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    Some of the officials were puzzled, others understood, but no one dared to ask more questions, so they all nodded and obeyed.

    Back home in the evening, Fu Bainan took a shower and went into the house. Bai Yinyan sat on his usual lazy chair with a book in his hands.  Fu Bonan wiped his hair and walked over to turn her with his knee. Bai Yinyan raised his head and said, "Get up."

    Bai Yinyan held the book in his arms and didn't say anything or move. He just looked at him with a smile. Fu Benan let her look at it for a while and then stopped slowly.

    "?"

    ""

    Bai Yinyan just smiled.

    Fu Benan made her feel uncomfortable. He slapped Bai Yinyan on the forehead and said in an evil voice: "What are you looking at?"

    Bai Yinyan pursed his lips, held his palm, took it off and said warmly: "Yishu, I found that you are very good at being an official."

    Fu Bonan sneered: "That's it?"

    He squeezed in and sat down on the edge of the lazy chair. Bai Yinyan took the cloth and wiped his black hair carefully. While wiping, he said: "Yes, there are always people in the porridge team who dress up as refugees to eat and drink. I think they are a little bit  The junior official noticed it, but no one came up with a solution, so you can solve it with nothing."

    Fu Bainan sneered: "Who cares whether it's dirty or not if you're really hungry? You'll eat all the grass roots. Those people who work as officials have never really been hungry."

    "Hey" Bai Yinyan brushed aside his half-wet hair, rested his chin on Fu Bainan's shoulder, and said softly: "The Governor has such a good plan."

    Fu Bainan couldn¡¯t hold it back for a couple of times, so Bai Yinyan stroked his hair with the inkstone until he felt proud all over his body.  Exhaling from his nostrils, he hummed: "I have done so much, and you just throw away a good plan?"

    Bai Yinyan chuckled: "Then what else?"

    Fu Bainan turned his head and looked at Bai Yinyan's smiling face close at hand, his eyelashes that were slowly raised and falling, his eyes and lips in light shadow, and he leaned closer.

    As soon as their lips touched, he stopped, turned his head, covered his nose and sneezed.

    Bai Yinyan burst into laughter.

    "Oops, I'm talking about this without drying you. I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold." She stood up and stood in front of Fu Benan, continuing what she had just left unfinished, saying warmly: "I'll make you a bowl of soup later.  You should drink and exercise for a while before resting, so as not to get sick accidentally. If you don't pay attention to it on weekdays, your joints will suffer as you get older."

    ""

    "Yishu?"

    "¡­¡­Um."

    Bai Yinyan heard a slight difference in his accent, and wondered why he suddenly acted like this. He looked down at him in the middle of the thick cloth.

    "What's wrong?"

    ""

    When Fu Bainan acquiesced, he suddenly chuckled and said, "You always like to talk about me getting old."

    Bai Yinyan said: "You don't like to hear it? Then I won't mention it."

    Fu Bonan said: "You always talk about me getting old, but rarely mention what will happen to you when you get old."

    Bai Yinyan's movements stagnated, and he quickly added: "Really, maybe because I haven't thought about it much."

    Fu Benan was speechless. He raised his eyes and looked at Bai Yinyan, trying to see something on her face.

    But he saw nothing.

    There were some words stuck in his throat in the silence. Fu Bainan almost wanted to ask, but he continued to remain silent in the silence.  He didn't want to admit that he was afraid of the answer after the question. He was even afraid of the foreseeable long silence after the question, because except for denial, everything was the default answer.

    Behind the intertwined emotions are huge complications, which forced him to become more timid as he moved forward.

    The half-dried hair fell one after another, the corners of the ears were combed, and the black hair was combed back.  Bai Yinyan put down his comb, folded the thick cloth and said softly: "I'm going to make soup. If you want to sit here, remember to put on that thick robe on the screen."

    Fu Bonan nodded silently.

    The door opened and closed, and the woman went out, leaving a dead silence in the room.

    Winter is long, and the days flow by like water.

    After the fireworks exploded and the red seals were issued, the long break was busy here and there. Soon there were only a few days left.

    During the long break, the situation in the court was stable. Fu Benan approved the last official policy for mining and accepting new projects. He took a half-day break for the rest of the day, sitting idle in the yard holding a hand stove and basking in the sun. On the contrary, he had been helping at the porridge station.  Bai Yinyan saw few people.

    Fu Benan also had the idea of ??going over to help, but the disgust for the famine and cold at the bottom of the family was deep in his bones. The thought turned around twice in his mind and was extinguished by a wisp of smoke.

    On the last day of the long break at the beginning of the year, several third-rank officials from the imperial court took the lead in hosting a banquet to eat delicacies, and invited Fu Benan there as well.

    ??He went home early in the evening and brought back something for Bai Yinyan, without a box.If she wanted to say more, Fu Benan would glare at her, so Bai Yinyan could only go to the backyard and cut the grass to feed the turtles.

    In mid-February, Bai Yinyan would get up at night and pass by a place closer to the courtyard wall. He could often hear moans coming from the avenue.  They were male and female, old and young, climbing vaguely and feebly over the high wall and coming in, like a few soft knocks on the door.

    When you hear it and open the door, the voice will appear as gentle as a lamb, and tell you apologetically, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm going to die soon.

    By the end of February, the apologetic voices gradually became less frequent.

    Sometimes Bai Yinyan would stand under the wall for a long time when she heard her. After she lost her hearing, she would stand even longer, even though she was very sleepy, until Fu Benan picked up her shoes and came to look for her.

    In mid-March, the weather has completely warmed up, and the stinking capital is facing a heavy rain.

    It rained heavily for five whole days, sometimes in continuous rain, but never stopped for a moment.  The spring rain, accompanied by the breeze, hits the bluestone road and the land eroded by blood and pain, washing away all the dirt.

    Five days later, the rain stopped and the clouds cleared, and the raging epidemic obviously subsided.

    Bai Yinyan was finally able to go out and get some fresh air.

    The first step you take to embroider shoes, your feet rise and fall, and the soles are stained with dull blood.

    Bai Yinyan walked slowly through the roots of the imperial city with her skirt in hand, past the gates of wealthy households with their doors closed, and walked toward the city and people.

    There was deathly silence as far as the eye could see.

    The center of the bluestone road is accessible. The stone road washed by rain is exceptionally clean. The puddles between the bumps reflect light, reflecting the positive sun.

    The patrolling city guards and eunuchs were busy in silence. There were groups of three or two on both sides of the road, a dozen steps away, piled with corpses sitting or lying with swollen hair.

    Nine out of ten rooms are empty.

    People are like ants.

    Bai Yinyan walked slowly by, and when some of the eunuchs saw her, they bowed silently, then turned back and dragged the body with their companions.

    After walking the entire street, Bai Yinyan realized that he had even relaxed his breathing just now.

    She stopped at the familiar street corner of Wa City and looked up at the sky.

    The blue sky is thousands of miles away.

    After standing for a long time, she heard faint crying in the distance. After listening for a while, Bai Yinyan turned around and asked the maid who was following, and they walked towards it.

    After a heavy rain, the swollen corpses were swept out of the city along with the filth.

    Fu Bainan ordered people to build a temporary huge incineration rack on the outskirts of the city, collect all the corpses of the refugees and burn them, leaving no trace behind, risking all the disgrace in the world.

    The smell of roasting cooked meat spread out from the fire, and accompanied by the cries of the survivors of the epidemic, he turned around and saw Bai Yinyan standing in the distance.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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