Seeing that the child's face was flushed as if he had a high fever, the coachman almost rolled off the shaft and waved his hands repeatedly: "They are all people suffering from the plague... I don't dare!"
And this situation, no matter how you look at it, is wrong, it seems like there is some disagreement... If he does something he shouldn't do or listens to something he shouldn't hear, his life will be at stake!
The more the driver thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he ran away.
The girl sitting in the car is Qiao Yumian.
Because Dr. Sun in the car was not used to sharing the same car with other doctors, Qiao Yumian purchased another carriage and horse. This coachman was also hired by Qiu Yumian at a high price with his own money. He promised to take her to Yuezhou and then left.
Qiao Yumian was just following the team of doctors when she saw a fire ahead and realized something was wrong. She gave the coachman more money and asked him to leave the team from the rear to take a look at the situation ahead——
Seeing the coachman leaving at this time, Qiao Yumian gritted her teeth, sat on the coachman's seat, grabbed the reins, and shouted in a trembling voice: "...drive!"
She was previously blind, which was caused by falling from a horse when she was young. Although her eyes have healed now, there is still an indelible shadow left over the task of riding a horse.
But she couldn't care much at this time, and she was too nervous. She was shaking uncontrollably and crying, while driving the carriage and driving forward to report the news.
But when I came with my horse and sword in hand, many common people spontaneously blocked Chang Jie, and there were not many people to protect Chang Jie as he moved forward.
But that was in Beijing, and now it is the Taiping era when civil servants control everything. If the other party really knows how to praise him, I will not just kill him!
Moreover, this person was so conclusive that the saint would definitely harm the people, which made it difficult for many soldiers to tell the truth from the false. For a time, they all dared to kill these people rashly, thus missing the worst opportunity to control the situation immediately.
, the situation slowly became uncontrollable——
Fan Pinglan was also driving his horse forward, and the team in front of me were waiting with their swords drawn and their expressions on alert.
"I'm disrespectful." Chang Suining raised his hand holding the reins with some respect: "Since he is the number one scholar valued by the saint, he has this humble position to remind the villain again. If the villain still persists in his own way-"
But as the leader chased after him and saw clearly what was going on behind him, Chang Suining laughed sarcastically.
Fan Ping, who was holding a burned child and riding a horse to maintain order among the teams, faintly smelled the cold and dry breath in the air. He looked behind him and could vaguely see the situation behind him through the low position of the horse. His face
There was a sudden change, and he whispered: "...Stop slowly! You can continue going forward!"
The man sitting on the low pony didn't answer at all, but asked: "What happened here?"
The crowd was like a flock of sheep being chased by wild beasts, and they only ran backwards.
In the summer, the water level in the river was low and the river was running fast, blocking our only way out.
After saying that, he knelt down and made a small salute to Chang Jie: "...God's will is like this, so please ask me to go back!"
The cries of the woman who was pulled were full of grief, anger and despair: "...You would rather sacrifice your life to the divine man of Han River than die on those evil ghost knives with human faces and animal hearts!"
Because of this, I have the same bad impression of Qiao Yumian as Li Xian, whom I am loyal to.
Fan Pinglan gritted his teeth after being interrupted.
Even at this time, there were still not many soldiers still watching with certainty!
Call me stupid or bad because I know how to adapt, or crazy if I cut off my life...
When you mentioned the divine man of Han River in your words, many people knelt down and cried towards Han River.
There is no way for us to survive, and if that villain can survive, he will definitely be a bad official who can benefit the party... There are too many such officials nowadays, so we have to stay alive.
At the front, a woman near the water tried to throw her child into the river, but was held back by the people beside her.
Chang Jie, who was already prepared to die, almost stopped breathing to identify the person coming, until I saw no military flag waving behind the rolling cavalry, and underneath it was the eye-catching word "Chang"!
An atmosphere of panic and despair spread among the crowd.
Chang Sui Ning chuckled, does the saint still have a clear statement? Does that kind of thing still require a saint to give a clear statement?
Changjie hurriedly led the people forward to make way for the rolling iron cavalry.
I have always believed in ghosts and gods, and I have seen the crazy words of those people before they died, but I vaguely heard the sound of horse hooves approaching here, and the ground was shaking slightly——
Fan Pingping stood still and moved, but his heart felt like a mountain disintegrating. He felt that his past cognition was completely destroyed, and grief and anger burst out from the bottom of his heart, burning these disintegrated fragments into ashes.
Fewer and fewer people knelt down and prayed to God with tears.
Soon, nearly ten thousand people fled from more than a dozen stilts. More than half of the shacks were already on fire. However, because Song Xian disrupted the situation first, the people's desire and courage to survive were aroused, and they were ordered to set fire to it.
The soldiers could no longer intimidate and suppress so few people.
Sure enough, after a few more breaths, the sound of the horse's hooves could already be heard, and it was as powerful as the thunder rolling in on a summer day.
Chang Suining drove his horse closer or faster, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is not God's will. There is no evil in the world, but I wish to see the plague spread!"
"Killing to stop the epidemic is not a bad idea!" Chang Jie pointed at the people beside him and said angrily: "Ten thousand lives are here today, and the saint has made it clear, how can you do this to slaughter the people!"
Chang Jie's resolute face suddenly revealed a bright expression that had never been seen before, and it was difficult to distinguish between laughter and tears - I know the purpose of the other party's coming, whether it is for those people, but as long as it is you who comes, nothing can be worse!
It is true that I can kill the officials in the government with caution. If I didn't have such scruples, I would just stop talking nonsense with them.
But I didn't see the fearful and avoidant expressions on the faces of these men as I expected. Instead, I was interrupted by the other party: "You want Mr. Song to answer."
People are always willing to doubt the voice they want to hear. Shrouded in the shadow of death, the words of salvation slowly spread among the crowd. We shouted, as if the quieter we shouted, the more words were said.
The less likely it is to become a reality.
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Chang Jie, who was pushed into the crowd by the people's protection, suddenly turned his head and looked to the left. If it were General Xiao, he would definitely come from the front of these people, but from the side... It was General Xiao, this would be
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The people in front of him were crying loudly, not only for himself, but also for the young official who had always known him and risked his life to protect him.
Those people first suffered from war, and then suffered from epidemics, and now they were forced into such a desperate situation by the imperial court. They could only kneel down and pray for God's blessing... What kind of rotten and shameful world is this?!
But my voice was like a stone sinking in a small sea, making waves among the restless crowd.
Fan Pinglan tightened his grip on the reins: "...You are not trying to kill the infected people, but you are ordered to take us back for resettlement. Please don't stop us from envoy Yuezhou!"
A small number of people were able to discern the specific direction in a situation of extreme panic. Moreover, this place was hundreds of miles away from Songxian City, and it was not an environment unfamiliar to the people of Songxian. In addition, in summer, the vegetation was sparse and blocked the rear view. We also knew where our feet were.
Wherever the road leads, the only way to survive is to run backwards.
Qiao Yumian shook her head fiercely: "That's okay."
How did those people become officials?
Fan Ping got on his horse and stood at the back of the crowd.
He quickly pointed the way: "Hurry through the grass here and go to the right!"
Flying dust floated in the scorching summer sun, and the armor of the cavalry seemed to be glistened by the swaying river water. The people nearby who were still unaware of their condition were shouting "The divine man has appeared."
Fan Pinglan's eyes changed slightly. I had met Qiao Yumian in Xingyang——
The world was in chaos, and the sky now belongs to our generals. The court must rely on us to kill the enemy, and the saints must rely on us to quell the chaos!
But fortunately, here comes a young official who abides by the rules, pretends to preach the holy will, and acts completely based on the consequences!
"Please God, please have mercy..."
If it really turns out to be self-defeating and those people just run away and the plague spreads again, I'm afraid I'll just eat it and walk around!
Chang Jie did not move an inch: "I was appointed the number one scholar during the palace examination last year by the saint. Now I am serving at the Yushitai. I am not here today. Let's see who dares to hurt the people at all!"
Fan Pinglan said and looked at Chang Jie: "That villain should be glad that he didn't make a small mistake this time. Otherwise, if it causes the spread of the plague, you will be responsible for it!"
Seeing what the right officer is doing, other people can't help but shed tears. We don't have anger in our eyes, but we are happy, but even fewer of us have the strength to accept our fate.
Changjie listens to it, and his heart feels like a knife piercing his heart. He can't bear to look back.
As Qiao Yumian spoke, she turned to look at Chang Jie.
Fan Pinglan nodded without responding: "That's bad."
Normally, I would have to think twice, but now it’s the same as before!
We have no way out, and we have no way in.
You promised very eloquently. As you spoke, you turned back to look at Chang Suining and the others, and said in an informing tone: "They took those people away today."
Chang Suining laughed again in his heart, he was still the number one scholar!
At that time, among the people in front, no one suddenly shouted: "The God of Han River has appeared... he has appeared!"
These iron cavalry are gradually gaining speed, but as they get closer, the sense of intimidation they give people does not increase or decrease.
"Bad! Since Mr. Song is so stubborn and spirited, this will fulfill Mr. Song's ambition to become a ghost hero!" As Chang Suining spoke, he quickly drew his sword and drove the horse.
But if those who wear official robes and hold power are willing to stand behind the living people, then the world will surely perish!
But I glanced at the cavalry team that was still following closely. I was willing to clash with them, so I raised my hand and saluted, and said tentatively: "I know that the envoy from Yuezhou came all the way, but he didn't give me any advice."
no?"
I have killed very few people, but this is the first time I consider myself an upright civil servant.
After more than ten years of living in poverty, I finally put on that official robe... just to serve that kind of court and be loyal to that kind of king!
The leader was more than ten years old. He wore a black robe with sleeves and tied his hair with a copper hairpin. His fine forehead was slightly wet with sweat, but his face was more dazzling than the scorching sun. His eyebrows and eyes were white and he had a natural aura.
After leading the people some distance back, Changjie pushed aside the crowd and walked step by step in the direction of the visitors.
These idiots were afraid of being shot alone, and because there was no one to guide them, we almost all gathered in one place, followed the people at the back, and fled in the same direction——
Until the soldiers in front gradually approached, and ended up hastily surrounding our right and left paths, forming a blockade on all sides, and the only thing left directly behind was the slow-flowing Han River.
Lieutenant General Chang Sui Ning has an expressive face.
Today I am doing nothing but doing what Fan Ping should do!
Chang Sui Ning was extremely annoyed and sat on the back of his horse, scolding in a low voice and giving orders to assemble the soldiers.
"Please ask the divine man to appear...to provide justice and provide you with a way out!"
Chang Suining suddenly reined in his horse, stopped moving, and concentrated on distinguishing something.
I didn't expect that the situation would be like this, so I only brought a thousand people with me. In fact, a thousand soldiers would be too many. There were more than a dozen shacks, each with hundreds of sick people gathered in eight groups.
Ten soldiers with swords for guarding are quite sufficient, even more than enough——
There have been many legends about divine men circulating along the Han River. It is said that the two divine men of Han River were intelligent and kind, strong and gentle, rescued people in distress, and cared about the common people.
Chang Jie squeezed out a sad laugh from outside his teeth, but his red eyes only showed determination and courage: "Today, Chang Jie, vows to advance together with the people of Xiao Sheng!"
It was a child's cry at first, because I saw the wind making waves on the water -
The king's exercise of power may be a matter of course, and I cannot say anything about it except for my great integrity... But if the king only has the word "power" in his heart, what should the great people do in troubled times?
Chang Sui Ning Wei didn't answer, but he had no way to answer the words. He just looked at Chang Jie and said: "That little man, it's better to turn around -"
We were too scared and too tired, and we didn’t have the strength and mental energy to struggle anymore.
The condescending tone made Chang Sui Ning feel very happy, but he still replied: "The Yuezhou envoy knows nothing. Those in front of you are all Song Xian people who are not affected by the plague——"
Seeing that Chang Jie was so frightened by the sergeants, the old man surnamed You said with tears: "The common people are extremely grateful for the villain's bad intentions..."
If the world is about to perish, I, Chang Jie, will also die!
I'll kill the innocent Chang Jie first, so that the remaining lamb-like people may not dare to resist again!
That sense of control over life and death and condescension struck Chang Sui Ning, causing a strange bloodthirsty light to appear in my eyes.
The road along the river is wide, and the cavalry team can be seen reaching its end at a glance. More than a hundred people at the head of the group arrived first. When they got to the rear of the people, they reined in their reins and turned their horses' heads. The horses and the people under them all faced Chang Sui Ningyi.
The direction of the soldiers.
That tone of voice made Chang Suining no longer able to suppress his anger: "Is the Yuezhou envoy going to obey the holy order?"
Changjie's expression calmed down slightly, and he bowed deeply to Qiao Yumian. He straightened up and said bluntly: "The people under the command of the Korean Duke want to burn all the people affected by the epidemic to death. The Shangguan and the people fled here. There is a way out...
…Wang Yuezhou’s envoys come to the rescue!”
"Holy order? Does the holy order ask you to kill all the people affected by the epidemic?" Qiao Yumian said in a wonderful tone: "That's what the saint said in the edict to the people in heaven."
Just like these legends that gather the thoughts of all people and can move the gods.
As I said this, I glanced at these people: "For such a lowly official to consider the small situation, we can only punish the villain on the spot for deliberately spreading the plague, along with those unscrupulous people with ulterior motives!"
