Chapter 237 Live together or die together!

The news reached the Taiwei Mansion at the fastest speed, like a gust of wind, instantly breaking the tranquility of the mansion.

The general was deep in thought in his study. Upon hearing the news, he stood up suddenly, his eyes full of shock, and asked in a stern voice, "Are you serious?"

"It's absolutely true, Erzhuang saw it with his own eyes!" The servant knelt on one knee, his tone was firm, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead, obviously he had run all the way here.

Qiu next to her was still skeptical.

Only one night had passed and the epidemic was so serious that even the Imperial Hospital felt overwhelmed and helpless. How could Concubine Zhao's prescription be so magical that it could cure the disease in such a short time?

She stepped forward and took the captain's arm affectionately. "Master, think about how many people died in the capital last night. The prescriptions written by those experienced doctors in the Imperial Hospital were ineffective. How could Concubine Zhao's prescription be so effective? Maybe it just suppressed the disease temporarily, and it will recur soon."

The general nodded slightly, thinking that what Qiu said made sense. "You are right. Let's continue to observe today."

After saying that, he sat back on the couch and said, "Send the message to Er Zhuang, and make sure he read it carefully. There must not be any mistakes."

"Yes, sir, don't worry." The servant took the order and left in a hurry.

As soon as the messenger left, the general lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

As an official appointed by the imperial court, it was really painful to watch the people die in pain from the epidemic.

Especially last night, I heard that the death toll was as high as thousands.

There are only a limited number of people in the capital city. If this continues, within a few days, this prosperous capital city will probably be mostly empty.

He dragged his tired body to his feet slowly, his voice full of helplessness, "Let's go check out what the situation is like outside."

An hour later, more news reached the Taiwei Mansion.

"Master, the situation outside is getting worse. Many people have unfortunately passed away this morning, and now the people are in chaos. Some of the sick people even attacked the soldiers and ran to the streets shouting that it was Concubine Zhao's fault and demanded that she abort the dragon fetus in her belly."

"This is complete nonsense!" The general frowned, feeling that there was something else behind this matter.

His idea coincided with Bai Wutong's.

Who is behind this?

And for what purpose?

The Emperor is wise and will definitely not order the abortion of the dragon fetus just because of a few rumors. This person must have a backup plan!

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Compared with the orderly streets yesterday, the capital city today is already in a mess.

The infected people were shrouded in fear, worrying that they might die at any time, and they rushed out of their homes.

In the chaos, a patient suddenly rushed forward, bit the soldier hard, and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Why do I have to die? Why can you live safely? This is not fair!"

"It's just a dragon fetus, why not abort it? Is it more precious than our lives?"

A soldier heard this with disdain on his face, and loudly retorted, "Of course, that's a dragon fetus! It's the emperor's bloodline, isn't it much more valuable than a lowly person like you? I tell you, even if everyone in the capital dies, the dragon fetus must not have any problems!"

The patient who broke out was completely enraged when he heard this, and pounced on him like a mad beast, "You deserve to die!"

Upon seeing this, the soldier drew out his sword without hesitation, and with a flash of cold light, he instantly killed the patient, still cursing, "You lowly person, why don't you just die when you are sick? The herbs I wasted are more valuable than you!"

"You actually killed someone!"

“Murder!”

"The soldiers killed people!"

The soldier tightly grasped the sword in his hand, his face full of ferocity, "So what if I kill people? Today we are going to kill you lowly people! If you are sick, you should die. Why are you still alive? It's fine if you infect others, but you actually want to infect us! The hundreds of lives you have combined are not as good as mine!"

When the patients around heard such arrogant words, the long-suppressed anger in their hearts was instantly ignited.

In an instant, a large group of people rushed towards the soldiers like a tide.

"Go to hell!"

"Even if I risk my life, I won't let you have an easy life!"

The roars of the crowd intertwined together, making the air seem to tremble.

The soldier showed no fear at all. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he swung his sword.

For a moment, cold light flashed and blood splattered.

Accompanied by screams, bodies fell to the ground one after another.

The bright red blood spread on the ground, shocking to the eye.

The soldier was extremely agile, dashing left and right in the crowd without letting anyone get close to him, cursing non-stop, "A bunch of lowly people, you dare to resist!"

His brutal act was like a bombshell, instantly pushing the anger of the people around him to its peak.

Whether they were infected or not, they all rushed out.

The other soldiers saw this bloody scene and cast angry glances at him, shouting, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Who allowed you to kill people without permission?"

The soldier didn't care and threw away the sword in his hand as if it was a dirty object.

He shouted at the top of his voice, "I will kill you, what can you do to me? I have had enough! What's the point of guarding these patients every day, even if I cover my face? In a few days, we will all die from this plague!"

After saying that, he turned around, hurriedly fled the scene.

Some people wanted to catch up, but the people had already fallen into a crazy riot and the scene was in chaos.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, they could only stay where they were, trying their best to maintain order and shouting, "Everyone, stop making trouble! Calm down!"

However, the angry people simply would not listen.

The leading man's eyes were red and his face was full of anger. He picked up a hammer and smashed it hard on the head of a soldier. "You keep calling us untouchables. If we were not here, what would you eat and drink?"

"Yes! We grow the food, and we have to pay so much tax every year. Without us, you will have nothing to lose!"

"Fight them! Those drugs are useless, otherwise why would so many people have died last night!"

Everyone was talking at once, and the wave of resistance was growing stronger.

The soldiers were forced to retreat step by step by the surging tide. It was extremely difficult for them to stop the crowd and the situation was about to get out of control.

A soldier looked panicked and his voice trembled, "It's terrible. We can't stop them at all! What should we do?"

Sweat kept rolling down his forehead and wetting his collar, but he had no time to care about it at the moment.

The anger of the people was like a raging fire, unstoppable.

They raised their arms, their faces filled with resentment and anger.

"Let's go to Daxing Street! All the people living there are rich. They must be hiding life-saving medicine! We work hard to grow crops every year and pay so much tax, but the food goes into their stomachs! Why are they hiding behind the gates, safe and sound, while we have to wait here to die!"

"Yes, let's go to Daxing Street! Ask them for an explanation!" someone in the crowd echoed loudly.

"Let's go to Daxing Street and ask those rich people to hand over the medicine! I can't stand this life of fear anymore. Either we live together or we die together!"

The crowd was boiling with excitement, and everyone used all their strength to break through the soldiers' obstruction.

"Go! Go to Daxing Street!"