Chuqianmo left to listen to spring, assisted the two imperial doctors, and Zhang Jinyan sent people together to maintain the order of the patients in the broken temple, appease their emotions, and distribute drugs.

She followed Zhang Jinyan out of the temple gate, got on the carriage, and set out all the way to the north of Hecheng.

About an hour later, although the carriage had not stopped, it could feel the uproar of people. If you listen carefully, it was the curse of people's resentment.

Chu Qian Mo opened a crack in the curtain of the carriage, and found that the officers and soldiers standing outside two circles, one circle inside, wearing armor and holding shields, although they all looked solemn, but in the face of the indignant people, they were at a loss. They were pushed askew by the people, and they stood straight again. Although they also had sullen faces, they were not easy to attack.

The officers and men in the outer circle, each with a spade in his hand, followed the officers and men in the inner circle. The people in front stepped back, and they also stepped back. The people in front walked forward, and they also walked forward, but each hung his head.

Presumably, the plague is a natural disaster, but now the families of the victims who died of the plague are forced not to collect or bury them in person, or even close to them. Moreover, they are buried in a collective way. If they want to have a memorial ceremony in the future, they will not be able to do so.

In this era, it should be a big taboo, so although those officers and men are carrying out tasks, they are not straightforward.

"The plague is highly contagious. If it is not buried, more people will suffer. As the closest people to the dead, you are the first to be infected."

"Even if you don't think about others, you have to think about yourself, the children of the dead and your brothers and sisters, don't you?"?! Each family member who cooperates will receive a pension of five Liang silver, which is compensated by the government. "

"Plague is highly contagious..."

Chuqianmo got out of the car and found that on the highest slope beside the pit that Zhang Jinyan had dug, a middle-aged man in his forties was repeating his words over and over again. His voice was hoarse, and his lips had split white and subtle under the hot sun.

On his face, shoulders and body, all of them were rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs. Although he was in a mess, he didn't mean to stop. He explained to the people again and again.

This man, whom Chu Qianmo met yesterday, is the only reliable doctor in the eyes of the people in Hecheng.

This is also an important reason why he did not go to the temple to help deal with the plague and was sent here.

"Thanks to you being a doctor in Hecheng, can we even ignore the bones of our parents, brothers and sisters because we are afraid of infection?"

"Thank you for saying that."

"He Cheng scum!"

"Get out of Hecheng."

"No matter how much money we give, we will not insult our ancestors for our own self-interest."

“……”

The public's curse is getting louder and louder, and the vegetable leaves and eggs in their hands are thrown to Wuzuo wave after wave with the excited shouts.

He turned his head and saw Zhang Jinyan and the imperial envoy come over. He looked at them with a bitter face for help.

As soon as Zhang Jinyan saw these scenes, he turned to the chuqianmo and said, "imperial envoy, you'd better hand it over to the next official. You'd better go back to the temple first..."

In the past two days, Zhang Jinyan saw Chu Qianmo's determination to control the plague, and he was convinced in medical skills. However, the current situation is out of control. If the imperial envoy had three strengths and two weaknesses, he would not be able to explain them.

"If the whole family is infected to death, then they are worthy of their ancestors and do not disgrace them?" Before Zhang Jinyan's words were finished, the figure had already stood beside Wuzuo. The cold voice sounded. It was not a cry, but a moment of silence in the crowd.

Ya Shuang hurried to Chu Qian Mo and took half a step, worried that someone would treat Chu Qian Mo like he did.

"Who are you? Why do you care about our affairs in Hecheng? " The first reaction came from an old woman, who walked forward two steps tremblingly, but looking at Chu Qian Mo, her eyes were shining with cold light, and the rotten vegetable leaves in her hands were half frozen in the air.

Chu Qian Mo has noticed this old woman for a long time. Although she is old, she is obviously a leader. Just now, as long as other people have half a reaction to what she did, she must start a new story. She has always been a fish in the net.

"I'm the imperial envoy sent by the emperor to control the plague. If you cooperate actively, I will keep the number of people who died in vain in Hecheng to a minimum." Chuqianmo raised his voice. The coldness of the voice made the impetuous people gradually calm down in the hot and dry weather. Then he looked at the imperial envoy. Although he was young, he said he was very confident and had some expectations in his heart.

"The number of people dying from the plague is increasing every day. Don't think that you can fool me by acting casually. I will never allow you to bury my son's body like this. " The old woman was stunned for a while, and then she looked at the chuqianmo angrily, but at last, she cried.

"Granny, you're the only one left at home, aren't you?" Chu Qian Mo's voice softened a little, but the pure light in Mou Guang still made people dare not underestimate. The mother-in-law didn't seem to have any malice, but she was determined to keep her son's body even after she died. It must be because she had nothing to worry about in the world and wanted to go to the spring with her son“ What does that have to do with it! " My wife wiped her tears and looked back at the chuqianmo“ Mother in law, I understand the grief of your white haired man sending the black haired man, and I also understand the sadness of your going with your son. But the 300000 people in Hecheng have brothers and sisters to help, parents to be filial, and children to support. They can't be irresponsible for their own lives. " Although Chu Qian Mo is talking to her mother-in-law, the voice is to ensure that everyone around can hear it, and whispers will ring soon“ What do you mean? Why do you call me a sinner in Hecheng! I just want to leave a whole corpse for my dead son and send him to the end. Am I wrong? " The old woman burst into tears. The people, who had just been touched in their hearts, frowned again by the sad cry“ Old man, although you are old and rare, I can see clearly just now that you have a great influence on the people of Hecheng. If you take the lead and set an example, although you have no family, you have indirectly prevented more people from being infected in Hecheng. You have accumulated good fortune, which is equivalent to your son's accumulated good fortune. " Chu Qian Mo said coarsely.