"I can't bear the pain......"

It wasn't until Su Nuo'er didn't move anymore that Gu Ruobai walked over slowly, bent down and hugged her.

There were still tears on her face, and the right side of her face was still slightly red and swollen, perhaps because she was too sad, even if she fell asleep, her brows were still tightly wrinkled.

Xu felt the familiar breath, Su Nuo'er's frowning brows relaxed, and she fell asleep more at ease.

Gu Ruobai kissed her forehead lovingly, and left the fireworks building with her in her arms.

…… The sky is bright......

Cheng Anguo.

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! Not even a small plague of locusts can be cured, so what do I want you to do! ”

In the palatial hall, An Jiuchen, who was in a high position, was furious and threw the folds presented by the ministers to the ground.

An Jiuchen was obviously angry, pointed to the nose of an old minister below and scolded fiercely: "An Sheng, as a general and the prince of Cheng'an, you don't have any way at all?!" I raised you and raised you Anfu, did I eat dry rice? ”

There was a deathly silence in the main hall, and Gonggong Huai, who was waiting by An Jiuchen's side, didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear that his breathing would be heavy and it would make noise to An Jiuchen. To be honest, he has been serving An Jiuchen since he was still the prince, and it has been more than ten years now, but he has never seen An Jiuchen make such a big fire.

It seems that this locust plague really forced An Jiuchen to be anxious.

An Sheng was scolded, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he cowered his neck and made a quail shape, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it, for fear that if he moved, he would anger An Jiuchen even more.

Seeing that An Sheng didn't speak, An Jiuchen became even more angry, and directly picked up a book and smashed it at him: "I asked you, are you dumb!" ”

An Sheng was hit on the forehead, and blood immediately came out, which shows how strong An Jiuchen is.

"The Emperor...... The emperor spared his life...... Minister, minister, minister......" An Sheng was so frightened that he knelt down directly, but he didn't come up with a complete sentence for a long time, and he fell to the ground tremblingly, sweating coldly.

"Rubbish!"

An Jiuchen trembled with anger, and collapsed directly on the dragon chair, gasping for half a while.

At this time, a minister standing behind An Sheng stepped forward and said stubbornly: "The emperor is angry, it is important to solve the locust plague, but the envoy we sent has not yet returned, it stands to reason that three days is enough to rush to Huailiang, if Emperor Huailiang has the sincerity to help us, even if he rushes back with supplies, it should be there, but the prime minister has been gone for ten days, and there is no news, and the minister is worried about ......."

"If Su Aiqing has any thoughts, it is better to say it directly." An Jiuchen narrowed his eyes and said.

Su Nianhua said in fear: "The minister thinks that he should send more people to Huailiang to find out, in case the prime minister has an accident, he can rescue one or two." More importantly, we also need to explore Huailiang's attitude, if Huailiang refuses to help, then our border must strengthen precautions in case of accidents. ”

An Jiuchen's face was a little better, in fact, what Su Nianhua said, he had thought of it a long time ago, and now that someone finally proposed it, he could conform to the public opinion and go out to Huailiang in a bright and bright way.

That's right, the current Cheng'an internal troubles have not been solved, but what An Jiuchen wants is to go out to fight against Huailiang.

An Jiuchen softened his face, pretended to be thoughtful, and said, "What Su Aiqing said is good, I have decided to comply with the will of the people and personally go out to fight against Huailiang!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, the hall fell into death-like silence again, and Su Nianhua was so shocked that he knelt down directly, and said with a panicked face: "Your Majesty, don't do it!" ”

Then two more ministers knelt down and echoed Su Nianhua and said, "The emperor must not be impulsive!" Now that the internal troubles of Cheng'an have not been resolved, the people are already restless, and there are even rumors that it is very unfavorable to the emperor...... It's a rage and a lot of resentment! ”

"Ask the emperor to think twice!"

With these three people taking the lead, the others were not afraid of death, so they knelt down one after another, and persuaded in unison: "Your Majesty, please think twice!" ”

Not only was the plan not implemented smoothly, but it was also opposed by so many people, and none of them supported him, An Jiuchen couldn't help but be angry.

was so angry that he slapped the dragon chair again and again, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he shouted angrily: "Bastard! How can I let you put your beak in my decision?! I have made up my mind, and three days later, I will send troops to fight against Huailiang! ”

An Jiuchen angrily shook his sleeves and left, and the father-in-law next to him hurriedly shouted: "Retreat!" ”

A group of ministers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally reluctantly retreated.

Besides, An Jiuchen walked out of the hall in a rage, feeling restless, and was walking to the imperial garden, when he suddenly faintly heard a song coming, crisp and sweet, which made people feel comfortable.

An Jiuchen walked over looking for the singing, and the singing gradually became clear.

“…… White dew is frost, the so-called Yi people...... On the water side...... "An Zhiyuan was dressed in a pink coat, dancing among the flowers, and the sweet song floated out of her mouth, beautiful like a flower fairy who had strayed into the world.

"Oops!" Suddenly, An Zhiyuan let out a painful cry and squatted down.

The maid next to her hurriedly went to help her, and said distressedly: "Niangniang, you haven't eaten seriously for several days, and you have been practicing dance hard for several days, even if Niangniang feels sorry for the emperor and wants to share some troubles for the emperor, you can't not cherish your body like this!" ”

An Zhiyuan said angrily: "Don't say this anymore, the emperor has been working hard and exhausted for the locust plague recently, I feel distressed, but there is no way to help the emperor share his worries and solve problems, alas, ......" An Zhiyuan blamed himself.

Not far away, An Jiuchen was moved when he heard this, and hurriedly walked over and hugged An Zhiyuan in his arms. "Concubine Ai is so distressed by me, I am so moved in my heart."

An Zhiyuan obviously didn't expect An Jiuchen to come, and couldn't help blushing, "Your Majesty, why are you here, I haven't finished practicing this dance yet." ”

An Jiuchen took her hand and kissed her on the mouth, stopped her waist and hugged her, and said in a good mood: "I know the concubine's intentions, if the concubine really wants to be considerate of me, then it will be harder, how about it?" ”

An Zhiyuan blushed and said angrily: "The emperor is so bad! ”

"Hahaha." An Jiuchen laughed a few times, hugged An Zhiyuan and went directly to his dormitory.

After a cloud and rain, An Jiuchen was already tired and fell asleep, An Zhiyuan in his arms quietly got up, looking at the ambiguous traces of bruises and purples on his body, in the past, a pair of eyes that were always full of tender love were full of hatred at this time.

She took out a sachet from under the pillow and approached An Jiuchen's nose, listening to An Jiuchen's breathing more steadily, An Zhiyuan hooked the corners of her lips proudly.

In this sachet, it is a good treasure that makes people lose their blood.

An Jiuchen, how long can you live to enjoy all this......

Outside the Royal Palace.

Locusts in the sky.

The bustling streets, which used to be full of clamor and hawking, are now deserted, and every household has its doors and windows closed, for fear that the locusts will get a hole and fly in, and the whole family will suffer.

There were only a few ragged old men huddled in the corner begging, and their bodies were full of locusts, but no one gave them a little leftovers -- because of the locust plague, the price of grain soared, and the rice grain stores all closed their doors, and even if they occasionally opened their doors to sell rice, the price was outrageously high, and it was difficult to buy a grain of rice.

When the disaster gets worse, food is no longer food, but human life.

It is said that less than half a month after the outbreak of the locust plague, the farmland was a mess, and all the unripe grain was ruined by those hateful locusts, not only that, but those locusts even began to attack human beings, but as long as a little skin was exposed, those locusts would rush over like crazy, like a demon worm that had changed.

People are afraid to go out again, shops are closed, and every house closes its doors and windows, worshipping the Bodhisattva at home and offering incense and praying that the disaster will pass quickly.

In the palace, because there is an anthelmintic medicine developed by the imperial doctors, sprinkled around the palace, how much can disperse those locusts and prevent them from flying in, this medicine consumes a lot of medicinal materials, An Jiuchen is not distressed, and ordered to sprinkle the medicine again every other hour, and no corner of the palace can be missed, so there is nothing in the palace.

But outside the palace, it's like a purgatory on earth.

The locust plague brought the plague, at the beginning it was a few people with a high fever, but no hospital was willing to open the door to save people, so it was delayed, who knew that it was infected, and a few people had a fever and ulcerated all over their bodies, gradually increasing, and the plague broke out on a large scale.

But even so, there is no medical center in Cheng'an that is willing to open the door to save people. -- The reason is simple: now that there are locusts everywhere, whoever opens the door will suffer, and who wants to come into contact with those who have the plague? Even if it's a doctor, you have to spare your life.

The imperial physician in the palace learned the news, and the old imperial physician couldn't bear it, so he quietly went out of the palace to check the condition, only to find that even though he had practiced medicine for most of his life, he had nothing to do with this menacing plague.

People infected with the plague can only wait to die.

At this time, some of them suddenly remembered that a doctor Su who was sitting in the Yishan Hall in the past could cure any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, not only could he cure incurable diseases, but the poor went to see a doctor, and they didn't take a penny, even the medicine they took didn't cost a penny. At that time, Yishantang saved many people.

Pity......

It is said that this Yishan Hall was opened privately by Su Nuo'er, the eldest lady of the Su family's General's Mansion, the Su family was beheaded, the General's Mansion was sealed, and this Yishan Hall was naturally sealed, and many shops in the imperial city were blocked, and all those who had a relationship with Su Nuo'er were all implicated.

It's also strange to say, people always wait until they lose to regret it, but what's the use of regretting it? Time has passed, and the Su family has been completely removed from Cheng'an, even if Yishantang is still there, Su Nuo'er, who can save them, is no longer there.