The news of the successful treatment of the plague spread even faster. Regardless of whether they were infected with the plague or not, the common people and small forces all flocked to Ling Xue for help.
"Alright, let's continue copying the medicine!"
The boiled medicine was continuously shipped out of Ling Xue's yard, and all the prefectures under Ling Xue's jurisdiction sent people to transport the medicine.
Ling Xue asked Shen Zhen curiously, "What's going on? Haven't we already sent the prescriptions and herbs to the various prefectures? Why are they still coming here to ask for the medicine?"
Shen Zhen drank the medicine in his hand and replied with a smile: "Everyone knows that the medicine here is the most effective. It can not only cure the plague, but also some minor illnesses and pains. Who wouldn't want the medicine here?"
"I understand!" Ling Xue thought that the medicine might be so effective because of the medicinal spring. Forget it, she might as well copy more.
Shen Zhen came here to take Ling Xue away this time, but was stopped by the old doctor Liu.
"Sir, it's no use for Old Doctor Liu to stop us like this. The old general is still waiting!"
Ling Xue sighed helplessly, "He won't give up until he's figured out the medicine. I have no other choice. If all else fails, we can just run away secretly. We can't resort to violence, right?"
"Why does the old general insist on letting me pass?" Ling Xue was a little confused.
Shen Zhen touched his nose embarrassedly, then hesitantly said to Ling Xue: "The old emperor passed away, Shen Lin's adopted son succeeded to the throne, and Shen Lin is ruling the country from behind the curtain!"
Ling Xue was stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to find her voice: "Shen Lin is quite amazing!"
Shen Zhen continued, "Now, various princes are rushing towards the capital, each of them waving the banner of clearing the emperor's side and removing the evil concubine."
Ling Xue suddenly laughed: "Shen Lin is quite impressive. What does this have to do with us?"
Shen Zhen suddenly stood up, his voice trembling with excitement: "Why is it okay? The old general and the others probably want you to take them to the capital, right?"
After a pause, Shen Zhen continued, "It has come to this. We can't just stop. Otherwise, those who follow you will have no good ending!"
Ling Xue also knew that at this point it was no longer a question of whether she had ambition or not, but that the situation would push her forward. Otherwise, it would not only be her who would be doomed, but all those who followed her.
With a long sigh, Ling Xue stood up helplessly and walked back to the inner hall, leaving only one sentence for Shen Zhen:
"Let's set off tomorrow morning!"
In fact, according to Ling Xue's idea, they should not move for the time being, let those people fight first, and they will join in later.
Isn't it good for them to expand their territory bit by bit like this? Steady and steady is the best way to go. If they fight to the end, I'm afraid they won't even be able to fill their stomachs.
But Ling Xue still had to go this time, because she was afraid that the generals would rush forward in a fit of rage, so it would be better for her to go and watch it in person.
The old general was here just as Zhao Weiqing and his soldiers were discussing whether to send out troops or not. It was obvious that there were many radicals.
"Old General, should we go to the capital or not? Could you please give us some advice?"
The old general scoffed, "What did I say? Are you listening to me? The young master won't agree!"
Those with ulterior motives lowered their heads, but some continued to refute: "You always say that the young general is calm and steady and would not agree to attack the capital at this time, but you didn't even ask the young master. What if he agrees?"
"That's right, at least ask, otherwise we'll miss the opportunity!"
Just as everyone was arguing, a loud voice came out: "I don't agree!"
