Chapter 591 Isolation

"Don't run, you can't escape. The officials will search every household. If you go back, your family will be infected with the plague, which will only make the situation worse. Believe me, just wait here.

The first group to be taken away will also be the first to take medicine. No one will burn you to death. Trust County Magistrate Meng, and trust me even more. I will find a way to punish you. Besides, you can't get out. Qingdai Lane has been blocked by officials."

Jiang Fubao's words had just fallen.

The people in the clinic stopped walking, while those queuing outside ran towards the alley.

When they ran there, they found that the police officers who were originally patrolling the town had dragged countless sandbags and blocked the alley entrance tightly. Both sides could only see each other's heads but not their bodies. Each police officer drew his sword and shouted at them to stay back.

Some people didn't believe it and ran to the end of the alley.

Want to take the opportunity to sneak back home.

But the alley remains the same.

People who had been seeing doctors at other clinics came out one after another, not knowing what was going on here.

"What's going on? Ahem. Why are you blocking my road for no reason? I want to go home. Let me out." The old woman who spoke was holding a packet of medicine. Her pale face was enough to prove that the medicine was for her to drink.

"Yes, I just got the medicine. I should go back to cook. My son will be back for lunch at noon."

"Sir, please be lenient and move the sandbags away. My shop still needs business. If I don't go back, my waiter won't be able to handle it."

"I'm from Chang'an Town. Please let me out. Otherwise, it will be dark when I get home. I don't want to travel at night."

"I'm from another place too. What happened? Why are you not letting me go for no reason? What's going on? Explain yourself clearly!"

Hundreds of eyes turned to the officers.

The five men had stern faces, and the sharp blades were flashing, which was dazzling and made people dare not approach.

"There is a plague in the city. You are sick and cannot leave. We will send you all to one place this afternoon. You must stay here until the plague is eradicated. If you continue to talk, I will kill you!"

This is of course not true.

But there are too many people, and if there is no threat, something might happen.

After that, a few people from Daqian brought them masks.

The officers quickly put on their masks.

The people standing in the alley were about to cry.

"What plague? I have a cold. I don't have the plague. Officer, please spare me and let me go. I have to go home. My son is only one year old. I can't die."

"Wuwuwu, how come it's a plague? Mom, I'm scared, are we going to be burned to death?"

"Dad, I'm not sick. I'll go back and try to save you. Officer, I'm not sick. I'm here to see a doctor with my dad. Please let me go."

There were so many people talking that it was impossible to hear anyone talking. The alley was packed. Some people were crying, some were excited to get out, and some wanted to leave alone, leaving their sick father behind.

However, the police did not let anyone go.

The county magistrate had issued an order that if anyone was released, they would bring the head to him.

Everyone cares about his own life.

The wailing sounds continued.

After a while, Jiang Fubao squeezed out of the crowd.

"Erya, carry me up." The sandbag was so high that it reached Jiang Fubao's head. She couldn't climb up at all. She could only say to Erya beside her.

"Yes, Miss." Pan Erya picked up Jiang Fubao horizontally and put him on the sandbag.

The officer on the opposite side was about to swing his knife, but when he saw that it was Jiang Fubao, he quickly retracted the knife in his hand.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Jiang, I didn't see who you were. Where are you going?" one of them asked.

"I'm going to the snack shop and will be back later. Remember to keep an eye on them and wear masks. People living in Qingdai Lane must not be let go. I have sent people to notify them door to door not to go out, but there are always people who are afraid and want to escape."

Jiang Fubao was helped down from the sandbag by the police, and after she stood firmly on the ground, she whispered instructions.

"yes."

The officer nodded in agreement.

Then he turned his head and continued to stare at the person in front of him.

"How can she walk?"

"That's right, if she can go out, why can't we?"

"I'm a doctor in the clinic. I want to go out."

"Shut up, she is the goddaughter of the county magistrate. How can she be treated the same as common people like us? If you want to get out, do it in your next life, or find a godfather..."

Some people were surprised at how Jiang Fubao was able to come out, and some were making sarcastic remarks.

The officer raised his knife and cursed angrily.

"Shut up, anyone who dares to say anything else will be killed—"

As the knife was raised, everyone fell silent.

Jiang Fubao first went to the grocery store and told his family about the plague, asking them to close the store and return home quickly to buy food that would last them two months.

This is a long battle and the city gates will not be opened for a while.

When I left the snack shop, I saw a night watchman on the street. He was sitting on an ox cart driven by a government official. The night watchman was beating the gong and shouting.

"The city gate will be closed in two quarters of an hour. Not everyone in the town can leave. Once the city gate is closed, you can't leave. Those who want to leave should leave quickly—"

The same words were repeated over and over again until the sound became quieter and quieter, and the oxcart and the people disappeared.

"What happened today? The city gates closed so early? I just arrived, and this basket of dried mushrooms hasn't even been sold yet."

"That's right. I just set up the stall and now I have to pack it up. Oh, the snow has delayed us for quite a while. Now why are they doing something weird? Why are they closing the city gates in broad daylight? Don't they want to give us a chance to live?"

"Hurry up, it will take another quarter of an hour to get to the city gate. Don't delay, or you won't be able to get out. Staying in an inn will cost a lot of money for one night."

"Eggs, eggs for sale, cheap. Anyone who buys this basket of eggs will get five cents off."

Some were rushing to pack up their stalls, some were speaking ill of the officials, and some were wondering why the city gates had to be closed so early.

Some people even lowered their prices again and again in order to quickly sell off their eggs and vegetables.

Jiang Fubao went to the Decorative Cloth Street again and came to his eldest sister's shop.

She quickly took out two masks from her sleeves.

"Sister, there is an epidemic in town. You will have to close the shop and call all the embroiderers you know to our house to make masks. You will have to wear this one wherever you go. Give them the other one as a sample. The more you make, the better. Don't sleep tonight and make them. If you don't want to stay up late, just say it's the order of the county magistrate.

In addition, give them five cents for each one they make. It doesn't take much effort and one can be made in a short time. Also, Sanshan Academy has been closed, and Brother Mingxue probably won't be able to come back."