At the same time as Ye Qinzhu took out the hot porridge, an enchantment spread out over the courtyard, blocking the wanton fragrance and the stench wafting from outside the courtyard.

The finch hid behind the pillar and swallowed for a long time, until her younger siblings had drunk all the porridge, and then walked out with great difficulty holding the bamboo basket.

"Miss, this is a good basket of nine hui. He stretched out his hand nervously, fearing that the man would reduce the amount he paid because of the soup kitchen.

The corners of Ye Qinzhu's mouth curled, and he took out the silver money and put it in Que'er's hand, and at the same time narrowed a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Can I go see Ying'er?"

"Sister Ying'er is suffering from the plague, so it's better not to see it. The finch was visibly moved for a moment, but still firmly refused.

Ye Qinzhu stretched out his hand, rubbed Finch's messy hair, and replied:

"My sister knows the doctor, and if you let my sister see it, maybe my sister's friend will come to help you. ”

The surprise on the finch's face was palpable, and he had just opened his mouth to respond, but the silent gentleman on the side spoke.

"This plague broke out suddenly, and even the imperial doctors in the palace had no way to treat it, so the eldest lady still didn't want to go to see it, so as not to be infected. ”

When Que'er entered, she opened three doors in a row, and it could be seen that the girl named Ying'er was indeed isolated.

In addition, when Ye Qinzhu first entered the yard, he felt that the smell in the yard was much lighter than outside, which showed that Mr. Na had really put a lot of effort into preventing his child from getting sick.

"When did this plague break out?" she looked up at the blue sky, which was the same as before, without a single change.

"Three days ago. The gentleman replied that he was taking his shirt from a tree with a crooked neck in the courtyard, putting on the only one that was fairly clean, and carrying the suitcase and walking out of the courtyard gate.

"Three days ago, a group of displaced people were released into the capital, several of whom had fever and sweat, and overnight, a large number of people were infected. ”

"Where is Mr. going?" Stuffing Jiuhui into the hand ring, Ye Qinzhu caught a glimpse of Mr. leaving.

"Go to the east of the city. The gentleman stopped, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Ye Qinzhu.

"This young lady is dressed like this, she must be from the east of the city. Since it is a wealthy family, do not show your face in front of the victims. ”

Today's homeless people have hatred in addition to despair.

If someone comes with a life-saving elixir, they will surely prostrate to greet them.

But if someone passes by without doing anything, then the evil thoughts in their hearts will swell endlessly.

Even if the eldest lady in front of her is a spiritual master, no one will respect her.

Ye Qinzhu understood this, so after Mr. said this, she nodded her head slightly, toe lightly, turned up from the courtyard, stepped on the roof tile and left the west of the city.

The finch tilted her head back, ignoring the pain in her neck, and just stared blankly.

came and went without a trace, and it was really the fairy lady.

The eldest lady is so nice, she gives money for food, and she also took him to fly once.

"Brother Finch. Seeing that the finch was stunned and raised her head and did not move, Hong'er couldn't help but step forward and pinched the finch child, "Go to the doctor, Ying'er is waiting for treatment." ”

A word woke up the dreamer, and the finch suddenly jumped up from the ground, straightened her unkempt hair, and ran out of the yard in a puff of smoke.

As soon as they left the yard, the rancid smell rushed into the noses of the finch.

People with this disease will first have a fever, sweating, and then vomiting.

As a poor homeless person, he was already living a life without undressing, but now he keeps vomiting, and all he vomits is sour water.

The vomiting process was accompanied by incontinence, and in the past three days, the few homeless people who had just come in and had been sick have died in a coma.

At this time, Ying'er was only feverish, and it had not deteriorated further, but the finch was very anxious in her heart.

Three days, from onset to death, it took only three days for those people!

Along the way, patients in various positions were paralyzed, and the finches clutched their silver coins and walked through the west of the city.

Ye Qinzhu was on the border of the west of the city, and when he saw the gentleman walking out, he jumped down and stepped on the thick ground in front of him.

"Sir just came out like that, not worried about the children in the yard?" she asked.

"Hong'er will take care of them. When the gentleman saw that it was her, he replied.

Hong'er looked like she was five or six years old, and given her malnutrition, she might have been eight years old.

An eight-year-old child has to be a housekeeper, which is really difficult and provocative......

"What is the name of Mr." Mr. continued to walk towards the east of the city, and Ye Qinzhu followed him.

"My surname is Xiao. The gentleman didn't have the strength to shake her off, so he acquiesced to her following, "Singny, one Qi." ”

"Mr. Xiao, where are you from? Ye Qinzhu chatted with him one after another, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time and met again in the capital by chance.

"From Beiyang. Xiao Qi replied with a wry smile, "The Anguo army conquered Beiyang, and the towns of Ying'er and Qi'er were slaughtered. I was a teacher at their private school in the town, and I only found their two children alive. ”

"Recently, there have been natural and man-made disasters in the north, and we couldn't stay any longer, so we trekked to the capital. The rest of the children were taken in by me during my wanderings. ”

Xiao Qi walked to the bustling area in the east of the city, set up a stall on the side of a street, threw a blank piece of paper, and wrote neatly:

Take someone to write a letter to your family.

Ye Qinzhu didn't disturb him, and wandered around the street, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see anyone coming.

Even when someone passed by Xiao Qi, they couldn't help pinching their noses and fanning them vigorously.

"What smell? stinks!" someone shouted, and the sound was like a slap in the face, hitting Xiao Qi in the face.

Ye Qinzhu listened around the corner, and almost couldn't help but slap the man back.

Xiao Qi is not a child and has his own self-esteem. Therefore, when distributing meat porridge to the children, she deliberately did not give it to Xiao Qi and did not go to give alms.

It's the same now, even though her heart is loudly driving her forward, Ye Qinzhu can only sigh silently.

Setting up a stall in such a dilapidated manner on a busy road is an incredible thing. Looking at Xiao Qi's expression, it was not a matter of a day or two that he was ridiculed.

"Mr. Xiao, write a letter for me. After waiting for a while, Ye Qinzhu stepped forward.

Xiao Qi raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"If it was because of sympathy for me, the girl would have been spared. ”

"Nope. Ye Qinzhu shook his head, "I need someone to help me write a letter detailing the symptoms of the plague, and I'll show it to my friend." ”

Xiao Qi's courtyard was full of patients, and he himself had been shuttling to the west of the city for a long time, so he must have his own opinions on the phenomenon of the plague.

Ye Qinzhu is indeed quite suitable for him.

Xiao Qi didn't speak, but unfolded a roll of white paper, pressed it with a paperweight, and began to write.

His handwriting is a fair block letter, and he has a deep pen power, and it can be seen that he is a good calligrapher.

It's a pity that with such a tattered appearance, no matter how fine the inside is, it will be regarded as a dilapidated thing.

Ye Qinzhu sighed, watched Xiao Qi roll up the letterhead, seal the seal, look up at her, and ask about the payment and the recipient.

"My surname is Qin, and that friend's surname is Wang. ”

Xiao Qi nodded and took up the pen to write.