Infinite Disaster Survival

Everyone was asleep at night, Wen Zheng quietly left the Shen Mansion and went out to look for traces of the Wen clan.

Although Wen Zheng had left the Wen clan for many months, he gave the clan leader some ideas before leaving, which were enough for them to find a way to survive after the epidemic subsided. Moreover, the "miracle doctor" with keen hearing heard words related to the Wen clan in the Shen Mansion. The two parties resumed contact after the epidemic ended, and the Shen family also lent a hand several times.

Following the clues, he found the current address of the Wen clan. The clan leader had a different status. Wen Zheng easily distinguished the clan leader's residence from the location and the things in the yard. He wanted to wait until the clan leader woke up, but when Wen Zheng approached, he heard the clan leader's cough that he tried to suppress.

Wen Zheng jumped into the courtyard, walked into the room, and deliberately made his footsteps heavier. After the person inside noticed the movement, he took the initiative to speak: "Chief, it's me."

The person on the bed turned over, walked quickly to the door and opened it, his face full of surprise and joy: "Wen Zheng, you are really back."

Such joy has been filled in the conversation at night. The chief did not ask about Wen Zheng's experience, but told him everything about the Wen family after he left. After Wen Zheng listed a plan for dealing with possible situations in the future, the chief knew that this boy was different.

"Do you really think that the rebels can stop the suppression of the court?" If it was really caused by war, they should have made preparations early.

"Now the court is just a spent force." Wen Zheng said softly, watching the chief sigh, his face was sad, but the whole person was more energetic.

After saying this, Wen Zheng carefully felt the chief's pulse, put down some pills for health care and left. After leaving, he turned to the house where Yang the Hunter lived. He heard from the clan leader that Yang the Hunter had married during his absence and was pregnant. He often complained that Wen Zheng could not come back to attend, so this time he left all the gifts for the wedding and the birth of the child.

It was getting light, and Wen Zheng went to the last place. Wen Er Taiye woke up from his sleep and was forced to ask Wen Zheng everything he knew. Then he felt a pain in his neck and fell asleep. When he woke up, he thought it was just a nightmare.

There were many guesses in his mind. After asking Wen Er Taiye this time, one of them had an answer. The nobleman that the original body's parents angered was the unlucky prince of Shunyi Palace, who had already died in the plague.

At least the prescription for curing the plague that he had developed did not save the prince, so Wen Zheng felt a little relieved. Avoiding the sight of the night watchman, reaching out to tease the birds that stayed on the treetops, following the cat's steps to jump over the low wall, and quietly returned to the room in the morning light.

When he went out again, he was a genius doctor with superb medical skills.

As usual, Yang the Hunter got up early and left the bed quietly, not daring to wake up his pregnant wife. However, after seeing the things placed in front of the door, his hand that drew the bow and shot arrows every day failed to hold the pottery basin firmly, and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The wife was startled by the sound and sat up, and saw her husband's red eyes but smiling expression.

As long as he is safe, it's fine.

Yang the Hunter prayed in his heart, controlled his expression, and quickly returned to the bed to comfort his frightened wife.

Wen Zheng fully enjoyed the treatment that a genius doctor deserved in the Shen Mansion. At first, he was quite interested in going out to stroll around the prosperous Pingchang City. There are many wealthy merchants in Pingchang Prefecture, and there are many kinds of shops on the streets. The guests coming and going are all dressed in brocade clothes, a scene of flourishing flowers. The subordinates who came out with Meng Jun were all dazzled.

But after having just tasted a good lunch, the amount of silver spent was directly stunned. The guests coming and going, including the servants sent by the Shen family to accompany them, all looked accustomed to it.

Dragging a heavy step, the novelty in the eyes of the subordinates disappeared, and they silently calculated in their hearts how many people's food they could buy with the silver spent today, and how many people they could feed and drink.

Just as they were thinking, they didn't notice that Meng Jun took them to change directions several times, and the servants of the Shen family showed a tangled look until they heard a familiar voice. They saw that the poor people worked hard but were deducted from their wages, and took out the money they had accumulated for many years to treat their sick children, but it was not as much as the cost of their meals today. The poor who had nowhere to go could only sell themselves as slaves.

They saw themselves.

Before the uprising, they had lived such a life every day. In the past few days, they lived a life they had never imagined, but almost forgot the painful past.

This is still a prosperous city. In more and more remote places, too many people can't survive no matter how hard they work.

The food I ate at noon seemed to have become a heavy weight, weighing down my whole body.

Following Meng Jun, I walked slowly and heavily for an entire afternoon. The servants of the Shen family did not know what their purpose was, but these backbones of the future uprising army pulled down their floating hearts from the air and completely put them into practice, expecting the young master to assign them tasks and release the suppressed emotions in their hearts.

Wen Zheng watched Meng Jun teach all his subordinates a lesson, reminding them of the days when they were poor, and let them recall the dissatisfaction that had been suppressed in their hearts for many years in the past, so that they could ignite their fighting spirit to make themselves and more people not live such a life.

The curiosity and obsession with Pingchang Prefecture disappeared without a trace. From that day on, Meng Jun politely declined the suggestion of the Shen family to send someone to accompany him. He took his subordinates out to play every day, but in fact, he quietly ignited the fire in Pingchang Prefecture.

Small flames can be easily extinguished, but when they gather together, they will eventually form a prairie fire.

Wen Zheng did not choose to go out again after going out a few times. This kind of work is a waste of the divine doctor's medical skills. Meng Jun took out several possible methods to research medicine, which made Wen Zheng fall into the research of medical skills again, and he did not even leave the courtyard every day.

Two months passed in a flash.

Wen Zheng stayed in Shen's house for research during the day and went out from time to time at night. Meng Jun led his subordinates' efforts in these days, and gradually spread among the poor people. They did not openly promote the idea of ​​rebellion, but began to question why their efforts did not get the revenge they deserved.

These suppressed angers always erupt when they can no longer be suppressed.

The work done by Meng Jun and others was not noticed by people other than the poor. Those adults were preparing for the upcoming birthday of the current emperor.

The capital city is of course the most lively place for the emperor's birthday. A few months ago, gifts from all parties were sent to the capital city. The wealthy merchants in Pingchang Prefecture were unwilling to miss this opportunity. Even the head of the family led the team to transport all kinds of goods to the capital city to sell at high prices.

People far away in Pingchang Prefecture did not know the grand occasion of the capital city, but in order to celebrate the birthday of the current emperor, this dynasty specially designated today as the Qianqiu Festival, and various prefectures and cities will hold many celebrations on this day.

The nobles were in a good mood and their money was much looser. The poor people could also live better than usual today, and they rarely showed happy smiles on their faces.

The most lively time of the Qianqiu Festival is at night. The curfew of all prefectures and cities was lifted on this day, and everyone could go out and play until late at night.

Most people who were celebrating the festival happily at this moment did not know that the capital city, which was supposed to be celebrating the emperor's birthday, was facing a rebellion at this time. From then on, a catastrophe came, and the situation in the world changed.

In detail, this rebellion was also related to the flood suffered by Yangning Prefecture.

Yangning Prefecture suffered a flood that was rare in a century. It was originally a natural disaster, but it was also a disaster caused by the government. Many water conservancy facilities newly built in the city of Yangning Prefecture in recent years were easily destroyed in the flood, and the subsequent reports were concealed, causing the people to rebel. Yangning Prefecture is still in the hands of the rebels.

If it weren't for the rebels who first rebelled after the flood and then the epidemic spread, the court would have sent people to investigate. It was precisely because of various reasons that the progress of the investigation was accelerated that the investigation was constantly postponed.

It was just a court that could still function, and there were still a few capable ministers. In addition, if the flood and epidemic were not handled properly, it would be difficult to quell the anger of the people. The emperor of the time thought again and again and handed the task of investigation to the capable minister.

It took nearly a year. Even though the capable minister failed to enter Yangning Prefecture, he still found those officials who served in Yangning Prefecture and fled when the flood came, dug out the truth from their mouths, and found enough evidence.

The capable minister wanted to present the evidence immediately after getting it, but was dissuaded because of the approaching birthday. He wanted to at least let His Majesty have a happy birthday.

However, this delay gave the culprit time to plan. Knowing that his evidence would be presented to the emperor and he would no longer have the hope of ascending to that position, he hesitated for a long time and finally made up his mind to summon the ministers who followed him, especially those involved in the flood. Rather than waiting for the punishment that could not be reversed, it was better to burn the boats and fight this time.

Seeing the birthday gifts sent from all over the country on the Qianqiu Festival, the emperor was very pleased and rewarded the princes and ministers who gave the most satisfactory gifts. When he was happily enjoying the sword dance and tasting the fine wine and delicacies, a cold light appeared in the palace.

The sharp sword blade pierced the emperor's heart, and there was a scream at the banquet. The guards around him didn't even have time to step forward. Many people did not want the sword to pierce the emperor, and more people were looking forward to it.

The emperor, who was sitting at the top, had no time to dodge, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the imperial concubine beside him to his front. In the imperial concubine's unbelievable eyes, the assassin's sharp blade pierced her chest, and the severe pain blurred her consciousness. In the last moment of her life, she only saw the assassin being hit by someone, and the rescuer was thrown aside by the emperor.

The assassin's body fell to the ground, and the person who dealt with the assassin behind him was revealed. It was the Shunyi King who sat below the emperor to comfort the pain of losing his son.

The third prince, who pretended to be frightened and hid aside, gritted his teeth secretly. The rare opportunity was missed, and it would be even more difficult to succeed next. However, once this road was taken, there was no turning back. The worst thing was to be locked up for life.

The sound of fighting outside the palace became more and more intense. It was unknown which side had the upper hand, and everyone inside the palace regained their composure from the initial panic. The guards who were a step late rushed to the emperor's side to protect him, and the rest of the people also tried to hide in a safe place.

The sound of fighting gradually subsided. The imperial guards who came in from outside the palace knelt down in front of the emperor and escorted the traitor alive to the emperor.

The heart of the third prince sank completely.

He still held a glimmer of hope that he would not be discovered, but he felt the emperor's gaze on him, and the captured alive still revealed the news. The third prince knelt down heavily in front of the emperor.

The emperor's birthday banquet, the prince's rebellion, the emperor's anger was burning in his heart, he kicked the third prince hard, and was unwilling to send people to investigate. The orders he spit out from his mouth determined whether countless people could see the morning light tomorrow.

After issuing the order, the emperor turned his attention to the Shunyi King who came to rescue him first tonight, and directly gave him the power to take charge of the capital guards, and asked him to lead the team to complete the orders he issued tonight one by one.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight that should have been bright had a few ominous dark reds on this day.

The common people who were celebrating the festival heard the sound of horses running. When they looked back, they saw the city guards galloping on the road, holding whips, not only urging the horses to speed up, but also sweeping away the obstacles in front.

Ordinary people couldn't help but scream and quickly dodged to both sides, avoiding the waving whips and the fast horses. The joyful atmosphere was gone, and the laughter was replaced by screams. The crowd instantly became panicked, crowded, pushed, and trampled. I don't know how many people were injured or even died this night.

But ordinary people had nowhere to tell, and even because of the changes in the next few days, they didn't even dare to cry loudly.

All the courtiers related to the third prince were entered into their homes by the guards, and all of them were put under guard. All the houses were carefully searched. Once evidence of treason was found, according to the emperor's order, there was no need for trial, and even no need to be imprisoned, and they were directly executed on the spot.

That night, countless cries were heard in various parts of the capital. Many people were killed without knowing the specific situation. The blood dyed the imperial city red. There seemed to be an lingering smell of blood in the air, which made people dare not go out. They were terrified when they heard the sound of horse hooves approaching.

The emperor used thunderous means to let people know the fate of daring to rebel. His attitude made the disaster of treason last longer and wider.

At first, it was only the courtiers who were close to the third prince and found evidence. Later, there was no need for evidence. Just having close contact with the third prince was evidence. Not only the courtiers, but also the talented scholars of the royal family and the merchants and common people, as long as the city guards led by King Shunyi felt suspicious, they could not escape.

While blood was flowing everywhere, the news was still controlled in the capital.

Shunyi King sat on a high horse, looking at the talented scholar who had recently become famous in the capital with a face full of fear, completely different from the righteous look when he accused his son, and smiled boringly.

He drove away on the horse, and there was a sound behind him, and the head of the talented scholar fell to the ground.