The evil king's wife is strictly controlled: the black-bellied killer concubine

On the road to Shengzhou, there are more and more pedestrians, some are alone and depressed, some families support each other, leaning on each other, and even some fleeing people suddenly fell to the ground while walking. It caused everyone to hurriedly cover their noses and dodge away.

There are many people, but they can't hear the laughter like Wucheng, except for the silence and crying.

When approaching Linfeng Town, several people had already rescued no less than four or five people on the road. Fortunately, they all contracted illnesses or fainted from hunger on the way, but they did not encounter the plague.

In Linfeng Town, the city gates are closed. In front of the city gates piled up with huge stones, more than a dozen soldiers are guarding and are investigating one by one. The team is very long. Many people who are not allowed to enter, dare not make trouble, so they gather around the gate to watch the situation .

It is said that only the people in Linfeng Town can enter and exit, and outsiders can only exit and not enter.

A few people did not line up at the back of the line, but directly bypassed the flow of people and walked towards the gate. Who knows how far they were before they were suddenly attacked by people who suddenly turned around. With a shout, the porridge shop came, and everyone dispersed, and there were no more people queuing up.

There were about five yamen servants guarding the gate, and the leader was a tall and thin yamen servant. Seeing that a few people did not go to drink porridge, but were still standing where they were, they immediately stepped forward and questioned, "What are you doing? Why don't you drink porridge?" Porridge?!"

"Not hungry!" Han Feng said coldly when he saw that he looked like an old man, turned his hands to his arms, took out the appointment documents and threw them into the man's arms. Naturally, he didn't dare to say anything more, and took a look at the documents, and after a moment of surprise, his face was filled with a smile.

Excited, he shouted, "The magistrate is here, the magistrate is here!"

The other soldiers also cheered when they heard this, and knelt down on one knee to salute Han Feng, "Master He, you are finally here. We have been looking forward to you for a long time. The county government has no leader at the helm, and none of us has a backbone!"

"Well, I'll go to the Yamen right away!" Hanfeng said in a deep voice, and looked at Hua Rongruo and the others beside him, only then did he see Hua Rongruo staring intently at the porridge shop a hundred meters away.

Her Yin Hong's lips were slightly pursed into a horizontal line, and they no longer had the slightly curved curvature of the past. Although her beautiful eyes were still indifferent, they seemed to be faintly churning with waves. Looking in the direction he looked, Duanmu Xuerou's shadow could be seen through the crowds of people queuing up one after another.

At this moment, she was holding a spoon and putting it into the refugee's bowl one by one, but she looked aside from time to time, that was surrounded by many people, but still couldn't stop the star-like star man.

Maybe it was because the man was so extravagant, or maybe the man's face was indifferent and cold at the moment, so the refugees naturally stayed away from him, giving up a large area.

He leaned lazily but gracefully on the grand teacher's chair, tapping the back of the chair with his fingers, his eyes sometimes looked at the refugees, and sometimes at Duanmu Xuerou, without sympathy or pity, as if everything was going smoothly Never saw it all.

Only when looking at Duanmu Xuerou will there be a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

Han Feng's face turned cold, he didn't expect to see Helian Qiyu so soon, let alone in this situation.