Mu Ling sneered: "Bring him out, since he is the only one, then let him go alone." ”

Her attitude was quite gentle, and the official Shangshu couldn't figure out her routine for a while, and she didn't dare to speak out.

Mu Ling turned his head to look at the secretary of the ministry, today's incident is inseparable from this secretary of the ministry. It's just that presumably their methods don't stop there.

asked two soldiers to press the man to a remote place, Mu Ling waved his hand and told the soldiers to leave, and looked at the victim with a sneer: "The prime minister sent you, did he only ask you to do this?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The victim looked at her and shook his head dumbfounded.

Mu Ling didn't force it, and made a look at the dark: "Look at him and take him back to the capital to take a good look." You should know the means of interrogation, and you should know what needs to be interrogated. When the time comes, these will be great gifts to the prime minister! ”

A figure flashed out of the darkness like a ghost, and the man's chin was lifted, and the person was easily subdued and taken away.

This place was already remote, and no one came at this time.

Mu Ling raised his head slightly, looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, and couldn't help but gently hook the corners of his lips.

Don't let her go until here, will you? Since the arrangement is so thorough, it is better to play with this prime minister.

Back at the city gate, the victims were almost registered.

The victims who had been fetched water by Mu Ling had also returned, and Mu Ling took out some silver money to distribute it to them, and after thanking them, he asked them to line up to register.

The water has been filtered, Mu Ling carefully checked the medicinal herbs and the stove, and only after there is no problem did he start to arrange for the fire to boil the medicine.

And those who were stricken with the disease told the officers and soldiers to leave them at the gate first. Just look at the symptoms and tell them to drink the medicine, and then they tell people to take them to the other side.

It's just that the arrangements are in full swing, and by the afternoon, the victims have almost all been arranged.

Mu Ling was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw the secretary of the Ministry of Shangshu trotting over: "Mu Gongzi ......"

"Huh?" Mu Ling raised his eyebrows, "The grain and disaster relief silver transported by the imperial court have been arranged?" ”

"Yes." The official Shangshu frowned slightly, "It's just that there are still some disaster victims, but they refuse to listen to the arrangement." The corpses here have to be cleaned up and burned, and some victims are not allowed to burn the bodies of their loved ones, do you think it needs to be suppressed? ”

Mu Ling raised his eyes and glanced over there, and couldn't help frowning: "I'll go over and take a look first." ”

The official Shangshu laughed twice behind her, and then followed.

"Mu-husband, I'll go too." Mu Qing ran forward and wanted to follow.

It's just that in that kind of place, Mu Ling is just a person with rough skin and thick flesh, how can he ask Mu Qing to come over.

Mu Ling glanced at the soldiers on the side: "Look at her, don't let her pass." ”

The tone of the command was not negotiable at all. Not allowed is not allowed, there is not much to say.

It's just that Mu Qing was obedient, and was about to scold the soldiers, when he received a cruel look from Mu Ling, and retreated for a while.

Mu Ling sighed lightly and turned to the front.

Many of the victims were holding on to the bodies of their loved ones, some of them intact. Some have begun to rot and have a rancid smell.

If you continue like this, even if you are a good person, you will also get sick.

"Fellow villagers, the remains of your relatives need to be buried as soon as possible. Otherwise, the corpse will begin to decompose, and I am afraid that the ancestors will blame you. Furthermore, if all of you who are still alive are infected with diseases because of this, and you are unfortunate to be like them, will not you wait until your homes are built, and there will be no one to burn incense and paper money for them? ”

Mu Ling tried his best to keep his voice calm and gentle, as long as he didn't scare this group of people.

It's just that the emotions of the victims are excited, and where can they make sense with a few words.

So everyone just looked at her with a wary face and didn't speak.

Mu Ling swept around, and saw a half-old child holding the corpse of his relatives and not letting go, but just looking at her with a pair of innocent eyes, and couldn't help but feel sour.

The child who is only seven or eight years old, the corpse she is holding in her arms may be her last relative in this world, right?

It's no wonder that he hugged it so tightly, and he looked like he wouldn't let go.

Mu Ling walked over, squatted in front of the child, took out a handkerchief and helped her wipe the dirt on her face: "Little sister, tell my brother, is this your mother?" ”

The little girl nodded, still not speaking.

Mu Ling held the person in her arms distressedly: "Your mother must have fallen asleep, since this is the case, let her sleep in peace." You are living a good life now, and when you are old enough to marry, you will find a good place to live happily. At that time, your mother must be very happy, is this good? ”

"Okay." The little girl finally spoke.

Mu Ling was relieved, but fortunately, this disaster did not make this child completely autistic.

"Since this is the case, now let the mother into the earth for Anke? In such a place now, you will be infected with the plague, in case you can't live well, how can your mother and mother be at ease? ”

"But ......" the little girl opened her mouth, and suddenly she cried, "My mother is gone, no one wants me......"

A child, father and mother are their own heaven. Now that all her relatives have died in front of her eyes, how can she accept it?

A child who is only so old doesn't even know how to survive.

Mu Ling sighed slightly in her heart, carefully picked up the child, and comforted her: "Now that the imperial court has sent someone who will help you rebuild your home." But if you don't want your own home anymore, how can others help you? Now I will take you to your temporary residence, where there are many ladies who are as kind as your mother, and if you only follow them obediently, you will naturally live well. ”

Although the little girl of seven or eight years old is a little younger, she can still do something. When the time comes, it is okay to ask her to follow the surviving aunts and aunts to do needlework and the like.

The little girl didn't struggle much, and she didn't know whether she was stunned or what, she just looked up at Mu Ling quietly.

Holding the little girl to the place where the victims were settled, Mu Ling handed over the person to one of the aunts: "The child has no father and no mother, please take care of it more." ”

"Don't dare to bother your son, the old body will naturally take care of it." The aunt held the child in her arms, but she was extremely loving.

People are unfortunate at times like these. It is at this time that the goodwill in the heart is maximized.