Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

Ten miles outside the city, at the mouth of a deserted village, there is a deep pit washed out by heavy rain. The whole village has escaped, some to the capital city, some to other places, the village has long been deserted, the otherwise unstable houses collapsed one by one, looking at it, there is no complete and still standing house.

Phoenix walked from Forgotten River to the entrance of the village, walking as Forgotten River said to her: "Last night His Highness ordered the soldiers to transfer all the bodies here, and after concentrating, Fan Feng began. But the refugees did not do it, all their relatives died. They insisted on entering the earth for peace, but now it is raining so heavily, the ground is full of water and mud, where is the earth! ”

Feng Yu frowned tightly and stepped forward, quickly reaching the crowd.

Many refugees were surrounded at the entrance of the village. Those who had rested overnight in their tents, drank hot porridge rice, took the anti-inflammatory drugs distributed by Phoenix, and obtained raincoats. Their bodies had been restored initially. At this time, spiritual leaders had come out to stop the Sanskrits.

She hears a lot of people crying. Some crying parents, some crying wives, some crying children. There was also a loud complaint, all the sentences referring to Xuan Tian Min and Dashun's officers and soldiers were ruthless and inhuman. They formed human walls, isolating the generals, and did not allow the burning oil in their hands to be poured on the corpses. Feng Yu looked through the stitches and found many people simply sat in the body pile. A woman held a child who had been dead for many days and cried out, "If you want to burn, burn me too! ”

Xuantian stood in front of the crowd, turned her back, did not wear the raincoat that she had specially made for him, did not let the general parachute, so standing in the rain, Phoenix could see his slightly trembling shoulders, she knew that the man had been angry with ignorant refugees.

Hurry up and walk to Xuantian's underworld. He turned around and looked at her. He frowned and said, “What are you doing here? Go back!” He said, pushing her out.

Feng Yu shook his head at him and held his hand in reverse. “I'm not leaving, I'm asleep. We have to face the next thing together.” Seeing Xuan Tianzhou still disagreed, wanting her to go back, she simply pointed to the refugees surrounding the body pile and said to him: “Why burn the body, what is the epidemic, into the earth or cremation, these are the logics I tell you, trust me! ”

She spoke loudly and not only could Xuantian hear it, but the refugees could hear it, and someone immediately rebutted -- “What's the point? Of course we're going into the earth for peace! ”

Phoenix turned around and was looking at the refugees. Think about it. Just reach into her sleeve and pull the amplifier out of the space. People would see her put a strange thing in her mouth, and when she spoke again, her voice would suddenly be so loud that it would be clear to everyone in such a heavy rain. I heard Phoenix say, “Will you be safe in Ann? Look, where's the dirt now? It's all mud! It's raining heavenly and flooding underground. Even if you barely bury it in the mud, you might be able to sleep for a night and get washed away. You can't even see! ”

And there was a loud rebuttal: "Can we see it if it burns? ”

Feng Yu shook his head, “I can't see it either, and I'm telling you, so many people burn together, even with ashes, you can't tell whose it belongs! ”

“Then you will burn!” The woman holding the child is emotionally agitated: “I can't let you burn my child, I hold him, I am where he is! ”

Feng Yu's face was cold and he shouted: "Yes! But not where you are. He's where he is. You're where you are! ”

At one point, not everyone reacted to her. But there was also a brainlight, just thinking for a moment: “You mean, if we want to preserve the bodies of our loved ones, we can only stay in this big pit? ”

Xuantian held her hand tight and wanted to say reprimand, but she was stopped by Feng Yu, and then she walked forward, coldly: “Yes! The deceased is no longer the same as the living. If someone doesn't want to be separated from their loved ones, stay. If you want to take the body back to the camp, you can't!” She's been tired lately and her voice is a little chopped, but the sound of yelling is a shock to people.

The sound that came out of the military amplifier was unimaginable to the ancients, as if it had come from heaven, had no roots, but could be extended to all directions. Such a vision is a certain deterrent, let alone the one who talks or Phoenix. Everyone knows she is a shrink. At this moment, hearing her say this, the wise man immediately asks: “Why can't we bring the body back to the camp? ”

Feng Yu corrected Zhengzheng and finally led the conversation to the subject. She asked people —— “Have you ever wondered why we put up a raincoat to send you porridge and then give you pills and injections? Have you ever wondered why you brought the body so far away? Why do you insist on burning? I tell you, the floods are not terrible, the bodies are not necessarily cremated, but if you let the bodies be thrown at will, the sun will be burning after the storm, then the corpses will rot, the plague will rage, me and His Highness will risk death out of the city to save you, so hard, exhaust human and material resources, and you will eventually keep the corpses because you deliberately want to keep them, so that the plague will die in front of us one by one, then our hardships and expenses, will not be in vain? As I said, the situation cannot be buried deeply, the bodies are buried in mud or have to be washed out by floods, buried and washed out bodies rot faster, and the consequences are worse than letting go. The county lord is here to ask you, are you willing to watch your loved ones' bodies rot a little bit in front of yourselves than cremation? Or would you prefer to be infected with rotten corpses and trample on their dust? Do you ever wonder how they feel when you disregard the dignity of the dead? ”

Feng Yu shouted louder than one voice, louder than one voice. When he finally received the message, he listened to Xuantian's voice using his inner power and said: “Dead people want the living to live well. This is the truth, this king doesn't believe you understand! ”

His words calmed down the already messy refugees. Even the woman holding the child stopped crying. People were thinking about Phoenix's words and thinking about the authenticity of those words.

There was a middle-aged man in the crowd who had a slight access to medicine who stood up and bowed deeply to Xuantianzhou and Phoenix, then turned around and said to the refugees: “You all know me, some of you are my folks, some of you know me on the way to escape, you all know that I am a doctor, although I only practice medicine in the mountains and villages, but I have also consulted and treated you many times. I heard all the words of the Lord of Jian County just now. She was right. It was not the floods that were terrifying, but the epidemic that could erupt anytime after the floods. ”

Not everyone can hear him clearly, but the people in front will follow the people behind them when they hear him. Gradually, people know that the doctors on their side also agree with the Ji 'an County Master, and the determination to defend the corpse of their loved ones has begun to shake.

Feng Yu took a relaxing breath and took a few more steps forward, walking through the refugee heap to the deep pit and stood up to the woman holding the child. She shouted, "If you survive, you can continue the child's life. Someone can put a water lamp on him every year on the Middle Festival, and someone can burn him some paper money in the middle of the year. If even you die together, who's gonna do all this? How can he be comfortable down there? ”

Finally, the woman burst into tears like thunder, but her hands slightly loosened the child. Feng Yuqiang quickly told him to forget Huangquan Chuan: “Go down and bring the men! ”

The two maids caught sight of the gods and hurried into the pit to pull the woman out. At the same time, several more generals washed down, saving the equally emotionally relaxed people from dragging them up.

People stopped fighting and blocked human walls automatically broke apart. The Yamamura doctor said to Xuantian, “Your Highness, burn! ”

Xuantian nodded and said, “Thank you.” Then waved his hand and told the sergeant around him: "Sprinkle the oil. ”

Under heavy rain, there was no burning oil at all, and the soldiers poured every barrel of oil into the morgue and threw every torch into it. All of a sudden, the fire went off, and the people who watched it start crying again, but no one came forward.

Two steps above Xuantian, a sheet of robe, kneeling on one knee to the muddy ground.

His move made all the refugees look stunned, and just before people had reacted, it was why they saw Phoenix kneel down beside him, then the two maids of Phoenix, then the officers and soldiers, all kneeling in front of the fire. Just listen to Xuantian Zhuang high voice: “They are my big Shunzhen people. Today, this king gives them a ride! ”

People suddenly reacted, and it was His Royal Highness Jiu and the Lord of Ji 'an County who led the entire army to bury the dead. They were totally shocked and couldn't even stand on their knees, watching the scene one by one, totally unbelievable.

Is this the legendary Nine Princes who kill people without blinking, acting wild and completely unreasonable? Some folk call him the Nine Yans King, but who would have thought that such a person could lay down the prince's prince's honor, bring his future queen's robe to kneel and bury ordinary people?

People's noses are sore, not because of the pain caused by the Sanskrit of their loved ones, but because of the emotion and heartache caused by the kneeling of the Nine Princes and the Lord of Ji 'an County.

They also knelt down, not against the fire, but against Xuantian Fengfeng Yu and the two of them. The refugees will not say anything of any great significance, they only know to put their most pious eyes to the past, and the words spoken from them are the most direct and simple words - “Nine Princes, Lord of Ji 'an County, a thousand years old, a thousand years old! ”