"The official family has a secret room in the Bianjing Imperial Palace, does General Han know?" Hu Yuan asked with a miserable smile.

Han Shizhong was a little worried about Hu Yuan's appearance, and said suspiciously: "Is it the secret room where Emperor Taizong poisoned Empress Chen and stored the medicine?" ”

"It's not." Hu Yuan said with a smile: "There are two copies of the notebook inside, one is the holy sore, and the other is the current plague. Now that I look at it, I can indeed do it all. ”

"Huo!" Han Shizhong glanced back at the village in the raging fire again, and then said suspiciously: "Is this place the place where the dead soldiers raised by the official family were poisoned?" ”

Of course Han Shizhong knows the two poisoning schemes of plague and holy sores!

When the first Shaobao was reincarnated, when the official family personally ascended to the head of Ningwu Pass, they discussed this matter, and now it seems that the official family is really extraordinary.

"What do you think!" Hu Yuan was angry and laughed at Han Shizhong's rich associative ability, the dead soldiers raised by the official family, Hu Yuan supervised the office, of course he knew that the group of dead soldiers was on Shangjing Road, not in Liaodong County.

And it is the dead soldiers, not the old rats.

"Zhu Guozhang was in the barracks and took away Captain Zhu's ashes and relics." A herald hurried over and said.

"Did Zhu Guozhang say anything?" Han Shizhong asked the herald.

The herald shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything, I left, oh, by the way, the prince said that he was going to rush back to Shanhaiguan before dark." ”

"Didn't you say anything?" Han Shizhong looked at Hu Yuan and asked with some concern: "Guozhang will not trouble us when he returns to Beijing." ”

"Guozhang is a reasonable person." Hu Yuan repeated these words again and said: "A few people have come back to fight in ancient times, I hope the national abbot can understand." ”

Hu Yuan suddenly saw a chicken squirping among the weeds, and his eyes, which had already become a little hollow, became bright.

He glanced at Han Shizhong in disbelief and said, "Chicken! Alive! ”

Han Shizhong stared at the chicken with his head poked his head out, and slowly approached the live chicken, ten thousand times more careful than when he approached Liang Hongyu back then!

He leaned up behind the chicken with great patience and carefully lifted it up with his cage hands.

Han Shizhong looked at the struggling chicken in his hand and shouted loudly: "It's a living thing!" Grass is amazing! Living creatures! It's true! Living creatures! ”

This plague, after the outbreak of a village, attracted Han Shizhong's attention, and he blocked the village as quickly as possible, but still carried the remaining seventeen villages and turned them into a human Shura field.

People, horses, cows, sheep, rats, as long as those rats run through, there will not be a trace of life.

If it weren't for Han Shizhong's quick reaction and moving the villagers who had not been infected out of the village, there would really be no living creatures in these eighteen villages.

Even the Great Song Army, which was invested, died several people because of accidental wound infection, or the eagle's beak was not properly worn.

These eighteen villages are like hell on earth, and people can't help but feel chills down their spines.

With the composure of a soldier, Han Shizhong forced himself to sit and make various decisions, but this does not mean that he is not afraid!

But the chicken survived!

"Take it back to the secret room!" Hu Yuan finally became excited, and commanded Han Shizhong to bring the chicken back to the secret room.

He wanted to figure out how the chicken had survived in the epidemic zone.

Although Hu Yuan did not treat a single person in this plague raging, there is still a future.

Zhao Huan received news from Hu Yuan again, and only then did he know that Zhu Xiaosun had died.

"Is the plague so virulent?" Zhao Huan asked the same question as Han Shizhong, he only knew that there had been an outbreak of plague in Europe, and the Black Death was raging, killing tens of millions of people.

[Plague is a class A infectious disease, the mortality rate of bubonic plague is 20%~70%, and the mortality rate of pneumonic plague and septicaemic plague is almost 100%. [Note 1]

[In the 6th century AD, the first epidemic of the bubonic plague occurred, and the death toll worldwide reached 100 million. 】

[In the 14th century AD, the second epidemic of plague lasted more than 70 years, affecting Europe, Asia, North Africa and other continents, at that time, Britain and Italy were the most seriously ill, with almost 1/2 of the total population, and nearly 1/4 of the population in Europe were killed. 】

[From the end of the 19th century to the middle of the 20th century, the third plague pandemic occurred in the world, which affected more than 60 countries and regions, especially India and China, with more than 20 million deaths. 】

[The plague in the Northeast was controlled by Wu Liande, the "Chief Medical Officer with Plenipotentiary for Epidemic Prevention in the Three Eastern Provinces", and did not cause greater losses, otherwise, lives would be ruined. 】

Zhao Huan frowned and looked at the information, holding the note in his hand, not knowing how to tell Zhu Lian the news.

Zhu Xiaosun died, not even his last words were left, not even the bones did not exist, only ashes remained.

When Zhao Huan came to Yanfu Palace, he saw that Zhu Lian was still taking Zhao Chen's homework with a smile on his face.

"Let's go out and play with Yue Yun." Zhao Huan interrupted Zhu Lian's examination and said to Zhao Chen.

Seeing his father with a heavy face, Zhao Chen left Yanfu Palace sensibly, Zhu Lian looked at the note in the hands of the official, he did not have the habit of bringing official documents back to the palace.

This letter has something to do with me.

Zhu Lian looked at Zazi, and Zhao Huan was explaining to Han Shizhong the reason why he burned Zhu Xiaosun's corpse: "Han Shizhong burned the corpses of all the patients as a last resort. He also consulted me, and I agreed. ”

"Deep burial does not prevent the spread of plague, and it can even bring the small Sumeru worm to the surface again because the corpse decays in the soil and is eaten by rats and earthworms. Moreover, the plague minus mere worm is extremely survivable, and can even survive for several days. ”

"When Hu Yuan dug out the corpses that died at the beginning, he found that those small Sumeru insects were still alive, which is why the plague changed from one village to eighteen villages."

"Liaodong County has been fighting for many years, and it is already sparsely populated, and Han Shizhong is also very self-blaming for being able to reach this scale."

Zhu Lian finished reading the notebook, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, the scene where Zhu Xiaosun instructed her in front of the Le Ma Stone outside the Chaoyang Gate of Yanjing is still vivid, but the person has completely disappeared.

"Official, big brother, can he enter the Loyal Soul Temple?" Zhu Lian suddenly opened his lips lightly and asked.

Zhao Huan nodded and said, "Naturally." ”

Not only Zhu Xiaosun, but also the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty who died in Liaodong County this time will leave their names on the Loyal Soul Temple.

Zhao Huan quickly understood the reason for asking this sentence, Zhu Xiaosun did not die in battle, but died of illness. It doesn't quite meet the requirements of the Loyal Soul Temple.

"You think too much, the soldiers of the plague in Liaodong and the water plague in Ezhou will leave their names on the Loyal Soul Temple, and they are all donating their lives to serve the country, you can rest assured." Zhao Huan hurriedly explained.

"That's it." Zhu Lian closed the notebook, pushed Zhao Huan out of Yanfu Palace, and said: "The official family, the concubines don't want to show their ugliness in front of the official family, and ask the official family to be considerate." ”

"People cannot be resurrected from death, mourn."

When Zhao Huan left Yanfu Palace, he heard Zhu Lian's slightly miserable cry.

"The young eunuch of Qin Tianjian is waiting in the Wende Palace, saying that there is something." Sun Li ran over from the direction of the Wende Palace.

"Is something going on?" A bad thought rose in Zhao Huan's heart, and his eyelids jumped. It always feels like it's going to happen.

The first sentence of the young eunuch of Qin Tianjian when he saw Zhao Huan verified Zhao Huan's intuition.

"Official, it is estimated that there will be a big drought this winter, and there has been no heavy snow since the beginning of winter."