Two broken wooden beds.
The old woman and her family of three were all lying there.
Everyone's eyes widened and their faces turned pale.
Flies buzzed around their bodies.
A foul stench permeated the air.
Old Mrs. Zhou, Gou Dan, and Ya Tou were foaming at the mouth, their bodies curled up in a ball.
"What's wrong?"
"Could it be poisoning?"
"What did they eat a few days ago? There are no bones left."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
"Quickly find someone to bury them. We can't just leave their bodies like this; they're already rotting."
The three bodies were not only decomposed, but also covered in lividity.
In particular, black mucus was oozing from Gou Dan's mouth.
The villagers found the village chief and devised a plan to bury Old Lady Zhou and her entire family.
However, very soon.
Strange things started happening in the village of Zhoukou.
In the village, it seemed that suddenly everyone had fallen ill.
During the day, these people are limp and listless, coughing violently.
Some people cough up black blood and then die.
Every household in Zhoukou Village hangs white silk banners.
It's not just Zhoukou Village.
The same is true for the nearby villages.
This trend seems poised to spread rapidly.
The surrounding residents panicked.
Everyone believed that they would soon be able to live a good life, that the crops would soon ripen, and that a bumper harvest would soon follow.
But the people died in droves.
Like the scythe of death, it took the lives of thousands upon thousands in one fell swoop.
...
The Yang residence.
Everyone gathered together once again.
This time, everyone in the Yang family was all smiles.
Yang Delin: "Good news, everyone! Great news!"
Yang Delin danced with joy, not sitting down. He kept his hands behind his back and paced around the reception room, shouting, "Plague! A plague has broken out outside the city!"
"We can make a big deal out of this."
Yang Hongda: "Today I went to various villages, and in each village, at least 50% of the people have died from the plague. The plague is showing a trend of further spread."
These peasants all deserve to die.
They think that because they took our land, it belongs to them—what a pipe dream!
Yang Chao: "If our Yang family stops accepting these mud fertilizers, then Heaven will take them all away. These mud bastards took our land, and they've finally gotten their comeuppance."
Yang Jin: "We must spread the word to these people: our Yang family's land is a gift from God, and anyone who takes our land should be punished."
"We should also spread a rumor that Jiang Tian is not some god descended to earth, but merely the reincarnation of the demon king."
Jiang Tian's distribution of land to these people is actually harming them.
Everyone in the Yang family could hardly contain their joy.
"Yes, that's how it should be. We need to let these peasants know that they should never try to take our Yang family's land, or God will punish these bastards."
...
The Imperial Study.
Jiang Tian reclined on a huge sofa that he had redeemed from the system.
Empress Qian Renxue stood respectfully to the side.
"What would Jiang Tian like to drink? What would he like to eat?" Qian Renxue pointed to the various delicious fruits and snacks on the coffee table.
Since Jiang Tian moved into the palace.
Qian Renxue then realized that all those days before had been wasted.
Jiang Tian's cosmetics, and the food and drinks she provided, were all things she had never touched or tasted before.
The sheer variety of milk tea flavors was enough to make Empress Qian Renxue squint her beautiful eyes into slits every time she drank one.
"Whatever." Jiang Tian lay on his side on the sofa, looking at Empress Qian Renxue as if admiring the most moving painting in the world.
He found that he couldn't get enough of looking at the young Empress Qian Renxue.
"Then you have to order one or two things." Qian Renxue pointed elegantly to the delicious food in front of her.
"Anything you feed me tastes good," Jiang Tian said with a smile.
Qian Renxue stretched out her slender hand and picked up several round and large cherries.
"Brother Tian, please have some cherries." The girl held a cherry to Jiang Tian's lips.
"I don't like being fed like this." Jiang Tian shut his mouth and shook his head.
"Then how should we feed it?" Qian Renxue asked, looking completely bewildered.
"How should I feed you? Didn't I teach you last night?"
Before Jiang Tian could finish speaking, the young woman's face flushed red.
Empress Qian Renxue looks absolutely stunning.
The phrase "A single glance back, a smile that could launch a thousand ships, eclipsing all the beauties of the imperial harem" is brought to life at this moment.
“That won’t do.” Qian Renxue shook her head vigorously.
“If you don’t feed me like you did last night, then I won’t eat. If you let me go hungry, it’ll be too late to regret it.” Jiang Tian looked at the little girl with a mischievous grin.
Qian Renxue looked at the palace maids and eunuchs in the room.
The little girl waved her hand gently: "What are you all standing here for? Get out of my way!"
"Yes..." After the palace maid and the eunuch heard this, they quickly and quietly withdrew.
After the dozen or so palace maids and eunuchs left, they quietly closed the door.
"Alright, come on, like last night."
Although the palace maids and eunuchs had all left, the little girl still stood there, fidgeting with her clothes, unsure of what to do.
"Hurry up. I still have a lot of official business to attend to later. There are so many things to do at court; I'm practically running around like crazy these days."
The little girl moved towards Jiang Tian step by step.
Jiang Tian grabbed Qian Renxue's sleeve and gently pulled her over.
Qian Renxue put two cherries into her cherry-like mouth and slowly extended her breathtakingly beautiful face.
...
An hour later.
"What..." Jiang Tian slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly. "A plague has broken out outside the city? More than half of the people have already died?"
Chen Feilong nodded.
Ling Yunzhi stood silently to the side.
"Chen Feilong, Ling Yunzhi, is this information reliable?" Empress Qian Renxue quickly asked.
Since this young girl ascended the throne, there hasn't been a single day of peace in the court.
Zhang Xianzhong's current fate is unknown.
Zhang Xianzhong's army had just been defeated when a plague broke out.
This era is nothing like the 21st century.
Once a plague breaks out, the people die in droves, like leeks that have been cut down.
The Black Death swept through medieval Europe, wiping out nearly eight-tenths of the European population.
“Our lord’s information is very reliable. We left the city as soon as we received the news,” Ling Yunzhi stepped forward and said. “Many villages are now almost empty.”
In the dozens of villages north of the city, every household has already hung white banners.
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