The puppeteers made way of a passage and let Luo Zhun and the Jinyi guards get to the prisoner cart. Luo Zhun raised the torch and looked into the prisoner car, and saw Li Zhen huddled in the corner of the prison car, his eyes closed tightly, unconscious.

"What did you do?" Luo Zhun subconsciously asked at the pseudo-lifters. When he was marching during the day today, Li Zhen was still singing ugly songs in the prisoner car, making everyone vomit all the way, why did it become like this at night? The only thing that has changed is that this group of people has come, and it is none other than their fame.

"How do you talk!" He Zice said angrily, "Mr. Zhuo Wu is our teacher, how can we do anything to the teacher?" My teacher is obviously mistreated by you, and he is seriously ill, and when you touch his forehead, he is burned like this, and you people are still drinking and having fun, and no one has gone to ask a doctor for my master. ”

"That's right! Jinyiwei tortured people to death, the sin is unforgivable, and we will definitely write to the Holy One to visit you! The rest of the puppeteers clamored together. Scholars don't have other skills, but it's their business to talk about scolding the street.

"Don't make a noise, you all don't want to die!" One of the brocade guards choked and drew his sword, threatening everyone.

He Zice sneered, stepped forward, glared at the soldier and said, "You want to kill people? Do you dare to kill the juzi? Come on, come on, follow me, I'd like to see how many heads you have that you can cut off for the court! ”

"This ......" The soldier involuntarily took a step back, the knife in the hand of the brocade guard could only be used to scare the people, and in the face of these scholars, the knife was really useless. If you kill more than a dozen people, it will definitely be a big storm in the sky, not to mention Luo Zhun is such a calmer, even if he is a commander, he is afraid that he will be masturbated by the emperor.

"What is the noise, this Li Zhen suddenly fell ill, who could have imagined it? If you're sick, just look for Lang Zhongzhi, you guys are so noisy, can it work? Luo Zhun said.

He also believes that these moves will not do anything to Li Zhen, because Li Zhen's reputation among readers is very good. Even if these actions are not true, Luo Zhun can't think of anyone who has such a big grudge with Li Zhen, and he has to put Li Zhen to death. You must know that Li Zhen is now a prisoner, and he doesn't need anyone to harm him, and it is already a dead end, who needs to harm him again?

"Then why don't you take Mr. Zhuo Wu out of the prison car?"

"Yes, yes, he should be given a room, he must have been frozen in the prison car!"

"I'm going to find Langzhong!"

"I'm going to get a bowl of hot porridge for my husband!"

A fake man shouted suddenly, and before Luo Zhun could say anything, someone had already rushed out, and it was said that he was going to find Lang Zhong for treatment. The Jinyi guards at the door originally wanted to stop them, but the lifters were so emotional that they couldn't stop them, so they had to run around.

At this point, Luo Zhun can only make some gestures, in case Li Zhen is really sick and dies, he will not be able to explain. Especially in case these moves really write to the court, saying that Li Zhen's death was caused by Jinyiwei and Luo Zhun didn't save him when he saw death, it would also be a headache.

A soldier in brocade took the key and opened the prisoner's cart. The puppeteers rushed up, hugged their heads and feet, and took the unconscious Li Zhen out of the prison car, sent him into a guest room, and put him on the bed to sleep. Immediately afterwards, some people were busy running in and out, fetching water to wipe Li Zhen's body, and looking for vinegar to smoke the house, and being cowardly.

After a while, a doctor with a lewd description hurriedly came in a robe, and according to a man who was carrying a medicine box behind him, this was the Ding Langzhong in the town, the best Langzhong in the whole Huling Town and even in the whole of Henan.

When the innkeeper who was standing in the yard to help saw Na Langzhong, he was so shocked that he quickly covered his mouth and didn't dare to squeak. Because he found out that this was not the real Ding Langzhong at all, but a stranger who had never been in the town before.

These people...... What are you going to do? The innkeeper only felt a chill in his vest, he found an excuse, and plunged into the stable and did not dare to come out, when something happened, he at least had a reason to be at the scene, so as not to be innocently shot.

"General Luo, the situation is not good!" After the fake Lang Zhong went into the house and touched Li Zhen's body, he ran out with his nose covered and said to Luo Zhun.

"What's wrong? This old man is no good? Luo Zhun asked.

The fake Lang Zhong shook his head: "This old man can't do it for sure, what's more troublesome is that he may have a plague, so he has to bury it quickly!" ”

"Plague!"

All the people around them took several steps backwards, and even those who kept saying "love my teacher" were scared away. Respecting the teacher is a good story to do when there is no risk. If the teacher has the plague and you still go up, then your brain is in water.

"Are you convinced?" Luo Zhunhu asked suspiciously.

Fake Lang Zhong said: "Who dares to say death for this kind of thing?" But there is such a thing as a plague, and it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not, and if it spreads, it will be in great trouble. In the opinion of the old man, it is better to get him out and bury him quickly. ”

"Is he dead now?" Luo Zhun asked.

"It's coming." False Lang Middle Road.

"If you're not dead, you'll let me bury him!" Luo Zhun is crazy, what kind of professional ethics is this Langzhong.

"Otherwise, the old man will prescribe him a side medicine first and try to see if he can save him. If it can't be saved, then there is no way. However, the old man still reminds you that you must never approach him. If you really want to approach him, you must cover your mouth and nose with a cloth, and you must not have physical contact. The fake Lang Zhong kindly reminded.

"This ......" Luo Zhun was embarrassed, such a patient must be taken care of. If Li Zhen really got the plague, it would be too risky to send Jinyi Guard soldiers to take care of him. What if the soldiers under guard are infected, and they will soon be transmitted to other soldiers?

"I'll come and see the Protector." He Zice resolutely stood up and said.

"How do you take care of it?" Fake Langzhong asked.

He Zice ran into a guest room, and without asking who lived there, he ripped off the sheets on someone's bed. He wrapped the sheet around his body, covered his head and face, and only showed his two eyes, and then asked, "Ding Langzhong, do you think this is okay?" ”

"Well, that's fine." Said the false langzhong.

With He Zice as an example, several other pseudo-lifters also ran to the guest room to get sheets, wrapped them around their bodies, and wrapped them like doomsday zombies. The fake man prescribed the medicine, and immediately someone rushed to grab the medicine, and left it in the middle of the courtyard to boil. I don't know what flavors are included in this medicine, in short, the medicine smells very bad, good people can be smoked, as for the patient, it is estimated that there is no need to drink the medicine, and the nose will hang up directly after smelling it.

The lifters were still busy going in and out, some people came in with beds and quilts, and some people went out with Li Zhen's clothes, which were said to be burned outside the town to prevent infection. Luo Zhun was dizzy by these people's noise, and he didn't bother to care, he waved his hand to the soldiers, signaling everyone to guard back and forth, and he went back to his room to sleep.

The hustle and bustle in the courtyard did not slowly fall silent until midnight, and Li Zhen in the house was said to have stabilized his condition after drinking the medicine and had fallen asleep. Several Jinyi guards followed He Zice's example, covered their noses with sheets, and looked at the door of the room, and found Li Zhen lying on the bed, straight and straight like a dead man. However, the lifters who came and went on the side did not cry bitterly, which means that Li Zhen is not dead, and may not be dead for a while.

Early the next morning, Luo Zhun sat up from the bed in pain, his head that had been sore from the smell of medicine the night before had not yet recovered, and he was still a little confused. He rubbed his temples and sat for a moment before shouting outside the house, "Someone! ”

"The subordinates are here!" A soldier arrived.

"How's that Li Zhen?" Luo Zhun asked.

"Like...... Not so much? The soldier replied.

"What do you mean it's nothing?" Luo Zhun was annoyed, "Is it dead, or is it not dead?" ”

"It should ...... I'm not dead. The soldier said, "If he dies, will those people still be able to make trouble?" ”

"That's right." Luo Zhun nodded, and asked again, "What about those lifters?" ”

"Both...... All gone. The soldier said.

"All gone?" Luo Zhun was stunned.

The soldier felt that something seemed to be wrong, Li Zhen was sick in bed, there was no reason for these people to leave? He thought about it seriously for a while, and in his impression, those lifters left one after another, and some people came back in the middle, but there were not as many people who came back as there were people who left.

"They ......" The soldiers desperately tried to find a reason to explain this strange phenomenon, but couldn't think of it.

"Is Li Zhen still there?" Luo Zhun shouted.

"In! Li Zhen has always been there! The soldier quickly replied, "We went to see him every once in a while, and he had been sleeping in his bed all the time, not moving." ”

As long as Li Zhen is still there, it will be fine, maybe the lifters are afraid of infection, maybe they are sleepy and want to find a place to sleep, or they may have finished performing and plan to go back and brag to their classmates. In short, as long as Li Zhen is not lost, everything will be fine.

"Look at it." Luo Zhun got up and put on his clothes, and led people to Li Zhen's room.

When he came to the door of the room, Luo Zhun stood up and said to a soldier next to him: "You go in and have a look, touch the old man's forehead, and see if it is still burning." ”

The soldier nodded, went to another room and tore a sheet cloth, covered his mouth and nose, and then entered Li Zhen's house. He reached out and touched Li Zhen's head, and suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, he screamed and rushed out.

"Town, town, town...... Calm down the adults, Li Zhen and him, he ...... "The soldiers are not good at talking."

"What? He's dead? Luo Zhun frowned and said, this result was what he expected, but he didn't understand why the soldiers were so flustered. When Jinyiwei arrested people, it was not uncommon for people to die halfway, just go back and report to the Zhenfu Division, what's the big deal?

"It's not...... Li Zhen not only died, but also ...... "The soldier doesn't know what to say."

"And what?" Luo Zhun asked.

"And...... The person who died, he was not Li Zhen! "The soldier finally told the truth.