I'm sorry, I want to be a new person

Chapter 230

"Madam! Madam! I really don't have a concubine! How can I, Wang, be this kind of person! I swore to be only Madam!"

Shang Wenyi, Wang Wenwei's wife, strode towards the inner house in Yunzhou governor's office.

"A guard! The name is "Red"? Still sleeping in the inner house?! Next to your bedroom? And often sleeping on your feet! You carry it with you wherever you go! Isn't this raising a woman?!"

Wang Wenwei was full of burly men, thinking: what my wife said is so reasonable, I am speechless!

When Shang Wenyi saw her husband's appearance, she became more and more sure that he had something up his sleeve, and said sadly: "If you really want to have a side wife, you can tell me directly! People in Beijing say that I, Shang Wenyi, am a jealous woman. You know how much I am?" Is it uncomfortable? But as the governor of a state, even the side chamber must be from an innocent family. As a big lady, I naturally have to help you check it. "

Just as he was talking, a heroic young man in ordinary clothes walked out of the house.

Red lips and straightforward, handsome features, slender figure.

Wang Wenwei was excited: "Look! I'll say he's a red man! He just has a strange name."

Shang Wenyi pointed at her husband in even more shock, with tears in her eyes: "Husband actually...even men are not spared."

Wang Wenwei:
In 293 of Dabin, Wang Wenwei's family arrived in Yunzhou. His wife was a well-known jealous woman in the capital, and there was a lot of drama.

A few months later, when Wang Wenwei and Hong were drinking, they talked about this matter.

"Actually, Wenyi has a reputation of being jealous, and it's all my fault. Which official in the capital doesn't have a lot of wives and concubines, and also takes care of brothel dancers. I only love reading, and being an official is mostly to deal with the arrangements of my father-in-law, and I am often tricked by others." Without knowing it, Wen Yi often stood out for me as a first-time female streamer, and over time I gained the notoriety of a "shrew". Later, because I hadn't recruited a woman for many years, the reputation of a "shrew" spread to me. Became a 'jealous woman'."

In the past year, Hong has experienced as much as Wang Wenwei, and her understanding of the world is no longer as shallow as before. She took a sip of wine and said, "Didn't she say that you swore not to take concubines before marriage?"

Wang Wenwei smiled and said: "We were in love at that time, so naturally we were willing to talk about love. Although Wen Yi never forced me, I am a serious person and will do what I say."

Just like his promise to Hong.

The two were chatting when Shang Wenyi came over with cakes.

The misunderstanding has been solved, and she even knows Hong's true identity.

After all, Wang Wenwei didn't want to cheat his wife.

Shang Wenyi went from being shocked at the beginning to believing later.

Especially after learning about what my husband has done in the past half a year, and what he has done for the people of the state, the couple has long since settled their suspicions.

Even, she admired her husband even more, and thanked Hong for protecting her husband's safety.

"Husband, Hong! Just drinking alcohol hurts the stomach, eat some cakes."

Wang Wenwei was already a little drunk, so he grabbed it and put it in his mouth, saying, "Red! We've already walked more than half of this Yunzhou, but there's no such thing as ever-clear water in the world, and the duty of supervision is never-ending. We must continue to work hard." ! For the common people of the Li people to live and work in peace!"

Speaking of excitement, the third-rate poet wanted to recite a poem.

As a result, I mumbled for a long time without holding in a fart. "Wait a minute! I'll look through the collection of Ye Da's poems I copied. Let's take a look. I have to write a poem today!"

The red face drank the wine expressionlessly.

Shang Wenyi looked at her husband with admiration.

Wang Wenwei turned the pages of the book with a red face.

All three are relaxed.

Hong has almost forgotten why he left the mountain, because the loneliness that has been tormenting him has not reappeared for a long time.

Although Wang Wenwei and Shang Wenyi are not his kind, they are his friends.

Or something more important.

Only occasionally, I would think of a few sour wild fruits brought by the shepherd boy on the mountainside.

Such a day is also very good.

Until the overnight emergency report broke the tranquility of the government office.

"Report! The governor of Liangzhou sent an urgent document! An unknown plague (not a typo, please forgive me) appeared in Liangzhou, and it was raging. It has spread to [-] provinces in one month, and there is no cure for medicine and stone!"

At the end of 293 in Dabin, strange plagues suddenly appeared in various places in Dabin, and spread in all directions.

"Red! It is rumored that there is a genius doctor in Guanzhou, Wu Jingsheng, who is good at treating the war. This plague is coming fiercely, and the border area of ​​Yunzhou has begun to spread. I have asked all the famous doctors in Yunzhou, but there is no cure. I can only make a trip. .”

From Yunzhou to Guanzhou, I don't know how many thousands of miles away. The miracle doctor Wu Jingsheng and Wang Wenwei have only heard about it and never seen it. If you want to find this person, you can only ask Hong to ride thousands of miles alone.

Hong knew the seriousness, did not refuse, and walked away flattering her horse.

Although the speed of the horse is not as fast as his own, but the journey is extremely long, and it is important to conserve energy.

One month later, the plague spread to the capital city of Yunzhou, and a large number of people fell ill, vomiting and diarrhea, and there was no cure for it.

Red hasn't come back yet.

Another month passed, and the whole area of ​​Yunzhou had plague footprints, and the small mountain villages were not immune.

There is still no news from Hong.

By the spring of Dabin 294, nearly [-] people had died in the prefecture of Yunzhou alone. Even the prefect of Yunzhou died of illness. Wang Wenwei, the governor of Yunzhou, could only perform the post of prefect and became the de facto highest authority in Yunzhou. .

And the dusty, ragged Hong finally returned to Yunzhou after disappearing for three months.

It turns out that Wu Jingsheng, a genius doctor in Guanzhou, had died three years ago, and because he was a stranger, the methods he learned were spied on by the local wealthy family. The Wu family could not stand the suppression for a long time, and had to disperse and live.

After arriving in Guanzhou, Hong heard that at this time, it took a long time to find out the whereabouts, and then went to Qinzhou to find his descendants. With a lot of money, he was able to consult the medical books left by Wu Jingsheng, inquire about the method of curing the plague, and then It took so much time to return to Yunzhou.

"Wu Jingsheng's medical book said that no matter what kind of plague, the most important thing is to isolate the source of the plague!"

Wang Wenwei asked anxiously, "What is the source of service?"

"Infected people and corpses that died of illness are definitely sources of labor. In addition, you need to be careful about drinking water and food."

In fact, these methods are similar to those used to deal with the corpse of the shepherd boy in Liujia Village. At that time, Hong came forward to stop Wang Wenwei when he found that the corpse was burned and something unknown would be scattered in the air.

At this time, the two sides are reflected together, and after studying Wu Jingsheng's medical books, Hong already has a good command of the law.

Red brought back the most precious knowledge, and Wang Wenwei, relying on his monopoly of power and the accumulated reputation, immediately fully implemented the method of controlling the plague brought back by Red.

Build a side profile on the edge of the city, move the sick people inside, gather the power of the whole city to support and treat them, gather and burn the corpses, boil the drinking water first, and kill the sick livestock on the spot
Orders were issued one after another, and the plague finally took a turn for the better.

In particular, Hong is immune to all kinds of diseases, is not afraid of plague, and is familiar with Wu Jingsheng's medical books. He always takes the lead and always appears on the front line.

But Wang Wenwei has a mortal body, so he can only strategize in the government office.

It's not that he's afraid of death, but that the state governor is dead, and if he gets sick again, the whole Yunzhou will be in complete chaos.

The two were one inside and one outside, and his wife, Shang Wenyi, assisted her as a woman, and after several months, finally controlled the plague to a certain extent, and distributed the management experience to four places, and reported it to the capital.

Of course, most of the credit and prestige belonged to Wang Wenwei. Everyone knew that the governor of Yunzhou was in charge of the overall situation, and there were countless people alive.

And Hong is just a capable general under the governor's command.

Hong didn't care much either.

When the plague gradually subsided, everyone thought that they had survived the catastrophe, but they didn't know that the plague would last for a hundred years.

In the 295th year of Dabin, the plague recurred in various places, and the symptoms became worse.

And Wang Wenwei also got the news that the prodigy Ye Da had died of plague in Wen County, Xiangxi, Liangzhou a few months ago.

Wang Wenwei locked himself in the backyard of the government office, and he was silent for several days, almost no water came in, and there were only occasional wailings in the courtyard.

"Heaven is jealous of talents, God is jealous of talents."

My wife, Shang Wenyi, couldn't even enter the small courtyard.Hong kicked the door open and picked up the unkempt Wang Wenwei.

"The plague is here again, what are you doing here?!"

Wang Wenwei's eyes turned red: "My teacher died young, and I feel sad about it."

"Where did you come from, master!"

"As the saying goes, 'the master is the teacher', the prodigy Ye Dawen came down to earth, but he died young! Ye Da was not born in heaven, and the eternal literary world is like a long night!"

Hong said contemptuously: "I have never seen a little doll who can only write a few poor poems. As for making you so embarrassing? Outside this door, there is your wife! There are your subordinates! There are your relatives." Soldiers! Have your people! Which one is not more important than that shit Yeda!"

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"Wait, little doll who writes poor poetry?"

Ye Da was a little dissatisfied and rolled his eyes.

Wang Weiwen smiled and said: "You just hide in the deep house and write. You obviously don't come out of the gate, but you always like to point out the country. There are poems and editorials. In terms of practical work, it is far inferior to Wang Qingtian who actually works for the people of the place."

Ye Da said dissatisfiedly: "Please! I was only 16 years old when I died, how could I have time to become an official, even though I originally had this plan?"

Accumulating popularity, and then stepping into Dabin's power field in the form of a dimension reduction attack after reaching the crown, this was Ye Da's plan back then.

It's a pity that it was too early, and everything was in vain.

Wang Weiwen said: "In short, that inscription is Wang Qingtian's only work handed down to the world. It's not in vain to claim to be a literati all his life. It's just that Wenyi is at a disadvantage. I hope she doesn't mind."

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Wang Wenwei felt sad: "But I feel bad! I can't even write a poem to mourn! I can't even write it!"

Hong softened her tone, and said, "Then don't write poetry! Write essays! You were second in the list, write essays!"

Wang Wenwei murmured: "Write an essay. I... am I qualified to write an essay or a eulogy for the child prodigy Ye Da?"

Hong: "Why are you not qualified! Write out all the pain in your heart! I will use my demon power to carve you on the stone, so that your eulogy will last forever! It will not rot for a thousand years! Then go back to me tomorrow and be the governor!"

That night, Hong used his finger as a knife and carved the "Inscription on Mourning Ye Da's Early Death" on the boulder.

Even the most exquisite craftsman can't imitate the handwriting that Hong carved with his fingers. Later generations, some masters discovered that the demon power remained. Combined with the rumors at the time, they made up a story of "a jealous woman burns incense to beg the demon".

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

The plague came and went, year after year.

The entire Dabin dynasty fell into inevitable decline.

It is even said that the reason why the Dabin Dynasty was not destroyed is because the main crisis of the human race is not the ills of the last years of the dynasty, but the plague that all living beings are equal.

No one knows when this plague will end.

No one even knew whether the plague that appeared every year and everywhere was the same kind.

Emperor Dabin sent countless capable men and strangers to thoroughly investigate the world, looking for the source and clues of the plague, but they always returned without success.

Gradually, people began to get used to it.

Just like the rain in summer and the snow in winter, it happens every year. Sometimes if you are lucky, you will have two or three years to rest and recuperate, but sooner or later you will not be able to escape a new round of plague.

Although Wang Wenwei finished all his experience in governance and sent it to various places in books and reported it to the capital, but the journey was far away and communication was inconvenient. It seems that apart from Yunzhou, no other places had achieved much results.

Hong flipped through the "Yunzhou Administration and Service Research Book" that had already been assembled into a book, and the officials had a copy, and couldn't understand it.

"No, according to Wu Jingsheng, no matter how severe the plague is, every generation will be weaker. Why is it different here!"

Dabin 313 years.

The plague has been raging intermittently for nearly 20 years.
The firmness of human beings is beyond expectations, including human beings themselves.

The Kyushu human race is still struggling to thrive.

But human civilization has become extremely fragile, and the population has been suppressed at an extremely low level.

The new generation of humans has become accustomed to the existence of the plague, to the fact that people around them die from the plague, and to the fact that they may die from the plague one day.

It's just that the grief and pain behind it all disappeared in the long river of history.

Human civilization has come to the darkest moment, and despair is the most important ingredient in breathing. From the emperor to the common people, they are all overwhelmed.

Among the various places in Dabin, Yunzhou is the only one that has a good management system. Whenever there is a plague, although there are losses, it is much better than other places.

Wang Wenwei, governor of Yunzhou, has become a living fairy in the hearts of the people of Yunzhou. With him, the people of Yunzhou have the courage to live.

He is the reborn parent of the common people in Yunzhou.

He is the pinnacle of Dinghai for officials in Yunzhou.

He is a light in the darkness for Yunzhou people.

But at the same time, it is also a mortal body.

Inside the government office, Wang Wenwei, with gray hair and a face like gold paper, sat up with difficulty.

"Hong, I'm old, but you're still like this. It's really irritating. Wen Yi was probably furious with you back then."

Red as a teenager, with a sad face.

In the past 20 years, he has already been contaminated with the atmosphere of the world of mortals, and he knows the suffering of the world of mortals.

"Hold on. In another ten days, spring will begin. Once spring begins, the disease will be better."

Wang Wenwei said helplessly: "I can't hold on any longer. Ever since Wen Yi left, Hong has been living like a year, year after year. This plague has no end. I've tried my best."

Hong squeezed her fist, not knowing what to say.

"Hong, what will you do after I leave? You bastard, you don't have hundreds of years to live, do you? Hahaha, living in this world for hundreds of years is so pitiful."

Wang Wenwei smiled and cried.

"Is there still hope for the Red Human Race? I tried my best! I really tried my best!"

In his whole life, he had never thought of Shu in the scrolls, and he had fought swords with the two of Hong to deal with injustice.

But it's coming to an end, after all, it's the pain of fighting this damn plague in the last 20 years that occupies most of my memories.

Full of bitterness.

Hong was silent for a long time, and said: "After you leave, I will probably go back to the mountains."

Shang Wenyi is gone, and Wang Wenwei is leaving too. After all, he has become a person, and he will return to the mountains to taste loneliness again.

At this time.

Wang Wenwei, who was struggling to speak, suddenly grabbed Hong's arm firmly.

"Red! I want to ask you something."

Hong looked at Wang Wenwei, he knew he would not refuse.

"I am about to die, and I have nothing to do with my descendants. I am only worried about the people of Yunzhou. Heaven is unfair, and my human race has suffered such a disaster. After my death, my body will be destroyed, my bones will be crushed, and my ashes will be scattered. Don't let anyone find me. Then you transformed into me, and from now on, you are Wang Wenwei! You are the parent official of Yunzhou!"

"Yunzhou can't do without you, and it can't do without the governor Wang Wenwei!"

　I wrote and wrote, and I wrote more than 4000 pieces of this chapter.
　　Two chapters today cost 7400, which is equivalent to three chapters!
　　There is no name for the third watch, but there is the reality of the third watch!

　　
　
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