"Why, Brother Wen is unhappy to see me?" The man entering the door was embarrassedly scratched his cheek by a group of people, and then he smiled and leaned over, "I didn't expect that Brother Wen, you are so stupid, you can still do business! As expected, people should not behave like a person! You should not be as good as a person!"

Wen Han's mouth twitched. Although Zhu Liang looked so weak, he once won the top scorer in the imperial martial arts at the age of fifteen. Later, he became the top scorer in the martial arts exam and went to the top scorer in the literary exam. He didn't want to study before he passed the top scorer.

"Brother Wen, why do you think of doing business?" Zhu Liang didn't know what embarrassment meant at all, staring at Wen Han and trying hard, "Brother Wen, I found that you have become more and more charming after not seeing you for more than half a year."

Seeing Zhu Liang getting closer and closer, Qiao Mengmeng thought of Wen Han's calligraphy and paintings collected by this guy at home suddenly aroused a sense of crisis. He pushed Zhu Liang out with his hand: "You, go away!"

"Ha? Are you brother Wen? Why haven't I heard of brother Wen before? You are so white, just a little short, quite fat, but very cute."

Qiao Mengmeng, who was hit by a critical attack: "..." Ahhhhhh! This person is so annoying! He is even more annoying than Su Ruice!

"Go up and down the bridge to go up to the new building." There were a few girls playing with couplets in the distance, and Zhu Liang answered casually, "Old turtle, little turtle, old turtle."

A group of girls: "..." Where did this come from Erlaizi!

"..." A group of scholars who were also confused looked at Zhu Liang and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on Baiweilou. Is Zhu Liang really a Tanhua? Why is it more like a scoundrel?

Wen Han seemed to have been accustomed to Zhu Liang's behavior, and he shook his head and asked, "Why did Brother Zhu suddenly remember to look for me?"

"I miss you, Brother Wen, the scenery here is good, I'll disturb you for a few days." He wouldn't tell Wen Han that he escaped from marriage, and that he didn't live for a few days. Well, let's talk about it first.

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One month later.

The night covered the light of the moon and stars.

The man was wearing white clothes and was more dazzling than the stars. He stood outside the Three Saints Temple with his hands behind his back.

A disaster belonging to Jiang Town is brewing in this dilapidated temple where the beggar settled. This disaster is also the fundamental reason for the early death of the original owner Wen Han.

Because the modern dining steak introduced by the heroine - because the government cannot kill the beef privately, the heroine uses pork instead. Eat half-cooked or even three-cooked pork, ancient animals were wildly raised with parasites than modern animals. So a plague broke out in Jiang Town, and the original owner was also infected. Although he was cured, his health was not as good as before.

The original owner of the outbreak of the plague turned the tide with his own strength, but the court turned a blind eye to it. The beginning of the plague was a five-year-old child among the beggars in the Sansheng Temple who picked up leftover food in the Zuixianlou. Although the beggars were not the first to suffer from the plague, they had no money to see a doctor and the plague spread the fastest, and then the people in Jiangzhen who could not be cured.

All men need to do is-

Pushing open the door of the broken temple, the man's eyes fell accurately on a child beside a woman, which was also the only child so young in the temple. He walked to the woman and gently picked up the child and left the Sansheng Temple.

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The man lying on the roof turned his head in confusion: Weird, why did Brother Wen take away the beggar's child? And Brother Wen holds the child and puts it into the child's mouth after leaving the temple. What's wrong with the thing that stuffed into the child's mouth after he leaves the temple is seen, making his scalp numb.

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The next day, Zhu Liang looked at Wen Han who came out of the house as if nothing had happened and was even more confused. However, he knew that people had their own secrets, so he put down his doubts and said hello: "It's so early, Brother Wen, Nuonuo is sleeping in again. Are you going to see Wen Ye and the others train? I'm the one!"

"Yes." The man replied with a word that was neither salty nor light.

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Because he was named the county magistrate of Jiangzhen, no matter how small his official position was, he was appointed by the court. So Wen Han also had his own mansion in Jiangzhen, but he still returned to Taoli Village from time to time to supervise Wen Ye's training.

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A few days later, a Jiangzhen people wearing middle clothes rushed into the county magistrate's mansion in heavy snow, and even the servants in the mansion could not stop them.

"Mr. Wen, please save my Arong! They, they are going to burn my Arong to death!"

"Mr. Wen! Please! Please help us!"

In the study, Qiao Mengmeng put down the brush in her hand and turned her head to look at the man beside her. Wen Han paused with the movements of the bamboo slips, turned around and looked at the boy's inquiring eyes and said gently: "It's okay, I'll go and see, you can continue practicing calligraphy." After saying that, he rubbed the boy's head comfortably and then put down the bamboo slips and stood up.

The door of the study opened, Wen Han put the big cloak on his body and looked at the middle-aged man who was crying and asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

"Sir! Lord Wen! You have to make the decision for Xiaomin!" As soon as he saw Wen Han, he knelt forward and wanted to get close, but was stopped by the servants in the mansion. "Sir! I wonder if you heard that a plague broke out in Haocheng a few days ago, which was extremely infectious. More than a dozen people died in just a few days!"

"I originally thought that although Jiang Town belongs to Haocheng, it is not close to the main city, but everyone didn't care when they heard about it. But who knew that my son gave a beggar steamed bun yesterday because of his kindness. I didn't want to fall ill today. In this winter, I thought it was just an ordinary cold. But I didn't care about it. Tonight I started to have rashes and vomiting. I called the doctor to see it. The doctor said it was a plague. When I was not careful, I didn't watch the doctor and called someone to come, saying that I was going to burn my Arong to death!"

"Please save my son, Lord Wen!"

"Let's go and have a look first, it's not necessarily a plague." The middle-aged man who had just finished speaking immediately covered his mouth and coughed violently. Seeing this, the servants around him wanted to come forward to drive him away, but Wen Han raised his hand to stop him, "Wen Xuan."

"I'm here." After Wen Han's words, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Take the young master back to the foot of the mountain. He was not allowed to go out without my permission, nor was he allowed to get close to the mountain. Let Wen Ye and the others stop training to take care of the young master."

"Yes, my subordinates obey the order!"

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"Wen Han, Wen Han... You are really a devil..."

Zhu Liang looked at the man who had ordered Wen Xuan to leave at the corner of the veranda.

That night, he saw Wen Han throwing the child to Haocheng with his own eyes, and clearly saw the rash on Wen Han's body that had eaten something Wen Han fed.

Wen Han rode a horse in trouble that night. He whipped the horse in one night to throw the child to Haocheng. A plague broke out in Haocheng soon after! He didn't believe that there was such a coincidence in the world, and this plague must have nothing to do with this man.

Everyone was deceived by this man's seemingly good deeds.

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Wen Han followed the middle-aged man to a simple yard, which was surrounded by people. A young man with a soft body was tied to a wooden rack. His exposed skin was covered with rashes and his body was filled with vomit. The people around him stared at him with a fierce torch.

The officers and soldiers quickly stopped the rioting people. Wen Han walked in from the reserved air passage and frowned: "What are you doing? You ran to someone else's house to set fire to kill people, are there any other king's laws?"

"Master Wen! This is not our fault! We are for Jiang Town!" A woman in front retorted loudly, her raspy voice was the same as her figure. "If we don't burn Deng Rong to death, the people in Jiang Town will be like him! We are not for ourselves but for the entire Jiang Town! We have heard of the plague in Haocheng, Lord Wen, you can't stop us!"

"Absurd!" The man shouted coldly and scared the woman so much that she almost knelt down, "Do you think the plague is really gone? It's just deceiving yourself. Do you think the plague appears out of thin air in our Jiang Town? What should I do now is not to burn Deng Rong to death, but to find other people infected with the plague to isolate them! You are so ignorant and terrible!"

After the man finished speaking, everyone was quiet for a while and then began to discuss.

"this……"

"What Lord Wen said seems to make some sense."

"Plague, what if this is really a plague?"

"The prefect of Haocheng has no choice. Can we still survive?"

"Yes, what should I do..."

"Okay, it's getting late." Wen Han was whispering with a headache by the whispering sound. "From today, I find that someone is infected. Even if I report to the official, I will go back and leave the rest to me."

"Don't worry, fellow villagers, I will do my best to protect everyone!"
Chapter completed!