He took the lead and led his soldiers into the area infected with the epidemic.
The disease in the outermost villages is relatively mild.
There were no corpses everywhere, but yellow paper money could be seen everywhere on the ground.
Ye Siming sat on the horse and looked around with narrow eyes. He nodded and said: "Surround."
The soldiers immediately dispersed around the village.
Some villagers who had just packed their belongings and were preparing to run to the capital for refuge were suddenly unable to leave.
The soldiers' spears stopped them in place.
A group of people were frightened and noisy: "Why don't you let us out? Let us go!"
Qin Song stood next to Ye Siming and said solemnly: "According to the emperor's decree, we are surrounding the village to rescue people. Please be patient and wait for the doctor to arrive."
"We are not sick. We will die if we wait here!"
They could leave immediately, but were told to wait in such a terrifying place.
No one wants to, this is just waiting to die!
As a result, the villagers became angry and fierce conflicts broke out with the soldiers.
But unarmed civilians are naturally no match for soldiers who have been on the battlefield.
In just a few clicks, most of the people were subdued.
Some people even accidentally touched the long silver spear, and their arm was scratched with a big cut, and blood flowed everywhere.
The injured man lay on the ground, with his family members slapping the ground and crying beside him.
Ye Siming looked at him coldly, showing no mercy at all.
His long fingers held the reins loosely.
Impatience flashed in the young man's narrow, cold eyes.
"It's really troublesome. If I had known earlier, I would have killed them all."
Master Zhang, the censor on the side, heard this and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.
"Master Marquis, please be patient and bear with me. These people are just frightened by the epidemic. Your Majesty ordered us to come to rescue people and not to kill them."
Ye Siming snorted.
At this time, he saw a dirty little girl standing behind the crowd.
She was only three years old and was wearing ragged clothes.
A pair of eyes are also watery.
Although she looked ordinary, her helpless and confused look made Ye Siming frown slightly.
He didn't dare to think that if the situation here endangered little Gu Nuoer, she would be like this, looking helplessly at this devastated land.
The cold and disgusted look on Ye Siming's face slowly faded away.
He got off the horse and walked towards the little girl.
The other party would just look up at him stupidly, as if she was too young and didn't know what death meant.
Ye Siming lowered his cold eyes and looked at her steadily.
After a while, he calmly told Qin Song: "Gather all the orphans and widows who have lost their families together. When the epidemic is over, I will ask the emperor to find a place for them to go."
"yes!"
The moment Ye Siming turned around to leave, a bright kitchen knife struck him.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes did not move at all, he just tilted his head slightly.
Then he quickly grabbed the wrist of the attacker.
His eyes were as cold as frost, staring at the almost crazy man in front of him.
"What kind of prince are you? You are no different from those dog officials who care about human life! They surrounded us because they wanted us to die!"
Zhang Yushi was afraid that Marquis Yongye would kill him in anger.
He hurried over and persuaded: "We are really ordered to treat you. Because there are so many people, the doctor needs to be summoned. When the doctor comes, he will immediately arrange for everyone to have a pulse diagnosis."
"You lied!" the man roared hysterically, his wrist still held by Ye Siming.
He stared at Ye Siming and almost cried: "Let me out, my wife got sick in an embroidery workshop in the capital. She can't come back and is locked up! I want to save her."