Chapter 216

"I'll come." The long lost voice is like the sound of nature.

Without looking at the person, Ling Qingyu had hugged the neck of his descendants and cried, "why did you come back!"

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

Take the bucket, pass the big bag behind you to Ling Qingyu, and Yan San skims in the direction of the water well below.

After drinking a few bowls of water boiled from cinchona bark, Su Mu and Cheng Jia stopped diarrhea and vomiting.

Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Su mu, "remember to drink a few more times in the evening, and they'll give it to you."

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

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

Ling Qingyu and Yan San went home and brought in the water boiled from the cinchona tree. Some drank it immediately, while others poured it out on the spot. Lingqingyu was not annoyed. He still cooked it and sent it home. Gradually, many people in the city drank water. Then someone followed behind to help. Within three days, the whole city was stopped.

When it was time to rest, Ling Qingyu lay on the bed in the Inn room that the people of Jiangling had specially cleaned up for the saint, told Yan San about the past few days, and then said, "I think the snake Yin of the pit mother will attack when I am exhausted."

Yan San smeared medicine on her back and nodded. He tried his best to go to Hangzhou and then came back, but on the way, he encountered officers and soldiers burning several plague villages and couldn't pass. He had to bypass the mountains and go, which delayed the day.

"There have also been floods and plagues on Jiangnan East Road, and Han Liang and others have been blocked there. I have told Cai Jingfang to inform him that the bark and fruit of cinchona can cure malaria. Cai Jingfang will arrange someone to do it and start from there to treat it all the way here." Yan San's voice was hoarse and low.

"Yan San..." Ling Qingyu buried her head in the pillow, with some self disgust.

"Qingyu," Yan San poked her ear and said, "you promised me that you would never die in front of me. If I came back and saw a popsicle, think about the consequences."

"I know, so I knew it was wrong, so I did it." Ling Qingyu's stuffy way.

And then he was covered with injuries? Yan San sighed and said, "so don't worry about it. Anyway, we'll leave right away. Just don't see each other again in the future."

"Well, I'm fine. I'll just be depressed. I'll be fine in two days." Lingqingyu said.

"You go to bed first, and I'll go to see Sue." Yan San gave her a quilt and said.

Su Mu was cooking in the yard. Yan San looked at him for a long time and saw his happy face. He thought, Qingyu, what are you worrying about? This smelly boy doesn't know how happy he is! Turn around and walk out.

This time, Wang xuanzhi and Cheng Jia no longer crowded a yard with Ling Qingyu. Now the inn is very empty, and they occupy another big yard.

"Something?" Cheng Jia asked Yan San, who walked in slowly.

"Hum." Wang Xuan got a black spot and snorted coldly.

"Tell you two, we'll leave tomorrow." Yan San didn't approach, and said faintly.

"This time, thanks to the saint, we saved the people of the city. We will report to the saint to grant a reward." Wang xuanzhi said coldly.

"In order to save our ship full of people, she was poisoned at first." looking at both hands, Yan San sneered, "it happens once a year, and it's not the male Yang essence that can't be solved, otherwise it's death. This time, she didn't need you, but she exhausted her physical strength to take care of you, which led to poisoning in advance. She saved your life twice, and you'll pay her back once, which is not a loss." Then he turned and left.

"She shouldn't have survived such a harmful poison." Wang xuanzhi said coldly.

"If she doesn't survive, who do you rely on to save you?" Yan San turned around with a trace of redness in his eyes and said, "besides, for us, she is priceless, more important than her own life, women's virtue?! Lord Wang, the head of the family said that you are a good official who can serve the people, otherwise, if you say this today, I Yan San can take your life! If you don't believe it, you can try again."

Yan San's body was full of murderous Qi, and the leaves in the yard were windless and rustling. The guards standing outside the yard were shocked, but they were unable to draw a knife.

Seeing Wang xuanzhi's white face, his lips trembled but he couldn't speak. He pulled out a little sword and was buckled back by Yan San's fingers. With a cold smile, he walked away.

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"You didn't think that way. Why do you say that?" Looking at Wang xuanzhi shaking his hands to pick up the chess pieces, Cheng Jia sighed.

"She didn't recognize it at all! I asked her, and she only said that I was dizzy and dreaming!" Wang xuanzhi pinched a chess piece tightly with his fingers, and said with hatred.

"Then treat it as a dream." Cheng Jia threw the chess pieces on the chessboard and said, "it's just a dream for us to come to Jiangling this time."

A dream is just a dream.

Standing on the city wall, watching the carriage set off quietly while the sky was slightly bright, Cheng Jia's mouth floated a wry smile. The woman must have been lying on the car. Only later did he know how much he had made her suffer.

For the people in Jiangling, the female head of the Ling family is a lifesaver and a Bodhisattva. For Cheng Jia, it can only be a dream, buried in his heart, but like the deep scars on his chest, it will not appear, but will never disappear.

From Jiangling to Hangzhou, people passing by are all disaster areas. In some places, the water has retreated, and in some places, there are still some water depressions. People who survive are also having a hard time. The outbreak of malaria and plague, the food shortage caused by the delay in the rescue of the Imperial court, and so on. People can't bear to witness the desolation and tragedy along the way.

On the way, Ling Qingyu met many refugees. After listening to Yan San's words, Ling Qingyu stayed in the car honestly and didn't go out to be kind. That's why many small groups of refugees came to play their ideas with the intention of robbery.

The blood dripped down along the tip of the knife, making a ticking sound on the mud. There was a silence around, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

"Is there anyone else coming up?" The blond boy said coldly, and his blue eyes turned around with a cold intention, so that those refugees with hoes and sticks unconsciously stepped back.

The firewood knife in the leading man's hand also trembled with silk. Originally, he thought that there were only three people in the carriage. The driver of the carriage was an alien teenager. They also robbed many families along the way. There were many more people than them, so he just thought it was another fat sheep.

However, only one face to face, they rushed up, and the strongest people who were still holding knives were directly killed by the boy, one by one, without mercy.

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

"I like that boy. Go get it." Shaking the fan in his hand, Wen lie's eyes lit up.

"Wait." Wen Xi stopped the guard behind and said, "brother, you've got several out this time."

"That's different. No one is as good as this. Look at that figure, that appearance, and the look when killing. It's a masterpiece! If you get this, you can don't want the one in front." Wen lie swallowed the mouth of the waterway.

"These people may not be enough to catch him." Wen Xi was helpless. Brother, everything is good. It's just whether this sleeveless love is good or not.

"Well, also, Wenyi, go and call some people." After Wen lie finished his command, someone behind him jumped on his horse and left.

"Now there are so many refugees, do we still not open warehouses to release grain?" Wen Xi asked.

"Don't worry, until they can't live anymore and give them some sweets, they will work hard for us." Wen lie gently shook his fan and looked at the young man on the official road with great interest to scare away the refugees.

"However, it is said that the Ling family's grain team has begun to move this way. They have a special medicine for playing games and release grain. Now they are highly respected by those refugees." Wen Xi said with some worry.

"Hehe, how much food a business can have, their food will always be used up. At that time, the new refugees will be dissatisfied without food. When those dissatisfaction erupts, the Ling family will bear the brunt. That's human nature." Wen lie said faintly.

The refugees on the official road had left, and the carriage slowly started. Wen lie said, "let's catch up."

Wen Xi glanced slightly at the corners of his mouth, and there was no way to follow Wen lie on his horse. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he saw a large group of people coming from the dust on the side of the official road.

Wen lie stopped his horse, frowned slightly and looked at the team, Jiangzhou area. When did such a well-trained army come into being?

There were more than 200 people in the team, all riding high headed horses, and the horsemen were all big men, with neat steps and iron blood. When they got to the side of the carriage, they got off the horse together, led by the front boy, and half knelt on the ground.

The carriage stopped, and a woman stepped down. After saying a few words, the people of the horse team got on the horse, protected the carriage before and after, and walked slowly away.

Wen Xi looked at his eldest brother's face completely blackened. OK, eldest brother, how can you rob other people's servants in this battle?

"Check it! Which family is so arrogant!" Wen lie bit his teeth.