The fake Yan Baiju is in the capital!

Before Pei Huan came back, the news had been sent to Chen Xiao and Hua Jingyao.

"Zhao Qing!"

"Zhao Mengyu!"

The two of them said these two names almost at the same time.

Chen Xiao remembered something and asked, "Si Tu Jiao has become you, does she look like you?"

Hua Jingyao smiled and said, "Xiao Ai doesn't look like it at all. I think it's five points like it, and seven points like it under the dim light. Situ Jiao and I are about the same height. I guess Fan Lianye must have seen no flaws at that time, but Yunmeng dressed up as Xiao Ai, and his height was a little different, so he could only curl up on the couch."

Chen Xiao couldn't imagine what the similarity between Situ Jiao and Hua Jingyao was. He was even a little worried that Situ Jiao was addicted to disguise and would pretend to be Hua Jingyao in the future.

"Don't let Situ Jiao dress up as you next time." Chen Xiao said.

Hua Jingyao wanted to say, I really wanted her to dress up as mine.

However, she remembered the "love, hate, and affection" between Chen Xiao and Situ Jiao. Forget it, don't stimulate him.

She quickly stretched out her claws to comfort her: "There won't be a next time, don't worry."

Chen Xiao asked again: "Is this Li Buer's work?"

"Well, who else can there be besides her..."

Halfway through speaking, Hua Jingyao was stunned.

If Zhao Mengyu had faked his death, then the body of that year would have been disguised.

Similarly, Yan Baiju is fake, and this fake Yan Baiju is also disguised.

Fakes are fakes. The more unfamiliar the face after disguise, the harder it is to find flaws. Therefore, Li Buer often disguises himself as an old woman or an aunt, and is often not seen through.

But if she wanted to disguise herself as a familiar face, she had to use the sky or lights, that is, to make the person look a little blurred.

If Zhao Mengyu's death was at night, and Gong Qing, Shen Xiao and others had preconceived ideas, they might have omitted it.

But what about Yan Baiju? Even if he is arrogant, even if everyone in Qingyun Sect has not seen him, many people will see him. But he can use fake to be real for two or three years. This disguised person will at least have higher skills than Li Buer.

"I remember you once said that Li Buer's craftsmanship was taught by her mother?"

"Well, but Li Bu'er also said that although her mother cannot be with her forever, she will come back to see her every once in a while and will put down some money. Her mother will not come back until she has taught her all her skills. But if her mother is in the capital, or near the capital, it is impossible for her not to come back to see her."

This is true. Although Li Buer knows little about her mother, she can feel that her mother loves her very much.

Since we learned that Zhao Qing existed, Shuntian Mansion and Feiyuwei have never given up searching, but have never found it.

Whether it is Zhao Qing or Zhao Mengyu who disguised himself as Yan Baiju, since he is still in the capital, he will definitely leave traces.

"Does Zhao Qian have any confession?" Hua Jingyao asked Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao said: "Don't ask me, I didn't kill Zhao Qian."

"Who is that?" Hua Jingyao asked.

"Zhao Qing." Chen Xiao was serious.

Hua Jingyao was so angry that she simply stood on the chair, looked down, held Chen Xiao's ears and said word by word: "I want! Zhao Qian!'s!'

Chen Xiao: "Okay, I'll give it to you, you let go, be good."

Hua Jingyao jumped off the chair, and Chen Xiao quickly supported her: "Stop his rebellious words, I took off his chin. Later, I remembered to ask him when I asked him for confession, but he just asked Zheng Wan's child who was, and didn't say anything else. Later, he simply asked me to ask His Majesty if he was His Majesty's biological son, so I had to take his chin off again."

No wonder Chen Xiao also became interested in the fetus in Zheng Wan's womb. It turned out that he was infected by Zhao Qian.

Hua Jingyao sneered: "There is no better son than father. Your Majesty saw who Zhao Qian is, so he said those words to stimulate him. Look, Zhao Qian is almost crazy, and his situation is so big."

Vision determines the pattern, and pattern determines destiny.

Zhao Qian was trapped in the palace for too long, and his eyes saw the small sky above the palace.

Hua Jingyao suddenly felt it was ridiculous. A man who wanted to seek power and usurp the throne was still struggling before his death. It was not the family, country, or the dragon throne, but whether he could have children.

However, Zhao Qian did not leave any words about Zhao Qing's affairs.

Hua Jingyao thought about it, but finally decided to continue to search in a carpet style.

This is the stupidest way, but no matter when it is, it is the most effective way.

The next day, the same news was discussed in the streets and alleys of the capital. A business man died in another place. His servant returned to the capital with a coffin. That night, the servant fell ill. The family didn't care and invited his uncles and brothers to rebuild the man. The family also set up a mourning hall. The next morning, the uncles and brothers all fell ill, and the wife and children of the deceased were also ill, so he invited the doctor to come for treatment. The doctor came back from the deceased's house and fell ill. The doctor's son also understood medical skills. He immediately sprinkled quicklime everywhere at home. Unfortunately, it was too late and his son fell ill.

"This is an epidemic. Where does this family live?"

"I heard that I live in Xiaobai Bridge."

"Xiaobaiqiao? Oh my God, my relatives also live there. I came to visit my house yesterday."

"Don't worry, I heard that the family lives in Pigeon Hutong."

"No, what I heard was the alley behind Jiyuntang. I also heard that his family had been to Jiyuntang to buy medicine. Now the guy in Jiyuntang is also sick."

"Jiyuntang's business is so good. If the guy is sick, will all those who go to Jiyuntang to get medicine be infected?"

"The shop that sold his shrouds has already held a funeral. Tsk, I heard that the disease came quickly and violently."

......

For a moment, restaurants and teahouses in Beijing were talking about this matter, and there had been no epidemic in the capital for many years.

"Why don't the government ignore it?"

"How do you know that the government didn't care? The people from Xiaobaiqiao were dragged out of the city this morning."

"Didn't it be Pigeon Hutong? I heard that the people in Pigeon Hutong were sent out of the city."

At this moment, a child ran in and shouted loudly: "Shuntian Mansion has posted a notice, the imperial physician is coming to treat the disease!"

The child couldn't explain clearly, so those who were literate had to go to the gate of Shuntian Mansion to read the notice. Before the person could go out, he saw two yamen runners coming over with official documents.

One yamen runner beats the gong, and another yamen runner pastes a document on a big tree outside the teahouse.

At this moment, there are yamen runners postings in every street and alley in the capital.

The epidemic in the capital was very important, but the court attached great importance to it, but as long as this epidemic was discovered in time, it could be cured. At present, three people have turned the crisis into safety, preventing imports from outside and preventing infection from inside. The emperor has issued an imperial edict to close the city gates and strictly prevent the spread of the epidemic. The Imperial Hospital ordered the Imperial Hospital to take free pulses for the people in the capital. Once the infection is found, the medicine can be obtained for free without any charges. I hope that the people in the capital should not be afraid, do not believe in rumors or spread rumors, and do not conceal the condition. They actively cooperate with the Imperial Hospital for diagnosis and treatment. The leaders of each room should take responsibility and ensure that all the tests are investigated and no one is left out.

After reading the official document, the yamen runner shouted: "When you go back, tell your family members that you must come for a pulse. Don't be afraid. You should not only let your family come, but also see if there are any neighbors. If there are, let him come. If he refuses to come, let us tell us."

"The Imperial Hospital said that the epidemic is very contagious at this time. If you touch the things he has touched, you will be infected. If you inhaled it accidentally, it will be infected. Now if someone is leaked, it will be infected by the people in your entire alley."

"Although the court has given me some treatment, if it is not treated in time, even though three have been saved now, more than thirty have died. Think about it, isn't it scary? At this time, if anyone still refuses to take a pulse, it is unethical, it is harmful to others, and it is illegal!"

An hour later, the imperial physicians sent by the imperial court to attend medical consultations in various streets, alleys, and major restaurants and teahouses in the capital. They were worried that the imperial physicians would be too busy, and the nobles and major families also sent the doctors who were supporting them to help.

Under the leadership of the village chief, the people lined up in an orderly manner based on family units. Those who came to do business outside the country would come to queue up with their bosses. Shuntian Mansion, Feiyuwei, and the Five City Military and Horse Office were all dispatched to assist the village chief to count the number of residents under their jurisdiction and check them one by one to avoid any omissions.

The wealthy family has a large population, and for those with more than a hundred people, officials above the seventh rank in Beijing will go to the outpatient clinic with the imperial physician.

Princess Zhaoyang hugged Xiao Douding and walked around the house. Master Hua San looked tired and advised: "I haven't heard of any child being infected. Besides, the Imperial Hospital also said that this disease can be cured, so you don't have to worry."

"What do you know? That's because I'm afraid of panicing the people. The more they say it's okay, then there must be something wrong. Why are you sitting here doing? Go lock up Yaoyao and don't let her go out. If she is infected, I won't live anymore!"

Princess Zhaoyang gave the order, Master Hua San could only go to find his daughter in shame, but after asking, he realized that their baby daughter was not in the mansion at all. He went out without even calling him!

Hua Jingyao disguised herself as she followed Shen Xiao, inspecting every clinic.

At this time, Fu Xing, a servant beside Shi Jia, hurried over: "My... Master, the daughter-in-law of the wet nurse of Mr. Zhang of the Ministry of Personnel, was unwilling to come to take the pulse, so the two sides started arguing. Just as Master Jia was patrolling nearby, he heard the quarrel and went in to check. The person had been detained at this moment."

Hua Jingyao asked, "Where is it?"

"The Jade Lane in front." Fuxing said.

The reason why Yushi Lane is called Yushi Lane is because there was a century-old man here who specialized in jade business, but the shop had been moved away long ago, but Yushi Lane still used its previous name.

Before she could enter Yushi Lane, she heard the woman's curse. The wife was in her thirties, with a back and a waist. She relied on her mother-in-law to pass by the minister and felt that she had a backer. Seeing that the tenants didn't line up to take the pulse, she rushed over and pulled her hard. Unexpectedly, those people had martial arts skills, and their wife suffered a loss. She was hit on her face and body a few times. Now her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she was cursing.

Those tenants had been caught and were standing against the wall at this moment, all of whom were young men in their twenties.

Shi Jia and a few people stood beside them, ready to fight.

Chen Xiao walked over and looked at them one by one. Suddenly, he pointed at one of them and said to Fuxing: "Call the people from Shuntian Mansion to identify them."

Hearing this, the man was about to run away. Chen Xiao grabbed him and pressed him against the wall.

Hua Jingyao felt curious and went over, Chen Xiao said, "It's a bit like a person on the official document of a sea capture."

Chen Xiao's words were quickly confirmed that this man snatched tributes from the previous year and was on the run.

The wet nurse's daughter-in-law made contributions, and Shuntian Mansion notified her to go to the yamen to receive the reward in a few days.

My wife was very happy. In less than half a day, most of the capital was spreading.

But in the news that the man was not a wanted criminal, but a person infected with the epidemic. The landlord made a contribution to the report and the yamen gave the reward.

"I heard that the houses where patients lived were sprinkled with lime, and I was spraying them with medicine specially prepared by the Imperial Hospital."

"Yes, I heard that the medicine is so precious, it is used in the palace."

"Oh my god, I won't be in line for now. You can take up the space for me. I've rented out a house at home. I'll go and see if that family has come."

"Yes, yes, everyone who rents a house will go and see it. Those are all from other places. Don't forget that the dead people also returned to Beijing from other places."

"Yes, this disease came from other places, and the city gates were closed."
To be continued...