Martial Sage

All over the imperial city, Jin Wuwei's rushing figures can be seen everywhere, yelling and screaming.

Teams of soldiers running away, batches of soldiers galloping, suddenly made the atmosphere of the entire imperial city tense.

Although the ignorant people of Chang'an hadn't witnessed the tragedy of North Cloud City with their own eyes, they were still infected by this vast battle in their hearts.

The wandering people and the wealthy people who bought them all rushed back to their homes one by one.

From the streets and alleys in the imperial city, desperate patients jumped out, flying towards the East City.

Among the chaotic crowd, someone knocked down the tightly wrapped figures, and when the headscarf fell off, some horrified shouts came.

"God! There are patients with pustules here!"

A scream drew everyone to the sidelines, and the terrifying face added a bit of horror to the panic.

The half-dream and half-awake people seemed to be awakened in an instant, and they did not dare to see the patient again, fleeing like flying away.

The hurried footsteps were mixed with the horrified screams of some people, and the children couldn't stop crying. I don't know if they were frightened by the strange face of the sick number or by the shocking footsteps.

The patients hurriedly picked up the turbans on the ground and covered their faces indiscriminately. Regardless of the headaches and brain fever, the patients got up and staggered towards the East City.

At this moment, the entire imperial city was in chaos.

It's like an army oppressing the border, like a flood.

Everyone ran back to the house desperately, closed the door tightly, and prayed silently.

On the road that gradually widened, the patients no longer had any worries, either ran alone or watched by King Goe.

The disease and epidemic department temporarily set up in the East City serves as wooden fences, and soldiers serve as doors. Datang officials serve bowls of porridge and receive new patients one by one.

Perhaps it was because of the promptness of the order, or perhaps because of Jin Wuwei's resolute and vigorous actions. Within half a day, the conditions of the entire imperial city were under control.

Gao Shilian stood on Vermillion Bird Street, listening to the returns from the soldiers from various streets, his face was grim.

"At this time the streets are clear! Feiqi intersperses the streets. Be sure to gather the patients wandering on the streets!"

"A team of ten people go through the streets and alleys to completely clear out those who are hiding in the alleys."

"Other people, from Chang'an, sent orders to the soldiers stationed in the streets to conduct thorough investigations from house to house. Anyone with headaches, brain fever and erythema will be arrested in batches and sent back to Dongshi!"

The orders were distributed, and all the leaders agreed.

Gao Shilian frowned and reminded.

"Never confront it, let alone approach these people easily!"

Seeing the leaders and soldiers split up, Gao Shilian slowly relieved his heart, looked at the direction of the Marquis Mansion, and muttered to himself.

"Tang Hao, it's up to you this time."

"Don't go wrong!"

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Marquis Mansion.

The current illness is close at hand.

Tang Hao didn't dare to delay for a moment, not to mention that Princess Changle was still pregnant.

Strode into the mansion and pointed at the female steward who was hurrying in the corridor.

"Call all the servants and maids of the Marquis Mansion, I have something important to announce!"

The underwhelming servants were all assembled in the front hall of the Marquis Mansion, Tang Hao looked solemn, and there was still a smile on his usual face.

The servants also had a lot of doubts in their hearts, but seeing Tang Hao's cautiousness, everyone knew that something serious had happened.

The majestic voice slowly fainted from the steps in the front hall.

"The disease in the imperial city is spreading, and the Marquis Mansion will be closed to thank guests from now on. All sales will be put on hold for the time being, only production, not sales!"

"At that time, alcohol will be placed at the door, and the fixed servants who are responsible for going out to buy must apply alcohol at the door of the house."

"In addition, during this period of time, except for buyers and servants, everyone else can't take half a step out of the Marquis Mansion, and those who violate the order will be expelled from Tang Mansion immediately!"

Under the strict ban, no one dared to ask the reason. They only knew one thing. This time it was not alarmist. This disease might be the most serious plague in the history of the Tang Dynasty.

After the announcement, Tang Hao waved to the female steward.

"Go to the imperial house, and you should convey this to the craftsmen in those workshops! Get more alcohol and distribute it at the entrance and exit of the mansion."

Tang Hao didn't stay too much, turned around and went to the backyard. It was time to pass the news to the two wives.

Hearing that Tang Hao was going to the front line of the epidemic area, Li Wanqing suddenly stretched her face.

"Go! Go!"

"The entire imperial city is omnipotent to save you. Can you be more clever than the medical officers of the imperial medical department?"

Before the words were finished, Qing tears had already slipped from the corners of his eyes.

The worry in my heart turned into a scolding.

Li Wanqing turned her back and secretly wiped away her tears. Maybe the woman became a home, and the world in her eyes also shrank.

Princess Changle came in with her bulging belly, walked to Li Wanqing to comfort her, and turned to look at Tang Hao.

"You are so true, why didn't you tell Wanqing Big sis about this important event in advance."

"If you contract this incurable disease, how can you make our family live, let alone..."

The voice whimpered, and Princess Chang Le shrugged her shoulders.

Tang Hao held up the exquisite face, pulled the puffy back, and said softly.

"If the disease persists for a day, we can only curl up in this small mansion."

"People want to eat, survive, and hide in mansions."

Tang Hao gave a light smile as he hugged the two petite people.

"Well, if you cry again, the fetus in your womb will become a crying face as soon as you are born."

"Next time, next time you must inform in advance."

The two turned their heads at the same time, gritted their teeth.

"And next time?"

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