Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

Jing Lingfeng looked at the city gate playfully and said, "You can try and see if you can open the city gate."

Yan Ruoli looked at his expression and knew that he was waiting to laugh at her.

This Jing Lingfeng is actually quite useful.

Yan Ruoli thought for a moment and said in a playful tone: "General Jing thinks I can't open the city gate? How about we make a bet?"

"How to bet?" Jing Lingfeng became interested.

He is very competitive.

It is precisely because of his unwillingness to admit defeat that he has strict requirements on himself, worked hard to practice his skills, and became a general at a young age.

Yan Ruoli said: "If I can open the city gate and ask General Jing to accompany us into the city and take over all affairs in the city, will General Jing dare?"

Jing Lingfeng understood what she meant.

She was worried about the complicated situation in the city and wanted to use his army and his iron-fisted governance methods to forcefully manage the city so that she could smoothly implement the treatment plan.

Jing Lingfeng knew that if he did this and forcibly took away the power of Wuzhi County, it would bring him endless troubles.It can range from being demoted, to being thrown into prison.

However, for the sake of the people in the city, he is willing.

He was already thinking about dying, but now he doesn't have to worry about dying from illness. He has already made a lot of money, right?

Jing Lingfeng readily agreed: "No problem, it's a trivial matter, why not? But what if you can't open the city gate?"

Yan Ruoli was also very happy: "If I can't open the city gate, I'm willing to admit defeat and let General Jing do what he wants."

"Okay, if you can't open the city gate, you must stay in Changning County until the day when the plague is completely resolved." Jing Lingfeng put forward his conditions.

"That's natural."

Yan Ruoli had no objection, this coincided with her own thoughts.

Needless to say, she didn't feel comfortable leaving until the plague was resolved.

A group of people arrived outside the city gate.

Yan Ruoli wanted to test the officers and soldiers in the city, so she knocked on the door and shouted: "Master, it may rain tonight. Can you be accommodating and let the people outside the city come into the city to take shelter from the rain?"

The officers and soldiers inside the door replied through the door: "Let them go back to their homes. There is no place for them to live in the city."

Yan Ruoli said: "If we let them go home, some of them may sneak away and bring the disease to other places."

"Just take it with you. What does it have to do with us?" the officers and soldiers inside the door replied impatiently.

They actually wanted to escape. If Jing Lingfeng hadn't been guarding outside, they might have escaped.

Yan Ruoli was angry and argued: "If the disease is brought to other places, many people may get sick and die."

"What does it have to do with Changning County whether people in other places die or not? Besides, there are checkpoints in other places, and it will be difficult for them to escape even if they want to. Come on, stop screaming. The county magistrate has an order not to open the city gate. , it’s useless for you to say anything.” The tone of the officers and soldiers inside the door was very unkind.

Jing Lingfeng glanced at Yan Ruoli proudly, but when he looked at the closed city gate, his eyes were full of ridicule and anger.

Yan Ruoli had no choice but to say: "Even if they can't escape, the village is very scattered. If they get sick, there is no doctor to treat them and there is no medicine. What will they do?"

"Let them figure it out on their own. There are many people in our city who are sick, and there are not enough doctors to take care of them. Okay, stop arguing. It's useless to argue. The door won't open."

"Master, please be accommodating."

"We don't have to be accommodating. We still want Jing Lingfeng to be accommodating and let us out. Is he willing? Leave quickly. If he doesn't leave, we will shoot."

Yan Ruoli saw that she really couldn't convince them, so she had no choice but to say, "I have a decree from Prince Ding'an. How dare you not open the city gate?"

"Prince Ding'an's handwriting?" The officers and soldiers inside the door sneered, "I also said that I have the emperor's handwriting."

"You do not believe?"

"Do you think I will believe it? If there is a handwriting from Prince Ding'an, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

Not to mention that the officers and soldiers in the city didn't believe it, even Jing Lingfeng was a little skeptical.

If there really was a handwriting from Prince Ding'an, why did she talk so much just now?She should be confident enough to come knock on the door and order the people inside to open the door.

Ye Weiyun stepped forward and shouted coldly: "Open the door. Whether there is a handwriting from Prince Ding'an, you will know at a glance. If something goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

His voice was full of majesty, and the officers and soldiers inside the door were suddenly at a loss.

After a moment of silence, the officers and soldiers inside said cautiously: "Sir, please wait a moment, we will report to the county magistrate right now."

"Report? How long does it take to come back and forth? How many more patients can be saved with this time? Does the magistrate still dare to disobey Prince Ding'an's order?"

If it was something else, Ye Weiyun could wait patiently.

But this matter is related to the epidemic and the life and death of many people. Human lives are at stake. How can we wait?

The officers and soldiers inside the door felt a little weird and said: "Don't talk about whether you have Prince Ding'an's handwriting. Even if it is true, our magistrate doesn't have to listen. The magistrate is sent by the emperor, and Prince Ding'an is not in charge of it."

Only then did Yan Ruoli realize that although this place belonged to King Ding'an, his power was not as great as imagined.

According to the regulations of the Daxing Dynasty, a prince cannot do whatever he wants in his fief, and will be subject to many restrictions.

For example, if this place is the fief of Prince Ding'an, then part of the tax revenue in the fief belongs to him, and he can move freely within the scope of the fief.

Officials in the fief had to bow down to him and obey his orders to a certain extent. However, these officials were appointed by the court, and the power of dismissal and promotion did not entirely belong to Prince Ding'an.

In fact, some officials were arranged by the imperial court to monitor Prince Ding'an here.

Of course, under normal circumstances, when Prince Ding'an dealt with an official, the court would comply with his decision in order to maintain his face.

Nowadays, under the special circumstances of a major epidemic, it is not impossible for the magistrate of Changning County to disobey the order of Prince Ding'an.

He could definitely say that the situation on site was complicated and required special handling.

Maybe Wuzhi County has some backers behind him, so he is not so afraid of Prince Ding'an.

Ye Weiyun reached out to Yan Ruoli and said, "Give me the handwriting."

Yan Ruoli took out the oracle and handed it to him.

Ye Weiyun took the order, jumped up, and stepped on the city wall. After a few ups and downs, he was almost on the city wall.

The officers and soldiers on the city wall were frightened and shouted: "Quick, shoot the arrow."

Jing Lingfeng quickly took off the bow and arrow from his waist, pointed it at the top of the city wall, and ordered his subordinates: "Quick, if they dare to shoot, shoot them to death."

He was surprised by Ye Weiyun's skills, with admiration in his eyes.

Such light kung fu had only been heard in legends, but it was unexpected that he would see it with his own eyes.

It turns out that such lightness skills really exist in this world.

Ye Weiyun's cold shout came from above: "No shooting."