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Chapter 1389 Alarmism?

Chapter 1389: Alarming?

"Listen to the old sister, I don't care about the real purpose of these poetry and tea parties?" Mrs. Wei asked with a smile at Song Ci.

Song Ci waved his hand: "What do you care about this? Old sister, you don't know what my sister is from. It's impossible for a noble person to appear on me? I am very vulgar!"

Princess Anping smiled and said, "You are so humble. Great vulgarity means great elegance, and you are so vulgar that it is so elegant."

"The eldest princess praises me like this, my old face will turn red." Song Ci laughed and returned to the topic, saying, "I said I don't care, do you really care. Or the same thing, as long as I raise something that can really help the disaster victims, I care whether they are for reputation or to win over whom? As long as the money is in place, it's fine."

"Similarly, the people don't care. What they care about is whether there is a house that does not leak, and they can have a good sleep if they have enough food, and they may have a stable sleep. All of this is based on money."

Everyone was silent.

"Now, drought is dead, flood is dead, and the people suffer. No matter how hard it is, they can save their own family and support their family. Why is this? It is naturally for survival." Song Ci sighed: "So you said I have anything to care about. I only care about one thing. Can they raise money to pay for disaster money?"

Mrs. Guan smiled and said, "Madam, you are kind and kind."

Song Ci waved his hand again: "I am old, and I can't see the pain of separation of flesh and blood. However, I am just a little old woman. No matter how hearted I am, it is impossible for me to help these countless victims. Now that the princesses have this heart, it's great. The power of one person is limited. This large group of people, there are a lot of 1,000 taels here and there."

“You are talking about it.”

Song Ci held the teacup and sipped the tea, then sighed: "Actually, it is not the real time to be really difficult. The most fear is that there will be a severe drought after the flood, and there will be a plague after the flood. Don't be afraid of anything else, just be afraid of the epidemic happening at this time. That is really difficult."

Everyone's hearts were terrified and goose bumps were all raised.

The epidemic situation is transmitted from human to humans. Although there will be no disaster in Beijing, it will be troublesome if it is infected with the epidemic situation.

Princess Anping frowned and said, "Madam, is it possible for the epidemic to occur?"

"It's hard to say whether it's big or not. The officials in the court must know better than me, the old woman. You can tell by looking through the records of the historian. In fact, this depends on the ability of local officials. The so-called precautions are not the case. If the parents of the local area are so vigilant, they will definitely prepare in advance and try to deal with the dead animals or even human corpses after drought and flood. It doesn't count as burying, it's best to burn it."

"Burn? Animals are easy to deal with, this person..." Song Zi's face turned pale. She wanted to vomit just by imagining the scene.

People pay attention to being buried in the soil. There are only those who have to be fully exhausted. Few people are willing to be burned after death and their bodies are not protected.

Song Ci smiled: "So this depends on the means and courage of officials in a place. If the treatment is done, the epidemic will not spread widely, but if it is not handled properly, alas, everyone knows the terrible bleakness of the epidemic in the past."

Everyone was a little frightened when they looked at each other.

"Look at my bad mouth, I'm all exaggerating? If you don't say this, Madam Gong, see if it's auspicious time, it's time to wake up Brother Dan." Seeing that everyone's faces were not very good, Song Ci changed the topic tactfully.
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