Chapter 111

Now that someone has taken the lead in running out, those who stay in the isolation zone are more reluctant to stay in the temple.

"Why keep us from going home?" Recently, most of the people who came to Anguo temple to pray were the powerful people in Beijing. Almost all the people who didn't leave in time were sent to the isolation area, so they spoke with superior pride.

As a result, there was more discontent in the isolation area of nearly 100 people.

Especially the people in Kyoto, how can they afford to stay with these ordinary people?

When they see the dirty civilians, many rich people complain that they want to send them out, and some of them have bad temper and beat a few civilians. For this reason, Yuchen of Beitang personally comes forward to teach the perpetrators a lesson.

But now that someone has taken the lead, the arrogance that has been suppressed suddenly burns up again, "how about the prince, we have not broken the law, why should we be locked here? Let's go back to Kyoto, let's go down the mountain... "

Some timid women also stood up, including Ouyang ruojia, who could not bear to stay with the common people that night, rushed to Yuchen in Beitang regardless of the obstruction, and said to herself, "second prince, the daughter of Ouyang liekang, the minister, is Ouyang ruojia, the future Princess of the third prince. I wonder if you could ask the second prince to accommodate her and my mother down the mountain?"

"Er Wang Ye, min Fu is the aunt of Shangshu mansion. Yesterday, min Fu's daughter was sent down the mountain by Zhan Wang Ye. I don't know if she has returned to the mansion safely?" Yang is also anxious, for fear of what happened to her daughter, worried about the night, she finally saw a person who can speak, regardless of the body rushed to ask urgently.

Although Yuchen of Beitang didn't sleep all night, he was still dressed neatly, fresh and pleasant. Standing among the common people, he was undoubtedly the most dazzling one. After all, his outstanding appearance and his love for white, coupled with the inherent noble atmosphere of the prince, make people want to ignore him.

"Ouyang Shan and Ouyang Jing are safe. Now they are with the Empress Dowager. There is no need to worry about them." Beitang Yuchen's face is expressionless, but his soft face gives people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

The mood of the common people was getting more and more excited. Just as Yuchen of Beitang wanted to pacify, a sonorous voice spread all over the mountain. Even the Wuwei master who was meditating in the temple was shocked. He sighed: "I didn't expect that the internal skill of Lord Zhan was so deep. It's really frightening for later generations..."

"Our king, Junhao of Beitang, is the ninth Prince of today's emperor, and the Lord of the battle of Longteng kingdom." Junhao of Beitang seldom makes such a powerful speech. In addition, he has been silent for five years, and his prestige can not be underestimated. "For this epidemic, we are very sad, and we hope the dead can have peace, but the bodies of our relatives can't be buried with you back home..."

North Hall Jun Hao's voice clearly into the ears of everyone in the mountain, because the people are quiet, waiting to hear the rest of the words.

"The people who died of the plague still have the plague in their bodies. If the plague is spread again on the way back to their hometown, more people will lose their lives, and more white haired people will send black haired people like you. Is this the peace you want for the dead?"

Master Wuwei stood on the mountain and lent his internal power to Dr. Gu to explain, "I'm the chief physician of the Tai hospital. If I want to stop the plague, the corpse of the dead must be burned in the ashes before the virus can be killed. Otherwise, the decay of the corpse will lead to corpses and insects, which will bite other animals or people, and then spread on a larger scale, Therefore, the body of the deceased must be cremated... "

Dr. Gu relieved his breath, and Jun Hao of Beitang continued: "for the sake of your family and all the people of Longteng country, please let the dead give their bodies to the country at the most important moment."

After some explanation, the uninfected people gradually retreated from the scope of the dead. They even persuaded the old people in their families, comforted them and told them that the death of their relatives was worth it. At least they could contribute to the country at the most important moment.

In order to reassure the people, Junhao of Beitang issued a policy of appeasement, "the relatives of the dead can report their names to the temple, and the monks in the temple will spend their time. When you leave, they will collect part of the ashes and go back to their hometown to worship. The king will also call on the emperor to give pension to each family member of the dead, so as to comfort the spirit of the dead in heaven."

At the same time, master Wuwei also said: "my Buddha is merciful. Anguo temple will chant sutras for the dead for seven consecutive days to transcend the spirit of the dead."

The people have received spiritual comfort and material compensation, and more people have been shaken.

At this time, nearly ten carriages brought hot steamed buns and some materials. The leader said directly: "this is the steamed buns and materials ordered by Lord Zhan from Sifang inn. The food will be supplied every day until the mountain starts."

Jun Hao of the North Hall looks at Chu Liufeng, but Chu Liufeng also feels that he is stunned. He doesn't know who ordered this. It's useful to eat. For ordinary people, there is no complaint any more.

So Ning Yu, the manager of Sifang Inn, was invited to the front of Jun Haogen of Beitang.

At the same time, he ordered people to prepare white porcelain bottles so that each of the relatives of the dead could put some ashes on them so that they could take them back to their hometown for burial or sacrifice.

When Ning Yu saw Jun Hao in the North Hall, he was not as afraid and submissive as others. Although his momentum was not strong, he had a kind of self-made aura. At a glance, he knew that he was not a man in the pool. "Cao min Ning Yu had seen Prince Zhan."

"I didn't order any food and materials from Sifang inn. What does shopkeeper Ning mean by this move?" Ning Yu is about twenty-five years old. He is not arrogant to Jun Hao of Beitang. It is obvious that he is not just a shopkeeper, so Jun Hao of Beitang asks directly.

Ning Yu also conceals, looks directly at the North Hall Jun Hao and says: "it's true that the king has not ordered. This time, the grass people are doing it privately, but the grass people have no malice. They just want to be able to do something in this plague."

"But why use the name of our king?" Jun Hao of the North Hall continued to ask, but his eyes toward Ning Yu became deep and sharp, with a faint anger, as if he was telling the other party that he was not a person to be provoked.

Ning Yu is not timid, tone is still not urgent, tunnel: "in order to see the war lord side."

"Bold..." Chu Liufeng stepped forward warily and protected Jun Hao of the North Hall. His hand had grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist and was ready to fight at any time.

And this Ning Yu is still standing still, but can't see any emotion on the surface.

However, Jun Hao of the North Hall appreciated it very much. After all, there were not many people who could hide themselves in front of him. So he waved his hand to indicate Chu Liufeng to step down and show his evil smile, which made Ning Yu tremble. For a moment, he regretted his recklessness.

"At the age of eight, Caomin learned to be rich, passed the first rural examination at the age of ten, and was able to join the county examination at the age of twelve. The next year, he went to Beijing to take part in the imperial examination. However, because he was powerless and powerless, he was deprived of the qualification to take part in the imperial examination and had no way to complain."

Ning Yu talked about his own experience and watched the expression of Jun Hao in the North Hall. When he saw that he was not moved by him, he murmured in his heart and hesitated to continue. When he was in a dilemma, he heard a voice and let him decide to stick to it.

"The grass-roots people have the enthusiasm and talent to serve the country, but there is no way to serve," Ning Yu finally said his purpose. "Therefore, I want to take this opportunity to ask the Lord to take in the grass-roots people and let the grass-roots people become the king's counselor."

"Ha ha..." Jun Hao of the North Hall laughed. Even Chu Liufeng learned that this is the funniest joke he has heard for so many years. "Do you think that with these materials and food outside, we can recruit you as a counselor? If so, your strategy will really open my eyes. "

Ning Yu was not in a hurry. He said in an orderly way: "the grass people know that they can't be appreciated by the king of war, and it's even more impossible for the king of war to show his intention to the grass people. But has the king of war ever thought about who can win the mountain and river under the royal power? Unify the four countries.... "

Chu Liufeng directly takes the sword and sticks the blade to Ning Yu's neck. A trace of blood red makes the atmosphere nervous.

But Ning Yu was not flustered at all, straightened his back, did not squint, and was firm with determination in his eyes.

Seeing that Chu Liufeng was about to work, Jun Hao of Beitang said, "I appreciate your courage. I hope you don't regret your behavior today."

"The grassroots will never regret it. They only hope to see the whole country and rivers in their lifetime." Ning Yu did not flinch.

Chu Liufeng put away his sword and went back to the back of Jun Hao in the North Hall. He had a heart for Ning Yu.