After that, Gong Honghe knelt on the ground and kowtowed directly.

Nian Siqi hurriedly stepped forward to help Gong Honghe and said, "Why bother, you can't be blamed for this." ”

The city is still asleep, and the frightened people have no interest in working, and everyone is lazy to live, not thinking about the future but just living in the present. In Jiu Wentian's opinion, such a city seemed to have lost its vitality, and he watched Gong Honghe leave with his daughter, and then found Dr. Li.

When looking for Dr. Li, Jiu Wentian saw a big pit in the City Lord's Mansion, which should have been left from the battle with Gong Honghe yesterday.

"Doctor Li," Jiu Wentian said, "how is your body?"

When Dr. Li saw that the "living immortals" were coming, he quickly knelt down and shouted: "The divine doctor is here! The divine doctor is here! Wake up! Don't sleep!"

Everyone was still in a dream, but when they heard what Dr. Li said, they sat up with a pout, and all knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you for the divine doctor's rescue!"

Jiu Wentian had a headache, and hurriedly said: "What kind of miracle doctor am I, stand up quickly, I want to say something to you." ”

Dr. Li hurriedly stood up, and the people behind him also stood up. Dr. Li said respectfully, "I don't know what the divine doctor wants to say?"

"The crisis in Zhengyang has also been resolved, I want to know how much everyone knows about Gong Honghe?" asked Jiu Wentian.

Everyone fell silent when they heard this, and it took a long time for everyone to have a whispered discussion, and finally Dr. Li came forward to explain. Doctor Li said with a solemn face: "Gong Honghe can be regarded as I watched him come this far. At that time, he was only in his early twenties when he first came to Zhengyang, and the young man was strong in blood and energetic. We all know that he fled, and the city lord at that time didn't pay much attention to the refugees, but the city lord didn't want these people to disturb Zhengyang's purity.

Later, almost all of those refugees lived in Zhengyang, and Gong Honghe was one of them. He worked in Zhengyang to make money, and he didn't look like a refugee at all, and after two or three years, Gong Honghe went to work in the city lord's mansion. There are no accurate stories in it, we only know that he has done a lot of good things for us, which makes us understand him.

"Alas...... At that time, he was really a role model in Zhengyang, and the city lord was also very optimistic about him, thinking that he could bring great changes to Zhengyang. In this way, after another three or four years, the lord of the castle died, and Gong Honghe became the lord of the castle reasonably. Under the leadership of Gong Honghe, Zhengyang became prosperous in just about ten years. The good times didn't last long, and then Gong Honghe didn't care so much about the people, he used to be seen on the street at any time, and then he stayed in the city lord's mansion.

But he takes care of the refugees and sometimes goes to other places. But then he changed, and he oppressed us endlessly, and there were more people from other places in his city lord's mansion, and we all lived under his tyranny, and we were miserable every day. This tyranny lasted for almost a decade, and this year he suddenly developed a disease called 'damp red fever', from which even his wife died. ”

Dr. Li's lengthy words made everyone fall into contemplation and memories, and some people were also smacking their tongues, "Yes, Zhengyang was so prosperous before, why did it become like this?"

Nian Siqi sighed after listening, shook his head but didn't say anything, but looked at Jiang Qiufang, Jiang Qiufang's eyes were staring at the sky, as if he was thinking about something, but he seemed to be in a daze.

After everyone calmed down, Jiu Wentian told Gong Honghe everything he had just done. Stories like this may have given them some balance in their hearts. However, some people asked: "Divine doctor, can dictatorship really control people?"

Jiu Wentian smiled and said, "Actually, I think that dictatorship does not control people, and people can still control themselves after all." It's just that dictatorship magnifies people's desires and makes people extremely greedy. In that case, what else can't be done?"

At this time, everyone thought that Gong Honghe was dead, and Gong Honghe did not have the face to meet the people of Zhengyang, so everyone left thoughts in each other's hearts. Maybe Gong Honghe will feel guilty and die depressed, or maybe he is alive like a fish in water somewhere, but he still thinks about Zhengyang. Will the people of Zhengyang miss this city lord or will they take him as a wake-up call?

None of this matters anymore, what matters is the bowl of rice in front of you.

Jiu Wentian and his party were invited to the house by the grandmother again, they had just experienced so many things, naturally they were a little hungry, and the grandmother bought a lot of delicious food from outside for them to eat this time. Jiu Wentian held the bowl of rice in his hand, couldn't help but feel warm, and said, "Grandma, this should be the best meal I've ever eaten." ”

Jiang Qiufang also echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, I think this rice is too delicious, let's have another bowl!"

Nian Siqi looked at Jiang Qiufang's appearance of eating with a disgusted face, and whispered: "Really, a girl actually eats and devours, and she is really not afraid of ruining her image." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Qiufang frowned, staring at Nian Siqi and said.

A cold sweat broke out on Nian Siqi's forehead, and he seemed to say to himself, "It's nothing." ”

Jiu Wentian recalled what Gong Honghe said to himself during the meal, and Jiu Wentian knew that Gong Honghe was still a little sad when he was leaving, after all, this is also a person's lifelong decision. Jiu Wentian turned to Gong Honghe and asked, "I'm curious, what exactly do you want to do when you create 'wet red fever'?"

Gong Honghe smiled and said with some guilt: "I have always had a voice in my head telling me that 'wet red heat' can bring the dead back to life, I just wanted to see Xiaoyun at that time, I have been repenting all my life, I hope she can forgive me...... It's just that I can't get her forgiveness anymore. ”

"You can," Jiu Wentian said, "Go ahead, go to Gong Yi, and spend the rest of your life in peace." ”

Gong Honghe smiled, his eyes were full of tears, and finally he bowed to Jiu Wentian and rode away with Gong Wenzhen.

Jiu Wentian looked at Nian Siqi and said, "How do you feel?"

Nian Siqi put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with interest: "You already know about the grass and flowers, and my identity will definitely go for a walk immediately, but I really want to ask you, the pestilence grass is difficult to find in my clan, where did you find it?"

"If I say that it was given to me by a certain master, do you believe it?" Jiu Wentian deliberately wanted to avoid this question, but he didn't want Nian Siqi to be too sensitive, so he could only say something that seemed to be an answer.