"Oh, by the way, the guy looked tired, and he said let me give you this letter."

"I said I wanted to give him the silver, but he didn't want it, and I said that he would leave his name, but he didn't let him, and went straight to the carriage."

"Don't you know, more than a dozen carriages came just now to unload this batch of masks!"

Qian Yan took the envelope and opened it to take a look.

On the beige rice paper, only a few lines are simply written.

However, it caused her eyes to be hot.

The letter reads as follows:

My sister pours face:

This is the power of the father and the queen mother, according to the standards of the northern country, the 200,000 masks that people temporarily made are here!

I hope to help you get through this difficulty, and it can be regarded as a return to the northern border country for its help to the country of Xizi over the years.

I still have to rush to the border to fight, so I won't stay long.

Take care of yourself in the North.

Big brother Jiang Yihan

Meet Wan Wan

Self-respect

In just a few lines, I saw tears in my eyes.

Yes, the eldest brother came quietly and left quietly.

He grabbed a doctor's hand and asked, "Do you know which direction those people are going?" ”

The doctor replied: "Look at the southeast, the man at the head is wearing an ink-colored brocade robe, and his hands are still wrapped in gauze, and he looks like he is injured." ”

Yan Yan clenched the back socket of his teeth.

The eldest brother has always loved to wear ink-colored clothes, and the one wearing the ink-colored brocade robe must be the eldest brother.

No wonder he didn't want to stay for a while when he arrived at the door of the Tilting Pavilion, it turned out that he was injured, afraid that she would see it.

But even if he was injured, he had to send the 200,000 masks to her.

There was a burst of warmth in her heart.

Although disasters are the touchstone of human nature, they will expose the ugliness of human nature.

But it's not all ugly faces, but also heart-warming.

For example, the ladies in the harem who are well-dressed and well-fed will sew masks with their own hands.

Their embroidery work is not only to please the man in the Longxuan Palace, but also to help the common people.

and, the masks made by the country of Sizi with all the strength of the country.

In fact, in this plague, whether it is a patient infected with the plague or a person who is not infected with the plague, everyone is a victim of this disaster.

The shop is closed, there is no errand, there is no monthly salary, and the doctor who is afraid of being infected and is facing great pressure......

Even if it is Emperor Beilin, he is also a victim.

Because the country he governed was sick, it was a great disaster for him.

In the following days, more and more heart-warming stories happened in the capital.

Many people in the capital began to unite from the original non-cooperation with the imperial court and the Dumping Pavilion, and they also donated money to the capital and the Dumping Pavilion.

However, for some people with poor economic conditions, they dared to donate all of them, and the Tilting Medical Pavilion could not accept all of them, at most they could only collect a part.

To be precise, this year, most of the people of the entire northern border country were unprecedentedly united.

It wasn't until nearly half a year later that the plague war in the northern border country could be regarded as coming to an end.

The number of patients in Beijing has also dropped from five to double digits.

The plague in other parts of the northern border country was more severe than in the capital.

But under the administration of the Emperor and the Imperial Court, the number of plague people was in the triple digits at most.

Other nations and tribes, on the other hand, are said to have swelled to six figures, leaving them with no time to trouble the north.

In addition, the emperor was stationed in the capital, and the generals of the towns and states of various provinces led troops to garrison the city gates, so in the past six months, the north was quite peaceful.

After being tired for nearly half a year, she has been pouring out the medical pavilion these days.

At the end of July, he completed the task of the imperial court, completed his task as a healer, and lived in an ordinary inn in the capital with most of the imperial doctors.

On this day, Tanyan didn't do anything, and was so tired that she collapsed on the bed and slept for a day and a night.

In the early morning of the first day of August, I slept until I woke up naturally.

Xiaolian and Xiaoguizi were isolated in this inn with her.

Considering that they have been suffering for a while, and they are all tired, they let them rest well.

After getting up, he pulled his shoes and got out of bed.

Walk to the window, open it, close your eyes and breathe in the fresh air.

Since the plague was rampant in Beijing, what she smelled in the Dumping Medicine Pavilion was either the incense of various herbs or the smell of herbs.

Then, she poured herself a cup of hot tea and sat by the window quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.

The inn arranged for her by the imperial court is not very luxurious, but the environment is very good, and it is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On the left is the mountain, and in front is the lake.

Tilting Yan lives on the second floor of the inn, and at a glance, it is a bit of a lake-view room.

The morning sun is reflected in the middle of the sparkling water, which adds a warm color to the surface of the lake.

The morning breeze gently brushed her cheeks, making her feel refreshed.

This long-lost feeling reminded Qian Yan of Beizhuang Ancient Town.

It's just that this is the capital in the end, which is more prosperous than the ancient town of Beizhuang.

The fireworks atmosphere in Beizhuang Ancient Town will be stronger than that in Beijing.

At this moment, a wave of nostalgia came to my heart, and I thought of Xintong.

In the past six months, every time the plague situation improved a little, she thought that she could see Xintong sooner.

Staying in this inn last night, she thought that she could finally see Xin Tong and Jingjing.

But she had to quarantine in this inn for more than ten days before she could return to the palace before she could see them.

When I was in the Tilting Medical Pavilion, I left these behind because I was busy, and even if I thought about it, I could only think about it in my heart.

Now isolated here, I have nothing to do all day long, except for missing or missing.

Just as he was sad, there was a knock on the door.

Qian Yan turned around to open the door, it was Xiaolian.

Xiaolian was holding a letter in her hand, and there was something made of bamboo tubes, "Niangniang, someone at the door of Shicai asked the slave maid to hand this over to you, you can open it and take a look." ”

Qian Yan took the envelope and bamboo tube in Xiaolian's hand.

On the envelope was written the four big characters "Ying Zhan personally opened".

He raised his eyebrows, opened the envelope and looked at it.

The letter reads as follows:

My concubine poured her face:

In the past six months, you have really worked hard.

It has been one hundred and sixty-two days and four hours since you left the palace.

This is not my calculation, it is Xin Tong who always likes to pinch his fingers when he has nothing to do.

But she doesn't know how to count, so she always pesters me to calculate.

I've calculated a lot, and I'll remember it.

These days, everything is fine with Xintong, but she misses you very much.

She heard that you were quarantined in the inn for a while, so she had to make trouble for me to take her out of the palace to see you.

I've been taking her to stay at the inn across from you a few days ago.

I also know that you don't like too bustling and lively places, so you chose a secluded isolation inn, do you like it?

I'm so tired that I didn't bother you yesterday.

At this moment, I and Xintong are staying in the inn opposite you.

Xintong wants to see you, and when you walk to the window, she can see you.

If you miss her too, take the binoculars to the window and you will see her.

Don't read it

Ying Zhan

Qian Yan had already walked to the window.

Now that she had read the letter, she stood by the window and looked around, looking for a familiar figure.

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