Prince of Heaven

When Rongshi and Jing Huai arrived in Wujun, the city gates of Wujun were closed tightly.

There are a large number of refugees living in the outskirts of the city. They are dressed in rags, their faces are yellow and thin, and many of them are seriously ill and are taken care of by their parents or children.

These are people who wandered from other places.

Wujun is the largest and strongest city within a radius of a hundred miles. I heard that there is a lot of food and products here, so many people come here from a long distance.

Unexpectedly, the county guard sealed the city gate, only allowed to leave the city and not to enter the city.

For a moment, despair spread outside the city.

"Please let us in." A disheveled woman cried outside the city gate holding a baby who was still in swaddling.

The person guarding the city gate said indifferently: "This is an order from the government. It is difficult for us not to let a refugee in."

"Please, I won't go in. Let my child in. He is sick and needs to see a doctor." The woman hugged the child tightly, crying and begging.

This time no one responded.

She was dizzy suddenly, staggered two steps, barely holding on to the stone pillars of the city wall to stand still.

A man with a dirty face sat on the ground and said with a sneer, "Save your energy, if you fall down, the child will probably be finished."

The woman's face turned pale, and her skinny fingers suddenly tightened and then failed to spread.

Rong Shi and Jing Huai saw this scene just outside the city of Wu County.

Their carriage was parked on the side road, hidden by rocks and trees.

Jing Huai sighed: "There are countless casualties on the battlefield. After the war, the corpses are often decomposed before they have time to deal with them. When the weather starts to heat up, many diseases begin to spread. The county guards are probably afraid of the spread of the plague and dare not accept these refugees. Of course, Another reason is that there are too many refugees, and Wujun is too busy to accept these refugees."

Plague, war, and hunger are disasters for the common people.

Not only Liguo, other countries are also suffering from such disasters, endless, sad and hopeless.

Only when the war is over, the wounds will gradually begin to heal, otherwise there will be only new wounds on top of old wounds, never ending.

Jing Huai raised the curtain, his eyes froze for a long time among the piles of refugees outside the city.But if you take a closer look, you will find that his eyes are wandering, and he doesn't seem to be looking at these refugees.

what is he looking atWhat are you thinking?

Rong Shi stared at Jing Huai, pondering in his heart.

perhaps, he was

Sympathy for these refugees?

After a long time, Jing Huai's gaze faded away, the curtain of the carriage was lowered, and his eyelids drooped a little.

Just before coming to Wujun, Hua Wendeng stopped him: "Junior brother, you are going to follow in Master's footsteps."

Wei Man used his foreknowledge to interfere with the order of destiny, and finally ended up in a terrible end.

Jing Huai returned to Hua Wendeng: "But I can't watch him go to perish."

This him, Hua Wendeng knows who it is.

The new emperor.

Hua Wendeng felt ridiculous: "Then you can take him away. With your ability, or his ability, saving a life from the troubled times is nothing more than an easy thing, why do you take risks?"

Jing Huai answered immediately: "Senior brother, I know everything you said."

"Then why do you insist on going your own way?"

Jing Huai said: "Because I don't want him to suffer any more grievances. Since I let him sit on the throne, then I want him to sit on it forever, be honored forever, be aloof forever, and be worshiped by all people forever."

In the dim light and shadow, Jing Huai's voice was low, but Hua Wendeng was so startled that he couldn't speak for a while.

Hua Wendeng took a long time to recover, and said in shock: "You are crazy."

Jing Huai smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Maybe."

But Jing Huai didn't think he was crazy.

He is very clear about what he is doing and what the consequences of his actions are.

After a while, Jing Huai turned around and said, "That woman's child has been infected with the plague. If it is not handled properly, the plague will spread quickly."

Rong Shi asked hesitantly: "Brother wants to... save them?"

Jing Huai nodded and said, "To prevent this catastrophe, maybe we can gain a chance for Liguo."

Rong Shi lowered his eyes and thought, after a while, he said: "I see."

"Let's go, let's meet the sheriff of Wu County." Jing Huai said, "After seeing the sheriff, we will first isolate and treat the refugees outside the city, and then discuss the follow-up matters."

An hour later, the gate of Wujun City opened wide, and a group of extraordinarily strong officers and soldiers came out with their faces covered, and surrounded the refugees outside the gate.

The refugees didn't know what happened and panicked.

A general with thick eyebrows and big eyes yelled at them: "Everyone is not allowed to make noise, follow orders, and all those who refuse to obey will be served by the law of war."

As he spoke, the general drew out his sword, and the chaotic city gate was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The sheriff of Wujun County ordered a row of idle courtyards to be vacated next to the temple in the north of the city for centralized resettlement of refugees, and then organized private doctors to treat those suffering from serious diseases among the refugees. The medical expenses were paid by the government. A porridge stand was built next to it, and the refugees lined up to serve the porridge. Officers and soldiers were arranged near the refugee resettlement site to maintain order, and everything was going on smoothly and orderly.

This combination of kindness and strength quickly calmed the emotions of the refugees and intimidated those who were restless.

A few days later, there was a rumor among the refugees that a high official came from Shangjing and was ordered by His Majesty to save everyone.

"Master Jing is really amazing." The sheriff of Wujun smiled and complimented him, but he praised his benevolence and ability on the surface, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

"This..." After hesitating for a while, the sheriff said again, "It's just that there are too many refugees here. Now that we're doing this, more refugees will come to Wujun in the future. Wujun is a small place. This... is really acceptable. No more. Another mistake, if someone escapes from the battlefield and gets infected with the plague, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Jing Huai said: "It's okay, His Majesty sent Master Cui to Wujun with relief supplies, and he will be there soon."

"Master He." At this moment, someone suddenly ran in, and said in a hurried tone, "The big thing is bad!"

Magistrate He said angrily, "I'm in such a panic, what a shame!"

This is a small official of the government. Hearing this, he knelt down and panted, "My lord, the refugees in the north of the city are fighting."

"What the hell happened?"

The little official took a few deep breaths, and then slowly told what happened just now.

It turned out that only one of the refugees was diagnosed with a contagious disease, and the director's officials sealed off the area, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. In the past two days, some people fell seriously ill one after another, and the doctor was short of hands. When I got up, I didn't want to be with the sick person, wanted to leave, and fought with the officers and soldiers.

"If there is a doctor, there are already several people who want to leave, but they are stopped." After speaking, the clerk took a few breaths and watched the sheriff waiting for him to make up his mind.

After hearing this, the sheriff stroked his beard and glanced at Jing Huai, sighed heavily, and said, "Lord Jing, this is really messed up!"

Jing Huai listened coldly, but didn't answer.

Seeing that the matter has been exposed, the grievance suppressed by the Beijing officials for the past few days has finally been released, and the county guard is secretly happy.

His eyes can't stop

The place looked at the younger man beside Jing Huai again, secretly startled.

He has been an official for many years, and he has seen all kinds of beauties, many of them, but he has never seen such stunning beauty, I am afraid that only emperors can afford such beauty.

He couldn't help being jealous of Jinghuai's Yanfu again, and his heart turned sour like vinegar.

Seeing Magistrate He's eyes linger on Rong Shi, Jing Huai's face suddenly darkened, and he slapped the folding fan away.

The sheriff's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he hastily looked away, and said, "Lord Jing, what should we do now?"

The sheriff actually had an answer in his heart.Since it is a plague, it must not be easy to deal with. The easiest way is to seal off the refugee settlements. No matter whether it is cured or not, the plague cannot be allowed to spread in Wu County.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Jing Huai got up and walked towards the door, and the sheriff called the guards to follow.

After stepping over the threshold in one step, Jing Huai stopped suddenly, turned around and extended his hand to the man who was two steps behind.

The county guard said in his heart, if Mr. Jing is a person who is sympathetic to women and jade, if this beauty matches him, he will probably not be wronged.

Jing Huai took Rong Shi's hand and walked together to the refugee settlement in the north of the city.

The woman who was shouting outside the city gate received porridge and medicine, and now she is sitting quietly in a corner, holding a sleeping child in her arms.She watched the refugees and officers and soldiers making noise and remained silent.

Her child had just been diagnosed with the plague by a doctor.As the child's closest contact, she has a headache, fever, infection, and is now dizzy and weak.

The noise and heat made the sick child unable to sleep well. The child in the woman's arms opened his eyes. His face was surprisingly thin, but his eyes were naturally bright: "Mother."

"Xiaobao." The woman patted his back wearily, "Come on, take medicine when you wake up."

After taking the medicine, Xiao Bao blinked and asked, "Amian, am I going to die?"

The woman put down the bowl, a little smile appeared on her dirty face, she coaxed him: "No, Xiaobao will be safe and sound, instead of growing up and marrying a wife."

"I'm not sick! Let me go!" Suddenly, Chen She fell to the ground causing several violent noises, and a man's roar made all the refugees in the courtyard look at him.

"My lord said, you are not allowed to leave, if you mess around again, believe it or not, I will arrest you?"

The man immediately stretched out his hand to the outside of the fence: "Come on, catch me! I

I'd rather eat in prison than stay here, I don't want to get sick! "

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and then he turned his head and coaxed the people behind him: "We are not sick, we all have to go out! Rush up!"

The situation gradually got out of control, and there was only a scream in the chaos, and the sound of a person falling to the ground shocked everyone.

The leading officers and soldiers drew out their knives, raised the red knives in their hands, and shouted: "Anyone who disrupts public affairs is like this person!"

The noisy refugees fell silent in an instant, and looked at the fallen man in horror, his eyes were not closed, and his dark face was almost distorted.

At this moment, a few thick shouts came from behind the officers and soldiers: "Get out of the way!"

When everyone looked back, it turned out that it was the county guard and the official from Shangjing who had come, so they all stepped aside.

Rong Shi watched all this silently, colliding with their curious, unwilling or resentful eyes.

"I have an idea." He said to Jing Huai.

Jing Huai, the sheriff and the others all looked at Rong Shi.

Since Rong Shi entered Wu County, he was indifferent and reticent.At this time, when he opened his mouth, it was inevitable that he would attract attention.

Jing Huai bent his lips: "Oh? What do you think?"

Rong Shi looked sideways at a temple not far away, and said, "Worship God."

"..."

There was a moment of silence around, and then there was a lot of discussion.

People do a lot of things like praying for God. Although they believe in God in their hearts, it is immediately useful if they have never seen God before.

Although in ancient legends, the god Suzaku often responded to the prayers of believers, but these are all legends.

Jing Huai was also slightly surprised.

The royal family and the temple have always been at loggerheads, why would they make such a suggestion?At that time, whether it is successful or not, it will be adding believers to the temple.

But without much thought, he instinctively chose to trust Rong Shi.He said to the sheriff: "Let them all go to worship God."

Sheriff: "..."

He didn't have a good impression of the temple, because the temple refused to obey the government's management and always hindered him from handling official duties.At this time, it was reluctant to propose to worship the gods, thinking that the Beijing officials were nothing more than that.

The temple has branch halls in the local area, and the manager of the branch hall has a vacant position in the court, named Si Dian.

When the governor of Wujun heard that the sheriff and the others were going to lead the refugees to pay homage to the God of Suzaku, he was not very happy.The refugees were dirty and smelly, and many people fell ill, so they had to clean the temple completely after worshiping.

But he

After thinking about it, this cleaning is only a matter and he does not need to be responsible, so he gave up the money, and casually pointed out a person below to go out to preside over related matters.

Jinghuai and Rongshi Temple watched, and there were a large number of refugees. This scene was very noisy, and many local residents came out to watch.But they dare not approach, only dare to join in the fun from a distance.

"Why do you want them to visit the temple?" Jing Huai asked.

"To save people." Rong Shi replied.

"Can this save people?"

"Yes, brother. Just wait and see."

After a while, bursts of vague voices sounded in Rong Shi's mind, sad, heavy, but hidden hope.

Those were the prayers of the followers of Suzaku God, and they were transmitted to the ears of Suzaku God through the ceremony of worship.

Suzaku only looked at his current body, closed his eyes for a while, and the divine power flowed in his body, he responded to the prayers of the believers.

When Jing Huai looked at Rong, he was suddenly startled.

He inherited Wei Man's mantle and could feel the presence of God.In recent months, he has faintly felt the aura of God, guessing that it should be because the date of God's resurrection predicted by Master is approaching.

This kind of breath has always been faint, if you don't pay attention, you will not feel it.But at this time, Jing Huai felt a powerful force continuously circulating around the temple.

The gods responded to his believers, and he was about to be resurrected just as the master predicted.

At the same time, Jing Huai felt a strong uneasiness.

There was a vague guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to think about it at all. He was afraid that the result would not be something he could bear.

I don't know if it was because of God's bestowal, but the refugees calmed down after visiting the place, and they returned to the resettlement site peacefully without making any noise.

As night fell, Xiao Bao held A Niang's hand and fell asleep drowsily. After waking up, he felt that his head didn't seem dizzy.

"Aniang!" Xiaobao shouted, "My illness seems to be cured."

The woman's spirit also recovered a bit. She picked up the child, and seeing that the child's spirit had recovered, she touched his forehead again, and the fever subsided.

The woman hugged her son tightly, wept with joy, "Thank God."

It was night, and the atmosphere in the refugee settlement seemed to be more relaxed than usual.

Three days later, while Rong Shi and Jing Huai were on their way to the military camp, the people below came to report that the refugees at the resettlement site in the north of the city were all cured.

The face of the person who came to report could not hide the joy and eagerness, and he had to go to God after the report.

I have paid homage to the temple, so it might not work because it is too late.

Rong Shi and Jing Huai looked at each other and smiled mysteriously.

In the past few days, he fell into weakness again due to excessive use of divine power, but he didn't tell Jing Huai, and kept pretending to be normal.At this time, the faith of the people in the county only increased, and he finally felt a little better.

But Jing Huai's expression was a bit wrong.

Rong Shi noticed it immediately, grabbed his arm and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Huai shook his head, held his hand behind his back, and said, "I'm fine."

Having said that, the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

The fact that the plague was stopped meant that the order of heaven had been disrupted, so why didn't his backlash come in exchange?

He remembered that his master's backlash was severe.

Jing Huai once again concentrated on feeling it, as if...

Nothing happened.