The Great Tang: World Martial God

To say that this cold winter, that mansion is the most lively, it must be the Marquis Mansion!

Since the third day of the auction, the entire Marquis Mansion has completely turned upside down!

Horses and carts were lined up in front of the Marquis’ mansion with heavy wooden boxes, and the front yard was filled with boxes full of five baht coins.

The four domestic servants hurriedly recorded the receipt information on the paper, and hundreds of domestic servants sat on the low stool and counted the coins.

The jingling bells of copper coins fell, like beating notes one by one, forming a song of golden mountains and silver mountains.

Tang Hao was lying on the seat halfway around the stove, watching the servants busy, his face blooming with joy.

Two prototypes of the greenhouse prepared for the severe winter have been repaired.

When the time comes, a kang will be burned, and a flue will be created on the mezzanine outside the partition wall. It must be possible to live in a warm concrete house during the most severe cold.

At that time, Princess Changle would inevitably defecate with a big belly, and she can also live in this greenhouse without fear of cold, and will not affect the fetus in her abdomen.

There is also the greenhouse of the imperial village, which is also under construction. Take out a few flues and heat the ground, and then there will be more green vegetables in the Marquis' mansion!

In the workshop, proceed as usual, this is the source of my own money.

The clothes sewed by a dozen or so dressers patiently, and the coal stoves made by the blacksmiths, have stocked up most of the houses, waiting for the next wave of sales.

The female steward came to complain.

"Master Hou, there are already fifteen wooden boxes in our money warehouse, and all of them are five baht copper coins."

"The money can't be put down anymore."

Hearing this, Tang Hao touched his forehead, not crying or laughing.

This money is too much and there are still these troubles!

"Send another five cars to Yangzhou, and another five cars to the restaurant."

"Also, those carriages at the gate of the mansion, let them go to the cabinet and save a five-carriage!"

When others save money, one person takes a purse, or two people carry a wooden box.

This Marquis Mansion is good, it's just a few cars!

The female steward slapped her tongue, responded and hurried down to start planning.

"Hey! Worry!"

A sigh came from the figure sitting on the seat.

As soon as the voice fell, a blow of the powder fist hit the leisurely figure.

"Look at you!"

"A few carts of coins will make you look like this proudly!"

...

North Cloud City.

The recorded results far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Half of the entire North Cloud City has already fallen, and some have been infected by the appalling sore, sickly waiting for the arrival of death.

There were also sporadic erythema on many arms and wrists, coughing bursts, hot body, heavy breathing, which was obviously a precursor to the invasion of this disease.

The official threw these patients into a corner of the East City and gathered them temporarily, but the following incidents were a bit caught off guard.

The soldiers responsible for gathering these patients also had mild infections, and there was more than one.

The North Cloud City official who started to undertake this matter was half-dead in fright, and ran madly to report to the leading medical officer.

"My lord! This illness is really terrifying, and the soldiers under the officials have already had a slight cough!"

"This... this disease is pervasive!"

Before he lived and died, the official had no idea what kind of illness he was facing, and he was able to drag him on to his corporal without knowing it.

When I was shocked, the first thing I remembered was that I would also rush to footsteps, and my heart was already timid.

Hearing this, the leading medical officer was a little stunned. He recalled that the two soldiers in his residence in the past two days coughed frequently and breathed heavily. It was the people who blocked the two sick men and women earlier.

Almost subconsciously, the leading medical officer concluded that this was a sign of infection.

Could it be possible that this intimate contact, touching some of the clothing of those who are ill, will also spread the infection?

In the next moment, the leading medical officer remembered that he had uncovered the bedding of the dead old man, and for a moment the leading medical officer turned pale.

"Quick! The order goes on, the whole city is under martial law, no entry is allowed!"

The leading medical officer glanced at the panicked official as he thought about it, and said.

"Go and burn the clothes and utensils left by those who died of illness! Remember not to take it directly, you must look for things like wooden sticks to churn!"

Seeing that the official ran out like wind, the leading medical officer's face was stunned, and he waved to stop the medical officers who were still busy in the mansion.

"As expected, our home is no longer safe."

Glancing at the medical officers who were shocked, the leading medical officer's face became more serious.

"If it's right, I will suffer from this sore too."

As soon as this remark came out, the leading medical officer was already in everyone's mind, with sores and pus and blood on their faces.

Subconsciously, everyone took a step back, their faces full of consternation.

Now, let alone the diagnosis and treatment, even what the disease is, I haven't figured it out yet, my leading medical officer has actually contracted this stubborn disease!

Facing the unknown, human instinct is fear.

It is impossible to say that these medical officers are not afraid.

He waved his hand slightly to signal these medical officers to calm down for the time being, and the leading medical officer closed his eyes and swallowed his saliva, seeming to be thinking, but also making a difficult decision.

After a while, the eyes that suddenly opened were full of determination.

"From this moment on, everything I have used will be brought to Westinghouse, and no one can use it again."

"Listen, we are the medical officers of Datang. It is our doctor's duty to suspend the pot to help the world and cut out the disease."

From the pair of eyes, the medical officer saw a look of firmness gradually dominate, added.

"From this moment on, record all my illnesses daily!"

"Get the herbs, ready to develop prescriptions!"