Wei Yangmou

Han Yan's discovery was completely bad news, and immediately made it urgent to move these victims out of the city.

The sudden silence of the crowd made Han Yan a little inexplicable, but at this time it was obvious that everything had to be in the back row. It would be fine if those people just had a high fever, but they all crawled out of the pile of dead people, just in case...

The consequences could be disastrous.

The doctors braved the rain to diagnose and treat the victims, but no one was willing to let them take their pulse at such an obviously ominous time, and everyone's attitudes showed fear and panic.

Dr. He tried to comfort her with gentle words for a long time, but still found nothing. The inexplicably long-lasting rain lasted for a whole night, but after the night passed, no one was willing to stretch out his hand.

Dr. He was exhausted, his voice became very hoarse due to persuasion all night, and the volume of his speech was almost non-existent, it sounded all breathy, like the sound of wind blowing.

"So what if you just hide? How long can you last? Your Highness won't drive you away. You have to cherish your own lives. What's the benefit of procrastinating? Take medicine..."

He coughed and was completely speechless, only looking at these people who were very warm to him a few days ago with sad eyes.

Those people lowered their heads, they couldn't believe this young doctor.

Doctor He was sent back to the palace. Wei Zifu was very angry when he heard it, and he took a sword to arrest those who were sick.

Han Yan stopped her, thinking, the gentle and charming girl in her previous life was really different from this person in front of her.

"This matter can't be rough, it's easy to do. In this way, find a few people to mix in, as long as there are early birds, more people will follow suit."

After all, these people were the real victims of the disaster, and they were big men who had suffered. Han Yan couldn't bear to use violence against them, and was also afraid that they would be dissatisfied with Liu Che because of it.

Wei Zifu nodded: "Just use some children, children can understand everything and make people soft-hearted."

This is true, moreover, there are ready-made children in the mansion, and it saves the trouble of going out to find them.

And coincidentally, this group of people is indeed from among the victims of the disaster, and they are very familiar with pretending to be the victims of the disaster again.

Wei Zifu chose someone, and Han Yan handed over the matter to Zheng at that time. He had been dealing with the resettlement of the victims, so it was logical for him to intervene.

Dr. He still ran to the disaster-stricken area every day, but he was completely speechless. Han Yan dispatched all the idle people in the mansion. It's already arrived, but the time is not right. It seems that these people came just after they left Jiaodong.

Except for the four nuns, there are also several accompanying guards. The leader is a strong young man with a long waist and a very strong body. One can tell that he has martial arts on his body.

Of course, these are not important, because Han Yan has seen this person before.

"Wei Qing?!"

He stood up, his face was full of surprise, he stretched out his hand to help the man who was kneeling and saluted, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really time for you to come."

Wei Qing was followed by three little radish heads, the youngest one was held in the arms of the largest one, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, Han Yan was stunned when he saw it, hesitantly said: "This is..."

Wei Qing bowed and saluted: "Reporting to Your Highness, these are the three sons of Cao Min."

Han Yan couldn't help but stare, and then remembered that Wei Qing got married early and indeed had three sons.

Wei Qing introduced them one by one: "This is the eldest son, Mrs. Wei, the second son, Wei Buyi, and the youngest son has not yet been named."

Wei Qing's wife died of dystocia, the youngest son was born with his mother's life on his back, Wei Qing disliked him a lot, but he also had a deep affection for him, and never treated him harshly, but until now he never thought of naming the youngest son , has been shouting Yaoer Yaoer.

Han Yan likes children, and Wei Qing's youngest son will sleep in a daze. Han Yan approached and took off a jade ring finger in his hand and put it in his swaddle. The child came over, and even smiled at Han Yan.

Han Yan immediately became happy, and turned to Wei Qing and said, "Since I haven't named it yet, I'll give it to you alone."

Wei Qing was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly thanked Han Yan. Han Yan liked the soft child, but she didn't dare to hug it, so she just reached out to touch it again.

"If you want to release the ranks and ascend to the sky, you still have the state of being in the past. Let's call it, Wei Deng."

Wei Qing thanked her repeatedly.

Seeing that there were three children in his family, Han Yan was afraid that it would be difficult to take care of them, so she sent Wei Qing to see Liu Che, and at the same time asked Qing Shui and Zhan Xiang to take care of them first, the two girls came back soon, Wei Qing With three children, living in a corridor room is very inconvenient. Four people are squeezed into a room, which is stuffy and cramped, which is very uncomfortable.

Han Yan frowned: "Longyou Shoal is just a temporary pain. In that case, let Han Cheng find a suitable house for the father and son to live in, and send two suitable servants from the palace to take care of the children. .”

Qing Shui looked distressed, and whispered: "I heard that Mr. Sang has prepared a house, but Wei Qing refuses to live in it."

Guan Weiqing was also unwilling to accept favors easily. This house was taken from Sang Hongyang, but Wei Qing refused to live in it. Liu Che said it, but there was no problem. He waved his hand and only let the two The girl went to prepare, and adjusted her clothes to meet Liu Che.

Regardless of whether the victims are willing to leave or not, since things have undergone changes that they least want to see, relocation is imperative. Liu Che has been busy with this matter for the past few days. In order to avoid problems for the victims, he is still practicing The captured soldiers were also brought out to patrol, and the whole Jiaodong became jittery almost in the blink of an eye.

There are still disaster victims pouring in outside the city. In order to avoid greater chaos, the new disaster victims are uniformly resettled outside the city. Every time there are 500 people, they will be sent to the countryside, where a large number of thatched huts have begun to be built and opened. Kiln, posting notices in the city, trying to lure these disaster victims who are entrenched in the city.

However, the effect was minimal, even if someone was attracted, it was only two or three out of ten, Jiaodong Mansion was still overcrowded.

Zheng was in dire straits at the time, but fortunately Dr. He made some progress, and finally someone was willing to come out to check his pulse and get medicine, but it was not clear whether it was a cold or a real plague, and those who diagnosed the problem were temporarily isolated. There was some commotion in the crowd, and Zheng was hoarse when he yelled at that time, and he managed to calm people down.

However, no one has discovered at this time that those who are willing to come out to treat diseases are all disaster victims who have been resettled in the countryside. These people who are entrenched in the city are still tightly covering themselves, and no one is willing to move.

The hottest time in Jiaodong has passed.Otherwise, after these few days of tossing, Zheng was a civil servant at the time, and he was probably going to lie down, but even so, his whole body became dark and thin.

More than that, the local people in Jiaodong began to walk on eggshells in the face of more and more victims.

If it weren't for the increase in the number of soldiers patrolling, and it was very frequent, no one would dare to open the door and set up a stall to do business.

Jiaodong is very lively now, but it is not a normal bustle. There are people everywhere, but the voices are all gloomy, lifeless and tired.

Sang Hongyang was ordered to set up a consultation department in order to find a way out for these disaster victims. He couldn't do it alone. He had to know what these people could do and what they were willing to do.

He has already established a foothold in Jiaodong, and Han Cheng helped him find a house and raise servants, and now he will take two young servants to walk slowly among the victims.

He was selecting people, so he naturally had to take a closer look at these people, and these people were also looking at him, their eyes were dark and vigilant, and every time he looked over, the other person's eyes would look away, and Sang Hongyang himself felt uncomfortable, After all, he is still young, and he has never really seen the so-called hardships of the people, and he even less understands the dangers of people's hearts under the cold world.

Sang Hongyang only felt that something was wrong, as if his clothes had been stripped off, but time was short, and he couldn't waste it. He found an old man, saying that he was an old man, and he was only in his destiny, but his body was too vicissitudes. It's an old man.

"Big Brother..."

As soon as Sang Hongyang opened his mouth, the old man shrank back and asked with a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

After a meal, Sang Hongyang couldn't bear to see his skinny appearance, so he took out the sesame seed cakes that he didn't have time to eat in the morning and handed them to him.

As soon as the old man's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and snatched it, and devoured two mouthfuls. Sang Hongyang couldn't speak at this time, but he was very puzzled.

Although there are many people, none of the officials in Jiaodong Mansion will do such a thing as deduction. Although they may not be full, they can't be so hungry.

Before Sang Hongyang could figure it out, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of people around the old man retreating one after another. After he paused, the old man suddenly began to forcefully stuff the sesame seed cakes into his mouth, but he failed to stuff them in, and was grabbed by the collar Lifted it up.

"Old man, you've got some patience. If you have something to eat, don't you dare hand it in!"

It was a tall man who spoke, but he was not strong, but he had a fierce face, staring at people, as if he wanted to kill people.

Sang Hongyang saw that he was going to be violent, so he quickly called out to stop him.

The tall man looked back at him, then at the two servants behind him, with a flattering smile on his face, nodded and said a few words.

But his accent, Sang Hongyang, was incomprehensible, and he didn't look like someone from the south. Seeing that Sang Hongyang never gave a glance, the other party seemed to be afraid, and finally said a few words with a smile, but Sang Hongyang still Unable to understand, the man walked away awkwardly, and looked back at him before leaving.

Sang Hongyang was a little inexplicable, but he felt uncomfortable, as if a very cold wind had blown suddenly just now.

He couldn't help shrinking his neck in the hot weather, and when he lowered his head to look at the old man, he found that the old man had disappeared somewhere.

He scanned his surroundings, and was surprised to find that almost everyone was looking at him with a very strange and hostile gaze.

Sang Hongyang shuddered suddenly, and suddenly realized that he had made a serious mistake, he shouldn't have brought out the food here.

However, it was too late, the eyes of those people watching him became more and more urgent, Sang Hongyang couldn't help but backed away, his two servants stepped forward to protect him, but there were too many people on the other side.

Sang Hongyang felt that he would probably be beaten to death here.