"Then why didn't you care before? Just when the two of us came, we took him away?" Qiao Qixin was confused.
If Jiang Ai was indeed infected with the plague, why didn't Ling An treat him earlier instead of leaving him outside?
Hearing this, Ling An sighed, opened a folding fan to fan himself, and said slowly, "You two don't know, this Jiang Ai is a descendant of the original city lord."
"My Jiang Ling family has been at odds with each other since our ancestors, so Jiang Ai doesn't believe that I will save him."
"I also understand, so I spread the prescription among the people, hoping that they can take the medicine themselves and suffer."
"But he refused to take the medicine himself, and he also took the original servants and servants who were loyal to Jiang Mansion to refuse to take it."
"They are still spreading rumors in the city, saying that I was the one who spread the plague, and the antidote now is definitely not a good thing."
Ling An shook the folding fan slightly in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the clear blue sky outside the door, and sighed.
"As soon as the rumor spread, some people believed it and came to my house to make trouble."
"Although I have never been infected with the plague, in order to calm everyone's fear and restlessness, I still boiled the medicine in front of everyone and took it."
Qiao Qixin was slightly surprised, and then asked, "Is that medicine really being taken in front of the people?"
Ling An smiled "Haha" and said, "I understand what you want to ask."
"I randomly selected one person from the common people to go to the pharmacy to buy the medicine, and then the common people selected two people from the crowd to suffer in my courtyard," Ling An pointed to the door, "in front of all the people.
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"Three bowls of water were boiled into one bowl, and I drank it all in front of everyone. This barely calmed the uneasiness and restlessness in the hearts of the people."
Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan looked at each other.
"Where is Jiang Ai now? And what's going on with the beggars outside?" Liu Zhan asked.
Ling An lowered his eyes and sighed, "Jiang Ai is probably being forced to drink medicine now, but he will definitely not take it. He will knock over the medicine bowl, and then rush out of the door while others are not paying attention."
"As for those beggars outside, I just said that Jiang Ai brought his previous servants to resist my prescription."
"Those servants who stay with Jiang Ai will naturally be infected with the plague."
"In order to protect other people, I led everyone to build a city within a city, and separated Jiang Ai and others from the outer city, so that there would be no worries in the city," Ling An said.
Qiao Qixin was silent for a moment, "Liu Zhan and I also had contact with Jiang Ai just now, so..."
Liu Zhan looked at Qiao Qixin and instantly understood what she meant.
"Haha, of course there is no need to worry. If you are unfortunate enough to be infected by the plague, don't you still have my prescription?" Ling An chuckled.
"Can you draw up a prescription?" Liu Zhan nodded.
"Oh? Why is that?"
Ling An stood up and took out a plate of cakes from nowhere.
Seeing Qiao Qixin looking at her, she explained with a smile, "I invited you two to come to my house and talked a lot, but I haven't prepared food or tea for you yet. I just remembered it now."
Qiao Qixin looked at the plate of dusty cakes placed on the ground in the center of the three of them.
"Qiao Qixin and I are returning to the capital today. If you are infected with the plague, you can grab the prescription directly in the capital." Liu Zhan looked at Ling An.
"Master Liu, this is not appropriate." Ling An picked up a piece of pastry, dusted it off, stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it and continued, "If you two are really infected with the plague, go back now.
Beijing, won’t the capital city also fall?”
"Don't say I didn't warn you, this plague is very serious and highly contagious."
After Ling An finished speaking, he took another bite of the pastry.
Liu Zhan's eyes dimmed, and he immediately stood up and said, "Let me discuss this with Qiao Qixin."
"Please." Ling An extended his hand and said.
Liu Zhan looked at Qiao Qixin and nodded slightly.
Qiao Qixin understood, got up, and went to the yard outside the house with Liu Zhan.
"How's it going? Do you want to go back to the capital, or take medicine here and leave when you're fine?" Liu Zhan asked.
Qiao Qixin blinked and threw the question back to Liu Zhan, "What about you?"
Liu Zhan lowered his eyes and said, "I plan to take medicine here before leaving."
"Aren't you afraid that Ling An is telling lies?" Qiao Qixin's tone was slightly anxious.
"I'm afraid," Liu Zhan raised his head and looked at the room on one side, "but if he is telling the truth and you and I still go back, then I am afraid that all the people in the capital will be implicated."
"Then do you think Ling An is credible?" Qiao Qixin asked.
Although she had some general ideas in her mind, she still asked Liu Zhan for his opinion. After all, he was the home court here, and she was just a vassal.
Liu Zhan lowered his eyes, "I...can't tell."
"Okay, then let me tell you my opinion." Qiao Qixin said, "Ling An is unreliable and his words are half truth and half false."
"Shall we return to Beijing now?" Liu Zhan asked.
Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan and said seriously, "You are the young minister of Dali Temple."
"Then what if I say, I really didn't pay attention?" Liu Zhan said with a wry smile.
"Then you abdicate and I will take over." Qiao Qixin rolled her eyes.z.br
Liu Zhan was silent.
Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan with hatred, "Return or not, it's up to you to decide."
Seeing that Liu Zhan still didn't speak, Qiao Qixin said, "Then I'll go back and you stay here alone."
When she was about to walk out, Liu Zhan suddenly grabbed Qiao Qixin's arm.
"no."
"What?" Qiao Qixin frowned slightly, not hearing clearly what Liu Zhan said.
"You can't go back."
I heard it clearly this time.
Qiao Qixin raised her eyebrows, feeling a little surprised in her heart, but she still deliberately suppressed her emotions and said, "Why?"
"It will bring danger to the people in the city." Liu Zhan said.
"Then shall we stay? Take medicine?" Qiao Qixin continued to ask.
Liu Zhan lowered his eyes for a moment and nodded.
"I'll eat it first, and if there's no problem the next day, you can eat it again," Liu Zhan said.
"Okay." Qiao Qixin agreed readily.
After discussing, the two were about to return to the house, but they saw Ling An standing at the door without knowing it, looking at the two with a smile.
"Have you two agreed?" Ling An stood at the door. He opened the folding fan and smiled.
"Yes." Liu Zhan protected Qiao Qixin behind him.
"Okay!" Ling An closed the folding fan and asked, "Where are you two planning to stay? It will take about three or four days for the plague to break out after infection."
"Can this plague be infected multiple times?" Qiao Qixin suddenly asked.
Ling An raised his right eyebrow slightly, and then said, "The chance is small, but it is not impossible."
"Then let's stay at your place," Qiao Qixin said.
"Oh?" Ling An was a little surprised. He tilted back the folding fan in his hand and pointed at the house behind him, "You two are from the capital, can you really stand this hut like mine?"
Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan.
She originally came from the village, so there was nothing she couldn't live in in this kind of environment.
It's just that Liu Zhan, as the son of the Liu family...
"Of course." Liu Zhan said.
"Okay, let's just say that, you two can stay here with peace of mind, and I'll go find some bedding shops for you."
After that, Ling An hummed a little tune and went out to borrow a quilt.
Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan again - she had already looked at Liu Zhan many times.
"What's wrong?" Liu Zhan noticed Qiao Qixin's gaze and asked.
"Nothing." Qiao Qixin turned her head away, crossed her arms and looked outside the courtyard.
Something seems wrong...
"Let's go talk to Jiang Ai tomorrow," Liu Zhan said solemnly.
"Huh?" Qiao Qixin was stunned, "Aren't you afraid of being infected?"
"Just take good protection." Liu Zhan lowered his eyes.
His mind is also very confused.
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Qiao Qixin withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay."
Ling An, who went out to borrow a quilt, didn't come back until night.
"Where's the quilt?" Qiao Qixin asked.
Ling An supported her waist, turned around and took out a bedding as high as a person from outside the door...
"So many?" Qiao Qixin was shocked.
Ling An struggled to carry the bedding in and put it on the ground. He wiped the sweat from his head and said, "If I hadn't stopped them, the bedding would have been twice as long as this."
"Why did you borrow so many?" Qiao Qixin asked curiously.
She stepped forward to check and found that these beddings were all brand new, and some were even just a few days old.
"Oh, I can't help it, they like me too much." Ling An leaned on the quilt and shook his head proudly, "I asked to borrow two quilts, and they just gave me a bunch of quilts."
"There are also some pretty girls who want to come over and warm my bed."
"You, the city lord, seem to be different from what I remember." Qiao Qixin said.
"Oh? Am I particularly friendly and handsome?" Ling An raised his eyebrows.
Qiao Qixin was speechless for a moment, "No, I feel like you are very angry."
As soon as these words came out, Ling An fell silent for a moment.
Liu Zhan noticed the change in the atmosphere and stood silently behind Qiao Qixin.
Ling An pursed his lips, moved the pile of quilts into the room without saying a word, and then walked to the door of the courtyard without saying a word.
He stopped at the door and turned around and said, "I'll bring you some food."
Qiao Qixin said "Ah", "Did what I just said go too far?"
She looked at Liu Zhan.
Liu Zhan thought for a moment and said, "It's okay."
"Okay, I'll apologize later," Qiao Qixin said.
There is no other way, who wants to be someone else's helper and say something mean? If you apologize, you won't lose a piece of flesh.
Qiao Qixin sat on the quilt, staring at the door, waiting for Ling An to come back.
After a while, a burst of fragrance came from far and near, and stopped behind the courtyard door.
Squeak——
The courtyard door was opened, and a stronger smell of roasted chicken came.
Qiao Qixin was so hooked that she drooled.
She swallowed hard a few times, then ran to a place five steps away from Ling An and bowed seriously.
"Huh? What are you doing?" Ling An, who was carrying two roast chickens, looked at Qiao Qixin who suddenly bowed, feeling a little confused.
Qiao Qixin straightened up and said, "I used the wrong words when I said your sister-in-law just now. I'm sorry, I won't do that next time."
Ling An reacted for a while, then a smile suddenly broke out on his face, "That's right, you should have told me earlier."
He threw the roast chicken in his hand to the ground with a smile, "I'll give you fresh food to eat."
Qiao Qixin was stunned and pointed at the roast chicken on the ground, her eyes full of doubts.
Ling An said "Oh" and explained, "This chicken died of illness and cannot be eaten."
"...Huh?" Qiao Qixin was confused.
Ling An said with a "haha" smile, "Didn't you just say that to me? I was afraid that the chicken would be wasted, so I thought of giving it to you two."
"But you admitted that I was wrong, so I'll give you both a good meal."
Qiao Qixin opened her mouth slightly and looked at Ling An in disbelief, "Ah...this..."
Ling An waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm going to change the food. Just leave those two roast chickens there. Don't move."
"...Okay." Qiao Qixin agreed with great difficulty.
She turned back and looked at Liu Zhan who was standing at the door, and hesitated, "Is it still too late for us to return to the capital?"
This Ling An really doesn’t look like a good person!
Qiao Qixin howled in her heart.
Woohoo... I should have listened to Sister Jinyan and wouldn't have come...
Liu Zhan leaned against the door frame and shook his head gently, "It's too late."
Whether Ling An is a human or a ghost, let's wait until we meet Jiang Ai tomorrow before making a decision.