Since I met you, people are dying every day

Ye Sirui's expression changed, "Is this the inn where Mr. Tang is staying?"

The boy hurriedly said, "Exactly!"

"Tell Ma Lu to take a class and follow me!" Ye Sirui didn't care about where Tang Lianggong was, and went straight to the post with his men.

From a distance, the small station looked like it was in flames. It was already surrounded by flames, and its shape could not be seen.The surrounding houses are also being gradually swallowed by the flames.As soon as I got close to the fire, I felt the heat blowing against my face.Long before the boy reported to Ye Sirui, the fireman sent someone to put out the fire. "Where are the people living in the surrounding houses! Have you dispersed yet?" Ye Sirui yelled at them loudly.The thick smoke made him cough again and again.

"My lord, the people living next to me are all villagers, they got up early and went to the fields!" The leader also replied loudly.

"What about women, children and children?" Ye Sirui asked again.

"Someone has been sent to search!"

The firemen fetched water with buckets.According to regulations, every household in Beijing must set up water tanks and buckets.Although Helin County is not comparable to the capital city, there are at least a dozen water tanks within a mile.Some put out the fire, while others tore down unburned houses to prevent the fire from spreading.They are all fire-fighting servants, and they are already very skilled at what they do.Some postmen and servants who escaped from the fire in time, as well as residents from several nearby households also joined the fire fighting team.Ye Sirui grabbed a postman. "Where are the two Mr. Tang?" Ye Sirui asked.Tang Lianggong's son and nephew should still be in the house.

The postman was frightened by him, his legs softened and he knelt down, unable to speak, "Tang Tang Tang, Master Tang is still sleeping in the bedroom..."

Ye Sirui let go of him and threw him away, and shouted at the stokers: "Did you hear that! Go in and save people!"

"My lord, the fire in the post station is too fierce, you can't get in!" The leader gritted his teeth and replied loudly.

"Let the little one go!" Guan Yan said suddenly.

"What are you sending to death!" Ye Sirui dragged the thin man aside like a chicken.He knew what they were telling the truth, but could Tang Lianggong's son and nephew be left alone?He also looked at those busy stokers, they were just hired poor people, how could they be forced to die? "Ma Lu!" "Here!" Ma Lu's yamen servants had already joined the firefighting team, only he was still by his side. "Go in, and be sure to rescue Master Tang's son and nephew!"

"Yes!" Ma Lu answered very simply, took off his coat and dipped it in the bucket, took it out and put it on his body, and rushed into the fire scene.

Unable to sit and wait for him, Ye Sirui followed suit with buckets of water. The fire was gradually brought under control, but the house couldn't withstand the buckets of water being poured on it, and began to collapse.Ye Sirui was restless.The Fireman Yamen servants next to him came up and said, "My lord, the house has collapsed, this place is dangerous, don't stay here!" Guan Yan also cried and persuaded.Ye Sirui taught Ye Kuang's daughter not to sit in court, so how could he not understand this truth, but how dare he leave before the Ma Lu came out.

"What's the matter!" Tang Lianggong rushed over with strides.

"My lord, why are you here?" The yamen servants rushed over to keep him away from the fire.Ye Sirui didn't have time to talk nonsense, so he said directly: "Your son and nephew are still on fire, and they have already been sent to save them."

Tang Lianggong didn't talk nonsense, and slapped him across the face, "Bastard!"

Ye Sirui couldn't explain it. After receiving that slap, Tang Lianggong's veins bulged, and his face flushed, "Bastard! How dare you ask someone to go in and die in such a big fire!"

"Ma Lu!" Ye Sirui had no time to be shocked, and an exclamation came from behind.He turned his head, and a figure appeared at the door of the house. Several stokers rushed to water him and gave him a hand.Ma Lu rushed out with a man on his back, and as soon as he put him on the ground, he was about to rush into the fire again. "You can't go in!" The fireman stopped him.As if to prove the fireman's words, the stone blocks on the porch rolled down, and the entire wall collapsed.

Ye Sirui and Tang Lianggong had already rushed up to see the person he carried out. The young man's arms were severely burned, his face was covered with black ashes, and he was unconscious.Ye Sirui patted his face, "Wake up, wake up."

"Jing Huan or Zhiyong?" Tang Lianggong asked anxiously.The fireman didn't care about anything, and poured a basin of water on his face.He choked on two mouthfuls of water and woke up, "Uncle..."

"Uncle is here, here." Tang Lianggong comforted him softly, not sure if he was disappointed.

Ye Sirui took a look and ordered a strong class of yamen servants to carry Tang Zhiyong to the medical clinic.He saw Ma Lu sitting on the ground panting, walked over to him and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Ma Lu's hair and beard were all scorched, his face was black and white, and large drops of sweat flowed down, forming a white ditch. "It's okay, it's just flesh and blood wounds." Ye Sirui saw that his body was black and red and couldn't see the injuries clearly, and ordered him to go to the medical clinic, but he completely ignored him and wanted to join the firefighting. Ye Sirui grabbed him again and asked, "You Where did you find Mr. Tang?"

Ma Lu's clothes were still hot. "Mr. Tang is trapped in the stairs! Stones and logs fell from the top and the stairs collapsed. The little one spent a long time digging and dragging him out. It's too late to go to the upstairs room!" Ye Sirui looked at his hands, sure enough there was blood covered in the soil, four or five fingernails turned over. "You did a good job, go and deal with the injury!"

Ma Lu chuckled and went to fetch water.

A group of people were busy until noon, when the fire was finally extinguished, leaving only the dark ruins on the ground.Ye Sirui still had to rest.He called the yamen servants from the strong class to go back, replaced the yamen servants from the fast class, and called Wu Zuo and Xia Shu over. "Dig!" he ordered. "Dug out everyone in the house!"

The yamen servants shook off their arms to work, Wu Zuo was waiting on the side, Xia Shu came over and asked him: "How is it?"

Ye Sirui said: "Tang Jinghuan was not rescued, and Tang Zhiyong was sent to the hospital. I don't know how his injuries are."

"Yezhi County!" Tang Lianggong called him from behind.Ye Sirui hurried up to meet him, "My lord...sorry, how is your nephew's injury?"

Tang Lianggong's face was full of impatience, without any trace of sadness. "Zhiyong is fine." Then he couldn't wait to ask him: "What are you going to do with the affected families?"

After he reminded Ye Sirui, he realized that he had neglected this.The fire destroyed the houses of four families, and two houses were demolished, making a total of six families.Fortunately, there were no dead people, only one or two burns, and he asked people to carry them to the hospital.He weighed it and said: "Accordingly, the house that caught fire should be paid by 110 families in Tongli."

"Stop talking nonsense to me." Tang Lianggong's anger remained undiminished. "Let me ask you, what do they eat, what do they wear, and where do they live today without their house?"

Ye Sirui suddenly realized, and quickly ordered Guan Yan to go back to the yamen to send a message, except for some people who were on guard in Zaoban and patrolling in Zhuangban, all other yamen servants came out to build refugee shelters.Ye Fu came with the rest of the people himself.The cooks in the yamen came out to set up big pots to cook for the six households and the yamen servants, and the women also went to help.On the other hand, he summoned the remaining old, weak, women and children from the six households to ensure that they had food to eat and houses to sleep in, and rebuilt their houses as soon as the indemnity was paid.Zhixian personally went to the scene to put out the fire, and Zhizhou also supervised it. It is said that Zhizhou's son was not rescued.The mood of several residents is fairly stable.Fortunately, it's summer, so building a shed doesn't need to pay attention to keeping warm, just shelter from wind and rain.

At noon, the men who had gone to the fields from several families also returned, and the servants also threw away their hands and gathered around to eat.Xia Shu just said a few words to him, and followed the yamen servants to dig the ruins. The scorched corpses dug out have been dragged to the open ground one by one, waiting for his inspection.Guanyan disappeared, Ye Sirui had a meal, bypassed Jiaoshi and Tang Lianggong, and ate with Xia Shu.

"You've worked hard." Ye Sirui saw that he was sweating profusely, and the hem and cuffs of his clothes were stained with dust, and he couldn't help but lower his head to look at himself, but it was worse than him.In the morning, I rushed out in normal clothes and didn't have time to change. Apart from black ash and sinking, there were dark spots and light spots of sweat on the blue shirt. "I'm also embarrassed." He smiled, thinking that he had never been so embarrassed.

"Your face?" Xia Shu asked.

Only then did Ye Sirui remember that he was slapped by Tang Lianggong, touched~ touched his face, and felt a prickly pain, "He is really energetic... Let's talk about it when we go back, I can't take care of it now."

Xia Shu ate the food quickly, and then went to dig up the corpse after eating.Ye Sirui asked the postmaster and Tang Lianggong to count the number of people. Including Tang Jinghuan, there were nine people who did not escape, including postmen and servants.Most people were eating in the main hall at that time, so they had time to escape.

During the meal, the yamen servant helped Tang Zhiyong back. His arms were covered with gauze and his face was covered with patches of ointment, but the injury was not particularly serious and he could still eat.

After all the nine charred corpses were dragged out, the refugee shelter over there was almost ready.Old and weak women and children went into the shed to rest one after another.Ye Sirui kept the assistants, cooks and a few strong yamen servants who maintained order, and sent everyone else back to the yamen.Guanyan refused to leave desperately, and said he wanted to follow him, so he had no choice but to leave.

Xia Shu didn't leave either, and checked the corpse with Wu Zuo.Seeing that he was not dressed as a government servant, Tang Lianggong asked Ye Sirui, "Who is this?"

"This is... the staff member I invited, he will conduct an autopsy." Tang Lianggong snorted coldly, but didn't say anything, and followed Wu Zuo to look at the corpse.

The postmen were dressed uniformly, and although they were nearly burned by the fire, some remnants could still be discerned upon careful inspection.Relying on this, they dragged the two postmen away, and the remaining six were servants of the Tang family, including Tang Jinghuan.Tang Jinghuan was young and slender, so he was recognized quickly.

The body was burnt beyond recognition, and it was pitch black. Tang Lianggong leaned over to look at it, and said, "This is Jing Huan." His voice was steady, and Ye Sirui looked at Tang Lianggong's expression again, but he still couldn't see any sadness or joy.Was his only son so peaceful after his death?

"This is what Jing Huan wears." He continued to explain, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and picked a black thing from the neck of the charred corpse, "His longevity lock."

Wu Zuo wrapped the blackened longevity lock with a white cloth.Tang Lianggong stood up and looked directly at Ye Sirui. "I'll leave it to you next."

Wu Zuo squatted down to start the autopsy, Xia Shu also squatted aside and stretched his neck to watch.Ye Sirui didn't have any hope in his heart, the body was burnt like this, what else can be tested?

"My lord." After a while, Wu Zuo stood up and looked at him with a different expression. "Master Tang... Mr. Tang was not burned to death."