Chapter 296 But I don’t know where your life lies
Two days later, infected people indeed sneaked into Kyoto City, but there were plague prevention and control guidelines that taught everyone how to deal with it in advance, so there were only a few small-scale riots, which were quickly quelled.
Those who were shot by Gu Nan were lucky. After the three-day quarantine period, they were sent to a temporary shelter in the city.
More and more refugees fled to Kyoto, and the queues stretched from morning to night. The shelters outside the city were already full, and those who arrived later could only take their own clothes and luggage and sit on the ground outdoors to spend the quarantine period.
With so many people, the problem of a shortage of supplies became imminent. The epidemic in Kyoto had been reported, but no one had been sent down from the capital, or perhaps the relief teams hadn't even reached Kyoto yet. But the plague was only the beginning; the relentless drought, war, and famine were the most despairing themes of this divine punishment.
Gu Nan racked her brains to leave more useful things to help the people survive, so she printed a large number of first aid manuals, organized the compilation of agricultural children's songs, and required the people in the city to study and recite them at regular times and places.
The types of crops in this era have become more complete, and imported high-yield crops such as corn and potatoes have long been planted. All Gu Nan can provide are some scientific breeding methods from later generations, such as using composted bean dregs to fertilizer for nitrogen deficiency, bone ash for phosphorus deficiency, wood ash for potassium deficiency, and eggshell and clam shell powder for calcium deficiency.
Even so, the embarrassing situation of staff shortage forced her to run around the city every day, busy as a whirlwind, and even asked Jiang Wanying, who wanted to rest, to join the front line.
As the night was approaching, people's hearts were in a state of panic. Gu Nan finally managed to catch his breath and lay down in the watchtower.
Junyi was bending over the table, embroidering a wedding dress by the light of a small soybean oil lamp. Judging from the progress, only the last piece of the sleeve was left, and the finished product would be visible by tomorrow at the latest.
He has been busy with her these days, but whenever he has a free time, he will hold the sewing basket and thread the needle. Most of the time, he can only embroider a few stitches in a hurry, and he can only sit down late at night to catch up on the progress. Now, looking at it, Gu Nan doesn't know how he managed to embroider a wedding dress in such a short time.
The thin needle tip occasionally flickered out a faint light. Gu Nan watched for a while, turned over, and tapped his ankle with his toes. "When are we getting married?"
Junyi didn't move, lowering his head to carefully find the stitches, "Almost there."
"When is it coming soon? Where is your wedding dress? Let me see it."
“I haven’t embroidered it yet.”
"It's still early." Gu Nan changed his posture again, lying on the ground and looking at him with his head tilted. His shoulders were so broad that the shadow they cast almost blocked out the light of the soybean oil lamp.
This was the longest mission she had ever been on, but the time she spent with Junyi was the least.
In the dark and cold night, they did the secret things between lovers, but there was a gap between their hearts. They always did not understand each other and quarreled with each other frequently.
"Oh." Gu Nan sighed.
Junyi embroidered a few more stitches before stopping and turning around to ask, "What's wrong?"
Gu Nan smiled artificially, "We are about to get married, but I find that I know too little about you. Will this hasty marriage end up with us being apart in spirit and drifting apart?"
Chunyi frowned. Gu Nan was always like this, speaking without restraint, without the slightest awareness of his status as a great ghost, as if he had no fear of stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and making his words come true.
"Be careful with your words." He said in a deep voice.
"I can't." Gu Nan took the opportunity to say, "Unless you tell me about your past."
Even though Chunyi was stubborn, he realized that this was intentional and relaxed his brows. "There's nothing much to say. I entered the temple at the age of three, became a Taoist at the age of six, and practiced asceticism for seventeen years."
"What about you?" Junyi put down his sewing basket, turned around and asked as if he was going to have a long conversation. "You've been a ghost for thousands of years, so a lot must have happened during that time."
It was the first time Gu Nan had seen Chunyi look so curious. It was as if the Buddha, seated in the great hall, had suddenly stepped down from the high platform and walked into the mortal world, adding a touch of earthly charm. He couldn't help but take a second look, a smile slowly forming on his lips. "Master Chunyi, are you gossiping?"
Junyi frowned again. This lazy and slow tone sounded so unserious.
Gu Nan knew from his expression that he was complaining about her in his heart again. His smile deepened, and his posture changed from lying on the ground to lying on the table. "A thousand years is a long time, but there are not many things I can talk about. I have a good temper and don't like to join in the fun. My only friend is Jiang Wanying."
Junyi felt neither surprised nor disappointed when he heard this plain answer.
Gu Nan is such a person. Those kind deeds that he thinks are great merits may just be what she wants and does casually in her eyes.
The candlelight was tiny, barely casting a flickering shadow on the table. Junyi pushed the sewing basket aside and asked, "Would you like to play a game of hand with me?"
The atmosphere was good tonight, so Gu Nan agreed without thinking too much. Then he heard Chunyi say, "If you win, I'll tell you a secret."
Gu Nan was in high spirits and rubbed his hands, "Come on."
The game they played was naturally Go. Gu Nan’s skills were not good, but she had the system as a plug-in. In terms of computing power, who could compare with the super AI of a higher-level civilization?
For a skilled person, watching chess is like watching a person, and they can figure out the twists and turns in his mind.
Junyi had the same plan when facing Gu Nan. He could tell her style by looking at her moves, so the first fifty moves were very orderly and there was a lot of back and forth.
But in the last fifty moves, Gu Nan's style changed several times, and he took an unconventional approach. In the last few moves, he simply imitated his style and finally won by half a point.
Junyi stared at the chessboard and didn't say anything for a long time.
Gu Nan felt guilty when he looked at her. The first fifty moves were made by her, and the last fifty were made by the system. The styles were so different that anyone would be puzzled.
The system cheered in Gu Nan's mind: [I controlled it well, only half an eye difference!]
It is said that losing by half a point is the most unpleasant result of a game. For the chess player, it is tantamount to being executed by slow slicing, because it is not about losing at a specific move, but about giving up victory again and again. Looking back, the whole board is full of mistakes.
【Host, I've let you vent your anger! 】
He sounded quite proud.
Gu Nan touched his nose and said, "Thank you. Say hello to me next time."
The system didn't notice Gu Nan's discomfort and started spinning proudly.
"Where did you learn chess?" Junyi asked.
"I'm learning this and that, but I don't have a master to guide me." Gu Nan took the initiative and asked, "Is it okay?"
Junyi was in a complicated mood. He raised his hand to pinch his brows, but halfway through, he realized that this action was too impetuous. He forced it down and clenched it into a fist, placing it on his knees. "Very good, you have read a lot."
Seeing his indescribable expression, Gu Nan smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today? You're still trying to coax people with nice words."
Junyi raised his eyes to look at her, his expression serious, but his dark pupils were imposing even without any emotion, "I'm telling the truth."
"Okay, okay, tell me the truth. What's the secret? Tell me quickly." Gu Nan sat a little closer, leaning his head forward, and the hems of their clothes groped each other and entangled with each other.
"I've read your fortune. It shows that you still have a chance of survival in this natural disaster."
Gu Nan was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that Chunyi had given in. Before he could show his sudden joy, he heard Chunyi say:
“But I don’t know where your life lies.”
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