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Chapter 100 The Prince is Unattainable (27)

"No matter what you have done before, or what others have done to you? I, Shen Zheng, are here for disaster relief. If you don't cooperate at all, don't blame the sword for being ruthless."

The man's voice echoed in the air calmly, and every word and every word fell clearly into everyone's ears.

Xizhou has already existed in name only, and those ordinary people who once pinned their hopes on the imperial court have already turned into ghosts who cannibalize people and drink blood under countless disappointments.

The old man looked at Shen Zheng and laughed loudly: "What did he just say? He wouldn't think this is the palace where everyone respects him, right? How naive!"

Stubborn!

A cold light flashed in Shen Zheng's eyes, and an internal force from his fingertips turned into a blade of energy and pierced through the old man's brow.

Everyone only knew that the old man was laughing, suddenly there was a hole in his forehead, and then he fell straight down, but they didn't see who killed the old man.

"Knowing that you have killed a few dog officials, I feel that I am very capable. From now on, my words in Xizhou are orders. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed!"

There was silence all around, and the common people looked at Shen Zheng with fear and reluctance coexisted with fear.

"Whatever you ate in the past, eat these days first. After three days, I will arrange for someone to bring you disaster food to Xizhou."

"Everyone except for these two days' rations, and all the dead things in the city were knocked down and burned three miles away from the city gate."

"Mianqing, you are in charge of supervision, and those who disobey will be killed, and there is no need to report."

"Qin Mu, you take other people to other counties and counties in Xizhou to adjust grain, and kill those who refuse to accept it!"

"Yes, I will obey!"

The leader was killed, and the rest did not dare to act rashly. They could only follow the order of the guard named Mian Qing to move the body. The second prince on the horse had a strange method, which they had never met before.

The crowd had been busy all day before they could pull out the devoured corpses that could be seen everywhere in Xizhou and burn them.

It wasn't until dark that everyone dragged their tired bodies back to the city. When everyone wanted to hug the remaining limbs and broken arms and gnaw on them as usual, they were stopped by Mian Qing.

The man with a black cloth on his face dropped dozens of torches from his arms and said coldly: "Cook the food before eating, rest early after eating today, and tomorrow I will repair the dilapidated houses and clean the streets in Xizhou. "

"Yes, thank you sir!" Tears welled up in the eyes of many people who picked up the torch on the ground.

The second prince who came today seems to have really come to help them.

The situation in Xizhou is really difficult, Shen Zheng has been busy all afternoon, but he can barely clean up a yard of the dilapidated county government.

Light the dead wood in the yard, and sit by the fire tonight.

Shen Zheng was like a treasure chest. He took out the pheasant meat prepared during the day from the burden on the horse, cut it into skewers with a dagger, put it on the fire and grilled it.

Shen Changming, who was like a mascot, sat next to Shen Zheng and propped his chin to distract himself.

After getting along for so many days, Shen Changming has gotten used to Shen Zheng's service, and sometimes he feels that it is easier to use than the servants.

A shadow outside the courtyard draws closer.

A woman with a withered face and sunken eye sockets and a black and smelly turban on her head stumbled into the courtyard. After entering the door, she knelt down opposite Shen Zheng without saying a word.

"Second Prince, I beg you to save my child! He has had a high fever for three days. Before that, they said they would wait until my son died to eat meat. Please save my son!"

"As long as you are willing to save him, I am willing to work like a bull for you!"

Only through the flames did I realize that the woman was holding a person in her arms, and that shriveled appearance did not look like a living person at all.

Shen Zheng paused while turning the meat in his hand, then he stuffed the stick into Shen Changming's hand and got up and walked towards the woman.

"Thank you, Second Prince! Thank you, Second Prince! You are such a good person, Second Prince!"

Seeing that Shen Zheng got up and walked over, the woman burst into tears, she hastily stretched out her hand to hand the child in her arms to Shen Zheng, but she was afraid that Shen Zheng's clothes would be dirty and abrupt. Let go so that Shen Zheng can see the child in his arms clearly.

Crouching halfway beside the woman, Shen Zheng stretched out his hand to feel for the child's pulse.

The child was almost left with a piece of skin inlaid on the skeleton, and the hands were so cruel that it touched people, Shen Zheng frowned.

After a while, Shen Zheng withdrew his hand: "Let's stay here in the haystack tonight. This child is malnourished and suffers from typhoid fever and disease. If he can't make it through tonight, then Lord Hades can't do anything about it."

It can be considered that this woman is lucky to meet them today.

"Go to the nearby medical center to see if you can find something to dispel the cold, and by the way, see if the rice shop can get some glutinous rice."

Although the people here are so hungry that they cannibalize people and drink blood, most of the reasons are because they are trapped here numbly waiting for death. Hunger and illness have given birth to their sense of despair that they will perish together.

There are so many shops around, you should be able to find a little bit, if you can't find it, it will be fate.

"Okay." The woman nodded repeatedly.

"Give me the child." Shen Zheng stretched out his hand.

"Thank you, Second Prince! Thank you!"

The woman's frail body contained great strength for the child. After handing the child to Shen Zheng, she rushed out, leaving only an afterimage to the people in the yard.

Shen Zheng put the child on the haystack that was tidied up today, and then told Shen Changming who was by the fire: "I'll be back after going out for a while, call Mian Qing if you have anything to do."

"What can my king do?"

"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that you will be stewed by the common people." What those unruly people were afraid of was Shen Zheng, not Shen Changming.

Shen Changming held the wooden stick vigorously: "...Get out of here."

Drought and plague coexist in Xizhou, and the moon is as bright as day on nights that have not rained for several months.

The stars hang far above the head and twinkle, heralding that tomorrow will be another sunny day.

After Shen Zheng left, Shen Changming plunged the barbecue in his hand into the soil beside the fire and roasted it slowly, while he turned the wheelchair to the child.

At first glance, the child looked like a mummy, his face was pale and sweaty, and he was in a state of high fever.

Looking down, Shen Changming noticed that there were many small red bumps on the child's neck at the neckline and the scalp on the side of the ear, which belonged to mosquito bites.

However, given the current situation in Xizhou, it is not surprising that everyone has a small rash.

Shen Changming paused for a moment and stretched out his hand to touch the child's chest, then moved to the pulse.

High fever and chills, muscle spasms, rapid pulse and heartbeat, unconsciousness...

This symptom is almost 80.00% consistent with typhus, but it is also 90.00% similar to common wind-cold symptoms. To judge whether it is typhus or not, you need to look at other people's conditions.

After Shen Zheng found water from a muddy river outside the city, he came back and stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching as Shen Changming, who was taking the child's pulse, did not disturb him.

After taking the pulse, Shen Changming sealed the child's acupoints, watching the other side seal the acupoints before Shen Zheng walked up.

He put the rusty iron basin on the fire, and then took out a clean handkerchief from his arms to wipe the right hand that Shen Changming had touched the child carefully.

"It's okay, don't move around, if you get the plague, I won't leave you alone."

Shen Changming's right hand was left with a few hideous scars after poking off the blood blisters on the cliff, which made Shen Zheng very uncomfortable to look at.

Covering the murderous intent in his eyes, he let go of his clean hands, Shen Zheng said: "My lord, don't make trouble here, taking care of yourself is the best help for me."

"I seem to have seen this kind of plague before, and it's very similar to this symptom." Ignoring Shen Zheng's words, Shen Changming looked down at the child on the haystack and said, "But I'm not sure, I need to find a few people to look at it."

"Have you seen it?" The man froze when he folded the handkerchief. He didn't remember when the plague broke out in the imperial city, so where did Xiaoyao Wang, who had never left the imperial city, go to see this plague?
Realizing that he was wrong, Shen Changming added calmly: "Yes, I saw it in an ancient book."

Shen Zheng: "..."

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