Chapter 162 The anger of heaven and the resentment of mankind


Chapter 162: Anger and Resentment

Wang Tingyue took the sword in her hand.

Lu Xiu also put down his hands and no longer looked at her. He only put his hands behind his hands and glanced at the crowd with a cold look: "I came here to inspect on the orders of the Lord. If there is any malicious intention to cause trouble or obstruct the situation, Those who are involved in epidemic prevention will be put to death as a warning to others."

The immortal figure is matched with a purple robe and a gold belt, showing his body of gold, his expression is calm, his golden voice is vibrating, and he is not sick or slow.

The low voice caused everyone present to hold their breath and remain silent.

A group of generals knelt down to accept their orders, and the officials' family members also followed suit.

If the ordinary people had not fled to the capital, they would never have known such people in their lives, nor would they have had the opportunity to witness this battle. When they woke up from a dream, they knelt down in panic, and could only raise their eyelids. , secretly glanced at the proud and upright figure with his peripheral vision.

Liang Huan was a little dumbfounded. Wouldn’t this be more effective than her climbing up and down?

She was about to kneel down when she was pulled by Lu Xiu, but she heard him say: "General Wang Zhonglang, we have to talk about the epidemic in detail."

Wang Tingyue then stood up. "Yes, Da Sima can go to the camp with the last general."

Lu Xiu only responded and took Liang Huan to the tent.

Everywhere I go, I hear only the sound of footsteps.

Liang Huan glanced at him without trace. After spending time with him in private, she almost forgot his original appearance...

The big tent was as warm as just now.

Wang Tingyue ordered people to prepare tea.

Lu Xiu glanced at the half glass of water on the small table and sat down expressionlessly.

Seeing that Liang Huan was still standing, he only patted the soft cushion beside him.

Liang Huan sat next to him.

Wang Tingyue moved the records of the refugees.

Lu Xiu browsed roughly.

Liang Huan was slightly surprised.

Lu Xiu turned to look at her, with a smile in his eyes: "I do have the emperor's destiny."

He glanced at her lips, grabbed the half glass of water and put it in He came to her and said, "It's not hot, the temperature is suitable."

After saying that, he just focused on reading the records.

When he handles affairs, he is always serious and focused, and she knows that.

Liang Huan silently looked at the two people standing and sitting together, one was taciturn and the other was calm and composed.

This feeling is very strange. She has not forgotten that in Dali Temple Prison, Wang Tingyue was tortured to the point of being scarred and almost killed...

Those two people should be at war with each other. Now that they were in the same room together, they were surprisingly calm, but she was secretly sweating from the beginning.

Liang Huan lowered her eyes. After all, she was worrying too much.

“Did you just discover it?”

Lu Xiu put down the volume in his hand and turned his head to look at her.

Liang Huan nodded and asked again: "When did you come?"

A smile appeared on his lips: "Why did you say that?"

Liang Huan looked embarrassed.

He had no intention of continuing this topic, and just asked: "What are your thoughts?"

Liang Huan was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the other people in the tent. In addition to Wang Tingyue, there were also several captains and attendants.

Normally, they would be fine behind closed doors, but now in front of so many people, they hesitated a little.

Liang Huan only looked at Wang Tingyue: "Can I borrow a pen and paper?"

A follower presented pen, ink and paper. Liang Huan unfolded the paper and said as he wrote: "I come here to give porridge every day. I pass by a place about five miles away from here. It should be an abandoned camp. Houses can be built on this basis and the healthy people can be moved in. Here, the buildings are managed according to the order of the military camp, and everyone, except the old, weak, sick and disabled, has to participate. Seeing that the weather is getting colder, it is better to prepare for the winter. ”

"As for those who are suspected of being sick, they should continue to stay here. After the current residence is roughly organized, all those who are sick will be sent here, and someone will prepare food and medicine..."

Liang Huan stared at it and thought about it. Not everyone has money to buy medicine, and most people die without even having a chance to receive treatment.

She glanced at the big account, then looked at Lu Xiu, "Do you still remember the prescription I wrote for my second brother? With so many refugees, there must not be enough medicinal materials. Chill thoroughly, keep your hands and feet intact, go out every day, collect local materials and cook..."

She wrote on both pages, "Those who are sick use this delicate, unsick Using this simple version, as for how to build it and who will treat it, it should be——"

Lu Xiu nodded, "Of course it will be handed over to the responsible department. This porridge donation should stop. "

Wang Tingyue was very surprised, "How do you know how to take medicine without giving them a diagnosis?"

Just now he was just talking eloquently and completely forgot about this loophole.

A prophet of uncertainty?

Liang Han pursed her lips. This prescription was not prescribed by her, but after so many people died, the epidemic was almost over, and then...

Don’t wait for Liang Han. When he opened his mouth, Lu Xiu said indifferently: "When General Chariot and Cavalry went to conquer Wuzhou County, they encountered an epidemic. They have used this method before, so you can give it a try."

Wang Tingyue didn't ask any more questions and ordered someone to take the prescription to the military doctor.

Liang Huan raised her eyes and glanced at the person beside her: "If you don't want to continue giving porridge, it's time to donate some money. Life or money, you have to choose one."

Lu Xiu briefly said Pause, smile lightly.

Liang Huan stood up and said in a calm tone: "What I just said was just that I didn't hold back my words for a moment. The adults only listened to it as a joke. You have serious business to discuss, so I won't interrupt you."

Lu Xiu nodded slightly: "Go to the car and wait first."

Liang Huan bowed and took Bai Lu out of the tent.

Bai Lu followed behind and looked at her silently. Liang Ji's behavior today was really different from her usual behavior at home.

Liang Huan walked in the direction of where Lu Xiu's car was parked.

"It's her, I recognize her. She is the one rumored last year, the enchantress who can cast spells and make flowers bloom in winter! She must have gone against the will of heaven and caused disaster from the sky——"

Passing by a group of refugees, someone suddenly made a sound of surprise.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the sound was neither high nor low, causing people around to talk.

Some people have heard of that rumor, and some have not.

There were quite a few powerful women serving porridge, and they were not very eye-catching with their hairpins and plain clothes, but they had just stood on the high platform, which made people see clearly.

It’s like a pot exploding!

In an instant, the pointing turned into an uproar.

The crowd was even more confused than before, jostling to get a look at the rumored monster.

Unconsciously, she was surrounded in the middle.

Who caused them to lose everything? Who caused them to be displaced, who caused them to suffer from hunger, and who caused them to be suspected of being infected with the epidemic...

It is the culprit in front of us!

She wears gold and silver and looks glamorous, but she is short of food and clothing, and her life is precarious. Why? !

The long-term backlog of unwillingness, resentment, grief and anger, fear...the double torture of body and soul have already made them full of rage and ready to explode at the first touch.

Suffering from not having an outlet, it was like a flood bursting its banks, and the angry shouts and curses became louder and louder.

Someone shouted and burned her to death.

The chaotic crowd suddenly had a direction.

The people who were half-dead just now are now full of power, with red eyes and roars. They wish they could pounce on them immediately, kill, tear into pieces, and trample this evil with their own hands to vent their anger. The hatred in my heart!

Guards and soldiers armed with sharp weapons stepped forward to drive away the clamoring crowd.

Today’s second update~

 

 

(End of this chapter)

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