Chapter 294 What a handsome little master, my sister is blessed
In the middle of the day, refugees were discovered in a watchtower outside the city.
The first group of refugees to arrive in Kyoto were almost all young and middle-aged people. After many days of running around and being frightened, they were overjoyed when they saw the majestic and peaceful Kyoto city from afar, and they called their friends and ran away.
One person ran in the front, and the other followed behind. The sparse figures slowly gathered into a black river, surging towards the city gate.
The guard on the watchtower shouted to stop.
Some people slowed down, but more seemed to be oblivious.
Even if the guards drew their bows and arrows and shouted loudly, there were still some people who didn't believe in the evil and wanted to rush through the watchtower.
It seemed that as long as they broke through the watchtower, they could break through the city gate and grasp the hope of life.
At this moment, they are refugees and bandits.
The city of Kyoto had never experienced the despair of the plague and the madness of the refugees, or perhaps it knew about it but was unwilling to be the first to take action. Even though Gu Nan had instructed in advance that they could kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, no one did it.
Gu Nan looked at the crowd that was getting closer and closer, and with a cold face, he pushed away the hesitant and trembling guard, stood sideways, and drew his horn bow.
Her voice was not loud, but it seemed as if she had cast a spell as the rumors said, so that all the guards who were watching and hesitating could hear it clearly: "Everyone, watch."
"If they don't obey, shoot their legs."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp arrow shot through the air.
It was nailed hard into the calf of the person in front.
"ah!"
The other party wailed and fell into the snow.
Gu Nan remained calm and continued to draw arrows from the quiver. He drew the bow and shot three arrows in succession.
Four people were shot by arrows in succession, and their wails resounded through the sky.
The rationality that was overwhelmed by the desire to survive finally returned. The people in the front of the team stopped in a hurry and collided with the people rushing up from behind, falling together in twos and threes.
When they figured out the current situation, they looked at the four people hugging their legs and crying, and they all showed expressions of fear.
Gu Nan did not put down the bow. The sharp arrowhead flashed a dazzling cold light. Wherever it pointed, people were terrified.
"Those who want to enter the city should queue up to register for quarantine. Those who cause trouble and force their way in will have their legs shot in the next arrow."
There were tables, chairs, pens and ink placed under the watchtower. Chunyi was sitting at the table wearing a mask, spreading out paper and grinding ink. There was a large basket of gray masks at his feet.
The refugees didn't know what quarantine meant, but when they heard they could enter the city, they hesitated and decided to take a gamble, even though there were arrows flying over their heads.
As the team gradually formed, Chunyi started to register. Gu Nan returned the bow to the guard, went down from the watchtower and dragged the four people who were shot by arrows aside as a warning.
They cursed the sky and the earth in pain. Some people saw that Gu Nan was a girl and had no bows and arrows, so they wanted to kill her, but an arrow shot from the watchtower broke their hands.
At this moment, the team became completely quiet and orderly.
He answers every question, tells everything he knows, wears his mask correctly and tightly, and never dares to cause any trouble again.
Gu Nan settled people into the isolation area in batches until the moon was at its zenith, and he was finally able to relax a little.
There are no extra rooms in the entire shelter, and the new isolation area cannot be put into use in the short term. After tonight, refugees who flee can only set up tents outside the isolation area.
However, tents are difficult to clean and disinfect, pose great safety risks, and consume a lot of energy.
The city of Kyoto is brightly lit tonight. All the major families have sent more people to sew tents and masks at Gu Nan's request; the fire in the clinic burns from morning to night, and the lingering smell of medicine can be smelled for miles around; the craftsmen in the wasteland outside the city take turns digging crematoriums and building isolation centers, working all night long.
There are still not enough people and supplies.
Gu Nan was worried, and when he heard the occasional coughing sounds in the isolation area, he became even more worried.
"In two days, the city will be in chaos." Gu Nan said, leaning against the corner of the table.
Those who can escape to Kyoto at this time are unlikely to be lucky. On the first day, the refugees will be intimidated by the guards in the watchtower and queue up obediently for isolation, but after a couple of days, the troublemakers will come up with evil ideas.
They had to go around the mountains to enter the city, and enter the city in the dark at night. Even if Gu Nan arranged people to patrol day and night, there would be endless troubles as long as they didn't catch them on the spot.
"We still don't have enough manpower." Gu Nan sighed softly, "If only the magistrate hadn't run away."
The title of immortal is just a high hat for the people to seek refuge in. It sounds nice, but it has no real power. If the county magistrate had not fled with the entire yamen, with the combination of imperial power and faith, more people would surely be arranged to help.
Hearing this, Junyi looked up at her and said, "You were able to convince the big families in the city to spare so many people. This is something that ordinary people cannot do."
The guards of the watchtowers, the patrol teams, and the people who sew tents and masks are almost all sent out from the major family mansions.
Gu Nan smiled, "Persuade? I'm not persuading you, I'm threatening you."
She tiptoed slightly onto the table, swaying briskly. She smiled and said, "I threatened them that if they didn't give me manpower and supplies, I would burn their granaries, kill their captives, smash the gold and silver treasures in their warehouses, and if the plague got in, we'd all die together."
"They are very afraid of death. I can cast a small spell and give them whatever they want."
As she spoke, the small braid hanging from the side of her bun began to sway with her body, her almond-shaped eyes curved in pleasure, and her pretty face was full of innocent mischief.
It sounds cruel, but it's not annoying at all.
Junyi looked at her and smiled, his eyes also showing a little smile, but the shape of his phoenix eyes was too sharp, and there was not much tenderness in them. "Where is the doctor in the clinic?"
"Just beg nicely. We can't offend them." Gu Nan picked up a corner of the red veil in Chunyi's hand, twirling it with his fingertips, smiling faintly. "But they are easy to talk to. They are all very good people."
"Because you're a very good person."
Gu Nan paused, looked up, and was a little surprised. "Are you praising me?"
Chun looked back with a slight raise of eyebrows.
It seems to be saying: I'm praising you, is there anything surprising about this?
How is it not surprising?
Junyi, who is such a dull person that nothing can be done even with three sticks, actually took the initiative to praise others.
Gu Nan was pleasantly surprised and a little cocky, "I like to hear it, praise me a little more."
Junyi glanced at her indifferently, pulled the red veil from her hand, lowered his head and ignored her.
Gu Nan was still happy, and deliberately leaned over and said, "Master Chunyi, what's wrong with you today? Do you have any good news to share? Oh, let me guess, is it possible that we are about to get married?"
Since dark, he would pick up the veil from time to time to embroider. Half the night had passed and he had embroidered another small piece. He estimated that he would finish it in another night.
At this rate of progress, it seems not an exaggeration to say that good things are about to happen.
Junyi seemed not to have noticed her teasing and replied, "It's still early."
Gu Nan's eyes curved with laughter, and he lifted Chunyi's chin, "What a handsome little master, sister is so lucky."
Chunyi's eyes suddenly became fierce and his thick eyebrows knitted.
He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself.
A complex expression that was difficult to describe once again appeared on the dignified and abstinent face: "..."
Seeing this, Gu Nan clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, okay, the more you do this, the more I like it."
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