C166

Chapter 166 - Plague

"Greetings, Masters. I am the village head of Little Wang Manor. May I know which of you would like to report this to me? I would like to meet with the lord …" At the The yamen of the same knowledge's entrance, in the vast expanse of white snow, the village chief who had met with calamity was accompanying his guard as he looked at the errand boy with a fawning expression.

The bailiff standing at the entrance did not even raise his eyes. He did not have the time to pay any attention to this old man who had a head full of snow. The two of them looked at the heavy snow and rubbed their hands and stomped their feet as they chatted.

"We have to get together at noon today, the Coastal building's seafood hotpot is the best. Four or five of us can get together a hawk Yang and we'll be able to get it for ourselves. Only a pot with half a catty of wine will be considered beautiful …"

"Aiyo, you just got your hands on the flower red from the overseas banks and now the gluttony in your stomach is stirring up a ruckus?" "If you dare to spend an ocean for a meal, your wife will make you kneel on a board …"

"Pfft, she dares!" Money is a man's guts. Ever since my income doubled, my wife has become so gentle that she no longer dared to glare at me. "Damn it, I'll save another two years, then I'll also marry a concubine and taste the taste of being an old master …"

As the two bailiffs spoke to here, they looked at each other and laughed out loud. The laughter was filled with a tone that only men could understand. It was no wonder that the constables were laughing so happily. Ever since the Letian Firm moved to the Tanggu, the constables could be considered to be living a good life.

The Mr. Xiao was truly worthy to be called the God of Fortune who rode the Black Tiger. Among all the people who ate at the yamen's restaurant, every single one of them would be given a share of the money by the Letian Firm. Furthermore, when the weather was cold, he would reward them with firewood, and when the holidays were over, he would divide the meat and drink.

No one in the world would go against money. It was because of this additional income that the unhappiness of the Letian Firm entering Tanggu forcefully and becoming a part of it had long been forgotten. At present, the Tanggu Merchant Group and the officials were extremely supportive of Xiao Letian.

It was said that Zhou Mingkui had already been prostrated before Xiao Letian's door. In Tanggu, Xiao Letian was already worthy of the title of Emperor of the Earth.

Of course, a rumor was just a rumor. No one dared to check whether they were right or wrong, not to mention who would go against money. Last month, when that damned boss of the gambling house shouted at Xiao Letian to bribe his officials, it was all about some big crime. That night, he drowned in the sewer.

Since then, no one dared to provoke the Letian Firm anymore. These yamen runners who passed by did not even dare to straighten their backs.

At this time, the Little Wang Manor's Village Chief was almost frozen. Seeing the two bailiffs looking up at the sky with their nose to the sky and ignoring him, she knew that it was impossible to open a path without money, so she quickly fished out a bunch of copper coins that had a temperature of around 500 yuan. She respectfully handed them over.

"Two sirs, buy some wine to drink. This is disrespectful, disrespectful …" Since he already saw the money, there was no point in holding back. The bailiff who was kneeling on the board took the copper coin and casually flipped through it. He felt that the money was enough to make a smile on his face.

"Un, I know your village, Little Wang Manor right? Tell me, what matter do you have that requires you to endure the heavy snow?"

"Masters, our village has met with calamity …" The Village Chief wiped away his tears and repeated what had happened the night before today, causing the two bailiffs to feel a little heartache.

"Aiyo, so this Bane is linked into a string? How pitiful … However, let me be clear with you as well. Your excellency went to the beach to enjoy the snow and recite poetry, so you don't have the time to care about trivial matters. "How about this, I'll let you meet with Grand Master to prepare a case. You can report it to Old Master later, do you think you can …"

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll listen to you!" The old man didn't dare to have any objections. He waited at the door for a long time before a Master Shaoxing came out. After a long while, when the village chief walked out of Tongzhi's yamen, it was almost lunchtime.

Master Shaoxing looked at the Village Head walking away and smirked as he shook the silver in his hand, "A complaint? Hehe, now that Master is flattering Xiao Letian, who dares to pick on you? A country bumpkin who doesn't know anything, then what is Xiao Letian trying to do that you can't stop? In the Ryukyu, even Japan is not his opponent, yet you want to be like a praying mantis waiting to be a chariot? Sigh … A bunch of pitiful people! "

The village chief did not eat in the city. Instead, he ate a cold biscuit and hurried into the village. Right now, the entire village was waiting for news of him. Thus, he did not dare to delay at all.

However, when he returned to the village, an old man who was frightened by the news almost sat down on the snowy ground. It turned out that in the entire morning, there were 20 people in the village who had a high fever and were bedridden.

"How did you do it?" What was going on? The heavens want us to die …"Wuu!" The old Village Chief was already on the verge of tears.

How could he not be anxious? In the ancient society, plague was a horrifying event that was as famous as wars, earthquakes, floods, and other disasters. The control of the plague was very strict throughout the generations. A fever in a village with twenty people was enough to isolate the villagers.

At that time, there was no state financial aid, so if the villagers were isolated, they would have to fend for themselves.

In fact, it was clear to everyone that when the fire broke out on the firewood haystack the night before, the villagers had already been frightened. With the heat from the fire and the cold northwest blowing on the fire, many of the elderly felt uncomfortable.

Furthermore, during the entire day, they were bought by a foreigner, threatened by Scholar Huang, and the two scum personally came over to send firewood to good people. They were surprised, delighted and afraid.

It was not until the incident last night that the weak body of the villagers could no longer hold on. Flames of anxiety burned in their hearts. It was freezing outside, and as soon as the internal and external troubles were brought to the surface, they naturally fell ill.

In ancient times, there were actually two types of plague. One was the plague caused by bacteria when the temperature was hot during the summer, and the other was the common cold during the cold winter.

Fleming, who had discovered penicillin at that time, was not yet born, and in the absence of antibiotics a small cold could kill, and the ancients feared nothing when they heard the word typhoid.

This time, the village chief could no longer listen to Scholar Huang's nonsense. The firewood Xiao Letian left for everyone was the lifesaver. "Move, hurry up and move the firewood. Each family will need to move for three days. Whoever has a disease can move more. First heat up the house, then give the patient hot water to drink …"

Under the village chief's command, all of the villagers started moving. The adults and children braved the snow to move the firewood home, and a few quick people rushed into the Tanggu City to get a doctor.

The Little Wang Manor's situation was not isolated. Three unlucky villages suffered from a large scale typhoid fever, and people could not care about life and death anymore. The Scholar Huang's ban was completely thrown to the back of their minds.

Huang Liu received the news after lunch, he was so angry that he brought his butler and his servants over to scold, "You unloyal commoners, how can you use the graciousness of your enemies? Do the thousands of years of education of saints go unnoticed? "All of you, throw away your firewood …"

"Scholar Huang, open your eyes and take a look. There are so many patients in the village, what do you want us to do? You have to let us live at least, right? If what you say is good, why didn't you bring your family's firewood for us? "

Scholar Huang was embarrassed. Since he was young, he had never been rolled up by anyone. He never thought that a smelly farm would actually dare to steal his land.

"What did you say?" Say that again … " The flustered Huang Liu scolded loudly, "Good, good, good, good. You guys are good, if you have the guts don't beg me for next year, if you have the guts don't ask your children to go to school …"

"Smelly fools, you guys actually dare to be rude to me. To be rude to me is to be rude to a saint. Just you wait …" Huang Liu left the village while cursing. On one hand, it was to be angry, but on the other hand, it was to be afraid of catching the epidemic situation in the village.

"Butler, send someone to burn the firewood tonight. Xiao Letian gave it to you, it isn't anything good …" The steward's face turned bitter when he heard this. "Young Master, this, this, this is not good, right?" "Since our village is in an epidemic, we should give them some hot water to drink …"

"Shut up! You even dare to disobey me? Are you going to rebel too... "You go, tonight you will personally take someone with you. If you can't handle it, then don't go back to this house …" The butler was scolded by Huang Liu until he did not dare make a sound.

The spread of the plague was too fast. In just half a day's time, there were already more than 35 people who had a fever, and such a serious epidemic situation had caught even the doctors off guard. The doctors who were scared out of their wits opened up a bunch of herbs and ran away, as if they were afraid that they would be infected too.

The disease was getting worse. By the time the lanterns were lit at night, one hundred people in three villages were suffering from fever, and fear had already engulfed all the surrounding villages.

Huang Liu's butler sneaked into the Little Wang Manor at midnight. The unlucky butler brought the servant to walk around the pile of firewood outside the village while shaking his head and sighing, "Don't blame me, I was also forced to do it. I really don't allow good people to live in this era!" With that, he waved his hand to have the servants start their attack.

The ocean fire was lit up, the dried leaves of the corn were set on fire, and quickly gathered into a few small fires. Using the wind as support, the remaining firewood was finally ignited.

However, just as the butler wanted to escape, a dozen odd white shadows suddenly flew out from the pile of snow behind them. A tiger's pounce had pushed them all down into the snow.

"We caught the arsonist, the thief who set the fire …" Quickly, people come from the village! " The mournful shouts alarmed the entire village. When the people saw the butler trembling in fear, the people of Little Wang Manor were completely furious.

"Beat him to death, beat this beast to death. So it turned out to be your doing. It was all in vain that we thought you were a good person …" Kill him! " The crowd rushed forward to attack, but the strange white shadows stopped.

"My fellow villagers, we are the guards of the Letian Firm, it was Master Xiao Letian who sent us to protect you all … "These bastards can't be taken advantage of. We have to report them to the authorities, let the officials handle them …"

The white shadow was that of a protector wearing a white snow camouflage uniform. With the support of Wang Huaiyuan's intelligence, they were able to easily spy on Huang Liu's every move.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, the arsonist was escorted by villagers and guards to The yamen of the same knowledge. Zhou Mingkui used an unprecedented efficiency to start his interrogation, and that same night, he obtained the confession letter.

"Mr. Xiao has admitted it, those people have confessed, Huang Liu is the source of all the rumors, 90% of the rumors in our Industrial Zones were made up by that brat." Zhou Mingkui carried the confession letter and brought it all to Xiao Letian's house, as if he was offering treasures. At this time, Xiao Letian was still awake, he had been holding a secret meeting in his study.

"Good job, with the confession, we can make an example of them. We'll show the citizens of Tanggu the face of these scholars, and we'll see what kind of appearance we have now!" "It's done, it's done …"