Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

Seeing that the person who came was actually Meng Yi, Su Yu couldn't help showing doubts on his face.

Didn't this guy just go home after drinking?

Why did you come here again in the middle of the night? His face was still in a hurry.

Without waiting for Su Yu to ask, Meng Yi said anxiously with a pale face:

"Su Yu! It's not good, Wan Ning's father is suddenly seriously ill, and he's dying."

"what!?"

Su Yu's eyes widened in vain.

"Shouldn't General Meng Tian be guarding the Great Wall at this time? Why did he suddenly become seriously ill?"

"It's too late to explain, we'll talk on the way."

Meng Yi took Su Yu and went out.

He believed that, as an immortal Su Yu, there would be a way to save his brother.

Su Yu didn't delay either.

Regardless of whether he can save him or not, at least as a modern person, he is much stronger than Meng Yi and the others.

The two just went out, and Meng Wanning also ran out with tears on her face.

It turned out that the two of them were talking just now, and she could hear them clearly through the window.

"Wan Ning, don't worry, Su Yu will do something."

"Brother Yu, please, big brother Yu, you must save my father!"

Meng Wan's face was covered with tears.

Su Yu sighed deeply and had to nod.

Then pull her on a horse.

"drive!"

With the sound of hoofs, the three and two horses quickly disappeared into the quiet night.

...

At this time, the Mengtian mansion was brightly lit.

The guards and servants up and down were all trembling with fear.

Their master hasn't come back for a long time.

The lady was also entrusted by her own master to live in the mansion of Lord Meng Yi next door.

Originally, they were quite comfortable.

But I never thought that when my master came back, he was seriously ill.

In case there is something wrong with the master.

Then these servants, I am afraid that they will have to be buried with them at that time.

In the bedroom at this time, Meng Tian leaned on the bed with a sallow face.

From time to time, he coughed twice in pain.

In the entire bedroom, there is only Meng Tian's wife, Meng Wanning's mother, Bu Xianglian.

The tears on Bu Xianglian's face have not yet been wiped away.

Holding a bowl with soup medicine in his hand, he fed the medicine to Meng Tian spoonful by spoonful.

"Cough...Xianglian, go out quickly, this is the epidemic I have, and it will infect you."

Meng Tian regretted it.

A few days ago, he got a quick report.

It is said that His Majesty got the help of the immortals and obtained a treasure map that records the detailed terrain of mountains and rivers.

And he ordered him to go back and take the map that recorded the terrain of the Huns outside Yinshan to the frontier to assist in the battle.

Of course, the one he took away was enlarged and copied by Lao Zhao Ming's most powerful painter.

But even so, he was already very happy.

So he hurried back to Xianyang.

During this time, he passed a village post.

I originally wanted to replace the horses and add some food.

I never thought that when I entered the village, I found that there was no popularity in it.

Originally found that it was wrong, he should have left directly.

But under the urging of curiosity and doubt, he opened the door of a village community.

In an instant, the foul-smelling air wafted into the nostrils.

The sight that caught his eye made his complexion change drastically.

A family of three, all died.

The vomit in the room made Meng Tian realize that there was an epidemic in this village!

Without saying a word, he mounted his horse and stayed away overnight.

However, the breath of virus-filled air when he opened the door still got him shot.

Before reaching Xianyang City, he felt that his body was a little heavy and tired.

Occasionally get chills all over.

Meng Tian knew that he might have contracted the epidemic.

Originally, he had already arrived outside the city at noon today.

But in order not to spread the epidemic, he waited until late at night, when there was no one on the streets of Chen, before returning home.

When he got home, he locked himself in the bedroom.

But his wife begged bitterly, and this is the current situation.

"Xianglian, I'm Meng Tian...cough, I'm sorry for your mother and daughter."

"I haven't come back for many years, and once I come back, it will hurt you."

"Hurry up...cough, go out quickly, I'm afraid..."

"Brother Tian, ​​stop talking, you'll be fine." Bu Xianglian's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Meng Tian shook his head.

He knows his own situation.

In this state, he probably won't have a few days to live.

He only hated that the Hun Baiyue was not destroyed and his daughter Wan Ning was not married, but he had to take a step first.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't be discouraged, Meng Yi has already gone to find the immortal, and he will definitely come to save you." Bu Xianglian said hopefully.

Bu Xianglian's voice just fell.

There was a shout from the door.

"Brother! I brought Su Yu to rescue you!"

ps: 1. In Daqin, in fact, it is said that Meng Yi and Bu Xianglian met very late. Later, there was the matter of pen making. This book is an overhead history.