Ming Dynasty Strategy Notes [Transmigration Book]

"Old man," Zhu Chun stepped forward, took the old man by his arm and said, "I'm taking the liberty to visit, I really heard the crying and mourning here, and we, the scholars, worship the sages of Confucius and Mencius, so we really can't just sit idly by."

"Thank you, sir, for your concern." The old man looked Zhu Chun up and down, and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. Today is the anniversary of my wife's death. It just so happens that my grandson is seriously ill and is about to die, so the whole family is a little sad. That's all."

Zhu Chun looked around the house. Although the furnishings in this house are not as magnificent as those of a big family, they have everything one should expect. There are even blue and white porcelain vases and other things. In such a family, if the grandson gets sick, can't it be cured with all the efforts of the whole family? ?

Zhu Chun said: "May I ask what kind of incurable disease your grandson has?"

The old man sighed: "Anyway, it can't be cured, so you don't have to ask."

When the old man said this, the three became even more suspicious.Xia Ziling stepped forward and asked, "Old man, I come from a medical family and know some medical principles. May I see your grandson?"

"Thank you son, Xiaosun is already ignoring medicine and stones, so don't worry about it."

"..." Xia Ziling was very speechless. Ordinary old people love their grandchildren very much. As long as there is a chance, they should not give up. Why does this grandpa hide his illness and avoid medical treatment?

At this time, a young woman stood up hesitantly and said: "Father, how about..." The old man had many scruples, but it is impossible for a mother to let her son die. Presumably this woman is the child's mother Bar.

But as soon as the woman opened her mouth, she was interrupted by the middle-aged man who opened the door just now, "Hui Niang, stop talking, no one can save us!"

"..." Is this really so difficult?Can't even look at it?

Everyone stood in a stalemate for a few seconds before Zhu Chun said, "Zi Ling, since it's so inconvenient for them, how about you leave your silver taels for them, and we'll just say goodbye."

...Zi Ling?What is this called?Xia Ziling was taken aback by Zhu Chun's name. Modern people often remove their surnames to express intimacy, but the ancients seem to call it this way from time to time, right?But this is not the time to struggle with addressing, Xia Ziling immediately took out the money bag from his arms when he heard the words, and was about to hand it over.

No, but the old man refused. "Thank you, son, for your concern. Our family is not short of money."

Hearing this, Xia Ziling felt even more strange. The family was secretive, and it was obvious that there was something ulterior.So, he asked: "The old man has no scruples. I just want to see your grandson and leave. I don't ask about other things. The child's illness is nothing more than a cold, a rash, etc., and it is not difficult to treat. I am afraid that before It's a misdiagnosis by a quack doctor, let me take another look, so what's the point?"

The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but the young woman rushed forward and dragged Xia Ziling into the house.While walking, he said: "I don't care what you, a cruel father, think, but I will not give up if there is a glimmer of hope!"

The middle-aged man was anxious and angry, his eyes turned red immediately and he wanted to rush up, but the old man sighed, put his hand on his son's hand, and said: "Forget it, let her go, Mother Hui is not feeling well either."

Xia Ziling went into the back room, and saw a five or six-year-old boy lying on the bed, as thin as a stick, and he was only breathing out but not in.There were many red sores on the boy's face and exposed hands, some of which were broken and pus-filled. It seemed that he had been ill for a long time.

Xia Ziling felt the pulse. In fact, the child just got sick wind, that is, modern urticaria. Although it is not curable, taking some medicines can relieve it, and it will not be fatal.

"Ma'am, what your son is suffering from is wind and itching. It is recorded in "Qian Jin Fang" that it is treated with common medicines such as Citrus aurantium, chrysanthemum, Cnidium, and Fangfeng. Even if it cannot be cured, it can be restrained. It's a sign, why did it take so long?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he rushed forward with red eyes and shouted: "It's the same as what the doctor said before, knowing that there is no way to save you, you insist on torturing, this time it's okay, are you satisfied?!"

When Hui Niang heard it, tears came down: "You are cruel, well, anyway, Qing'er is gone, and I will not live anymore, I am not afraid, I will explain everything clearly today!"

"Hui Niang, are you crazy?" The middle-aged man and the old man looked terrified, and wanted to come up and pull Hui Niang, but Mu Sheng and Zhu Chun knew that this woman was going to tell the story of the Central Plains. Keep this grandfather and father in check, and if other members of his family want to enter the house, they will not be able to pass these two door gods.

Hui Niang knelt down in front of Xia Ziling with a plop, and cried, "Master, it's not only that we don't want to heal the child, but that the medicinal materials in the capital are in short supply. My son's disease consumes a lot of medicine. I bought some earlier and used more later. , Exceeding the limit stipulated by the government, even if you have money, you can’t buy medicine, so you can only procrastinate to this point.”

"Young Master, I don't think the three of you are like ordinary people. If there is a way to save my son, even if I sacrifice my life, I will be willing."

"There is a shortage of medicinal materials in Zhongdu?" Zhu Chun asked with a frown.Zhongdu seems to be very prosperous, and there are many medicine shops in the city. How can there be a shortage of medicinal materials?

Now that Madam Hui had said it, she obviously broke the pot and continued, "My lord, it's not just that the medicinal materials are in short supply, ordinary households actually can't even get enough to eat, and it's not uncommon for people to starve to death."

When Zhu Chun heard this, his complexion became even worse.He was born in a heavenly family and has always had enough food and clothing.It is now the 19th year of Hongwu. After 19 years of Hongwu Emperor's hard work, I thought that the Ming Dynasty was already prosperous and prosperous. It was the first private patrol in micro-services. The place I went was a big city like Zhongdu, but I heard that there were starvation deaths Things about people are simply far beyond his imagination.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law had already said everything, letting her talk nonsense would lead to bad things, so he sighed and said: "Forget it, three young masters come with me to the main room. You are outsiders, and I will send you to the central capital." Let me explain to you in detail."

The three sat down in the main room, and the old man began to talk.It turns out that this family moved here from Jiangnan in the second year of Hongwu.In the second year of Hongwu, when Emperor Hongwu began to build the central capital, in order to turn the poorly populated Huaixi land into a prosperous city, he settled the giant households in the south of the Yangtze River to Fengyang and prohibited them from migrating.

In this way, the population of Fengyang is relatively rich, worthy of that magnificent palace, but various problems of incompatibility between people and the environment also follow.The formation of a city requires conditions such as fertile land, abundant water, and convenient transportation. Coupled with a century of accumulation, it is formed naturally.Emperor Hongwu wanted to build a metropolis by himself, which was completely beyond the carrying capacity of the natural environment. The continuous natural disasters and the lack of harvest in Zhongdu are the punishments from nature.

"Sirs, it is because of a catchphrase that has been popular in Zhongdu in the past few years-'Three years of bad water and three years of drought, and three years of locust plagues'. The starving death mentioned by my daughter-in-law just now is extremely rare, but the people can't eat it. It’s true that life is full, but it’s hard.”

After the old man finished this concluding sentence, Zhu Chun's expression became very ugly.After a long time, he asked, "As you said, why did we see the people living and working in peace and contentment and the fields full of vitality when we went to Zhongdu for a few days?"

The old man sighed, "My lord, from time to time there are superior officials in the central capital to inspect, and I heard that even the emperor and prince will come here from time to time, so the living expenses of the people in the city are guaranteed, and the farmland is divided into places. Even if there is a severe drought, the government will send people to fetch well water for irrigation, but for people like us, the fields are allocated to the side of the mountain, anyway, the inspecting officials can’t see it, so it doesn’t matter.”

According to the old man, the prosperity of Central Capital is just a superficial phenomenon.Although this statement cannot be fully believed and has yet to be verified, Xia Ziling feels that it is at least partly true. In such a remote suburb, the three of them came here today at will, and it is really unlikely that someone deliberately arranged this scene .

Xia Ziling saw that Zhu Chun stopped asking questions, and the old man had almost finished speaking, so he took the initiative to say: "Old man, thank you for telling us about the situation in Zhongdu. We will try our best to find a solution for your grandson's illness. If we can buy medicinal materials , it will be delivered tomorrow, if you bother me for a long time, let's take our leave now."

"There is no need to force the medicine or not, everything has its own destiny," the old man paused and said with sadness in his eyes, "However, please don't reveal what I just said, the patriarch just warned me a few days ago , there are noble people visiting recently, so don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, please don't worry, old man." After Xia Ziling finished speaking, regardless of the old man's refusal, he insisted on leaving a few ingots of broken silver before leaving.