A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

The flowers will bloom and the epidemic will end, and we will all welcome the coming autumn with one heart.

The plague really was just as Yuan Ying had expected. After three long months, as the last patient in the quarantine area recovered and returned home, the shadow of the plague finally dissipated gradually, and the people of Zhuang County welcomed the end of the plague.

Since ancient times, no doctor has ever cured the plague. Every time the plague broke out, countless people were killed and injured, and corpses were everywhere!

Although more than 20,000 people died in Zhuang County this time, they are now well without antibiotic treatment, and the disease has not spread to surrounding counties and cities.

Yuan Ying did not dare to relax and asked County Magistrate Wei to popularize post-epidemic prevention to everyone. Disinfection work continued and quicklime was spread at the bottom of the burial pit after the incinerated bodies.

To prevent the plague from sweeping back again, avoid gatherings, wear masks, wash hands frequently, and strengthen personal hygiene protection; report immediately if you feel unwell.

Everything was explained in great detail, and now everyone obeyed Yuan Ying's words without any doubt.

Next, Murong Xuanyi held a celebration banquet at the county government office at his own expense, on the one hand to express his condolences to all the front-line epidemic prevention personnel, and on the other hand to thank the villagers who raised funds for Zhuang County.

At the banquet, Murong Xuanyi raised his wine glass and said:

"The plague has dissipated, the mountains and rivers are safe, and the people are at peace! This king would like to thank you all. You have guarded Zhuang County regardless of your own safety and personal gains and losses. This glass of wine is offered to you all!"

After saying this, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. Everyone followed suit and drank it all.

Murong Xuanyi picked up the wine glass and walked up to Yuan Ying and said, "It is a great fortune for our Great Xia to have a capable person like Master Yuan! On behalf of all the people in Zhuang County, I thank you!"

He said this seriously and solemnly. Then he drank the wine in the glass.

Yuan Ying also picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then said: "Your Majesty, you are too kind! I don't deserve it. It is because of our unity that we have defeated the plague.

Victory belongs to everyone! To Daxia! For everyone's beautiful tomorrow! Let's raise our glasses and drink together. "

The atmosphere was heated and exciting due to Yuan Ying's bold words.

During the dinner, many people toasted Yuan Ying, and she drank all of them. Before she joined the army, she never drank alcohol, but later in the army, there were always some troublemakers who refused to obey the rules.

Then she would be beaten first and then given a drink, and she would immediately be obedient. After a long time, her alcohol tolerance was trained.

After drinking more than a dozen cups, Yuan Ying didn't blush or feel nervous, and just stared at the person next to him.

Murong Xuanyi pursed his lips, put down his wine glass, and stared at Yuan Ying with a frown. This little bastard was drinking too much without restraint.

As if sensing his burning gaze, Yuan Ying raised his eyes.

He met Murong Xuanyi's ink-black eyes.

Yuan Ying started to wonder why he was staring at her? Did he think she drank too much? Not really, Zhuang County was poor, but it was not poor enough for a few drinks.

She had a rebellious mentality. She insisted on drinking a few more cups even if she was not allowed to. After drinking, she raised her eyebrows at Murong Xuanyi. What? I'll drink it.

Murong Xuanyi felt both amused and angry when he saw her smug look.

The end of the plague means that he will be able to leave Zhuang County in a few days. This is what Murong Xuanyi has always wanted, but when the time comes to leave, he becomes inexplicably irritated.

Especially seeing that little bastard's heartless look, I felt even more depressed. He said he would go back to marry his sweetheart when the plague was over. Well, he would get married when he returned to Beijing, so let's just marry each other and live happily ever after!

He just felt a little depressed, so he drank one glass of wine after another.

Fang Yang and Jiang Chong looked at each other, neither of them dared to persuade him. They didn't know what was wrong with Grandpa recently. It was something worth celebrating that the plague was over and he could return to Beijing soon, but Grandpa looked unhappy. It was very abnormal, but they couldn't figure out the reason!

The bright morning sunlight shone into the room through the window. Feeling the stimulation of the sunlight, Yuan Ying raised his hands to rub his eyes, slowly opened them, and looked around the room. In front of him was the familiar bed curtains and the familiar quilt.

"Awake?" Murong Xuanyi's lazy and sleepy voice came from the table. His cold facial features were hidden in the morning sunlight.

Yuan Ying panicked. Wasn't she drinking? Why was Murong Xuanyi here? Did she drink too much? It seemed that she drank a few more glasses because she thought of her mother in another world and felt bad. How could she get drunk when she had always been a good drinker?

She asked Murong Xuanyi nervously: "Why are you here? You... I... I haven't done anything inappropriate, right?"

Seeing her like this, Murong Xuanyi raised his lips and said, "You drank too much and I was afraid you would need water or go to the toilet, so I'm here. You didn't do anything out of line, you were a good drinker, you just kept calling me mom."

Hearing Murong Xuanyi say this, Yuan Ying felt relieved. Just when she was about to say something.

Old Man Hua brought a bowl of hangover soup over. Seeing Murong Xuanyi still here, he looked very unhappy and asked, "Why are you still here? What's the matter with you guarding a man's room?"

When Murong Xuanyi heard this, his face turned red and he quickly returned to his room.

Seeing the old man's bad face, Yuan Ying quickly said pitifully, "Master, my head hurts."

Old Man Hua said angrily: "You deserve it. Who told you to drink so much? Hurry up and drink this."

Yuan Ying took the sobering soup from Old Man Hua and drank it all in one gulp. He immediately felt much clearer.

"Thank you, Master. You are the best." Yuan Ying said flatteringly.

Old Man Hua snorted and went out with the bowl.

Yuan Ying then lay back on the bed. He should be careful when drinking in the future as he almost exposed his identity.

After lunch, Murong Xuanyi called Yuan Ying. She frowned and said, "My Lord, is there something wrong?"

Murong Xuanyi suppressed his anger and said, "Yeah!"

Yuan Ying followed Murong Xuanyi into the room. Murong Xuanyi took out a stack of banknotes from the desk and said, "This is the reward from the court. The extra money is what I promised to give you."

Yuan Ying glanced at it and didn't take it. He said casually: "At that time, it was said that all the reward money would be donated to the people of Zhuang County. You can just give it directly to Lord Wei."

Murong Xuanyi stared at Yuan Ying for a long while and said, "Not leaving a single cent?"

Yuan Ying said firmly: "Yes! Not a cent left."

"Then what will you marry?"

Yuan Ying was stunned: "Getting married?"

"Oh, getting married. In our hometown, we don't need to pay a betrothal gift. Besides, we love each other so much that we won't be influenced by worldly things." Yuan Ying answered casually.

Murong Xuanyi's face was terribly gloomy: Humph! What a mutual affection.

So I was struggling with this, even doubting whether I had really fallen in love with him, and I kept suppressing myself and didn't dare to get close to him, fearing that I had fallen in love with Yuan Ying.

But in fact, this little bastard didn't take himself seriously at all. He thought he was just a clown who directed and acted in his own drama. He suddenly sneered.

Yuan Ying looked at Murong Xuanyi as if he was a psychopath. Then he quickly returned to his room, fearing that he might suffer from epilepsy.

As soon as she returned to the room, Old Man Hua came in excitedly and said, "Look, Xiaoying, I have made the antidote."

Yuan Ying took a look at the pale yellow pill in the old man's hand. It was about 80% similar to the modern detoxification tablets, but it didn't have the modern yellow color, probably because no pigment was added.

She said, "Then how do you prove that it has the same efficacy?"

Old Man Hua looked at Yuan Ying with an evil smile. She was so frightened that she wanted to run away, but it was too late and she collapsed on the stool.

Yuan Ying was so angry that he cursed with all his strength: "You old man, you are so cruel that you dare to use me to test poison."

Old Hua said with a bit of guilt:

"Last time you were poisoned by my cartilage powder, you recovered quickly after taking the antidote. Let me see if my antidote can also help you recover quickly."

After saying that, he fed the antidote tablet into Yuan Ying's mouth.

After a while, Yuan Ying's hands and feet felt warm and his whole body regained strength. The first thing Yuan Ying did after recovering was to chase the old man and beat him.

"You old fool, I'm breaking off my friendship with you. You are no longer my master. Humph..."

This damn old man cannot be forgiven, absolutely cannot be forgiven...

Old Man Hua was very happy to see Yuan Ying jumping up and down. He actually succeeded. Then he would study the anti-inflammatory tablets.

Thinking of this, the old man took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said in a flattering manner: "Little ancestor, don't be angry, come! The master made it especially for you."

Yuan Ying said vigilantly: "What kind of poison do you want me to test on you?"

Old Man Hua said angrily, "You're the poison. This is the jade skin cream I made for you using your half ginseng. Look at your skin, it's darker and rougher than mine."

Yuan Ying was furious when he heard this. He said angrily, "You old loser, this ginseng is very valuable, but you just wasted it like this."

Old Man Hua looked nonchalant: "Well, do you want it? Otherwise it would be a waste."

"Don't think I will forgive you just like that." Yuan Ying snatched it away fiercely.

Old Man Hua returned to his room embarrassedly. It seemed that he should not mess with that little ancestor for the next two days.