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The warm wind whistling at the mouth of the alley ruffled the corners of the clothes of those who got out of the carriage. The corners of Wuhua's crimson thorn-patterned robe were rolled, and she slowly stepped out of the carriage and turned the corners back to their original places.

Wuhua looked up at the dark and uncertain sky and muttered. "It's going to change."

"Rare." In the long-term hot weather, it is rare to have a pleasant rain.

After Wuhua sighed like this, he stepped up the steps, and the waiting porter interrupted Wuhua's thoughts. "Childe, I have your letter."

Wuhua hummed indifferently and took the letter from the porter's hand.

"It was sent by Gongzi Qin again?" After walking for less than two steps, he saw Yunshu's hands covered in front of him, staring at the letter in Wuhua's hand.

Wuhua glanced down, and after confirming that it was Qin Xiangsheng's handwriting, he replied helplessly. "Yes."

Yun Shu chuckled and shook his head, with a slight emotion in his eyes. "Qin Gongzi's letter writing is really not ordinary diligent."

"Basically, two servings a day."

"Huh?" Wuhua's footsteps slowed slightly, and he noticed that Izumo Shu was saying something, and couldn't help but look back at her. "Where's the other one?"

The corners of Yun Shu's lips hooked a faint arc, but there was an indescribable ridicule in his tone. "The West Chamber."

Wuhua looked back. "The West Chamber?"

Wasn't that the vacant yard that Qin Xiangsheng bought last year? When he chose this yard by himself, he also strongly recommended it and wanted Wuhua to live there. Wuhua rejected it because it was too close to the main road and the noise of people.

As long as the West Wing Courtyard bypasses two roads, it is the Qin Mansion, which may be why Qin Xiangsheng strongly recommended himself to live there. Now Qin Xiangsheng is in the area of Huaihe Xiaobei, who lives in this small courtyard in the West Chamber?

"Kanaya Zangjiao?" Listening to Yunshu slowly spit out these words, Wuhua suddenly realized.

It's just that Yunshu said this, Wuhua couldn't help but look at Yunshu a few more times, until Yunshu felt quite uncomfortable, and then chuckled and shook his head. "You've been with Qiu Xuan for a long time, and you've learned five points from his flamboyant tongue."

Yunshu suddenly lowered her head, and Wuhua could still vaguely see the corners of her mouth raised.

When I stepped through the door, I felt the stuffiness of the room.

Wuhua frowned unconsciously and put down the letter in his hand. Yunshu hurriedly went to open the window to breathe. Hongsi then followed in and changed the tea in the room.

mentioned Qiu Xuan before, Wuhua felt that there was very little time for Qiu Xuan to appear recently. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she tried to call out. "Qiu Xuan."

After waiting for a while, he didn't see the familiar figure, and Wuhua frowned slightly. "Are you out again?"

The door creaked and was blown by the wind, and Yun Shu moved a chair to lean on. Wuhua stood in the room and looked at the mulberry tree in the yard, and saw that the mulberry tree was messy in the wind.

A gust of breeze blew across his cheeks, and Wuhua subconsciously turned around.

The people who came in a hurry to see the breeze and dust had a pair of shrewd and introverted Danfeng eyes, and Wuhua was stunned for a moment. "Hongyi?"

"Master." The corners of Hongyi's lips tightened into a line, and he lowered his head slightly to look at Wuhua.

"What?" Wuhua moved to the table. Her gaze lingered on the table for a moment, and she realized that the brown letter was gone, and she couldn't help but get up and stand. Yunshu had already bent down to pick up the letter from the ground and return it to her.

"But what's wrong with Hua Manlou?" Under normal circumstances, it is the single line of contact between the bright sleeve and the cloud book. It's not a big deal, she won't let Hongyi come to her.

"It's not."

No? Wuhua opened the letter while waiting for Hongyi's next article. Under the long-term heat, Wuhua found that he enjoyed the weather very much.

After only two lines, I only heard Hongyi's deep voice. "The outbreak of the epidemic in Qianzhou and Xingcheng."

"What?" Wuhua was surprised and put the letter in his hand on the desk. "The pandemic?"

Hongyi's face was grim, "Yes, the epidemic broke out in mid-June, and the people of Xingcheng in Qianzhou panicked and fled in all directions, and they had already arrived in the Huaibei area. ”

"Mid-June." Wuhua muttered.

It will take a month for the news to be rushed from Qianzhou to Kyoto, and the latest news will be available here in Kyoto in the next few days. Suddenly remembering something, Wuhua pursed his lips. "Qianzhou is not far from Lishuijian, and the epidemic broke out in mid-June.

Hongyi nodded heavily. "I don't know why, there is no movement on the other side of the Lishui Stream."

Wuhua frowned, didn't Lishui Jian claim to help the world, and the doctor was benevolent?

The outbreak of the epidemic in Qianzhou is not far from Lishuijian, it stands to reason that Lishuijian should have learned the news earlier, how could there be no movement?

She groaned slightly, "Let Shang Jiu ask what the hell is going on." ”

Hongyi shook his head. Cangwu said that after an account on the Lishui Stream side was settled in early June, there was no more news. Shang Jiu may not have been in contact for a long time, so he thought he was back in the Lishui stream. ”

"Let Ming Sleeve put away the news and figure out what is going on over there in Lishui Stream." Wuhua's gaze shifted downward, stopping at the letter under his palm.

His gaze rested on the second line of the letter, and he jerked his head up. "Where did the disease go?"

Suddenly loaded into Wuhua's dark eyes, Hongyi lost his mind for a moment. "Huaibei area."

"Huaibei?" Wuhua looked at the place names written on the letterhead, and speculated according to the time that Qin Xiangsheng and his party should have left the Huaibei area during this period and were on the way back to Beijing.

Thinking of this, Wuhua's heart let go of a little.

Looking at the back of Hongyi who was about to leave, Wuhua thought for a moment. "Wait."

Hongyi looked back at her for some reason. "Childe has something else to do."

Wuhua took the pen placed on the table and dipped it in ink.

Just as he was about to put down his pen, he stopped, lowered his head and thought for a moment before changing his hand. Hongyi didn't wait long at the table.

Wuhua raised his head from the table, put the letter in an envelope, and pushed it in front of Hongyi. "Send this letter to King Le's Mansion."

When Hongyi picked up the letter from the table, Wuhua said again. "Don't let others know, be sure to send it to Lewang."

"Yes." Hongyi took the letter in his arms and withdrew.

That night, the Le Wang's Mansion.

Sedum sat in front of the window, his left hand propped up on his forehead, and the other hand kept tapping on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by on the windowsill, and he straightened up sharply, groping his fingers under the table while shouting, "Who?" ”

There was just a dagger shot out of the window, making a dull sound, and it was fixed on his desk, and Sedum Tianyou looked intently, only to see that a letter was tied to the dagger.

Tianyou turned his head, only to see a black shadow quickly leave, hidden in the night.

Accompanied by a gentle knock at the door, before he could answer, Yun Yi came in with a tray, saw a dagger nailed in front of his desk, and then looked at Jing Tianyou's vigilant appearance, with a slight inquiring look on his face.

"Nothing, why are you here?" Sedum's face softened and shook his head slightly.

Yunyi didn't speak, just lifted the tray in his hand and put it in front of Jing Tianyou.

"I have a heart." Jing Tianyou waved his hand and was not in a hurry to drink, reached out and took the dagger in his hand and looked at it over and over again, and finally took off the letter paper on it and opened it.

In June of the forty-third year of Qingyang, the plague broke out in the Huaibei area, and although the Qianzhou and Xingcheng originators tried their best to control it, it was too late to find out, and the displaced people fled in all directions, and the epidemic appeared in the three border cities around it.

The governor of Qianzhou quickly sent back the news, and by the time it reached Kyoto, it was already July.

When the news of the epidemic came, it should have been suppressed so as not to turn into panic. Unexpectedly, the news leaked out of nowhere, and everyone in the Qing country was in danger for a while, and they were panicked all day long.

"The governor of Qianzhou wrote a letter and found the epidemic. Why has the June incident dragged on until now? A low, muffled voice echoed through the temple. The emperor's face was uncertain, and the fold in his hand was thrown on the face of his subordinates.

"What do you eat? What is the role of raising you? ”

"Please calm the emperor's anger." The civil and military officials standing below bent down and kowtowed, and their voices were uniform.

This can't quench the emperor's anger at all.

The only one standing in this hall is the old man who is dying, and in such a scene, he still maintains a calm left phase. He is one of the few surviving patriarchs of the Three Dynasties.

Su Rili didn't hear anything, and only when there was a big event, the emperor would ask the old minister's opinion.

After all, although Zuo Xiang is old, after all, he has experienced the ups and downs of the three dynasties, and he is old and spicy, and he often hits the nail on the head, so even if he doesn't have many opinions on weekdays, he is still quite valued by the emperor.

"Anger, anger, at this moment, you will only let me be angry." The emperor slapped the dragon case and shouted loudly. "What do we do now?"

As if he didn't dare to touch the emperor's head at this moment, the hall was silent for a while.

"Are you all dumb?" Seeing such a situation, the emperor was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet. "On weekdays, everyone shouts to solve problems for me, and when it comes to the critical moment, they become dumb."

"Right Phase!"

"The minister is here." The right phase moves slightly, kneeling forward.

"Do you have a way to deal with it?"

The right minister's body was slightly straight, and he didn't dare to raise his head for a while. just squinted at the prince in front of him from the corner of his eye, and when he made eye contact with him, the prince already understood what he meant.

The crown prince straightened up, looked up at the angry emperor, and said loudly. "Father, my son thinks that the most important thing now is to control the news."

"Control messages?" The emperor didn't laugh angrily, "Now the news has spread all over the way, but I am the last one to know, you say control the news?" How to control it? ”

"Now that the news is irrepressible." The prince pondered for a moment.

"The land of Qianzhou is not far from the Lishui Stream, as long as you notify the owner of the Lishui Stream, let him recruit doctors from all over the world to treat the subjects. Lishui Stream has been open for hundreds of years, and has always been under the banner of helping the world, and its doctors have connections between countries all over the world. If you are willing to help, the epidemic will definitely wait until it is under control. ”