"The official family has a secret room in the Bianjing Palace. Does General Han know?" Hu Yuan asked with a slutty smile.

Han Shizhong was a little worried about Hu Yuan's appearance and said in confusion: "Is it the secret room where Emperor Taizong poisoned Chen Houzhu and stored the medicine?"

"No." Hu Yuan said with a smile: "There are two notes inside, one is the holy sore, and the other is the current plague. I joked about the official family, and this thing can be used as a backup plan? Now, I can indeed burn both jade and stones."

"Huo!" Han Shizhong looked back at the village in the blazing fire, and then said in confusion: "Is this place a place where death soldiers are poisoned by officials?"

Han Shizhong certainly knows the two options for poisoning plague and holy sores!

When Zhong Shaobao was reborn, the official discussed this matter when he personally climbed to the head of Ningwu Pass. Now it seems that the official has indeed extraordinary means.

"What are you thinking!" Hu Yuan was so angry that Han Shizhong's rich association ability. Hu Yuan supervised the dead soldiers who were raised by the government. Of course, he knew that the group of dead soldiers were on Shangjing Road, not in Liaodong County.

And they raise dead soldiers, not rats.

"Boss Zhu took away the ashes and relics of Captain Zhu in the military camp." A messenger hurriedly ran over and said.

"What did Mr. Zhu say?" Han Shizhong asked the messenger.

The messenger shook his head and said, "I left without saying anything, oh, by the way, the father-in-law said he wanted to take a bus back to Shanhaiguan before dark."

"Didn't you say anything?" Han Shizhong looked at Hu Yuan and asked with some concern: "The father-in-law will not cause trouble for us, right?"

"The father-in-law is a reasonable person." Hu Yuan repeated this sentence again and said: "How many people have returned from wars in ancient times, I hope the father-in-law can understand it."

Hu Yuan suddenly saw a chicken digging among the weeds, and his eyes, which had become a little hollow, became more energetic.

He glanced at Han Shizhong in disbelief and said, "Chicken! Live!"

Han Shizhong stared at the chicken and looked at the chicken, slowly approaching the live chicken, which was thousands of times more careful than getting close to Liang Hongyu back then!

He patiently approached the chicken and carefully lifted it up with his cage hand.

Han Shizhong looked at the struggling chicken in his hand and shouted loudly: "It's a living thing! It's a terrible thing! Living thing! Really! Living thing!"

After the outbreak of a village, this plague attracted Han Shizhong's attention. He blocked the village as fast as possible, but he still brought the remaining seventeen villages to become a Shura field on earth.

People, horses, cows, sheep, rats, as long as those rats run by, will not leave any vitality.

If Han Shizhong hadn't reacted quickly and moved the villagers who had not been infected with the disease out of the village, there would have been no living thing in these eighteen villages.

Even the Song army that was involved died of accidental wounds or unregulated wear of eagle beards, several people died.

These eighteen villages are like hell on earth, making people feel cold on their backs.

Han Shizhong forced himself to sit down with various decisions with the calmness of a soldier, but this did not mean that he was not panic!

But the chicken survived!

"Take it back to the secret room!" Hu Yuan finally became excited and directed Han Shizhong to bring the chicken back to the secret room.

He wants to figure out how this chicken survived the epidemic area.

Although Hu Yuan did not cure a person during this plague, there is still a future.

Zhao Huan received the news from Hu Yuan again and learned that Zhu Xiaosun was dead.

"The plague is so toxic?" Zhao Huan asked the same question as Han Shizhong. He only knew that there had been a plague in Europe, and the Black Death had raging, killing tens of millions of people.

[Plague is a Class A infectious disease, with the mortality rate of bubonic plague between 20% and 70%, while the mortality rate of pneumoplague and septic plague is almost 100%.] [Note 1]

[In the 6th century AD, the first plague pandemic occurred, and the death toll of 100 million people worldwide reached.]

[In the 14th century AD, the second plague pandemic lasted for more than 70 years and affected various continents such as Europe, Asia, and North Africa. At that time, Britain and Italy suffered the most severe disease, with the death toll accounting for almost 1/2 of the total population, while Europe lost nearly 1/4 of the total population.]

[From the late 19th century to the mid-20th century, the third plague pandemic occurred in the world. This epidemic affected more than 60 countries and regions, especially India and China, with the worst death toll of more than 20 million.]

[The Northeast Plague did not cause any greater losses due to the control of Wu Lien-teh, the chief medical officer of the three northeastern provinces for epidemic prevention, otherwise the lives will be lost.]

Zhao Huan frowned and looked at the information, holding a letter in his hand, not knowing how to tell Zhu Lian about this news.

Zhu Xiaosun died, and he didn't even leave his last words, and even his corpse was not present, leaving only ashes.

When Zhao Huan came to Yanfu Palace, he saw Zhu Lian still taking Zhao Chen's homework, with a smile on his face.

"Go out and play with Yue Yun." Zhao Huan interrupted Zhu Lian's school entrance examination and said to Zhao Chen.

Seeing his father with a heavy face, Zhao Chen left Yanfu Palace sensibly. Zhu Lian looked at the letters in the hands of the official family. He had no habit of bringing the official documents back to the bedroom.

This letter is related to myself.

Zhu Lian looked at Zhazi, and Zhao Huan explained to Han Shizhong the reason why he burned Zhu Xiaosun's body: "Han Shizhong burned all the bodies of all patients, which was a last resort. He also asked me for instructions, and I agreed."

"Depth burial cannot stop the spread of the plague. It may even be chewed by mice and earthworms because the corpse is rotten in the soil and eaten by mice and earthworms, bringing the pelleted worm to the surface again. Moreover, the plague pellet has a very strong survival ability and can even survive for several days."

"When Hu Yuan dug out the dead bodies at the beginning, he found that the little Sumeru insects were still alive. This is also the reason why the plague changed from one village to eighteen villages."

"Liaodong County has been fighting for years and is already a small population. Han Shizhong blames himself for his ability to reach this scale."

After reading the letter, two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks. The scene where Zhu Xiaosun told her in front of the horse-stripping stone outside the Chaoyang Gate of Yanjing was still vivid in his mind, but the person had completely disappeared.

"Official family, brother, can he enter the Loyal Soul Temple?" Zhu Lian suddenly opened his red lips and asked.

Zhao Huan nodded and said, "It should be."

Not only Zhu Xiaosun, but also the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who died in Liaodong County this time would leave their names on the Loyal Soul Temple.

Zhao Huan quickly understood the reason for asking this sentence. Zhu Xiaosun did not die in battle, but died of illness. It did not meet the requirements of the Loyal Soul Temple.

"You think too much. The soldiers who are plague in Liaodong and water plague in Ezhou will leave their names on the Loyal Soul Temple, and they will sacrifice their lives to serve the country. You can rest assured." Zhao Huan explained hurriedly.

"That's it." Zhu Lian closed the letter and pushed Zhao Huan out of Yanfu Palace, saying: "Officials, I don't want to show my ugly face in front of the official family, so I'd like to understand it."

"A man cannot be resurrected after death, so mourn."

When Zhao Huan left Yanfu Palace, he heard Zhu Lian's slightly miserable crying.

"The Young Prison of the Imperial Heaven is waiting in Wende Hall and said something is wrong." Sun Li ran over from the direction of Wende Hall.

"Is there something happened?" Zhao Huan had a bad idea in his heart, and his eyelids were pounding. He always felt like he was going to suffer.

The first sentence of the Young Prison in the Imperial Heavenly Prison when he saw Zhao Huan, he verified Zhao Huan's intuition.
Chapter completed!