Chapter 469: fight back

Chapter 469 Counterattack

"Aye, what do the clan elders say?"

In the early morning, in the Wang family's mansion in the north of Taiyuan Prefecture, Wang Anlian, who had announced the person who offered a reward to Li Ang, put her arms around her husband Chu Haoman's arm, and asked her father Wang Bojian with a worried face.

Wang Bojian didn't answer immediately, but poured himself a cup of herbal tea and drank it all in one gulp. Then he frowned and said, "They still decided to fight the court."

"But,"

Wang Anlian's face tightened, "Now not only Taiyuan Prefecture, but also other prefectures along the Hedong Road have suffered from plague, with heavy casualties, which can be compared with the plague in the late Han and Jin Dynasties.

The city of Taiyuan Prefecture has been surrounded by the army, and all the city gates have been closed, and only vehicles transporting supplies can enter and exit.

Chang'an court is extremely afraid of the spread of the plague, and if it really wants to tear its face, it is no different from treason. "

"I know."

Wang Bojian nodded solemnly, "The state of Zhou has changed its emperor, and it has completely fallen to Taihao Mountain. It is increasing its troops to the border every day. The situation is not optimistic for the state of Yu.

At this time, if the plague spreads in the east of the river, the country of Yu will really be in danger of subjugation.

So during this period of time, no matter how much my Wang family exerted its influence in Chang'an, I let courtiers, scholars, and famous Confucians help to speak,

The emperor and the prime minister both sat firmly on Mount Tai, completely unwavering—they were determined to trust Li Ang. "

Wang Bojian paused for a moment, and said quietly: "Not only did Li Ang not let our Wang family leave the city, but he also forced us to contribute money, people, and efforts.

Send people to each Fangshi.

or propaganda to curb the plague,

or screening for infected patients,

or carry the corpse and burn it,

Or transfer materials.

The plague is raging in the city, even if the protection is done, there is still a risk of infection.

Several of your cousins were unfortunately infected and were sent to quarantine. Life and death are still uncertain. Every night the sound of their mother crying could be heard in the yard. "

“.”

Wang Anlian thought of the never-ending cries of sorrow in the palace recently, his eyes darkened, and he said softly: "Why is this so?"

"Yeah, what's the point."

Wang Bojian sighed and said: "My Wang family passed on moral poetry and books to the family. Which of the children in the family has not read the Four Books and Five Classics, and is full of economics. Even the most incompetent ones are more than enough to be a county magistrate or county magistrate.

Right now, they have to walk through the city like government servants and petty officials, doing the most humble work of carrying and burning corpses.

Risking the risk of getting sick yourself, or even infecting relatives and friends at home. "

"My lord, is there any room for maneuver?"

Chu Haoman frowned, thought for a moment and said: "Judging from the past behavior of that Li Xiaolang, he is not such a cruel person by nature, otherwise he would not be able to deceive the world.

This time, rather than deliberately targeting Wang,

might as well say"

"It's better to say that it is a liquidation of Wang's previous behavior of conniving the spread of the plague in Taiyuan City.

Standing at his angle,

The fur brought into the city by Wang's firm before caused the plague.

So now, the young people of the Wang family should lead by example. "

Wang Anlian guessed what her husband was thinking, and took the words, so as not to embarrass her husband who is the son-in-law, "In the future, if we don't make further resistance, then he may not act either.

"A lot of people at the meeting just now thought the same as you. It was indeed my fault, Mrs. Wang, at the beginning of this matter.

The fur with fleas should not be transported, and people should not be sent to beat up the doctor who claimed that the vegetable farmers in the palace died of the plague. "

Wang Bojian smiled wryly, and recalled the fierce quarrel between the representatives of the Wang family in the ancestral hall just now, "However, things have already happened, and my Wang family has paid the corresponding price.

Everyone understands the truth, and no one can watch their nephews continue to die or get injured without being indifferent.

We really just want to protect ourselves. "

In order to protect themselves, the current Wang family has set up isolation wards within the family, just like other cities in Taiyuan Prefecture. But there is still no way to completely block the introduction and spread of the plague—after all, contact with the outside world is inevitable.

Wang Anlian and her husband Chu Haoman looked at each other, and they both sighed silently.

"Don't think too much, no matter how bad the situation is, it won't be so bad."

Wang Bojian saw this, forced a smile and comforted him: "Stay in the house well, don't go out and walk around, food is delivered to the door every day. We support the outside affairs.

I go first. "

"Um."

Wang Anlian nodded, and suddenly said seriously: "Aye, no matter what, you should not be deeply involved in the struggle between the Wang family and the imperial court.

Even if you pretend to be sick, even if you are accused by Wang Bofan and the others, don't get involved.

Don't put yourself at risk and confront openly.

I have a hunch that Li Ang will definitely not shrink back immediately when encountering a little resistance. He will also increase his strength until one of the two parties is the first to fail. "

——

"Watch Li, eh?"

In the prefect's mansion, Sun Er, the servant with an anxious expression, stopped abruptly as soon as he walked outside the hall door.

There was no figure of Li Ang in the hall, but He Fanshuang was sitting in his place, flipping through all the information compiled and reported by various departments.

Sun Er didn't know the identity of He Fanshuang, but seeing the girl in normal clothes, flipping through the documents on Li Ang's desk like no one else, guessing that she had a close relationship with Li Ang,

subconsciously lowered his tone, and said respectfully, "This girl, Sun Er, the Yamen servant in Xiataiyuan Prefecture, has something to report to Li Guan."

"You are Sun Er?"

He Fanshuang heard Sun Er's name from Li Ang, nodded, took out the seal and fish bag that Li Ang gave her, and said, "I am He Fanshuang, Risheng's classmate. I will exercise it. If you have anything to do, it’s okay to say it.”

Sun Er cautiously glanced at the fish bag symbolizing the official position of the observer from a distance, then glanced at Yan Yundang who stood silently on guard in the corner of the hall,

Then he took out a stack of papers and said: "This is a leaflet that I and my colleagues found in the alleys of Fangshi in the south of the city this morning. It seems that someone is trying to confuse and deceive the people."

"Flyer?"

He Fanshuang frowned slightly, and with a wave of his palm, the stack of leaflets flew to her desk.

I saw that the handwriting on the leaflet was neat and orderly, without the author's signature, and the title was "Ten Questions from a Countryside Grassroots Official in Taiyuan"

She pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, carefully reading the contents of the leaflet.

The author of the leaflet claimed that he was a commoner in a certain city in Taiyuan Prefecture. From the first day of the closure of the city, he responded to the call of the Taiyuan government and voluntarily participated in the work of containing the plague.

Just recently, he saw so many strange phenomena that his conscience was tortured, and he felt that it was necessary to explain the real situation of the plague to the people of Taiyuan Prefecture.

【The plague in Taiyuan Prefecture is not only a natural disaster, but also a man-made disaster. 】

"Ah."

Just seeing this sentence, He Fanshuang had already guessed the origin of the leaflet.

After waiting for so long, Wang's counterattack finally came.

(end of this chapter)

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