Chapter 402: 402: Moving the Capital to Quzhou (8)

Chapter 402 Chapter 402: Moving the Capital to Quzhou (8)
Sure enough, Feng Jin still came to the to settle the bill.
However, the literati, especially the smart literati, do not settle their sleeves and you come and go.
Jiang Yanji's eyes narrowed to the left and right. I saw Feng Jin and the letting the two sit on one side, and the other was reluctant to step back. The entire tent was full of invisible smoke, and she rolled her eyes secretly. The audience said a while.
[Anchor V]: Do n’t bet. Are these two men female? The quarrel can be so literary and artistic, and I am also gaining knowledge.
It was clear that she was the one who ignited the war, and the matter was so big that she picked herself clean.
Such a shameless anchor is a clear stream in the live broadcast industry.
[Sugar-free mints]: Female control is not terrible, terrible people still have brains. I thought that the two were chatting happily. After translation by the big guy in the broadcast room, I realized that they were scolding. The ancient literati were really terrible, and the quarrel could be so artistic.
[Forty Meter Sword]: Literature and art are not terrible. The horror is that they do n’t understand. They think they are embarrassed.
[Big Red Dates]: Don't you think the anchor is the worst one? It was clear that she had started the dispute first.
Jiang Yanji's cheeks, no matter it was or Feng Jin, they could not take the initiative to tear her.
After tearing for a long time, the two people who chose the top and bottom could tacitly choose the truce, brew tea, and see the flames of war.
Jiang Yanji's eyes rolled ... I don't understand the way your scholars fight.
The medical technology in the ancient times is very backward. There are too many injuries. Lang Zhong is too busy. Many of the seriously ill patients can't pass it. They can't breathe out. Those with relatively minor injuries will soon recover. No problem.
A few days later, the deceased injured was buried, and Jiang Yanji was ready to leave.
Riding a big white, wearing cool wooden clogs on his feet, Jiang Yanji opened the road in front, followed by several slow-moving carriages with grains, herbs, and people with serious injuries. The rest could ride on horseback, but could not walk directly. .
The people packed up their bags and followed the team. Jiang Jiji specially arranged two-thirds of the song and the embargo to protect these people.
Meng Hun was scouting in front of the road, reporting the situation every other minute.
Feng Jin rode on a bay horse and approached Jiang Yanji.
"Listening to the song of Fengyi County, there have been people dying from the plague one after another. Would Lanting consider changing course and going to Xiangyang County? After all, these people are not suitable to go to the epidemic area. There will be unnecessary deaths and injuries. "
Jiang Yanji knew that there were no special medicines in ancient times. These diseases are terrible, and one spread can take away countless lives.
She nodded and said, "Divert to Xiangyang County and settle these people first before we go to other parts of Fengyi County."
There must be an epidemic after the catastrophe. That is because the health and epidemic prevention work has not been done well.
Jiang Yanji shot in time, chose to bury those corpses, and sprinkled lime to reduce the possibility of sudden soil formation.
The camp is often cleaned, and the items used by the injured are also disinfected with wormwood. In addition to God ’s face, there is no epidemic in Shanghai. However, Fengyi County is not the same. According to the disaster relief there, many corpses cross the street, rotting corpses are everywhere, and wild cats and wild dogs eat carcasses. Finally, not only the river is polluted, but also People's domestic water is not clean.
Under such circumstances, it is still hot summer and it is difficult to prevent the outbreak.
Jiang Yanji could only order everyone in the ministry to be careful. They should pay attention to the food and water that they pass daily. The wormwood water and reed root water have not been cut off. Only if they can save their lives can they save more people.
Xu frowned, adding, "If you do this, Lang Jun has to remember to write a document to the other county deputies or the head of the county, and Fengyi County Shou must also notify him. Otherwise, Lang Jun is carrying thousands of people around him. The ministry will certainly cause their suspicion and panic. "
Jiang Yanji is only a county magistrate in Xiangyang County, not a county guard in Fengyi County. In theory, he cannot run blindly outside his own territory.
"Compared to these, it makes me even more worried about the situation in Xiangyang County." The let idle and boring to join the discussion, looking dignified, "Xianyang County is also affected by the ground motion. When the ground motion occurs, Xiangyang County has no main business. People, maybe they have been in a mess, let alone what the situation will be. If the plague spreads, Lanting will be busy for a while. "
Fortunately, the population of Xiangyang County is sparsely populated, and even if the people are severely injured or injured, it is impossible to form a large-scale plague.
The let him calmly think, the pure black eyes with a cold chill.
"I have sent a team to Xiangyang County to investigate the situation, and I will have news in two days."
Jiang Yanji naturally thought of these issues, and most of them had already prepared in advance.
To tell the truth, there is such a worrying future protagonist, Xu Yan, they think it is still very easy, a godly protagonist is always better than a pig-like protagonist ... If the other party can change that bad temper, it is estimated that it will be more perfect .
When Jiang Yanji took nearly 20,000 people to Xiangyang County, Wei Ci fell ill halfway, and had a high fever for two days, almost burning his brain.
"Ahhhhhhhh—"
The exquisite and perfect face quickly lost weight under the torture of the disease, but the beauty is the beauty. Even if sick, she still has a dizzying beauty. Wei Ci got up hard, drank the bowl of black syrup and almost spit it out.
"Well, I really don't know what you are anxious for." Zhang Ping helplessly helped him lie down and let the book boy pick up some candied fruits. "Since that day and day, I always feel that something is buried in your heart. Regardless of his own body, is he ill? "
Wei Ci felt hot all over, and his high fever was still unresolved, and even the people in front of him were confused.
"Hybrid, merciless ..."
Zhang Ping snorted, "It's okay, no matter how fever goes, this mind can be cooked and served."
If it weren't for this time he and Wei Ci were on the road, who knows if this person will fall ill and die halfway, in which wilderness?
He had never seen such a careless body.
Wei Ci's body wasn't very strong, but it's still so humiliating now, isn't it fatal?
He was still having a high fever, and his breath was hot. Wei Ci didn't even dare to sleep at night. Once he fell asleep, it was various nightmares that made him extremely tired. His condition did not improve, but worsened a bit.
As it is now, Zhang Ping will not allow Wei Ci to continue on his way, and the two of them will simply stay at this homestay.
The second day.
When Zhang Ping heard that a monk from Huayuan had come outside, he seemed to want to stay, but the farmer's owner declined, and there was no room left.
"Old man took the liberty to ask, can there be a young man with a surname in the donor's house?"
Zhang Ping was going to decoction. When the old monk outside asked the farmer with a smile, he suddenly tightened his nerves.
An old monk?
Looking for Wei Ci?
→ _ → Today's last change, for monthly tickets, we do not ask for more, but only the fifth category.
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∠) _ Recently, the three and four more are all in the process of adding more, because there are only two more guarantees, and I do n’t know how many debts I have paid.
The next chapter foretells that Ji Ji is about to run away, who is taking the place of Lao Tzu!
(End of this chapter)