The Ganqing Palace was silent, only the big bell sent by Zhu Yunxiu swayed regularly, making a dripping sound.

Old Zhu stared at the scarlet longan eyes, stared at the group of officials kneeling below, and roared like an evil dragon.

"Why don't you talk? Are you all mute?"

"What about your usual quarrels?"

"If you don't discuss a way to prevent and treat it today, you will not leave the palace!"

All the officials kowtowed and apologized when they heard this, but they still said nothing after the apology.

Although the emperor's words were a bit unreasonable, they all understood that the emperor was worried about the people, the capital, and the people of the Ming Dynasty.

But His Majesty the Emperor was too impatient, and His Majesty the Emperor didn't think about it. If they had the ability to solve smallpox, they wouldn't have to kneel here. They should be sitting on the altar and being worshipped by the emperor and the people.

That's smallpox!

Since ancient times, which dynasty has not been forced to take this kind of thing? Who has a good way to treat it?

It is said that the reason why Emperor Renzong of Song adopted someone else's son as emperor was because his son died.

There is a smallpox contribution here.

Of course, this is just a legend and no one has a definite proof.

Just as everyone was staring at each other, Zhu Yunxi, who was kneeling in the corner, suddenly thought of two words - cowpox?

"Grandpa, grandson seems to have a way..."

Lao Zhu's heart was shocked when he heard this, but when he heard that the person he was talking to was Zhu Yunyu, his old face pulled down again.

"Shut up!"

"We will deal with them before we can deal with you!"

"Grandpa, grandson really has a way. I seem to have heard that you can use acne to prevent and treat it..."

"Vaccination?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he looked thoughtful in his eyebrows. When the officials kneeling below heard this, their eyes lit up.

"Your Majesty, I have thought that there has been a method of cultivating acne since ancient times, but this method is quite troublesome to deal with. It is passed down by the master and the disciples, and it is passed down by word of mouth, but it is secretly revealed."

"If Your Majesty posted a notice on the list and hired a civilian with a lot of money, you may not be able to obtain this method!"

When Lao Zhu saw Qi Tai say this, he couldn't help but believe it.

Qi Tai is a person he is quite optimistic about, and that is the loyal minister who intends to leave it to Dasun. If he says this, that kind of acne method seems to be really feasible.

"Since that's the case, please go and do it now!"

"You happen to be in the Ministry of Rites, so I will draw an imperial edict for us, and order all subjects and people to prevent and control the smallpox and save all the people, the duke will be rewarded with each other and a thousand gold medals will be given to you!"

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang said this, all the officials in the hall were red with excitement.

Duke!

How many dukes were given to me when the Ming Dynasty was founded?

Now His Majesty the Emperor actually wants to take the Duke as a reward, so the talented and strangers in the world will not flock to you!

Although Lao Zhu was not stingy with the reward, he did not want to be regarded as a sucker, so he quickly added.

"Your Ministry of Rites and Imperial Hospital are responsible for selecting and declaring the list."

"If there is a person who is just a scattered person, don't deal with it for now. He will treat him with delicious food and drink first. Be sure to act like he is a rich man to buy bones to dispel the concerns of those who are truly capable!"

….

When everyone heard Lao Zhu say this, they all praised His Majesty's wiseness from the bottom of their hearts.

Although they complained about the emperor's viciousness and scrupulousness when they were fine, everyone had to admit that His Majesty the Emperor really saw through people's hearts and plotted things into their bones.

Before this list was posted, the emperor expected that there would be people who could fill the gaps and thought of a solution in advance, and he could truly be called the wise king.

After sending away the officials, Lao Zhu waved to Zhu Yunxie, who was kneeling in the corner.

"Get out!"

Zhu Yunxi was so scared that he was so scared that he was so scared that he was so bad today that he would beat him to death?

"Grandpa, grandson just made contributions to the advice, wuwu..."

Old Zhu glared at Dasun in displeasure and snorted coldly.

"Who wants to hit you?"

"We are tired, help us organize the memorials..."

"oh……"

When Zhu Yunxiu heard that he didn't have to be beaten, he ran over and helped Lao Zhu sort out the memorial.

"Grandpa Emperor, how do you organize this thing?"

"You can watch it, just put the rules!"

Lao Zhu leaned against the back of the dragon chaise and stared at him, wanting to sleep but unable to sleep. His mind was full of tragic scenes of the corpses of the capital (hysteria and hysteria, prevention and harmony) rampant words, and the corpses of the people were pulled out in a car.

In fact, he has seen this scene many times in his life, and many times he is a participant. When he was a child, his parents and elder brother died within a week. He used a flatbed car to pull him out of the village and borrowed a piece of land for him to buried him. After that, he became a monk, traveling around and begging along the streets, and witnessing countless epidemics and famines. It was really like a mustard of human life.

He thought that he had become the emperor and had worked hard for so many years, even if the Ming Dynasty dared not say that it was far superior to the Han and Tang Dynasties, it would at least be called a peaceful age, right?

How could I think this kind of thing happened again?

Lao Zhu also detained Dasun in the palace because of the outbreak of epidemics in various places. Not only did he not dare to let him inspect the prefectures and counties in the Yangtze River for him, he didn't even dare to let him leave the palace, for fear that he would get into a bad disease outside.

Zhu Yunxiu was also bored in the palace, so he led a group of princes and grandchildren to improve the method of fighting crickets and came up with the idea of ​​launching the Ming Dynasty Cricket World Championships.

However, before he could practice this idea, it was interrupted by Lao Zhu's arrogant and arrogant attitude.

Zhu Yunyu divided the memorials into two parts according to the approved and the unrecognized memorials, and the unrecognized memorials were classified according to the priorities of the matter.

Just as he had just finished sorting out and was about to go out secretly, Old Zhu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Where do you want to go again?"

Where else can Zhu Yunxi go? Naturally, he wanted to go to the main hall to see if the heroes of the World Championships were going to be killed.

At least save it first and get a few hundred cricket pools.

"Grandpa Emperor, are you not sleeping?"

Lao Zhu dragged his tired body and looked at his Yu'an again. Seeing that the Yu'an was neatly tidy, he felt a little less bored.

"I'm not allowed to go anywhere today, just serve us!"

"well……"

Zhu Yunxi sighed helplessly, then lowered his eyebrows and stood beside the Yu'an, rubbing the ink strips boredly in the inkstone.

….

The eunuchs who were serving in the palace all secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw His Majesty the Emperor keeping the Third Emperor's grandson in the palace.

As long as the Third Emperor is here, even if His Majesty gets angry, there is still a place to vent his anger!

In fact, when His Majesty the Emperor suddenly rectified the main hall today, Qin Deshun was the first to be the leader.

If Qin Deshun hadn't seen the emperor's extremely angry, he appropriately reminded the emperor that his precious grandson was making trouble in the main hall, how could Old Zhu think of Zhu Yunxi's rebellious grandson?

Therefore, Qin Deshun betrayed Zhu Yunsheng without hesitation in exchange for peace in the Ganqing Palace.

Lao Zhu picked up a memorial casually and saw that it happened to be what he wanted to read the most, and he was suddenly surprised.

He hurriedly looked at the pile of memorials and saw that the ones near him were related to epidemics. The ones slightly farther away were the frontier reports, and the ones farther away were the daily affairs reported by officials from all over the country.

Seeing this, Lao Zhu nodded in satisfaction.

"How did you think of this separation?"

"Go back to Grandpa Emperor, grandson guess what you are most concerned about now is the epidemic, so put all the memorials related to the epidemic in the closest place to you, so that you can read them."

"As for unimportant things, we should naturally let them go a little further. Anyway, there is no hurry to do anything, and it won't affect you if you play one day earlier."

"You nerd grandson, you're a little clever!"

"I will write down this meal today for now. I will deal with you when I am in good spirits another day!"

"ah……"

Zhu Yunxi was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this. He thought he had avoided it.

"Grandpa, grandson knows that he is wrong, so please spare me this time."

"Besides, it's so boring to hold it in the palace all day long. My grandson is so helpless that he can't help it. This is how to improve the method of fighting crickets."

"Look at my grandson before, when did he become interested in fighting crickets?"

Old Zhu nodded secretly when he heard this, thinking that what Zhu Yunyu said was true.

Although this Nisun is naughty and does not like to study, he is not enthusiastic about fighting cocks, dogs, and crickets. He just likes to squat in Hope School and lead a group of craftsmen to study the iron lump that can squirt.

This hobby is not good, but it is definitely not bad.
To be continued...