"Might! Might! "
Once he finished shouting, a few bailiffs stood on both sides of the hall. Their wind and fire rods clattered on the ground without any rhythm. Yang Fan walked out from behind the screen in a new official's robe. Feng Xihui's face was ashen as he walked up to him. His lips trembled as he said, "Doctor, look! This … this … this is too much! "
Yang Fan scanned the situation in the hall and couldn't help but feel angry. It seemed like he was going to suffer the same fate as Pi Erding. He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. With a pleasant expression, he asked, "What happened?"
Feng Xihui pointed to the front of the hall. His finger was still trembling. "More than half of the bailiffs on duty aren't here. They say they suddenly fell ill. Even the scribes who are taking notes aren't here. They also say they fell ill. Doctor, what are they … "
"Hehehe, don't worry, don't worry!"
Yang Fan patted him on the shoulder and grinned. He walked up the steps with a smile, turned to the back of the desk, held the desk with both hands, looked around, and slowly sat down.
Yang Fan's two hands lightly tapped on the table for a while. He had an idea in his mind. The corner of his mouth slightly revealed a trace of a smile, and his voice became truly calm, "Monitor!"
"Your humble servant is here!"
One of the bailiffs stepped forward and bowed. "Doctor, your humble servant is Deputy Monitor Yuan Han. Our monitor's name is Mo Qiu."
"Oh, Deputy Monitor Yuan. Monitor Mo and the other bailiffs who haven't arrived yet, where are they?"
Deputy Monitor Yuan hugged his wind and fire rod and cupped his hands. "Doctor, Monitor Mo and the other bailiffs who haven't arrived yet have suddenly fallen ill. They're vomiting and have diarrhea, so they've taken sick leave."
Yang Fan frowned. "How come I didn't know about this?"
Deputy Monitor Yuan hesitated and said, "Doctor, Monitor Mo and the others … have already taken sick leave from Doctor Chen."
"Oh …"
Yang Fan pretended to be enlightened. He turned his head and asked Feng Xihui, "Manager Feng, has there ever been such a case of so many officials in the Ministry of Justice being infected at the same time?"
Feng Xihui said angrily, "Never! They … "
Yang Fan quickly pressed his hands together and said, "Don't be impatient! Calm down! "
Yang Fan stuck out his chest and said, "In one yamen, half of the officials are sick at the same time; this kind of thing, Ben Guan has never heard of before. You guys are so muddle-headed. Why do you still look so muddle-headed, huh? "
Feng Xihui and Vice Class Leader Yuan were stunned. They looked at him in a daze, not understanding what he was talking about.
Yang Fan looked solemnly at the sparse scribes and nobles in the hall and said, "There are only two possibilities for such a situation. First, there is a plague! Second, the food in the kitchen was not clean! If it's just the food in the public kitchen that's not clean, then it's only our yamen's problem. But if it's a plague, then it's serious! "
"Ah?"
Feng Xihui and Vice Class Leader Yuan were stunned at the same time, but Feng Xihui immediately reacted. If it weren't for the fact that this was not a suitable place to laugh, he would have laughed out loud and raised both of his thumbs. "Brilliant! Really brilliant! Who said that our Yang Langzhong is a martial artist? This is quite the demeanor of a scholar like me! "
After Yang Fan finished speaking, he suddenly asked Yuan Han, "Have you brought Changlin and his son?"
Vice Class Leader Yuan was still thinking about the problem of the food being dirty and the outbreak of a plague. He didn't expect Yang Fan's thoughts to jump so quickly, and his brain couldn't keep up. He hurriedly replied, "No, Changlin is not at the docks. I heard that he went to gamble after he finished his work."
Yang Fan stared at him and said, "Gambling is not an evil act. How can the people at the docks not know where he gambles? Why can't they find him?"
Vice Class Leader Yuan avoided his gaze and replied with some fear, "Doctor, the people who were sent to bring Changlin to the docks … did not find him."
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Oh, that's good too. Vice Class Leader Yuan! "
"Yes, sir!"
"From now on, you will temporarily take over the position of Vice Class Leader!"
Yuan Han stammered, "Then … Then Vice Class Leader Mo …"
Yang Fan said sternly, "Vice Class Leader Mo needs to be quarantined! All public servants who have contracted a plague must be quarantined! "
Yuan Han's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "How ruthless! Isn't he afraid of offending everyone? "
Quarantining was an epidemic prevention system that had been popular since the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Once a person was quarantined, they would naturally not be able to work in the yamen. If they couldn't work, then they would not be able to receive their salaries, allowances, and even food. Money was a small problem. The problem was that once they were quarantined, they would have to be given an empty house and guarded together.
What did that mean? It meant that people who were suspected of contracting the plague would have to leave their houses and move to the wilderness. They would have to build a few thatched huts for them and throw some food into the huts every day. They would leave them to their own devices and only return home when they were sure that they were fine.
Yang Fan said sternly, "This is the capital city, the residence of the emperor. There are millions of people here. How can we not pay attention to the possibility of a plague?"
He coldly swept his gaze across the hall and said, "Scribe, write this down!"
The scribe was sitting behind a small table and was in a daze with his mouth open. When he heard the word "write down", he quickly spread out a piece of paper and picked up his brush. He did not dare to hesitate at all.
Yang Fan also did not sit behind the table. He stood up and slowly paced in the hall. He thought for a while and said, "I said, you will do the polishing!"
The scribe hurriedly replied respectfully, "Yes, sir!"
Yang Fan said, "Even though we do not know if the people who are suffering from an emergency in my yamen are suffering from a plague, but once there are symptoms, we cannot be negligent. This has always been the rule of the imperial court. Therefore, I have the following measures. Assistant Minister Cui of my yamen, the Luoyang Magistrate, the Imperial Medicine Bureau, the Imperial Physician Bureau, the Medicine Depository Bureau, the Hanlin Academy Medical Waiting for Imperial Edict, the Malady Square, and other yamens, please consult and report to the Political Affairs Hall! "
The scribe's hand trembled and left a blob of ink on the paper.
There were some things that could be done under the table. But they could not be brought up to the table. Otherwise, they would be breaking the unspoken rules of the entire profession and would incur public anger. But Yang Fan used the pretense of preventing the plague and did not mention a word about the dirty relationship between him and Chen Dong. This was very open and aboveboard.
Yang Fan lightly slapped his forehead and thought as he walked. He then said, "The imperial court will take care of the matters outside. The matter will be reported to the imperial court and it will be handled by the imperial court. Let's just talk about the yamen of the Ministry of Justice. First, check the public kitchen. Food must be stopped from today onwards. Everyone can go out for lunch. Only when it is confirmed that there are no problems with the public kitchen and that no one is suffering from the plague can the public kitchen be reopened to ensure safety! "
The scribe's hand trembled again. Yang Fan stared at him. He quickly lowered his head and continued writing, no longer looking at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan continued, "Secondly, carry out a major clean-up of the yamen. Mud, dirty water, sewage, and latrines must all be thoroughly cleaned out. This is to prevent stagnant Qi and the plague from growing."
"The third point is isolation. Everyone who reported to be sick today, please ask the Luoyang Prefecture and the Malady Square to come forward and quarantine them in the countryside. They will be given medicine to prevent the spread of the plague! "
"Fourthly, if there is anyone in the yamen who is listless and sick, immediately quarantine them!"
The yamen runners who were standing crookedly on both sides immediately straightened their bodies.
"Fifthly, please ask the Imperial Medical Bureau and the Imperial Medical Bureau to immediately prepare a medicinal soup for the epidemic and distribute it to everyone in the yamen to drink every day. Also, distribute it to all the yamen offices in the three provinces and six departments!"
The yamen runners who had straightened their bodies immediately grinned, as if they had just swallowed a mouthful of yellow lotus.
"Hmm … this is all I can think of for now. Have you written it all down?"
The scribe nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice. He repeatedly said, "I've written it down, I've written it down!"
Yang Fan said, "Make another copy immediately!"
The scribe agreed. He hurriedly grinded his brush and quickly made a copy. Yang Fan took a copy and looked at it. He praised, "Good writing! The wording is also good! "
It was already autumn and the weather was not hot, but the scribe seemed to be very hot. He raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his temples and smiled sheepishly, "Doctor Zhong, you flatter me!"
Yang Fan rolled up the copy in his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve. He chuckled and said, "This is not flattering. I was born a military general and am a boorish man. When it comes to writing documents, I am far inferior to you!"
The scribe laughed dryly and did not dare to reply.
Yang Fan said, "Alright, immediately send the copy on your desk to Assistant Minister Cui!"
"Oh? Oh, oh! "
The scribe quickly picked up the record on his desk and ran to the back of the yamen as fast as he could.
The vice-chairman and acting chairman of the Ministry of Justice, Yuan Han, hesitated and asked, "Doctor Zhong, our court has been promoted. Do we still need to interrogate the case?"
Yang Fan said, "The witnesses are not complete. Even the people working in the yamen are not complete. How can we interrogate the case?"
Yang Fan returned to the back of the public desk and looked at the yamen runners on both sides. Although they were sparse, they had unknowingly stood tall and straight like javelins. He grabbed the gavel and slammed it down with a 'bang'. He shouted in an imposing manner, "Dismissed!"
"Ouch!"
The gavel slammed down. Yang Fan frowned like a delicate lady who had accidentally stretched her slender waist. He pinched an orchid with one hand and held the back of his waist with the other. He slowly sat down behind the desk.
Feng Xihui and Yuan Han hurriedly stepped forward and asked nervously, "Doctor Zhong, what happened to you?"
Yang Fan rubbed his forehead. After a long time, he gently raised his head and said with a heavy expression, "I suddenly felt dizzy and my vision blurred. I feel nauseous. I am afraid … I am also infected with an acute disease."
"Ah?"
Feng Xihui and Vice Chairman Yuan were dumbfounded.
Yang Fan jumped up and said with a serious expression, "You should quickly step back, lest you get infected by me! I will set an example and immediately quarantine them! In order to prevent Assistant Minister from being infected, I will not ask for leave from Assistant Minister Cui. Please help me tell Assistant Minister Cui that I will go home and quarantine my whole family! "
"Doctor Zhong …"
Feng Xihui and Deputy Squad Leader Yuan eagerly watched Yang Fan stride out of the courtroom. Yang Fan waved his sleeves and left in high spirits. Looking at his energetic appearance, there was no possibility of him getting sick at all.
Feng Xihui glanced at Deputy Monitor Yuan and murmured, "Isn't this a little too big?"
Deputy Yuan sighed, "There are really people who are not afraid of it!"
The scribe took the 'Five Rules of the Ministry of Justice on Epidemic Prevention' written by Yang Fan, but he did not go straight to Assistant Minister Cui of the Back Yamen. Halfway there, he turned to the Ministry of Justice and barged into Chen Dong's room. "Doctor Chen," he said anxiously, "It's big, this time it's big!"
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