Ling Qiaoer's case is solely responsible for the Jingzhao Mansion.
After a while, Zhao An arrived at the mansion alone.
The former Chen Guogong Mansion and today's Zhao Mansion have been closely guarded by the imperial guards.
During the previous house raid, the Chen family alone found more than 30 million taels of silver in the warehouse, not counting rare antiques.
Except for the direct descendants of Chen Yuru who surrendered to Chen Yuru, all the other men, including servants, of the Chen clan were imprisoned to await execution.
There are more than 170 women in the mansion, including the mistress, of whom more than 100 are maids. The rest are the women of Chen's father and son, as well as their direct wives and daughters.
More than a hundred people were detained in the west wing. They no longer had good food and clothing. A woman's low sobs could be heard in the distance.
There were fingers sticking out from the cracks in the doors of the woodshed and several side rooms, their nails bloody and bloody.
Qiao Yan, the commander of the imperial guards, strode over and called out to the factory governor respectfully.
Zhao An pointed to the hand behind the door and asked what was going on.
Qiao Yan said: "The people in the side room are all servants. Maybe they haven't eaten for a long time and they want to come out."
"Why don't you give me something to eat?"
"Well……"
Qiao Yan scratched his head and said, "That's what your Majesty meant. Your Majesty said that the people of the Zhu family would freeze to death on the road where wine and meat are stinky, so that the people of the Chen family can also taste the torture."
Zhao An was speechless. When he came to the door, he saw a pair of dark eyes peering through the cracks in the door, looking a little crazy and gloomy.
"Get them some food."
"yes."
Qiao Yan immediately ordered people to prepare, then summoned several guards and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, the maids rushed out like zombies coming out of their cages, crying and begging for mercy.
"Protect your lord!"
Qiao Yan gave an order, and several guards stepped forward and kicked the first few women to the ground, and then took control of the situation.
A stench wafted out of the room, and Zhao An subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.
The floor in the room was full of filth, and there were even corpses.
Another maid died of illness, but I don’t know if it was an infectious disease. It would be terrible if it was a plague.
Zhao An signaled the imperial guards to retreat, covered his mouth and nose and came to the side of a sick woman.
She was a servant in the house, she was well dressed, she seemed to be a maid or something like that, but at this moment she was so hungry that she was just skin and bones, and there were scratches on her body, and she didn't know who had hit her.
She looked at Zhao An, tears falling continuously, unable to speak, and fear in her eyes.
"Oh, what an evil old society."
The glory of the past is no longer there, it fell into dust one day.
Zhao An clicked his tongue and sighed, holding up her sleeves with a handkerchief. The slender arms that caught his eye were full of red spots and sores.
Damn...
What are you afraid of? It seems to be the plague!
Zhao An felt a chill and immediately ordered the entire mansion to be cordoned off.
Soon, the main gate and side door of Zhao Mansion were closed.
Zhao An called the guards on duty through the door and asked them to prepare some toiletries and collect some food and medicine. He also took care of the entire mansion and did not allow outsiders to approach. Finally, he sent someone to the palace to inform the empress of the situation.
Qiao Yan didn't expect to encounter such a thing, and his expression suddenly changed.
The guards all lowered their heads, as if they had eaten dead children.
"Don't worry, this is septicemic plague and it can be cured. Now clean up the room and come out and isolate them."
Zhao An informed the Imperial Guards about the condition of the disease.
Qiao Yan said: "It's better to just kill him, why waste time here?"
Zhao An remained silent.
This is indeed the best way to deal with it, but it is only the early stage of the outbreak, and there is still hope. He is not the kind of official class who regards human life as nothing, and there is no way he can watch so many young women disappear.
Unless the disease cannot be controlled in the end.
When they were young, Zhao An and the imperial guards were all as white as rice dumplings, wearing thick masks.
Arriving at Mrs. Chen's residence, it turned out that they were also sick. The pampered ladies were even more seriously ill, their faces were as white as paper, and some even had blood in their stools.
Mistress Chen saw Zhao An fighting like this and said in horror, "What are you doing, sir? Didn't you say let me go?"
She thought Zhao An would directly kill people like those officials had done with plagues in the past.
When the ladies heard this, they were all horrified and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Zhao An had to explain to them to calm down and cooperate with the arrangements, otherwise they would not mind killing a few people to establish their authority.
Being so frightened, the crying voice finally disappeared.
Fortunately, the house is big enough and has enough rooms.
The resettlement was over and it was evening.
The meals were delivered to each room and everything became quiet.
There were guards burning corpses in the side courtyard, and the servants who died of illness had to be disposed of.
The moon and stars are sparse and the wind is freezing.
Zhao An lit a blazing bonfire in the courtyard.
Qiao Yan sniffed and whispered, "Is it worth risking your life to save these criminals?"
"It's all human lives, there's no point in whether it's worth it or not." Zhao An handed him a jar of wine, and he smiled bitterly: "If the plague was dealt with according to the imperial decree, these people would probably be burned."
"Others are others, I am me, as long as I have a clear conscience, I don't care what others say."
Zhao An smiled freely and called the brothers of the Imperial Guard who were left behind to come over and have a drink together.
Several people looked at each other in disbelief. The dignified factory supervisor actually wanted a group of soldiers like them to drink from the same jar of wine?
Someone had the courage to come over, and Zhao An immediately threw a jar of wine over. The person drank a few sips in one breath, and then he believed it was true.
Mr. Zhao is completely different from the legendary villain eunuch. Although he is in a high position, he feels inexplicably close to him.
Little did they know that Zhao An was deliberately trying to gain favor. The establishment of the black factory involved all aspects, and the imperial guard had a thorn in the empress's heart because of the mole incident, and would soon be restructured.
If nothing unexpected happens, he, the director of a black factory, will also serve as the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard.
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
The empress was shocked to hear the news from Huang Zhong, and her heart skipped a beat, "Plague!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Mr. Zhao did not expect to encounter the plague just after he passed by. It is said that so many people were crowded into a small house, and some people were already infected with the disease. Due to fear and lack of food, they did not survive, and some People catch mice and eat them, and the result is what it is now.”
The empress secretly complained, and she regretted a little. If she had not given the order to fast, this situation would not have happened.
"Why doesn't Eunuch Zhao leave the house?"
"He was afraid that he would be infected with the plague and harm His Majesty, so he planned to stay and save others."
"If there is anything that can be saved, why not kill them all once and for all?"
The more the empress thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
That bitch slave actually despised his own life for a bunch of sinners!
What if something happens to her?
Seeing that the empress was angry, Huang Zhong lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
After a long time, the empress said angrily: "Immediately send the hospital to send medicine and ask them to assist! We must quell the plague in the shortest possible time!"
