Farmer's little lucky wife has magic

Chapter 127
A dense forest.

Wan Zhilin couldn't believe it after hearing the report from his subordinates, "Ten killers, the whole army was wiped out?!"

The subordinate buried his head low, "Yes, master."

Wan Zhilin took a few deep breaths to calm down his shock and anger, "What level are those ten killers?"

The subordinates clenched their hands tightly, "A wait!"

Wan Zhilin's killers are divided into five grades according to strength, A, B, C, D, E, A is the highest level of martial arts, and E is the lowest.

Generally, ten such first-class killers would be dispatched to kill third-rank military generals and the like.

Wan Zhilin's face was distorted, "What exactly is Chu Qingzhi's identity?"

The subordinate replied tremblingly, "She is a peasant girl."

"Nong girl?" Wan Zhilin was about to laugh angrily, "I seem to be fooled? Can a peasant girl kill ten first-class killers silently?"

The subordinate said firmly, "Master, I have thoroughly checked her identity and it is absolutely true. The subordinates dare not fool me. Even if the master killed me, I will say the same."

Wan Zhilin shouted, "Check it out again." He just didn't believe that Chu Qingzhi was a simple peasant girl!

The subordinate replied, "Yes, master."

Wan Zhilin gritted his teeth and became irritable, "One Tang Jinghong is difficult enough to deal with, another Chu Qingzhi..."

……

At night, the bright moon is in the sky.

Zhan Hongjun, who hurried back to Beijing from the southern border, changed direction and came to the northwest after hearing about the outbreak of refugees.

At this time, a young man with delicate skin was hiding in a big tree, watching the refugees in front of him with a pair of clear eyes.

There are at least [-] to [-] of these refugees. This location is already some distance from the northwest. Why are they here?
Zhan Hongjun's mind was full of doubts.

I don't know which general the imperial court sent to deal with this matter. I hope they send a reliable one, otherwise these refugees are probably in trouble.

In history, there have been many outbreaks of such refugees, and the final solution was basically to be ordered to secretly kill them.

Thinking of this, he took out a pen and paper and wrote the situation in a letter, then went to the post station, revealed his identity, and asked them to send the letter to Tang Jinghong quickly.

In his heart, Tang Jinghong was more reliable than Daling as a whole.

It's not that the other generals are not good, but that they are not smart enough to deal with people's livelihood issues, they are very clumsy, these refugees are very pitiful, try to save their lives.

Zhan Hongjun walked out of the station, changed into a tattered attire, returned to the refugee gathering place, and found an opportunity to blend in.

He had to find out some information. It was obviously abnormal for these refugees to gather here, and there must be something wrong.

……

Although Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi kept the epidemic situation under wraps, for some reason, the news spread like wildfire, and the situation was so serious that it was about to explode.

At this time, people outside the city were in panic.

A young woman looked at Chu Qingzhi and asked with white lips, "Miss Qingzhi, are we really suffering from the plague?"

The matter has come to this point, there is no need to hide it anymore, Chu Qingzhi nodded, "Yes."

The young woman fell to the ground, tears rolled down from her eyes immediately, she choked up, "Plague? Then my child, my husband..."

Chu Qingzhi squatted down and said in relief, "Trust me, I will find a way to heal you."

The young woman's eyes were full of despair, she said blankly, "This is a plague, how can it be cured?"

Chu Qingzhi lowered her voice, "If I can find water, I will naturally find a way to heal you. Give me some time, okay?"

Seeing the reassurance and firmness in Chu Qingzhi's eyes, the young woman nodded slowly, "Miss Qingzhi, thank you."

Chu Qingzhi patted the young woman on the shoulder, "The matter is not yet at an impasse, so don't accept your fate so quickly."

The young woman's body shook slightly, hope rekindled in her eyes, "I see."

Chu Qingzhi smiled slightly, "Take care of your loved ones, everything will be fine."

"Ah."

Chu Qingzhi comforted many people one after another.

With one hand behind his back, Tang Jinghong stared at the light green figure in the crowd. At this moment, Qing Zhi's body was full of soft light.

A soldier dismounted and ran over, "General, there is no Artemisia annua in Liaocheng."

Liaocheng is the closest city to Xucheng.

Tang Jinghong frowned, "Continue to search in other cities."

"Yes, General."

In the next half day, many soldiers came to report one after another, but only one or two brought back four or five catties of Artemisia annua, and no one else found it.

Suddenly, Tan Yibin walked towards Tang Jinghong with a terrified expression. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, "General, something serious happened."

"What's the matter?" Tang Jinghong thought, what could be worse than this?

Indeed, there are things worse than this...

Tan Yibin's voice trembled slightly, "General, there is a plague of locusts in the southwest of this location, and they will fly here in about an hour!"

Tang Jinghong's heartstrings suddenly tightened, even though he was as calm as him, he couldn't help but feel flustered, "Why, how could this happen?"

Chu Qingzhi came over, "Why do you look so ugly?"

Tang Jinghong frowned, looked at Chu Qingzhi, and said heavily, "Qingzhi, there is a plague of locusts in the southwest."

Chu Qingzhi was taken aback, "What?" The house leak coincided with continuous night rain, which really verified this old saying, but it is not surprising that locust plagues usually accompany drought.

"Go and have a look."

Tang Jinghong explained to the lieutenant general, and then drove away with Chu Qingzhi.

On the way, Chu Qingzhi saw Tang Jinghong's sullen and dignified face, and comforted him, "Locusts are edible, and the fried locusts are very crispy and delicious."

One word awakened the dreamer, and Tang Jinghong's eyes flashed brightly, "Good idea."

But the two didn't expect that there would be even bigger surprises waiting for them...

Along the direction, the two galloped on fast horses.

They were on their way, and the locusts were also migrating and flying, so in half an hour, Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong saw locusts flying all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun. The scene was spectacular, but it was also shocking.

Chu Qingzhi raised her hand and grabbed one, "Fortunately, this kind of locust can be eaten."

Suddenly, Chu Qingzhi smelled a smell.

She got off the horse, took out the dagger, and cut open the locust's stomach.

Tang Jinghong was puzzled, "Qing Zhi, why did you cut open its stomach?"

Chu Qingzhi carefully identified the contents of the locust's stomach, and then she caught more than a dozen more to study, "Jing Hong, everything is settled."

Tang Jinghong was really smart, he understood what Chu Qingzhi meant, "Have locusts eaten Artemisia annua?"

Chu Qingzhi raised a smiling face, "Smart." She stood up, "Jing Hong, let's go back immediately, make some mist, wait for them to fly over, stun them, the refugees will eat the locusts, and the disease will be cured gone."

Tang Jinghong excitedly hugged Qing Zhi tightly, "Fu Xing, Qing Zhi, you are Da Ling's lucky star."

Chu Qingzhi smiled, "Wait until the matter is settled before hugging, time is running out."

Tang Jinghong let go of the girl in his arms, his heart was agitated, Qing Zhi was so powerful, he even felt inferior to himself.

The two hurried back to the camp and called the soldiers into action.

(End of this chapter)