[Three Kingdoms] Xinghan

After returning to Caoyun Garden.

Yang Zhen has already finished what he explained and is waiting in the mansion.

Ling Han asked: "Have all the prescriptions been sent out?"

Yang Zhen clasped his fists and said, "It's all over. Tao Qian and the prefects wrote back to say that they did what His Highness ordered earlier. I think this time after they receive the prescription, they will immediately order it to be used by all the medical centers in the city."

Ling Han nodded.

That night, it really was a good night's sleep.

On the second day, Ling Han was about to go out to visit Guo Jia, when there were snowflakes in the sky.

"Your Highness." Yang Zhen said, "Let's add another warm robe."

Ling Han nodded, and let the other party put a thick robe on his back, before leaving the mansion.

Guo Jia's house is arranged in the south of Caoyun Garden, not far away, corresponding to Yuqing Garden in geographical location, named Fufeng Garden.

The difference is that there is a lake in the garden, and there is a small pavilion in the center of the lake.

Ling Han knew that Guo Jia loved drinking, so he specially arranged such a courtyard.

When he arrived, Guo Jia was leaning on the railing in the pavilion, looking at the blue waves of a lake, drinking quietly.

There are no servants around.

Ling Han asked Yang Zhen to stay where he was, and walked to the small pavilion alone.

When he was about to arrive, he called out, "Feng Xiao."

Hearing this, Guo Jia slowly tilted his head, his movements a little slow.

The tone of the speech was even more drunk: "His Royal Highness is coming."

"The epidemic is so severe, His Highness should live in the mansion in peace."

Ling Han saw that his face was flushed, and he was already slightly drunk.

Seeing that he was not wearing winter clothes and his figure was thin in the heavy snow, he took off his robe.

"Feng Xiao is not in good health, but be careful not to catch a cold."

Ling Han said, and put the thick warm robe on Guo Jia.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me the clothes."

Guo Jia stared at Ling Han earnestly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes raised slightly, in this lonely heavy snow, his eyes were full of affection.

Ling Han shook his head, both amused and helpless.Xindao, people who are drunk really have no scruples.

but--

He sighed lightly.

With the current epidemic like this, probably only a casual person like Guo Jia can drink and have fun so recklessly.

There are snow, lakes, pavilions and wine. A slightly drunk person should have an extremely romantic poetic flavor.

For a person like myself, if he can't put aside worldly affairs for a while, staying here will destroy the artistic conception.

After reading this, he said his farewell: "I will not disturb Feng Xiao's elegant mood. It's just that this wine is pleasant to drink, but it will hurt the body if drunk too much. Feng Xiao should not be greedy for drinking."

Guo Jia took another sip before clasping his fists and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, and send you off with respect."

After doing this, he returned to the posture before Ling Han arrived, leaning on the railing and looking at the lake, not knowing what he was looking at.

It wasn't until Ling Han reached Yang Zhen's position that the two of them were about to leave their sight completely, and Guo Jia turned his head again, staring intently at Ling Han's back.

Epidemics and troubled times are catastrophes for the common people.The former cannot be predicted, but the latter can end.

It was another day of heavy snowfall. I don't know how many people will die without anyone knowing on such a day.

Only with long-term peace can they usher in real peace.

May you bring them such peace, Your Highness.

In the distance, Yang Zhen muttered, "Why did His Highness take off his robe?"

As he spoke, he wanted to untie his coat.

Ling Han stopped and said: "No need."

"Let's go back to the mansion, and then go to the brother's place to have a look."

They went back to Caoyun Garden to add a new robe, and the two of them walked out of the city.

Zhao Yun should be leading soldiers to deal with the dead bodies outside the city at this moment.

This is a task that is very likely to conflict with the common people, so he entrusts this task to Zhao Yun, the most prestigious general among the generals.

Outside the city of Donghai County.

On a wasteland to the west, hundreds of corpses were neatly piled up.And several feet away, hundreds of civilians gathered in one place, clamoring for an explanation.

Zhao Yun brought dozens of soldiers and did not allow them to get close to the corpse.

In the era of paying attention to the death of the dead and the peace of the earth, it is very difficult to burn corpses on a large scale.

The first wave of corpses did not cause too much trouble because of the majesty of the army and the swiftness of their movements.

Zhao Yun only made it clear that this was to prevent the further spread of the epidemic, and did not come up with the words "pray to heaven" or "wash away the dirt", and the burning work was successfully completed, and no one had the courage to step forward to question the army's approach.

But the snow fell so unluckily.

Both handling and ignition will become difficult.In addition, there was a wave of burning before, and the civilians had enough time to know the news: the army would burn all those who died of illness.

After the second wave of corpses were transported outside the city, a group of people gathered together to protest against the practice of burning the corpses.

The truth is that the law does not blame the public, and the various government orders that Ling Han has implemented during this period of time have also increased their courage to a certain extent.

Because they knew Zhao Yun, the legendary white-clothed swordsman who could be as powerful as a thousand horses, they didn't dare to really rush forward.

But they also gathered together to prevent the soldiers from burning their relatives.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Yun did not dare to act rashly.

Whether it is conflict with civilians or forcible burning in front of them, it will greatly damage the hearts of the people.

When Ling Han arrived, he saw such a scene of two confronting each other and making noise.

All the soldiers under his command wore masks, but in order to block the common people in the form of a human wall, all of them leaned close together.

As for the rioters, most of them didn't even wear masks at all.

When the soldiers saw King Changsha, they all saluted: "Your Highness."

Zhao Yun also cupped his hands: "Your Highness."

The previous chaos prevented most of the people from noticing Ling Han's arrival. Seeing the movement of the army, they all fell silent.

A group of people knelt and saluted one after another with different movements.

Ling Han frowned, and shouted loudly: "This king has made a strict order that everyone, no matter who they are, must wear a mask and keep a distance when they go out of the house. Each of you, do you take this king's words as wind, or do you want to Rebellion?"

Hearing such angry shouts, many people in the crowd began to tremble.

Obviously, the majesty of the Tian family and the title of King of Changsha are slightly higher than that of the swordsman in white.

There was a moment of silence in the snow, and a young man who had not yet married boldly said: "Your Highness, it doesn't matter if the villain is imprisoned. But the villain can't just watch my mother die and not rest in peace."

Ling Han stared at him steadfastly, without shifting his gaze, but asked Zhao Yun beside him: "Zhao Zilong, didn't you explain the whole story to them?"

Zhao Yun knelt down and said: "If you go back to His Highness, you never did. It's the fault of the last general."

Ling Han sighed silently in his heart, knowing that his senior brother felt sorry for him, but he still said firmly: "Go back and get twenty army sticks by yourself."

"Yes."

Ling Han looked at the hundreds of civilians in front of him again and said: "At this moment when the epidemic is endangering the whole city, if you don't wear masks, you have committed a serious crime. I think that you are for the sake of your dead relatives, this time You will not be imprisoned. But you are not allowed to go home, and you must obey the arrangement and be quarantined for five days. You can only go back if you are not sick."

"As for your relatives. Your body is infected with serious diseases and epidemics, and your soul is covered with dust. Even if you enter the soil, you will not be at peace. Not only will you not be at peace, but your soul will remain in the underworld after death, unable to leave for a long time, and enduring endless suffering .”

Hearing such remarks, everyone couldn't help opening their eyes wide, looking left and right, at a loss.

Apparently, the consequences frightened them.

Ling Han said again: "As the royal family of the Han Dynasty, this king will fast for two days, praying to heaven to wash away their sins. The fire that burns the corpses is not an ordinary fire, but a heavenly fire with a royal air. The heavenly fire will burn Do all the dirt on them so that they can be reincarnated."

After saying this, Ling Han felt as if he was a missionary.

Among the crowd, some were stunned, while others were skeptical.

Seeing this, Ling Han snorted: "Could it be that this king will still deceive you?"

This statement is indeed very reasonable.

In their view, the king of Changsha is so honorable that there is no need to lie for a group of humble people like them.

See no one speaks.

Ling Han ordered: "Come here, light the fire, burn it!"

The soldiers started to move.

There was another commotion among the crowd.

Ling Han said in time: "After the burning of these corpses is completed, this king will go to Qingfeng Temple, fast for two days, and pray for them. If anyone still doesn't believe this king, they can stand up now."

The flames lit up and burned more and more intensely, gradually reflecting the heavy snow and the sky red.

But there was no voice of opposition.

Ling Han quietly watched the flames burn all the corpses, leaving only a few broken bones, and then ordered the soldiers: "Bury the remaining bones properly."

He turned his head to look at the people and said, "This king has a lot to say, and now he is going to Qingfengguan. If someone doesn't believe it...you need to be isolated, so you can't go. But of course there are people in the city who can see it, so you can ask."

With that said, he lifted his foot and left.

Behind him, Zhao Yun led the soldiers to organize the people to isolate, and Yang Zhen immediately followed.

When he arrived at Qingfeng Temple, Ling Han lit incense and knelt on the cattail mat.

Kneeling is most of the afternoon.

When night fell, Yang Zhen said: "Your Highness, there is no one else. You can get up and rest for a while."

Ling Han shook his head and said: "Since I promised them, I must do it seriously."

Yang Zhen said in surprise: "Does Your Highness really plan to fast for two days?"

It's so cold now, and His Highness has been so tired these few days, if he doesn't eat or drink for two days, how can his body bear it?

Ling Han thought he was wordy, and was also afraid that he would shake his determination to fast, so he ordered: "Get out."

"Your Highness?"

"go out!"

Yang Zhen cupped his hands unwillingly: "Yes."

Ling Han closed his eyes and clasped his hands together.

He didn't know why he traveled through time, nor did he know whether there were ghosts and gods in the world.

At this moment, he just wanted to pray purely for those who died in the plague.

Ling Han didn't think there was any problem with those deceitful words in the afternoon.

As the lord of Xuzhou, under the banner of heavenly fire to dispel evil, he burned the corpses that died of the plague.

Although he deceived the uneducated civilians, he was at ease and justified.

However, that doesn't mean he thinks he's entirely right.

"I hope you have a good journey. If there is an afterlife, you should be born in Taiping, free from disasters and diseases, and not suffer this kind of suffering again."

The night was getting darker.

Zhao Yun also rushed over after completing the last burning work of the day.

The two stood quietly outside the gate of Qingfeng Temple, one on the left and the other on the right.