Huangfu Jingchen was also a little worried. He was worried that Xia Wenjin's guess would become true?

If the local county magistrates take extreme measures for their political achievements, then the thousands of lives, those who are infected and innocent in Wangshan Town, as well as so many doctors they have collected, even Shang Jingwang, including him and Xia Wenjin, may all be turned into a cruel number and become a result of the local county magistrates' political achievements.

But that is all living lives.

Now the solution to the epidemic has been developed, but because of the complexity of the epidemic, we have to wait a few more days before we can see the results. It is really not optimistic to be overwhelmed by the army at this time.

They have nothing to show off that they can convince at a glance.

Also, he agreed to Shang Jingwang that as long as he was willing to take action, he would pave a way for him and give officials who could truly serve the people the opportunity to be seen by the emperor's grandfather.

He said that and did so.

When Shang Jingwang wrote a memorial to Beijing, he also wrote a letter asking Jiangning to send someone to Beijing.

However, the capital is far apart and I don’t know the situation there now, but this side is already surrounded.

Huangfu Jingchen frowned slightly, and he said, "I'll go out."

He has been in the quarantine area, and he went to see if there was any news.

The mayor Wang Bolao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He was just a small mayor. He had seen such a big scene before, so it would be fine if the Lord of the Mansion came to Wangshan in person, but even the county magistrate was coming.

Is his Wangshan Town good or bad?

If so many high-ranking officials came, he would have to burn incense on the tomb of his ancestors. The small Wangshan Town could get so many adults' eyes.

But now, it's because of the epidemic.

Moreover, the county magistrate and the chief magistrate of the army, are all fourth-rank officials, even older than the prefect. Wang Blao was thinking that his town mayor's mansion was too simple, and he wondered if he would offend those adults.

But they didn't even enter the town, which was no longer a question of whether they offend or not.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, the kind of premonition that was about to come to a disaster.

When he heard the housekeeper report that Huangfu Jingchen was coming, he felt like he had stepped on the fire. He hurriedly went out and rushed to the mansion gate. When he saw Huangfu Jingchen, he was also unintentional to turn around and said hurriedly: "Young Master Huang, I heard that the county magistrates have arrived, and they are outside the town." He rubbed his hands and said at a loss: "You see, we are just a small epidemic, why have we alarmed so many adults? Nothing will happen?"

He didn't take Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin seriously before. After all, he was also the leader of a town, and Huangfu Jingchen and the others were just foreigners.

But later he saw that the prefect valued Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin, he knew that he was wrong.

Although the person in front of him was young, his identity was definitely not simple. He was polite to him just because the prefect was polite to him, so he had to offer himself a good life.

Besides, Huangfu Jingchen did not make things difficult for him, and he didn't need to provide for his life. He also ran around and was busy with Wangshan Town.

Huangfu Jingchen glanced at him and said, "Do you have my letter?"

He had previously asked Jiang Ning to spread the news directly to the mayor's mansion.

When Wang Bolao heard this, he hurriedly said, "Yesterday morning, there was a letter to the young master. The young master had been in the quarantine area and was not allowed to enter there. I guess the young master would come back to get it, so he didn't send anyone to him."

"Give it to me!" Wang Shrike didn't even notify him of his letter. If it were normal, the letter was of course not important, but now his letter is not an ordinary letter.

Wang Bolao hurriedly instructed the housekeeper: "Hurry, bring the letter from the young master in my study!" At this time, he didn't care about Huangfu Jingchen's attitude and tone.

The housekeeper hurriedly, and Wang Bolao accompanied Huangfu Jingchen in. He wanted to ask about some situations, but he knew that Huangfu Jingchen was in the quarantine area and was less informed than him, so he probably couldn't ask anything.

He just hopes that those high-ranking officials will not come for Wangshan Town or for the epidemic, and will leave in two days.

The butler trotted to get the letter. When he was at the entrance of the study, Huangfu Jingchen also arrived.

He took the letter and opened it immediately.

The letter was sent by Yan Nan. In the letter, Yan Nan said that after receiving the memorial submitted by Shang Jingwang, the prefect of Huainan, the prefect of Huainan, he did not report it to the prefecture governor, but immediately discussed with the chief guards, immediately transferred the garrison and rushed to Wangshan Town.

Yan Nan used the Jifenglou message transmission channel.

The predecessor of this Jifeng Tower was an escort agency, which was quite famous throughout Nanxia. They conveyed letters and belongings to people. As long as they could afford the price, they would deliver the items to their destinations as quickly as possible.

If it is gold, silver and treasures, it is a bit slower to escort along the way. However, lightweight items such as letters can be reached within two days within a thousand miles and within a five hundred miles, but the charges are surprisingly expensive.

Judging from the date of Yan Nan's signature, the letter was sent out three days ago. It arrived early yesterday morning and there was no delay on the road.

Today, the garrison of Beijun has arrived in Wangshan Town. The chief guard Wen Hao led the garrison to march urgently.

If he had seen this letter early yesterday morning, he would have been prepared. Now that Wangshan Town is surrounded, the meaning of this letter is no longer great. They are already passive.

He stared at Wang Bolao with a cold look, and he was really annoyed.

As the head of a town, he is so confused about his work.

But now is not the time to say this. Huangfu Jingchen took the letter and immediately ran to the quarantine area.

Now Wen Hao, the head of the North County Guardian, didn’t even see Shang Jingwang, obviously because of the epidemic here. In addition, I don’t know what his and Yu Shikui’s plan is.

Since you can't see anyone, of course you should go to the monk Jingwang to have some breath first.

After receiving this letter, Xia Wenjin was speechless when she learned that it had been delivered yesterday, but it delayed the time it delivered to Huangfu Jingchen.

She had always been worried that the tragedy of her previous life would repeat itself. In addition to rushing into the epidemic, she was also concerned about external affairs. However, Wang Blao's delay delayed the opportunity.

Or neither Shang Jingwang nor Huangfu Jingchen felt that the delay of this time was so serious, but Xia Wenjin knew and was anxious.

Now that I have been surrounded, I can only take one step at a time.

Shang Jingwang called Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wenjin aside, and he said with a serious expression: "Young Master Jing, Doctor Xiao Xia, the situation is not very good. As a local official, our mansion has no choice but to pass by, and the matter here should have nothing to do with you. Now Doctor Xiao Xia is cured. You two are looking for an opportunity and leave by yourself!"

Xia Wenjin said: "Mr. Shang thinks we can still leave now?"
Chapter completed!