The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Wang Feiyin took their pulses while Miao Zhen brought up a pot of porridge and a bowl of buns.

"It's no big deal," Wang Feiyin said with a smile, "Eat well and sleep well, take two more doses of medicine, worry less, and you'll be fine."

Mr. Wang took back his hand and took the porridge from Pan Yun. He just held it in his hand without drinking it: "Xiao Jing, what's wrong?"

Wang Feiyin looked at Pan Yun.

Pan Yun said: "He is very good, he just misses you."

Wang Laozhang sighed and said, "Xiaojun, please help me send my little sister to him. Let him go. The farther away the better. Don't miss us anymore."

Pan Yun said: "The county magistrate released you. As long as they surrender, everything will be fine."

Wang Laozhang didn't believe it: "If there was nothing wrong, why would you hide us here? Is the county magistrate using us to force Xiaojing?"

"Yes," Pan Yun said, "So you have to live well. Otherwise, if you die, Cai Sheng will no longer have anyone to force Xiao Jing, but Xiao Jing will no longer be restrained. If he is determined to rebel, not only will he not survive, I'm afraid all the villagers in Fenshui Village will be buried with him."

The Wang family members turned pale with fear, and the sadness in Wang Laozhang's heart disappeared instantly. He lowered his head and drank the porridge quickly: "Alive, we are alive."

Wang Feiyin coughed lightly and glanced at her warningly, telling her to stop scaring people.

Only then did Pan Yun snort and stop scaring them.

The Wang family was so depressed by Pan Yun's words that they just wanted to eat and go to sleep, and they didn't even mention sending Wang Xiaomei to Wang Xiaojing.

They had just finished breakfast when the front yard became lively.

Tao Yanbai went out to take a look, and came back and said, "Master uncle, junior uncle, the masters from the Taoist temples are here, and there are many villagers waiting outside the door for free consultation."

The free medical consultation was decided in the past two days. Wang Feiyin had mentioned it to the masters from various Taoist temples and monasteries.

Because the Wulin Alliance has sent more and more medicinal herbs, in addition to making medicinal herbs for epidemic prevention, some targeted treatments can also be carried out.

That's why Wang Feiyin sought help from doctors in the city and masters from various Taoist temples.

But he has not made it public yet, as he is afraid that if he announces it too early, people will flock here, which will only aggravate the disease. It would be better to attract people through word of mouth and publicity three miles a day.

Directly divert the time so that they don’t have to invest manpower to divert the time.

No one is available~~
But Wang Feiyin and Pan Yun underestimated the authority of Sanqing Temple in the hearts of the people of Yushan County.

In just half a day, the news that Sanqing Temple was going to hold a free medical consultation in the city spread out from the city wall and spread far away. People in the city and the villages on the outskirts of the city all rushed to the county town with their families.

The lieutenant general guarding the city was shocked. He checked the people entering the city more strictly and sent someone to find Cai Sheng for advice.

During this period, in order to provide disaster relief and ensure the safety of the people, Yushan County began to allow people to enter and leave.

But after the food arrived, Pan Yun preferred to let the head of each village bring people to collect the food, or she would directly escort and distribute it to each village and village, so the number of people coming in and out could be controlled.

People were rushing into the city like they are now only in the first two days of disaster relief.

The soldier who went to the county government office quickly ran back to report: "General, Master Wu said that Magistrate Cai is ill."

The lieutenant frowned: "Sick? At this time?"

The soldier shouted angrily, "He said he was sick, but he was actually drunk. I heard him going crazy in the backyard, chasing a rooster and calling it beauty. He wanted to kiss the rooster, and the rooster was so scared that it flew over the wall."

Lieutenant General: ...

Another soldier was still waiting for orders: "General, should we let those people in? More than 130 people have entered the city today. If we let these in, there will be more than 300 people. There are still people coming."

He tried his luck and suppressed his temper and asked, "Are Abbot Wang and Taoist Master Pan really providing free medical services?" "Yes, the masters from the Taoist temples and Buddhist monasteries went into the city early this morning. When I was leaving the county government, I passed by and looked into the charity courtyard. The free medical services had already started, and many people were already queuing in the courtyard."

Since Wang Feiyin had been providing free medical services since he moved into that courtyard, everyone called it the charity courtyard.

The lieutenant general looked at the people queuing under the city wall and waved his hand in a headache: "If there is no problem with the inspection, let them in."

Soon, they found the person in question.

Eight guards with swords were mixed in with the common people and were trying to enter the city.

The lieutenant general went down the city wall and looked at them. They were tall and strong, with ruddy complexions. Their thin cotton clothes showed their strong muscles and bones. They also carried knives with them. It seemed that they were fleeing and wanted to go into the city to get relief food. If his soldiers were not blind, they would definitely intercept them!

The lieutenant general knew what was going on, so he stepped forward and asked directly, "Where are you guys from?"

The sword-wielding guards took a quick look and watched Yu Qian, covered in patches, and their leader Lu Yuan limping into the city, only to be squeezed in by a group of villagers as they left.

He said speechlessly: "...Beijing."

The lieutenant general held out his hand: "A pass and an official seal, or an official warrant."

The sword-wielding guard silently took out the warrant and official seal.

The lieutenant general looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was real. After returning it to them, he asked, "You are following the imperial envoy, so where is the imperial envoy?"

The sword-carrying guard remained calm and said, "The imperial envoy is still on the way. We are the ones who came here to make arrangements in advance."

The lieutenant general had no doubts.

As an imperial envoy, it is normal for him to send people to arrange accommodation and food in advance and to greet the local county magistrate.

But in this case, what the imperial envoy saw might not be true.

It seems that Lord Yu Qian does not live up to his reputation and is not as fair and honest as the rumors say.

The lieutenant general waved his hand and let them go, and even pointed them in the direction of the county government office: "The county government office is over there."

He thought with glee, wondering if Magistrate Cai was sober yet. If not, it would mean that the master had arrived. Would these guards report the matter truthfully?
The eight guards with swords entered the city smoothly. At this time, Yu Qian and Lu Yuan had already disappeared.

They were mixed in with a group of ragged people, most of whom were barefoot, wearing tattered clothes, and had pale faces and thin bodies.

Yu Qian supported the limping Lu Yuan and asked them, "Do you know where we can get food?"

An old man stopped and looked at Yu Qian with blurry eyes: "You are not from here, are you? Are you looking for a job?"

Yu Qian nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I am from Hangzhou and I am here to find a job."

"Then you've come to the right place," the old man led him forward, "there's a way out ahead."

The old man saw that he was still supporting a lame man, so he asked, "Is this your brother?"

"Yes, I broke my leg on the road." Yu Qian said as he pinched Lu Yuan's thigh hard, making Lu Yuan's leg even more lame.

The old man sighed and said, "You are in a difficult situation too. I heard that the situation in Suzhou was even worse. The strong wind blew people up into the sky."

"Yes, a strong wind and heavy rain destroyed everything," Yu Qian asked, "Are you distributing relief grain from the government?"

"The government office?" The old man snorted, "The government office has so little food that it can't even make a bowl of rice soup. It's all collected from the landlords. We in Yushan County are supported by the Sanqing Temple. May the mountain god bless us." (End of this chapter)