Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

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Thinking of the emperor's words, the warmth is inevitably depressing.

The specific situation in the city will have to be seen tomorrow.

Jinkou Yuyan said that if he could not control the spread of the disease after half a month, the emperor would definitely not show mercy.

Bai Muyang didn't care and said: "Just do your best, everything is up to me."

Even if he can't control his illness within half a month, he can protect her now.

Hearing this, Wen Nuan smiled: "Okay!"

Since he said so, he would definitely be able to protect her.

Bai Muyang couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the corner of her slightly upturned mouth: "It's almost dawn, go back to the inn for a while."

Warmth obeys his heart and does not avoid it like before.

Bai Muyang saw her changes in his eyes, and a deep smile flashed in his cold eyes.

It seems that it has to be done slowly.

Wen Nuan returned to the inn and did not catch up on sleep, but made some preparations.

Jing Zhaoyin and Yu Rong went to the inn to wait for the warmth at dawn.

Yu Rong was in his fifties, tall and tall, with rough features.

Seeing Wen Nuan coming downstairs, the surprise in Yu Rong's eyes flashed away, and he stepped forward quickly: "Master Lequan County, this residence is Jingzhao Yin Yurong."

"Warmth is better than adults."

"I can't, I can't!" Yu Rong stretched out his hand to help: "Lequan County is exhausted, and the county owner should have a few more rests, but the situation in the city is too serious, so I have to work hard to wrong the owner of Lequan County. .”

It stands to reason that Yu Rong's majestic parental officer in the imperial city is not comparable to Wen Nuan, the little county lord, but Yu Rong's attitude towards Nuan is extremely polite and respectful, which makes Nuan feel very puzzled.

"Who is this young master?" After Yu Rong greeted Nuannuan, his eyes fell on the handsome young man with a cold expression behind her.

Wen Nuan paused, and introduced: "This is my fiance, Bai Muyang."

The moment Yu Rong saw Bai Muyang, he felt that Bai Muyang looked familiar. After a closer look, he suddenly looked surprised: "Mr. Bai is the son of Brother Bai Langbai?"

Bai Muyang stepped forward, bowed to Yu Rong and said, "Muyang met Uncle Yu."

Yu Rong was overjoyed: "It turns out he is really Brother Bai Lang's son!"

Back then, Yu Rong and Bai Lang were officials in the same dynasty, despite his rough appearance, he had a milder temper back then and was often embarrassed by his colleagues.

But Bai Lang is a man with a chivalrous heart, and he used to deal with his colleagues for him.

Bai Lang resigned after he was released, and the two lost contact. He always regretted not being able to see Bai Lang again.

He didn't expect to see Brother Bai Lang's son today, how could he be unhappy?
Nuan Nuan looked at Bai Muyang suspiciously.

I'm afraid this guy already knew about the relationship between Jing Zhao Yin Yurong and his godfather, right?
Yu Rong asked Bai Muyang a few words about Bai Lang's current situation, and said: "After the illness of the people in the imperial city is under control, I will write to contact your father again, because I will have to work hard on my nephew and daughter-in-law."

The warmth almost choked on my own saliva.

The name changed so quickly that she couldn't adapt to it all at once.

"According to the emperor's wishes, I will place all the patients with serious illnesses in a village on the outskirts of the city. Let's go there first." Yu Rong said to Wen Nuan again.

Because of the curfew last night, they entered the imperial city in the middle of the night last night, and no one was warm on the street and didn't think much about it.

But today is the Lantern Festival, except for the snow sweepers, there are only a few people or a few carriages walking around on the street, it's deserted, not to mention warm heart sank, even Bai Muyang's face gradually became serious.

On a snowy day, the carriage was not moving fast, and it took an hour to arrive at the Zhuangzi Yu Rong had mentioned.

As soon as they got off the carriage, they heard the sound of crying from Zhuangzi, Yu Rong's expression changed, and he strode into Zhuangzi regardless of Nuannuan and others.

Yu Rong's entourage stepped forward and whispered a few words to the guards guarding Zhuangzi, and then they entered Zhuangzi with Wen Nuan.

Before entering the Zhuangzi, several people put on the cotton masks they were wearing, and Wen Nuan also wore an extra pair of cotton gloves with a layer of medical gloves inside.

This Zhuangzi is not very big, it only has a main courtyard and east and west wing rooms, and the cry came from the east wing room.

The snow in the yard was very thick, it looked like it hadn't been cleared for a whole day, and the steps reached the calf, and several people walked to the east wing with difficulty.

As soon as I entered, I saw many pale-faced people who couldn't stand still around one of the rooms.

Some people looked scorched, some looked terrified, some looked desperate, and some looked blank.

Wen Nuan vaguely guessed, and walked into the house in a few steps.

I saw a young man and a girl crying bitterly beside the bed in the room, and a motionless woman was lying on the bed.

Wen Nuan was about to step forward to check, when Yu Rong raised his reddish eyes, choked up and said, "This sister-in-law is dead, and the previous severe cases were all in this village, but none of them were life-threatening. This sister-in-law is the first Died of a strange disease."

Nuan Nuan stared at Yu Rong blankly.

Coming to this dynasty, she has seen too many farewells and tragedies. The death of this aunt made her feel depressed, but she did not lose her mind.

But Yu Rong, a majestic Jing Zhaoyin, or a rough-looking man, would have his eyes red because of the death of a commoner?
The warm shock is a bit big.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" An anxious voice came from far and near.

Not long after, an old man about 60 years old with a gray beard hurried in with a medicine box.

"Master Yu, didn't I tell you that you can't come in?" The old man was about to push Yu Rong out: "If I get infected, I can't tell the emperor."

The old man's tone was not kind, but inside and out he was worried about Yu Rong.

"Emperor Physician of Song Dynasty, our government brought the Lord of Lequan County here to diagnose and treat patients by the emperor's order." Yu Rong only took two steps back before explaining his purpose.

"This little girl is the head of Lequan County?" Song Xiang stared at the little girl in disbelief. Although she was wearing a cotton mask, she could vaguely tell her age: "Master Song , you didn’t lie to the old man, did you?”

How old is this little girl?
fourteen?

Or fifteen?

It's true that the famous "Le Quan County Lord" is a girl, but this age is too young, right?
Yu Rong understood Song Xiang's mood, and said, "Mr. Song, the Lord of Lequan County met with the Holy Master last night. Can this be fake?"

After repeatedly confirming Nuan's identity, coupled with Nuan's fully armed appearance, Song Xiang finally believed that the little girl in front of him was indeed the "Lord of Lequan County" who gave the prescription to cure malaria back then.

Song Xiang was very excited to see "Lord Lequan County" with his own eyes in this life, but now is not the time to talk about it.

A patient has already died, and the illness of the common people cannot be delayed any longer.

Yu Rong and Bai Muyang left the room. Song Xiang personally told Nuan Nuan about the conditions of these patients, and then took Nuan Nuan to the West Wing: "The West Wing is full of patients who are not in good condition. All right, but she has other illnesses, if she is in good health, she shouldn't be walking so fast."

Song Xiang's tone was a little low, obviously also saddened by the death of the woman just now.