Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"Brother, do you think this is a beggar or a boss?"

"This person lost his badge and official seal by accident." On the carriage, Zhu Enshang frowned and said, "How confused! But to be able to climb here, at least I have a bit of quick wit."

"Hmph, we in Jinan have changed masters."

If someone else said this, it would definitely be framed for Zhang Shouren's rebellion, but if a little girl said it, and Jiao Didi snorted, no one would take it seriously.

"Ah Jiu, don't say that."

Zhu Enshang's expression is still very gentle, his temper has always been like this, and he is not in a hurry.

But every single word is still very important: "You are a girl, and if you say something wrong, people will not hurt you. But with Zhang Shouren, please be careful."

"Brother, is our clan still afraid that he will fail?"

"That's not the reason." Zhu Enshang said quietly: "The original chaos in Jinan City, you are a girl, I can't tell you too much. Men were killed, women were raped, it was like this in broad daylight. Zhang Shouren In the first place, although there were many murders, but now the people have already praised you, and your words have been heard by people, and they will inevitably be used to make use of them."

"Yes, I see."

Ah Jiu stuck out her tongue and said softly, "I won't talk nonsense anymore."

The two brothers and sisters exchanged a few words, but Zheng Wanying on the other side nodded repeatedly and said loudly: "There is an extremely urgent situation in the city, I have to ask my lord to go and see it with me immediately, otherwise, it will be too late to regret."

"Why are you so entangled?"

Li Zhuoran was a little angry, stepped forward and said: "My lord is already going to treat you, what's the matter, it will be too late to say in two days?"

"It will be too late in two days..." Zheng Wanying said with tears in his eyes, holding his throat, "I'm afraid there will be a plague in the city!"

"what?"

Zhang Shouren was about to leave, but this happened every day when he was in Fushan.There will always be people stopping his carriage, complaining, begging for help, asking for help, all kinds of weird people and things.

At the beginning, he didn't understand these things, he would see them when he came, and when he suffered a lot, he would know that there are a lot of abnormal human beings to support thousands of people.

The man in front of him looked like he was not a normal person, but the last sentence really moved him.

He was shaken all over, stopped, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "You really deserve a beating... It's winter now, there's a fart plague."

After a catastrophe or a catastrophe, there will most likely be an epidemic.

But Jinan did not win a major battle. Although more than 2000 rebels and bandits were killed, it did not affect the overall situation at all, and it was nothing.

It is simply impossible to say that there is a plague now.The most important thing is the climate.

The plague must be only in season, not in autumn, not to mention that it is the middle of winter when the sky is full of snow. [

"Master Guerrilla," Zheng Wanying coughed violently, and then said loudly, "It's smallpox, smallpox!"

"smallpox?"

Zhang Shouren stopped suddenly, turned around, and began to seriously look at the young man who came to report the letter.

"Smallpox has already spread in the city," Zheng Wanying said in a high voice without fear at all, "the adults responded with their crowns, the yamen closed down, and the lowly officials gave warnings several times, but no one heeded them. Now among the refugees, many people have already got it." Smallpox has already begun to kill people, if it is not contained quickly, it may lead to a catastrophe."