After dealing with the guards, Prince Zhenguo greeted Murong Jie in a friendly manner. His words were irrelevant, but every word revealed a sense of superiority.
After the greetings, the topic changed and he asked Zi'an, "Princess, do you have any idea about the epidemic?"
"Yes, there are some." Zi'an said.
"Any clues? Any progress?" Prince Zhenguo looked at her and asked.
Zi'an knew that he wanted to find out about the patient's condition and the progress of the prescription, but how could he let him know too much
Sui said: "What we know now is the route of transmission of the epidemic. It can be transmitted through air, breathing, saliva, contact with skin wounds, etc."
"Breathe?" The Prince of Zhenguo's expression changed slightly. "You mean, when these patients breathe, they will also spread the epidemic?"
"That's right, Lord Su was right to choose isolation." Zi'an said.
Prince Zhenguo sneered, "If breathing can be contagious, then everyone will be infected, right?"
It seems that he is just an unlearned person with no skills and only a name.
Zi'an said seriously, "That's right. If a patient talks to the prince, he will be infected if his immunity is weaker."
"Then the West District where we were just now is where the patients are housed. The air they breathe in there is also sick?"
The person asking the questions was Prime Minister Fang of Beimo, who came with Prince Zhenguo to visit the patients in the epidemic area.
"You can understand it this way." Zi'an said.
Prime Minister Fang just found it incredible, "If this is the case, won't the Northern Desert suffer a great disaster?"
"That's right." Zi'an was brief and to the point, not revealing too much information, and he didn't even say what the epidemic was.
The prince of Zhenguo naturally didn't believe it. Although the epidemic broke out in the disaster area, the death toll was not particularly large, and the number of people infected was not particularly large. At least, in this wooden village, there were only a few hundred people infected out of a population of several thousand.
The prince of Zhenguo didn't know that the percentage of people infected with the disease was very high in Muzhai, more than 10% of the people were infected.
"Then how to treat it? Do you have a prescription?" asked Prince Zhenguo.
Zi'an said: "I already have some clues."
"Just a clue? It's been three days since the princess entered the epidemic area, right?" Prince Zhenguo raised his voice, looking very unhappy.
"Why don't you ask the doctors in the epidemic area? It's been more than half a month since the outbreak. Have they found any clues?"
Prince Zhenguo glanced at the doctors in the Huimin Office. They all lowered their heads at the same time and looked at Zi'an with resentment.
"Then according to your estimate, Princess, when can the prescription be developed?" Prince Zhenguo asked patiently.
Zi'an thought for a moment and said, "I can't tell you the exact date. It might be one or two days, three or four days, or even seven or eight days."
Prince Zhenguo laughed, his laugh was both impudent and cold, "Princess, are you fooling me?"
"Your Highness thinks so?" Zi'an frowned.
"Isn't it? You knew whether it can be cured when you came into contact with the patient, right? It's been three days and there's still no conclusion on whether you can develop a prescription. Princess, are you fooling me?"
Murong Jie sneered when he heard this, "Your Majesty's words make me feel that this Northern Desert is really a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are hidden."
We have only been in the epidemic area for three days and already we need a prescription. Without a prescription, it's just fooling people. It's a joke.
No matter what Prince Zhenguo asked next, Zi'an remained silent. In the end, he even said that he would wait and see the patient's progress and left.
After Zi'an left, only Murong Jie was left to talk with Prince Zhenguo.
The conversation between the two overlords naturally revolved around war.
For example, the war between Beimo and Da Zhou.
"Regent, I have always been very curious. Your Great Zhou is seriously short of troops, but you dare to raise troops to invade. Could it be that the Emperor of your Great Zhou is a fool?"
Murong Jie turned the ring in his hand and glanced at Su Qing. He disdained to answer the question.
Su Qing sneered, "Prince Zhenguo is a really interesting person. He used the words 'raising an army to invade' very cleverly. Who did our Great Zhou offend? Who wants to encroach on our Great Zhou territory? In the eyes of Prince Zhenguo, defense is actually an invasion? It's like two people fighting, one of them attacks wantonly, and the other cannot resist or fight back?"
Prince Zhenguo looked at Su Qing and said, "He's from the Su family, isn't he? He's very sharp-tongued."
"Excuse me!" Su Qing said coldly.
"People who are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued are mostly cowards who are afraid of death when they go to the battlefield." Prince Zhenguo said with a smile, his words full of contempt.
Naturally, he looked down on Su Qing. If he didn't rely on the glory of his ancestors, who would he, Su Qing
"Then the prince of Zhenguo must be very scared of death." Murong Jie said coldly, "Hearing you talk endlessly today, you are really a sharp-tongued person."
Prince Zhenguo looked at Murong Jie and smiled, "Prince Regent, do you know that you are now in the territory of Beimo?"
Murong Jie said coldly, "Then Lord Zhenguo, you know that my Great Zhou is strong and powerful now, and your Northern Desert is short of food and grass. If I get angry and lead my troops to attack, how many days can you Northern Desert resist? Moreover, why was your Northern Desert's food and grass burned this time? It was struck by thunder and lightning, and even the heavens have no intention of giving you Northern Desert a chance to survive. How dare you show off your might here?"
"You..." Prince Zhenguo was so angry that his face turned blue, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The food supplies were burned by thunderbolts, and this matter cannot be made public in Beijing for the time being, especially since there are people advocating peace here today. This condolence is just for them to see.
Now, after hearing what Murong Jie said, these people looked at him with confusion.
His expression changed quickly, and the topic changed even faster. "My words just now were offensive, please don't take it as an offense, Regent. By the way, I heard that the most famous Qin Tower in the Great Zhou is called Chunxing Tower. I really want to go and see it. The people in the Great Zhou love to seek pleasure, and there are so many Qin Towers. I envy them."
Murong Jie naturally disdained to answer this question.
So, Su Qing replied, "There are not many famous Qin Towers in Da Zhou, Chunxing Tower is one of them. Unlike Beimo, there are all kinds of Qin Towers of different sizes in the streets and alleys of Kyoto. I would like to go and see them, too."
A general who advocated war and was accompanying him became angry when he heard Su Qing's words were always full of thorns. "It is said that the people of the Great Zhou are feminine, love to talk, and love to scheme. Now it seems that it is true."
This is equivalent to saying that there are many treacherous and cunning people in the Great Zhou.
Xiao Tuo watched everyone's heated argument before, and he couldn't respond at all. He was anxious. Now when he heard the general speak, he immediately had something to refute, "Plotting and scheming proves that we have brains. Unlike some people, they look big-headed but are obviously stupid and brainless."
"Who are you calling a fool and a brainless person? How can you say such hurtful things?" The general was a reckless and impulsive person. After hearing what Xiao Tuo said, he immediately got furious.
"I'm not talking about you, but if you want to take it personally, I can't do anything about it." Xiao Tuo said with his eyes wide open.
"You..." The general was at a loss for words and didn't know how to refute.
Su Qing smiled. Xiao Tuo didn't have any skills in speaking, but this general couldn't even win an argument with Xiao Tuo. It was obvious that he was really a brainless person.
This temporary confrontation established an antagonistic relationship. Prince Zhenguo looked at Murong Jie, and Murong Jie also looked at him. Both of them were thinking the same frank words in their hearts: I want to kill him.
(End of this chapter)