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The pain oozes from the cracks in the bones, travels along the blood, and climbs through the blood vessels.Song Nanping dismounted quickly, half-knelt beside Xun Zhui, carefully lifted Xun Zhui's upper body, and let his head rest on her thigh.

Xun Zhui stared at Jin Xing, consciously scolding Song Nanping countless times in his heart.

I don't know if it's a crime, as long as he leaves the palace, he bumps everywhere, thinking about it, Xun Zhui's eyes are darkened and he is quite desperate.

Song Nanping felt Xunzhui's pulse, and when he saw that Xunzhui was about to faint, he immediately clasped Xunzhui's chin with his right hand, put his thumb in the crowd and pinched it down hard.Xun Zhui suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Song Nanping's wrist. His back hurt so much that he gasped, and said with difficulty, "Let go."

"Don't talk, check the pulse first." Song Nanping said.

Xun Zhui's fingertips were trembling in pain, Song Nanping took peppermint oil from the medicine box and gently rubbed his acupuncture points, it took Xun Zhui a while to find his voice again.

"How is it?" Song Nanping asked.

Xun Zhui nodded, Song Nanping put away the peppermint oil, "Is there any discomfort in your body recently?"

Xun Zhui has never been comfortable since she was a child, so naturally Xun Zhui can't say that.But even if he didn't say anything, Song Nanping knew everything when he got his pulse.

Song Nanping sighed, "You..."

"It's okay." Xun Zhui could clearly see his body trembling, but his nerves couldn't feel it at all.

Xun Zhui supported Song Nanping's forearm and slowly tried to stand up.

But before he could stand up completely, his calf gave way and immediately fell into Song Nanping's arms, and Song Nanping held him tightly.Xun Zhui lowered his head, grasped the air with his left hand, and then slowly let go.

Song Nanping wanted to laugh inexplicably, doctors dislike disobedient patients the most, and those like Xunzhui can almost be included in his blacklist.

"I'll take you back to the hospital." Song Nanping said.

The place where the explosion just happened was facing south, Xun Zhui pondered for a moment and immediately said: "No, go to the place where the explosion happened first."

"How are you sure it was an explosion?" Song Nanping asked back, "Maybe it was just a firecracker."

Xun Zhui frowned and taunted you in a mentally retarded tone, "Is there black smoke from your firecrackers?"

Before Song Nanping could speak, there was another roar that was exactly the same as before, this time it was louder than the last time.

All right, Song Nanping discouraged, "I'll help you."

The time it took for the fast horse to arrive was several times longer because Xun Zhui fell off the horse.Hanging the carriage on the horse again, Xunzui rested in the carriage, while Song Nanping was driving the horse outside, and opened the curtain from time to time to check the situation of Xunzui, for fear that something might happen to Xunzui again.

Xun Zhui sat in the carriage and didn't stop thinking. He was too far away, and all he saw when he went up to the roof was black smoke rising into the sky.The houses and buildings are separated by layers, and the roads are stretched one by one. What he can see is already reduced by an unknown number of times.The scene must have been more tragic than what he had seen, and the explosion in the artillery room authorized by the imperial court was nothing more than that.

The closer he was to the explosion site, and the countless shops that Xun Zhui had seen before his eyes, the guessing in his heart became clearer and clearer.

He didn't continue to look outside the carriage, and the carriage gradually filled with the smell of burning gunpowder.

When the concentration reached its peak, Song Nanping's voice sounded: "It's here."

"How is it?" Xun chased a little closer to the entrance of the carriage.

Song Nanping was silent for a long time before he said complicatedly, "Come out and see for yourself."

Through the curtain, Xun Zhui could vaguely hear the screams of men and women, but not so clearly.He likes to be quiet, and all the carriages he uses have thickened diaphragms. Unless he listens carefully to the noise outside, it is difficult to detect all kinds of sounds.But because of this, riding in a carriage in summer is much hotter than ordinary carriages, and while gaining a certain benefit, you have to give up another kind of comfort.

Soon three slender fingers stretched out from the carriage, gently hooked the door curtain, and then a head wearing a bamboo hat appeared.

Xun Zhui opened the door curtain, and all the emotions from the outside world invaded in front of him.

It was a cry he had never heard before, mixed with despair, with countless resentments, and even heart-piercing.There are the majestic voices of adult men, and the gentle voices of young girls, all of which turned into wails and circled together, drifting where the black smoke drifted.

The houses on the entire street were emitting black smoke, and everywhere they reached were charred wood chips blown up by artillery fire, as well as scattered vegetation.The beams exposed on the outside of the street made a crackling sound of blending with the fire, and all the straw covering the roof turned into fly ash, which danced in the wind and fell on the heads of countless wounded, dirtying their hands.The injured civilians were unable to move, and could only be trampled by those who were still in a hurry to escape.Taking advantage of the situation to rob property, those who steal undamaged supplies frantically pack everything into their pockets.They had ferocious smiles on their faces, and their eyes were red with excitement.

Xun Zhui said softly, "Doctor Song, guess what this place is."

Song Nanping didn't wait for Xunzhui's reply, he jumped out of the carriage with the medicine box in his arms, and rushed into the crowd as fast as he could.

The young man's clear voice sounded slowly.

"A pharmacy for distributing anti-plague medicines."

The place that should have been filled with the fragrance of medicine and the hope of the suffering people, left only despair.

Where did the battalion go?

Xun Zhui let out a muffled laugh, not only the patrol battalion, but where is Kang Qingjun?

Even he has arrived, why haven't those people who are watching the capital's every move rushed up yet.

Song Nanping's white clothes were particularly obvious in the crowd, and his chasing eyes followed him. He saw Song Nanping find a young man who was holding gauze in his hand.The two of them didn't know what to say, and soon left together.The person who met Song Nanping might also be a doctor, Xun recalled.

If you want to blow up here, the gunpowder used must not be counted in twos. The imperial court has strict restrictions on gunpowder, and every month the gunhouse must go through layers of checks. If the gunpowder is to flow out, it can only be a small part.Gunpowder circulates on the black market, but it is very expensive, and it is too wasteful to blow up an entire medicine warehouse.

Xun Zhui sat quietly by the carriage, numb to the sound of crying, only then did he see the army slowly approaching in the distance, the flag was the blue flag of Kang Qing Army.

It's not the kind of blue that normal people perceive, it's a grayish blue that can be firmly remembered just by looking at it.

The blue flag is embroidered with a gold border, and the three vigorous characters of Kang Qingjun are embroidered in it. It is said that these three characters were designed by a famous artist.

Xun Zhui, who took the lead, didn't know him. He was a bald-headed, strong man.The big man led the team to the first bombing site, waved his hands and shouted: "Hurry up! Bring out the people! Those who are not injured should be treated as wounded! Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor here!"

The white-clothed man was closest to the burly man, but he didn't move at all, even the young man who followed him to treat the refugees ignored him.But soon a middle-aged man who was clearly dressed as an imperial doctor from the imperial hospital came up to him, and the burly man immediately stopped directing and turned his head to discuss with him.

Even the common people don't believe in the army, Xun Zhui never expected this scene to happen.

It made him feel angry when he looked at it, but he also found it really funny.

Young people like Song Nanping ignored it because they were angry.It is the duty of the imperial physician of the imperial hospital to greet him, and someone must come forward to negotiate.

The suffering people were divided into three groups, and after a simple diagnosis and treatment by the doctors, they were classified into those who were slightly injured, those who were seriously injured, and those who were healthy.The treatment of minor injuries was postponed, and the treatment of serious injuries was given priority. Healthy people helped the army to carry the medicines that had not been blown up.

After waiting for a long time, the smell of gunpowder dissipated a bit, and the smell of burning medicine seemed to come up one after another.

For some reason, Xun Zhui's thoughts of watching the excitement come alive, and he gradually realizes that this is a medicine storehouse for curing the plague.

Where does the medicine come from?Where does the money for the medicine come from?

It was all the things he approved for the disaster relief money in exchange for it!

He pinched the hem of his clothes, kicked the ruts again, his mood of watching the show disappeared, and then came his heartache and his burning anger.

Xun Zhui covered his face with both hands and rubbed vigorously twice, then climbed back into the car to find water to drink.After drinking a small bag of water, he held the water bag under his chin and put it on his knees, thinking about what to do next.

Kang Qingjun came late, and he was worried that he would not be convicted before, but now he is rushing to show his flaws, which is really a blessing in disguise.

The price is heavy, the real priceless price.

The real money from the treasury was approved, in exchange for gunpowder and medicinal herbs hovering and flying.

Xun Zhui got out of the carriage again, before he could jump off, the sky darkened in front of him, and someone stood in his way.

It was two soldiers, one of them said: "Your carriage has been requisitioned temporarily, get off!"

Xun Zhui didn't respond, they thought that Xun Zhui didn't understand and said again: "Under special circumstances, your carriage is temporarily requisitioned by us, please leave your name and address, and you will receive it according to the registration list when the time comes."

After listening, Xun chased and shook his head slowly.

The soldier said impatiently, "Get out of the car!"

"If we don't cooperate, we can only..." Before the other soldier finished speaking, he was blocked by the object thrown by Xun.

Xun Zhui casually smashed the token of the Forbidden Army from Chu Yang onto the soldier's face.

The little soldier didn't see clearly that it was a token, and thought that Xun Zhui would not cooperate, so he grabbed Xun Zhui's shoulder and wanted to drag Xun Zhui out of the car, Xun Zhui quickly backed away, and knocked off his hand with his saber.

Taking advantage of the little soldier not paying attention, he put the scabbard on the carriage, grabbed the frame of the carriage with his right hand, and rolled over to the roof of the carriage.

Xun Zhui was condescending, and the soldiers were completely irritated by him. One of them held the horse, and the other was about to get into the cart, but was stopped by another voice.

"What are you doing!"

It was just Xun Zhui who first saw the burly man leading the team. The big man picked up the token that was thrown on the ground, and after seeing the pattern clearly, he raised it with both hands respectfully and said, "I don't know which lord it is. If you are not strict with your subordinates, you will be offended."

Xun Zhui hooked the spike of flowers on the token with the tip of the sword, tilted the blade slightly, and took the token back into his arms.

For foreign soldiers, the imperial guards guarding the imperial city obviously had a higher status.

It was inconvenient for Xun Zhui to speak, so he just shook his head.The burly man is also a smart person, so he immediately asked, "What instructions does your lord have?"

Xun Zhui pointed at the two soldiers with his index finger, and the burly man immediately kicked them over, "Go back and receive the punishment!"

The little soldier didn't dare to show his anger, and didn't dare to get up. He kowtowed in a kneeling posture, "Thank you for your life! Thank you for your life!"

Most of the Forbidden Army are highly experienced, selected elites from various local military camps or masters of the rivers and lakes. This is the first time I have seen such a young and strong man.

Xun Zhui nimbly returned to the ground from the roof of the carriage, and circled around the three people with his hands behind his back. In fact, he didn't see what the three people looked like. He was wearing a bamboo hat to see that everyone was all white, and he could vaguely recognize the facial features. Not bad.

Song Nanping finally got away and ran back, just like the momentum he jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the crowd, grabbed Xunzhui's shoulder and said, "No, there are too few medicinal materials!"

Xun Zhui looked at Song Nanping's black and white cat-like face, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You come with me, and I will take you to fetch it."

Song Nanping nodded, "Wait a minute, I'll get the list, who are these people?"

Xun Zhui put his hands on Song Nanping's shoulder blades and pushed him forward, "It's not a human, you go and come back quickly."

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I don’t know why the ellipsis has been typed incorrectly. It seems that the previous chapters also have this problem. I will change it when I have time.