The crisis was over, Ling Jiyi collapsed on the ground and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
Chi Xingyue gave him a thumbs up, thought for a moment, went back to the car, got a bag of candied fruit, and asked him to share it with the younger members of the Ling family.
Ling Jiyi thanked him repeatedly with joy, and shared some of the candied fruit with Ling Mingyue, Ling Minghao, Ling Weiwei and Shu Rui.
Seeing that there were still many left, he gave one to each of the adults.
The sweet candied fruit neutralized the bitterness of the medicine, and everyone had a happy smile on their face.
The car continued to move forward, completely unaware that the Jiangnan region had become a complete mess.
Heavy rain and floods destroyed many buildings and farmlands.
The already miserable lives of the farmers became even worse, and they decided to head west or north.
Only a few wealthy people stayed where they were, hoping to survive this and make a fortune.
As a result, they were stolen, robbed, or smashed by desperate people, and their fate was even worse than that of the refugees in Hezhong Prefecture.
Many wealthy families lost their lives, and some spoiled ladies were kidnapped and raped by refugees, and eventually committed suicide by jumping into the river.
Not long after the heavy rain began, the prefect of Jiangning Prefecture went to inspect the embankment.
As a result, the flood broke the dam and the prefect didn't know where he was washed away.
Others blamed each other, watched the mess grow bigger, and absconded with the money.
With no one to take charge of the situation in Jiangning Prefecture, things became even more chaotic.
The same is true for other prefectures.
After the rain stopped, the flooded area was littered with floating corpses, and no one cleaned them up. Coupled with the high temperatures and exposure to the sun, a plague broke out soon.
There are no doctors or medicine, and people have to flee to other areas if they want to survive.
Some of those with substantial wealth decided to travel west.
Thinking that Shangjing City is the capital of Dayong after all, the old emperor cannot ignore his people.
Those who have little capital decide to go north.
The experiences of the people in Hezhong Prefecture made them dare not challenge the imperial power.
However, whether going north or west, it is not that simple.
Although the capital city was not aware of the flood in the south of the Yangtze River for the time being, an epidemic had also broken out here.
The cause was a forest fire in Guzhen, which burned a large area and killed many animals.
No one dealt with the corpses, and heavy rain fell, causing them to swell and rot, inevitably becoming a source of disease.
Later, killers on the road, refugees, and bodies in mass graves all contributed to the outbreak.
The refugees from the Jiangnan region were stopped on the road before they could reach Shangjing.
Without exception, they were all killed, but there were too many people and many escaped.
These people had no choice but to become bandits.
Security around Shangjing City was once in chaos.
It also opened a door for the future collapse of the dynasty.
Of course, people heading north don’t have an easy time either.
Not to mention the fear and hardship along the way, just where to find food and water is a problem.
Many people were unable to escape the famine and could only follow the team forward.
If you fall behind accidentally, you might be mistaken for a two-legged sheep.
The worst thing is that they think they are healthy, but they don’t know that the disease has already been lurking in their bodies.
Hunger, thirst, overwork and decreased body resistance provide bacteria and viruses with an opportunity to break through, and symptoms begin to appear one after another.
How can a sick person not know what’s wrong with him?
No, they know it very well, but they just want to survive and dare not publicize it.
As for the others, they probably knew it too.
Between an uncertain tomorrow and a certain today, they chose the latter.
Rob those convoys that look relatively wealthy, so that at least you can have a full meal before you die.
The convoy carrying the Ling family was targeted.
All I can say is that everyone didn't move fast enough and was delayed by the wildfires and rainstorms.
Otherwise, even if there was a plague, they could distance themselves from the troops heading north and south.
After drinking the medicine, the convoy continued to move forward, and Ling Yi, who was sent out to gather information, also returned from afar.
"Master, the county gate is closed. It seems that the county government has learned about the epidemic!"
Ling Jiheng was not surprised, but replenishing supplies became a hassle again.
Fortunately, there is Chi Xingyue, who will never let them become penniless.
The group tried their best to avoid crowds, not join in the fun, and not go to the city to shop, but they were still infected.
The cause was that Master Chen fainted on the road and was carried under a tree. When his face was removed, it was discovered that his face was extremely pale.
When the Han family's young grandson saw this, he cried out, "It's over, it's over! The plague is coming!"
But the Chen family flatly denied it: "No, no, the uncle just had an infected wound."
Neither side could convince the other, so they could only ask the doctor in the caravan, Cheng Yingde, to come and see Master Chen.
Doctor Cheng frowned slightly and pressed Master Chen's left wrist for a long time before letting go in horror: "It's an epidemic, it's an epidemic!"
His voice trembled a little when he spoke.
Chi Xingyue gave Ling San a handkerchief, asked him to dip it in wine, and then gave it to Doctor Cheng to wipe his hands and disinfect them.
Then a group of people stayed away from the Chen family, fearing that they would be infected by them.
The Chen family could only shake their heads in horror, unable to say anything.
Sisters Chen Jintao and Chen Yinxiu collapsed on the ground, looking as if they had lost their parents.
No, it should be said that this word is a prophecy, and they are about to come true.
As we all know, epidemics have an extremely low cure rate.
That is based on the premise that the patient is usually in good health and has strong resistance.
Mr. Chen has been in poor health ever since he lost his right hand.
His body was already weak, and now he could basically be declared dead.
But Chen Jintao knew that her father could not die, otherwise she would have to observe mourning for three years, and there would be no way out.
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