There was an accident in Bian Licheng. The people seemed to have a plague and had a fever. At first, they thought it was a general fever. However, with the passage of time, the drugs for treating fever in Bian Licheng were sold out in only one day, and the people in the family began to have the symptoms of fever from the old people and children, Nearly ordinary people have such symptoms. In only half a day, the people in the city realize the seriousness of the problem. However, it is rumored among all the people that this is a symptom of the scourge. It is a scourge that the heaven is not satisfied with King Jing's killing and abuse too much and let the people bear it.

Su Yunchu frowned unceasingly. At the same time, he also understood that this was the future trouble left by Beiliang.

Listening to someone's report, Murong yuan tightly closed his thin lips and tightened his eyebrows into a line, "when did this happen?"

The visitor only reported, "today, a large-scale fever appeared, which made the people suspect that there was a plague."

Su Yunchu said, "just fever? No other symptoms?"

"Not yet."

Su Yunchu nodded silently. Then he said, "where are the soldiers? Have there been such situations?"

The man shook his head. "No."

Su Yunchu frowned and listened to the visitor continue to report the situation in the city. After the visitor left, Su Yunchu held his forehead and sighed.

Murong yuan ignored Su Yunchu and put his hands on Su Yunchu's forehead. Scholars usually massage Su Yunchu's head.

Su Yun didn't stop him at first, but leaned lightly in his arms.

Murong yuan's movements were gentle, but his strength was moderate. "Ah Chu, don't worry."

Su Yunchu only tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, but he was speechless.

The soldiers in the army have nothing to do, but it is the people in the city who have something to do. How good this chess game is. Without being incited by words, the people can directly point the spearhead at the Northern Expedition army. As soon as the scourge said, it should be the words of the people left in Bian Licheng in Beiliang to incite the people.

In the afternoon, Murong yuan and Su Yunchu went to the city to have a look. There were still some people pointing out. Not all the people pointed their spears at the Northern Expedition army, but as long as there were people, the array would expand a little.

Su Yunchu and murongyuan walked in the street. Looking at the people's look, they remembered the historical records. During King Li Zhou's period, the prohibition of slander was particularly fierce. The people didn't dare to say much, but could only follow the way.

Thinking so, she smiled bitterly and told Murong yuan the origin of this road.

Murong yuan felt something in his heart, "ah Chu, the people are the most easily used. That's what you said. The people are the water, the king is the boat, and the water can carry the boat or overturn the boat."

They all know this.

Today, Su Yunchu came out to see how the people's fever symptoms are.

Just at this time, a man ran out of the street, "Wang San, go back quickly. Your mother is hot and vomiting."

The people around heard the noise and turned to look at Wang San, who was still setting up a stall in the street.

When Wang Sanyi heard this, he didn't care about anything. He hurried to follow him. "When I came out this morning, my mother was still fine. At this moment, how did she get hot and vomit."

He followed anxiously and called his people back, talking in his mouth.

The people on the street shook their heads when they heard this scene. Someone had laughed and talked, "I've done evil. Bian Licheng has been in the city for so many years. I didn't expect that... The army just came in and became like this."