To this end, the palace steward has ordered the palace generals and soldiers from the Jiangzhou camp to act as 'supervisory troops'. He will not punish them with ruthless measures.

People who follow the rules..."

Doctor Zhang continued to fiddle with his medicinal materials, and said softly: "Foolish people, who hide their diseases and refuse to treat them, deserve to be infected with the plague!"

Zhu Xiuyuan's mouth twitched, thinking that this miracle doctor Zhang... was so speechless. Do you really hate "foolish people" so much?

"But it is foreseeable that many people will lose their lives because of this... I wish, brother, are you not afraid of being criticized by the world?"

Zhu Xiuyuan smiled calmly, "There is nothing we can do about it. Since ancient times, we have to kill chickens to scare monkeys. At this critical period, if we don't use harsh methods to rectify it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything! In general, I am doing it for the good of everyone. I have a clear conscience.

That’s it!”

"What a 'I have a clear conscience', haha, this is what I mean!" Doctor Zhang said with a smile.

…

While Zhu Xiuyuan was chatting and laughing with Divine Doctor Zhang, the royal family generals in silver armor and the Jiangzhou camp soldiers wearing armor and holding spears were divided into small teams and patrolled around the entire city.

.

Murderous.

Not far to the west of the Chenghuang Temple is a temporary "quick lime firing workshop".

Quicklime is produced here day and night to meet the disinfection needs of the entire Jiangzhou City, especially the isolation area.

"It's so unreasonable. We have all become victims of the disaster, and we are forced to take a bath, change clothes, and drink gall-like medicine..."

A young victim complained softly and slowly walked away from the "Quick Lime Burning Workshop".

His clothes were very tattered, and the strips of cloth were fluttering in the wind, but they were relatively clean, except for the lime stained on them.

The tattered clothes were clean because they had been changed just last night, and the stains of lime on them meant that he worked in the "Quick Lime Burning Workshop."

He muttered as he walked along the street to a place ahead.

That place was a temporary public toilet.

If everyone nearby needs to use the toilet, they must go there.

Regarding this point, those in the "propaganda team" have talked about this many times.

When he passed in front of a small alley, his steps suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked around, seeing no one there, so he walked into the alley.

"I want to pee here, but I don't want to go to that toilet. Let's see what you can do to me!"

With a sense of vengeance, he aimed at the wall and started to release water...

However, he had just filled half of the water when a loud roar suddenly came from outside the alley: "If you release filth privately, you should be killed! Someone, take it down for me!"

The sound sounded like a loud bell or a gong.

This young victim was doing something "illegal" to begin with. Although he felt a sense of revenge in his heart, he was also unavoidably guilty.

Therefore, the loud roar not far away was like a bolt from the blue to him.

Scared everyone.

I hurriedly stuffed the object that was filled with water back, and my pants got wet.

But he didn't care much anymore and hurriedly turned around and looked out of the alley. He saw a group of about twenty or thirty soldiers in silver armor and helmets, holding long guns and swords hanging from their waists, surrounding the alley.

Staring at him eagerly.

"Master Jun..."

He was frightened, and he remembered one of the words of the "propaganda team": if anyone violated the law of preventing and controlling the plague, he would be killed to scare the monkeys!

And the word "beheaded" in the words of the military master just now always echoed in his mind. Beheading, it would cost his life!

He was so frightened that he couldn't say a complete sentence. He wanted to escape, but his legs and feet seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't move.

He could only watch as those military men swooped over, like tigers stalking their prey, detaining him one on the left and the other on the right...

He only felt that the two arms held by the military men were about to break, and it hurt so much from being pinched...
Chapter completed!