Wanying is actually contradictory.

What is the purpose of such hatred? Is it a disappointment? He just did what he had to do. He didn't do anything wrong about his position.

Wan Ying knew that Lord Yu felt her changing emotions. If he waits for a question, how will he answer? She waited quietly for Murong Yu to question her.

But the long wait didn't go her way.

Murong Yu seemed to sink all his emotions into the deepest part of his heart, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Go back, this king wants to rest for a while."

Wanying still lowered her head and quietly retreated.

After coming out, she took a deep breath, the smell of wormwood in the air was a little choking, and she exhaled heavily. There are five mixed tastes in my heart.

In a short time, Bai Lu returned.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Murong Yu watching the folds. He also wants to report on the situation in Wenxian County, and is about to write down something.

"Master, guess where Wanying went today?"

Murong Yu didn't raise his head, still buried his head in the scroll: "Where did you go?" "The response doesn't seem to be particularly attentive.

Bai Lu's father is an old man who waits for Yi Concubine. has been with Murong Yu for many years, and I also know that Prince Yu, who only knows how to spend all day long, is not what others think. He also knows more about his preferences than ordinary people. Seeing that the net master was not interested, he didn't say much.

He poured a cup of tea for Murong Yu and waited for him to take care of business.

After a while, Murong Yu put down his pen, dried the ink on the paper, and handed it to Bai Lu.

"Wait a minute, you will personally arrange for someone to send it to Shengjing and hand it over to Jiang Xuelin of the Jiang Mansion. Remember, stay out of sight. He finally raised his eyes, and there was no longer any emotion in his eyes that Bai Lu had seen before leaving, and he was not shocked, and he returned to the appearance of the prince who smiled evilly.

And then the previous words: "Where did she go?" ”

Bai Lu put the letter away, knowing that this was an important matter for the prince, and he didn't dare to slack off. His expression couldn't help but become serious. However, he didn't expect that Yu Wang Ye still asked about Wanying's itinerary, and he said what he had just prepared.

"She went to the yamen first today and met with the judge of the Cao Yuan. Then he went to the palace. On the other side of the palace, he saw Wei Qingzhi of the Ministry of Industry, and the two knew each other, but they didn't stop her. This girl is not small. He actually told Lord Wei that these slaves of the Chu State should also be healed. ”

Murong Yu seemed to have guessed something: "What did she see?" ”

Bai Lu pondered for a moment: "It seems to see, burning corpses over there?" ”

Murong Yu snorted coldly: "The kindness of a woman! ”

Bai Lu didn't understand why he suddenly said these four words, a smart person can guess the whole picture of the incident with only limited information, and Bai Lu naturally understands that he is not as good as Yu Wangye.

At this time, Wanying was also recalling what she saw today.

In fact, today's weather can be regarded as fine, but the more you go in the direction of the palace, the more hazy it becomes. Wan Ying thought of going to the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall before, and there was a suppressed breath of death in the air, and the wind was also whimpering.

As soon as she came out of the Wenxian County Office, she frowned deeply. The emaciated figures of those infected with the epidemic and the painful moans all lingered in her mind, making her think of Xu Ma again.

What shocked her even more was that there were only those sick people in the Wenxian County Government, and the laborers and slaves who suffered more were not able to be cured.

She hurried in the direction of the palace, maybe she could convince Wei Qingzhi.

However, when she actually saw it, she realized that she was thinking too simply.

Before arriving at the palace, the strong smell of corpses and rotting meat filled the air, making people feel sick. The smell is extremely difficult to describe, and Wanying has smelled it for the first time. It's not that she hasn't seen dead people, and it's not that she hasn't been to crematoriums. When her grandmother died, she had experienced it all. But in this case, it's completely different. It's massive, repressive, and overflowing in the air. It's breathless, it feels like you're surrounded, and you can't escape. Wanying even felt that her heart was smoked by poisonous gas, and even the blood flowed slowly and laboriously.

In the distance, I saw thick smoke billowing from there, like a black dragon, spreading its teeth and claws to the sky. On that hilltop, you can see soldiers in armor, with strict cover, carrying the corpses in groups on board carts. Black pressed, densely packed. Then they threw the rotting and smelly corpses down like garbage. Then burn them all out with a fire. The fire was huge. With so many corpses, it was difficult to burn them all at once, and the steaming heat came out, which made this summer of flowing fire even hotter.

Wanying felt that the choking smell made her unable to open her eyes, and she shed tears.

Physical discomfort couldn't stop her, and she quickened her pace, hoping to find Wei Qingzhi soon. She walked all the way to the top of the hill, and when she got nearer, she found that the sick slaves were lying crookedly on the side of the road. I can't tell if I'm alive or dead. They lay in the open air, without medicine, without food or water. Let them fend for themselves like this! What was even more surprising was that the officers and soldiers would not be able to identify which ones were dead and which were still alive, and all their brains were piled up on the carts and transported to the huge flames.

In that fire, Wan Ying clearly saw a figure that was burned to death and was still struggling!

Wan Ying looked at this huge scene of huge tableware and was surprised to come back to her senses. A near-dead slave with a black face and body, but pus-filled pox could still be seen protruding. The face was fierce because of the pain. He reached out with a trembling hand, trying to grab Wanying's ankle. A hoarse voice came from his throat, so weak that he couldn't make out what was being said unless he listened carefully. It seems to be shouting, "Give me some water." ”

The hands that were as dry as dead men and covered with acne were about to catch Wanying. She hurriedly ran away, only to find that this area was full of dying or dead people. Seeing this neat little girl, they all slowly crawled towards her.

Wanying only felt that her scalp was numb, her legs and feet were weak, and she staggered back a few steps. Then turn around and run!

Seeing a standing figure in front of her, she hurriedly ran towards him. The group of patients who crawled towards her in the back were also reluctant to chase after her, but the speed couldn't keep up with her, but it could already make Wanying's frightened heart beat out of her throat.

Fortunately, the person standing was Shi Mingli, who had seen him before. He hurriedly took Wanying out.

Wanying, who was in shock, looked at the mountain that was filled with the breath of death, like a purgatory. Slowly bring your heartbeat back to normal. She begged Shi Mingli to take her to meet Master Wei. But after meeting Master Wei, Wanying found that she couldn't solve anything at all. This was Murong Yu's order. In Wenxian County, Murong Yu's words are a holy decree! Yes, how could this fish-and-meat people, who regard slaves as pariahs and regard the lives of slaves as mustard, contribute to saving their lives!