The students of the new army of Zhenguo began to search in the urn and inspect the dead bodies on the ground. Anyone who had any movement and rested in the future would make up a spear.

Two thousand two hundred and thirty-one people died, and no one left, and occasionally there would be groans. Then, the new army students from Zhenguo who came to kill with spears, then only made a muffled groan.

These well-trained killing machines are silent and powerful, and the sound of metal friction is like the sound of death at this moment, making people feel sad.

More than a dozen commanders had no distractions at this time. Faced with this nerdy imperial envoy, they did not dare to disobey at all. They were like docile quails. Wherever Ye Chunqiu inspected, they followed him everywhere. No one protested. Following Ye Chunqiu to the avant-garde warehouse in Datong. As soon as the warehouse opened, the piles of food appeared before his eyes.

Ye Chunqiu smiled and said, "Then, let's use the food here for relief now. It's noon now, and disaster relief is rushing against time. Everyone dispatched all the officers and soldiers who had eaten acne to gather together. The order must be maintained. We must ensure that the order in Datong is in order. Any chaotic people must be suppressed immediately. After killing so many people, no one will die."

Everyone took the order one after another. At the same time, the officials who had posted a list of documents on the streets and alleys of Datong, and the officials who had eaten acne began to set up porridge sheds under the arrangement of Wang Shouren. Patrols were also resumed in the streets and alleys. Many servants from the Datong government and county yamen have now returned. When Datong fell into stability, these servants who had run away were now back.

At this time, the officers are often more practical than ordinary officers and soldiers. Although these people have a lot of bad deeds, they are well aware of the situation in Datong and are familiar with all the affairs of any household.

They wore soap clothes and began to appear in the streets and alleys, shouting loudly: "The imperial envoys are responsible for disaster relief, and they set up porridge sheds, east city, west city, Wangyue Tower, Zhaojiaqiao, Yangmayuan, and Wenhuifang. Those who have been dyed with smallpox will gather in the urn city and will be treated by doctors. Don't be afraid. The imperial envoys came with the sage order. The emperor issued an order himself. No one in our Datong men and women cannot die... If there are no diseases, hurry up and go to the porridge sheds to eat acne. If you plant acne, you will not be afraid of the panicles."

Some servants began to knock on the door to find people. They were most familiar with local neighbors. If they were to go to the military household, they would definitely not dare to open it. Many of them were familiar with this servants, but when they saw that they were alone, they felt relieved.

At night, soldiers carrying lanterns were patrolling everywhere, and even the students of the new army in Zhenguo participated in it, specifically searching for the rioters and soldiers who were in chaos.

If it were during the day, many people would just be skeptical, but now, the monks and lay people have to believe the words of those servants.

Because from this day on, the night became very calm. Compared with the tragic cry that came from time to time in the past, this was the calmest night in Datong after the collapse of the earth.

All the doctors have gathered together. The barracks in the urn city can accommodate the injured. Many people heard that the imperial envoy set up a treatment clinic there, and someone would cherish it on time. Most importantly, it would provide hot meals.

Now that the outside of the urn is full of people, Wang Shouren is at the gate of the urn, sweating profusely. The urn only accommodates patients, so naturally he needs to determine whether he is a patient before he can enter.

The officers at the door roared the gong and kept shouting loudly: "The imperial envoy said that those who are sick can enter. Neighbors will help each other. If there are no children, they will also help carry them. If the sick are in the city, the imperial envoy set up a porridge shed, which will not let everyone starve to death. After they survive, the imperial envoy will definitely have a grace. The imperial envoy received the emperor's oral order. The emperor said that the military and civilians in Datong have made contributions to garrison the country. Now that the great disaster is the great cause, the imperial envoy will fight his life.

Save, our envoy Ye Qin is in the city. He is not afraid of epidemics. What are we worried about? Tell you that you can’t die. When the disaster passes, the court will have a decree to exempt you from the tuition. If you survive, you will have a good life. Your Majesty is concerned about us, and with the envoy Ye Qin watches here, the army will become a healthy man to defend the country, and the people will become good people. Remember, those who are not sick go to the porridge shed to eat acne, and those who don’t plant it. If you really get smallpox, you will try your best to treat it, but..."

"Hey, hey, hey... where is the imperial envoy?" A sloppy young man pulled the officer. The officer seemed a little annoyed. He called De Genghuan, but he saw a little beggar who was unkempt and unkempt to pull him. He hurriedly opened his hand, but when he thought of the imperial envoy's fate, he would not be arrogant. Otherwise, once he was captured by the new army of Zhenguo, he would inevitably kill him to warn him.

Why does this kid look like he is here to sabotage?

The servant shouted: "Imperial envoy? Of course, the imperial envoy was serving porridge in the porridge shed."

The little beggar quickly asked again: "Which porridge shed? It's a ghost, there are rioters here. When I came, someone robbed my horse and my gold. It was killed by heaven. I dared to rob my things. I must cut them. Ye Chunqiu, I want to find Ye Chunqiu. I am hungry, so I will find something for me to eat..."

The officer's face immediately changed and he shouted: "Bold, how dare you claim to be me? What do you think you are? Good guy, you dare to call us the name of our imperial envoy. Come on, hurry up, take him, this is a rioter."

The little beggar was startled at first, and then said angrily: "You are blind, do you know who I am? Come find Ye Chunqiu for me..."

However, an old official next to him said kindly: "It's probably sick and confused." Then, he went forward and covered the little beggar's forehead with great familiarity. He didn't have a fever, and seemed to have not been infected with smallpox. He said: "It's strange, it shouldn't be sick. He is probably a crazy young man. Come on, come on, send it to the porridge shed to eat acne."

A few soldiers raised the little beggar. The little beggar was struggling and shouting: "What are you doing? I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I am your emperor. I want to see Ye Chunqiu. Where is Ye Chunqiu? Ye Aiqing, help me, come and save me, someone robs my horse and my gold. These people are still treating me like this..."

He screamed, and soon he was carried to the end of the street, and several officers shook their heads.

Another crazy one.

This is easy to understand. After the collapse of the ground, countless people lost their parents and family members. In a daze, they lost their hearts and went crazy.

There have been many such people, and everyone is too lazy to pay attention to them, so they continue to beat the gong and start singing.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!