In the autumn of the thirty-second year of Anping, there was an epidemic in the north, and the plague was epidemic, and every family had the pain of zombies, and there was a cry of mourning in the room. or die with the door closed, or lose the family.

Among them, the epidemic is severe, especially in the Kannai! Emperor Anping sent an order to the world to make every effort to prevent and control the epidemic, and allocated funds to send people, which was very important.

Although the attention was paid to it, the effect was very small, Emperor Anping dealt with a lot of unfavorable epidemic prevention diseases, causing local officials to change color when they heard the epidemic, and some radicals, whether they were diagnosed with the plague or not, whether they could be treated, one person got sick, and all the people close to him sat and burned to death, and the cruelty of his methods made people unbearable to see.

The withered yellow leaves swirled with the wind, blowing through the frightened pale faces, and under the gloomy sky, the raging flames formed a terrible bright red circle, and the smell of burnt flesh filled everyone's nose, and when they stood closer, a little spark was curled on the corners of their clothes, and they were scorched black again.

"Let us out!"

"Please, my lord, the little ones don't get the plague, and the little ones are healthy! Look, look! ”

"Official, official, be merciful......"

"There's no reason for it!"

"Oh my God, look at it, look at these beasts!"

The humble begging, the vicious cursing, the unwilling roar, and the various forms of living beings constitute a tragic picture, and the officers and soldiers who have expelled the crowd to the fire ring again and again have insensitive faces, they have seen too much, heard too much of this kind of misery, no matter how much blood, no matter how much feeling, it has long disappeared without a trace.

"Diao people, they are all a group of Diao people! Whoever dares to attack again will be killed on the spot! ”

The official standing far away covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, as if he had seen something dirty.

"Ahem!"

Coughing twice, Liu Moyan carefully avoided the spear that almost grazed his arm, and shook his feet, because of the fact that the typhoid fever had not healed, he was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't stand steadily, his face was indifferent, but it was different from the insensitivity of those around him who were about to be burned, but a kind of indifferent indifference.

He looked directly at the high platform where the official was standing, and there was a cold light in his eyes, let him live a little longer.

Because, he is waiting for someone, someone who has been waiting for a long, long time.

There was already thick smoke billowing in the fire ring, more and more people were falling, full of tears, Liu Moyan stood straight, he stood in the middle position, so, no one noticed him yet, he would wait here, just wanted to know something.

"Stop!"

A loud shout, the voice is clear and magnetic, if it weren't for this time, it would definitely be a good voice that would make a woman obsessed, just hearing its voice, you can already imagine it.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a group of people and horses stepped over the dust on the side of the road, and came at a rapid pace.

The man in Tsing Yi was covered with dust, but he couldn't cover his handsome and warm demeanor, Mo Shang was like jade, the son was unparalleled, wearing a green shirt, a bunch of black hair, without any luxurious decoration, plain and simple like an ordinary person, but when he held the sword of Shang Fang, righteous and strict, and suppressed the high-spirited officials on the high platform, in this gloomy and dim sky, the whole person exuded dazzling light.

Because of the things on the high platform, the crowd below was in a commotion, the man stood in the middle of the high platform, shouting loudly to ask everyone to be quiet, his hands pressed slightly, those who were crying noisily, involuntarily paused their voices, anyone can feel the natural dignity and aura of the man on the stage, Liu Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly, I really haven't seen you for a long time, Duan Jinrong!

"This king is Duan Jinrong, the ninth son of Bixia, who was ordered by Bixia to inspect the treatment of epidemics in various places...... As long as you don't give up, this king will definitely do his best to prevent and treat the plague, and maybe there will be people who die, but at least no one will be innocently killed......"

The man talked eloquently on the high platform, and in a few words, he gave everyone hope and remembered his name in everyone's hearts.

Duan Jinrong has always been a good hand at buying people's hearts, he didn't pay money, he didn't give medicine, just a camp built on the outskirts of the city to house plague patients, just found a few doctors in the city to diagnose and treat the people, to determine whether it was a plague, and he had already spread his reputation for caring for the people and dealing with things squarely.

Many people were separated, those with obvious symptoms, those who looked healthy, and those who were plausible, were arranged by the officers and soldiers to check the doctors, Liu Moyan lowered his head, and followed to line up at a doctor, and suddenly, a line of sight fell on his body, and his feet were wrong, and he wanted to avoid the wind around him, but he was still supported by someone.

"Be careful!"

His eyes darkened, he looked up at the person holding him, and his smile was as gentle as a man in the spring breeze in March, Liu Moyan also smiled, smiling less gentle than a man, and more enchanting: "Thank you!" ”

Thank you for making me sure so quickly, the meeting between you and me is not accidental, thank God for allowing me to meet you again.

"The grass people are fine, can Wang Ye let go of his hand?"

With a little banter, Liu Moyan raised his wrist slightly, clasped another slightly darker-skinned hand, and held it tightly, which was very ambiguous.

Duan Jinrong's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he didn't let go immediately, but looked a little worried, and ordered the guards beside him: "You take this little brother to Imperial Doctor Du for treatment......

Duan Jinrong's words were interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Grass people are the same as everyone else, they don't need special treatment!"

The smile on Liu Moyan's lips was light and shallow, more quiet than the bewitching of Fang Cai, moving and quiet, each with its own style, Duan Jinrong was stunned, and the person in his palm took advantage of the situation to break out the shape of the beautiful haode hand, followed closely by the people in front of him, and did not mean to talk more with Duan Jinrong.

"Don't be willful, this king will only ...... if you look at your good years"

Duan Jinrong blocked the behavior of the attendant behind him who wanted to scold, shook his head, and looked at Liu Moyan like a child who didn't know how important it was.

"How old is the prince?"

The young man raised his eyebrows obliquely, with the spirit of a young man, even if he was a little pale because of his illness, he still couldn't hide the strength in his bones.

"This king is double ten this year!"

"Hmm, the grass people are seventeen this year, and there is only a three-year difference between them and the prince, so it shouldn't make you want to be an elder, right?"

The snow-white teeth are exposed, crystal clear and moist, dazzling the human eye.

Duan Jinrong found that he was a little unable to take his eyes off the face of the young man in front of him, his demeanor was beautiful, his temperament was enchanting, and his demeanor was changeable, and in just a few glances, he had already remembered the young man.

"Doom!"

Duan Jinrong snorted and came back to his senses, Liu Moyan smiled comfortably and removed his foot from the other party's toes, and deep footprints were imprinted on those delicate boots.

He made no secret of the little bad things he had done, but seemed to be very proud.