Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 187 Aura
In the early morning, Zhou Shengjun's yamen in Qingfeng County.

The sky is scattered with fine snow.

Outside the wall of the meeting hall, the fragrance of medicine wafted faintly from the backyard of the warehouse.

In the warehouse at this time, the originally tall walls had been dismantled long ago, and the original storage of armor and weapons and other utensils were also transported to other places, freeing up a huge open space.

On the open space, a group of black-clothed soldiers patrolled around and organized personnel. A dozen cauldrons were set up in the middle, and several gray-haired old pharmacists boiled medicinal soup with large spoons as long as their arms in front of the cauldron.

There is a huge long platform built on the side, on which steamed yellow noodle buns and refined jerky are piled up.

Six or seven strong men were divided and bagged in front of the stage, and they were ready to be released according to human hair.

Outside the courtyard, there are people with yellow and emaciated faces waiting.

Masked and veiled, with an anxious expression, under the management of the sergeant, at least a few steps away from each other, looking hopefully at the pharmacist who is boiling the medicinal materials, and the strong man who is preparing to distribute the food.

It's like looking at the hope of life.

No wonder they are.

This time the plague broke out suddenly in Qingfeng County, and the symptoms were also very special. Although it attracted attention at the beginning, it spread extremely fast and the infection mechanism was special, so it was not contained at all.

Once infected, it will become a 'ghost', and if one person is infected, it means that the whole family and even the neighbors will suffer.

After all, in the beginning, no one will be wary of their loved ones
And with the horror of the plague, all kinds of strange medicines are all over the street, the effect is unknown for the time being, but the price is more and more expensive.

Ordinary people can't afford to enjoy it at all, and they don't have the courage to spend most of their lives on their wealth, risking their families to starve and gamble to survive.

Now Zhou Shengjun distributes medicine soup and food for free, no matter how effective it is, it also makes most poor people feel hopeful and grateful.

to noon.

According to the past, Zhou Houchen must set up a stage in the backyard, ask the Tianhuayuan to find an opera troupe, sing a few plays, and drink with the plays.

Sometimes when the interest comes, I will go on stage and sing a few times together to keep my voice alive.

But now, he has no idea at all.

Zhou Houchen stuffed the last piece of steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, finished his lunch briefly, and then got up.

After walking a few steps, I came to the corridor, and looked at the situation of the warehouse through the casement.

At noon at this time, the sun was up and the sky was clear, which seemed a bit like summer.

But the fine snow that fell in the morning melted, and the slight chill produced reminded people that it was still winter.

The dozen or so big pots on the open space were empty, and the dozens of steamers on the long platform were also empty, thrown into the big basin and cleaned by the servants.

"Is it all over?" he asked casually.

"The morning batch has ended."

At the door, a staff member in white answered.

"Hopefully, the effect of this attempt will be satisfactory."

Zhou Houchen sighed.

Because of this plague, Qingfeng County, which was not big at first, but still considered prosperous, was almost depressed to the point of emptiness, with white silk hanging all over the long street, and the sound of suona and mourning music was endless every night.

In addition, most of the production in the city has been suspended for a long time, and foreign caravans are also prohibited from entering. Therefore, we must always worry about food, medicinal materials, and civil uprisings that are easily caused by panic.

To put it bluntly, even if this crisis can be overcome, Qingfeng doesn't know how long it will take to recover, and this year's Jingcha, he probably can only get a low rating.

Not to mention being promoted to the county, it's hard to say whether he can keep his current position.
"Write a few more secret letters to the county government, asking them to dispatch some resources from the surrounding counties,
For example, medicinal herbs and the like, this time nourishing blood and nourishing qi, medicinal herbs for clearing the heart and nourishing the mind should account for the majority, and the more meat and rice noodles, the better. "

Zhou Houchen pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice.

The staff hurriedly took a small notebook to write down, but after finishing writing, they were slightly startled,
"My lord, do you believe what Xu said?"

"What if you don't believe me at this time?" Zhou Houchen replied.

Except for the warrior who was bitten by a 'ghost', most of the plague patients were ordinary people.

The problem has been explained in the meantime, the physical barrier built by itself is normally enough to resist this weird plague.

And to be honest, if it weren't for the horrible infection mechanism of this thing, the warriors would not be harmed by it, no matter how terrifying it was, it would not be enough to make Da Zhou implement the long-lost enclosure and seal the city.

But once a person is infected with the plague and turns into a 'ghost', it will be too terrifying if it is transmitted from person to person.

Some aides of the county government predicted through actuarial means that if it is not contained, the entire Huaizhou may fall, and it will only take less than half a month.

And once ordinary people die, what if Wu Fu lives?
Everyone knows the truth that if there is no skin, there will be no hair.

Therefore, for physical reasons, Xu came up with blood-tonifying and Qi-reinforcing medicinal soup as one of the means of epidemic prevention.

As for clearing the mind, some people speculate that the transmission of the plague may be an indirect route, not the usual way of infection such as eyes, mouth and nose, but pure environmental influence.
assimilation
Martial Dao has been cultivated to a high level, qi and blood are flourishing, and the mind is self-contained. If you don't restrain yourself, you can emit a steady stream of heat radiation.

And after the divine will is strong enough to affect reality, it will form a unique aura, assimilating the surrounding people or things with divine will.

Similar to the truth that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

However, this idea is untenable.

Can affect the aura of a county, what level of strength will the martial artist himself have?
It's unimaginable.

How could such a person appear here?

"By the way, the secret land outside Kuwahara Mountain should be opened?"

Zhou Houchen suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Yes, according to the observations and speculations of the military spies, in the past few days, a lot of rangers have gathered in the city at this time."

The staff replied.

Hearing this, Zhou Houchen couldn't help but feel a little headache again, the more outsiders, the more mixed up he is.

It's not easy to discipline a chivalrous man who commits a crime with martial arts.

"Find some time, send a message to the Tian and Yang families in the city, and have the same qualifications as the Xu family in Ningyang to enter the secret land, and also urge the city guards to pay attention to the security issues in the city recently.
For example, the quarantine team checks three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and if any symptoms are found, they will be taken care of later and isolated. "

Zhou Houchen thought for a moment, then ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

The staff responded, bowed and retreated.

"It's an eventful autumn"

Remembering that the universal religion in Ningyang suddenly changed from ringworm and mange to tarsus maggots, while the plague in Qingfeng was still helpless and could only be suppressed, Zhou Houchen was very worried.

"Rebel against the plague and troubled times."

In troubled times, people are not as good as dogs.

Of course, this person refers more to ordinary people
Zhou Houchen sighed, turned around and sat down, picked up the brush on the pen holder and dipped it in ink.

He is preparing to write the inspection report for the next few days.

In the evening, Tian clan land.

The two spacious banquet halls were full of people.

In the hall, there are not huge round wooden tables like ordinary restaurants, but strip-shaped dining tables designed and placed.

On it, there are all kinds of delicacies, exquisite snacks and fresh fruits.

The portions of the dishes are large and can be taken by anyone, similar to the form of self-service.

There are also slender and beautiful maids around, holding the cooked dishes and standing aside, so that the food on the table is exhausted and can be filled in time.

The specifications of the two banquet halls are slightly different, one is called Jinfeng Hall and the other is called Yuheng Hall.

If someone observes carefully, they will find that all the seats in the Golden Wind Hall are martial arts masters who are above Liming.

And the Yuheng hall is full of blood-boiling martial arts.

As for the following, it is gone.

Now that the Yang tide is rising, the mountains and forests in various places have undergone changes, and the beasts and birds are becoming more powerful and more diverse.

If a warrior below the Boiling Blood Realm enters the mountain alone, he can't even guarantee his own safety, so what qualifications do he have to help him?

Therefore, those who are eligible to be invited by the Tian family have more or less cards and can be regarded as strong players.

And both of them are people of the same situation, belonging to the same circle, eating and drinking together does not need to be reserved or cramped, and there is a lot of excitement in the interlacing of drinking and drinking.

At this moment, Lin Ju and another member of the Lin clan, Lin Wei, were sitting in the corner of the Golden Wind Hall, having dinner.

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(End of this chapter)