Chapter 1000: The Disaster Is Under Control

This time, the drunken boy has been following Xuan Miaoer, and even when he eats at noon, he is also guarding Xuan Miaoer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhu Xuemei almost hid in the carriage and slept all afternoon, she was really tired and scared, she just wanted to go back to the post station as soon as possible, she regretted coming out this time, because of this environment, she was worried that Xuan Miaoer and the thousand drunken sons would have something superfluous, if you want to rob the thousand drunken sons, you can also wait for the return to Beijing, anyway, with the identity of this benefactor, she doesn't have a chance.

When the sun went down, they returned to the town of Ulla, where the situation was much better than when they had gone, and there were no dead or beggars in the streets, and some of the houses were now filled with smoke, and though it was still depressed, it was not so lifeless.

There was also a lot less crying in the town, and there were still occasional people walking around, which was something they couldn't see when they walked the day before.

When I returned to the post station, everyone also came back, and the faces of the people in the courtyard were also happy, because the epidemic in the town had been controlled, which was good, it was already late autumn, and after a while, it should be frozen, and the epidemic should disappear completely, and they would be able to return to the capital.

When everyone saw Xuan Miaoer and Qianzui Gongzi coming back, they all gathered around to ask about the situation over there, and Qiandrunken Gongzi told him about the situation over there, and everyone was a lot more relieved.

Xuan Miao'er also hurried back to the room to change clothes.

Zhu Xuemei got out of the carriage and ran back to her room, she was really tired from tossing in the past two days, and she couldn't eat, drink or sleep well.

Everyone went to bed early this night, because they were very tired for the past two days, not only because the living environment was not good, but also because of the pressure in their hearts.

Almost all of this sleep woke up the next morning, and today Qian Drunken Gongzi and Xuan Miaoer still had to go to Yangshan Village, but today they just went around those villages to see the situation, and there was no need to stay overnight.

Today, Zhu Xuemei is very quiet, and she is not clamoring to go, she thinks very clearly this night, she doesn't need to fight for a long time at this time, she has a chance to return to the capital in the future, and Xuan Miaoer will not be resident in the capital, in fact, think about it carefully, this thousand drunk sons go to Yong'an Town three or four times a year, and Xuan Miaoer also goes to the capital a few times, and the two don't have much contact, so their opportunities are more.

If you go out to eat and sleep, you won't go by yourself, so it's better to be at the post station with peace of mind, at least the post station can eat and live well.

Xuan Miao'er, Qianzui and Dr. Qiu brought some food and herbs again, and they went on the road, they brought enough last time, and this time they just needed to make up for the shortcomings.

When I arrived in Yangshan Village, I went directly to the threshing floor, and there were more people who came to receive porridge and medicine, and everyone's complexion looked a lot easier.

When everyone saw the drunken boy coming, they all knelt down and thanked him, and many old people were in tears of gratitude, crying silently.

The drunken boy hurriedly walked over and helped up the elders in front of him: "Everyone, get up, I was also ordered by the emperor to come to our Yangshan Village, the emperor said that he is worried about the people of Fengnan Kingdom, even if it is a big disaster on our side, no matter how many difficulties, we will not ignore it." ”

At this time, several old men who were helped up knelt down again, bowed in the direction of the capital, and shouted in their mouths: "Long live my emperor, long live." ”

Xuan Miao'er looked at the drunken son with great appreciation, this man is not very old, he is mature and thoughtful, he does not invite credit, and the good ones are left to the emperor, so that the emperor can rest assured of him.

When everyone stood up, the drunken boy said again: "The emperor has already started to prepare winter clothes and bedding for us outside Beiguan, and it will be sent before the snow falls, so you don't have to worry about this winter." ”

In this era, information is blocked, and people don't have too many ideas, in fact, what they pay attention to is food, clothing and housing, and what they are worried about now is that the whole winter is not good, there is no food and winter clothes, and when they hear the words of the drunken son, they all have a smile on their faces, and they are happy to talk about it with each other.

The drunken boy said again: "If there is anyone who has a patient whose condition has not been relieved today, you can come here to report a name, and let Dr. Qiu go to your home for diagnosis and treatment, and today's food will be distributed later." ”

Then he went to direct the unloading of the grain, where Dr. Qiu recorded the addresses and names of the people who needed to go to his home for treatment.

And Xuan Miao'er asked everyone to return to the line just now, and continued to receive porridge and medicinal soup.

In the morning, Yangshan Village was all settled, and after they ate dry food, they visited the surrounding villages and returned to Wula Town before dusk.

Zhu Xuemei's spirits eased up today, and when she saw the drunken boy coming back, she hurriedly stepped forward again: "Brother Qianzui, you are back, and when I saw you coming in from outside, it reminded me that when my brother came home before, I was also waiting at the door like this, but I will never see him again." After speaking, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

She cried very sadly, tears flowed down her cheeks, this time she was not pretending, although she wanted to use this to make a fuss to make a thousand drunken sons feel indebted to her, but when it came to General Zhu, she was still a little sad, although she was not a mother, but the relationship between the two was still good.

Indeed, this matter will make the drunken boy feel indebted to her: "Miss Zhu, in the future, I will take care of everyone in your general's mansion for General Zhu, and I will also let your general's mansion have something to rely on in the capital." ”

He didn't say anything about taking care of Zhu Xuemei alone, but directly said the entire General Mansion, and others would feel that the drunken son was affectionate and righteous when they heard this.

Xuan Miao'er also said on the side: "Miss Zhu, the drunken boy is a man of his word, and he will take care of Lingfu." ”

Zhu Xuemei glared at Xuan Miao'er: "There is no point for you to speak here, you are not qualified to talk to me." ”

The drunken boy looked at Zhu Xuemei: "Miss Zhu, Miao'er is my friend, even if it is Zhu Shenjiang, he will not allow you to disrespect his friend, right?"

Zhu Xuemei pursed her lips and did not speak.

Steward Qian listened to Zhu Xuemei's words on the side, and he was really bored for a long time, in fact, what did Zhu Shen say about the fact that General Zhu had blocked the disaster for the thousand drunken sons, in fact, everyone has their own lives, and if the thousand drunken sons go, they may not be sick.

And when the emperor sent them, he knew that this was a dangerous thing, and the incident of going to Yangshan Village that day was actually designed by Zhu Shen himself, but how to say this now, even if everyone understands this truth, but on this side, it can still be said that Zhu Shen will prevent the disaster for the thousand drunken sons.

Steward Qian stepped forward and said to the drunken young man: "Childe, the old slave of the food and herbs we brought has counted it again today, and there are some discrepancies that need to be checked with you." ”

The drunken boy nodded: "Let's go to the council chamber." After saying that, with Steward Qian's departure, he really seemed to avoid this Zhu Xuemei. As for the matter of Zhu Shen's disaster prevention, he will find a way to repay him, but he will not let Zhu Xuemei pester himself so unreasonably.