A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Chapter 99 The Plague in the Capital...

Time seemed to flow backward, returning to that ancient Central Plains city.

This town, which had once suffered from drought, has finally ushered in vitality and hope.

The drought problem in the city has been properly resolved, and Pei Yunjing knows that his mission here has been completed, so there is not much point in staying any longer.

Therefore, after discussing with He Qiang and others, he decided to lead the silver-armored soldiers on their journey back to the capital.

They packed their belongings methodically, carefully loading each precious item into the carriage, the most eye-catching of which was the magnificent phoenix bronze mirror.

With everything prepared, the group stepped out of the county government office.

Just then, a scene unfolded before their eyes that moved everyone present.

The streets were packed with disaster victims who came to see him off. Their faces were full of gratitude, and they all knelt down.

Jiusheng, standing in the crowd, held his younger sister's small hand tightly, his eyes filled with tears, and said in a trembling voice:

"Sixth Prince, this was all organized voluntarily by us common people from the bottom of our hearts! If it weren't for your great help these past few days, we would probably have starved to death on the streets long ago!"

At this point, Jiusheng forcefully pulled his sister down to kneel down and kowtowed deeply to express his boundless gratitude.

He continued, "On behalf of my sister Pearl, the surviving children, and the rescued elderly, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you!"

Upon seeing this, Pei Yunjing quickly stepped forward and gently helped Jiusheng up with both hands.

He smiled gently, looking at Hisaharu, who was about his age, and said softly:

"Please rise quickly. This is my duty as a prince. There is no need for such formality."

Having said that, he slowly turned around, facing the many kneeling people, and raised his voice to say loudly:

"Fellow villagers, please get up quickly! During these days, I, the prince, am also very grateful to you all for your trust and support."

I believe that no matter where we are in the future, we will meet again someday!

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And so, Pei Yunjing, along with Jiusheng and his sister Zhenzhu, boarded the carriage back to the capital.

One month later, on a clear morning, sunlight shone faintly through the clouds, and a long procession, like a winding dragon, slowly moved toward the majestic and towering city gate of the capital.

However, as they drew closer to the city gate, an unusual and heavy atmosphere gradually spread, making Pei Yunjing feel inexplicably uneasy and oppressed.

When the exhausted team finally arrived at the city gate of the capital, the sight before them made everyone gasp in shock.

The once bustling and lively gates of the capital city are now as silent as a dead city.

The city gates were tightly closed, as if shutting out the vitality and hope of the outside world from outside the city walls.

The city gate, which should have been bustling with people and vehicles, is now deserted and desolate.

Various abandoned items were scattered haphazardly on the ground, looking so forlorn without their owner;

Occasionally, a few emaciated stray dogs would wander among them, whimpering softly, adding to the sense of desolation.

On the city wall, squads of patrolling soldiers moved back and forth in neat steps.

Each of them wore a thick cloth mask, revealing only their serious and solemn eyes.

These eyes vigilantly scanned every corner below the city, not missing a single unusual movement.

Not far outside the city, the once bustling market has vanished without a trace.

The streets were deserted, shops with their doors and windows tightly shut, their signs swaying precariously in the wind. A thick layer of dust covered the ground, as if no one had set foot on this land for a long time.

Several hurried passersby walked past the queue, all of them wearing masks to completely cover their faces.

Everyone's steps seemed so hurried, as if they were eager to escape this terrible place.

Their eyes revealed a deep fear and helplessness, as if the shadow of the plague was constantly chasing them, leaving them nowhere to escape.

A makeshift quarantine station was set up on one side of the city gate.

Several medical officers were busy at work, wrapped up from head to toe, with only their eyes showing.

Inside the quarantine station, various kinds of herbs and medicine jars were displayed, and the air was filled with a strong, pungent medicinal smell that made it difficult to breathe.

From time to time, suspected cases are brought in for examination. If obvious symptoms are found, they will be immediately isolated and taken away.

The whole scene was tense yet orderly, but also filled with a heart-wrenching atmosphere.

Pei Yunjing covered his mouth and nose, poking his head out from inside the carriage: "What's going on?"

He Qiang's face changed drastically, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "It seems to be... a plague! This is terrible, Sixth Prince! You must quickly hide in the carriage! A plague has broken out in the capital!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, as if the invisible plague was already close at hand.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around abruptly and shouted to the long line behind him, "Everyone, hurry up! Take out those clothes you don't need and cover your mouths and noses tightly! Don't let your guard down!"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunjing, who had been relatively calm, felt a sudden unease and thought to himself that something was wrong.

His mother hadn't replied to his letters or sent any news during this time. Could it be...?

Thinking about this, he dared not think any further, and a fine layer of sweat involuntarily appeared on his forehead.

Just then, a thought flashed through Pei Yunjing's mind, and he suddenly remembered that among the medicines that Nian Nian's maternal grandfather had sent, there seemed to be items such as alcohol and masks.

He made a quick decision and immediately ordered his men to find all of these things.

At the same time, he hurriedly searched for the relevant instruction manual in his luggage;

That thick stack of papers was densely covered with all sorts of explanatory text.

Pei Yunjing anxiously flipped through the instruction manual in his hand, muttering to himself, "Disinfecting alcohol, for external use only, never ingested."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked eagerly at the crystal-clear jar in front of him.

The jar was filled to the brim with a clear liquid. Without hesitation, he lifted the jar and sprayed it lightly onto his sleeve.

In an instant, a strong, pungent smell of alcohol hit me.

"Quickly, He Qiang, send this alcohol to the checkpoint ahead so the medical officers can use it for disinfection..."

He Qiang, carrying several boxes of alcohol, nodded repeatedly, "Okay! Leave it to me, Sixth Prince, don't worry!" He had just taken his first step when Pei Yunjing called him back again.

"and many more……"