Chapter XVIII. Epidemics

When Beihu first came to invade, he attacked a village on the border of Lingbei, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

When they left, they didn't even leave a single living mouth, and when the Lingbei army arrived, they only saw the flames rising into the sky and the billowing smoke and dust of the cavalry galloping away.

At that time, Chu Fengge was in the capital, and when Mr. heard the news, he vomited a mouthful of blood, but he forcibly commanded the army to pursue.

"It's like this every time Beihu comes, it's not Mr.'s fault, Mr. doesn't have to be overly sad. The junior general in the army reassured. "I want to come to Your Highness and know. ”

The gentleman slowly reddened his eyes: "That's all human life......"

He used to be proficient in riding and archery, and he was full of martial arts, but now he couldn't even turn over his horse; he used to be familiar with military books and was ambitious, but now he was powerless to watch Beihu slaughter the people; he used to have an empty heart and full of blood, but now he has no room for half of it.

Once again, he felt a bitter hatred.

hates himself for being a wasted person, hates himself for this life and this life, he is the Wei Heming who can't see the light.

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"I have a doctor in my family who has good medical skills and can recommend him to you. ”

He Lan was overjoyed, looking at Chu Fengge's eyes as if he had seen the immortal who rescued the suffering, and then he bowed solemnly again: "Thank you so much, Lord Wang." ”

Wei Heming was stunned when he heard this.

Chu Fengge's family has an old doctor with excellent medical skills, he knows it, not only does he know it, but he is also very familiar with it. In his previous life, the old doctor had fished his life back from the ghost gate more than once, and he was indeed quite capable.

This old doctor is said to be one of the people left by the old King Wenrui in the past, and he also has a great background, without the meaning of King Wenrui, he would not leave the mansion, but I don't know why Chu Fengge made an exception this time.

He Lan thanked him for his kindness and made an appointment for the three of them to go together in the afternoon, but Wei Heming looked him up and down on the side.

Chu Fengge's expression was calm: "See what I do?"

Wei He said, "Look at how you have changed your sex." ”

Chu Fengge smiled gently: "I'm just looking at your face, if you are not happy, he will be left to fend for himself?"

Wei Heming stopped at this time, complimented him with a smile, and said a basket of good words, Chu Fengge smiled and sighed: "Why don't I know when you belong to the wall grass, and say that if you fall with the wind, you will fall with the wind?"

The man didn't care, but laughed cheekily with him.

He Lan on the side was preoccupied, and when he saw him like this, he wanted to laugh at him, but he didn't want to look up and bump into Chu Fengge's threatening gaze, and then thought that his friend's life was still in the hands of others, so he had to swallow back the words that came to his mouth - he couldn't spit out the words, which was really uncomfortable.

After noon, Chu Fengge sent someone to invite a doctor, and the three of them walked around Chang'an City for most of the way to a very remote inn.

The inn is a little old, but it is still clean, only one of the upper rooms is occupied, and it is obviously He Lan's friend.

The two looked at each other for a moment, only to see that the upper room was tightly covered, as if they were afraid that people would see something.

The two of them raised their feet and wanted to enter the room, but they were stopped by He Lan and said, "The two of you should stay, just let the old gentleman in." ”

Chu Fengge raised his eyebrows: "Why is this?"

He Lan looked lazy: "Your Highness's status is precious, if you are contaminated with illness, you can't afford to be there." ”

Wei Heming was about to enter: "It's easy, I'll just go in and take a look for His Highness." ”

He Lan glanced at him: "What are you doing again?"

Wei Heming asked with a smile: "Are you willing to tell the truth, could it be that you are harboring some Jiangyang thief?"

He Lan was silent for a moment, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body became casual: "It's okay, the doctors of the palace are used on the left and right, and I can't hide it from you anyway." So saying, he pushed the door open, lifted a corner of the curtain, and motioned for them to look, but quickly lowered it.

There was a dying young man lying on the bed, and Wei Heming looked a little familiar.

"This is Yang Zixu," He Lan said softly. "You should know. ”

Wei Heming then remembered.

Yang Zixu is also a well-known No. 1 person in the country, although he is out of the woods, he is one of the initiators of the poetry society. He is known for his aura and elegance, especially good at poetry and songs, and he must have good sentences every time he meets poetry, and he is also very talented.

It's just that a few days ago, Yang Zixu went home to visit relatives and help farmers, but he didn't want to never come back, and he never replied to the letter sent by the society. He Lan had also mentioned this matter to him before, saying that he was worried about whether something had happened to his family.

But I didn't want to lie here.

He Lan then said: "I went out a few days ago, and I met him at a farmer's house on the outskirts of Beijing, and it is said that he fell seriously ill on the side of the road, if he didn't happen to be bumped into by the farmer, I was afraid that he would ......."

Speaking of this, he raised his eyebrows: "It's just that he is sick, and I can't do anything about finding a few Langzhong in a row." ”

Wei Heming remembered that although Yang Zixu's appearance was not as good as Chu Fengge's, he was also famous for his plump and handsome appearance, but now the person on the bed was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, his face was even more sallow, his lips were chapped, and his skin was abnormally flushed, how could he still have the shadow of his former handsomeness?

I couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why is he sick like this?"

"He's so much better now, you don't know the day I first met him, I barely recognized him. He Lan opened his words, and he no longer hid them. "I asked the doctor at home to see it, but he was not good at medicine, but he said it might be...... Infected with the epidemic. ”

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little solemn: "I've never heard of an epidemic somewhere. ”

He Lan shook his head slightly: "I haven't heard of it either, it's just that this kind of thing, please keep it secret, if people know, not to mention whether Brother Yang can stay in Chang'an to recuperate, I'm afraid that even the future will be hindered." ”

For a poor disciple like Yang Zixu, Guozijian is their biggest and fastest springboard before the imperial examination, if this kind of thing hinders the future, even He Lan will feel a little pity.

Wei Heming naturally knew the stakes, and responded: "I'm not the kind of talkative person. ”

He Lan also found someone to spit out bitterness, and showed that tired and lazy look, but there was more deep exhaustion between his eyebrows: "I really can't figure out what happened, Brother Yang has been confused these days, and it is difficult to have a moment of wakefulness. It's just that I saw that he was so seriously ill but insisted on running back to Chang'an, but I was afraid that something would happen. ”

Wei Heming nodded, but the expressions of the three of them were a little heavy, whether it was historical records or folk rumors, epidemics have always been extremely terrible. The most severe epidemic in the history of the Jing Dynasty was two generations ago, and it is said that nearly 100,000 people died in Chang'an City at that time.

People could not find the root cause of the epidemic, no one dared to touch the sick, the corpses were abandoned on the street, and the heat accelerated the decay of the corpses.

So far, the older generation of people are still apprehensive about the epidemic, and if they are really on the side of the epidemic at this time, it will not be so simple.

After a while, the old doctor came out of the room.

He Lan hurriedly greeted him: "Old man, how is Brother Yang's condition, what kind of illness is it?"

The old doctor stroked his beard, and his face was not very good-looking: "This son's situation is not very optimistic, according to the old man's eyes, I am afraid that he has contracted a disease that has never appeared." ”

As soon as he said this, the big stone in Wei Heming's heart seemed to have smashed into the ground.

“…… Is the old gentleman serious?" He Lanyou did not give up.

The old man shook his head: "The old man is not grandstanding, the symptoms of this epidemic are also the first time the old man has seen it, whether it can be cured is still unknown, and now he can only do his best." ”

He Lan held up his spirit: "Thank you so much, old man." ”

The old doctor returned the salute and left, and He Lan found a chair to sit down, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and looked unrefreshed.

Wei Heming asked him, "You haven't rested well lately, why don't you let Mr. take a look nearby?"

He Lan waved her hand, looking lazy and lazy: "I've been in my mother's womb, I've been busy with Brother Yang's affairs recently, so I'm just going to waste a little more energy, just rest for a while." ”

"For some reason, I always had some bad premonitions. He Lan shook off the fan and drooped her eyelids. "Epidemics and so on, suddenly appeared, but there was no sound...... It's not a small thing. He muttered, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and he fell asleep with his head propped up.

Wei Heming looked funny, and didn't bother him, but when he turned his head, he saw Chu Fengge with a cold face and ignored it.

Secretly poked Chu Fengge on the side with his elbow and lowered his voice: "I see this strange thing, do you guess where this epidemic is infected?"

Chu Fengge shook his head and refused to look at He Lan: "Now I can only wait for him to wake up." ”

Wei Heming hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Since you are your doctor, remember to boil more water when you go home, let your subordinates clean it, and don't take the epidemic back seriously." ”

Chu Fengge's expression softened a little, and he touched his head: "Okay." ”

Wei Heming shook his hand away, and said in his heart, according to his age, it should be the master touching your head.

It's just that we can't put it into action yet.

The two left the inn with their own hearts, and at this time they never thought that at the moment when Yang Zixu was sober, a big case that shocked the government and the opposition would be opened.

Or rather, a bloody case.