In four days, Song Beiyun spent four days to completely cut off the signs of the plague, and this matter did not even cause any trouble. However, only those who were in it could understand how magnificent the past few days were. But it was precisely because there was no trouble that many people realized what Song Beiyun had done in the past four days.

"There are still 300,000 people who will come from all directions immediately. King Fu Qiansui will not be able to settle by the princess. You must also deal with it in the way of the existing refugees, keeping it clean, clean, food, water, and urination and drowning. The outside of Luzhou City must be firmly cleared and the plague must be strictly guarded outside the city, otherwise the disease caused by the refugees will be enough to destroy the entire Luzhou City and even Jinling City." Song Beiyun squatted on the ridge of the field, rolling up his trousers, eating soup cakes like a doll from a farmer: "Also, the refugees later urged King Fu Qiansui to follow the method of His Royal Highness the Princess to isolate each of them. The 100-person group, the 100-person group, and each group will form a village in the future, but it is not possible now. I have an idea, which is to call this 100-person group for the commune."

Looking at the dark circles of the teenager in front of me, he was clearly a boy the same size as his daughter. But in the past few days, I really saw him lying on the ground several times tired, but after a short rest, he would plunge in again, and it would not be an exaggeration to forget to eat and sleep.

To be honest, King Fu was full of sighs. He was used to seeing scholars wearing red and green, and gentle and gentle. When he saw such people as he was when he was a teenager, he always had a very special emotion, but he couldn't say it, but he was like a thorn in his throat. However, if the young men in the world were like him, he would probably be able to soar into the sky and re-enter the Central Plains in three years, and even go west to Hangu Pass and north to Yanmen Pass.

"You have been tired these days, so go and rest as soon as possible." King Fu sighed secretly: "If you are tired, Jin Ling'er will be annoyed me."

"Hey, everything must be based on the mother's wishes, and the world will be over." Song Beiyun raised his legs and said, "Don't worry, King Fu Qiansui, I have a good idea. I am a person who cherishes my life."

The person who dared to call the princess a girl was in front of him, but King Fu couldn't get angry at all, because the more he looked at the child, the more he looked at the child, the more he liked him, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He had ideas, knowledge, courage, strategy and handsome, but he was the best. Looking at the talented and beautiful women in the city, he has not seen anyone help this refugee.

"Brother of the miracle doctor!"

A child ran to Song Beiyun barefoot quickly, holding a handful of wild fruits in his hand, and came over with a smile on his face and put the fruit next to him: "For you to eat."

"This thing is too unpalatable, don't eat it." Song Beiyun shook his head: "Take it back and eat it."

"My father said, "You are our great benefactor. This fruit is delicious, you can eat it."

"Hey, I said I won't eat this thing, take it back and take it back, and why don't you wear shoes?" Song Beiyun pointed at the little boy's dirty barefoot with chopsticks: "I'll let you take a shower every day, it's a waste? Didn't you give you straw sandals?"

"Those shoes are so... I'm reluctant to leave."

"Let me see you running around without wearing shoes. You're welcome to have the whip in your hand. Go quickly!"

The child came happily and left with grievance. The King of Fu smiled and asked, "I'm kind, you guy..."

"Hey, Qiansui. They are refugees. The fruit is one of their few snacks. I don't need anything. They are made of chicken, duck, fish and meat every meal, but they only have a few things. I take the things back and take them back. I don't need the things to show off, let alone, that fruit is really not delicious." Song Beiyun took out one from his pocket and turned around and handed it to King Fu: "Try it."

The King of Fu took it and didn't dislike it. He put it directly in his mouth and took a bite. An instant sour smell surged up. The King of Fu, who did not frown after taking the sword, ate the fruit but narrowed his eyes into a line.

"Yes." Song Beiyun looked like he had a treacherous plan: "I just said it was not delicious."

"You guy..." King Fu pointed at Song Beiyun with a giggle, and there was still a saliva on the corner of his mouth when he spoke, which was very disobedient.

Song Beiyun had a few bites, put the bowl on the ridge of the field, stood up and bowed to Fu Wang Gong: "The Qiansui private visit has been completed and I returned earlier. This is still an epidemic area, and it is not stable."

"Don't panic." King Fu raised his hand slightly: "I am also a person who has come over to thousands of troops, and I still have this courage. But I have something to ask you, you are obviously just a young man, why dare to walk in the plague?"

"Because I have knowledge." Song Beiyun picked up the kettle with him and took a big sip: "What kind of national justice is boring. The old man and I are just a doctor. If I don't save him when I see you, it will become a dereliction of duty? Some things must be done by someone."

"That's great." King Fu nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, there may be an imperial doctor coming to ask for advice in a few days, don't hide your own private matters."

Song Beiyun smiled: "Qiansui, you have seen the imperial doctors with great respect. It may take more than ten years for them to learn from me."

"You guy... arrogance!" Although King Fu said this, his face was full of smiles: "Okay, let's deal with it. I have an epidemic every year in the Song Dynasty. I am afraid I can't be busy with it alone."

"Okay, okay." Song Beiyun bent down and tied his legs and then covered his mask and scarf, revealing only his eyes: "Qiansui, I'm going to do it now."

King Fu nodded: "Go."

After returning to the Fu Palace, as long as you are not blind, you can see that Fu is in a very good mood. This is obviously different from the frowning he had been a few days ago. Princess Fu was surprised when she saw him.

"Prince, are you eating honey? Why are you smiling?"

King Fu changed his clothes and sat at the table with a private visit. The maid immediately came up to make tea. After drinking the tea, he said to the princess with a smile: "I went to the refugee residence today. I saw that the plague had subsided before it broke out and was in a good mood."

"You were frowning a few days ago." The princess said, "How come the plague has calmed down so easily? Do you still remember the time when you were young? Nine out of ten rooms are empty and the smell is everywhere."

"This matter has to start with that boy..."

King Fu was in a good mood, and his mood of speaking became much higher. He told the princess all the predictions, intervention measures and subsequent treatment methods of the plague. He couldn't help but slap the wonderful parts of it.

"If he hadn't been young, I really wanted to get him to my camp, this kid would have been a good trainer."

"Oh, Prince. I haven't heard you praise anyone for many years. Even if you talk about it, you are light and light when you talk about it, but why do you like this young man alone?"

King Fu gently twisted his beard, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, and then replied after a long time: "This child looks very much like the one I used to be. Every time I see him, it seems like I have returned to my youth. It's a pity that I have had an engagement... It's a pity."

"What a pity?" the princess snorted coldly: "You are so stupid. I have already told Jin Ling'er that if you think it's appropriate to grab it, what's wrong."

"You..." King Fu pointed at the princess: "How can you instruct her to do this?"

"Oh, who doesn't feel sorry for his daughter? If you marry those soft young people, I don't know how much hardship will be for my Jin Ling'er, who is so lively and free. If I think that child is good, he can suppress Jin Ling'er. Besides, you don't want to pass on your ability to have a good son-in-law?"

"I..." King Fu said something and fell into deep thought, but after a moment, he frowned and said, "What if he refused?"

"I refuse? Where is Jin Ling'er missing? You are getting more and more confused as you get older. Young man, didn't you have sister Linshuang back then? If my sister hadn't been there early, wouldn't I just be a fair wife?"

"Jin Ling'er is a fair wife for someone?" King Fu's eyes widened: "That's absolutely not possible!"

"You... you are so confused." The princess sighed: "Will that child now be a fair wife?"

When talking about this Fu King, he was very upset. He waved his hand randomly: "Forget it, this is a future talk, I won't mention it."

"You, you must see the secret knot of Jinling'er's beads, right? I don't believe it. If they are really hanging out together, you can have a way to break it up. If it is really as you said, don't force a great Erlang to another country."

"I also took advantage of the situation to compensate my daughter." King Fu rubbed his face hard: "I understand, don't say anything more..."

"Hey! Old guy, I've been a prince, dare to show off in front of me?"

"lady……"

What does it mean that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind never stops? Now King Fu is facing this state. He no longer wants to talk about this topic, but Princess Fu is dragging him and almost tormenting everything the sons of Song Beiyun and Jin Ling'er are called.

"The child's surname is Song, and he is a good surname. You have ink in your belly. What's the name if you are a grandson? What if you are a granddaughter?"

"Madam..." King Fu sighed: "I beg you, can you be too hasty at this time? Let your children go to trouble you for your children's affairs. Don't bother me."

"You are so old, why do you say that your children will mess with them? You are so embarrassed? Several of my sisters have become grandmothers a few years ago. You are going to be anxious to death." Princess Fu said, but she cried: "My body will disappear one day. If I can't see Jin Ling'er marrying a good family, how can I close my eyes?"

King Fu sighed: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. In this way, if that kid can get a good fortune, I will discuss this with him."

"You discuss? You discuss what you can discuss. You have to let Jin Ling'er make plans for yourself! As long as you, an old guy, don't interfere with it."

"Okay, okay...I don't care!"

"Old guy, are you impatient with me!?"
Chapter completed!