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"Girl, it's so cold, how can you sleep at night?"
Bai He looked worried and raised his hand to add some more branches to the fire. Wu Qin had already led people to build a shed not far away, and just spread some hay on it.
Song Wan crossed his arms and rubbed them, and said, "You should be warmer if you squeeze in with me."
These are extraordinary times, no matter how cold it is, you have to endure it.
Bai He was still worried, Qing'e, who was sitting next to him, handed over the water bag.
Song Wan didn¡¯t want to drink water, so he shook his head and said, ¡°I¡¯m not thirsty.¡±
Qing'e said: "It's not water, it's wine. Drinking it will make you warmer."
Bai He's eyes widened slightly. Where did this person turn into wine?
It was cold outside at night, and Song Wan felt like he was almost freezing. Hearing Qing'e's words, he was a little moved. He took the water bag and opened it, and the refreshing fragrance of wine immediately hit his nostrils.
Song Wan rarely drinks, so he couldn¡¯t tell what kind of wine this was, so he tried to take a sip.
Completely different from the sweetness of fruit wine, this wine was extremely spicy in the mouth. Song Wan subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but Qing'e covered her mouth first and said: "There is only a little bit in total, don't spit it out, it's such a waste."
Unable to spit it out, Song Wan could only swallow it obediently. The spicy taste in his mouth turned into fire, burning from his throat to his stomach, and then spread outwards. His limbs that were stiff from the cold slowly warmed up, and Song Wan's expression changed from pain to one of pain. Incredulous, he looked at Qing'e with shining eyes.
Qing'e raised her eyebrows and said somewhat proudly: "How is it? Is it useful?"
Song Wan nodded, but did not dare to drink more. He covered the water bag and returned it to Qing'e, saying, "I used to be in poor health. My parents didn't allow me to drink. Only my brother occasionally let me drink some fruit wine secretly."
Song Wan's face was reflected red by the firelight. There was no big change, but his tone was softer than usual. Bai He had taken care of her for so many days, and this was the first time he heard her take the initiative to mention the past. He couldn't help but call out. He said: "Girl."
"Huh?" Song Wan snorted softly, looked at Bai He with his chin propped up, and then asked, "Can't you mention it? Ah, yes, I forgot, they are sinners in Zhaoling now, and so am I."
Under the firelight, Song Wan's eyes were visibly wet. Bai He really wanted to remind Song Wan not to say anything. Seeing her like this, he couldn't say anything.
Qing'e brushed off the fire and said briskly: "There are no outsiders here, what can't you say?"
This is not Ningkang Garden. There are people walking around at any time, so you have to be careful when speaking. Moreover, Yingzhu is still sitting across from you. What do you mean there are no outsiders?
Bai He didn't agree with Qing'e's words and was about to stop him. From the corner of his eye, he saw Gu Yanting walking over and silently shut up. At this time, a soft and sad sob came from beside him.
Bai He turned around and saw Song Wan covering his face with one hand, his shoulders shaking slightly and crying.
Gu Yanting's cold voice sounded above his head: "What happened?"
Bai He: ""
Sir, things are not what you think!
Bai He was trying to organize his words, and Qing'e said truthfully: "The girl is afraid of the cold, so I gave her a sip of wine to warm her body. She seems to be a little drunk now."
drunk?
Gu Yanting glanced at Qinge, who shrugged and said, "I didn't expect the girl's drinking capacity to be so bad."
Gu Yanting took a few steamed buns from his arms and threw them to Qing'e, and said: "From now on, someone will bring meals regularly every day. Don't just listen to other people's words. If you have any questions, come to me directly."
After speaking, Gu Yanting grabbed Song Wan's arm, pulled him up, and walked aside.
Song Wan was crying so sadly that he couldn't see the road clearly, let alone Gu Yanting's face, so he muttered in a low voice: "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"
With your alertness so low, you might even count the money for others after selling it.
There was a small forest next to the camp. Gu Yanting didn't go too far. He pulled Song Wan into the forest, trapped him between a tree and his chest, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you crying?"
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It is Shaodaozi wine that border officers like to drink.
With such a strong drink, it¡¯s normal for her to get drunk after one sip.
It was the first time for Gu Yanting to see Song Wan drunk. It was a good night tonight, and the light refracted from the snow illuminated everything around him clearly.
Song Wan¡¯s little face was red, and his eyes were moist and red, like a little animal that fell into a trap, extremely innocent.
Leaving the fire, Song Wan sobered up from the cold. He stared at Gu Yanting for a while and shook his head and said, "I'm not crying."
????????????? Gu Yanting?, suddenly heard a sharp shout: "Who is it!?"
Everyone in the camp was asleep and the surroundings were quiet. This sound was quite sudden. Song Wan immediately opened his eyes, and Qing'e also instinctively turned over and jumped up.
A flash of fire ignited on the temporary shed, and an unkempt man with hunched waist kept throwing things on the shed, shouting crazily: "Go to hell, all of you! You're dead!" Then you won¡¯t kill others!¡±
He should have poured oil, and the fire suddenly became more intense.
The soldiers on night patrol quickly rushed out and subdued the man, and the fire was quickly put out. There was too much noise, and many people in the camp were awakened. Gu Yanting strode over through the snow, and the man was still shouting: "You deserve to die! You all deserve to die. I am doing justice to God!"
"Shut his mouth!"
Gu Yanting ordered in a deep voice, and Wu Qin immediately stepped forward and blocked the man's mouth.
The onlookers did not disperse. Everyone looked directly at Gu Yanting, waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.
Gu Yanting glanced around and said: "I say it again, listen to me, I guarantee that you will survive this snowstorm, go home safely and continue to live a peaceful life. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, he or she will die!"
Gu Yanting's expression was cold and solemn, and the armor on his shoulders, elbows and knees reflected a cold light under the moonlight. The light was weak, but it strangely gave people endless power.
The crowd was quiet for a moment, and someone asked: "Mr. Gu, of course we believe you, but you can't hide anything from us. What disease do they have, and why do they have to live separately from us?"
This question is also what other people want to know, and everyone¡¯s eyes are brighter.
Gu Yanting didn't waste any time looking for someone in the crowd, and said coldly: "I won't talk to turtles, stand up!"
No one stood up. Gu Yanting licked his back molars and raised his eyebrows: "You don't even dare to stand up. How dare you ask me questions?"
Gu Yanting's tone was a bit provocative. After a while, a young man walked out of the crowd and said, "Caomin Chen Youzhi, pay homage to Mr. Gu. Although the question just now was not asked by Caomin, Caomin also wants to know the answer. .¡±
This young man named Chen Youzhi was in good health and quite courageous. Gu Yanting looked at him calmly and asked, "Do you know the art of Qihuang?"
"The common people don't know how."
"If I asked you to take care of these sick people for free, would you be willing?"
Chen Youzhi hesitated for a moment and said: "the common people need to know first what kind of disease they are suffering from."
He was very clear-headed, not frightened by Gu Yanting's aura, and still remembered his original purpose.
Gu Yanting looked at him intently for a while, then looked at the others and said, "No matter what kind of disease these people are suffering from, the imperial court has sent imperial doctors here and will always provide medicinal materials. Regardless of their status, everyone will know how to do it." You are being treated as much as possible because you are my people in Zhaoling!"
Gu Yanting was confident, and his loud voice echoed over the entire camp.
Everyone lost their voice, and Gu Yanting continued: "I will never break my words. This winter has just begun. What you have to consider is how to get through it, instead of letting your curiosity explore something that you can't help at all." If you are still curious, come forward and I will let you stay here to take care of them now."
No one dared to stand up. Chen Youzhi said: "It's just common people who are reckless. Please forgive me, Sir."
"It doesn't matter, if you have anything, just ask in front of me. I appreciate people like you. On the other hand, if someone dares to spread untrue remarks behind my back, I will definitely cut out his tongue with my own hands!"
Gu Yanting meant something, and many of the refugees who were watching lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
Gu Yanting took away the man who set the fire. Wu Qin and the soldiers on duty told the others to go back to sleep. The camp became quiet again, but Song Wan lost his sleep and stared at the blackened part of the shed in a daze.
"What is the girl looking at?"
Qing'e asked in a low voice, Song Wan shook his head and did not say what he was thinking.
What happened tonight is just the beginning. Smallpox can¡¯t be hidden for long. Fear will project the ugliest side of human nature like a mirror.
No one involved can stay out of it.
After the arson incident, the camp was peaceful for two days, but trouble broke out again on the third night.
A man diagnosed with smallpox killed a medical woman, put on her clothes and tried to escape.
Song Wan also had lunch with the medical woman. She was only fifteen years old and would be leaving the palace soon. Her family also arranged a marriage for her. If nothing happens, she should be able to live the rest of her life safely and smoothly. .
But she did not die of smallpox, but was killed by a patient she was caring for who stabbed her throat with a roughly polished chopstick.
Song Wan had to admit that when she saw the man being captured, the idea of ??killing someone came up in her heart.
Perhaps Song Wan's eyes were too hot, so the man broke free from his shackles and rushed towards Song Wan. He laughed and said at the same time: "I can catch two beauties on my back before I die, so I won't lose anything in this life!" (Remember Website address: www.hlnovel.com)Spend the rest of your life happily.
But she did not die of smallpox, but was killed by a patient she was caring for who stabbed her throat with a roughly polished chopstick.
Song Wan had to admit that when she saw the man being captured, the idea of ??killing someone came up in her heart.
Maybe Song Wan's eyes were too hot, so the man broke free from his shackles and rushed towards Song Wan. He laughed loudly and said, "I can catch two beauties on my back before I die. I won't lose anything in this life!" (Remember Website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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