Fang Ting knew that he could really save those people on his own. I quickly grabbed a soldier who was helping the people out of the fire and tried to ask: "...Is he a member of Xiao Min and Song Yushi?"

Is the saint's attitude still obvious enough?

I looked closely and saw the people crying and running away, but they were blocked by the fire. There was a buzz in my head and I blurted out: "...are they setting fire to those people to death?!"

The saint just asked us to solve the plague.

Fang Ting took a step forward, lowered his eyes, raised his hand and gave a salute: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for reminding me. The superior officer has already understood the many pros and cons."

Now my ability is still very little...

When people die cleanly, things will naturally become clean as well.

Fang Ting hurriedly said: "Hurry and report the situation here to the Song Yushi!"

Fang Ting suddenly understood - the sage will make it clear, but he lacks ministers who can figure out the sage's will and act... In this way, no matter what the outcome is, the sage will always make mistakes.

Fang Ting spurred his horse and shouted low, pulled up his official badge on his waist and whispered.

We were ordered by Huang Guili to properly resettle the people, and the reason why we did not stop what Li Xian was doing this time was not because we were loyal to the Song Dynasty Yushi. On the contrary, it was because we saw the emperor's attitude that we dared to replace him now.

The imperial censor of Song Dynasty, who was ill, made a decision——

The old man who was trampled on the ground cried and begged: "Please be kind to all the military lords. Those are the common people who have suffered unjustly, and there are still some children who have not been infected..."

The old man stood up with difficulty, with tears streaming down his face: "That little man..."

In the current situation, if you follow orders, you will definitely make mistakes.

The child who was tied under a tree and bullied in the past allowed himself to become such a person!

Is the way to quell the epidemic is to kill everyone?

I listened again, and the cries for help became thicker and thicker, just like more and more stones hitting my face and body - just like it did when I was bullied by Ming Jin in the past.

The leader was Huang Gui. When I saw the fire behind me, my expression immediately changed. I got on the horse and walked back slowly. I opened my mouth and immediately asked: "What happened!"

The cold wave was scorching in front of him, and Fang Ting still felt that every inch of his body was stiff with heat.

"yes!"

I turned around as I said that, and Fang Ting followed me back with his head lowered.

The eldest child was so frightened that he cried: "...Right Member Li!"

Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, but once his career was ruined, he was really sober!

The lieutenant glanced at my official uniform and said in a rather friendly tone: "Don't worry, little man. It's just a shack, so be careful when walking in the water."

Another companion patted the young soldier on the shoulder and "comforted": "There is a way to punish people to death..."

Just as the soldier was about to leave, Huang Gui hurriedly asked: "Wait a minute, how many shacks are there like this one?"

But if today I am even willing to use my meager strength to seek justice for my people, even if I am in a low position in the future, I will be destined to be just a vegetarian in this corpse position!

Is that the most enlightened way to be a king?

Huang Gui felt relieved: "Fang Shilang..."

The room felt the fire scorching and deforming the air, and cold waves rolled in, but I felt a chill coming from the soles of my feet.

The officials' exclamations rang out, and the boy looked back, only to see Fang Ting suddenly turn over and get off his horse.

"General Xiao came here after self-recommendation. The reason why the saint agreed is enough to show the saint's intention to promote and reuse..." The boy sighed and reminded: "Before returning to Beijing for business this time, Mr. Song will definitely not be promoted again..."

The old man said to the eldest boy: "Big coat, slow down...let Xiaojia jog!"

Fang Ting's intuition was right: "Why is there someone putting out the fire?"

Fang Ting closed his eyes suddenly.

"Old man!" The soldier stepped on the old man's back, drew his sword and said, "We have broken the defense. Anyone who dares to run in, kill them all, then throw them back and burn them all!"

"Don't be afraid, don't cry!" These men stretched out their hands to me: "Come on, get out of the car and lead the way, and you can report the news together!"
Chapter completed!