Seeing that the person who came was not the King of Beijing in his image, Peicheng Assassin Shi became anxious, and he shouted angrily: "Who is coming, why did you come in the prince's carriage, King Beijing?" ”

Ji Shuyun was already in an unhappy mood, and he was naturally even more unhappy when he heard these words. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a frown, she turned her head to look at the assassin who was still wearing a neat heron embroidered official robe, only to see that he had been locked down for more than half a month, and his face was still so red, his eyes were deep, and he shouted angrily: "Where is the history of Peicheng Thorn!" ”

Being scolded by Ji Shuyun like Changhong, Na Peicheng Assassin Shi shuddered, and said in his heart: Could it be that this little boy was sent by King Beijing?

His heart trembled, and the face of the assassin changed: "This official is this foil to the assassin history, who is Your Excellency?" ”

"My son, Yun Peng, is the one who made a special trip to treat this smallpox plague." Ji Shuyun's fan snapped open, and his smile was like a spring breeze, but his eyes were extremely cold when he stared at Peicheng's assassination.

As soon as he heard that people were specially here to treat this smallpox, and Ji Shuyun took the carriage of the King of Beijing, Guo Ming, the assassin of Peicheng, naturally thought that Ji Shuyun was sent by the King of Beijing, and only knew that he was really saved, so he immediately rejoiced: "Really? That's great! ”

Ji Shuyun's eyes swept over the people present, and finally landed on Guo Ming, and asked, "But before starting, this son must know, who is the first wave of smallpox?" ”

The first wave of smallpox?

Guo Ming pondered for a moment and said, "It's a group of merchants." ”

"Merchant?" Ji Shuyun raised his eyebrows, "Where did the businessman come from?" Where is it now? ”

If it is really a group of merchants, then why did Dudu stay here in Peicheng and get sick, you must know that after entering Nanyue, Jingzhou was not the first large city, and I did not hear the news of smallpox found in other cities along the way.

"This ......" Guo Ming was asked by Ji Shuyun at once, and hurriedly looked to the side, and the master said, "Back to the little boy, judging from the jade butterflies who have cleared the customs, this group of merchants is from Xichu, and they are now isolated." ”

Xichu?!

Thinking that the second prince of Western Chu, Yutai Zhen, was also here, Ji Shuyun faintly felt that everything was not simple, and he had to check it carefully.

"Bring them all." Ji Shuyun's tone was strong and could not be refused, but it frightened everyone.

"Little boy, they are suffering from smallpox, bring them here, isn't that ......" Guo Ming was shocked and immediately objected.

Ji Shuyun snorted coldly: "Why, you don't even listen to the words of the prince." ”

"This ......" Guo Ming was in a dilemma, Ji Shuyun directly looked back at the more than 100 people behind him and said, "Send ten people to withdraw the sick person." ”

These people were all soldiers carefully trained by the King of Beijing, and they were also instructed to obey Ji Shuyun's orders, although they were not convinced, they still had to carry it out.

"Yes!"

Ten men retreated, led by the soldiers of Peicheng, and walked to a remote place, and after half an hour, seven or eight dying men with a foul smell were pushed over on board carts.

These people have already developed rashes on their foreheads and cheeks, and some have even become herpes or pustular rashes, and even have a pustule rash that has formed a thick scab and is about to begin to fall off.

Ji Shuyun knew at a glance that these people were definitely sick for more than such a short period of time!

And it will only happen here in Peicheng, which has obviously been calculated a long time ago.