"Zhuangyuan Gong brought fifty personal soldiers and several students, as well as Gouzi and Wu Ming. Except for leaving a letter, no one else left, and went straight to Juzhou without notifying him."

Zhu Laosi, who was still writing big words, raised his head, hung the tip of his pen on the paper for a long time before taking a deep breath, and ordered: "Send someone immediately and bring this dog thing back to me!"

Ji Gang did not respond, but bowed in great confusion and said, "Your Majesty, although the riding skills of the priest master are not very good, the horse he rode was a real thousand-mile horse with extremely fast speed.

Moreover, the fifty personal soldiers he brought were trained with Xiaoyi Camp, and were used to hang out with the Tatars Oirats when he was in the border city. Unless the people from Xiaoyi Camp took action, all the garrisons in Qingzhou would be included, and no one would be able to catch up with them."

He carefully looked at Zhu Laosi's face, and Ji Gang's body bowed lowered: "However, Your Majesty can rest assured that Gouzi and Wu Ming's skills are all good players even in the entire Jinyiwei. The safety of the priest master must be fine."

"In addition to leaving a letter, the Zhuangyuan Duke also took away Shang Fangjian and Wang Mingqipai. Wu Ming also had tokens given to him by his humble post before, so he could mobilize the Jinyiwei in Juzhou."

Every time Ji Gang said something, Zhu Laosi's face became gloomy. As for the letters left by Yang Shaofeng, Zhu Laosi took a look and threw them to Zhu Zhanji, who was stunned.

After reading the letter, Zhu Zhanji bowed to Zhu Laosi and said, "Go and come back to find him!"

"Look for nothing!"

Suddenly, Zhu Laosi fell into anger and threw the beloved teapot in his hand to the ground and shouted: "You two are my beloved grandsons. Now this dog is leaving without saying goodbye, are you planning to go?"

He pointed at the backyard casually, and Zhu Laosi continued to shout, "Come here, be optimistic about the grandson, and you must not let him run away again!"

Zhu Gaochi next to him tasted a little.

What is the most beloved grandson?

Zhu Zhan and Zhu Zhanyong aren’t your grandsons?

Or are I, the prince and the second and third brothers, picked them up?

Zhu Laosi ignored Zhu Gaochi next to him and directly ordered Ji Gang: "Immediately let the Imperial Hospital arrange for the imperial doctor to go to Juzhou. Also, remember to tell the governor of Juzhou that he should protect the slut no matter what. If something goes wrong, I want their heads!"

Ji Gang responded, and after rushing out, Zhu Gaochi thoughtfully said, "Do you want to mobilize some medicines and other things to Juzhou?"

Zhu Laosi looked at the teapot fragments all over the ground, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and scolded: "The epidemic is urgent, aren't all that is needed to be medicine and various supplies? You have the time to grind my teeth with me here, so you've already done the work!

Didn’t he write in his letter that he wanted masks or something, and sent someone back to Beijing to ask the workshop in Yangjiazhuang to start work day and night, and to send it to Juzhou to him through the post station every day.

There are also medicinal herbs. The Daqinggen and Huanglian he wanted were all sent to him by the post station. There was not enough near Juzhou, so I went to another place to allocate them."

Zhu Gaochi suddenly began to miss Zhu Chongba when Zhu Chongba was still alive, and his father was sent to Shuntian Mansion early, probably the same treatment as his current one?

...

It was clearly June weather, but the crows hovering in the sky, the corpses lying on the roadside, and the wild dogs who wanted to eat the corpse made Yang Shaofeng feel chilling.

Wu Ming reached out and moved his mask, and his voice seemed to be a little muffled: "Zhuangyuan Gong, Juzhou is ahead. The most severe epidemic is in the city, and other places are better."

Yang Shaofeng also nodded in a muffled voice and said to Wu Ming: "I have someone to send a message to the commander of Andongwei and ask him to bring his troops to Juzhou."

Wu Ming had just bowed to respond, but heard the dog walking in the front shouting: "Young Master!"

Yang Shaofeng urged his horse to move forward a few steps, but saw that the gates of the entire Juzhou City were wide open and allowed to enter and exit, but there was no one guarding the gate.

Yang Shaofeng looked at the city with a gloomy face, and then took the people to the city without saying a word.

The more you walked into the city, the more you became, the more you couldn't see a figure on the street. Every family closed its doors and doors, and many people were still floating with white banners. Two yellow paper money flew through the sky from time to time, just like a ghost town.

Even in front of the gate of the state yamen, there were only a few yamen runners leaning against the gate yawning. A thick layer of dust fell on the drum of the whistle in front of the door. I don’t know how long it took no one to knocked on it.

The movements of Yang Shaofeng and his group finally attracted the attention of the yamen runners in front of the state yamen. One of them ran towards the backyard, but the other several surrounded him and shouted at Yang Shaofeng, "What are you doing!"

Yang Shaofeng looked at the yamen runners in the lead, but saw that the yamen runners were just ordinary yamen runners, not even a squad leader. He ignored them at the moment, but turned over and dismounted and pushed away the yamen runners blocking the road, walked to the drum of the wrongdoer to pick up the hammer, and then started to beat them heavily.

The sound of drums and dust in the sky seemed to be a signal. The faces of several yamen runners who were blocking the road just now changed drastically and they surrounded Yang Shaofeng. One of them cursed: "Where did the madman come from? Do you know where this is? Do you know what you are doing!"

Yang Shaofeng glanced at the yamen runners and let Wu Ming lead a few personal soldiers to protect him before he spoke: "In front of the state yamen in Juzhou, I am beating the yamen drum."

The head yamen runner stared at Yang Shaofeng angrily and shouted: "I know it's a plea to the wrongdoer, you still beat it! What's wrongdoing about you?"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help laughing and smiled at the yamen runner and said, "What's wrong with me? Shouldn't it be Chi Wen, the magistrate of Juzhou City? Or can you ask the case just by a yamen runner?"

Before the yamen rang, a voice came from the yamen: "Of course he can't ask the case, but you can't beat the drum of grievances.

If you knock it when you are next to you, you will knock it. But now that Juzhou is in a serious epidemic, Chen Zhizhou and several Shangguans are discussing the epidemic, so how can you have time to come and ask about the case?

If you really have any grievances, just go back for now. When the epidemic is over, come and make trouble again. I believe that Master Chen will definitely give you justice."

Yang Shaofeng looked at the official's eyes dressed from the ninth-rank official uniform, righteous and stern but full of alcohol. He suddenly wanted to laugh like a host who spoke for a certain association. He said it very nicely, but unfortunately he had the title of vice president of a certain association.

After thinking about it, Yang Shaofeng simply raised his right arm, shaped the lucky cat, then opened his fist-clearing hand and shouted, "Stop in!"

Gouzi and Wu Ming both watched the fun and didn't bother to be serious. They had the protective sign of Jinyiwei, and Yang Shaofeng was in front of him and rushed into the state yamen to smash it. It was really not a big deal.

With Gouzi and Wu Ming's lead, the other fifty soldiers who grew up in Yangjiazhuang with Yang Shaofeng since childhood naturally did not take any state yamen seriously. At that moment, a group of people knocked down several yamen runners and forced their eyes toward the backyard of the state yamen.

The drums of injustice in front and the movements after the fights behind had already alarmed the backyard. The magistrate Chen Houxing, who was also drunk, and several magistrates and judges rushed out together. When he saw the momentum of Yang Shaofeng and his party, Chen Houxing frowned: "What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"

Yang Shaofeng immediately laughed, looked at Chen Houxing and others with his official robe on his body and asked, "Are you the governor of Juzhou Chen Houxing?"

Chen Houxing frowned unhappily and said, "It's me, who are you? He actually trespassed the state yamen and was sent to the official position. Isn't this a serious crime of rebellion?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded, took the Shangfangjian from Gouzi and handed it to Chen Houxing, and said with a smile: "Who am I, it doesn't matter. What's important is, you, Chen Zhizhou, should know who this Shangfangjian represents?"

The cold sweat on Chen Houxing's forehead suddenly came down, but he forced himself to bite the bullet and said, "You said this is Shangfang Sword, this is Shangfang Sword? You said you are the imperial envoy, you are the imperial envoy? The imperial envoy has no official documents to come to my official!"

Yang Shaofeng smiled, and handed the Shangfang sword in his hand forward again, saying, "Chen Zhizhou can take a good look. Is this really a Shangfang sword? If you don't believe it,"

After saying that, Yang Shaofeng turned his head to Wu Ming and said, "Wu Ming!"

Wu Ming took a step forward and walked to Chen Houxing. The waist tag of the Jinyiwei in his hand was revealed, and he said coldly: "Even if you, Chen Zhizhou, don't know Shangfang Jian, then you, Chief Chen Zhizhou, should you, recognize the waist tag of the Jinyiwei?"

Chen Houxing then lost the last trace of luck in his heart and bowed to Shang Fangjian: "I, Chen Houxing, the governor of Juzhou, respectfully ask the sage."

Yang Shaofeng stood sideways, holding Shangfang Sword and waiting for Chen Houxing to finish his tribute, and then said loudly: "Sage, Gong You!"

Chen Houxing then stood up, not caring about wiping away the cold sweat from his forehead, and even the voice of his speech trembled: "But I don't know if the imperial envoy's surname?"

Yang Shaofeng smiled but did not answer, but asked Chen Houxing: "Chen Zhizhou is so intriguing. Juzhou has suffered an epidemic. However, Chen Zhizhou and his colleagues are drinking and having fun in the back hall of the state yamen. But he didn't know if the epidemic in Juzhou has ever sent a document to the court?"

Chen Houxing suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart, but he knew that he could not hide it. He had to say helplessly: "Go back to the angel, the epidemic in Juzhou is just a small epidemic, and it can be solved by the place of Juzhou, so it has not been reported to the court yet."

Yang Shaofeng nodded and then asked: "How many patients are there in Dingkou in Juzhou? How many patients are there yesterday? How many doctors are there? How many drugs are needed? How long will it take to solve it?"

Chen Houxing's forehead was sweating faster and faster. He didn't care about the rudeness at the moment. He raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before answering: "These things are not clear about, the officials."
Chapter completed!