The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 738 How can anyone want to be a good person without spending money?

Yan Dongjin shrugged his shoulders and asked A Mingzai: "He, General Xu, stole the home of our largest grain merchant in Liaodong, so he didn't give you any grain, so he asked you to bring it over."

"No," A Mingzai's answer was still concise and clear.

"What are you thinking?" Young Master Lu looked at Yan Dongjin, if Xu Yuan could share the food for them, it would be hell!
Yan Dongjin was muttering again, but no one could hear what this man was muttering.

"Master Yan," A Mingzai said, "how will these refugees settle down?"

Yan Dongjin said: "40, no more and no less?"

A Mingzai said with no expression on his face: "My subordinates took 43 people from Xiangzhang City, 7000 people died on the way, and now there are 7000 people left."

"7000 people?" Young Master Lu asked in surprise, "What's going on?" It's a long way from Xiangzhang City to Sunset City, but 7000 people won't die, right?
"Sick," A Mingzai said: "More than 200 people died on the first day. I asked the doctor to see it. The doctor said it was an epidemic. He couldn't cure it. I asked my subordinates to ask another expert." Answering this question, A Ming Zai gave a very detailed answer, he could not afford the life debt of these 7000 people, "The subordinates invited several doctors, some of them said it was a fever and cold, others said it was hungry, others said it was The doctors of the disease are in the majority."

"Then how did you do it?" I vaguely knew how A Mingzai did it, but Mr. Lu still asked.

"The medicine given by the doctor is useless for the sick refugees," A Mingzai said blankly, "On the third day, not many people died, but more people got sick. The subordinates have no choice but to Dispose of them all."

Young Master Lu gasped.

Yan Dongji's face was cold, and some of the guards showed unbearable expressions, but they didn't react much.If there is an epidemic in the army, it is best if the doctor can cure it. If it cannot be cured, the sick person will have to be imprisoned. Let the doctor think of a way, but if there is an emergency in the military, the general who has the epidemic may They will still be taken care of, and soldiers will definitely be killed.

"The subordinates set the corpse on fire," A Mingzai reported to Yan Dongjin, "The ashes were also buried deep. This, the doctors taught the subordinates."

"Very good," Yan Dong praised A Mingzai.

"The rest are not infected?" Young Master Lu asked.

"Not yet," A Mingzai said: "The subordinates have told the refugees that this disease will kill people, and the doctor can't cure them. They have all seen it with their own eyes and know that the subordinates did not lie to them. If someone is found to be ill, they will would have killed the patient."

Or how did 7000 people die on the way to Sunset?

"How many times have I been taught, you still can't learn it," Yan Dongjin said completely irrelevantly: "You are my subordinate, what kind of subordinate do you and our young master Lu call yourself?"

Yan Dong changed the subject, A Mingzai was stunned.

Young Master Lu frowned and looked at Yan Dongjin and said: "Subordinates are just subordinates, who cares about this? Young Master Yan, what are you thinking about?"

"Does anyone in Xu Yuan have this kind of disease?" After being scolded, Yan Dongjin brought the topic back to the main topic.

"A lot of people die every day at General Xu's place," A Mingzai said, "The Major General seems to have specially mixed some medicinal materials in the past. Now the camphor city is full of medicinal smells inside and outside the city. The doctor didn't say whether it was an epidemic or not, so The subordinates don't know."

Yan Dong didn't speak at all, but Mr. Lu could tell that this man was not very satisfied with his elder brother's shipment of medicine to Xiangzhang City.

"It's summer now, if the disease is really going to spread, do you think only refugees will suffer?" Young Master Lu asked Yan Dongjin.

A Mingzai didn't speak, but nodded, he also knew the severity of the epidemic. There was an epidemic in Tongchuan City. At that time, Amingzai was just a small slave in Chengfu County Prince's Mansion. Amingzai remembered it very clearly. At that time, nearly half of the people in Tongchuan City died. King Chengfu used human animals to sacrifice to the sky, and sacrificed tens of thousands of slaves. The plague god in Tongchuan's population still didn't leave until the next winter.

"I didn't say anything," Yan Dongjin said, "Isn't the doctor not sure what the disease is now? Most of the medicine my brother sent was wasted."

"General Xu said that he had written to Mingxiao Pass," A Mingzai said, "It is said that Mingxiaoguan has a very powerful imperial physician from the capital, and he wants to ask the eldest lady to let this imperial physician go to Xiangzhang to the city."

Sun Fangming's face flickered in front of Yan Dongjin's eyes, General Yan sneered again, and said: "There is an imperial doctor in Ming Xiao Pass, but that one has no skills."

A Mingzai was stunned, how did that incompetent become an imperial physician?
"It's over sooner or later," Yan Dongjin muttered, although he also regarded Prince Rui as a benefactor, and sincerely thought that after the fighting in Liaodong subsided, he would lead troops south to the Central Plains to help Prince Rui, but Even with this level of intention, General Yan still has a feeling that Li's family is at the end of his rope.

Seeing Yan Dongjin walking forward, A Mingzai hurriedly followed behind Yan Dongjin.

"Let's go," Young Master Lu beckoned the guards to follow, and said, "No matter who you Young Master Yan wants to die, he won't want our Liaodong to die." Yan Dongjin now gives Young Master Lu the impression that he is ruthless, but Not to the point of madness.

A Mingzai didn't tell the refugees what to do with them, and more than 3 people died along the way, nearly 4 people. They became restless.

"What are you doing? Sit down!" A slave soldier shouted.

Standing around, the slaves in charge pointed their spears at the refugees.

Yan Dongjin said to Zhan Yi: "Let's serve dinner first."

Zhan Yi nodded yes, and ran to the city gate again.

When the refugees saw grain carts coming out of the city, some soldiers set up a cauldron on the open space and began to boil water for cooking, and the carts carrying vegetables were pulled out from the city gate by horses. The tense nerves of the refugees began to relax. down.They are refugees, and if the military master wants to kill them, he doesn't have to give them a beheading meal.If they are willing to let them eat, then the military man will definitely not kill them.

"Here, how much food did you bring here?" In front of the cauldron, Mr. Lu asked Zhan Yi with a dark face.

Zhan Yi just looked at his young master Yan, if he wants to feed 40 people, can he take less food?Now the grain is the Achilles' heel of Young Master Lu, no one can touch it, Zhan Yi dare not speak.

"We still have to give what should be given," Yan Dongjin said, "Brother Lu, if you think it's impossible, then I'll order someone to dig a hole and bury these people."

Young Master Lu looked at Yan Dongjin coldly, and said after a long time: "Who are you going to bury? This is 40 people, not 40 cattle!"

Yan Dongji looked at the dozens of cauldrons set up in the air, curled his lips, and said in a low voice: "Isn't that enough? How can anyone want to be a good person without spending money?"

Zhanyi looked at Young Master Lu sympathetically, and always felt that if the days like this were longer, Young Master Lu would be forced to death by their Young Master Yan.

(End of this chapter)