The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

The room was too dark, Xue Yao couldn't see clearly the man's expression at the moment, he could only vaguely see a trace of hesitation in his slightly bright pupils, but it was fleeting.

"Dog officer!" The brawny man turned his head, and the sickle in his hand pressed against Xue Yao's neck in an instant, and he shouted out of control in a low voice: "You want to lie to me? If I want to let you go, won't you be caught by the official immediately?" gone!"

"I can make a written statement." The iron blade on his neck was getting tighter and tighter, making Xue Yao feel that things were out of control, and he could only be ready to fight to the death.

However, this man looks like he has a solid physique cultivated by hard work every day. Even if he can block the sickle, it is impossible to counterattack and suppress him. Xue Yao can only lure him: "I can also give you priority to participate in this sacrifice. Among the places, make sure there is one of you."

Xue Yao already regretted stopping this death meeting, even if this man now asks for the people of the whole county to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, he will not stop him again.

But it was too late to regret.

The man raised the scythe and slashed at his neck, so fast that he didn't even have time to stretch out his hands from under the quilt to stop——

With a muffled sound of "dong", the man screamed, his wrist was pierced by the hidden weapon flying from the window, and the sickle fell on Xue Yao's quilt.

Xue Yao sat up instantly and grabbed the sickle.

The strong man, who was a step behind, came to his senses and wanted to grab the knife, but was dragged away by a black shadow that flew into the room and kicked violently.

The strong man knocked over the wooden table in the center of the room, and rolled all over the ground clutching his kicked chest.

Xue Yao sat on the bed as if waking up from a dream, trembling while still holding the sickle tightly in his hand.

"You're not hurt?"

Zhang Si's voice was like a tranquilizer, causing Xue Yao to exhale in one breath.

Blowing on the fire clip, Zhang Si lit the lights in the house, and Xue Yao realized that he was not wearing any coat.

Zhang Si walked up to the strong man: "Who sent you here?"

The strong man looked up at Zhang Si in astonishment, and immediately kicked his feet to dodge in the corner.

"He is an ordinary person who wants to participate in the sacrifice." Xue Yao regained his composure, braced his body and prepared to get out of bed.

"I want to participate in the sacrifice...heh." Zhang Si stepped on the man's chest: "The government will not allow you to sacrifice, you dare not go to the official to make trouble, but you are quite good at picking honest people to bully!"

With a little force on Zhang Si's feet, the strong man's chest thumped, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Don't!" Xue Yao hurriedly asked Zhang Si to stop.

Zhang Si turned his head to look at Xue Yao: "Young Master Xue, you can't be kind to this kind of person. If you let him go, more people will think that you can't die, and they will think badly about you."

"Stay away from him first! Just kick him unconscious." Xue Yao said vigilantly: "His father has already contracted the plague and died, and he may also be in the incubation period of the plague. Don't be contaminated by his blood foam."

Zhang Si obeyed Xue Yao's order, and after kicking the man unconscious, he called the accompanying eunuch to drag him away, cleaned the blood in the room with the disinfectant prepared by Xue Yao, and washed his hands with soap with Xue Yao.

The two sat on the stone steps outside the door, and the courtyard under the moonlight was empty and silent.

Seeing that Xue Yao's face was still pale, Zhang Si whispered, "I've neglected my duty, and I'll stay in your room from now on at night."

Xue Yao came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled wryly: "You are not made of iron, you always have to sleep in the middle of the night. I really didn't expect that I would be assassinated one day, let alone... the person who wants to kill me will be me. Those who want to save."

"You're just too soft-hearted." Zhang Si frowned and said, "I stole your money back then, and you repaid your grievances with virtue, saying that you saved me because of my ability. What about these stubborn villagers? Why did you take the risk? Such a big risk to stay here to save these people who want to kill you? Now that they are repaying their kindness, is this the result you want?"

Xue Yao sneered: "You think too well of me."

Zhang Si was puzzled.

Xue Yao rescued Zhang Si because he wanted him to teach the fifth prince kung fu, and told the seventh prince the whereabouts and residence of the Juggernaut.

Saving the people is for the prince.

The starting point of everything is not for the saved people.

But what Zhang Si said was right, he is a soft-hearted person, at first he tried to make the Seventh Prince happy in order to protect himself, but in the end he became an old father himself.

Later, for the sake of the seventh prince, he protected the prince, but he became the prince's little fan.

After saving Zhang Si for the princes, I gradually regarded Zhang Si as a true friend in my heart.

Now, Xue Yao came to Pingrong County to control the plague in order to prevent chaos from the reform, but he couldn't help but watch the people in the three counties going through hell on earth, and really wanted to save people.

It's really leading the salary of a small companion to study, and it's the heart of the Secretary-General of the United Nations.

"Chi..." Xue Yao laughed at himself.

"Are you still in the mood to laugh?" Zhang Si frowned and said, "Fortunately, I got up to pee, otherwise I was fast asleep, and I really couldn't hear the movement in your room. Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Xue Yao squinted at him, and said angrily, "Don't remind me, I finally forgot, and if I mention it again, I'm too scared to fall asleep."

Zhang Si was amused by him, looked back at the empty yard, restrained his smile, and said seriously: "You are a real gentleman, no wonder the three little princes trust you so much, a flattering and slippery villain will always be exposed one day, you like this People are worthy of everyone's trust."

Going to the yamen the next day, Xue Yao got a reply from the prince, but the soldier amulet did not arrive.

In the letter, the prince said that the matter had been reported to the emperor, and the emperor paid more attention to it, and the additional imperial physicians would arrive soon.

The emperor also ordered the local magistrate to cooperate with the imperial physician to control the plague, but he did not agree to deploy troops to help prevent and control the epidemic.

This is not the first time Daqi has had a plague, but in the past it was mostly a plague of diphtheria level.

The emperor didn't know how terrible the spread and fatality rate of the plague was.

Xue Yao put away the letter, and the blood all over his body seemed to be cold.

"How is it?" Seeing that his complexion was not good, Zhang Si asked depressedly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince won't give you military power?"

"It's the emperor who won't give it." Xue Yao said in a deep voice, "The prince said that he would try his best to convince the emperor within half a month, and the prince will personally lead the guards to support us..."

Xue Yao slowly closed his eyes: "It's not easy to control for half a month."

Just at this time, outside the yamen, there was noise from the people.

Xue Yao and Zhang Si went out to have a look, and it turned out that they were villagers who came to the gate of the yamen to make trouble and demand a sacrifice.

After the altar was demolished, the number of villagers haunted by "plague ghosts" increased significantly. The common people thought that the demolition of the altar had offended the god of plague, and now they were so frightened that they were not afraid of the government.

Many of the whole family of those who were entangled by the plague ghost died. If they fought against the government, they might be able to keep their children and grandchildren. Many angry villagers were ready to fight the government with their lives.

"This is so good!" The magistrate was in a hurry in the yard, and said to Xue Yao with a mournful face: "It has been a custom in Pingrong County for hundreds of years to drive away the plague ghosts and send the plague gods! Convince the crowd!"

Xue Yao said to him calmly: "Please find me a Taoist uniform, and I will explain it to the common people myself."

The magistrate's eyes were almost black. He didn't know what the young man was going to do at such a time.

But the emperor ordered him to cooperate, and he had no complaints, so he could only swallow his breath and order the county magistrate to find a set of Taoist uniforms.

Three quarters later, Xue Yao changed into a Taoist uniform, borrowed the saber collected by the magistrate, walked out of the yamen, and faced the angry people——

"Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. The county magistrate has decided to discuss the matter of sacrifice."

The villagers gradually calmed down, with resentment and anticipation on their faces, looking at the handsome young man dressed as a Taoist priest.

"Fellow folks, Immortal Xuanyi, the poor Taoist, Emperor Daqi sent me to drive away the God of Plague for the people of Pingrong." Xue Yao paused for a while, and seeing that no one of the people spoke, he continued: "If you are not allowed to send the God of Plague, it is Poor idea."

Zhixian, who had been blamed for a few days, breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect this kid to be a bit responsible.

When the common people heard this, they obviously showed an angry expression, probably because they were concerned about Xue Yao's status as "Xuan Yi Daoist". For a while, no one dared to vent their dissatisfaction, and pairs of resentful eyes stared at Xue Yao coldly.

Xue Yao continued: "The God of Plague this time is different from the past. Instead of being able to invite him away, the traditional priests will strengthen his mana and drive more plague ghosts. At that time, even if it is a good time to exorcise evil spirits, I will have no way to replace him." Everyone drove away the plague god."

"Sending the plague gods has been done like this since ancient times!" A young man couldn't bear to refute: "Your capital has its own rules, and the plague gods here are different from yours!"

Xue Yao raised his hand to tell him not to worry, and continued patiently: "I know that everyone will not believe my words for nothing. In order to prove to you, I decided not to hinder you from holding the sacrifice, but it must be divided into two."

"What twice?" Some people couldn't wait to ask.

Xue Yao said: "According to the customs of the village, anyone who participates in the sacrifice and finally drinks the divine water will be free from the possession of the plague ghost. This time the plague god is coming fiercely, and everyone must want to participate in the sacrifice. My request is to divide it into two The sacrifice must be a small-scale sacrifice for the first time, and the number of people participating in the sacrifice is limited to less than ten people..."

"Ten people are not enough!" Someone immediately began to protest.

"Listen to me." Xue Yao waited for the crowd to calm down before continuing: "According to the rules, on the day of the sacrifice, no one unrelated to the market is allowed to stay in the market. After the sacrifice, leave immediately and go back to your home.

Within six days, I guarantee that more than five people will be killed by the newly recruited Plague Ghost!

You can see if my divination test can be fulfilled. After eight days, you can hold a second sacrifice, and the number of participants is no longer subject to any restrictions.

Those who want to incur the possession of the plague ghost, even if they go to die, I will never stop it. "

As soon as the words fell, the faces of a group of people turned pale, and after a while, they began to discuss in whispers.

Not long after, the village representative stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Just do as the Taoist priest said!"

Xue Yao breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, it will take at least three days to build the altar and prepare for the sacrifice, which can be delayed for another eleven days. After the first sacrifice, the prince's people may arrive soon.

If this still fails to prevent large-scale sacrificial activities, Xue Yao will completely let go.

If the head-to-head fight continues, even Zhang Si will not be able to protect him, and the villagers will still fight with the government, which will still cause large-scale infection.

Four days later, the first small sacrificial ceremony ended.

The villagers happily started preparing for the second large-scale sacrifice.

Two days later, four of the ten people who participated in the first sacrifice developed symptoms of pneumonic plague.

Four days later, one person fell ill and died.

Five days later, the two fell ill and died.

Seven days later, all four infected patients died of the disease.

The villagers who were preparing for the second sacrifice stopped.

The villagers began to discuss Xue Yao's original prediction.

Rumors that the capital sent living gods quickly spread in the village.

Two days later, a villager came to the yamen and asked the Taoist priest for a way to exorcise the evil spirits.

Three days later, a large number of villagers gave up participating in the second sacrifice.

An old villager who firmly believed in the tradition of sacrificial offerings tapped his cane and scolded Xue Yao for his blind cat hitting a dead mouse, saying that he predicted that more than five people would die, but it turned out that four people died.

Two days later, among the family members of the four deceased who participated in the sacrifice, three more fell ill and died one after another.

So far, no one mentioned the second sacrifice, and no one dared to touch the half-built new altar.

Many villagers kneel at the gate of the yamen every day, begging the living gods to exorcise evil spirits.

Xue Yao felt that the second step of the plan, which had been brewing for several days, could be announced—rat and flea eradication, isolation of the sick, and prohibition of relatives from mourning the dead.

In fact, he also wanted to ask for the burning of the corpses of the deceased, but in ancient times, this might have created a blood feud with the family members of the deceased. It is best to wait for the prince to arrive before enforcing it.

The author has something to say:

I often see readers say that they can't imagine how Qizai will fall in love with Yaoyao when he grows up. Hahahaha, let me give you a little hint——

Prohibition of indulgence. Nagging. Protecting the calf. Little sunflower daddy class. "Father" subject

Attempting to indulge in lust. Long Aotian idol burden. Tsundere vinegar king. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Skin overturned. Cub attack