Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 90 Some people live in high halls and ignore life and death, and some people walk in various places to cure diseases and relieve disasters!
Fanyang County, Sheriff's Mansion.

The prefect Wei Hui, who was dressed in a loose uniform and sleeves, welcomed a distinguished guest today.

From the land of the capital, a famous Confucian of a generation who is well-known throughout the world. He worked with Zheng Gong, Cai Gong and other celebrities to sort out Confucian classics, and set up 46 pieces of Lu Zhi in the Taixue Palace.

This gentleman was born in Fan Yang, not to mention his own achievements, but his family is extremely prominent. Compared with him, he, the sheriff of a remote place, naturally has to be careful in serving him.

Even if he is now in Pingyang and is at home, it is not something he can offend at will.

Waiting in front of the threshold, watching the carriage slowly come to a stop, and a figure walked out of it, Wei Hui couldn't help but feel refreshed:
"Lu Gong, please come in quickly!"

With a warm smile on his face, the black-clothed sheriff hurried forward to greet him again and again.

After Lu Zhi got off the car, he saw Wei Hui full of enthusiasm at a glance.

"Make you polite."

"It's annoying."

The scribe in casual clothes, abiding by etiquette, responded gently.

Afterwards, the two chatted and laughed, then entered the Sheriff's Mansion, walked through a corridor, and sat down in the guest room.

The attendants on both sides had been waiting for a long time, poured warm tea with fragrance, and placed it in front of the two of them, then bowed back and stood outside the threshold, waiting for orders.

"Lu Gong, I've been looking forward to it day and night, so I have invited you here."

"Wei Hui has admired Lord Lu's name for a long time since he took up the position of the governor of Fanyang County. It is a great fortune to be able to sit and discuss with the Lord today, and it should be a big confession!"

The Fanyang County Sheriff kept his posture very low. Seeing this, Lu Zhi gave a wry smile:
"Wei Shijun is serious. The relegated person returns to his hometown to teach. How can he deserve this respect? You and I can only be friends of the same generation."

"If it continues like this, it will only make me more restrained."

"I can't, I can't."

He waved his hand, picked up the tea and took a sip:
"Wei Shijun invited me here today, but because of my nephew Julu?"

After talking about the business, the smile on Wei Hui's face gradually became serious, and after coughing twice, he also replied:

"Lu Gong is really astute, and he can see what I think at a glance."

"That's right, today I just want to ask Duke Lu, is that young man named Zhang Julu really a disciple of Duke Zheng?"

"What this son has done, if he is not from a noble family, but also worshiped under the great Confucianism, it is hard not to arouse suspicion."

In Wei Hui's words, there was some meaning of questioning.

In the past six months, there has been an upsurge in the southern part of Youzhou, especially in Fanyang County and its subordinate counties.

There is a young boy who, under the banner of curing diseases and saving diseases, has traveled all over the counties and counties in this huge Youzhou.

Every time I go to a county, I stay for three days, and only use talismans to perform free consultations for ordinary people who have nowhere to seek medical treatment.

In the past half a year, it even saved tens of thousands of people, big and small.

Now in the vast territory of Youzhou, if you ask the people at the bottom, they may not know who the governor of Youzhou is, or who the county magistrate is.

But once the great virtuous teacher Zhang Julu is mentioned, almost everyone knows it, everyone knows it.

Moreover, this son is also intentionally recruiting disciples, conferring martial arts and talismans, and teaching them carefully.

Up to now, there are young people who practice talismans and qi refining techniques wearing yellow scarves, and in the surrounding area, in the name of a great virtuous teacher, imitate his actions and treat common people's diseases.

Although the effect is not as good as that of his teacher, it is also quite effective. It can be seen that it is already a small achievement.

From all these points of view, this Taiping sect may only have a foundation at the moment, but anyone with knowledge can see that in the long run, this sect and this giant deer will surely become a big success.

It's fine if you're doing it the right way.

But if something bad idea comes up
That's their dereliction of duty.

Before Wei Hui, it was not unheard of the wind that Lu Zhi released.

But helplessly, the movement made by this son was too loud.

Therefore, the question he asked today not only represented himself, but also the thoughts of the following county guards, and even the governor.

Facing his implicit question, Lu Zhi was calm, and immediately replied affirmatively:

"This makes you feel at ease."

"From the time Zhang Julu joined Zheng Xiu's school to the time he became a teacher and traveled around the world, I have seen most of Zhang Julu's education journey, and I think I know a little about his lifelong aspirations."

"This is a child who has the world in mind and has a sincere heart. Although I don't know that he has the art of alchemy, but this child's attainment of the Five Classics is the No. 1 in the Imperial Academy of the same generation."

"With such qualifications, even if you become a general in the future, it may not be impossible!"

"Therefore, he will not have any schemes as the envoy and many adults think."

"On this point, I can guarantee it with Zheng Gong, so you can rest assured."

Lu Zhi held the teacup, and spoke in a leisurely manner, which did not seem to be fake.

After hearing his words, Wei Hui nodded slightly.

"Since you can get Lu Gong's endorsement like this, there should be no difference."

"I heard that this son was born in a noble family. He is the son of the Zhang family in Dangyang, Jizhou. He is also from a famous family, and he also worshiped under the Confucian family. It seems that this move is also to seek for himself a qualification for promotion."

"Then let him develop on his own. After his reputation spreads widely, I will sell him some more face and recommend his achievements to the court to give him a bright future."

"After all, the gentry in the world belong to one family!"

Wei Hui let go of a concern, and then casually mentioned it while talking and laughing.

Because in his heart, Ji Qiu's behavior alone cannot constitute any wrongdoing, this time it was just to verify with Lu Zhi.

The Great Yan has been in the world for four hundred years, how can it be shaken by idlers.

From his point of view, this kid showed his kindness to the common people at the bottom. He just wanted to gain a good reputation.

What's more, he has worked tirelessly for half a year, but he has added a lot of achievements to himself, almost as good as what he picked up for nothing, which really made Wei Hui very happy.

What's the harm in having a good family background and having a famous teacher instead of leaving a friendship?

Hearing Wei Hui's words, Lu Zhi had a strange face and did not respond.

"Is that really the case?"

The scribe thought to himself, shook his head slightly, and didn't comment.

At least from his point of view, this nephew Julu is probably not what Wei Hui said, but really cares about the world.

Based on this point alone, how many scholars are not as good as it!
The two have different thoughts, but on the surface, they still maintain the demeanor of the nobles, chatting about some elegant scriptures.

Just talking.

However, the chief secretary in the county guard's mansion was silent, walked up to the hall, leaned against Wei Hui, and handed over a letter.

And Wei Hui, who was chatting with Lu Zhi with a smile on his face, had an expression of happiness at first, but after reading the letter, his expression turned down at that time, and he even smashed his teacup on the table heavily angrily, splashing There was tea.

Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows.

What could make a well-mannered sheriff show such an expression?

Feeling a little strange in his heart, he immediately asked:
"What happened to Mr. Wei that made you feel so heavy?"

Hearing Lu Zhi's question, Wei Hui realized that his behavior was inappropriate, so his face was a little ugly and he said:
"There was a major epidemic in the east of Fanyang County. In just three days, civilians rushed to spread the disease. It has reached an unstoppable level."

"It is roughly estimated that tens of thousands of civilians have suffered, and it is still spreading. Not only that, but the surrounding areas of Youzhou also seem to have a tendency to spread!"

"This"

Since the death of the first emperor, the world of the Great Yan Dynasty has experienced a small disaster every three years and a major disaster every five years. In recent days, it has become more frequent.

Now there is a situation in Youzhou, and it is unknown how many people will die because of it.

Thinking of this, Wei Hui couldn't help being upset, so he waved his hand and called the master to tell him:

"Tell the county magistrates below to treat these infected civilians as refugees, drive them together as soon as possible, build a temporary nest outside the city, let them fend for themselves, and don't let the situation continue to spread!"

"Those who dare to disobey will be suppressed and killed with force, so as to make a warning to others!"

"This matter is no small matter. According to the situation in previous years, if it is not contained in time, it is estimated that it will spread more widely."

"If you're almost dead, just burn them all up and cremate them all, so as to avoid future troubles!"

Hearing that Wei Hui gave an order mercilessly after hesitating, Lu Zhi couldn't help frowning:

"Wei Shijun, let the tens of thousands of lives be left to fend for themselves, without saving them?"

"They are also the people of Dayan, isn't this too ruthless?"

Hearing that the scribe seemed to have unbearable thoughts, Wei Hui frowned, and sighed helplessly:
"I know what the Duke thinks, but if there is another way, the county guard is not willing."

"In the past, if these spreading diseases were not dealt with in time, more people would die in the end, and there was even a tendency to spread to a state."

"And the news spread, among those doctors and doctors, who is not afraid of death, and dares to treat diseases and save lives? Not to mention whether they can save lives, it is estimated that no one is willing to go just to go."

"Martial arts and literary masters are also helpless about this, as for the foreign alchemists."

Wei Hui snorted coldly:
"Those people in the mountains may have a way, but most of them are self-sufficient and arrogant, and they don't even care about the family, let alone the common people."

"Especially the Tongyou Road in Youzhou. As far as the crooked ways they cultivate, it's not bad if they don't cause trouble. If you count on them, it's better to ask the county guard to deal with it personally!"

"By the way, Mr. Lu, let's write a book first, and restrain your nephew who is holding the banner of peace. I think he is young, so don't be dazzled by the actions of helping the world in recent days, and don't take the disease. Seriously."

"He may be fine with his practice, but how many people can he save? Instead of wasting time, it's better to continue spreading the word in another place."

"Looks like I can't have a chat with you today. In the future, I will definitely come to the door in person to apologize for you."

Standing up from his seat, Wei Hui apologized, and wanted to leave in a hurry with the chief secretary in his county guard's mansion.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi was slightly silent, and didn't say anything more.

Standing in Wei Hui's seat, what he did was right.

If you were someone else, you might not be able to do better.

So after a long talk, with twists and turns, the two met and ended in a hurry.

And the other side.

In the inner room of the courtyard, Ji Qiu looked at a child who was no more than seven or eight years old in front of him, with a soft expression on his face.

"A Ping, the talisman is not drawn like this."

"Infuse your aura, and then go like this. Continue like this to the end, don't stop, like this, a spiritual talisman that can save a person's life is considered complete."

Ji Qiu raised his finger and waved the aura, separated the imperial talisman, then used his finger dipped in cinnabar as a brush to connect the lines of a disease-dispelling talisman, and finally injected the aura, all done in one go.

The childish boy on the side watched obediently, his eyes sparkling, and after seeing the talisman painted in the air, he clapped his palms again and again, exclaiming:
"Mister is amazing!"

The aura overflowed, and he put the talisman in his hand, Ji Qiu handed it to the child with a smile, and said:

"It's not that great. You kid can do it in the future, and you can do it even better."

"But before that, one must cultivate well and not be stubborn, do you understand?"

There was a bit of sternness in Ji Qiu's words.

Seeing this, the fair-complexioned boy in commoner clothes immediately nodded obediently:
"Okay sir, Ah Ping understands."

Seeing this, Ji Qiu smiled and said nothing, patted his little head, with imperceptible surprise in his eyes.

【Zhang Taiping】

[8 years old: Both parents died, and he died of hunger and cold in the autumn at the end of the alley. 】

The child had no name at all.

Zhang Taiping's name was given to him by Ji Qiu, and the name Taiping is enough to tell that Ji Qiu has high hopes for him.

Logically speaking, this son should have died, but Ji Qiu accidentally saved his life, and seeing his pity later, he was afraid that he would die in the streets, so he was accepted as a disciple.

It was an unintentional move, even if he didn't have the aptitude to refine qi, Ji Qiu would arrange for him to exercise and practice martial arts, and he would not let him starve to death.

But who would have thought that this child's aptitude was extremely monstrous, and his sense of venting his qi in one day ranked first among the thirty or so qi refining disciples, and far surpassed others!

Ji Qiu is undoubtedly knowledgeable.

He could tell at a glance that this kid had the aptitude to be comparable to Zhao Zhenzhen and Su Qixiu's natural Taoism!
Immediately, he realized that he had found a treasure this time.

Although I don't know what his talent is, but I think it should be a short-cut body, with the appearance of a saint!

"Heaven has pity on him, bestowing such a talent, but it's a pity that he has no destiny to become enlightened."

"But you met me in this life, it was a chance."

"Just ask me to reverse this fate for you, and see how far you can go with your future creation."

Looking at this fair-skinned child from a poor family at all, Ji Qiu thought to himself.

pat!

Just when he was teaching Zhang Taiping.

The door was pushed open, and then a dark-skinned young man hurried in. It was Montenegro who had excelled in martial arts before.

As soon as he saw Ji Qiu, he said loudly:

"Sir, what you ordered to pay attention to before has happened!"

"And the situation seems to be very bad, you look!"

While talking, the boy handed the letter to Ji Qiu.

After receiving the letter, Ji Qiu only glanced at it to know what was going on.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh.

What should happen, can't be avoided after all, even if he has given alms in advance, but this epidemic is completely illogical, it happened as soon as it said it happened, and it is impossible to prevent.

"Hopefully it can be contained."

Doing as the Romans do, the young man who took off his brocade clothes and only wore a jute shirt put away the letter, his eyes showed seriousness, and he forcibly pulled himself together.

He is going to save these people.

Perhaps the princes above the court, and perhaps the high-ranking officials of Youzhou County, no one cares about the life and death of the grassroots.

Because that is just the number of weeds that will grow again after one crop is cut.

But come to think of it, after all, someone will care.

For example, themselves.

(End of this chapter)