The World of Yellow Sky

"Wenhe, deploy another twenty soft-sail ships, and build two more fleets."

At least two fleets are needed to ensure that they can reach the Americas and return to the country to the greatest extent, and these people need to be extremely loyal to the country.

"I will personally assign the commander of the fleet and the crew of the flagship, and you only need to arrange the sailors of the remaining ships."

Threats at sea often come not from nature, but sometimes from the seafarers on board.

Xu An already had a plan in mind, he was going to transfer personnel from Tengxiangwei and Yellow Angels to lead the fleet, all the crew members of the flagship were appointed as confidantes, and at the same time all the armor and weapons were concentrated on the flagship, Prevent possible rebellion to the greatest extent.

Time flies, like a white horse passing by, but three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

From the first year of Zhongping (184) to now, 14 years have passed.

The time in the past was like a dream, and Xu An's memory was even a little vague.

Just like when we set out for the expedition, it was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, and wild flowers bloomed on the grass on both sides of the road.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu An couldn't help looking at the chain bag hanging on the saddle.

The chain bag was bulging and looked quite heavy, and it was full of letters.

Those letters were all sent from Chang'an, more precisely, from Wang Yi.

After he and Wang Yi got married in Liangzhou, because they had to deal with various affairs and traveled around, they had always been together less and more often. The two of them were actually together for only three or four months.

Even when he was in Chang'an, he was busy until late every day, and he rarely had time to rest.

That is to say, after returning to Chang'an after conquering Yizhou, Xu You and Jia Xu became more and more proficient in governing, so he finally had some free time.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, disasters and wars followed one after another, and there was no time to spare.

When he left home, Wang Yi had just given birth not long ago, and before he even had time to name his son, he had to hastily stepped on the saddle of his war horse and left Chang'an.

It has been three years since I left.

In the past three years, Chang'an has undergone rapid changes, and Wang Yi wrote him a letter to tell him.

Back in Southern Xinjiang, Wang Yi wrote him a letter with some complaints, but now there is no complaint in the letter he sent, and she has been able to understand some things.

When he left Chang'an, his son was still in his infancy, but now he is walking and talking.

Xu An boarded a slightly higher mound, reined in his horse, and had a panoramic view of the scene above the official road.

Countless generals dressed in yellow clothes and wearing yellow scarves walked on the official road. Their fighting spirit was high and full of vigor, even compared with the rising sun in the east, their momentum was not weak at all. .

"The flowers on Moshang bloom, but they can return slowly..."

King Qian Wusu didn't know the book, but he sent his wife a letter saying: "The flowers on Moshang are blooming, and they can return slowly."

It's just a few words, but the posture is infinite. Even if a literati writes, it can't be surpassed.

Although there are only a few words, they are sincere and nuanced.

Words read the gentleman, warm it in the city.For what period?Hu Ran I miss it.

Some people are destined not to be able to set foot on the road back to their hometown in person.

Although the country is settled, many soldiers who followed him from Chang'an City on that day will never see this peaceful world again.

Casualties have never been avoided in war, and some sacrifices are necessary sacrifices.

This world is a world of great struggle, the strong will be strong, and the weak will perish.

This has been the case from ancient times to the present.

Domestic turmoil has been quelled, but it does not mean that there will be no more chaos and wars in the world.

Forging a sword into a plow is the source of disaster. Although the world is peaceful, if you forget the battle, you will be in danger.

Chapter 9 and nine are changing with each passing day

"Mencius·Liang Huiwang [-]": "Eat the pot of pulp to welcome the king's teacher."

Zhang Zhongjing learned this sentence on bamboo slips when he was very young, and it comes from "Mencius".

But after witnessing the epidemic of the epidemic and the impact of the war, he saw the bloody battlefield with his own eyes.

Bandits are like combing, soldiers are like shavings, and officials are like shaving.

The people fear bandits as they fear wolves, officers and soldiers as they fear tigers.

Ordinary people rarely have food in their homes, and they need to plan carefully to survive a year, how can they give it away?

The so-called feeding pots and pulp to welcome the master is nothing but a false scene created by those aristocratic families.

The so-called common people did not refer to the common people, but to the powerful families.

Those common people, Guishou, were not even treated as "human beings".

During these days in Nanyang County, he was used to seeing his family broken up, his wife and children separated...

The world is like this, the general trend is like this, he is just a doctor, and he has no power to change the current situation.

He can heal the chronic diseases of the human body, but he can't cure this chaotic world.

The people he worked so hard to save did not die of disease, but of poverty.

The wheels rolled over the road, causing the carriage to shake slowly. Zhang Zhongjing was used to such bumps.

He was sitting on the carriage to Chang'an, he agreed to Xu An's request and went to Chang'an.

The army spent a huge amount of food, grass, money and food every day, so Xu An naturally chose the nearest road, starting from Chen Dutong, passing through Guangcheng and Yin Que, and heading to Chang'an from Luoyang area.

Zhang Zhongjing first went to Nanyang to pack his luggage, and then went to Chang'an through Wuguan via Nanyang with his clan members.

Along the way, Zhang Zhongjing also let him see what it means to eat a pot of pulp to welcome the master.

Along the way, they met a lot of common people, and many people brought food to the army guarding them. Although those people were dressed in plain clothes, they were willing to bring food to them.

And the Ming army did not accept what was almost available.

It seems that because of the discipline of the army, it is not allowed to take any items, otherwise it will be punished.

But even if they tried their best to refuse, there was nothing they could do. They rested in a station for one night, and the next day they found that a large number of things sent by the people were piled up outside the station.

In the end, these things could not find their owners, so they could only be left to the station.

Because the epidemic has not been eliminated, he originally wanted to stay in Nanyang County, but Xu An's persuasion made him change his mind.

The epidemic is prevalent, and the top priority now is isolation first, and then prevention and control.

There are many doctors in Taipingdao Medical College. These doctors are good at surgery, but they are not good at how to treat diseases.

He handed over his knowledge to those doctors so that he could help the patients suffering from the disease to the greatest extent.

What Xu An said was indeed correct. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Zhongjing decided to go to Chang'an after weighing the pros and cons repeatedly.

But after going to Chang'an, he didn't stay in Chang'an all the time. He agreed with Xu An that he would take the next batch of students to the epidemic area.

Today's typhoid epidemic, he can only treat some early symptoms. Compared with the prescriptions in Hua Tuo's hands, although they are more perfect, they cannot cure all typhoid fever, let alone those weird plagues.

He has no idea how to treat many symptoms, and they are all under research. He has only written less than a quarter of his "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", and it is far from the end of the book. There are many things to study.

The more you understand the epidemic, the more powerless you will feel in your heart.

Prescribing the right medicine is only a few words, but the difficulty in it is extremely difficult.

Sitting in the comfortable carriage all the way, Zhang Zhongjing's mind remained in Nanyang.

Xu An sent people to move his clan and family to Chang'an, where they were no longer troubled by the epidemic.

Zhang Zhongjing sighed, his clan can take refuge, but those ordinary people in Nanyang County cannot escape.

However, compared to when the Han court ruled, the situation in Nanyang County is much better now.

Those who are sick are no longer abandoned casually, and there are full-time doctors to treat them and stabilize their condition as much as possible.

Thinking of the epidemic, Zhang Zhongjing recalled those doctors in Taipingdao.

The clothes of those doctors were completely different from those of other people. Those doctors were all dressed in white, with white caps covering their hair, and covering their faces with white scarves to completely cover them.

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Those white scarves that cover the face seem to be called "masks". The outer layer is woven from gauze, and there seem to be other things inside, which Zhang Zhongjing doesn't know.

It is said that the mask can prevent evil spirits from entering the body, and the outermost layer of gauze is said to be made of cotton, and that cotton Zhang Zhongjing has never heard of or seen.

After those Taipingdao doctors came into contact with the patients, they would take off their clothes and put them in a large pot to boil them to get rid of the evil. It seems to be called "disinfection".

There are too many novel things in Taiping Road, which he has never known, which also made Zhang Zhongjing a little curious about Chang'an.

Everything that came into view outside the window was emerald green, Zhang Zhongjing's eyes moved slightly, he hadn't seen that patch of emerald green for a long time.

From the fifth year of Zhongping, after Emperor Ling passed away, almost everything he saw was withered and yellow, full of devastation.

Epidemics, wars, military disasters, and banditry came one after another, making people terrified and trembling. Even in the cities, they felt uneasy and could not sleep.

Nanyang County has been left behind by them, and the team has passed Wuguan and entered the original Sili, now Zhongzhou.

The fertile soil in Guanzhong, along both sides of the road are stretches of farmland, and the farmland is densely planted with crops.

Zhang Zhongjing also saw many novel things among the farmland, such as the kind of house built by the river, and the narration of the house has a big rotating wheel.

I heard Hua Tuo say that the house built by the river is called "mill", and the big rotating wheel is driven by the water flow, called a waterwheel.

The waterwheel can not only transport river water to irrigate the farmland, but also can be used as power to replace manpower and animal power to grind grain and make food.

There are also all kinds of strange things that he has never understood.

The smoke and dust billowed, and a high wall was built, and the place where armored soldiers lined up on the high wall was not a city, but a workshop.

I heard that the workshop is full of craftsmen, and there are markets, lifangs, and schools inside. Zhang Zhongjing thinks it is more appropriate to call it a city than a workshop.

All the way from Chendu through Nanyang County, the road is uneven, and the carriage is always extremely bumpy on the road, even if the cushions are placed in the carriage, it is quite painful.

When it rains, the roads are muddy and even difficult to walk on. Many times we have to suspend the march and find a place to station.

Along the way, he saw a large number of workers repairing the road. This situation seems to be called "cash for work".

Although Zhang Zhongjing is not very proficient in handling government affairs, he has a keen feeling that relief with work is indeed much better than pure food relief.

Pure food relief, although it consumes less money and food, after all, it only needs to maintain life, but it also consumes a lot of energy to manage the refugees. There are also tyrannical people among the refugees. They dare not resist the government, but they dare to bully others. refugees.

It is not easy to be a refugee, and it is difficult to be a disaster victim. This is what Zhang Zhongjing has seen.

These refugees have no livelihood and can only wait for the famine and epidemic to pass.

Even if there is government relief, there are not many people who can survive.

However, the work-for-relief implemented in Taipingdao is not the case. The refugees and disaster victims are divided into teams, and Taipingdao dispatches officials to personally manage them, and dispatches soldiers to supervise the teams to maintain order.

Ordinary workers can get a certain amount of wages every day, and they can also eat food. Those who work more get more, and those who work less get less.

Those green-skinned rascals wanted to mess around, and after being punished a few times for stealing and cheating, they became as obedient as sheep.

The soldiers of Taiping Road seem to hate these people very much, and they don't pretend to be serious about them. On the contrary, they have completely different attitudes towards those ordinary workers who are kind and pleasant, and have completely different attitudes from those of ordinary aristocratic families.

These green-skinned rascals are actually thugs recruited by ordinary powerful families, and some dirty work is handed over to them.

The reason why Zhang Zhongjing knew this was because the Zhang family also had some connection with some green-skinned rascals.

After entering Wuguan, the roads passed by became incomparably flat and open. The roads were paved with fine gravel, which was extremely gentle. Sitting on the carriage did not feel much bumps at all, and in some places even Paved with large blocks of blue bricks.

Although no one told Zhang Zhongjing, but Zhang Zhongjing knew that most of this was due to the work-for-relief.

But the amount of money and food consumed in it is probably huge, Zhang Zhongjing frowned slightly, the road is a huge problem.

Repairing roads and building new roads require a lot of money. Originally, the state collected free corvees and only needed to supply food and grass, which could not keep the country's roads in good condition.

Now the road under Ming Ting's rule is obviously a new construction, which costs a lot of money. It may be because of the wealth accumulated by the aristocratic family for hundreds of years.

But if you want to maintain good road conditions in the future, you will inevitably spend a lot of money every year.

How can the country afford such consumption, and it is impossible for this money to fall from the sky and be born for nothing.

Chapter 9: This is the World of the Common People

The summer in the fifth year of the Ming Dynasty (198) was extremely hot. There were many heat stroke patients in various places, and doctors in various places were quite busy.

Many places have also seized the business opportunities and set up herbal tea stalls, selling some crude tea to quench their thirst.

Speaking of it, this tea is a rare and precious thing that only the rich and powerful can afford to drink. Even the rough tea is difficult for ordinary people. After all, tea ceremony culture is difficult to learn and tedious.

But the contemporary Daojun invented a new way of drinking tea, which has become popular throughout the Ming Dynasty in a short period of time.