[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

Yin Kaishan only felt bad, but his son and daughter were naturally treated differently: "Are you sure?"

"It's hard to say, but it shouldn't be a big problem to come back alive."

Yin Kaishan looked at his daughter with a resolute face, and sighed: "If that's the case, let's go." Immediately, he also remembered the matter of Hongfu Temple's recruitment. Is this Chen Guangrui fighting against his Yin family? !

When the list came out, Xuanzang was indeed famous on paper.

Because of the emergency of the epidemic, Tan Zhao didn't have the opportunity to say goodbye to his friends, so when Jia Mingsi heard the news, all the people sent by the imperial court left the boundary of Chang'an.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Dali Temple Minister said angrily: "Do you think being an official is just playing tricks? The epidemic situation in the south is urgent. If you take one step at night, dozens of lives may be lost. Can you afford to delay?"

"Ah?" Jia Mingsi was stunned. Although he was a dandy, what he saw was the prosperity and prosperity of Chang'an City, and he couldn't bear the burden of human life. "Then, Brother Yin and the others, will something happen?"

Dali Temple Minister couldn't help knocking his son's head: "Don't you go if you have something to do? You think he is you. If everyone thinks that there is something to do and don't go, how can Datang be prosperous today!"

Jia Mingsi froze in place, watching his Aye disappear at the gate, he touched his head, he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to move, he just understood a little bit that he shouldn't mess around like this anymore.

Compared with Jia Mingsi, the news of Yan Mei lags behind.

Seeing his friend frowning, Jia Mingsi said in relief, "Don't worry, your sweetheart didn't go to Jinzhou."

After hearing this, Yan Mei didn't raise her brows: "I'm going in such a hurry, the disaster in the south may be very urgent. Mingsi, I want to go home. I will make up for today's wine in another day."

"Hey—what are you doing running so fast?"

"Something to do!"

Jia Mingsi stopped chasing after two steps, probably because he had been told for too long recently, he suddenly felt blessed, and went home with his sleeves in his sleeves, perhaps to prepare for disaster relief.

The Yan family is a rich family and a wealthy family.

And just as Jia Mingsi was walking home without interest, Tan Zhao had already traveled thousands of miles to Jinzhou City after the flood.

In the south, there is plenty of rain in summer, and this year there will be more rain. Although the river embankment is built every year, it is getting more and more tofu every year. The combination of natural disasters and man-made disasters has caused the current situation.

But when he got to the place, Tan Zhao discovered that Jinzhou was not the worst disaster-stricken place. Although Chen Guangrui was not a good person, his sensitivity as an official was good. Licheng, the most serious, has become so serious that you can only enter and cannot exit.

Because of the distance, the information is not equal.

After the flood, one is the sharp decline of crops in the field, and the other is the problem of resettlement and food.Tan Zhao walked around Jincheng and found that Chen Guangrui managed quite well, and it was not without confidence that he could be the number one scholar.

But at the same time, there is also a very interesting thing.

Chen Guangrui took a concubine, so this concubine is naturally a good concubine.This concubine's surname is Wu, and her natal family is from Licheng.The reason why Jincheng was infected with the plague so quickly was that this good concubine surnamed Wu let her natal brother who fled Licheng enter the city without permission.

Of course, this is not a twist.

Originally, after Chen Guangrui knew about it, he planned to deal with this noble concubine, but he didn't expect that at this time, the noble concubine surnamed Wu would be pregnant. The doctor examined her and said that there was a high chance of a boy.

Chen Guangrui, who has a child is equal to no child, immediately put away the butcher knife, and prepared to wait for his son to be born before dealing with it.

Tan Zhao suddenly understood the reason why Chen Guangrui's luck became less so that Jincheng caused the plague. The son owes the father to pay. This brother of the future holy monk can't do it without some blessings.

Even if it is just a half-brother in the secular world, as long as there is a little blood, a group of gods and Buddhas in the sky will care about it.

I don't know if Chen Guangrui knows that he is using his own blessing to extend the life of the unborn child.

But the incident had already happened, and it was not the time to investigate the cause. After Tan Zhao knew about it, he did not show up to inform the kind person. Instead, he diverted from Jincheng to Licheng, where the disaster was the worst.

Licheng is a famous water city in the south. Lihe River, a tributary of the Yangtze River, runs through its side. This year, there is abundant rain, but the dams are useless at all. Not only did they collapse instantly, but people were killed.

Floods caused innocent people to lose their homes and their lives. Licheng officials were still trying to cover up face-saving projects. In summer, the temperature was high, and the exposed corpses gathered grievances, and there were also changes.

This is a plague caused by public grievances. There are endless grievances and epidemics. Even if Tan Zhao asks himself that he has this medical skill that can cure the epidemic, he still cannot resolve the soaring public grievances.

There is a specialization in the art industry, which really makes him a cheap nephew.

It's just such a large-scale public grievance, and the immature monk... I'm afraid it's a little bit hanging.

Tan Zhao realized that he might have to do something to appease the people, at least one person would be saved, that is, one person.

The disaster relief team that came out of Chang'an this time is divided into three parts. One is a treatment team composed of imperial physicians and monks. The team is a logistics team to assist the imperial physician in disaster relief, deal with the aftermath of resettlement and supply some medicinal materials and food; and finally, it is the monitoring team headed by him to investigate the disaster situation and deal with lax officials.

Dali Temple is a government office with real power, and he was ordered to do things cheaply before he came, so naturally he would not be polite to these social moths.

As soon as the Licheng magistrate received the news that the imperial court was about to send someone, he was about to flee with his family. Before he even left the city gate, he was blocked by Tan Zhao at the gate.

Today's Licheng is like an isolated island of despair. The magistrate did not expect that the imperial court's imperial envoys would come so quickly, and they would be so unafraid of death.

But when he saw that only the imperial envoy came, and felt that this person was too young, contempt appeared in his eyes, but soon, he was beaten by the society.

Surrounding all the corrupt officials with one person's power, Tan did it without blushing or heartbeat.

Because of the seriousness of the disaster, the laws in the city have already existed in name only. Before his arrival, Zhizhou, who had just been released from prison, used force to suppress it, but now, it is almost unbearable.

Tan Zhao couldn't help but have a headache. He can't leave Licheng now, so he can only use paper cranes to communicate with the outside world. While rectifying the internal affairs and arranging epidemic prevention and control work, he asks outside for food and medicine. He can't die if he doesn't eat or drink. But people in the city can't.

Even if he opened a warehouse to release grain, it would not be enough for a few days.

"Mother, the monk is going to Licheng."

Tears hung in Yin Wenjiao's eyes, but she knew that no matter what she said, she couldn't persuade her: "Go, Auntie is waiting for you outside the city." If she was ten years younger, she would definitely follow her.

But she has grown up, and understands that going in is just a hindrance. All she can do is to contact the business community to buy food and medicinal materials, so that this catastrophe will pass quickly.

Besides, she only needs to trust her relatives, that's enough.

The big troops arrived in Jincheng ten days later, which was already the fastest speed without stopping. Yin Wenjiao was a little tired along the way, but she still packed herself up as fast as possible, even if she knew that the husband who had sworn not to take concubines The concubine became pregnant, but it didn't affect her condition.

Compared to her, Chen Guangrui's attitude was more embarrassing, and he thought more about it.But after hearing that his son was going to Licheng, he put those thoughts behind him.

Although Mrs. Wu is pregnant with his child, Chen Yi is his eldest son. Naturally, he doesn't want to see his son go to die: "If you still think of me as your father, then don't go to Licheng. Parents, don’t you understand the truth that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall?”

Xuanzang nodded lightly, then shook his head lightly: "The world of mortals is withered bones, and the body is nothing more than a skin, I don't understand."

As for whether they don't want to understand or don't need to understand, both of them know it well.

"You... just take care of yourself." Chen Guangrui walked away, feeling that he had done what a father should do.

Xuanzang watched his biological father leave angrily, closed his eyes for a long time, opened them again, and said softly, "Amitabha."

The great virtue who came from Chang'an took six monks including Xuanzang to Licheng.

However, in Licheng at this time, the situation is not as the outside world thinks that the land is full of hunger and stench is full of wilderness, and there is no scene where the city is full of people and the rest are infected with the plague and linger on.

This is mainly due to Tan Zhao's fierce methods and the proper opening of the granary to release the grain, but also because of this, the granary is almost exhausted.

It was Tan Zhao's sixth hundred and eighth time to think about the spicy chicken behavior of knowing the state, and it was the first time he saw the official who secretly took out the grain in the granary to sell for money.

Just when Licheng was about to run out of ammunition and food, supplies from outside were finally brought in.

After an absence of more than ten days, Tan Zhao saw the cheap nephew again.

"What? There is such a thing?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "It's rare to see you grinning, but the matter has dragged on and the public grievances are no longer just empty words. I can't help you with this matter, and you need to come and go."

"Uncle, don't worry, the monk understands."

Xuanzang retreated in a hurry, presumably to go to the Dharma to inform the disaster situation.

As soon as this matter was out of hand, Tan Zhao was inevitably a little tired. He was just about to stretch out his hand to rub his brows and squint for a while, when there was an extra figure before the case.

"Yin Yuan, you have crossed the line."

Tan Zhao raised his head, against the still scorching sun at the end of summer, he could vaguely see Erlang Zhenjun's frozen eyebrows, and he didn't quibble: "Well, I know." It's not that it hasn't happened before.

"Why save them?" Yang Jian's brows could probably kill a fly.

"Holy orders are hard to disobey. Since I have complied, there is absolutely no way I'm going to be perfunctory."

"I don't want to hear such a high-sounding reason."

Well, Tan Zhaoshun changed the reason: "If you want to save it, you can save it. Brother Yang, don't forget that I am a mortal."