Ten miles away from the city, at the entrance of the village, there was a deep pit that was washed out by the heavy rain. All the people in the village had fled. Some went to the capital, while others went to other places. The village had long been deserted. The houses that were not sturdy collapsed one by one. Looking around, there was not a single intact house that was still standing.
Feng Yu Heng was led by Wang Chuan to the entrance of the village. As they walked, Wang Chuan said to her, "Last night, His Highness ordered the soldiers to move all the corpses here. After gathering them, they will start to burn them. But the refugees did not want to do it. Those who died were their loved ones. They insisted on burying them in peace. But now it is raining so heavily. The ground is full of water and mud. Where is the soil? "
Feng Yu Heng frowned and quickened her pace. Soon, she arrived in front of the crowd.
There were many refugees around the entrance of the village. Those who had rested in the tent for a night, drank hot porridge, ate the anti-inflammatory medicine distributed by Feng Yu Heng, and received raincoats. Their bodies had already recovered. At this time, they already had the energy to run out to stop the burning of the corpses.
She heard many people crying. Some were crying for their parents, some were crying for their wives, and some were crying for their children. There were also complaints. Every sentence was accusing Xuan Tianming and Dashun's soldiers of being cold-blooded, heartless, and inhumane. They formed a human wall, blocking the soldiers outside. They did not want the soldiers to pour the kerosene on the corpses. Feng Yu Heng peeked through the gaps in the crowd and found that there were a large number of people sitting in the middle of the pile of corpses. There was a woman holding a child that had been dead for many days and crying loudly. She repeatedly shouted: "If you want to burn them, then burn me as well!"
Xuan Tian Ming stood at the very front of the crowd with his back facing her. He did not wear the raincoat that she had specially made for him, nor did he have the soldiers hold up an umbrella. He just stood there in the rain. Feng Yu Heng could see his shoulders trembling slightly. She knew that this person had already been angered to the point of going crazy by the ignorant refugees.
She quickly stepped forward and pushed through the crowd to Xuan Tianming's side. He turned around to look at her, frowned, and blurted out, "What are you doing here? Go back! "He tried to push her out as he spoke.
However, Feng Yu Heng shook her head at him and held his hand. She raised her voice and said, "I won't go. I've slept well. We have to face the next thing together." Seeing that Xuan Tianming still didn't agree and wanted her to go back, she simply pointed at the refugees surrounding the pile of corpses and said to him, "Why do we have to burn the corpses? What is the plague? Should we be buried peacefully or cremated peacefully? I'll tell you these reasons. Trust me!"
Her voice was not soft. Not only did Xuan Tianming hear it, but the refugees also heard it. Someone immediately retorted, "What's the point? Of course, he has to be buried in peace! "
Feng Yu Heng turned around and faced the refugees. After thinking for a while, she reached into her sleeve and took out a loudspeaker from her space. People saw her put a strange thing to her mouth. When she spoke again, her voice suddenly became very loud. It was so loud that everyone could hear it clearly in the heavy rain. They heard Feng Yu Heng say, "Can we be buried peacefully? Look, where is the soil now? It's all mud! It's raining heavily, and the ground is flooded. Even if we manage to bury them in the mud, they might be washed away after sleeping for a night. You won't even be able to see them! "
Someone loudly retorted, "Do you think we'll be able to see them if they're burned?"
Feng Yu Heng shook her head, "You won't be able to see them either. Let me tell you, with so many people being burned together, even if there are ashes, you won't be able to tell who's who!"
"Then why do you still want to burn them?!" The woman holding the child became agitated, "I can't let you burn my child. I'll hold him. Wherever I go, he'll be there!"
Feng Yu Heng's face turned cold, and she said loudly, "Yes! But it's not that he'll be there wherever you go. It's that you'll be there wherever he goes! "
For a moment, not everyone understood what she meant, but there were some smart people. After thinking for a while, they said, "You mean, if we want to keep the bodies of our loved ones, we can only stay in this big pit?"
Xuan Tianming held her hand tightly and wanted to scold her, but Feng Yu Heng stopped him. Then she strode forward and said coldly, "That's right! The dead are already gone, and they're no longer on the same path as the living. Since there are people who don't want to be separated from their loved ones, then stay. It's absolutely impossible to bring the bodies back to the camp! "She was tired recently, and her voice was a little hoarse. But the sound of her roar made people tremble with fear.
The sound coming from the military loudspeaker was unimaginable to the ancients. It was as if the sound came from the sky, without any source, but it could spread in all directions. Such a strange phenomenon had a certain degree of deterrence, not to mention that the person who spoke was Feng Yu Heng. Everyone knew that she was a genius doctor. At this moment, hearing her words, the smart people immediately asked, "Why can't we bring the bodies back to the camp?"
Feng Yu Heng straightened her expression and finally brought the topic to the main point. She asked the people, "Have you ever thought about why we made you take medicine and injections after we set up the rain tent and sent you porridge? Have you ever thought about why we had to carry the bodies so far away? Why do we have to burn them? Let me tell you, the flood is not scary and the bodies don't have to be cremated, but if the bodies are casually thrown away, then after the storm, there will be scorching sun. At that time, the bodies will rot and the plague will spread. His Ninth Highness and I risked our lives to save you. We worked so hard and used so much manpower and money, but in the end, because you stubbornly wanted to protect the bodies, you were infected with the plague and died one by one in front of us. Then wouldn't all of our hard work and effort have been wasted? I've said before that we can't bury them deep in the current situation. If the bodies are buried in the mud, they will be washed out by the flood. After being buried and washed out, the bodies will rot even faster and the consequences will be more terrifying than leaving them alone. This county princess wants to ask you, compared to cremating them, are you willing to watch the bodies of your loved ones rot bit by bit in front of you? Or are you willing to let the rotting bodies spread the plague and follow in their footsteps? Not caring about the dignity of the dead, have you ever thought about their feelings? "
Feng Yu Heng's voice became louder and louder with each word. When she finally finished speaking, she heard Xuan Tianming use his internal strength to say, "The dead all hope that the living can live well. This logic, I don't believe that you don't understand!"
The words of the two caused the chaotic refugees to gradually calm down. Even the woman holding the child stopped crying. Everyone was thinking about what Feng Yu Heng had said. They were all thinking about the truth of what she had said.
In the crowd, a middle aged man with some medical knowledge came forward and gave a deep bow to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng. Then he turned around and said to the refugees, "You all recognize me. Some of you are my fellow villagers and some of you have met on the way here. You all know that I am a doctor. Although I only practice medicine in the mountain village, I have treated you all many times. I heard everything that county princess Ji An said and what she said was correct. What is frightening is not the flood, but rather the plague that can occur at any time after the flood. "
His words were not something that everyone could hear clearly, but the people at the front heard it and spread it to the people at the back. Gradually, everyone knew that the doctor on their side agreed with county princess Ji An's words. Their earlier determination to protect their loved ones' corpses began to waver.
Feng Yu Heng gently breathed a sigh of relief. She took a few more steps forward and passed through the refugees. When she arrived in front of the deep pit, she stood facing the woman holding the child. She loudly said, "Only if you live can you extend the child's life. Every year during the Hungry Ghost Festival, someone can light a water lantern for him. During the New Year, someone can burn some paper money for him. If you die as well, then who will take care of these things? How can he be at ease down there? "
Finally, the woman burst into thunderous cries, but her hands slowly let go of the child. Feng Yu Heng quickly ordered Wang Chuan and Huang Quan, "Go down and bring her up!"
The two maidservants understood and quickly rushed into the pit to pull the woman out. At the same time, several soldiers also rushed down and dragged the people who were also emotionally shaken to the surface.
The people no longer resisted and the wall of people automatically dispersed. The mountain village doctor said to Xuan Tianming, "Your Highness, let's burn them!"
Xuan Tianming nodded and said, "Thank you." Then he waved his hand and ordered the soldiers beside him, "Pour oil on the fire."
Under the heavy rain, it was impossible to ignite without pouring kerosene. The soldiers poured bucket after bucket of kerosene into the pit of corpses, and then threw in torches after torches. All of a sudden, the flames soared into the sky. Seeing this scene, the people who were on fire began to cry again, but no one rushed forward.
Xuan Tianming took two steps forward, lifted his robe, and knelt down on one knee on the muddy ground.
His actions stunned all the refugees. Before they could react, they saw Feng Yu Heng follow his actions and kneel down beside him. Then Feng Yu Heng's two maidservants followed, followed by the soldiers. Everyone knelt in front of the fire. They heard Xuan Tianming say loudly, "They are my Dashun citizens. Today, I will send them off!"
The people suddenly realized that His Ninth Highness and County Princess Ji An were leading the soldiers to send off the dead. They were completely shocked. They were so shocked that they didn't even care about kneeling. They all stared blankly at this scene and couldn't believe it.
Was this the legendary Ninth Prince who killed without batting an eye, who was capricious and completely unreasonable? Some people called him the Ninth King of Hell. But who would have thought that such a person could put down his status as a prince and kneel down with his future princess consort to send off the common people?
The people's noses became sour. This sour feeling wasn't because of the pain of their loved ones being burned, but because of the Ninth Prince and County Princess Ji An's touching and sad feelings.
They also knelt down, but not in front of the fire. Instead, they knelt down in front of Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng. The refugees didn't know how to say anything righteous. They only knew how to look at them sincerely. The words that came out of their mouths were the most direct and simple — "Ninth Prince, County Princess Ji An, long live, long live!"
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