After being exiled, she carried an arsenal of weapons and went crazy in ancient times.

Chapter 169

According to the plan just said, Murong Qingyang was going to write a distress letter for Yuanling County, and sent someone to Luozhou to ask King Anping for help, so the three of them parted ways for the time being.

Murong Qingyang and Nan Jin went to the study, and Murong Qin had nothing to do, so he decided to go to the city gate to take a look first.

Since yesterday's notice was posted at the Yamen, the plague has been known to everyone, and the people in the city are panicked, and there are basically no people on the streets.

Now that I learned the news that the state government had sent people to come, many people who had come to inquire about the news suddenly appeared on the streets where there were no pedestrians, and a small window was opened in the originally closed doors of the streets on both sides, and many heads poked out and looked up cautiously, with a happy face.

It's just that what they don't know yet is that this time it brought them not hope, but disaster.

Outside the city gate at this time, 20,000 soldiers wearing armor and carrying weapons were all majestic, holding their heads high, and from a distance, they were like black clouds pressing down, which was very magnificent.

Directly in front, a middle-aged man in silver armor rode a tall horse, with a long and bulky knife hanging from his waist, sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, and a square face with a hint of gloom and anger.

This person is Qiu Hai's uncle and Qiu Tong, the general in charge of Yongzhou's soldiers and horses.

"Why hasn't the guy surnamed Hu from Yuanling County come yet? Don't you don't take General Ben in your eyes? You go and send someone to urge you to pass on the prefect's order as soon as possible, General Ben is very busy, but he can't help but delay it again and again. Qiu Tong looked into the distance with heavy eyes and snorted coldly.

The guards answered, and hurried towards the city gate with the people.

An adjutant general behind him stepped forward and said hesitantly

, "General Qiu, there are tens of thousands of people in the county, and they are all the people of Daling... Wouldn't it be cruel for us to set fire to the city?

"Or else? Do you want to feel the plague too? Or, if the plague spreads, you will bear the consequences? "

If the plague spreads to other state capitals, the imperial court will be held accountable, not only the officials of the state capital, but also the generals who are responsible for guarding them.

Just like the plague broke out in the thirteen southern states seven years ago, the emperor was furious and killed a large number of officials despite the dissuasion of the ministers.

The adjutant general's face changed, obviously remembering the lessons of the past, and said solemnly, "What the general said is that his subordinates are too worried.

Qiu Tong glanced at him expressionlessly, and said lightly

, "Act according to the plan, surround all the people, and don't forget those in the village, if there are fish that slip through the net, General Ben will ask you."

The adjutant general hurriedly responded, "My subordinates will go now."

Qiu Tong looked at the slightly dilapidated city gate in the distance, and his eyes flashed.

The lieutenant general walked up to the army and made a gesture.

The 20,000 Yongzhou troops scattered like a tide, and soon, the entire Yuanling county was already surrounded.

When Murong Qin arrived, the city gate had been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and she stood in a remote corner where no one was paying attention, watching Hu Changping and the people sent by Qiu Tong talking through the thick city gate.

Hu Changping's face seemed to be quite unsightly, he was always gentle on weekdays, and he was arguing with the person outside with an angry face.

It's just that everyone was a little far away, and after all, they didn't hear what they were talking about, and in the end, Hu Changping returned to the county office with a deep face in front of everyone.

I don't know who leaked the news, but within half an hour after Hu Xian Ling came into contact with Qiu Tong's people at the gate, the news that the 20,000 Yongzhou troops were about to burn the city spread throughout the city.

The people of the city went from full of hope to hell in an instant, and the whole city was filled with thick cries of panic and despair.

At this time, in the county office, Hu Changping was talking to everyone with a sad face about Qiu Tong's meaning, "... There were only three days, and if the plague could not be resolved, they would have to do it after three days. "

Everyone in the council hall is concerned, and they can still say that they are guessing before, but today at this point, the last trace of luck in their hearts is gone.

Master Fan's face was full of anger,

"Three days? How can three days cure the plague? Even a miracle doctor is probably enough to choke, right?

"Not only that, in such a short period of time, it is not enough to go to Luozhou for help, this Qiu Tong is simply too deceitful!" This is clearly not giving us a chance to live!

Master Xu gritted his teeth, "My lord, it's all a death anyway, why don't we fight with them in three days!" Although the old man is old, he will always have some use.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the house, and a small official said in a low voice

, "They have 20,000 soldiers and horses, we don't have anything, what do we fight?" Isn't it the same to die? "

Yes! If you let nature go, the people in the city will not be able to escape, and neither will they, not to mention that some of their family members will not be able to escape if they are infected with the plague.

But if they fight to the death, they don't seem to have any capital, is it really heaven to kill them?

Murong Qin swept around the hall, but only found Liu Xiancheng's figure, Nan Jin seemed to know what she thought, and nodded lightly.

This Liu Xiancheng, sure enough, it's him! At this time, the effort should have been reported to the outside of the city.

Seeing that everyone's mood was getting lower and lower, she said

, "There are still three days left, if the plague in the city is cured, everything will be solved, it is enough!"

"However, this morning, the official came to report that the situation on the other side of the house has not only not improved, but has become more serious, since yesterday, more than 30 people have died of illness, more than ten more than the sum of the previous two days..."

Murong Qin frowned and said, "Uncle Hu, what I used over there is the prescription I took out yesterday?"

At the mention of this stubble, Hu Changping showed a hint of embarrassment, and waved everyone away before apologetically

, "I did send the prescription of His Royal Highness to the boil yesterday, but the two masters of Xuanyuan Temple had doubts about it, so..."

Murong Qin suddenly understood.

No wonder Uncle Hu has been in a dilemma, it turns out that it is because of this.

However, it is no wonder that the recipe she came up with was indeed a little difficult for the doctors of Daling to accept, especially since it was also mixed with medicinal materials that had never been available in the pharmacy.

The so-called art industry has a specialty, even if Hu Changping is a county order, those few prescriptions are not enough to convince those doctors.