Chapter Eighty-Eight: Lockdown

The arrival of the officers and men undoubtedly aggravated the panic in the hearts of the people, and as soon as the officers and men arrived, it showed that this matter would not be hastily revealed.

Even if the man's condition was controlled, it was impossible for them to leave safely, and sure enough, in a panic, they only heard the sharp warnings of the officers and soldiers.

"A few of you come with me, the prefect has issued an edict, today Shaoxian City is closed, all people are waiting, you are not allowed to go out of the city, there is a post station in the city, you can stay there today, and I will inform you on the day the city gate is opened." The official said with a stiff face.

Wang Wu nodded, and then escorted the prisoners to follow him in the direction of the post station, since the plague has been controlled, it must not be long before the city gate will open again, it is only a matter of time.

A slight delay of a day or two is not in the way, the progress of the team has exceeded expectations when the weather was a little cooler a few days ago, and now the delay is even.

It takes more than ten days to climb over Huan Mountain and Guo Mountain, so compared to this, one or two days is nothing, but how should these two people be settled?

Thinking of this, Wang Wu raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zhimiao and the others, paused, he asked Qian Xiang to take the team first, and he would arrive in a while.

Hurriedly came to the front of the officers and soldiers, clasped his hands into fists, and Wang Wu asked in a deep voice: "I don't know how these two people should be placed?" ”

Looking at the indifferent two, the officers and soldiers replied: "Send them to the post station together, but if they are infected with the plague, I will report to the above and open a separate room, if there is nothing abnormal after observation, I will naturally let them join you." ”

Wang Wu nodded, and then walked towards the team, since he had a plan, his heart was also settled, after a few words of greeting, only Jiang Zhimiao and the two were left in the starting place.

Although the doctor of the Rejuvenation Hall concluded that the plague was transmitted through filth, and the two were not infected with the plague, it was sudden, and it was necessary to observe whether they were infected or not.

Eyes swept to the shackles on the feet of the two, and the officers and soldiers said in a deep voice: "Thank you two for this time, please two of you." When the words fell, he led the way.

There was still no hustle and bustle on the street, but with the disappearance of the men, those who hid in the store and did not dare to go out were looking at the street at the door.

After seeing the group of people go, they walked out timidly, took the guys, and washed the place where the man was lying, and when all the dust had settled, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Zhimiao and the two followed the officers and soldiers to the Ruyue Post Station, Shaoxian City is not a loss of Shaoxian City, and it can be seen from the plaque of the post station that it is rich and rich.

The words on the plaque are flowing smoothly, in one go, at a glance, it is from everyone's hands, if it is not rich, how can you hang such a plaque worth thousands of gold?

Walking inside, I saw that lanterns were hung all around the post station, creating a festive atmosphere, probably the officers and soldiers greeted in advance, except for them, there was no one else in the whole post station.

This is a special post station specially applied for the detention of exiled prisoners, and seeing that there is no one around, Jiang Zhimiao's heart flashed this thought.

However, before the onset of the disease, they were the only ones who were the closest, and it was reasonable to apply for a post house to detain them.

There is a gardenia aroma floating in the air, the smell is unstoppable, and the fatigue of the day is swept away in an instant, and sure enough, there is a difference between the high-level post station and the low-level post station, which can be distinguished from the smell alone.

In the past, the post station was always filled with a musty and fishy smell, between breathing, it made people feel tight in the chest and short of breath, in short, the sense of experience was very poor, and the two were compared to each other.

Incense curling, like a fairyland, the two walked into the house one after the other, the furnishings in this post station are no different from the post station next to them, but the packaging ability is first-class, eye-catching.

Jiang Zhimiao thought that the officers and soldiers would open a wing room for them, but he didn't expect it to be a chase shop, but this chase shop was some distance from the big chase shop of the army, close, but they couldn't be touched, and they were completely isolated.

To say that this officer and soldier is still strange, I am afraid that they will not have anything to eat, and I went to Wang Wu to bring dozens of hard cakes, in addition, I also sent two kettles.

Looking at his black appearance, she concluded that this was definitely a cold-faced and hot-hearted person, otherwise she would not be so enthusiastic, and after eating and drinking, Jiang Zhimiao sat on the ground and was stunned.

If the source of the plague was the filth of the plague patients, she dared to conclude that the two of them must not have been infected with the plague, and when she lavaged the man's stomach before, she was careful and careful, and there was no physical contact at all, how could she be infected with the plague?

Fortunately, before she made a move, she was afraid that the plague would spread through the air, so she wrapped her exposed body parts with a cloth with Wen Zhuqing in advance, and after it was over, she destroyed them all, so that the possibility of contracting the disease was lower.

Jiang Zhimiao silently prayed that this man did not spread the plague to others, only he was a fish that slipped through the net, if there was a large-scale outbreak, I was afraid that even the human and medicinal power would not be enough to support this change.

The speed of the officers and soldiers, one night should be enough to search the entire Shaoxian City, and when his thoughts diverged, Jiang Zhimiao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Zhuqing saw that she was asleep, and hurriedly pulled a handful of grass to cover her stomach, and while pondering, sleepiness followed, and slowly he closed his eyelids.

Gradually, there was silence all around.