Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 157 Young General: It's getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already winter

After Chang Qing helped the woman up, he asked the doctor he brought with him to take a look at her. Then he walked towards the village and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"These are really sinful."

People were lying on the ground everywhere in the village, their skin was festering and festering, and the air was filled with the stench of corpses, which made the plague even more difficult to control.

"When people died in the beginning, they were taken out and burned. But later on, there were too many deaths, so we had no choice but to leave them here. Now the weather is hot, and they will stink in one, two or three days."

A trembling old man explained, "Now we can't go out or come in, and we can't go to the fields to work. The rice jars at home are empty, and no one outside sends us food. Many people are starving to death."

Chang Qing remained silent. In that era, people avoided the plague as if they were avoiding floods and beasts. They basically assumed that those infected with the plague would die, so they were unwilling to contribute money and food.

After making simple arrangements in this village, Chang Qing went to two other places where the plague was severe and found that the situation was basically the same. In fact, the situation in Sansaigou was even more serious than that in Dengjia Village.

Chang Qing went to find the official in charge of grain and learned that there was no extra money and grain in the government. He took out the Second Prince's badge from his waist and went to find the largest local merchant.

When the boss saw the sign, his old face smiled so much that it looked like a dried chrysanthemum, and he was so attentive.

Seeing that the other party quickly prepared the food, although not a lot, it was enough to alleviate the current situation. The other party even sent three doctors under his name and prepared a lot of medicinal materials.

Chang Qing didn't expect that Nangong Zhe could be used in this way. For a moment, he felt that he had got the badge just right. When he got the chance, he would trick Nangong Zhe.

Chang Qing had already gotten used to handling things like the plague. While he asked others to check on the bandits, he stayed in the study and listed the areas that needed attention one by one.

With a bang, the door was suddenly pushed open.

I could only see the person walking in slowly in the misty drizzle, with his back to the light, carrying the damp smell of the rain. He was wearing a blue shirt, and then he gently tidied up the wet hair hanging on his cheeks and said, "It's raining really hard."

"Chun Heming, why are you here?"

Chang Qing was somewhat surprised when looking at this guy. He hadn't received any letters from him since he went back to his hometown. He thought that he had been captured by someone and taken as a concubine.

"You came at the right time. There are still a lot of things waiting for you to deal with. I don't trust other people. After all, no one can do things more reliably than you. The more capable you are, the more work you should do."

Chun Heming: "..."

Looking at the smile on Chang Qing's face, he suddenly wanted to turn around and leave. He had just come back and hadn't even had time to catch his breath, but he had to rush to work. All that damn brotherhood disappeared at this moment. If he couldn't beat this guy, he would have to beat him up.

He walked over and picked up what Chang Qing had just written. After reading it, he looked at Chang Qing in surprise and said with a strange look, "You have done research in this area. It's much more thoughtful than what I thought on the way."

Chang Qing lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Perhaps this general is gifted, which you can't envy."

"That's true. You're not annoying at the beginning, but you're still not likable at other times." Chun Heming also laughed.

"A few days after you left, I returned to the capital. I heard that you were sent to Wancheng to suppress bandits, so I was worried about you and rushed over to see you. I happened to meet the caravan sent by the Fifth Princess, so I came here with them."

As he spoke, Chun Heming took out a letter from his arms.

"This is what the Fifth Princess asked me to give you."

At that time, the leaves were hit by the rain and fell to the ground. The scenery not far away became hazy through the rain. The sound of ding-dong outside the house did not stop. The boy took the letter and opened it slowly. The words on the envelope were exceptionally beautiful, just like the owner of the letter. The hairpin-flowered small regular script was delicate and weak, yet tough.

There were two pieces of paper in the envelope, one of which had only a simple sentence: "Although missing someone is useless, it doesn't matter if I feel melancholy and crazy."

The other one shows Nangong Yunran's daily life. She says that her health has improved a lot and complains that she has gained weight. She went out for a walk and prayed in the temple in the past few days. Finally, she expressed her worry at the end of the letter and said that she was waiting for the boy to return in the capital.

Chun Heming sat on a chair and asked the servants in the mansion to make him a bowl of ginger soup. After drinking it, he felt the coldness in his body go away and his hands and feet gradually warmed up.

He has always been afraid of the cold, and when he was at the border, he often stayed in the house wrapped in a quilt and refused to go out. If he had to go out, he would wear such thick clothes that he would not feel any pain even if he was punched a few times.

"She is a very smart woman. She guessed that you might be short of money and food, so she took out all her wealth and bought food for you in the capital. She also hired an escort agency to deliver it to Wancheng, and also bought some clothes, bedding and other things that you might need."

Then Chun Heming complained again: "You are the same. This damn place is very complicated. Others want to stay away from it, but you want to get involved."

Chang Qing knew that he was worried about him, so he just smiled and said nothing. Wancheng was indeed full of all kinds of monsters. Chun Heming was a guy who was most afraid of trouble and who cherished his life the most to avoid danger. Yet he came to Wancheng to find him.

At this time in the capital city, Nangong Yunran quietly watched the flying birds. She was always envious of the freedom they had, unlike herself who was trapped in the cage of red walls.

She whispered quietly: "I wonder how the general is doing now?"

I am not by that person's side, but I am controlled by that person. Fortunately, the longing is silent, otherwise it would be deafening.

"Princess, it takes a long time to get from the capital to Wancheng. You have read the letters General Xu wrote to you over and over again. It's only been two or three days since there was any news, and you are so restless."

"You are getting more and more talkative, girl. You deserve to be beaten."

Nangong Yunran glared at Yihuan coquettishly. She knew, of course, that the general should have arrived in Wancheng, according to the itinerary. He must have been settling down and understanding the situation in the past few days, and he must have been very busy.

After being introduced by the doctor from Miaojiang, her health did improve a lot, her complexion became a little rosier, and the queen also took better care of her.

Nangong Yunran also went to pay her respects every few days and gave the Queen a massage using medical methods that had been used to treat long-term illnesses. This made the Queen, in addition to agreeing to Changqing's request, show more genuine care and love for Nangong Yunran.

Seeing Nangong Yunran coming, the queen showed a kind smile on her face: "The sun outside is so strong, why don't you come with an umbrella? Qinghe, go to my small kitchen and bring a bowl of sour plum soup for the fifth princess to cool down."

This queen was the old emperor's second queen. She had no children. She only became pregnant once in the first few years after entering the palace and gave birth to a princess. However, the princess was weak and died before she was one month old. The queen also could not get pregnant again due to heavy bleeding during childbirth.

Looking at Nangong Yunran's sickly appearance, the Queen always thought of her poor daughter. She used to feel sad whenever she saw her and deliberately avoided paying attention to her.

A few days ago, she caught a cold and fell seriously ill. It was this princess, whom she had ignored in the past, who came to take care of her. She was attentive and considerate in every way, and helped her relieve the headaches she had suffered for many years. It was inevitable that she placed her thoughts about her daughter who died young on Nangong Yunran.

"Mother, I just took a short rest. It happened that the people on the border sent General Xu some fruits grown by themselves. The Xu Mansion also sent some to me. I thought of sending them over for you to taste."

"Thank you for being so thoughtful."

Nangong Yunran asked Yihuan to hand the fruit to the maid beside the Queen, who took it down, washed it, and brought it up. In fact, the Queen did not like these foods, but thinking that Nangong Yunran had just received them and was giving them to her, she tasted them out of respect.

The queen originally didn't want to get involved in the struggle for power. As long as her mother's family did not fall and her backing was strong enough, she would be the rightful queen mother whoever ascended the throne.

Looking at the well-behaved Nangong Yunran in front of him, he took her hand and said, "I heard that Qingyang has held a lot of banquets these days. You didn't attend them. It's a good thing to stay out of the spotlight. When Xu Jinhuan comes back, you two should get married as soon as possible to put an end to some people's delusions."

"Mother, I want to spend more time with you, but I can't bear to get married so early." Nangong Yunran smiled shyly and said some flattering words, which made the queen smile.

"How can I keep you by my side forever, child? When you get married, if you still remember me, you can come to the palace to visit me often. If you are bullied, you can ask me for support. However, from my perspective over the years, Xu Jinhuan is indeed a rare good match."

As an experienced person, the Queen could see at a glance that Nangong Yunran was insincere. She knew that Nangong Yunran was looking forward to this marriage, thinking that it would be better for her to get married early, and then she could find an excuse to send Xu Jinhuan away, so that she would not be involved in the war for imperial power.

If she had a daughter, she would have wanted to marry her daughter to General Xu.

Nangong Yunran talked with the Queen for a while, and seeing that the Queen showed a trace of fatigue, she left very tactfully.

Thinking about recent events, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. Although the Second Prince and the Crown Prince had not done anything on the surface, it was a foregone conclusion that they would not tolerate her.

She walked to the highest place in the palace and took in the entire view of the palace. Her slender white fingers gently stroked a jade pendant, and her eyes were filled with spring breeze.

She was useless. She was not as noble and powerful as Qingyang, nor did she have the support of brothers and mother like other princesses. She was all alone.

In the past, she never cared about what the future would be like. After avenging her mother, she just wanted to live a peaceful life and watched others kill each other with cold eyes.

Now, she has someone she wants to protect.

Her general should not have been dragged into this dirty imperial city.

"Yihuan, do you think I'm particularly useless? I couldn't help my mother before, and now I can't help General Xu. Instead, I need him to protect me everywhere." Nangong Yunran said with his eyes lowered.

"Princess, it's not like that." Yihuan looked at her firmly, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Princess, I am going to say something disrespectful. For so many years, I have regarded you as a relative. I know better than anyone that your situation is difficult. In this dangerous harem, you have almost become a victim of power many times, but the princess is still sincere and kind."

Nangong Yunran chuckled, climbed up the pillar and sat down, the wind blew her hair flying.

Is she kind? Nangong Yunran doesn't think she is kind. In the past ten years, she has also calculated others, but she has never framed others for her own selfish desires.

"Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a few days. I heard that Second Brother is in charge of organizing it this time. It must be very lively. I just don't know what kind of surprise they will give me. Will they send someone to kill me directly, or will they make sure I never get a chance to turn over?"

She silently repeated a name in her heart, Concubine An, who was once the most favored concubine in the harem. In the end, it was heard that she had an affair with a guard and died after being exposed by the palace maids around her when she became pregnant.

A lot of people are involved in this, including the second prince's mother.

Nangong Yunran has always been unwilling to make enemies with anyone, but when she thought about the fact that the other party was plotting against her fiancé, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful in her heart.

She has given in again and again, so why are these people still so aggressive and unwilling to let her go? She just wants to live a peaceful life and not get involved in the struggle for imperial power.

But since she was born, since she was born into the royal family, it seemed as if everything was destined. Nangong Yunran knew that even if she was gone, the young general would still be involved in the imperial power, but he had many opportunities to choose.

She thought that she should prepare a big gift. The water in the capital was already muddy, so she would make it even muddier and drag those self-proclaimed superior chess players into it.

After a heavy rain, the whole Wancheng seemed to have changed, washing away all the heavy atmosphere. At night, the bright moon hung heavily in the sky, with stars floating on the thick clouds, revealing an indifference that kept people thousands of miles away.

Shu Yijin, who was sitting in the courtyard, raised his head slightly, looked at the sky full of stars, and moved his fingers, wanting to stretch out his fingers to gently disturb this chaotic star map.

"Young Marquis, I see that you are a man of clear mind and kind character. How did you get that kind of reputation?" Chun Heming said casually.

Shu Yijin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the waning moon in the cold night and the whimpering wind. He felt a little cold and his hands unconsciously pulled his clothes closer.

Turning his head to look at Chang Qing who was silent beside him, the swaying candlelight under the eaves enveloped this man, adding a bit of gentleness to his usually sharp eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see him clearly.