The couple looked at each other and smiled, and an inexplicable bond temporarily bound them together.
Jiang Xuerong: "I don't know how long the heavy rain will last, He Yan. Next, we must prevent diseases after the heavy rain, such as colds and epidemics."
He Yan naturally thought of this and couldn't help but frown slightly: "So, we must first solve the problem of herbal medicine."
Jiang Xuerong waved his hand, and there was a small hill in front of He Yan's eyes. There were countless herbs: cyperus rotunda, licorice, red medicine, white spoon, angelica, whiteweed, poria, frankincense, cinnabar, ginseng, and even precious Cordyceps sinensis...etc.
Although he knew that Jiang Xuerong had treasures in his body, He Yan couldn't help but exclaimed at first glance at so many precious medicinal materials: "This stuff is great!"
Jiang Xuerong answered: "But it's not enough."
He Yan rubbed the ring on his thumb and asked her, "How many do you want?"
Jiang Xuerong: "I want as much as I want. It's best if I can vacate the palace."
Hearing this, He Yan's eyes also lit up with fire: "Get a pen and paper!"
Jiang Xuerong immediately took out a pen and paper from the space and spread it on the table, then pushed He Yan to the table. He Yan took the pen and quickly drew a drawing of the imperial city, marking the places with treasures one by one, for fear that Jiang Xuerong would see them. not see.
After drawing a piece of paper, He Yan put away his pen: "Come again!"
Jiang Xuerong was so quick that he took out the drawings filled with He Yan's drawings and then laid out a brand new drawing.
He Yan followed his memory and drew all the aristocratic families in the imperial city, clearly marking the route for Jiang Xuerong.
Jiang Xuerong's eyes became brighter and brighter, as bright as pearls.
When He Yan put away his pen, Jiang Xuerong was already holding a stack of paper in his hand.
He Yan: "These are all corrupt officials. Most of the property at home is ill-gotten gains. There is no need to be lenient."
Jiang Xuerong said the word "good" several times in excitement.
Jiang Xuerong put away his things: "I plan to leave tonight and go back to the imperial city."
He Yan: "Even if the imperial city is hit by a disaster now, there are still countless masters in it. I will ask the dead men of the He family to accompany you."
This time it was Jiang Xuerong's turn to be surprised: "Isn't it just He Jiajun?"
He Yan curled his lips: "Almost all wealthy families have trained dead soldiers, and the He family is no exception. Don't worry about them exposing their secrets. Dead soldiers are absolutely loyal, and they are all children of the same family. Their parents were the previous dead soldiers. ."
Jiang Xuerong understood.
He Yan clapped his hands, and a black shadow flashed in from the window, kneeling in front of He Yan: "Master."
He Yan nodded, then pointed at Jiang Xuerong: "Xi Mei, from now on the commander of the secret guard camp will be the princess. From now on, the princess will be your master. This is a military order, do you understand?"
Jin Mei was stunned for a moment, but then quickly realized what he was doing. He stood up and knelt in front of Jiang Xuerong again: "Ji Mei wishes my master my regards."
He Yan took off the dark pattern token from his waist and handed it to Jiang Xuerong: "From now on, you can decide their life or death at will,"
Although Jiang Xuerong was a little surprised, he still accepted it calmly.
She needs someone who is absolutely loyal to help her.
Jiang Xuerong directly gave the first order: "In two hours, everyone in the secret guard camp will wait for me in the back mountain."
After the demon took the order, the dead soldier would only carry out the task and never ask why.
After arranging everything, He Yan ordered his servants to bring hot bath water in. Jiang Xuerong took a bath while He Yan went to the lobby.
He needs to know everyone's specific situation.
He Xiao has already compiled statistics on the suffering of the He family. The people of the He family are living a very good life. Although they know they are fleeing, they bring almost all the things they bring with them: banknotes and gold and silver. This also leads to the fact that the money is now There is no shortage, but there is a shortage of food.
And in this situation, money is completely useless.
Most of the He family members were women. After such a fright, everyone from the master to the maids and mothers-in-law developed high fevers one after another.
There were only three monks in the temple, so He Xiao used money to buy some medicinal materials and food, but it was only a drop in the bucket, so he had to stay close to his master first, as there were still many people hungry.
He Xiao stood in front of He Yan and reported the situation with a frown: "Brother, there are 342 people in the He family, 300 people in the He family army, and 12 dead soldiers. The number of dead is two, both servants, and one is a big man. The personal maids in the girl's room fell behind at some point and had drowned when they were found. One of them died of a sudden illness on the way. There are currently a total of 652 people left, with high fever, vomiting and diarrhea. There are already fifty or sixty people, and it is expected to increase soon, and there are not enough herbs and food."
He Yan looked up and saw that the temple lobby was already crowded with people. There were not enough meditation rooms, so everyone could only cuddle up with each other. The clothes on their bodies were all wet, and everyone was shivering. And He Jiajun outside the lobby They were sheltering from the rain under the eaves. When the time came, He Jiajun had to take care of everyone. Now he was basically exhausted, and they all fell asleep on the ground.
He Yan couldn't help but frown. What Xuerong and he were worried about finally happened.
He Yan: "Give the deceased a good burial. Herbs and grains should be given to the old lady and the eldest girl first. My mother is old and Qingqing is frightened, so I have to take care of her first."
He Xiao agreed, and He Yan asked He Xiao to quickly light the fire to keep everyone warm, and then asked Bai Yu to push him back to the room.
Jiang Xuerong had finished taking a hot bath, put on a set of black plain clothes, and was sitting in the room waiting for He Yan.
After Bai Yu exited, He Yan spoke: "You are right, many people are sick and are in urgent need of herbs and food."
He Yan's brows furrowed: "I plan to start building a big ship after everyone recovers, and then go north to Saibei to join the He family's 100,000-strong army."
He Yan's thoughts coincided with Jiang Xuerong's.
In his previous life, He Yan also made a decisive decision to go north. Having an army means having strength. Only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the He family can have a stable place.
At that time, on the eve of the death of the original owner, many people had awakened their superpowers, and ordinary people were no longer ordinary people. At that time, there was real war, natural selection, survival of the fittest, no superpowers, no shelter. For ordinary people, death is the only way to go.
The road back then was very difficult, and the He family was almost dead before reaching Saibei.
Jiang Xuerong had no objection to He Yan's plan: "Okay, I'm willing to follow you north."
He Yan's heavy heart was soothed by Jiang Xuerong's simple words.
Jiang Xuerong didn't say anything nonsense, but with a slight movement of his mind, a lot of herbs, ten bags of rice noodles, and some white-faced steamed buns appeared in front of He Yan.
Jiang Xuerong: "I can't give you too good things at the beginning. You have to wait until I take people down the mountain."
He Yan remembered the imperial edict. He knew that everyone in the palace was in danger and the guards would probably not be as strict as before, but he still couldn't help but worry about Jiang Xuerong going to steal the palace: "How about I send you some more people?" ?”
Jiang Xuerong shook his head and refused: "Twelve dead soldiers are enough. It would be bad if this happens too often."
He Yan didn't speak anymore, but kept stroking the ring on his thumb, which still revealed his mood.
Jiang Xuerong glanced at He Yan, and with a slight movement of thought, a silent pistol appeared in her hand.
He Yan was immediately surprised: "What is this?"
Jiang Xuerong did not speak, but just pulled the trigger toward the ground. The bullet was fired and embedded in the ground dozens of meters deep. He Yan could not see the specific location of the bullet.
Jiang Xuerong put away the pistol: "Can you believe that I can protect myself this time?"
He Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak: "This..."
He Yan didn't know what it was, but his eyes were full of eagerness and shock. If such a lethality was used on the battlefield...
His wife...how many surprises did he not know about?
