Chapter 275: Relief of Worries (II)

Everyone was quite disappreciative in their hearts, and when they heard what Huizhu said later, they thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt that there was something feasible, so they all raised their heads to look at Huizhu.

All of a sudden, a few eyes brushed over, and I don't know if the light is useful to kill mosquitoes and rats, and it is inevitable that I will feel worried. Huizhu barely calmed down, and quickly searched through her memory in her mind, and added with some confidence: "If you are not at ease about burying the dead corpse deeply, you can also sprinkle quicklime just in case." ”

"Quicklime?" Yunxiang was puzzled and made a sound. Huizhu thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked everyone, "But what's wrong with quicklime?" Yin Zhen didn't answer and asked: "The lime you said is mixed with glutinous rice to build walls?" ”

Huizhu was stunned, what is the relationship between quicklime and wall building? She only vaguely remembered that lime was raw and cooked, and that quicklime had the effect of eliminating germs. But judging from everyone's reaction, it is clear that they don't know much about quicklime, so is lime not popular at this time?

The thought flashed in his heart, Huizhu was in a cold sweat at the moment, and immediately wanted to deny it, not wanting to raise his head and just meet Shang Yinzhen's staring gaze, and a sense of weakness arose, so he had to think about it secretly, and he said lightly: "The concubine doesn't know much about this, but I saw it in a travelogue book about geology many years ago, and it was said that lime is divided into two types: raw and cooked, and quicklime can be used to prevent and control the epidemic after the disaster, and the effect of cleaning up the dead body As for what lime is, the concubine has never seen it." ”

For Huizhu's vague answer, everyone was obviously dissatisfied, but because of his difficult identity, he asked the bottom of it. Yunxiang relied on the identity of the emperor's younger brother, and probably had fewer scruples, and without waiting for Yinzhen to get up, he stood up and strode forward to Huizhu, and asked: "Niangniang's matter is very important, please make it clear." Even if you can't remember clearly, please tell your brother which travelogue has a record. ”

How did she know which travelogue had it! How does this ask her to make it clear!

Secretly couldn't help but be annoyed with Yun Xiang, but Hui Zhu took a step back on his face, and whispered without hiding his fright, for the embarrassment: "Thirteenth brother, you" Before half of the words, he had just stopped the other party's step-by-step pressing, Yun Xiang took a selfie in annoyance, and arched his hand: "The courtier brother is more polite, and I ask the mother to forgive me." ”

Huizhu wants to be under this step, how can he blame, so he raised his hand slightly, and said gently: "The thirteenth brother is also worried about the people, how can this palace be blamed." It's just a woman in this palace, and her knowledge is really limited. As he spoke, he glanced around, his eyes fell on the basin on the ground, and he said to Yinzhen Fu: "I think the emperor still has something to discuss with you, and the concubines don't bother much, so they pack up the things on the ground and go out, just to see how the lunch is prepared." After that, he called Xiaojuan in a low voice, picked up the basin and other things, and walked out of the house quickly, regardless of the blazing sight behind him.

When she got outside, Huizhu would not enter the house again, and walked with a few people inside the river dam outside the city for a long time, and when she came back, she talked for a few hours about giving relief to the homeless people and water conservancy camps, until it was past noon, and the woman prepared vegetable porridge and a few egg cakes. Brother Yinzhen didn't dislike it either, and after eating in twos and threes, he continued to stay in the house to discuss.

After an afternoon like this, no one came to inquire, so Huizhu breathed a sigh of relief and stayed in the side room with the woman as her. At the west of the solstice, the sky was getting dark, and the rain was heavy again, so Yinzhen stopped talking and ordered people to prepare the carriage to leave.

I rushed at night, and there were no displaced people. When the third watch was approaching, he had returned to the Old Summer Palace. Yinzhen followed Huizhu to her courtyard, and the two of them took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and came to the inner hall. Bright lamps were lit in the hall, a faint incense was burned, and steaming meals were placed on a small table in the middle of the kang mat.

Huizhu's footsteps faltered, and the feeling of coldness and fatigue around her suddenly disappeared, and she couldn't help but show a shallow smile, and handed over a bowl of hot chicken soup, saying: "It's raining during the day, and I'm going to travel overnight later, drink a bowl of chicken soup to get tired." Yinzhen didn't take the bowl, but leaned back on the pillow, half-squinted, looked at Huizhu for a long time, and said lazily: "Say, why do you know this." After a pause, his eyes instantly became fierce, and he closed his eyes again and said, "I don't want to hide anything. “

Leng Yinzhen asked, Huizhu's smile stiffened, her hand couldn't stop shaking, and the chicken soup splashed down, "Ah-: A painful cry immediately overflowed into her mouth, she hurriedly put the soup bowl aside, so she didn't see the fluctuation of Yinzhen's eyelids, her fists clenched when she heard the pain, and only a cold word came to her ear: "Say!" ”

Huizhu's eyes crossed a touch of gloom, but her heart changed calmly, and she took the brocade to the soup on the back of her hand, and said with a smile on her face: "The emperor also knows that his concubines like to read some miscellaneous books, and they know a little about post-disaster matters. As for which book it read, the concubine didn't know. When I moved from the palace to the palace, I didn't bring most of the books, and some of the servants who didn't enter the palace came and went to exchange money, so it was difficult to find them. ”

Yin Zhen was noncommittal about this, and asked: "How sure do you know what you said?" Human life is at stake, Huizhu was silent for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "The concubine doesn't know if it's valid, but it can be said that what is said in the book is true." Yin Zhen opened his eyes and got up, grabbed Huizhu's wrist, avoided his scrutiny without allowing half a point of evasion, and said in a solemn tone: "When the epidemic was in the past, you tried your best to overcome public opinion, and what was the chance of winning compared to what you said today?" ”

Yinzhen's solemn look made Huizhu stunned for a moment, and then he looked at it again, and saw that his eyes were full of seriousness, and he carefully analyzed the two without waiting for him, and confirmed it again and again in his heart, and said firmly: "In the post-disaster epidemic, the concubine is just a go, and life and death are just a line between life." After listening, Yinzhen's slightly flat emotions fused in vain, her chest rose and fell strongly, staring at Huizhu's eyes seemed to be breathing fire, there was a sign of anger, her right wrist was dragged white, but Huizhu didn't dare to be in pain, she only felt a strong and cold momentum coming at her, her chest seemed to be a heavy pressure on the boulder, and the surrounding air became thinner in an instant, she had difficulty breathing, and her face was so shocked that she was sweating and white

When the tension was blowing, Yinzhen's hand was strong and there was pressure, Huizhu finally felt the pain coming, her face showed pain, and she couldn't help but look down at her weak and weak right hand, and heard the whispering above, "I believe in you, just do what you say." Huizhu raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw that Yinzhen's face was calm and waveless, only the accumulated emotions were faintly surging between her eyebrows.

Yinzhen didn't seem to see Huizhu's look, slowly loosened the clamp on his hand, and was shocked to see the black green with a few fingerprints on the thin white wrist, and the black eyes that drooped down flashed with wisps of emotional changes, but in the end there was no word, just the rough big palm rubbed on the black green pinch, I don't know how long it took, Huizhu noticed that there was a fine sweat between the wrists, and moved lightly in discomfort, only to hear Yinzhen break the silence and say: "Let's eat, and then I will deal with the dead corpses and prevent the epidemic in detail." : The words stopped slightly with the trembling of the body under the palms of his hands, and then said: "Don't worry, everything you say is played by Yunxiang and has nothing to do with you." “

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