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Chapter 325 A suspected old friend is coming

Liu Yue and Ting Xue left the study and returned to the main courtyard, where they saw Shen Qingtan still looking through the roster.

"Second Grandma, do you think they'll take the bait?"

Following Shen Qingtan's instructions, Liu Yue placed a letter and a personal seal in the box.

“A smart person would have kept their composure and wouldn’t have opened the chest today.” Shen Qingtan closed the book and rubbed her sore eyes. “Only those who are impatient for quick success will take the bait.”

However, none of those selected and sent here are easy to deal with.

"Not urgent."

You need to be patient enough to wait for the fish to take the bait.

The only thing that worried her was Zhao Yi and her father. The place where they lived was ravaged by plague, and if they were to catch it, their lives would be in danger.

When a plague broke out in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhongheng stepped in to quell it.

Zhongheng is now unable to practice medicine due to a hand injury.

Although my cousin is a highly skilled doctor, his physical condition prevents him from continuing to practice medicine.

We can only hope that Imperial Physician Chen has a way to quell the plague.

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The once prosperous and wealthy city of Yingcheng has been ravaged by the plague and is no longer as bustling as it once was.

The city was covered in snow, and in the silence, there was a sense of despair.

The soldiers surrounded Yingcheng, cutting it off from both inside and outside.

Just then, a caravan of carriages came galloping by.

The soldiers stopped the carriage, saying, "The road ahead is impassable. Please turn back the way you came."

The coachman took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to the soldier: "His Highness is in the carriage. He has been ordered to Yingcheng to deal with the plague."

Upon seeing the token, the soldier recalled the orders he had received earlier: the Crown Prince would allocate funds, provisions, and medicines to support Yingcheng.

He handed the token back and went to the carriage: "Your Highness, the situation in Yingcheng is very dangerous. Please leave the supplies here, and I will arrange for them to be escorted into the city."

"No need. Open the city gates, and I will personally escort you in." After Zhao Yi entered the border of Northern Qi, he transferred money, grain, and medicine from Yuncheng and Panshicheng, which were near Yingcheng. He vaguely heard that the people from Yingcheng who came to Yuncheng and Panshicheng to do business fell ill, which frightened the people in the city and made them flee for their lives.

He then ordered the prefect to close the city gates and forbid people from leaving the city without permission, in order to prevent the spread of the plague.

The patient was then placed under separate care, and those who had been in contact with the patient were also placed in separate accommodations. Other residents were advised to stay at home and go to the isolation shed in case of any abnormalities.

Once everything was settled, he transported money, grain, and medicine to Yingcheng, intending to inquire about the progress on this side from Imperial Physician Chen.

If it proves effective, the method of controlling the plague will be taught to the doctors of Cloud City and Rock City so that they can treat the sick.

The soldiers couldn't stop Zhao Yi, so they opened the city gate and let him into the city.

Zhao Yi lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and all he could see was snow-white. There was not a single pedestrian on the street, and every household had its doors tightly shut.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers came towards them.

The soldier wore soft armor, a helmet, and his face was covered with a rough cloth, revealing only his eyes.

Even so, Zhao Yi immediately recognized the leader as the Prince of Zhenbei: "Stop the car."

The coachman immediately pulled on the reins and stopped the carriage.

Zhao Yi lifted the carriage curtain, stepped down from the carriage, and bowed to the Prince of Zhenbei: "Father-in-law."

When the Prince of Zhenbei saw Zhao Yi, his face darkened: "Didn't the soldiers outside the city stop you?"

Zhao Yi sensed the displeasure in the Prince of Zhenbei's tone and said gently, "Yuncheng and Panshicheng also have patients. Compared to these two cities, it is safer for me to stay here with my father-in-law."

The Prince of Zhenbei, considering Zhao Yi's identity, remained silent despite his displeasure.

The reason why Zhao Yi was not allowed to come to Yingcheng before was because they were worried that his health was weak and he would easily catch a disease and die here.

Now that Cloud City and Rock City also have patients, that's a different story.

Seeing that the Prince of Zhenbei's expression had softened, Zhao Yi took out a letter from his sleeve: "This is a letter that Manman asked me to deliver to you."

When the Prince of Zhenbei heard that his daughter had sent a message, he took the letter from Zhao Yi's hand. Upon seeing the familiar handwriting on the envelope, his expression changed from gloomy to cheerful.

He tucked the letter into his chest, pressed it against his skin, glanced at the frail Zhao Yi, and frowned: "Come with me."

"Yes." Zhao Yi got into the carriage and gestured to the driver to follow the Prince of Zhenbei.

The group arrived at the gate of a mansion, and the Prince of Zhenbei dismounted.

As Zhao Yi stepped off the carriage, he saw Imperial Physician Chen carrying a medicine chest as he came out of the house.

Dean Chen was wrapped up tightly, with only his eyes showing, and his hands were covered with gloves to keep warm.

Zhao Yi called out, "Academician Chen."

Dean Chen looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master Zhao, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to escort the supplies." Zhao Yi inquired, "How's the situation in Yingcheng?"

Academician Chen shook his head: "The situation is not optimistic." He sighed: "If Elder Zhong were here, the plague could be quelled."

Zhao Yi's expression was solemn, and he was about to speak when he heard the sound of wheels crushing the snow. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black-roofed carriage slowly approaching.