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The chaos below the city tower was quickly brought under control. Xie Chengfeng stood beside Chu Zhao with a long sword in his hand. His green robe was blown by the cold wind, and he looked as cold and pure as an immortal descending to earth.

"Dear fellow villagers, Pindao is Xie Chengfeng, the eldest disciple of Immortal Yuzhen of Qingcheng Mountain. Immortal Yuqing of Sanqing Temple here is Pindao's uncle."

He first reported his home, and then said loudly: "Princess Jingnan heard that there was an epidemic outside the city, and felt sorry for all of you who were displaced and homeless. She immediately wrote to Immortal Yuqing and loaned you Sanqing Temple to stay temporarily. , and prepared sufficient supplies and herbs, and summoned many skilled doctors from the Imperial Hospital and the city to treat you at all costs."

He changed the topic and pointed the sword in his hand at the corpse lying on the ground.

"These people were ordered by traitors to deliberately create chaos and instigate you to go against the imperial court. However, you do not distinguish between good and evil, good from bad, and credulously believe in other people's provocations. You almost hurt the princess and betrayed her good intentions. Isn’t it chilling?”

The people were shocked, and when they realized what was happening, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chu Zhao to apologize.

"Princess, forgive me. We were blind, misunderstood the slander, and mistook the princess's kindness for evil. We were wrong, and we know our mistakes. Please forgive us ignorant people, Princess!"

Chu Zhao raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stand up: "You are infected with the epidemic and the weather is freezing. Please stop kneeling and follow the Taoist priests to Sanqing Temple. There is food and clothing there, as well as the Imperial Hospital and the city. The officials are already waiting there, please remember, no matter what time, the imperial court will never abandon the people."

The people were overjoyed and burst into tears of gratitude. They kowtowed to Chu Zhao again, and then kowtowed to the emperor in the direction of the imperial city. Then they got up and helped the old and young to follow the Taoist priests to Sanqing Temple.

Chu Zhao naturally knew that those Taoist priests were not all Taoist priests. After they left, he breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Xie Chengfeng.

"Senior Brother Chengfeng, you came too soon. If you were a little later, I'm afraid I would be torn apart."

"No, with such a capable guard, how could you be in danger?" Xie Chengfeng smiled and patted A'ao twice on the shoulder, "Brother A'ao has the courage of a million men. It’s no problem to take the general’s head. In my opinion, he should be allowed to go to the northwest with the prince, and he will definitely come back with great achievements in the future.”

There was still wet blood on A'ao's sword. When Xie Chengfeng said this, a bright light flashed across his dark pupils, and then he shook his head and said: "I won't go, I don't care about military merit, I want to guard the princess well. "

Chu Zhao smiled, and the two eyes exposed outside the mask turned into crescent moons.

"Okay, our A'ao won't go anywhere, just follow me and go to the battlefield with me in the future."

Xie Chengfeng smiled and shook his head. Azhao was always particularly gentle and compassionate towards this boy.

"In that case, let's leave quickly. Uncle Master is still waiting at the Taoist Temple!"

"Okay." Chu Zhao nodded, looked up at the city tower, and asked Zhou Xing to open the city gate and let Chen Yuanpan and Tie Zhui out.

"Although these people have been eliminated, there is no guarantee that there will not be some people who are very good at disguising themselves among the refugees. Senior brother still wants to remind everyone to be vigilant and not to relax for a moment."

"I know, don't worry, I will make arrangements when we get to Guanli." Xie Chengfeng said.

After a while, the city gate opened, and Zhou Xing walked out with everyone, clasping his fists and solemnly thanking Chu Zhao, saying that wherever he was useful in the future, he would go through fire and water without hesitation.

Chu Zhao accepted his wish with a smile and asked him to lead people to dig deep pits and bury all the corpses. They sprinkled white ash inside and outside the city gate, changed all the soldiers' clothes and burned them, and then boiled the medicine she left behind in a large pot. , drink it three times a day, no matter whether you have symptoms or not, you must take it for seven days in a row without slacking off.

Zhou Xing agreed one by one and watched her lead everyone towards Sanqing Temple.

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In order to accommodate refugees infected with the plague, Sanqing Temple posted a notice outside the mountain gate, declining pilgrims to come to offer incense, and reminding nearby residents that if someone has high fever, aversion to cold, cough, hemoptysis, or other unexplained patients at home who cannot be cured. , all can be sent to Guanzhong for free medical treatment.

When Chu Zhao arrived at the place, he only had time to say hello to Taoist Priest Yuqing, and then he took the children of the Yun family, a group of doctors from Tai Hospital, and a dozen doctors recruited from the city to treat the patients.

In order to find out the source of the epidemic as soon as possible, Xie Chengfeng arranged for several Taoist priests to register the names and places of origin of the patients, asking them where they came from, under what circumstances they contracted the disease, and how they came to the capital.

The rest who do not understand medicine are responsible for cleaning, disinfecting, preparing medicine, cooking, and guarding the safety of the Taoist temple to prevent outsiders from intruding.

General Xiao was responsible for communicating with the outside world, while Wang Baobao and some ingenious Taoist boys worked hard to make masks.

Tie Zhui and Ah Ao followed Chu Zhao closely to prevent bad guys from mixing in among the refugees and plotting against Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao was bold and careful, with superb medical skills. Coupled with the experience of the great plague in the Western Regions in her previous life, it was no problem to face the plague of hundreds of people. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner under her command and leadership.

At this time, in the palace, Murong Xiao, Feng Guanlan and other officials had already agreed on the time and plan for sending troops, and decided to set off from the North City Gate to Jinzhou in three days.

As the chief minister of the cabinet, He Pingchuan had no objection to this. After the meeting, he hurried to the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to visit He Yunjie.

Fang Weixian did not stop him, received him politely, and had someone take him to the cell.

Fang Weixian gave He Yunjie preferential treatment and arranged a separate cell for him. It was clean and elegantly decorated and even lit with incense. Except for the fact that there was no window and he couldn't get out, everything else was impeccable.

But even so, when He Pingchuan walked in and saw the cold, dark handcuffs on his son's thin white wrists, he still felt heartbroken. He wished he could cut Chu Zhao and Feng Guanlan into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Father, there is no need to be angry. Victory or defeat is nothing." He Yunjie remained calm and calmly comforted him, "No matter what, things are going according to our expectations. As long as everything goes smoothly, the final winner will still be us."

He Pingchuan was not so optimistic. Looking at his extremely pale face, he sighed: "In the final analysis, we still underestimated that woman."

He Yunjie's expression fluctuated momentarily, and Chu Zhao's half-smiling face flashed before his eyes.

"Perhaps it's not that we underestimated her, but that her strength is there. Whether we overestimate her or underestimate her has no impact on her strength, and her strength is her ability to cope with the ever-changing situation. .”

He Pingchuan was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "What do you mean, why can't my father understand you?"

He Yunjie smiled lightly and raised his hand to brush away the messy hair on his temples. The iron shackles on his wrists made a jingling sound due to his movements.

"Father can try to think of her as Emperor Xihe, then it will be easier to understand."