Infinite Disaster Survival

Wen Zheng was a little surprised, but more of a sudden realization that his guess was settled. No wonder the second master always avoided him on purpose.

The clan leader looked at Wen Zheng with a guilty look in his eyes. He pulled Wen Zheng to question the second son about the cause and effect. But when he really talked about it, the chill in his heart leaked out from his teeth: "... Your parents are miserable. They don't have that luck. They angered the noble..."

Noble?

At this moment, Wen Zheng almost guessed most of the story. In ancient times, especially at the end of the dynasty with such a corrupt bureaucracy, how could the fate of ordinary people be considered fate.

The clan leader slowly told the story, telling how the original body's parents happily went to the county town to visit their children who were going to school, but on the way there, they somehow caught the attention of the noble, and finally the couple ended up falling into the water and dying.

"Where did this noble come from?" Wen Zheng asked. There was no hatred on his face, but the cold light in his eyes was frightening. "

"After receiving the news in the county government, Lao Er realized something was wrong. Before he could ask any more questions, the county magistrate found him and used silver to keep him quiet. Lao Er had never seen the so-called nobleman. He only knew that he had left the county when the incident happened."

"Dashan, I know you are upset, but the nobleman has disappeared. Even if you find him, you might lose your life?" After the clan leader finished speaking, he persuaded Wen Zheng again and took out the silver he asked Lao Er for from his body, which was supposed to compensate Wen Zheng. As soon as he handed the things over, he met Wen Zheng's eyes and couldn't say the next words.

"The nobleman is a human being like us. Why are they noble and we are humble? I learned when I was in school that the saints said that the people are more important than the king. Without the labor of the farmers, there would be no food and drink for the so-called nobles. Looking at the changes of dynasties in history, it was mostly peasant uprisings that led to the fall of dynasties. At that time, how was their life different from that of ordinary people. "

Wen Zheng did not have very profound thoughts. He was just an ordinary person before entering the many disaster worlds. However, after more than 20 years of red education in modern times and the glory of the country in many modern disaster worlds, he knew what the right path should be.

Because he realized that there were big problems in ancient times, he had too many accumulated emotions that he wanted to vent when the epidemic spread. Now he did not want to continue to suppress them. He had to do something in this chaotic world.

Some ideas are difficult to accept quickly even if they are right. At least the patriarch looked at Wen Zheng with a much more complicated look. He could not understand how the life of a farmer could be compared with that of a nobleman, but he heard the opposite meaning from Wen Zheng's words.

This child cannot be left behind.

Thinking of the strangeness that Wen Zheng had shown for more than half a year, the patriarch He couldn't help but ponder in his heart, but he was afraid of bringing trouble to the tribe.

He stuffed the silver he got back from the second brother to Wen Zheng, and secretly took out the silver he had hidden to make up for the missing money. This was the life-saving money of Wen Zheng's parents, and it depended on how far he could help Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng disappeared after he left, and no one except the tribe leader knew that he had come back. Over time, everyone assumed that something had happened to Wen Zheng after he went into the mountains.

Only the tribe leader and a few people had read the booklet left by Wen Zheng when he left. Relying on the contents in it, they led the tribe to avoid several disasters, and there was still a glimmer of hope that Wen Zheng was still alive.

After leaving the tribe again, Wen Zheng first wrote the prescription for treating the epidemic on paper, cloth and even leaves and distributed it. He even made up a few ballads and sang them secretly at night in a different voice.

There are two kinds of prescriptions passed out, one can To cure the epidemic, several rare herbs are needed, and there is also one that can relieve the symptoms of the patient. The herbs are relatively common and easy to find.

The first choice for delivering the prescription is to block the area where the people with the epidemic are. The patients there are forgotten by the government. After hearing or seeing the prescription, there are always people who want to try it unwillingly. As long as it works on one person, the rest will try it.

The government does not care about the life and death of people with the epidemic. Sending soldiers to guard is just to prevent them from running around. The officers and soldiers are afraid of being infected and hide far away. They only know the prescription at the end.

Capture the recovered people as quickly as possible for interrogation. After confirming that the prescription is effective, quickly boil it out and give it to people who cannot have problems. At the same time, send people to investigate the source of the prescription. If he can solve the epidemic, he must be an amazing doctor and needs to be caught as soon as possible. Come back to treat people.

However, those forgotten patients did not make a sound after they found the prescription useful. When the government found it, it was too late. They were locked inside for an unknown period of time, and in the end, they could not even find out where the prescription first appeared.

The prefect paced anxiously in the study, cursing that the famous doctors invited into the mansion were just in name only, and thinking about how to avoid losing the black hat on his head. He simply found someone to take the title of researching the prescription and report it to the court. Anyway, the prescription was in hand, and the evidence was easy to make. It would be better to take this credit first.

Wen Zheng had already left the scope of this prefecture city and entered Yangning Prefecture City, where the Wen family was originally located.

Yangning Prefecture first suffered a flood, with many casualties, and then there was a subsequent outbreak of the epidemic. Therefore, in terms of the severity of the epidemic, Yangning Prefecture needed a more effective prescription for treatment.

Secondly, the original body's parents had an incident in the county town. To understand the situation at that time, we had to go back to the original place to find some clues.

When the Wen family left, Yangning City was first hit by a flood, and then faced the arrival of the rebels. The rebels were showing a crushing momentum. After Wen Zheng entered Yangning City, he found out that the rebels had already occupied Yangning City, but unfortunately encountered an epidemic and drought, and their steps came to a standstill.

Wen Zheng, who had just entered Yangning City for two days, had extraordinary hearing and "accidentally" heard other people's conversations again. He noticed that even though the rebels had not expanded, they still occupied Yangning City and were not suppressed or expelled.

Maybe the court did not take them seriously and thought that the rebels would destroy themselves and did not spend a lot of effort to suppress them, but the bigger reason was probably that this group of rebels could not only fight, but also govern.

Before, the Wen family migrated to avoid the flood and had never dealt with the rebels. At that time, they only heard that they were a mob, but now they found that they were wrong.

The outermost areas of Yangning Prefecture were still under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and the way they treated patients was similar to that of the city next door. However, after entering the area occupied by the rebels, they found that there was a big difference, and the closer they got to the city, the more different it was.

Wen Zheng's curiosity about the rebels grew.

Walking from the periphery to the center, he first saw that although those suffering from the epidemic were blocked within a certain range, they were treated by doctors and were given meals as much as possible every day. Although they were all coarse grains and dried vegetables, they were at least freshly made every day. This was the normal way for the imperial court to deal with the plague.

Going closer to the city, the farmers who were not infected with the disease, under the organization of the rebels, found highlands that had not been flooded for too long, and temporarily reclaimed them for emergency farming.

Although the farmers were a little afraid of the rebels, they were not afraid. Although they did not understand, they still followed the instructions of the rebels to pay attention to cleanliness and diet in daily life to avoid contracting the epidemic.

Every day, there are rebels with grass rings tied on their arms, beating gongs, repeating things to pay attention to, and occasionally looking at the booklet in their hands.

With dark and rough skin, dressed like an ordinary farmer, bent over and lowered his head, he looked more than ten years older than he actually was. He walked by the field with envy and was soon noticed.

"Where are you from?" He asked in a slow voice.

Wen Zheng made up a story with a hoarse voice, saying that he was separated from his family during the flood, and later there were epidemics everywhere and he had nowhere to go. He heard that the rebels were good to ordinary people, and thinking about his scattered family, he simply came back to find a way to make a living.

"You are right to come back. Tell me your name and where your home is, how many people are in your family, and what your name is. I can help you find more news about your family in the future." The rebels looked at Wen Zheng, especially his neck and wrists, and let down their guard after seeing clearly.

Wen Zheng thanked him and asked in a low voice, "Sir, what did you say when you struck the gong just now?"

"You don't have to call me Sir. I used to be a farmer digging for food in the fields like you. Just call me Wang Da. You heard it clearly. This is the epidemic prevention method passed down by the leader of our rebel army. Although it can't cure the epidemic, it is already a great merit to prevent the spread." The soldier said it with admiration.

As he said that, the booklet in the soldier's hand was lowered, and the content on it appeared in front of Wen Zheng.

It is estimated that the literacy rate in ancient times was too low. In addition to the text, most of the books on the booklet are hand-painted paintings, showing this knowledge in the paintings.

What surprised Wen Zheng was that the paintings on it were clearly the painting method that would only be seen in modern times.