Zhao Huan looked at the eldest princess Anna with tears and smiles, and took the parchment scroll in the eldest princess's hand, which was full of conversations between himself and her, as well as some stories adapted by Anna.

The Decameron is a collection by the Italian writer Giovanni Boccaccio, set against the backdrop of the plague in Florence, where young people come together to tell a hundred stories.

This book is not so much a collection of satires as it is a collection of satire, with a large number of short stories satirizing the various ills of the church at that time that taught darkness and sin and the policies of the time.

It is a sign of the beginning of the Europa Renaissance, political and religious introspection.

Zhao Huan looked at the book "Bianjing Ten Days" in his hand and returned it to Anna.

"Official, it's time to eat." Zhao Ying smiled and invited the official family to go to dinner, Zhao Huan looked back at Anna's waist, and thought of an old saying, Yinwa is also afraid of hanging inches, and the golden gun does not fight the thin waist.

With the thawing of the river, more and more businessmen began to gather in Bianjing, and there was prosperity everywhere, but at this time, Huining Mansion had just ended the riots.

Chen Ang and Lu Nan's action of burning down the arsenal was not a meaningless temptation, the chaos in Xicheng accelerated the spread of the plague again, and this time the acceleration became disorderly.

Even though a large fence was set up to prevent people from entering Dongcheng, it still couldn't stop the plague, and finally when they went to Xicheng to quell the trouble, the plague spread in the Heishui Division, causing several deaths, so that Wanyan Zongwang woke up, and they must completely quell this riot.

What's worse is that the son of Emperor Taizong Wanyan Sheng, the original king Wanyan Zongben led a team into Xicheng to quell the riots, and died of plague, so that several Wanyan family members got sick because of this, which completely attracted the attention of the Jin court.

This disorderly expansion will ultimately harm themselves.

Close the door of the fang, strictly enforce the quarantine measures, even if the people in the fang die cleanly, Wanyanqi will not open the door of the fang, so that the plague will spread to other fangs.

This high-pressure measure, accompanied by extremely bloody slaughter, over time, the epidemic was finally quelled, and the Hezha army, dressed in cowhide armor and carrying eagle's beak hoods, entered Xicheng and began a large-scale clean-up work.

It is not a slogan to master the Song Dynasty's long skills to control the Song Dynasty, their Heishui Division controls a large number of epidemic prevention methods about the Great Song Dynasty, and the reason why they don't do it is just that the untouchables are not worth it.

Wan Yan looked at Wan Yan Zongwang's older appearance with some pain and some fear, although he was unwilling, but Jin Guo needed an explanation, Wan Yan needed an explanation.

Wan Yan finally mustered up the courage to say, "Uncle, it is difficult for me to accept the current predicament of the Jin Kingdom caused by the plague, as well as your various statements about the plague in the past few months. ”

"You once said that the situation is under your control, and the plague is well controlled in my country, and that when the weather warms up, the plague will magically disappear, just like the plague of the past. And before that, you said that only a very small number of our Jin country were infected with the plague, and then you gave up Huanglongfu and buried the whole of Gyeongju in the fire. ”

"A month ago, you once said that our Jin Kingdom is doing very well, and the plague will disappear from the territory of Jin Kingdom, but we have all seen it, and now it is getting worse, and even the original king has passed away and returned to the embrace of the Eagle God."

"Do you have anything to say about that? In front of all the Wanyan clansmen, not only do I need a reason, but everyone also needs a reason. ”

Wanyan is not the chief of Wanyan, but because he is the emperor, he can only be held accountable, and recently Wanyan Zongwang's mood is obviously not very good, he doesn't want to and doesn't dare to anger his uncle, but as the emperor, he can only do this.

"Your Majesty, Wanyan Zonglu is a great sect." Wan Yan Zongwang nodded in greeting, looking at the confusion on Wan Yan's face, he took a hard breath and said, "If I don't say that, what can I do?" ”

"Could it be that the state of our gold country is very bad; We can't produce enough cowhide armor and olecranon scarf; We don't have enough ash and brimstone to kill fleas; We are short of healers, because Wanyan Zhenzhu stupidly killed the healers who saw the doctor, resulting in very few healers in us. ”

"Do we tell our subjects that we are helpless against this plague and then cause even more panic?!"

"In fact, that's the case, we really have no way to face the plague, and the little knowledge we learned from the Great Song Dynasty can only be used by the Jin people. We don't have the top-down accountability system of the Great Song Dynasty, we don't have the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and our people are too complex. ”

"I can only keep the golden man."

Wanyan Zongwang's words caused a burst of discussion, and Wanyan Zonglu knocked on the crutches in his hand and said: "Since you know that we have no way to stop the plague, you should at least tell our people to take refuge, most of the Jin people can hide in Changbai Mountain." ”

"You know it's a quiet place, a beautiful scenery, surrounded by verdant trees, our houses in Changbai Mountain, winding corridors, delicate murals, clear springs and pleasant flowers, and a cellar with fragrant wines."

Wanyan Zongwang glanced at Wanyan Zonglu, closed his eyes for a long time before he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Great Zongzheng!" Regarding the plague, when Zhu Xiaosun, the uncle of the Great Song Emperor, died in the plague, I convened a clan assembly to warn all the Wanyan clans to be careful of this invisible plague! ”

"But what did Wanyan Zongben do? He took off the olecrasbill hood in the West Side! Because he fell in love with a vultureful woman, and plundered her to his house in the eastern city! He didn't listen to my admonition, so dozens of Wanyan clans died in the plague! ”

"As for Da Zongzheng's other question, we all hid in Changbai Mountain, waiting to be found by the Iron Army of the Great Song Dynasty, kick open our door, and kill all our clansmen?!"

The entire hall is quiet, since the god of war died, Dongshuai died in battle, and Wen Shuai defected, Xishuai has become their only backbone, and his angry appearance now makes everyone in the Wanyan clan tremble.

Wanyan Zongwang watched as the people of the Wanyan clan finally listened to their words in their hearts, and said in a softened tone: "Your Majesty, with the help of Tianshi, we have turned Huanglong Mansion into an epidemic area, and Gyeongju into a sea of fire. ”

"Before the Song army broke through the Huanglong Trench, it was the right way to completely eat Mobei, we can attack, retreat can defend, and defeat can escape."

Wan Yan nodded slightly timidly and asked, "When will you leave?" ”