Chang’an Peasant Girl

Looking at the people kneeling under the tower and begging him sincerely, Xiao Changyi said loudly, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!" All the people cried and thanked in unison.

The arrival of Xiao Changyi allowed them to find their backbone, and gave them hope again. Even if the hope was slim, they still chose to believe in Xiao Changyi, Prince Yi, and believed that Xiao Changyi would allow them to survive and live a stable life again.

In the past, Xiyun Kingdom was invaded by other countries, and the country was not peaceful at all. It was Xiao Changyi who repelled the invasion of other countries, and restored the stability of Xiyun Country, so that they no longer have to worry about being in fear every day. They hope, they firmly believe that Xiao Changyi can still be the same as before, so that they will no longer be worried and afraid every day, and they can live a stable life again.

Quiet and silently looking at the side face of her husband, her family is looking at the people below, and her face is cold and resolute, like a towering mountain, which makes people trust and admire.

And she is proud of having such a husband!

After comforting the people who wanted to leave the city, An Jing and Xiao Changyi walked towards the palace.

On the way back to the palace, An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't say anything, they just walked quietly, feeling very heavy and depressed.

This place is really not happy right now.

Jing Jing went back to the palace with Xiao Changyi, while thinking about what modern people would do if they encountered a plague.

In fact, she had thought about this on the way to Nanyan, but the conditions here are really limited, the technical level is also limited, and she is not a medical student, so she doesn't know how to cure the plague, so she is helpless now.

In the palace, someone has already arranged rooms for them.

After Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi went to the palace, there were only the two of them in the room where they lived, and there were no outsiders. Jing Jing said: "Master, in my previous world, there was something called Banlangen. It has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxification, cooling blood and relieving throat. It is often used for plague poisoning, fever and sore throat, etc. If we also have Banlangen here, maybe we can control the epidemic.”

"Isatidis?" Xiao Changyi frowned, pondered, pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

Jing Jing said: "I haven't heard of Banlangen here, but I think there should be one here, but I haven't found it, or it's not called that name."

Xiao Changyi said: "You tell me what it looks like, we can send someone to look for it."

"It's the root of woad, that's right!" An Jing slapped his head suddenly, "Water blue! It's called woad! Because it looks very similar to Chinese cabbage, but it is obviously different from Chinese cabbage. Its root It is Radix Isatidis, whose leaves can be extracted and used as a dye to dye clothes blue."

Song is the collective name for cabbage vegetables in ancient Chinese.

Here, Song also meant the same thing. As soon as Xiao Changyi heard Jing Jing's words, he knew what that woad looked like.

Jing Jing continued: "In my old world, the woad was used as a dye at first, and it was later used as medicine. Maybe it's the same here."

At this moment, Jing Jing is very fortunate that when there was an epidemic in modern times, she had a good understanding of this banlangen.

"Msanggong, let's go to the dyeing workshop and ask, and find out how their blue dye comes from, maybe it is really extracted from the leaves of this woad."