"Stop talking nonsense." The man leaned against the headboard, panting heavily.
"You're a liar, spreading rumors everywhere in and around the city..."
"What rumors?" Jiang Tian was completely enraged.
Ling Yunzhi drew his Tang sword with a whoosh and pressed it against the middle-aged man's chest.
"You ungrateful bastard, I'll stab you right now."
Jiang Tian waved to Ling Yunzhi, signaling him and Chen Feilong to leave first.
Did the two men want to say something more? Seeing Jiang Tian's sharp eyes, they immediately cupped their hands in a salute to him: "My lord, let us withdraw first. Just let us know if you need us."
After Chen Feilong and Ling Yunzhi had both left, they looked at the man and asked, "Tell me what's being said in and around the city?"
"Everyone says you took someone else's land without permission, and even God couldn't stand it, so He sent down this disaster." As the man spoke, tears streamed down his face.
“You took other people’s land and gave it to us, these poor people. You’re not helping us, you’re harming us.”
After the man finished speaking, he looked at the child on the bed.
The child is only fifteen or sixteen years old.
In ancient times, boys aged fifteen or sixteen were considered to be in their prime.
The child was panting heavily when he suddenly screamed and vomited a large amount of mucus from his mouth.
Jiang Tian knew at a glance that the child could not be saved.
Sure enough, very soon.
The child screamed, then died instantly, his eyes rolled back, and large amounts of bloody saliva flowed from his mouth.
The middle-aged man went completely insane.
"Hahaha... It's pitiful that out of the 13 people in my family, ten have already died."
Only me and two other people remained, barely clinging to life.
God, you can't do this to me! Take my life and give the rest of the people back.
"God, I beg you, please give my family back their lives! I'll do anything you ask!"
The middle-aged man lay on the bed and roared loudly a few times.
Instantly, this guy went berserk and charged straight at Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian was startled and quickly retreated.
"Don't worry, I will save your life, I will save the lives of the two remaining members of your family."
Before Jiang Tian could finish speaking, the man cursed, "I don't need your help, you son of a bitch! Heaven has no eyes! You should die!"
"Jiang Tian, you bastard, how many people have you killed? God, please take this scoundrel Jiang Tian away. We can't let him harm us anymore."
Jiang Tian sighed and walked out of the courtyard helplessly.
Ling Yunzhi and his men had already drawn their swords.
"My lord, how can you, a biology major, tolerate such treatment?"
"My lord, I'll rush in right now and slaughter his entire family. They're doomed anyway."
Jiang Tian gestured for them to step back.
Throughout the day, Jiang Tian wandered through the streets and alleys.
He passed through village after village.
To Jiang Tian's surprise, this outbreak of plague was more severe than he had imagined.
"Come with me to the lime kiln." Jiang Tian mounted his horse and headed straight for the largest lime kiln outside the city.
A great disaster is always followed by a great plague.
So many soldiers died in the war, both inside and outside the city, and their bodies were not properly disposed of.
In addition, there were the dead horses, cattle, donkeys, and sheep.
The carcasses of these animals will decompose rapidly under the intense sunlight.
This allows untreated corpses to quickly breed large amounts of germs.
The local people had no idea how to prevent the spread of the plague.
They therefore had no effective way to deal with the spread of the plague.
Jiang Tian visited dozens of villages in succession.
To his surprise, few of the people who received the land spoke well of him; most of them cursed him whenever they saw him.
These people all pointed their fingers at Jiang Tian, saying that Jiang Tian had brought them such a profound disaster.
...
Twenty miles south of the capital city is the largest lime kiln in the area.
One hundred fast horses escorted Jiang Tian straight to the lime kiln.
We arrived at the lime kiln.
The workers had already stopped working.
The flames at the furnace opening had also gone out.
If the lime kiln cannot be restarted, lime cannot be produced.
In those days, lime was the best disinfectant.
In those times of scarcity, lime was more effective at disinfection than alcohol.
Apart from a few old men guarding the lime kiln, everyone else had vanished and never returned.
"Old man, where are the people inside?" Chen Feilong dismounted and asked without hesitation.
"Some have left, some have died, and they can barely take care of their own families. How could they have the energy to burn lime?"
Jiang Tian sighed: "I will carve out my soul from the deep mountains with a thousand chisels and ten thousand blows, and face the raging fire as if it were nothing. I will not fear being crushed to pieces, for I only wish to leave my integrity in the world."
"Bring all the craftsmen back now," Jiang Tian roared.
If these people don't come back, the supply of lime simply cannot be met.
"Sir," the old man who looked after the lime kiln glanced at Jiang Tian, "why did you bring them back?"
"The lime we produce can save people's lives." Jiang Tian mounted his horse. "Chen Feilong, you stay here and tell the workers at the lime kiln to get to work as soon as possible."
Otherwise, the entire family will be executed without exception.
After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he spurred his horse and galloped straight towards the capital.
They arrived in the capital.
Xiao He came out to greet him.
"My lord, you're finally back." Xiao He coughed incessantly, his face pale, and large beads of sweat constantly seeping from his forehead.
"Xiao He, you've also contracted the plague. Go back and rest immediately. By the way, didn't I tell you that all my ministers must wear masks? Where's your mask?" Jiang Tian instantly became furious.
Xiao He was an invaluable talent under his command.
He didn't want someone like Xiao He to die.
Xiao He coughed violently, gasping for breath, spitting out large mouthfuls of phlegm.
After a full cup of tea's time, Xiao He slowly straightened up: "My lord, General Bai Qi and General Li Yuanba have both been infected with the plague."
"My lord, go and check on them immediately, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."
Jiang Tian's mind went blank when he heard this.
If Lord Wu'an Bai Qi, Li Yuanba, Li Cunxiao and others were to contract the plague, the consequences would be unimaginable.
These people were all summoned by his system.
However, once you summon it, you can't summon it again.
If Bai Qi, Li Yuanba, Xiao He, and the others had all died, they would all be dead.
It will probably be difficult to redeem these people again in the future.
That would be an extremely heavy blow to Jiang Tian's grand ambitions.
"Xiao He, notify everyone to assemble in the main hall of the palace."
"Put this mask on. Anyone who dares not to wear it will be beheaded as a warning to others." Jiang Tian took out a mask and threw it to Xiao He.
Looking at Jiang Tian wearing an N95 mask, Xiao He felt that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
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