Jiao Luan

Chapter 482 Entering the Epidemic Area
Cheng Wei bowed his hands to everyone: "Xuanwei, under the order of Master, came to drive away the epidemic."

She was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, without any accessories, and only tied up a bun with a jasper hairpin, which made her appear more immature while being elegant and refined.

Everyone could not help but look at each other.

Due to the background of Xuan Qingguan, although no one dared to question it, everyone's thoughts are self-evident.

This is obviously a little girl, can she really get rid of the plague?

Cheng Wei had already expected this kind of reaction from everyone, so he didn't take it to heart.

She came here at the order of her teacher, and other people's opinions have nothing to do with her, as long as it doesn't affect her work.

So Cheng Wei said calmly: "My lords, I would like to know how the current Changgu epidemic situation is."

Everyone looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. Under the instigation of Changgu prefect's eyes, a low-ranking official stepped forward and introduced: "We have divided Changgu City into four districts according to the severity of the disaster. Among them, when the earthquake in Beicheng District The disaster was the heaviest. Seven or eight out of ten houses collapsed, and many people were killed. The surviving victims were resettled in the Nancheng District, and now the Beicheng District is empty. The Dongcheng District was the second most affected, and the epidemic began in the Dongcheng District. There is a tendency to spread to the Nancheng District. The least affected is the Xicheng District where we are now."

Cheng Wei nodded after listening, and then asked: "How is the epidemic situation in Dongcheng District now controlled?"

"This—" the official hesitated for a moment, glanced at the prefect of Changgu, saw the Shangguan nodded, and said truthfully, "At first we sent a medical team to see the doctor and administer medicine, but the epidemic developed rapidly and was completely uncontrollable. All the doctors died of the disease, so they had to withdraw. Now every day, the officials carry the medicines and put them at the entrance and exit, and the people in the East City will pick them up by themselves, and they are not allowed to come in and out at will..."

"Before I left, I heard from my master that when an earthquake occurs, the countryside is more severely affected than the cities and towns. I don't know what's going on in those villages and small towns?"

The official wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and sighed: "After the earthquake, the roads in many villages were cut off, and they have not been contacted so far. The casualties in several towns have been counted. Maybe the population of the towns is small. Fortunately, No outbreaks have been reported."

After Cheng Wei heard this, he said to Master Beiming: "Senior brother, I want to enter Dongcheng District as soon as possible, and cure the plague for the common people."

"Alright, I just have to work hard, Junior Sister." Master Beiming agreed, and asked everyone present, "Which adult would like to go with us?"

As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent.

Now Dongcheng District is full of ten rooms and nine empties, entering it is no different from sending you to death, this is a veritable errand of death.

Seeing that no one made a sound, Cheng Wei opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "Senior brother, we have more than a dozen Xuanqingguan disciples, which is enough."

The girl's face was calm, and she said to the prefect of Changgu: "Please prepare a few big buckets for us, er, and prepare a few poles for carrying water..."

Hearing Cheng Wei's order, the prefect of Changgu had a fever on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I am willing to go with you. I am the prefect here, and I am familiar with the terrain and the situation."

Although the Changgu Earthquake was a natural disaster, if the epidemic broke out, if the control was not effective, his role as prefect would be over.What's more, these Taoist priests of Xuanqing Temple came, if these Taoist priests were really allowed to enter the epidemic area, and he, as the magistrate, stood by and watched, it would not only be a matter of losing his black hat, but he might even move his head.

Since both the left and the right are dead, it is better to be more glorious than death, and it is not in vain for him to be a parent officer.

After the prefect of Changgu finished speaking, the Disaster Relief Censor immediately said: "Master Dao, the subordinate officials are also willing to go. The subordinate officials have a sacred mandate, and they are here for disaster relief. There is no reason to stay out of it."

Sometimes, things just lack a person to start. After the two of them finished talking, the others couldn't sit still. Whether they were sincere or false, they all expressed their willingness to go.

After agreeing on the candidate to go, Cheng Wei said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I will make preparations later."

When Xuanqing's audience left, the officials were silent for a while.

After a while, one of them said: "That Taoist Xuanwei, can you really get rid of the plague?"

This question asked everyone's most concerned thing, and in the end, the disaster relief censor said: "Realist Beiming is the chief disciple of the national teacher, since he said so, that Xuanwei Daoist thinks he has some ability. Don't be suspicious, everyone, get ready to go."

Half an hour later, a team composed of officials, yamen servants, and Taoist priests marched to Dongcheng District.

When they arrived at the temporary isolation place in Dongcheng District, the gate guard was shocked: "My lord, you can't go in. There are still many people coming here to get medicine and food in the past two days. The number of people has decreased significantly since yesterday, and even more so today." It’s been a long time since no one came. It can be seen that those people inside may—”

The prefect of Changgu waved his hand: "Stop talking, open the door!"

The little official plopped down on his knees: "My lord, you really can't go in, isn't this going to die!"

The little official burst into tears, deafening.

Cheng Wei said: "My lord, this man has a loud voice, just suitable for beating gongs and drums to call out the people who are hiding at home."

The little official's crying stopped suddenly, and he hiccupped non-stop: "My lord, you can't listen to this girl's nonsense—"

The prefect of Changgu pulled his face and said: "Stop talking nonsense, this is the Taoist priest Xuanqing who came to rescue the people. Since the Taoist priest has taken a fancy to you, don't open the door immediately, grab the gong and go in with us!"

The clerk opened his mouth wide, wanting to cry but without tears, his eyes glazed over and he answered yes, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, it immediately brought a gust of wind mixed with a rancid smell.

Everyone sniffed uncomfortably.

A Taoist boy handed over a small purse.

The clerk was startled.

Daotong explained lightly: "This is a plague-repelling talisman refined by our master uncle. Wearing it on your body can protect you from being infected by the disease."

The little official rolled his eyes, and sure enough, he found that everyone in the team was wearing such a small purse around his waist.

He hurriedly took it over, subconsciously asked: "Your grand uncle is—"

Daotong pointed at Cheng Wei with a proud face: "That's our master uncle!"

petty official...

Hey, he wants to go home!
Dongcheng District was silent, like a dead city, and the smell became stronger as it went deeper.

Cheng Wei couldn't help sighing.

The earthquake took place on a scorching summer day, and it was almost inevitable that the plague would follow.

"It's right here." After choosing an open place, Cheng Wei stopped.

Under the signal of the prefect of Changgu, more than a dozen yamen servants beat the gong and shouted: "Come out, folks, the gods of Xuanqing Temple in the capital are here to treat your illnesses."

"Drink a sip of fairy water, and the disease will be cured immediately!"

Cheng Wei's face was darkened.

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like a quack is selling dog skin plasters.

Unexpectedly, as the servants ran and shouted, people actually came out of the house one after another.

(End of this chapter)