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Dongwan Palace, in the royal study.

Dong Wandi was pacing back and forth, thinking about the gas he had received recently at Nalan Night. The more he thought about it, the more he felt angry. He shouted: "Wan Chun!"

"Hey, the old slave is here." Wan Chunfang just recognized his son, and heard that Dong Wandi screamed and rushed to the ground immediately. "What is your command?"

"The rumor is rumored, and the squadron of the squadron is still seeing!" Although the martial arts Shangshu, who is beaten by Nalan’s night, is unquestionable, telling him to come and discuss it, Dong Wandi’s good abacus.

"The old slaves follow the purpose." Wan Chunda’s supervisor was busy with a small **** who said that he was talking about the words and said that he had sent a trip to Shangshufu.

In the royal study room, Dong Wandi Xiao Chengze waited for his loyal ministers, and he did not expect to wait, but he still couldn’t come. The Dongwan emperor, who was unhappy in his mood, was angry: "Wan Chun! He, how dare he come not to come?!"

It happened that the little **** sent by Wan Chun came back at this time, not waiting for Wan Chun to slap something that didn’t matter. The little **** screamed at Wan Chun’s ear for a while, and Wan Chun’s face changed.

“Wan Chun?!” Dong Wandi took the table. “What happened to one by one? Can’t find anyone?!”

"The wrath of the sire," Wan Chunzhen said. "The little **** sent to the story said that Shangshufu is now in chaos. The military officials of the Ministry of Military Affairs seem to have got an emergency. The little **** has been looking for a long time to find someone who can live. The message of His Majesty was conveyed. The people of Shangshufu pleaded guilty that the Shangshu adults are now sick and bed, so that they can’t come to see you, and ask you to make atonement!”

"Wangbing is still sick?" Dong Wandi raised his eyebrows, and his mouth was a sneer. "At this time? Shangshu adults are a little bit singular..."

Dong Wandi said that the meaning is profound, Wan Chun leaned over and did not dare to speak. It is said that the emperor is suspicious, and at this moment, it is even more vivid. Only then is the eagerness to find the military department Shangshu to discuss, a whole heart of trust; at this moment, it is already a suspicion, doubting the loyalty of the courtiers...

"Since the military department is still sick, you can't help it." But Dongwan Emperor's sleeves, "just right, it's time to go up, Wan Chun-"

"The slave is here." Wan Chun respectfully bowed.

"Serve you to wash and change clothes." Although Dong Wandi tried to stand straight, he could already see the shape of the body.

"Slaves follow the purpose." Wan Chun did not dare to look at it, shouted a few small eunuchs to come in and serve Dong Wandi.

Dong Wandi, who was added to the yellow robe, seems to have restored a glimpse of the past, and he went to the top of the spirit. Above the court, it is expected that the Ministry of Military Affairs will be absent from the sick leave.

On the second day of the morning, in addition to the Shangshu Shangshu, Liu Shilang and Zuo servant Zheng Ziqing of the Zhongshu Province reported that the sick leave had not arrived.

At this point, Dong Wandi still does not care. Although he is suspicious, he will not doubt every courtier. Is it too tired? It’s just that things gradually escaped control...

On the third day of the morning, the absentee courtiers reached 30%.

On the fourth day, half of the courtiers did not come to the DPRK. The reason was exactly the same and they were ill.

By the fifth day, there were not many courtiers who could come to the DPRK.

Dong Wandi's black face ended this morning dynasty. When he returned to the royal study room, his anger could no longer be concealed. Dong Wandi kicked the table on the east side and the tea bowl was broken into thousands. Wan Chun took the waiter and shivered and slammed into the ground.

"Everyone is sick with sputum, so they are so sick together!!" Dong Wandi still can not stop the anger, tempered and shivering, hoarse like a lion that was forced into a difficult situation, "a Nalan night It’s already! They scare them to such a point! It’s just a demeanor!”

"When you know that the emperor is not good at this time, but Wan Chun still feels that he has to rush to sacrifice his opinion. "Your Majesty, maybe the adults are really sick, maybe." This may be the plot of the king of Chu!"

"Oh? Do you mean to marry them?!" The angry Dong Wandi really can't easily provoke.

Wan Chun regrets that he has nothing to say and say, what are they doing...

Who knows Dongwandi’s words turn: “When it’s a narrative of Nalan’s night... Nalan’s night is a man who can do such a thing, but he’s very scheming. Just in case, for the sake of it’s no longer In this case, I have to send someone to investigate it!"

"The squad leader of the Guards glimpsed!" Dong Wandi changed his mind in an instant.

"Slaves follow the purpose." Wan Chun can only do it.

The leader of the Guards in Dongwan Jingcheng is a middle-aged man with a ugly appearance. He is a well-deserved ritual: "Chen, see your majesty, and you will be happy."

For the sudden summoning of the emperor did not reveal too much curiosity, and there is no inappropriate restraint, Dong Wandi is very satisfied, this is a decent courtier. He reached out and gave a blessing: "Love Qing does not have to be polite, get up."

"Yes." The leader of the Guards did not humble his response.

"Call you, there is something to tell you." Dong Wandi touched his beard.

"Your Majesty, but it does not matter." The Guards leader led the fist.

"Ai Qing must have heard of it. There is almost no one available on the pilgrimage hall today. I suspect this is the trick of Chu Wang Nalan night!" Dong Wandi looked at the Guards leader with great arrogance. "Now The matter is entrusted to you, you must find out the reasons why the ministers are sick, and the extent of their illness, and ask for the most detailed information!"

"Chen is obedient." The voice of the Guardian's leader is as steady as ever.

Dong Wandi’s leader for the Guards was simply more pleasing to the eye. His eyes were almost kindly waved: “You retire.”

The leader of the Guards retire.

"To deal with people like Nalan Night, you may not be able to let go." Dong Wandi smiled and said, "I am so wise."

Wan Chun is smart and silent.

......

Two days later, the leader of the Guards Army reported: "Your Majesty, the minister of the sect of the sire, investigates the illness of the adults. Today has achieved results, and squats back and forth."

"It’s okay to say it." Dong Wandi put down the cup in his hand.

"The investigation by the minister, the adults, including the Shangshu adults and the assistant ministers, are sick and sick, and the disease is not only the adults themselves, but even the relatives in the adults' homes are sick."

"...is it true?" Dong Wandi did not notice the key point for the first time. He still thought that it was true or false for each minister to get sick.

"Your Majesty, the sin of this disease, the daring suggestion that the next time to raise the matter in the early morning tomorrow, but also hope to be able to discuss a countermeasure to be good!"

"Well? Is this something so serious?" Dong Wandi was a little lazy after he determined that his Regal had not been provoked. He once again relished it and slammed straight up: "You mean, this emergency." Contagious?!"

Seeing that the emperor finally understood the seriousness of the matter, the leader of the Guards Force secretly sighed with relief: "This is exactly the case. Chen carefully observed the condition of the adults, all of them are itchy, even scratching the skin, the whole person It becomes a **** person who is infiltrating, and the state is really infiltrating."

"And the relatives of the adults are all suffering from the symptoms of the disease after serving the patient in person. The slaves who are serving are also ill." The Guardian leader will see what he has seen and heard.

Dong Wandi sank his eyes. If the disease is really a contagious disease, many of Dongwan’s ministers will suffer from this disease, which will cause great damage to Dongwan.

Dong Wandi asked the key question: "Can someone be killed?"

Carrying the Dongwan Emperor is full of hopes, the Guardian leader still chose to tell the truth: "After returning, there is a son-in-law in the Ministry of Military Affairs, a woman who died three days ago, and the symptoms of the disease appeared before his death."

"But!" said the Guardian's leader, "The female niece has always been sick and has been oppressed in the government. Her death is not necessarily due to this strange disease!"

However, Dong Wandi’s feelings did not improve much, and his imposing manner was scary. It is also excusable. After all, if something goes wrong, how can a king of a country feel easy?

"Yeah, Your Majesty, the leader said that it is not unreasonable." Wan Chun said, "The person who is sick first has nothing to do. The death of a female niece is not due to strange diseases. You don't have to worry too much, worry about the dragon body. ""

Dong Wandi was not blindly optimistic because of the words of the two, and there was an epidemic disease. The person who suffered from the disease died, and it would cause panic among the people of the world. At that time, Xiao Chengze’s dragon chair was afraid that it would be difficult to sit.

The two men in front of the temple are loyal. This is very clear to Emperor Dongwan. If he does not allow this to happen, these two people will be tight-lipped...but as the king of a country, they are responsible for the people of the whole country. In safety, how can we only care about our reputation, regardless of the life of the world!

"Tomorrow and early morning," Dong Wandi made up his mind and decided to "re-consult!"

"My Emperor Yingming!" The leader of the Guards was beheaded with excitement and believed that he had followed a generation of Mingjun. Wan Chun stood silently, and his face seemed to be worried.

On the second morning, Dong Wandi said this to less than half of the courtiers in the court. The hall suddenly became awkward.

"Is this really happening? This is a disaster!"

"The plague of Zhuxi years has turned a prosperous life into hell! How was the Xiaowu Emperor at that time again and again?! It is not listening to God!"

"That was good after the cold winter came, the plague was contained, and this took control of the situation, no death. I don't know how this is going to be..."

Dong Wandi saw that the old stubborn people secretly bite their ears and sang in the dragon chair: "Zhu Qing has something but says no!"

A hairy beard with a large number of old ministers stood up. Maybe he felt that although he was not a high official, he had some qualifications. He said something to the officials: "The old minister thinks that this strange disease is strange, like The plague of the joys of the years."

Dong Wandi’s face was blue. Although the disease was not confirmed to be a plague, he did not say that the disease was a plague, but the group still thought of it. Xiao Chengze Mo Zhen took a handful of jade lion paperweight: "If it is a plague, what do Zhu Qing think?"

The old minister said: "If it is a plague, it is natural to completely suppress the infection of the disease, distribute the soup, and reduce the tax. For the present, the old minister thinks that the first thing is to find out whether the disease is a plague or not."

Isn't this nonsense? Dong Wandi said faintly: "Like the idea of ​​朕, ​​just let it go, find out the truth about the strange disease, and don't have more casualties."

"Your next sacred Ming," the old minister said. "There is only one thing, and the ministers feel that they can't say no."

"What else?" Dong Wandi smiled on his face, but his heart was secretly thinking about what he thought before? ! How can I keep such a color that does not look at the color to such a large age! Are you dedicated to playing? !

The old minister knows that Dongwan’s heart is in the middle of his heart, and he boldly said: “The past is the past, but when the plague is rampant, there will be wars and chaos. The minister thinks that the plague is the warning of God!”

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