Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

The cold light of the sharp and long knives frightened the victims back in fear, while the victims in the rear stretched their necks blankly to wait and see, stumped and blocked the way.

"General Han!"

Rong Youtang lowered his face, turned his head and asked: "Please put away your weapons immediately, it's not time to use force! If you frighten the common people and cause crowding and stampede, who will be responsible for the casualties?"

"...I didn't want to use force." Han Xin withdrew the knife angrily, a little embarrassed.

Rong Youtang quickly got on the horse, raised the flexible whip, and slammed it in mid-air, making a sharp "crack" sound, and he shouted loudly:

"quiet!"

"Stand up for me, don't abuse and push!"

Seeing this, Zhu Biao, Song Shen and others hurriedly followed suit, rode their horses to disperse, waved their whips and shouted, and it took a long while to stop the chaos in front of them.

With a stern face, Rong Youtang glanced around for a moment, and ordered decisively: "General Zhu, please send troops to surround the common people, and personally go to the front to lead the way. After we stop escorting the car, we will report any situation at any time."

"Okay!" Zhu Biao nodded eagerly. The Beiying army was disciplined and well-trained. Once the commander gave an order, he would do his best to carry it out.Soon, the sound of horseshoes became one piece, the red and brown uniforms were ordered to scatter, and the soldiers shouted along the road with whips, gradually surrounding the victims. go back.

Rong Youtang gazed out, suppressed himself and waited eagerly for the vanguard to go first. He looked down a few times, and received countless angry looks, he was stunned for a moment, sighed secretly, pondered for a while, got off his horse and walked to a household of ordinary people with a whip in his hand. In front of me: a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and white washed blue clothes. She is holding a baby, leading a boy, and carrying a huge burden.

"Sister," Rong Youtang asked gently, "Who are these two children to you?"

Trembling, the woman backed away again and again protecting her children, and replied defensively, "My son and daughter."

Song Shen took a closer look, sighed immediately, pointed to the scarlet spots on the boy's arm, and said, "Sister, this child is infected, I wonder how you and your daughter are doing? If you are not infected, you must separate and get a doctor in time—" he said Before he finished speaking, the sensible boy cried out in fear:

"Mother! Mother! I'm not sick, don't leave me woooooo~"

In the next moment, the victims around were shocked and tried their best to avoid it, fearing that they would be infected with the plague, and at the same time showed disgust and complaints.

"Nonsense, nonsense! You are nonsense, my son is not sick at all, he was just bitten by a mosquito." The woman's eyes were flushed, she hugged her son tightly, and denied it helplessly.

Rong Youtang couldn't compromise and backed down, so he said righteously: "Sickness is sickness! Don't panic, the imperial court has food and medicinal materials, and also sent hundreds of doctors. The child is sick, can it be cured? The woman takes care of the two children It's not easy, come and take her to the back of the carriage, and the coachman will walk."

"Yes!" The guard took the order, grabbed the burden carried by the woman without any explanation, and said, "Come with me."

"Hey—my stuff!" The woman was so flustered that she burst into tears, she bit her lip and looked at Song Shen, before asking cautiously, "You, are you a doctor?"

Song Shen nodded.

Rong Youtang solemnly introduced: "This is a court physician who specializes in treating diseases of the royal family. He has superb medical skills. His master is very familiar with typhoid fever, and he is a generation of genius doctors."

Song Shen stood upright, cooperating in making unpredictable gestures.

The woman was terrified, bent down humbly, and suddenly pulled her son to her knees and knelt down, begging frankly: "My son's father is sick and gone, and his body is placed in Qiuling Yizhuang. If there is something wrong with my son, the incense of the Zhang family will be destroyed." It's broken! I beg the divine doctor to be merciful and save my life. If it can be cured, we three mothers will be your cows and horses from now on!" After speaking, she kowtowed desperately, shaking the baby in the swaddle to make a weak cry.

Song Shen hurriedly helped him up, lifted the swaddling clothes to visit the baby, and checked the woman's pulse. He said solemnly, "Your mother and child are both infected, so there is no need to separate them. I will give you the right medicine after you settle down at the Shansu Inn. "

"Really? Want money? I—"

Rong Youtang clearly interrupted: "The imperial court is concerned about the people suffering from the epidemic, and will distribute food and medicine in a timely manner. You don't need money, but you must obey the command, and it is strictly forbidden to take advantage of the chaos to make trouble."

"Civil women don't dare, and they will never cause trouble! Thank you, my lord, thank you to the genius doctor, and thank you to the military men." The woman who had fled for many days was very grateful. She was at the end of her strength and had no choice.

Rong Youtang nodded in satisfaction, and ordered the guards: "Give her something to eat, and take her to the back for a ride."

"As ordered!"

The woman took her children and left with gratitude.

Rong Youtang was full of confidence, solemnly pushed Song Shen out, and said sternly: "Everyone, you have all seen, why did Doctor Song dare to touch typhoid patients? Because he has superb medical skills and is not afraid of the plague. We doctors have the ability to protect ourselves, so naturally He knows how to heal. Listen, if you are willing to obey orders, the court will give you medical treatment for free, and if you disobey orders, you will be whipped twenty times!"

The victims were suspicious and anxious, whispering to each other.

Song Shen elbowed his friend, and pouted towards the retreating crowd: "General Zhu persuaded, let's follow."

Rong Youtang nodded, got on the horse and "cracked" the whip, and sternly ordered: "Turn around! Go back the same way! Anyone who violates the order can be whipped twenty times. If you want to try, stand up now."

Ugh--

The people in the front row were the first to be timid, defeated, and had to turn around. The rest of the victims were helpless, and followed one after another with muffled voices.

Rong Youtang let out a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, took off the water bag and took a few gulps.Song Shen rode closer and reminded in a low voice: "There are too many patients, and the medicine is far from enough. You urge the capital, and you are waiting for help."

"I understand." Rong Youtang wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and immediately told Han Xin: "General Han, please send someone to report to Chunhe, Qiuling, and Shansu immediately, and urge the government to report the epidemic situation quickly. It is estimated that the imperial court will issue follow-up disaster relief items as soon as possible."

Han Xin slightly turned sideways, lowered his eyes and said, "Let's do it for the humble job."

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and the victims were extremely exhausted after the long journey.

Although the vast majority of people are timid and timid, there are always bold ones.Two quarters of an hour after departure, a middle-aged man gritted his teeth, turned around and trotted quickly, knelt down, spotted Rong Youtang, and begged: "Master Imperial Envoy, Caomin's old lady is over 60 years old this year, and she is sick and hungry. I really want to go!" Don’t move anymore, please do me a favor and be merciful, and give her a car board too! Caomin kowtowed to you.” He said, unequivocally, firmly kowtowed.

"Where is he?" Rong Youtang glanced at him, and the other party hurriedly got up, took the sickly white-haired mother from his wife, and said nervously: "My lord, look, the grass people are not lying."

The Shansu post station is less than twenty miles away, and it's just a drop-in, Rong Youtang readily agreed: "Come here, move a car board for the old man."

"Yes!"

As a result, the rest of the disaster victims were bold and scrambled to be the first to send their own old, weak and young children forward. Rong Youtang waved his hand, and the guards understood it. The two were seriously ill, old and weak, the convoy moved forward steadily, and the soldiers were in order, which gradually appeased the hearts of the people.

night station

"My lord, the victims couldn't accept it for a while, and they were so noisy that the roof was almost blown off."

"This is a big matter. No matter how much your relatives are crying, once they are diagnosed with the disease, they must be separated and we will give medicine. As for whether they recover or not, it depends on the individual's life." Rong Youtang pushed open the door, holding a Stack important documents.

"Oh, there's no other way."

"Did the document be sent back to Beijing?" Rong Youtang's voice was hoarse.

"It was sent urgently at [-] miles at a quarter of the time, and it is estimated to arrive in the capital the day after tomorrow."

"Very well, let's go."

"Yes!" The general retired in a hurry, and Song Shen pushed the door open with his shoulder and entered. He was busy for a long time without touching the ground, and took time to go upstairs for dinner. First, he washed his face with water and asked, "Have you taken the medicine?" without?"

"Drink, how about you?"

"I don't dare to forget this. You praised me as the living Hua Tuo. If you get sick, don't you laugh at others?" Song Shen laughed at himself helplessly, and asked with concern: "Hey, what about the barbarians outside the Great Wall who killed the people, is it true or not? ? When I was sitting in the lobby for consultation, I heard the patients speak decently."

"it is true."

"Ah?!" Song Shen who was wiping his face turned around in shock.

Rong Youtang shook the case file, and slowly informed: "The victims downstairs came from multiple places. According to preliminary analysis, the victims were deliberately instigated, driven, and led into one group. Two of them were attacked by barbarian warriors in the middle of the night when they were resting. Pursued and killed, 27 people have been killed so far."

"...It's too sensational!" Song Shen was stunned, dropped the wet handkerchief, and sat down at the square table, hungry but had no intention of eating.

Rong Youtang kneaded the center of his brows, hooked his foot on the round stool and sat down, suppressing his anger and said: "27 dead bodies are now stored in the Shansu Prefecture. Unfortunately, we don't have time, so we can only send some people to the local government to urge them to come as soon as possible. Solve the case, or let the rumors spread, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Some people are simply—" Song Shen was speechless, and tapped his head with his fingers.

Rong Youtang understood, and sighed: "Many ordinary people don't know a single word, have never left their hometowns, and when they are forced to flee, they are irrational and often follow the crowd in a daze."

"Ugh!"

Song Shen shook his head resentfully, picked up his chopsticks, and urged: "Eat, eat, treat the disease when you are full, and refute the rumors by the way!"

At the same time, people in the capital are panicking.

Qianming Palace is bright all night long.

"It's ridiculous!"

"That's absolutely impossible! The third brother told me that everything was fine a while ago, how could it be possible...to die in a big defeat?"

King Rui's heart beat like a drum, and he said softly, "I suspect that the Northwest Army's information has been suppressed, but I don't know which link is wrong."

"Perhaps His Royal Highness sent back an important message, but we didn't receive it." Dingbeihou groaned anxiously.

"Crazy, someone is completely crazy." The fifth prince muttered to himself.

King Rui stared at Guo Da, and solemnly warned: "Nowadays, relying on a gentleman's words can no longer control the situation, you must be vigilant, and use force directly when necessary, without asking for instructions."

"Thank you for the permission, Your Highness." Guo Da's jaw tightened.

The fifth prince immediately ordered: "In addition, you pick a few more reliable people, spread the secrets and rush to the northwest to find out the truth. Remember! Don't stay at the post."

"Yes!" Guo Da got up.

King Rui urged calmly: "Go."

In fact, the crown prince, who was worried by countless people, had returned to Beijing all night and night, and arrived in Fengtai County. Because the post station was far away, he stayed overnight in a mountain temple.

Zhao Zeyong sat cross-legged on the ground, wiped the long knife meticulously in front of the bonfire, and asked in a low voice, "How far is this place from Chunhe?"

"About fifty miles."

Zhao Zeyong raised his head, looking thoughtfully at the night sky outside the temple.

The commander of the personal guards, Xie Ting, tensed his scalp, and blurted out his advice: "Typhoid fever is a plague, you must not put yourself in danger, the imperial court will rescue the disaster."

"I don't know how to save it." Zhao Zeyong looked solemn, and the long knife that shone bright and cold was slowly sheathed.He had just put away his beloved weapon, when suddenly a personal guard outside the door begged to see him with a little eagerness:

"Brother Xie, I have something important to report to Young Master!"

Zhao Zeyong said directly: "Come in. What's the matter?"

The personal guard knelt down on one knee, with an incredulous expression on his face, and told in detail: "Young master, when the subordinates scattered around to patrol, they found a group of people with hair shaved into the northern barbarian style, armed with swords and sneaking suspiciously, and went straight to this temple. It was too late to ask you to show me, the brothers took the initiative and took him down, after searching, they still had barbarian military uniforms hidden in their horse pockets!"

"Barbarian?" Zhao Zeyong stood up in surprise.

"It looks like Zhong Yuan."

Zhao Zeyong ordered in a deep voice: "Bring them up!"