Chasing Husband Diary

When a man died, his body rotted and was difficult to dispose of. If it was left behind or buried alive, there would be great danger.

This strange disease is highly contagious and easy to spread, no matter the elderly or children, if it gets infected, half life will be lost. Compared with the worst plague in history, it is worse than worse, so everyone is in danger.

It is impossible to say that such a big movement did not alarm the emperor in the capital.

Officials from top to bottom of the imperial court debated endlessly about this matter, some should be managed and others should be ignored.

In order to protect themselves, a group of old people with corpses and vegetarian meals only asked the emperor to transfer money, and the refugees were not allowed to enter Beijing, and they were not allowed to leave the one-third of an acre of land.

The emperor is a waste to drive ducks to the shelves. All the sons of the first emperor died, and only he is still alive.

He is cowardly by nature, he only likes to raise birds and fight crickets, and he is also a brainless person who doesn't think about making progress. Even if he is an emperor, except for the little bit of royal blood, she doesn't even have the final say on which concubine will be lucky at night.

Courtiers let him allocate disaster relief money, so he opened the treasury and opened warehouses to release grain.

The mountain where Yufu and the others are located is located in a remote place, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the money for disaster relief has been allocated layer by layer, and it has passed through the hands of countless people, but very few have reached the hands of parents and officials, and he puts it into his purse again.

In order to cope with inspections, to save face, a few porridge sheds were built symbolically, and the grains were all old sesame seeds and rotten millet. thing.

Lying in Yinyue's arms, Yu Fu calmed down for a long time, finally accepted the cruel fact that the man had died, wiped his face, and gathered his energy to deal with the rest of the matter.

The bookboy took a clean handkerchief and handed it to him, and asked cautiously, "My lord, is the medicine still fried?"

I asked him to cook the medicine for that man before, but now the man is gone...

Yu Fu was stunned for a moment, took the handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat off his face, a gust of wind blew by, made him shivering from the cold, and his voice was a little unstable, nodded, and said softly, "Go on frying, for those in serious condition The villagers use it, don't waste the medicinal materials, we are running out of medicinal materials."

He thought for a while and then said, "I'll prescribe another prescription. You can add a few more herbs to it and try the effect. Their condition is getting worse and worse. The previous prescription may not be very effective."

"En." The book boy nodded solemnly, put away his idle manner.

The young master looked so sullen that he was still very afraid.

Seeing him worried like this, Yinyue kept frowning. When he turned around, she gently grabbed his wrist and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Yu Fu shook his head at him, with a smile uglier than crying, and said with red eyes, "Brother, I'm fine, I will definitely find a way to cure their strange illness."

The dead are dead, and the living are still waiting for him to save them.

The man's matter may be a warning sent to him by this strange disease, and he cannot procrastinate, otherwise everyone's life will be in danger.

Yinyue was silent, nodded, and said in a low voice, "Don't be brave, if you have any questions, you must tell me as soon as possible."

Yu Fu forced a smile, then walked away,

The dead body could not be kept, so he and the younger villagers lighted a fire together to burn the man's body clean, not even a single piece of clothes and cloths he had used could be left, and it was burnt to ashes. There is nothing left, erasing all traces of his existence.

He asked the book boy to boil hot water and put in the herbal medicine to cure all poisons. Everyone who touched the corpse had to wash it carefully.

After finally taking a breath, the book boy sat down on the ground, panting like a cow, looked at the busy Yufu, poured a glass of water, and asked, "Master, where is Mr. Shen? Why didn't you see him? Wasn't he with you?" Are you going to collect medicine?"

Yufu paused.

"Shen Ling?"

He was too busy to forget about this person.

And that weird Mr. Mo, mysterious, appearing and disappearing suddenly.

When he was in the cave, Mr. Shen fell into a coma for some reason, he wanted to go and have a look, but his senior brother refused to let him, and walked back without saying a word.

Strange to say, the senior brother and Mr. Shen were strangers, but when they met, they were incompatible, with a cold face, as if they didn't like Mr. Shen.

I don't know where this Mr. Shen offended his senior brother?

After getting along with each other for many days, Yu Fu felt that besides being colder, Mr. Shen was quite a good person. He talked less, did more things, and did all kinds of dirty work without a single complaint. He often urged him to eat and let him eat well. Take care of your body.

He vaguely remembered that the senior brother was holding him and walking in front, and that Mr. Mo followed behind them with his shoulders on his shoulders.

Yinyue was not happy at the beginning that they disturbed the world of the two of them, but later she was distracted by the warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, and she didn't even notice when she was lost.

"Has he not come back yet?" Yu Fu stood up from behind the desk and asked.

"No." The book boy replied, "I didn't see anyone in the afternoon. I went to find you. I wanted to ask, but you and Mr. Yue..."

He blushed and did not continue.

Yu Fu glanced at him, then thought about what happened in the afternoon, the dark room, the charming nonsense, the interrupted lingering, his face turned red in an instant, he lowered his head, coughed twice, and cleared his throat.

"I'll go ask senior brother." He put down what he was doing and walked out, intending to ask Yinyue, maybe he had met Mr. Shen.

Coincidentally, just as he was about to reach out to open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, someone walked in, didn't notice him, bumped into him, and almost knocked him down.

With a cry of surprise, he staggered and fell backwards, his feet tripped over each other, and he threw himself on the ground.

"Be careful."

It was Shen Ling who came.

In the panic, he didn't have time to think about it, he held Yu Fu's waist, stretched his hand forward and hugged him in his arms.

"Well!"

Yu Fu lost his center of gravity, waved his hands wildly in the air, grabbed his clothes wildly, and couldn't help but hook his body forward, his soft thin lips were printed on Shen Ling's side face.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

Shen Ling was also very surprised, she stood blankly, unable to let go of her hands, could not move under her feet, the wet and soft touch on her face reminded him that this was not a dream.

He hugged the person in his arms, at a close distance, looked at him quietly, and traced his face in his heart calmly.

The outline that he thought about day and night was engraved into his bones and branded in his heart, so familiar that he could draw it with his eyes closed.

The soft waist, gripped tightly, made people reluctant to let go, he closed his eyes involuntarily, approached a little bit, sniffing the faint peach blossom fragrance on Yufu's neck, recalling those memorable days in the past.

Yu Fu's heart was beating fast, and he leaned back nervously, half bent his waist down, fearing that he would not be able to avoid him.

"Shen... Mr. Shen... can you, let me go first..." Yu Fu covered his face with one hand, pushed it away, and said weakly without moving a muscle.

The two of them maintained this posture and did not separate for a long time.

All three of them were stunned, and no one spoke for a moment to break the eerie silence.

The book boy was the first to come back to his senses, yelled in surprise, covered his mouth, his fleshy cheeks were bulging with anger, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Son!"

He ran over denden, pushed Shen Ling away vigorously, his face flushed with all his strength, he took off Shen Ling's arm around Yu Fu's waist, and pulled Yu Fu out.

He stood in front of Yufu with his arms outstretched, like a chicken protecting a calf, using his thin body to protect the person behind him, staring at Shen Ling vigilantly, and said fiercely, "Say what you have to say, don't do it!" Move your feet."

Shen Ling looked at the few nail marks on the back of his hand, frowned unhappily, and gave him a cold look.

The bookboy had perfected his ability to bully others, with his hands on his hips, he looked like he knew everything, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I saw it on the first day, you clearly have something wrong with your son." If you think about it, let me tell you, get rid of that thought, my young master and young master Yue are a natural match, don't think about it, put away those crooked thoughts in your mind that shouldn't be there."

Shen Ling sneered, "You don't know anything."

Yu Fu doesn't remember the past between them, everyone has completely forgotten it, only he still keeps that poor memory as a reason to live.

"I know, I just know, I've seen people like you a lot." The book boy yelled at him with a stern face.

He couldn't help slandering, his son had too many rotten peach blossoms, and he couldn't catch up with them all. After one Mr. Mo left, Mr. Shen came again.

"Little boy! Mr. Shen just wanted to help me, don't talk nonsense, apologize to him quickly." Yu Fu was dissatisfied with his attitude, and reprimanded him somewhat severely.

"Son..."

"Apologize." Yu Fu persisted.

The book boy bit his lower lip resentfully, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice, like a mosquito urging, "I'm sorry."

Shen Ling didn't look at him, didn't say accept, but didn't refuse, leaving him alone in embarrassment.

Yu Fu said to him with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, my book boy is spoiled by me, he is ignorant, and I didn't intend to offend you. I hope you don't care about him."

"No." Shen Ling looked at him seriously, and said in a low voice, "He is your book boy, and he is sincerely looking out for you, so I won't be angry with him."

It's not true for Yu Fu to smile, and it's not true to not smile, and reminded gently, "Master Shen, there are some things, I think you may have misunderstood."

He just guessed that Shen Ling had other thoughts, he wasn't sure, and he didn't dare to speak too clearly, for fear that he was being sentimental.

But at the end of the point, looking at that person's expression, I felt that he didn't understand the meaning of what he said.

Just when he was hesitating whether to break the window paper, Shen Ling said, "Doctor Yu, there is no misunderstanding, it is what you think, but you don't have to be burdened by it, loving someone is not asking for anything in return, right now The most important thing is to find a way to cure the strange disease in the village, and you shouldn't let other things distract you from it."

Shen Ling moved a thousand catties in twos and twos, and calmly generalized his entangled problems.

Yu Fu was abducted by him, and he forgot what he cared about just now, and nodded, "Yes..."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "I came to you this time for this matter."

"Huh?" Yu Fu heard the words, turned to look at him, opened his big round eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Do you have a cure for the strange disease?"

Shen Ling nodded.

Yu Fu grabbed his arm, stared at him intently, his voice was trembling with nervousness, "Really?"

Shen Ling glanced at him holding her hand, and let his arm hang down, not only did not break free, but also made it easier for him to grasp, and then said with reason and evidence, "All things are born and restrained. It is often said in books that poisonous substances can take ten steps. Inside, there must be an antidote. The symptoms of this strange disease are so similar to poisoning. Instead of being trapped on this mountain and using various methods to no avail, then we should go down the mountain and go to the village to find the source of the disease and find the cause of the disease. If there is a reason, then there must be a clue to cure the disease.”

"Going down the mountain..." Yufu hesitated.

Three years ago, a wandering monk passed by here, made a divination for him, and left a proverb that within three years, he must not go down the mountain, otherwise, bloody disasters will continue.

He didn't believe it at first, but when he went down the mountain to consult the villagers that day, he broke his leg and didn't get out of bed for more than a month.

Some words have to be believed.

Yinyue wouldn't let him go down the mountain, and neither would Master.

This year is exactly the third year.