Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"I'm coming." The long-lost voice was like a natural sound.

Without seeing the people, Ling Qingyu had already hugged the neck of the person behind him, crying: "Why did you come back!"

"Save people first." Yan San's eyes deepened after patted her back, and the tentacles were full of scratches.

Taking the bucket, the big baggage behind him was handed to Ling Qingyu, and Yan San swept toward the well below.

Sum and Cheng Jia stopped diarrhea and vomiting after drinking several bowls of water made from cinchona bark.

Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Sum: "Remember to drink a few more times in the evening, and they will be handed over to you."

"Master, where are you going?" Summ asked unconsciously.

"There are still many patients in the city. Yan San and I will go to save them." Ling Qingyu said to Su Mu with a smile. The most important thing is that I don't have the guts to face these two plague gods here!

Ling Qingyu and Yan San walked home, sending in the water boiled from the cinchona tree. Some of them drank immediately, but some were poured on the spot. Ling Qingyu was not annoyed. After he was still able to make it through, the family members were sent to them. Gradually, most of the people in the city who drank water healed, and some people followed to help. It didn't last three days, and the swinging all over the city was stopped. .

When he was able to rest, Ling Qingyu lay on the bed in the inn room that the people of Jiangling had specially cleaned for the saint, and told Yan San the past few days, and then said: "I think the snake's shadow will be there. It happens when I'm exhausted."

Yan San put medicine on her back and nodded. He went to Hangzhou with all his strength and hurried back, but on the way he encountered officers and soldiers burning several villages that had been plagued and unable to pass. He could only go around the mountain, which was a delay for a day.

"Floods and plagues have also occurred on Jiangnan East Road. Han Mian and the others have been blocked there. I have told Cai Jingfang to inform him that the bark and fruit of the cinchona tree can treat malaria. Cai Jingfang will arrange for someone to do it. Start from there and go all the way to heal here." Yan San's voice was hoarse and low.

"Yan San..." Ling Qingyu buried his head in the pillow with some self-disgust.

"Qingyu," Yan San fiddled with her ears and said, "You promised me that you would never die in front of me. If I come back and see a popsicle, think about the consequences."

"I know, so if I know it's wrong, I still do it." Ling Qingyu said boredly.

Then did it hurt all over? Yan San sighed and said, "So don't worry about it. Anyway, we'll leave soon, and we won't see you again."

"Well, I'm okay, just feel depressed, and it will be fine in two days." Ling Qingyu said.

"You go to bed first, I'll go see Sum." Yan Sanjiang was picked up by her and said.

Su Mu was cooking in the yard, Yan San looked at him for a long while, seeing him look happy and happy, and thought, Qingyu, what are you entangled with, this stinky kid doesn't know how happy he is! Turned around and walked out.

This time, Wang Xuanzhi and Cheng Jia didn't squeeze a courtyard with Ling Qingyu anymore. The inn was very empty now, and they occupied another large courtyard.

"Something?" Cheng Jia dropped a white child and asked Yan San, who walked in slowly.

"Humph." Wang Xuan gave a black spot and snorted coldly.

"Tell the two, we will leave tomorrow." Yan San did not approach, and said lightly.

"Thanks to the saint, who saved the people in the city this time, we will definitely tell the saint to give a reward when we go back." Wang Xuanzhi said coldly.

"She was insidious in order to save the people in our boat," Yan San said with a sneer looking at both hands. I lost my life. I didn’t need you this time, but she exhausted her energy to take care of you, and she caused insidiousness ahead of time. She saved your lives twice, and you paid her back once, which is not a loss." go.

"She shouldn't have survived with such a poison that hurts women's morals." Wang Xuanzhi said coldly.

"If she doesn't survive, who will you rely on to save you?" Yan San turned around, with a trace of red in his eyes, and said: "What's more, for us, she is a priceless treasure, a person who is more important than her own life, woman Virtue?! Lord Wang, the master said that you are a good official who can serve the people. Otherwise, if you say this today, Yan San will be able to take your life! If you don't believe me, you can say it again and try."

Yan San was full of murderous aura, the leaves in the yard were rustling with no wind, and the guards standing outside the yard paled in shock, but were unable to draw their swords.

Seeing Wang Xuanzhi's face pale, his lips trembled but he couldn't speak, the sword that he drew out was snapped back by Yan San's fingers, he gave a cold smile, and walked away.

"You didn't think that way, why did you say that?" Cheng Jia sighed as Wang Xuanzhi shook his hand to pick up the chess piece.

"She doesn't recognize it at all! I went to ask her, she only said that I burnt my head and dreaming!" Wang Xuanzhi held a chess piece tightly with his fingers, and said bitterly.

"Then you treat it as a dream." Cheng Jia threw the chess piece on the board and said: "It's just a dream for us this time in Jiangling."

A dream is just a dream.

Standing on the city wall, watching the carriage set off quietly while the sky was light, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Jia's mouth. The woman must have been lying on the car, and only afterwards did he know how much he caused her to suffer.

For the people of Jiangling, the female head of the Ling family is a life-saving benefactor and a bodhisattva. For Cheng Jia, it can only be a dream, buried in the heart, but like the scar that has been deeply on the chest. , A dream that will not appear, but will never disappear.

From Jiangling to Hangzhou, the people passing by are all disaster-stricken areas. In some places, the water has receded, and some are still puddles. The people who survived have a hard time. The outbreak of malaria and plague has caused delays in aid from the court. The food shortage in China, so various, the desolation and miserable conditions along the way make people unbearable to witness.

When I met many refugees on the road, Ling Qingyu listened to Yan San's words and stayed in the car honestly without going out and showing kindness. That's it, there were also many small groups of refugees who came to beat them with the intent of robbery.

The blood dripped down the tip of the knife, making a ticking sound on the muddy ground, and there was silence all around, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

"Is anyone else coming up?" The blond boy said coldly, his blue eyes circled around with awe-inspiring coldness, making the refugees holding the **** and stick unconsciously step back. .

The man who took the lead also trembled with the hatchet in his hand. I thought that there were only three people in the carriage, and it was an alien boy who drove the carriage. They also robbed a lot of people along the way. There were many more people than them, so I just thought It's another fat sheep.

However, they only met each other, and they rushed to the strongest people who were still holding knives, and they were directly beheaded by this young man, one by one, without mercy.

On the top of the hill next to the official road, two people stood, followed by dozens of guards in uniform.

"I like that boy, go get it." Wen Lie shook the fan in his hand and said with bright eyes.

"Wait." Wenxi stopped the guard behind him and said, "Brother, you have already made a few of them this time."

"That's different. Nothing is good. Look at that figure, that look, and the look when killing people. It's a superb! If you get this, you can forget it." Wen Lie swallowed his mouth. .

"To arrest him, these people may not be enough." Wenxi said helplessly. The eldest brother is good at everything, but his hobby of broken sleeves is not good.

"Yeah, too, Wen Yi, go call some people." After Wen Lie ordered, someone behind him got on his horse and left.

"Now that there are so many refugees, don't we still open the warehouse for food?" Wenxi asked.

"Don't worry, you have to wait until they can't live anymore, and give them a little bit of sweetness, and then you will die for us." Wen Lie shook his fan lightly and watched with interest the young man on the official road who frightened the refugees back.

"However, I heard that the Ling's food team has already begun to move here. They have special medicines for swaying and put food in their hands. Now they are highly regarded by the refugees." Wen Xi said with some worry.

"Hehe, how much food a business can have, their food will always be exhausted. When the time comes, the new refugees will have no food, but will be dissatisfied. When those dissatisfaction erupts, then the Ling family will bear the brunt. Human nature is like this. "Wen Lie said lightly.

The refugees on the official road have already left, the carriage slowly started, Wen Lie said: "Let's catch up."

The corner of Wen Xi's mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't help himself. He followed Wen Lie on his horse. As soon as he was about to go down the mountain, he saw dust rising on the official road and a large group of people came.

Wen Lie stopped the horse, frowned slightly and looked at the incoming team, Jiangzhou area, when did such a well-trained unit come in?

There were two hundred people in that team. They rode big horses with tall heads. Horse riders were all sturdy men. They stepped neatly, and with iron and blood, they got down to the carriage and dismounted together, and the young man in the front took the lead. , Half kneeling on the ground.

The carriage stopped, and a woman walked on the carriage. After a few words, the horsemen got on the horse and protected the carriage before and after they walked away slowly.

The corners of Wenxi's mouth twitched and watched his eldest brother's face turn black. Okay, eldest brother, how can you grab someone's servant in this battle?

"Check! Which family is so arrogant!" Wen Lie gritted his teeth.