From the moment he got the news, Yuan Yuan could no longer live with a faint resentment towards Huo Yuyu.Although he believed in the fate, but it was nearly a month later, the front foot reported that the epidemic was under control, the transmission route was the water source, and the back foot fell ill and pointed directly at the original family.Or are they so "bitter and bitter", it is very likely that there is a certain community of interests - the current major pharmacies and medicinal material suppliers in Pingjing have begun to hoard Juqi.He didn't know if there was any connection with King Ning during this period, he only knew that his former relatives and his current beloved were on the verge of the worst.And there is a miasma of smoke above the court, he is just a supervisor of the sixth grade, and he can't do anything.The only thing he can rely on now is his grandfather.People outside were panicked, and the Gu Mansion also fell into a tense and depressing atmosphere, half because of the spread of the disease, and half because of the affairs of the original family.When Yuan Yu'an met his grandfather in the study, the two uncles and Yuan Yuning were in the study, sitting silently.The fourth uncle was a little impatient, shaking his legs uncontrollably from time to time."
This disease is spread by water sources, why does it spread when the water from the original home is sealed early?"
The fourth uncle asked and answered, "It just happened that when the good news came and the reputation of the original family reversed, there must be a promoter behind it, what is the deep hatred with the original family?"
The old man of Yushitai is also vicious, and even asked the emperor to burn the living!
”The third uncle muttered: "Now that the disease has spread, those infected areas are quite prosperous, and there are many people coming and going.The implication is still expanding, and all the infected people will not be burned. ”The fourth uncle was a little excited, and slapped on the arm of the chair, which scared Yuan Yuning to tremble.The fourth uncle's face turned red, "That group of people first sent their brother-in-law to Nanlang on the grounds of the original family's criminal karma, and now they want the original family to atone for their sins with death for the same reason!"
”This is precisely what Yuan Yu'an is most worried about.He originally thought that under the heavy guard, King Ning would not be able to make a move against the original family in the future, but he underestimated the extent of a person's evil.King Ning can use the entire Nanlang as a base for revenge, and it is very in line with King Ning's style of acting to involve the people of Pingjing.It's just that how can he say without evidence that the initiator of all this is Ning Guangtu, King of Ning?
Gu Lao seemed to be completely unaffected, only lowered his head from time to time to guide Yuan Yuning to practice calligraphy, and said calmly: "The emperor is not so stupid. ”Gu Lao looked at Yuan Yuan'an, who was full of worries, and said with relief: "Several old ministers have jointly folded their names, asking Your Majesty to send the original family to the suburban villa to recuperate.Your father has already received good news from Nanlang, and several doctors in the original family have gradually figured out the way to treatment, at this moment, it is clear which is more important than the other. ”Grandfather was right, and Yuan An bowed his head in response.It's that he's in a hurry.With a little determination in his heart, he closed his mouth, and thought of a way in silence, he didn't say anything about King Ning, only asked the elders to take care of their health, and then took their leave.Sure enough, just two days later, the original family moved to the suburbs of the villa, at the same time, the Longtou Temple was requisitioned, the infected people were transferred one by one, and the suburbs of Beijing began to build a sick workshop.
——On this day of spring and Jingming, Ning Guangtu was in the study, full of dead anger."
Bang!"
He waved his hand and smashed the carved inkstone.The gray inkstone flew out, and the ink and lead gray shards splattered like flesh and blood, just as he had planned to lose everything.If the people under his command are ineffective, he will definitely roar and call them "a bunch of waste" at this moment, but the revenge plan is his own game, and he will have a smooth life and must not admit that he is useless.Before he could do anything, the original family was protected in disguise.And now he is in trouble, and he can't even force the emperor to attack the original family.Isn't the original family running out of gas?!
Why aren't you dead yet?!
His plan is only one step, one step!
Ning Guangtu's cheeks bulged and bulged, the horizontal flesh accumulated on his face trembled slightly, and in his hands, the last words of the concubine were crumpled together.Ning Jingwen heard the movement of her father's study in another courtyard, and stopped, her face gradually tense.Her father was humble and gentle, more approachable than her uncles, and was the benevolence of the emperor's uncle.Recently, there was a plague in Pingjing, and my father seemed to be very busy, thinking that he was anxious for the safety of the people.Ning Jingwen sighed, instructed a maid beside her to go to the kitchen to prepare some soup to clear her heart and reduce the fire, and turned around and went to the courtyard where her father's study was.Before he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw the porter hurrying to his father's study, as if he was thinking about something important, and he couldn't delay a step.Since her father had something to do, Ning Jingwen didn't want to go and disturb her, so she stood at the door for a while and returned the same way.On the way back, she happened to meet her brother Ning Jingyi striding towards the plum garden, she thought of the woman in the plum garden, embroidered eyebrows slightly frowned - the son of the dignified Ning Wangfu, who has no world, and is in love all day long, it is really difficult to be a big responsibility!
Ning Jingyi touched her disgusted eyes, and smiled happily, "If you frown too much, beware of becoming ugly." ”When he said this, he ignored his sister's annoyance and walked away briskly.Ning Jingwen looked at her brother's back hatefully, and it took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief.Anyway, Ning Wangfu still has his father against the sky, and it is normal for his brother to be sensible late.
——At about Mo You, it was getting late, and Ning Guangtu set off from the side gate and rode towards the suburbs.There is a yellow-brown piece of straw paper stacked in the dark compartment of his desk, which is the paper money burned by the deceased when the Nanlang folk hold a funeral for the deceased.The female Taoist who knew the heavenly secret had never taken the initiative to contact him, and this time she sent the paper money to the door of his house, which was unknown, but she was very feminine.The female Taoist looked for him, thinking that things would turn around, and she would solve his doubts.Ning Guangtu hurried out of the city, his heartbeat was fast, but the skin was collected in the steep spring cold, and there was no sweat.When I arrived at the Taoist temple, the sky was much darker, the night sky on a clear day was a quiet indigo blue, the branches had already sprouted, and the dead leaves under the feet were not rotten.He came out in a hurry, and did not think about bringing fire, so he could only listen to the rising chirping of the lonely bird, and clenched the saber at his waist.The Taoist temple was dim and silent, and he stood at the door and called "Taoist".No one answered him, and there was a faint fragrance floating in the air.He waited, and then called again.At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind the stone statue.Ning Guangtu had never been wary of the female way, so he lifted off his robe and stepped in, engulfed in darkness.There is no doubt about him, he pleaded to the stone statue: "Dao Chief, Nanlang and Pingjing are complaining because of the plague, so far, why is the original family still lingering, and there are even signs of recovery." ”He bit the word "recovery" hard, and seemed to be extremely reluctant to admit it."
Everything I do is in accordance with the will of heaven, is it possible that my interference, not only did not promote the will of heaven, but ......"
His eyes lit up, as if he had reacted to something, and his brows were locked, "Isn't it possible for heaven to interfere?"
”The stone statue just looked at him in the dark and did not answer.He was silent for a moment, and then realized that something was wrong, pressed his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Dao Chief?
”In response, a tall, thin figure, darker than dim, slowly stepped out from behind the stone statue.