Chapter 892 Dawn (7)

The epidemic is developing too fast, and there are not enough imperial doctors. For the horse farm, they can only provide some medicinal materials and a large amount of mugwort leaves, masks and other necessities. However, for the crazy spread of the epidemic, this is It can only play a short and limited protection.

Nangong Yue asked calmly, "How many people here are still healthy?"

Team Hong said with a wry smile on his face: "Back to the county master, there may be none left. It won't be long before you can order a fire to burn here." Said, "...By the way, there is a steward surnamed Xin, who said yesterday that he was not sick and had to go out."

"A steward with the surname Xin?" The surname Xin is not common. Nangong Yue remembered that the steward who went to Chang Di Jinma was also surnamed Xin, so she couldn't help being a little excited, "I want to see him."

"He lives in the stables over there. As long as he doesn't break out, we don't care about him."

Team Hong was talking and ordered someone to open the fence. After Nangongyue and his party had done all the protection, they once again stepped into the place that is comparable to hell.

At this time, the Leizhu Racecourse was even more lonely than the last time they came, and even the oncoming wind seemed to have the stench of death. Obviously, those corpses of people and horses had not been dealt with for a long time. Just like what the Hong team said, when the people inside are all dead, it will be a fire to cut off everything.

"Don't worry." Xiao Yi's voice entered her ears, gentle and firm, "I will accompany you."

Nangong Yue replied softly and calmed down slowly.

They soon arrived at the row of stables that were closest to the outside, and the few garrison troops who came with them went to look for it first, and came back and said, "Master Shizi, county master, we have found someone, and they are still alive."

Nangong Yue said solemnly, "Thank you." Then she walked over.

The eyes of the imperial guards looking at her were full of sincere respect. They kicked open the door of the stable and shouted inside: "Come out."

A middle-aged man in a blue cloth timidly walked out. He shrugged his shoulders and said timidly, "Big, sire... Little didn't want to escape, sire..." His cloth was covered with Dirt and hay, and a stench, his hair was messy, and his cloudy eyes filled with fear.

"Don't be long-winded." One of the imperial guards who came in with them snorted and said, "I have something to ask you from the prince and the county master."

"Master Shi?"

Seeing Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue, Manager Xin knelt down with a "thump", and kowtowed with tears in his eyes, "Master Shizi, the princess, the little one is really not infected with the disease, please let the little one go out. "

"I'm asking you." Nangong Yue opened her mouth and asked, "Is it the horse you went to Chang Di Jin on?"

"Horse?" Director Xin was stunned for a moment, then said hastily, "It's a small one. It's a small one!"

"Where did you buy this horse from?"

"Small, small..."

Seeing that his eyes were dodging a little, Xiao Yi snorted coldly and said, "If I ask you, just say it honestly, or do you think you can survive the epidemic?" He winked, A royal guard suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and pressed it against his neck.

Steward Xin was frightened and said shiveringly, "Shizi, please spare your life, small talk, small talk..."

Leizhu Racecourse is the largest racecourse in the northwest area, but in the past few years, their reputation has been declining because they have not cultivated excellent horse breeds. Therefore, the owner of the Leizhao Racecourse, the Li family, was anxious and ordered people to spend a lot of money to go there. Some great stallions have been found all over the place for breeding and breeding. Steward Xin also led people out. While passing by Chang Di, he accidentally saw a horse at the horse market. It was extremely majestic. Steward Xin bought it immediately and brought it back to Dayu.