The wet streets after the rain are crowded with people, and the crowds wearing masks are heading towards the south gate of Taiyuan Prefecture.
They looked sad and angry, and dozens of leaders were divided into groups of four, each group carrying a coffin on their shoulders.
The high-rise windows of the houses along the street were opened one after another, and the residents poked their heads out and looked down curiously. A child asked in a low voice what these people were doing, and was pulled back by his parents who covered their eyes.
Seeing the crowd coming straight closer and closer, the soldiers who stayed at the city gate stood up one after another with stunned expressions. They subconsciously clenched the handles of their long swords.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of horse hooves came from far away. Sun Eryi, who came with his men in an hurry, tightened the reins, stopped suddenly in front of the city gate, and shouted angrily at the leading man of the coffin carrying team: "Wu Liang, are you looking for death?"
The man who was scolded was named Wu Liang. He was the foreman of a warehouse in the city. He had always been very honest. Sun Er knew him, so he was shocked by his behavior.
Even in peacetime, gathering thousands of people privately is a serious crime of disrupting order.
What's more, it's still during the plague. So many people are carrying more than a dozen coffins and attacking the city gate. The meaning behind it is self-evident.
"Sun Captou,"
Wu Liang raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you seeking death by staying in the city?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Sun Er did not answer, jumped off the horse, held the handle of the knife in his hand, walked straight to the crowd, and shouted: "Hurry up and put the coffin down!"
No one in the crowd moved, and the faces under the masks just looked at Sun Er indifferently and numbly.
Sun Er felt his hair stand on end for a while, but he still bit the bullet and said loudly: "Think clearly, how much has the Yamen done for the people in the city during this period? How much money has it spent?
You need to know that in the previous dynasty, the plague, which was far less harmful than the plague, could make eight out of ten houses empty and seven out of ten houses empty. Every family wept bitterly and every household mourned. More people died than alive.
Now if you want to survive, the best way is to listen to the arrangements of the imperial court and the Academy..."
"We listened, what happens next?"
Wu Liang asked the young man beside him to take his place and carry the coffin. He turned to Sun Er and said angrily: "The leaflet said that on the first day of the lockdown, there were only dozens or hundreds of cases in the city, and they were all concentrated near the station.
.
What did you say at the time? If everything goes well, the lockdown will be over in about half a month.
But what about now? There is plague in every city, and every household has lost its relatives and friends.
My wife was taken to quarantine. When she left, she asked me to take good care of the three children at home. She will be back soon. You must believe in the Yamen and the Xuegong.
As a result, five days later, I only received an urn, and I didn’t even know if it contained her ashes."
Wu Liang burst into tears and said angrily to Sun Er: "My two children also died of illness, and their ashes were placed in the coffin.
My youngest son and I are the only ones left at home.
Is the lockdown useful? Is it useful?
Instead of locking up thousands of patients among millions of people,
Instead, millions of people are locked up with thousands of patients!
Why didn't we just close the train station as the flyer said?"
"What do you know?!"
The grievances he had suffered for many days were also ignited at this moment. Sun Er said loudly: "When the city was closed that day, the plague in the city had already spread. The consequence of sealing only the train station was that the plague was rampant! The entire Taiyuan Prefecture turned into a
Dead zone!"
"What now?"
Wu Liang said sadly: "The leaflet said that the yamen can set up an isolation area and let people who want to go out of the city stay in different wards in the isolation area and observe them for fifteen days to eliminate the plague.
Let people who want to go out of the city go out and seek refuge with relatives and friends, instead of being trapped in the city and risking getting sick and dying at any time."
"..."
Sun Er hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Things are not as simple as you think. Isolation and observation cannot completely eliminate the risk of illness. If one person is released, there will be an additional risk in other places.
What's more, now there is plague in all parts of Hedong Province, whether in state capitals or mountain villages. Where do you want to escape? Where can you escape? No place is a paradise!
Finally, do you really think the flyers are for your own good?
Think about it carefully, this kind of flyer with unknown origin and irresistible origin is clearly treating you as a consumable and a tool!"
At the end of his words, Sun Er's tone had a hint of pleading, "Wu Liang, I know your mother-in-law, your two children died, and you are in pain. But this is not a solution to the problem.
Go home, it’s for your own good and your family’s good.”
"Sun Erlang, I almost have no home."
Wu Liang smiled miserably, "I beg you, please open the city gate. I can die, but my youngest son is only two years old, and he doesn't know anything yet."
"Whoever opens the city gate has no regard for the overall situation, and is the sinner of Taiyuan Prefecture and the entire Yu Kingdom!"
A majestic voice sounded from the other side of the street, and a pot-bellied sergeant wearing armor came on horseback, holding a whip in his hand.
Sun Er secretly thought something bad, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, saying in a low voice: "Captain, these people have been deceived by the leaflets. It's a time when public sentiment is arousing, so it's better to block them than to disperse them."
"Get out of the way."
The captain pushed Sun Er away impatiently and went straight to Wu Liang. He raised his whip and said angrily: "You blocked in front of the city gate, violated Li Kuan's order, and ignored the safety of Taiyuan Mansion."
Is there still a state of Yu here?
Put down the coffin!"
Wu Liang and others remained silent.
"You won't let go, right?"
The captain sneered, his expression changed suddenly, and he said to the dozens of soldiers behind him: "Smash it with me!"
"Captain, no!"
Sun Er's heart trembled, and he stood in front of Wu Liang, but was pushed away by the soldiers.
The soldiers snatched the coffin, threw it to the ground, and smashed the coffin boards with their blades.
The surrounding people stretched out their hands to stop him, but were hit by the soldiers with the backs of their swords. The scene immediately became chaotic.
Strange to say, the dozens of soldiers under the captain were all sergeants from the Zhe Chong Mansion. Their physiques were much stronger than those of ordinary people, and they were also wearing armor.
However, in the chaotic scene, he was hit by fists and kicks from nowhere. His hands and feet were paralyzed and he could not draw his weapon, and he was immediately drowned in the crowd.
There are monks!
Alarm bells rang in Sun Er's mind. Among the people carrying the coffin, there were actually monks mixed in.
He wanted to shout, but his voice could not be heard clearly in the noisy environment, and he could not squeeze out of the crowd.
The dozen or so soldiers guarding the city gate didn't know the situation, so they abandoned the city gate, grabbed sticks and rushed to rescue their comrades.
Seeing that the city gate was unguarded, several young men exchanged glances, then carried the coffin and rushed straight to the city gate.
Boom!
With a dull sound, the thick city gate with bolts was smashed open by the coffin.
"The city gate is open, run quickly!"
I don't know who shouted, and the people who were still beating the captain immediately shouted and rushed to the gap in the city gate, which was about to lead to disaster.
Until...
Buzz——
The invisible power of thought spread, and everyone on the street, whether it was the captain with a bruised nose or a swollen face, or the excited common people, all froze in place, unable to move at all.
The flags of the street shops are still flying, proving that this is not a still picture.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps gradually approached, Xi Yangyu's eyes were dark, and he stood behind the crowd.
This chapter has been completed!