Chapter 391: Burial Together
"Thank you Imperial Doctor Zhang for reminding me, it's okay, I can bear it, I don't worry about handing over the emperor and Ah Yao to other concubines."
Jiang Yao's face was pale, and she replied a little weakly, "I don't know how Yun Sleeve is doing?" ”
"Niangniang, don't worry, Yun Sleeve is also recovering."
"It's been a really hard time, and Dr. Zhang has done it."
Zhang Yan immediately bent down and bowed his hand, and said humbly: "The hardest thing is still Niangniang, if it weren't for Niangniang serving the emperor closely, it must be difficult to see results so quickly."
Jiang Yao took Juan Pa and carefully wiped the sweat that came out of Duan Jingyan's body, now that it was a summer day with unbearable heat, this plague was even more difficult to eliminate. In addition to taking care of Duan Jingyan and Ah Yao, she also had to visit the plague camp on behalf of the imperial court.
She wears a face towel on her head, but the people in the tent know that the emperor is sick, but there is also a lady in the palace who presides over the overall situation, although she doesn't know the name, she doesn't know the title, she only knows that it is rumored to be a mother.
They bowed and said: "Niangniang living Bodhisattva, it is really an honor for us to be favored by Niangniang in this life."
Jiang Yao didn't dislike it at all, and supported the people who were infected with the plague one by one, and said softly: "Big guy, hurry up, don't be formal, you have to believe that the imperial court will be able to calm down this turmoil."
The people stood up with tears in their eyes, Jiang Yao comforted the people around them, asking if they could eat enough food and clothing, whether the medicine was enough, and the people were satisfied with the actions of the imperial court and nodded one after another.
"You prostitutes get out of here, it's because you don't do anything and are not clean, you cause the whole city to get sick, and you sell your dirty bodies to earn black money, and you spread the disease!"
"Get out of here! Get out of ......"
Then there was a group of old women who pushed Hai Jin and a woman with red and willow greens out together, and kept scolding and scolding: "Get out!" Get out of Xining! Don't filthy our borders. ”
When Jiang Yao heard this, he immediately walked over and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"
When a group of women saw Jiang Yao, they immediately knelt down, pointed at Hai Jin and said, "Niangniang, you don't know, these two people are both from Jinxianglou, and my man was infected because he went to Jinxianglou before, and he killed a thousand knives."
"Please Niang Niang Mingjian, there must be forty or fifty of these prostitutes coming in, and now there are only these two left, counting them in large numbers, one by one they have been punished by God and sick, and they will affect us."
Hai Jin helped the woman who had been coughing weakly, covered with red pox, especially when she was beaten by the women just now, she was bruised all over her body, Jiang Yao looked at the soldiers on the side and didn't dare to approach.
The woman fell to the ground all of a sudden, and Hai Jin exclaimed, shouting, "Jade, wake up!"
When Zhang Yan stepped forward, the person was no longer dead, and the kneeling women looked at each other at this time, they didn't expect to really beat the person to death. hurriedly said: "This is not what we killed, they are ninth-rate things, they shouldn't have stayed with us in the first place."
Jiang Yao looked at the class contradictions that had escalated again at this time, and suddenly felt that her head was going to be big, Hai Jin's eyes were full of tears sliding down, and she looked like a woman with a pitiful look, but with hatred.
"You kill her, you want to drive us out, you want us to be dead in the streets, is it only when we die that we can save you? Let you drink blood on our corpses? ”
Jiang Yao looked at Hai Jin coldly and said, "You can't stay here anymore, come with me."
Hai Jin looked at Jiang Yao with a stubborn look, and saw that she had turned around and walked out, and the officers and soldiers on the side carried Jade's body away with a white cloth, Hai Jin stood up with a frown, and looked back at the woman blocking the door.
Then he took weak steps and followed Jiang Yao to gradually walk out, walked out of the tent, and looked at the empty street. Jiang Yao stopped in front of the inn, turned to Hai Jin and said, "I can allow you to enter the inn to recuperate, but you have to follow the rules."
"Yes."
Hai Jin answered, walked into the inn surrounded by the forbidden army, and brought people in, Jiang Yao pointed to some empty rooms on the first floor, and said, "You can find a place to stay."
"Thank you, mother."
At this time, Hai Jin's opinion of Jiang Yao has changed slightly, from the time she learned that she was a concubine, she was a little jealous, but now she is really a little admired, she has a bearing that many women do not have.
Jiang Yao didn't say much indifferently, went upstairs directly, and as soon as she walked up, she saw Su Miao standing at the door of the room, wanting to break in to see Duan Jingyan.
"You let me in, I want to see the emperor."
The forbidden army stopped at the door and said coldly: "Su Jieyu, Concubine Shuniang has ordered that no one can enter."
"What did she count? Isn't it enough for her to hurt the emperor? Now you don't let me see the emperor, and if you want to seek power and usurp the throne, can't you? ”
Jiang Yao looked at it with cold eyes, and Su Miao looked at it all of a sudden, and Su Miao, who felt that she was at a loss, immediately walked to her room. Jiang Yao only felt that her body was very tired at this time, and after entering the door, she looked at the father and son who still showed no signs of waking up.
gradually rising a sense of despair, she saw the fragility of the people in this world during this period of time, and also saw the humanity, and saw the righteousness of the family and country that Duan Jingyan had undertaken before.
The fatigue of the body, the burden on his shoulders, the hopeless future, and the lack of symptomatic medicine suddenly seemed to crush Jiang Yao. She knelt beside Duan Jingyan's bed and cried.
"Duan Jingyan, get up! Now that your country is plagued, you rise up to fight the plague, what kind of ability do you have to lie on the bed! Let me be a woman to bear it for you at a critical moment? Don't you want to be an example, get up! ”
Jiang Yao pulled Duan Jingyan's arm, looked at his expressionless face, closed eyes, and suddenly clenched Duan Jingyan's hand in a panic like a deflated balloon, interlocking his fingers.
"Then you infect me, if you want to die, our family will die together, and I will bury you."
But Jiang Yao didn't show the slightest sign of infection except for her red eyes and tired body, and Jiang Yao couldn't figure out why everyone around her had fallen, but only she could stand.
She sighed, soaked the towel and continued to scrub Duan Jingyan and Ah Yao, the only thing she could do was to take care of them meticulously, staring at the hour and giving them a drink of soup and medicinal food.
Su Miao, who was about to enter her room at this moment, looked at Luo Shu's door on the opposite side closed, half a month, and she was lucky to eat every day, and she didn't see Luo Shu at all.
He stepped forward, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Luo Zhaoyi, are you there?"
There were bursts of coughing and chattering from inside, as well as Jixiang's panicked voice, "Master, don't get out of bed, this is a cold wind, let's rest." ”
After a while, Jixiang opened the door, wore a face towel and asked Su Miao to say goodbye: "Su Jieyu, my master is suffering from the cold, Imperial Doctor Zhang said that it may be smallpox, rest inside, does Su Jieyu want to come in and take a look?"
There was a strong aromatic smell from inside, Su Miao covered her mouth and nose, and said with disgust: "Forget it, let your master recuperate well, but don't see the emperor yet, if you die first, then it will be fun."
Suddenly, as soon as he rolled his eyes, he entered the opposite wing, Jixiang snorted coldly and closed the door, immediately took off the face towel, hummed a small song and lit the incense burner, and smoked his clothes like Luo Shu.
"Isn't it just Jieyu, what's the spirit!"
Lying on the bed on the side was the half-shirted Qingyang, Jixiang was wearing Luo Shu's clothes, twisted his waist and lay into his arms, touched his chest and asked, "What's so good about the old woman?" Can I be so young, with delicate and firm skin? ”
Qingyang touched the auspicious and delicate skin, bent his eyebrows and said, "That's true."
Ji Xiangjiao glanced at Qingyang, "Then what else are you going to do for her?" If you can't suppress the limelight of Concubine Shu when you enter the harem, what other way out? Do you really think that King Jin can take a fancy to her? The palace maid who was on duty in Xi'an Palace with my fellow villagers said that Concubine Song was diligent when she went to Funing Palace. ”
"To help her is to help ourselves, everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, what is the difference between high and low."
Jixiang was very happy when he heard this, and suddenly laughed when he saw Qingyang bully up, and tightly buckled Qingyang's body.