Wei Yangmou

The palace was completely renovated, although it could not be fully regulated in a short period of time, but fortunately, there were only a few palace masters, and after calculation, there were only two people, and there were only dozens of palace people, no matter what counted, it was enough.

Sang Hongyang took the selected people in and out of Jiaodong several times, and made a small fortune. Jiaodong has a vast land, and it is also a good profit for planting trees.

Moreover, it is convenient and trouble-free, and you can start it during the slack season, and learn some crafts when it grows.

I can make ends meet.

Sang Hongyang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he was able to make a deal with Liu Che. It would be embarrassing if he brought someone to make such a fuss and ended up bringing nothing back.

However, it was too early for him to relax. As soon as he got home, before he had time to have a sip of tea, Da Si Nong Zheng walked in at that time, grabbed him and left.

Sang Hongyang supported his small body not to be dragged down by him, and insisted on passing the teacup he was still holding to his mouth. He drank two sips of tea and almost choked before he spoke: "Master Zheng, what is this?" What are you going to do?"

Zheng was frowning at the time. It had only been half a year since he came to Jiaodong Mansion to work. He looked several years older, and even his hair was a little gray. He was clearly at the age, but now he looked sad.

"Those victims who were quarantined, after all these days, thought they were fine, and were planning to release them, who knows..."

He was depressed, and the pain on his face was almost overflowing.

Sang Hongyang stopped immediately: "Then it's useless for you to find me? I'll find Dr. He for you?"

Zheng held his hand tightly at that time, and did not let go: "Doctor He is at a loss what to do, he is discussing with some folk sages, Master Sang doesn't need to do anything, just go there and find a place to stand, give me courage. "

Sang Hongyang's scalp tingled. After seeing the brutality of the victims last time, he had some shadows towards these people. He dared to approach them, stretched out his hand to grab the door frame, and refused to follow Zheng at that time.

Zheng was thin and weak at the time, but the strength in his hands was astonishingly strong. He was pulled down abruptly and dragged forward. Sang Hongyang kicked his legs a few times, but to no avail. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure walking by. , suddenly screamed.

"Wei Qing, help!"

Wei Qing raised his head and took a look here. He went to the city to inspect, and met a caravan returning to the city on the way. Knowing that Sang Hongyang had also returned, he stopped by to see him. Unexpectedly, he heard his voice before entering the door. .

"What is this going to do?"

When Wei Qing recognized Zheng, he stretched out his hand to stop him, lifted Sang Hongyang with ease, and made him stand up straight before he began to speak.

When Zheng saw him, he ignored Sang Hongyang, grabbed him, and dragged him away.

Wei Qing didn't dare to hurt him, so he was unprepared for a while, and was dragged by him, but it was only one step.

Sang Hongyang took a step back, gloated and said, "He wants to take you to see the victims."

After speaking, he turned around and ran, moved his legs, but found that the door of the mansion was not approaching, he was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and said angrily: "Wei Qing, let me go."

Wei Qing brought the man to his side, and said righteously: "This is a business matter, how can Mr. Sang shirk it."

Wei Qing was much more powerful than Zheng at that time, so he dragged Sang Hongyang to the isolation area along the way.Zheng was so grateful at the time, he grabbed Wei Qing's belt tightly with his hands, and looked at him with emotion.

As the isolation zone was approaching, Wei Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Zheng also stopped at that time, staring at him nervously, afraid that he would turn around and leave: "General Wei, what's wrong?"

Wei Qing listened for a while, then suddenly put down Sang Hongyang who had been carrying him all the way, turned him around, turned his back to the isolation area, and said in a low voice, "Go back."

Sang Hongyang turned to look at him puzzled, he really didn't like to come here, but Wei Qing's appearance made him want to find out.

"Master Zheng, you and I are enough." Wei Qing turned to Zheng and said to Zheng at that time. Seeing that he still wanted to go in, Zheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

Compared with Sang Hongyang's small body, Wei Qing obviously looks stronger. With him, it doesn't matter whether Sang Hongyang goes or not.

Sang Hongyang looked depressed, and said in his heart: "Do you think I'm an object? Don't let me in, I have to go in."

He puffed up his face, and took advantage of the two people's unpreparedness, "whoosh" slipped over, and within two steps, Wei Qing dragged him back by the back of his collar.

The opponent's tiger eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Don't make trouble!"

Sang Hongyang shrank his neck, honestly pretending to be a quail, Wei Qing pushed him: "Go back..."

Sang Hongyang took two steps forward, glanced back secretly, and found that the two had already gone inside, so he turned a corner and followed inside.

As he got closer, he heard a beast-like roar, mixed with sobbing. This sound could still be heard as a human voice, but it was still very pervasive.

Sang Hongyang hugged his arms, thinking, even if it is a plague, it can't be so uncomfortable...

The quarantine area is a residential area surrounded by a long and narrow alley outside. In the dead of night, when people walk, the sound of footsteps can echo three or four times.

Sang Hongyang felt a little regretful when he walked halfway. The cry from the alley carried a series of echoes. It was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. It was so magnificent that his legs couldn't move.

Suddenly Wei Qing's voice came from the front, sounding very surprised: "What's going on?"

Sang Hongyang was shocked immediately, and ran towards the source of the sound without caring whether he would be discovered.

Passing through the alley, Sang Hongyang discovered that every house had a very strong fence made of wood. At this time, someone was trying to attack Wei Qing in the fence in front of Wei Qing, but because he was blocked by the fence, So screaming all the time.

The man couldn't see his face at all, his face was pitch black, and there was a hole, and he didn't know if his hair stuck to his face, it looked crooked and disgusting.

Sang Hongyang couldn't help but gasped, Wei Qing turned his head to look at him, his gaze was very stern, Sang Hongyang shrank his neck, smiled flatteringly, slowly walked over and stood beside him, muttering: " How is this going?"

Zheng sighed at the time: "We didn't know either. At first we only thought it was a large-scale fever. Who knew that people were about to be released, but it turned out to be like this. Fortunately, I have been too busy these days, so I didn't have time to release them." Let people out. Otherwise, I don’t know how many people will be infected.”

Sang Hongyang looked at the other party's pitch-black nails, and thought, "It doesn't look like it's going to be contagious."

It's like eating people.

"The doctor has no clue at all?"

Zheng shook his head at the time: "Doctor He's eyes are red, I have searched all the ancient books, but I can't find what to do..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Sang Hongyang's mind, and he asked, "Didn't you look for that Qu Wuxian? Isn't he very powerful?"

"Mr. Qu has already gone south with the victims in order to find the source of the drug. I'm afraid he won't be able to find anyone."

When you can use it, you can't find anyone...

Sang Hongyang was a little melancholy, and silently hid behind Wei Qing, thinking that the appearance of these victims who didn't know what symptoms they were suffering from looked really intrusive.

"Do your Highnesses know?"

Zheng wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling a little helpless: "I haven't figured out how to report this yet, not to mention that the situation in the army is stable, and the two Highnesses probably won't have time to take care of each other."

Sang Hongyang looked at Zheng at the time speechlessly: "Then when do you plan to delay?"

"I plan to stay here for one night to see what they will turn into. When the time comes, His Highness smells it, and I have an explanation."

Zheng was frowning at the time, but he was actually holding a pen in one hand and a plain silk in the other. He was staring at the frantic victims with wide-eyed eyes, writing two words on it from time to time.

Sang Hongyang found it difficult to watch, and suggested: "I think, you should find an alchemist to take a look. I heard that His Highness already has a batch of them, but they rarely show up. Why don't you ask for one to take a look?"

Zheng turned his head to look at him at that time, his eyes were burning, as if hope was ignited by Sang Hongyang's proposal: "Is it really useful?"

Sang Hongyang took a step back: "You old bastard, don't say you didn't think of it, and then my mouth said it, don't you want me to speak for you?"

Zheng bowed at that time, and said with a wry smile: "Master Sang, can you see if I can walk here or there?"

Wei Qing gave Sang Hongyang a push: "Go and ask my sister to come and take a look."

elder sister……

Sang Hongyang was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't remember where his sister came from. After a while, he had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that not long ago, he realized that Wei Zifu and Wei Qing were siblings.

It's just that, that's your sister, speaking as if you and I are brothers.

Sang Hongyang was thinking wildly in his head, but he agreed happily on his face. He didn't want to stay in this place any longer. He agreed and ran away. When he crossed the alley, he was shocked by the echo of his own footsteps. Feeling numb, he stopped on the road and went straight to the barracks.

At this time, the young Li Ling was leading two thousand northern troops towards Jiaodong Mansion with great momentum.

Liu Cheng and Liu Fei followed him on horseback, and they rarely spoke, especially Liu Cheng, who almost became a saw-mouthed gourd, not saying a word from beginning to end.

Liu Fei often turned his head to look at him, with some thoughtful eyes, Liu Cheng only felt that his body was numb from head to toe, and he didn't even have a trace of consciousness.

"General Li, the victims are going south, so we let them go?"

Liu Fei asked Li Ling, but his eyes fell on Liu Cheng.Li Ling smiled, he was younger than everyone present, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, his vigor was beyond the reach of others, even when he smiled, he was somewhat complacent.

The end is youthful and frivolous.

Liu Cheng curled his lips indifferently, and looked at Liu Fei: "Brother Wang, I'm a little tired after traveling all the way, so I'm going back to the carriage."

After he finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and walked back. Li Ling turned to look at him, and yelled twice, but he pretended he couldn't hear him. Li Ling sighed and scratched his head: "Why is he still so stingy? Take his bow and arrow, remember to hate me till now?"

Liu Fei didn't know about this problem. Liu Cheng was young, so he and Li Ling talked together. It's reasonable to have some friendship since childhood, but he was eight or nine years older than these people. When the two of them played in mud, he was already an adult. , where else can I speak.

Li Ling didn't need him to answer, he sighed for a while, and muttered: "This body is just like when I was a child, so weak that I feel tired even riding a horse... Fortunately, I don't have to fight, otherwise I would have fallen apart... ..."