Shang Ruyi also turned her head to look at Yu Wenye, with a trace of struggle in her eyes.
One must know that Yu Wenqian’s action does indeed give those patients confidence, allowing them to recover more quickly, and even stabilizing the public sentint in Daxing City as a whole. However, at the sa ti, it infinitely magnifies his contributions in managing the plague.
After all, the people will only see what is right in front of them.
Therefore, if they organize a grand consultation at Mingde Gate and release the cured citizens from Yanzuo Square, what the people will see is that under his governance, in East City, dicine is dispensed freely, few patients have died, and a large number have been cured.
In contrast, rely a street away in Changle Square, it’s a completely different scene.
In Changle Square, the number of people who have died due to the plague far exceeds those in Yanzuo Square. Moreover, up to this point, there is not yet anyone completely cured, and Pei Xingyuan is selling overpriced dicine, almost causing civil unrest!
Though they have long understood and accepted this reality — it’s the cost of Yu Wenye choosing to save more patients, spreading the already insufficient stock of dicine evenly across all patients, naturally resulting in the plague being eradicated later than in Yanzuo Square and thus missing out on the "great reward" Yu Wenquan spoke of.
But, if they follow Yu Wenqian’s suggestion, then this ti Yu Wenye’s managent of the plague not only gets overshadowed but becos utterly fruitless!
"This way—"
Shang Ruyi instinctively wanted to say sothing.
But that faint breath had just exited her mouth when a warm large hand beside her pressed down, and she imdiately closed her mouth.
Turning her head, she saw Yu Wenye lift his head and calmly say, "This way, it’s excellent."
Yu Wenquan’s eyes flickered: "Oh?"
Yu Wenye said, "It’s indeed great news that these more than three hundred people can recover so swiftly, but it shouldn’t be rushed simply because it’s good news; in the chance that infected people leave the city and trigger another wave of plague—how could we face the people then?"
"..."
"So, elder brother’s thod is correct."
"..."
The unexpected sincerity in his words, along with a calm expression devoid of displeasure or anger, caught Yu Wenquan by surprise, bringing a satisfied smile to his face.
He gently said, "It’s good that you think this way."
Seeing this situation, Yu Dingxing’s deeply sunken eyes flashed a cold glint as he suddenly said, "Since this is so, I volunteer to lead the Left Brave Guard Army to Mingde Gate to maintain order and ensure no infected individuals easily leave the city."
Yu Wenquan nodded: "Good, this makes things more secure, so I’ll leave this task to you."
"Yes!"
Yu Dingxing accepted the order, imdiately turning to look at Yu Wenye, smiling as he said, "By the way, are there any patients cured in Changle Square? If there are, we should prepare for the numbers."
Yu Wenquan also said, "Indeed, if there are cured patients in Changle Square, perhaps it would be better to release them together this ti. Of course, you should first organize the roster before releasing according to it."
"..."
Yu Wenye remained silent for a mont, then calmly said, "Reporting to the Grand Chancellor, there are currently no cured patients in Changle Square, General Yu only needs to sort out the three hundred and twenty-one individuals."
Yu Wenquan’s brows slightly furrowed: "Not a single one?"
Yu Wenye replied, "None."
"..."
Yu Wenquan cast a deep glance at him, seemingly trying to find so "flaw" in his expression. However, he also understood that Yu Wenye wouldn’t joke about such matters; though his face remained unchanged, a trace of faint disappointnt crossed his eyes.
After a long pause, Yu Wenquan said, "Very well, just manage the three hundred and twenty-one individuals listed on this roster."
Yu Dingxing imdiately smiled and said, "Yes."
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi maintained her composure, though her hands beside her were quietly clenched into fists.
She could clearly see that this was a deliberate act by Yu Dingxing.
It was evident to anyone that the situation in Changle Square was not optimistic, because from the start, all the severely infected citizens retrieved by the Left Brave Guard Army from outside the city were distributed to Changle Square. With many patients and severe cases, and now even lacking dicinal resources, the recovery effectiveness and number of people could not compare to Yanzuo Square; otherwise, Yu Wenye wouldn’t have delayed reporting the numbers and roster until now.
Yet, he intentionally asked this question in Yu Wenquan’s presence to embarrass Yu Wenye.
To clearly show Yu Wenquan which son possessed greater abilities, ensuring that the "great reward" later would naturally follow.
Thinking this, Shang Ruyi took a deep breath.
Then let out a long sigh, saying to Yu Wenquan, "It’s all my fault. If I could assist my husband properly, the plague in Changle Square wouldn’t have been delayed repeatedly."
Although disappointed, upon hearing her say this, Yu Wenquan imdiately waved his hand: "What are you saying?"
"..."
"Managing a plague is inherently challenging; after all, you are still young and lack experience, so it’s not your fault."
Shang Ruyi imdiately replied with a smile, "Speaking of experience, my elder brother managed East City well, enabling rapid recovery for the patients in Yanzuo Square."
"...?"
Perhaps sowhat surprised that she would suddenly ntion him at this ti, Yu Wenqian turned back to give her a startled glance.
Then said, "Not at all."
Shang Ruyi spoke again, "I hope that elder brother won’t be stingy with his advice. With elder brother’s experience, we can treat more patients in Changle Square and let them recover soon."
Yu Dingxing remained silent, but let out a cold breath.
"..."
Yu Wenqian slightly widened his eyes to look at her, then, after a mont of silence, gently said, "That, naturally."
Upon hearing his words, Yu Wenquan’s face also showed a satisfied smile and said, "Indeed, although this ti Daxing City is divided into East and West for governance, the ultimate goal is to quickly eradicate the epidemic and let the common people live peacefully."
"..."
"Only if you brothers unite can this be accomplished."
Yu Wenqian and Yu Wenye imdiately stepped forward and said in unison, "Yes."
Shang Ruyi looked at them, then at Yu Wenquan, smiling as she said, "Father is right, as the saying goes, ’fighting a tiger relies on brothers.’ If the brothers cannot support each other, who can we rely on in this chaotic world?"
"..."
"So——brothers’ unity is the most important."
The four words "brothers’ unity" were emphasized, and Yu Wenquan nodded repeatedly upon hearing them.
Yu Wenqian looked at her again, his gaze seed to flicker, but he still said nothing.
At this mont, Yu Wenquan turned to look at Yu Dingxing and said, "Oh, you just ntioned there was sothing unreported, what is it?"
"Uh, it’s——"
Yu Dingxing seed unprepared for Yu Wenquan to rember this, hesitating when suddenly urgent and heavy footsteps sounded from outside, getting closer until they reached the door, causing everyone to instinctively turn their heads.
A little eunuch appeared, panting as he ran over.
Yu Wenquan slightly furrowed his brow and asked, "What’s happening?"
The little eunuch entered Chengqing Hall, and upon seeing so many people was montarily shocked, but quickly gathered himself, stepped forward to salute, and then said, "Duke, people have arrived from Taiyuan."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Wenquan’s expression slightly changed, and he imdiately asked, "Who has co?"
The little eunuch replied, "The visitor claims to be the personal soldier of Huang Gongyi, Song Shiyuan, saying he has urgent matters to report to the Pri Minister."
Yu Wenquan gestured, "Bring him in."
"Yes!"
The little eunuch promptly turned and left, his footsteps even more hurried than when he ca.
Inside Chengqing Hall, the expressions of several people changed.
Taiyuan—where Yu Wenquan, during his ti as Shanxi Comfort Envoy, had guarded as his place of origin. He only left to support the return of Chu Chengfei to Daxing City. Yet, even in leaving, he couldn’t completely abandon Taiyuan, so he specifically left Yu Wencheng and his most trusted Deputy General Huang Gongyi to guard the area.
In recent days, Taiyuan did not encounter any major incidents, allowing him to fully focus on handling affairs in Daxing City.
Unexpectedly, just now, soone arrived from Taiyuan!
Moreover, it was the personal soldier of Huang Gongyi assisting Yu Wencheng in guarding Taiyuan.
In such a situation, no news ant no issues.
Once news arrives——
Thinking of this, Yu Wenquan’s brow involuntarily furrowed, and inside Chengqing Hall, the atmosphere of calm brought by the statent "brothers’ unity" turned tense and peculiar. Yu Dingxing instinctively furrowed his brow, even Yu Wenqian unconsciously stepped forward, looking gravely at the entrance of Chengqing Hall.
However, he maintained decorum and did not imdiately ask, only showing an anxious breath.
Yu Wenye and Shang Ruyi exchanged a glance but said nothing.
A mont later, more hurried and heavier footsteps were heard, everyone raised their heads to see a tall figure entering from outside.
The visitor, in his early thirties, dium stature, dark skin, with eyes slightly red due to bloodshot traces, had evidently been traveling day and night, dusty, and carried an intimidating aura, recognized as Song Shiyuan, the personal soldier of Huang Gongyi.
Once inside, he imdiately knelt before Yu Wenquan in a disciplined manner, "Greetings, Duke and Grand Chancellor."
Yu Wenquan asked, "Why have you co?"
Song Shiyuan knelt, without raising his head, solemnly said, "This soldier is ordered to seek rescue from the Duke!"
Rescue?
Upon hearing this word, Yu Wenquan’s eyes widened. Even Yu Wenqian couldn’t hold back, stepping forward and sternly asking, "Taiyuan—what has happened?"
Song Shiyuan raised his head, eyes crimson, voice hoarse and anxious, "Within Taiyuan City, an epidemic suddenly appeared!"
"What?!"
At that mont, Chengqing Hall felt like it had been struck by a muffled thunder, shaking everyone’s souls. Yu Wenquan even froze for a mont, then regaining composure, his eyes instantly reddened, urgently asking, "How is my son? How is he?"
Song Shiyuan solemnly replied, "The third young master—has also fallen ill!"
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