The word "scorching sun" seems to make people feel like they are in a purgatory.
After a natural disaster, an epidemic will inevitably occur. Tianwu stared at Feng Yuheng and asked her, "Is there any hope?"
Feng Yuheng knitted her eyebrows together, thought for a while and said, "I have ordered people to move all the corpses outside the city to a distant place and gather them together. If we want to control the epidemic, the corpses must be burned first, and the living people must be on guard at all times. Any small wound on the body that is not properly treated may lead to an epidemic. The environment where the refugees live must also be constantly disinfected to isolate the germs as much as possible. The food must be clean. If they encounter heat and cold, they must be treated as soon as possible to recover quickly. Under such conditions, a sneeze may kill people. I..." She said a lot of words in one breath, and when she finally stopped, she held Xuan Tianming's hand tightly, then looked at Tianwu with a firm gaze, and said, "I'm leaving the city."
"No!" Xuan Tianming reacted immediately, holding her hand tightly with his backhand, and then said seriously: "Absolutely not."
Emperor Tianwu also nodded and said, "There are plenty of people to be deployed. Ah Heng, you don't need to go."
Feng Yuheng shook his head helplessly, "No, only I can save them. If I don't go, no matter how many doctors we send out, it will be useless."
She advised Xuan Tianming: "You have to believe me, I have the ability to protect myself, and I will definitely not be infected with the epidemic." Afraid that Xuan Tianming would not believe her, she continued: "I can give myself an injection, and as long as I take the injection, I will not get sick."
Xuan Tianming didn't know what her magical needle meant, but thinking about Feng Yuheng's performance in saving people several times before and those strange items, he knew that since this girl was so sure, she must be able to protect herself. So he nodded yes, but said: "Okay, I will go with you."
This sentence irritated Tianwu, and he slammed the table and shouted, "No!"
Zhang Yuan also advised: "Your Highness, think twice!"
Perhaps, Emperor Tianwu could accept Feng Yuheng's departure from the city, but he absolutely could not accept Xuan Tianming's departure from the city. He could not let his son make any more mistakes. So he waved his hand and sealed the matter - "I will never give in on this matter!"
Xuan Tianming stared at Tianwu for a long time without saying anything. Just when Feng Yuheng felt that the atmosphere was too awkward and wanted to persuade Xuan Tianming to give up the idea of leaving the city, Xuan Tianming suddenly spoke and said to Tianwu: "I finally understand why my mother doesn't want to see you."
With just one sentence, Tianwu's previous momentum was gone. His hands were still waving, frozen in mid-air, the anger on his face had not faded, but there was a hint of death. He seemed to have returned to many, many years ago, back to the days when he lived freely in the mountains with Yun Pianpian. That girl could make him happy for a long time just by catching a butterfly, and falling into the water while catching fish could make this seven-foot-tall man cry. But later, the plague spread, and so many people died in the tribe. The palace sent people to pick him up and told him to return to the palace. He gritted his teeth and took Yun Pianpian away from the tribe where she was born and raised, saving her life, but the plague could not be controlled. In the end, the entire tribe was destroyed in the long river of history. He kept it a secret from Yun Pianpian for a few more years until the truth was revealed. Yun Pianpian then locked herself in Yuehan Palace and never saw him again.
Tianwu was completely lifeless. Zhang Yuan supported him worriedly and kept winking at Xuan Tianming, hoping that he would say something nice. But Tianwu waved his hand, sighed, and said, "Go! Just come back alive. Save those refugees, just... just consider it as compensation for the Xiye clan."
Feng Yuheng didn't understand what Tianwu meant, nor did she understand what was going on with the Xiye clan. But she didn't have much curiosity. With the natural disaster already in front of her, who would have the energy to explore those gossips?
It was late at night. When the two men came out of the palace, it was already past midnight, but there were still many soldiers and officers running around in the streets, making people feel nervous.
Feng Yuheng said to Xuan Tianming: "Actually, you don't have to leave the city with me. After all, the capital is not stable, and people's hearts need to be appeased."
Xuan Tianming patted her shoulder and consoled her: "In the capital, we have our father and our seventh brother. When it comes to calming people's hearts, my seventh brother is always better than me."
Feng Yuheng also knew this truth, but when she was about to leave the palace, the look of reluctance on the part of Emperor Tianwu kept lingering in her mind. She said, "Father can't bear to let you go, so I can go out. After all, I'm not a member of the royal family. Even if something goes wrong, he won't be too distressed. But you are different, Xuan Tianming. I have to understand that Father doesn't want you to go out. If something happens to you, he can't bear it."
"Will you let anything happen to me?" Xuan Tianming asked her back, "If something happens to me, then you must be unsafe too. Hengheng, let's share the happiness and bear the pain together. It's okay. I'm a man."
With the words "I am a man", Feng Yuheng could no longer say anything. She could understand Xuan Tianming's intention to share the responsibility with her. If it were her turn, she would do the same.
The imperial carriage drove all the way to the county lady's mansion, and Xuan Tianming advised her: "Have a good sleep tonight, and we will leave the city early tomorrow morning."
It's said to have a good sleep, but who can sleep well? After Feng Yuheng returned to the yard, she went straight into the medicine room, then entered the space, found all the antibiotic injections in the space, picked out the ones that can be used and put them in a box. She also found a lot of disinfectants, took out a lot of spray bottles, and many necessary medicines, cold medicine, money medicine, diarrhea medicine, everything she could think of, she prepared in advance and took it out of the space. After tossing around like this countless times, the medicine room was full of things she brought out. Feng Yuheng sat on the ground, looking at the medicines piled up around her, and she didn't feel relaxed at all. Because she knew that medicines alone were not enough. She didn't know how Xuan Tiange's rice and food were prepared, and there were clothes.
Thinking of clothes, Feng Yuheng sighed and returned to the space again to take out the raincoats one by one. Fortunately, such non-consumable items in the space would be automatically replenished as long as they were taken out, otherwise she would really have no way.
She worked all night, filling the medicine room with stuff, but it was still not enough. But she couldn't take any more. There were too many things, and it would be a problem to transport them out of the city. She called Wangchuan in and ordered, "Go prepare the car quickly and load all the things on it. Remember, the car must be sturdy and the rainproof cloth must be thick."
Wang Chuan told her: "Miss, don't worry. You took apart many raincoats for the servants last night and used them to patch up the carriage. Now the outside of the carriage is covered with raincoats, so it will definitely not leak."
Only then did she feel relieved.
After a quick breakfast, Xuan Tianming's carriage had already arrived at the gate of the county lady's mansion. There was not only his carriage, but also Xuan Tiange's carriage, in which sat Bai Furong, Ren Xifeng, and Feng Tianyu. All the food she had bought was loaded into several large carriages and was waiting at the gate of the mansion.
Feng Yuheng left Qingyu in the mansion to take care of Yao, and joined the convoy with Wangchuan Huangquan and several carriages loaded with supplies.
Just as she was about to leave, Xiangrong ran out of the house in a raincoat and called her anxiously, "Second sister!"
Feng Yuheng turned around and said loudly: "Stay in the mansion and don't go anywhere. Be obedient."
"That's not the matter!" Xiang Rong said anxiously, "I'm not going to leave the city, but I think of the people outside the city wearing wet clothes. Even if they have tents to shelter from the rain and porridge to drink, they will still get sick if they wear such clothes! Second sister, it's definitely too late to make clothes now. I have some old clothes in my yard that I've worn before. They are all very clean. I have asked someone to go back and get them. Why don't we find some more old clothes and send them over? Give as many people as we can!"
Feng Yuheng's eyes lit up. She had indeed overlooked this point before. She thought Rong's idea was a good one. Using old clothes was much easier than making new ones, and it was not wasteful. But with the efforts of just a few people, how many old clothes could they gather?
At this time, Ren Xifeng, who came with Xuan Tiange, said in a royal carriage behind: "How about this! Tianyu and I will stay and collect clothes with Miss Three. If we don't have enough at home, we can go to other people's houses to get them.
There are so many wealthy families in the city. No matter if they are masters or servants, as long as they are clean and dry, they will be fine. We don’t care about whether they are good or bad. We will send out a cartload as soon as we collect them. How about that?”
Feng Tianyu nodded, "That's a good idea." Then he waved to Xiangrong, "Miss San, come over to us."
Xiangrong ran happily to the back, and Xuan Tiange assigned them another carriage. Feng Yuheng saw that everything was arranged properly, and hurriedly urged the driver to hurry on.
Xuan Tianming told her: "The east and south gates have the most people gathered, while the north and west gates have relatively fewer people. Soldiers have been sent over there, and the palace has also assigned several doctors to follow them. There won't be much of a problem. The south has the most refugees, because there has been a lot of rain in the south, so there are naturally more people fleeing. Let's go to the south first."
The convoy headed all the way to the South City Gate. When it finally stopped, it heard a rumbling sound ahead. She frowned: "Is it still thundering?"
Xuan Tianming frowned, "I'm afraid it's not thunder."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice was heard outside: "Have the prince and the county lady arrived?"
They could tell that the person who was speaking was Wang Zhuo. Wang Chuan walked forward and lifted the curtain of the imperial carriage, and saw Wang Zhuo standing outside in the rain, shouting, "My Lord, this is bad, the refugees outside are trying to break in, and are working together to ram the city gate!"
The two of them felt a headache after hearing this, and quickly stood up and put on their transparent raincoats, then walked out of the imperial carriage together. As they walked, Xuan Tianming asked, "Is there no tent outside the city?"
Wang Zhuo said, "They did, but setting up tents is useless. They have no food, and many people died last night, mostly from starvation. This morning, the refugees gathered together as if they had discussed it beforehand, and desperately rushed to the city gate."
Xuan Tianming roared angrily, "Nonsense! Do you have food when you come in? Are they fleeing or robbing?"
Seeing that he was angry, Wang Zhuo didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Xuan Tianming would get angry and order everyone to be killed.
But in fact, Xuan Tianming did not have such an idea. He just held Feng Yuheng tightly and walked up to the tower. Behind him, Xuan Tiange and Bai Furong also followed. Everyone looked depressed and panicked.
When everyone finally stood on the city wall, Feng Yuheng lowered his head and saw countless refugees gathering outside the city. Some were too sick and hungry to move, so they lay in the mud; those who still had the strength tried their best to bang against the city gate; there were children crying non-stop; there were old people and women kneeling on the ground praying silently.
She roughly estimated that there were at least tens of thousands of refugees outside.
The hand held by Xuan Tianming gradually became colder. Even Feng Yuheng couldn't help but feel fear when facing such a scene.
The city gate was pounded loudly by the flesh and blood of the refugees. From time to time, seriously injured people were replaced. The ears were filled with shouts of "Let us in", and the city wall underfoot seemed to tremble.
Xuan Tianming sensed her emotions, and tightened his grip on her hand, then leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, the world won't be in chaos."
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