Li Jin is over fifty this year, and he is already at an age where he knows his destiny.
Today he wanted to go for a walk as usual, but the town policeman stopped him at the street corner.
"What do you mean?" Old Man Li blew his beard and stared.
The surname Li is the second most common surname in Qingyang Town, second only to the surname Hu.
Therefore, as a senior elder among the Li clan, he is also highly respected in the entire Qingyang Town.
He knew this policeman, he was a boy from the Wang family, but he was dressed in dog skin, and he dared to block his way, and he went against the grain!
"Mr. Li." Agent Wang said kindly: "There is an order from the town hall. During this period, a prohibition order has been issued. No one is allowed to walk in the streets and has to stay at home!"
"Why the restraining order?"
"Didn't two people die of illness in the past two days? The director of the pavilion felt that it was very dangerous, so he asked everyone to avoid the limelight during this period. After the limelight is over, it's okay to go out for a walk again!"
"Hu Laogen doesn't know anything! I don't know that old fool!" Li Lao looked at Detective Wang and said, "Do you think the old man can't read? Have you seen the Anmin book issued by the city? It's okay. Give it to me. Get out of the way!"
Detective Wang looked troubled: "Uncle, you... it's always good to pay attention to safety. If you don't fear ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst."
"As the saying goes, you know your destiny when you are fifty. Do you understand what it means to know your destiny? I am already this age, what should I be afraid of?" Old Man Li glared: "I won't blame you if I get sick and die, okay?"
As he spoke, he moved his hand and pushed aside the fence erected at the street entrance.
As he walked out, he muttered: "Taiping World, you are not allowed to go out! It's so strange! Did I break the law and be detained, so you treat me like a prisoner?"
Detective Wang looked helplessly at his colleagues and had to pretend not to hear.
There is more than one such thing. With the peace of the people issued by Jiacheng, the people have no fear at all. There were a few who advised people to be careful, but most of them were regarded as rumors.
Even if there are people like Qingyang Town who take it seriously early, it will be difficult to implement the control. At least in name, Qingyang Town is still under the jurisdiction of Jiacheng after all.
The so-called prohibition order is in name only.
…
In the town hall.
Jiang Wang directly crumpled the notice into a ball and threw it on the ground.
boom!
Mixed with the tyrannical Dao Yuan, this piece of waste paper smashed a hole into the ground.
Hu Laogen was shocked and sat down on the chair.
Jiang Wang looked at him coldly: "I gave you the power, I took the losses, you don't have to do anything, just carry out my orders. But you can't even do this. Everyone in the town died. , you are all responsible. Hu Laogen, your sins are so serious that you will never be redeemed by death!"
Hu Laogen's face was ashen.
"I am also responsible for giving my position to a loser like you!"
Jiang Wang waved his hands and walked out of the town hall, giving orders as he walked: "Xiao Xiao will stay in the town hall and temporarily take over all the powers of the pavilion chief to coordinate supplies. Zhang Hai is sitting in the town, responding to the chief of the village and arresting the head. If there is anyone who disobeys or disobeys, he will be punished." Everyone can be killed! All the policemen and warriors are in action. From now on, no one is allowed to walk in the streets and alleys. They all stay behind closed doors. With the town hall as the center, move forward, Zhu Biqiong, patrolling the east and west districts respectively. .”
The tens of thousands of miles of journey from Zhuang State to Qi State sharpened his worldly feelings.
Faced with this critical situation, he became more decisive and straightforward: "I will personally go to the villages below. First implement the prohibition order, and then check the disease door by door. This large number of illnesses... I suspect it is a plague!"
"What if the people don't want to be quarantined?" Qiang Qian asked, "Are they also killed?"
Jiang Wang stopped and glanced at him: "We isolate the inside and outside in order to save the people. If you kill me, what is the meaning of what we are doing? If you are unwilling, we will mainly use persuasion. If persuasion fails, we can enforce it. .You can impose fines, fines, and punishment as appropriate!"
"Understood!"
…
Jiang Wang went directly to the villages in the town to investigate alone, and everyone else was also busy.
Hu Laogen, who had been stripped of his power, slumped in his position, his face ashen.
Dugu Xiao began to arrange things, and then he seemed to come to his senses, stood up, and staggered out.
Like a zombie.
Dugu Xiao only glanced at him lightly and continued to do his own thing.
She explained to Hu Laogen before that she was just showing her value to Jiang Wang.
She didn't have the slightest fondness for Hu Laogen himself.
It was Hu Laogen who hired her into the mine in the first place, and she would later encounter Ge Heng's abuse. Although Hu Laogen himself may not know Ge Heng's cruelty, the facts he caused cannot be erased.
The reason why he didn't retaliate was just because Jiang Wang didn't allow it.
Fortunately, after this incident, the little "love" between him and Jiang Wang has been exhausted.
This is the price he pays for his incompetence and self-righteousness.
After spending such a long time with Jiang Wang, Dugu Xiao had already understood that Jiang Wang was not a person who could express his anger or shirk responsibility. As long as he implements his requirements, if the mistake is in his decision-making, he will never let others bear the responsibility.
In this incident, Hu Laogen's poor performance as the pavilion chief... Jiang Wang did not kill him on the spot, which was already the result of restraint.
…
Hu Laogen dragged his feet out of the town hall.
It has entered June, and the sunshine is no longer gentle.
Especially at noon, the naked light shines on your body like needles pricking you.
Hu Laogen squinted his eyes, but could not stop the muddy tears.
He is actually a simple man, and he is not sad that he has lost his short-term power.
When he was working as a steward at Hu's mine, he never enriched himself. He became a pavilion chief in Qingyang Town, but he never made any money for himself.
He has no children, only a fierce old wife, and the couple does not have much materialistic desires.
So even though he became the director of the pavilion, he still lived in the previous house.
What really saddened him was that just now, he realized that he had become a "murderer."
If he had strictly followed Jiang Wang's previous orders and isolated the inside and outside, perhaps many townspeople would not have to die today.
As Jiang Wang said, every person who dies of illness in the town now has Hu Laogen's responsibility!
How could his old and worn-out shoulders bear all this?
Jiang Wang acted resolutely and went to the village by himself as soon as the order was given. There was even less control in those places, so he could only deal with it personally with his extraordinary cultivation.
But in Qingyang Town, it is not something that can be implemented easily.
The people in the entire Qingyang Town didn't pay enough attention to it before.
Under the command of Dugu Xiao, posting new notices to the people, announcing the seriousness of the illness, and dispersing the crowds gathered everywhere... all of this takes time.
And the manpower of the Qingyang Town Hall is really pitiful.
Hu Laogen walked out in a daze. Every crowd he saw on the road made him feel cold.
If that was the plague…
If the outbreak is really a human plague...
He couldn't imagine the consequences.
"Fathers and fellow villagers! The old man tells you!"
Hu Laogen walked to the edge of the crowd and suddenly shouted: "There is a serious illness in Qingyang Town, and dozens of people have died!"
"It's probably a human plague!"
"Everyone, please go back to your house quickly. Don't get together and don't go out!"
Everywhere he walked, he shouted.
Many people know him.
He was born, grew up, got married, and grew old in Qingyang Town.
Many people here trust him.
Seeing this sad little old man, some people felt weird, some felt confused, but more people chose to believe it.
Finally, we were in the largest market in Qingyang Town, the market in the west of the town.
People saw their current pavilion director, Hu Laogen, holding a ladder and tremblingly climbing up to the roof.
He is very old, and when he stands on the roof, he is not tall, but rather rickety.
He repeated loudly what he had repeated all the time.
But the hoarse voice couldn't be heard very clearly.
Only in the end he shouted hoarsely: "There are so many people dead, it's all the old man's fault!"
"Old man, I apologize to you!"
He fell upside down and fell from the roof to the ground.
Snapped!
Exploding like a watermelon.
It has stayed in the memory of many people.
…
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ps: In the past two days, I have received a lot of attention and love from readers for this book. Zhihu private messages, reader groups, Weibo private messages, Weibo groups, and book review sections... I have seen every concern.
I have worked so hard to write this book until now, endured so much ridicule, and endured so many torturous nights. If it suddenly disappeared, the blow to me might be devastating.
So why am I writing this?
I explained it once to the reader group. Since many people now have questions and they are all people who really love this book, I have to explain it again.
[The plot of the plague was decided long ago.
But without the current experience, it would be difficult to write so realistically. Nor would there be the emotions boiling in my heart now.
I do want to record something. The text conveys the truth, and the words express the feelings. Both my emotions and my Tao prompt me to do this. If a person who writes doesn’t use words to express his voice, what else can he do to the world?
I hope that in a few years or more, if someone picks up this book and reads this, they will remember that we have experienced such things, encountered these disgusting and dark moments, and there are also people who have challenged the light.
I just hope that everyone will keep this in mind and try not to discuss the world outside the book. After all, behind prosperity, democracy, and civilization is harmony. 】
The above is my explanation.
A reader's comment touched me very much. He said, isn't it good to just sit and talk?
But, this is my way.
I have discussed and spoken out on Weibo, Zhihu, and public accounts, openly and secretly.
I really don’t know what else I can do besides speaking out! I donated some money, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
The feedback I received one after another made me realize that this book now carries the expectations of some people.
I do need to be careful and protect our shared world.
I have deleted the most obvious sentence from the previous chapter. Will pay attention to it later.
Thank you again for your love and care.
——Why is love so great, at nine o'clock in the morning.
Lewen
