Ink Burns

Chapter 155 Exchange is the norm

The ferocity of that epidemic seems to be still before our eyes.

Emaciated people, sunken cheeks, corpses piled up under the patio. In Songjiang Prefecture alone, nearly two thousand people died!
It is taboo to get sick in the palace. Even if it is a minor illness like cold or rash, the person will be moved away and a hasty prescription will be given. The person will live if possible and die if not. No one cares anymore. Even concubines of lower ranks are treated like this, let alone the young girl from a good family who is still in the selection process and is just a pawn of "Qingfeng"?
If no one treats and takes care of this dangerous epidemic, the patient will be in danger of death.

Shan Yue's heart ached, the pain at the tip of his heart spread to his brain, and hot tears of blood swirled behind his eyes.

Wen Qingwan regretted it immediately after blurting it out: This is something that should never be said! The four dying girls from Songjiang Mansion were secretly transported out by the Six Departments - it was an epidemic! Even if they were not infected, the palace would not let them serve close to the palace in the near future to ensure safety after knowing it! If they were even more ruthless, they could just send them out of the palace temporarily. After a long time, who would remember them?
Wen Qingwan realized that she had said something wrong, so she squeezed her shoulders together and shrank back.

There are twenty-six good girls in the house, all from Jiangnan. It is not known how many "Qingfeng" there are among them, but there must be quite a few.

When did Shui Guang contract the disease? Where is he now? Is he alive or dead? Why are there only four people in Songjiang Prefecture who are infected with the disease among so many people? How did he contract the disease? Is it God's will or man's?
So many questions, but no more to ask.

Shanyue knew he couldn't ask any more questions.

If you ask further, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Shan Yue suppressed her anxiety and impetuousness, looked sideways at the door, raised her eyebrows and curled her lips with a gentle smile: "Grandma Gao, you are here?"

Wen Qingwan stood frozen in place, not daring to look back.

Grandma Gao twisted her fat hips and walked inside with a sullen face.

Shan Yue stood up and handed Wen Qingwan's painting to her with a smile: "The selection of good family girls focuses on their virtue, appearance, and speech. This good family girl's painting skills are okay, but her ideas are quite impetuous and noisy. If she is to be the concubine of the six departments and twenty-four offices, I am afraid she will not be able to take on the important task for the time being."

Knowing the situation, he tactfully did not mention the four people infected in Songjiang Prefecture.

While Gao Ma looked askance at Wen Qingwan, she agreed with Shan Yue with a sullen look on her face, emphasizing each word: "Madam Liu is absolutely right. The Shanyu Division must strictly discipline and educate her."

Shan Yue raised his foot and walked out.

Wen Qingwan's crying voice trembled behind him.

Just after leaving the 12th alley, Shanyue followed the path he had come from, sticking to the wall, walking faster and faster, and walked out of the second gate of the Forbidden Palace with a ticket. Jifeng had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing Shanyue's pale face, he was about to speak when he heard his wife's trembling voice: "Go, go, go to Jing'an."

No, can't go there.

Princess Jing'an is not someone who can be fooled by these people.

If she reveals even the slightest flaw, everyone will be killed.

Shan Yue grabbed the car frame with his right hand, squeezing until his nails turned white. "Let's go to Chang's house."

The Chang family is easier to fool than Princess Jing'an, and Shanyue is confident that she can trick the information she wants out of Madam Zhou.

However, if the affairs of the six departments of the imperial palace were deliberately concealed, the Chang family might not know about it.

Shanyue felt a great pain in her chest, not knowing whether it was due to the effect of the "Qianjiyin" or her anger. A sweet and fishy taste surged in her throat again, and a white light floated in front of her eyes. Both her body and mind were on the verge of losing control - Shanyue smashed her right hand on the car frame, and the severe pain from her ten fingers to her heart could make her wake up quickly.

With her wide sleeves fluttering, a folded letter sealed with wax fell into the carriage. "If there is anything, you can hand this letter to the aunt on duty at the Sixth Division."

Shan Yue stared at the folded letter.

Xue Xiao.

Xue Xiao had contacts with the Six Departments.

"Go home, go home." Shanyue said decisively.

Ji Feng lowered his voice and said, "My Lord is not in the mansion."

"where is he?"

"Tianbao Temple." Ji Feng did not hesitate.

Shan Yue's eyes were as sharp as a torch: "Can I go?"

Ji Feng raised his whip high and told Shan Yue the answer with practical actions: You are kidding, Madam can even enter the waterside, touch the snowballs, and even the adults can sleep, Tianbao Temple is nothing but a piece of shit!
The carriage was galloping, and the curtains were blown up by the wind. The streets, buildings, vendors and crowds were quickly retreating, and no one knew when they turned into open spaces, weeds, barren hills and cultivated fields. Soon, the window view regained its sporadic light. The streets and towns outside the capital were covered with a thin layer of gray. As the sky gradually darkened, the shops in the eastern suburbs had been closed and boarded up one by one.

The carriage stopped at a narrow and dilapidated Taoist temple.

Ji Feng led Shan Yue to the back door very familiarly.

The door opened and the big black dog rushed over. "Zhuifeng!" Jifeng scolded, "Don't be rude. He is our breadwinner!"

The one inside is the father, and this one is the mother!
Although Shan Yue was flustered, he was once again shocked by Ji Feng's precise choice of words.

Zhuifeng immediately began to enthusiastically wag his tail around Shanyue, making "bang bang bang" sounds to abuse the air.

Jifeng paid homage to the ancestors, burned incense, touched the mechanism, and pried the platform up in one go. Shanyue pursed his lips tightly and followed Jifeng down the tunnel. The big black dog followed Shanyue excitedly.

"Where is this place?"

The corridor is very long, and the sound of the mountain moon seems to be trapped in a jar.

"To be frank, this is apparently the secret prison of the Censorate." Ji Feng answered calmly.

Then he stopped talking.

"What happens secretly?" Shanyue asked.

Ji Feng spread his hands and said, "How difficult it is. I don't know."

Shan Yue: Then you have a very confident tone
Passing through the corridor, there is an extremely high, wide and vast underground cave.

All the people coming and going are young men with broad shoulders and narrow waists.

When they saw the mountain moon, they all stopped involuntarily and cast inquiring glances at the wind.

For some reason, Ji Feng looked very proud: "Don't look at me if I don't want to! Madam, you are here to look for the Censor!"

It turned out to be Madam.

The looks of the guys in black suddenly changed from inquiry to respect?

"Madam, you are well."

"Madam Changle."

"Hello, madam."

"Hello, ma'am."

"My lady is the best."

The pleasantries gradually got out of control.

Even though he was as calm and composed as the moon on a mountain, he still felt a bit like an ant in a frying pan.

"lady."

A clear and deep voice came from the wide cave.

Shan Yue turned around immediately, her sleeves brushing against the rough cliffs, her plain green clothes flowing like a thin, drifting cloud.

Turning around, he saw Xue Xiao walking towards him with big strides.

He came from the endless darkness of the cave, wearing a black robe. The black clothes were tight, and his long and prominent forearm muscles stretched across his sleeves. His thick eyebrows matched the long slits between his eyes very well, and his diamond-shaped lips were tightly closed, like a rolled-up green leaf of canna.

"Lord Xue." Shan Yue spoke with difficulty, but his eyes unconsciously swept to both sides.

"There's nothing they don't know." Xue Xiao said in a low voice, "You can tell me whatever you want."

Having said that, the guys in black immediately dispersed tacitly, leaving only the two of them here.

In a confined space, people's fragility and panic can easily be magnified.

Shan Yue's voice trembled as his hands did: "Shui Guang, Shui Guang is not in the palace. The good girls sent to the palace by Songjiang Prefecture were infected with the plague, and now all four of them are missing - I can check it myself, but time is tight, and I'm afraid it will be too late. If you can help me find out, I can help you get clues about the Duzhou dam breach case."

Xue Xiao looked at Shan Yue deeply, and after a moment, he lifted his robe and walked out.

"Wait for me here."

Xue Xiao strode quickly: "Cook a bowl of hot noodle soup for Madam."