Cheng Yuan hurried to Niujiao Street, and all he saw was the snow skulls tethered under the withered willow trees. Thorn Shi, who received the news, also rushed over, and the two met in front of the fence on Ox Horn Street. Cheng Yuan looked at the large group of people behind him, his eyes were red, and he pressed the knife on his waist.

"Get out of the way!" Cheng Yuan roared.

"Never!"

Thorn Shi blew his beard and glared: "As soon as you enter here, you are at risk of contracting the plague!" Isn't it true that Lord Chincha burned the corpse despite the impeachment of the courtiers just to stop the spread of the plague? Even if Yu Linwei is the guard of the Son of Heaven, he can't joke about the safety of the people! ”

"I told you to get out of the way!" Cheng Yuan "Huo" pulled out the knife out of the sheath, and the Yulin Wei behind him brushed out the knife, and a silver light flashed.

"Cheng Yuan, do you want to rebel?"

A relaxed and bland tone, without any harshness and threat. Cheng Yuan turned his head and saw Chu Zhixia approaching from inside the fence, and the mud had already rolled in plain clothes. She was covered with a veil, but she didn't smell of wormwood — even if she wanted to come to Horn Street.

"The subordinate is a capital offense," Cheng Yuan knelt down with a knife, "please punish the eldest lady." ”

Chu Shixia ignored him, and turned to look at the thorn history with a smile on his face, "Lord Thorn Shi, didn't you tell me that everything is fine in Binzhou, and the plague is just around the corner?" I see that there is a shortage of medicine and food here, and I think it was the people under Master Assassin Shi who exploited the medicine and food and killed them for money? ”

Chu Zhixia said a few words, and snatched all the pretexts of the assassination history.

Thorn Shi couldn't see her look clearly, only smiled and confessed. Thorn Shi was surprised that Chu Zhixia had discovered the clues here, and thought to himself, Chu Zhixia could be infected with the plague for the first time, and he could be infected for the second time. She herself wants to drill into the place where the victims gather, and she is dead for a hundred, who is the blame of the Chu clan in the clouds?

"According to the law of the Great Zhou, one hundred taels of silver were greedy, and exiled to the army; greedy ink silver 1,000 taels, beheaded; Greedy for ink and caused the displacement of the people, delayed the military plane, etc., and punished the nine tribes. Chu Zhixia pronounced the words clearly and spoke briskly, "Lord Thorn Shi, am I mistaken?" ”

"Binzhou is bitterly cold, why are you greedy for ink?"

"There is no best. Too many people have died this year, and no matter how many there are, the Netherworld will not be able to accept it. Chu Zhixia sneered, "Cheng Yuan, light the fire." ”

——

A one-man bonfire burned in the cold wind, lighting up half of Oxhorn Street. The bonfire was outside the fence, and Chu Shixia was inside the fence. She stepped on a makeshift platform, climbed the stairs, and struck the scabbard with a stream of snow.

The sound of fire and the clashing of gold and iron pierced Niujiao Street, and those who could move got up one after another. Tan Yunben was scraping off the carrion for a young man with rotten skin and bandaging it, when he heard a clear and firm voice, as if it was piercing through the chest with the long wind.

Tan Yun walked out of the shed and looked at Chu Zhixia in front of the fire. The bonfire was like the sun rising in the cold night, and Chu Zhixia stood in front of the sun, like a god.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the minister of the Qin Mission, a descendant of the Chu clan in the clouds, and I am specially ordered by His Majesty to quell the rebellion and provide disaster relief. The Emperor will never give up any city or people. From this day onwards, I will live and die with you here until the plague is over. ”

A pair of cloudy and gray eyes stared at Chu Zhixia.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, who is preparing supplies in Yangzhou, has already sent medicinal materials and food."

Thorn Shi couldn't help but shake his body and looked at Yu Linwei in shock. The Feather Forest Guards made way and opened the huge boxes on the carriage. White flour, golden wheat, countless medicinal herbs, in today's Binzhou, it is not an exaggeration to say that these are gold.

"Crazy," Thorn Shi lowered his voice and scolded, "they're all crazy!" ”

"From now on, the Binzhou City quarantine area will be taken over by Yu Linwei." Chu Zhixia condescendingly looked down at the history of the assassin, "Lord of the history of the assassin, you have no objection, right?" ”

Thorn Shi's face stiffened with laughter, and he made up for it: "The eldest lady is a poor lady, and she has a daughter's body, so it's better not to joke." ”

"I'm not consulting with you." Chu Shixia said, "What's more, the imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is already on the way here, so you should prepare early." ”

Thorn Shi's face changed greatly, and seeing that Chu Zhixia didn't look like a joke, he hurriedly brushed his sleeves away.

Chu Zhixia took a deep breath and looked at the people who gathered like an ant colony. They looked at Chu Shixia steadily, and then slowly knelt down on the muddy ground, bowing their heads and bowing. Chu Zhixia stood on the high platform, standing with his sword in hand.

"Cheng Yuan, lead people to fence off the quarantine area, and watch the little officials distribute the herbs and grains. If there is any person who bends the law for bribes, he shall be summarily executed. ”

"Yes." Cheng Yuan responded, and whispered again, "Sister Yuzhu asked me to bring you a message." ”

"Say."

"She told you to eat well."

——

Chu Zhixia never left.

Chu Zhixia could detect that someone was secretly observing her, and the voyeur was not smart, so Chu Zhixia didn't care. Chu Zhixia has been in front of the bonfire, and the sentry post behind the fence was requisitioned by her to rest, and the victims of Niujiao Street could see her as long as they wanted to.

"Drunk." Tan Yun handed a bowl of medicine to her.

"I'm healed." Chu Shixia was a little resistant.

"This is the medicine for epidemic prevention." Tan Yun said unshirkably, "If you are here every day, if you don't drink medicine to prevent it, sooner or later you will be infected again." ”

Now is the moment of critical survival, Chu Zhixia didn't want to cause more trouble, so he obediently drank it clean. Tan Yun seemed to be tired, and the hair on her sideburns was scattered. She sat down by Chu Zhixia, and Chu Zhixia generously divided half of her big money.

"Even if it's for show, it's too much, right?" Tan Yun whispered, "If you do it again, I may not be able to save you." ”

"This is called appeasing the people's hearts, why is it so ugly to say from your mouth?" Chu Zhixia said lazily, "Did you see the child over there who secretly observed when I left?" I am the minister of the Imperial Mission, and I am here, just like His Majesty is here, and the people can rest assured that they can heal here. What's more, it's no longer a simple plague. ”

"Someone in the imperial capital wants you to die." Tan Yun covered his face and took a deep breath, "This is a party dispute. The affairs of the imperial court are resolved by the imperial court, why do innocent people have to be involved? ”

Chu Zhixia sighed, "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. This is a matter of the court, but no one is immune to the battle of the high-ranking people. ”

Tan Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the warm halo gilded her face with a layer of soft color, like a sunset.

"I know."

Tan Yun said: "My grandfather once said that if you are not a good person, you are a good doctor. for the healer, save one; For the sake of the phase, save thousands of people. I never felt that the healer was inferior, but now I hate myself for being incompetent. ”

"There is no difference between the death of one person and the death of 100,000 people in high positions, but one more word and one less word. The blood of the victims could not be splashed on their faces, and the cries could not open their ears. But every reduction in numbers means a lot to every person who dies. ”

Chu Zhixia patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly: "It's not your fault that the world is like this. You are worthy of the name of a healer, and you don't have to be presumptuous. ”

Tan Yun choked up and shed tears.