Opposite the entrance hall

Dou Yuanliang's private warehouse occupies more than half of the yard, with the big pagoda tree as the center, it has a square layout, and the soil layer at the four corners is extremely thick. When the shovel falls, you can still hear the sound of knocking on the stone bricks. Sound, the entrance is at the rockery by the pool, which means that the mountains surround the green water and surround the city.

The secret path of the rockery was removed, and it was a somewhat steep staircase, extending straight down to the ground, without a gleam of light underneath, it looked dark and strange and bottomless, a group of people surrounded them with weapons raised, Cui Hao raised his chin, Liu Renxin After receiving the signal, he nodded, walked ahead and turned over, taking every step carefully until his feet landed on the ground. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he turned around and nodded towards the entrance above.

Ji Si and Qi Ran looked at each other, and then they crawled down. There was no light in the cellar, and the stone stairs were steep and smooth. Ji Si was still seriously ill and couldn't lift his limbs. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell straight. He fell straight back and made a subconscious sound from his throat.

At this critical moment, Qi Ran quickly took advantage of his momentum, raised his arms around the man's waist and wrapped him in his arms, and landed firmly, then let go of the man's lowered eyes and asked softly, "Where is the injury?"

The cellar was so dark that it was hard to see clearly, Ji Si wanted to shake his head, but worried that Qi Ran would not see him, so he endured the pain and said in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing."

Du Heng leaned into most of his body, and shouted anxiously to the bottom: "What's the matter, are you injured?"

"It's okay, when you come down, pay attention to your feet." Qi Ran raised his head and said upwards.

When everyone above heard the words, they also supported the wall and came down one after another.

Below is a long and slender corridor that can only accommodate two people side by side. A row of oil lamps are lined up on both sides of the corridor.

Liu Renxin blew out the fire pocket, put it in his pocket and retreated, and said in a deep voice, "Dou Yuanliang's private warehouse is airtight, and it is most suitable for storing grain."

Qi Ran touched the wall of the corridor, his fingertips were stained with white powder, he sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and said in a flat tone: "There is lime mixed in here."

Ji Si raised his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Cui Hao raised his hand and ordered, "Let's go in first."

A group of people lined up and walked inside by the light of the fire.

The corridor wasn't very long, but at the end, it went out of the illuminated range, and the surrounding things gradually darkened, and the walls disappeared. They touched the darkness and lit the oil lamps and saw the things in front of them clearly. This is an empty space. Bags of grain are piled all over the place, and there is a small wooden sign on the mouth of each load of grain, with the year number written on it, and there are dozens of iron boxes in the corner.

Ji Si walked over and opened the box casually, and the white silver in it blinded everyone's eyes, all of them widened their eyes in disbelief.

"This...these dozens of boxes...can't be all silver?" Liu Renxin asked, pointing to the remaining unopened boxes, "I've never seen so much silver in my life, it can't be fake. ?”

Naturally no one answered his words.

Du Heng circled around the grain, opened the iron box again, glanced at it, and looked away without much interest, and said softly: "It seems that Dou Yuanliang's entire net worth since he served as the governor of Xiangzhou is here. It really is three years. Qing Zhifu, one hundred thousand snowflake silver."

"What about these coins?" Cui Hao asked with a frown.

"Carry them all up," Qi Ran narrowed his eyes and said, "Giving virtue."

With hundreds of thousands of dans of grain and dozens of boxes of jewelry and silver, it took the Longxi chief envoy two hours to move Dou Yuanliang's private treasury. It lasted until the middle of the night before it gradually quieted down.

The lights in Xiangzhou city were gradually turned off, and everything fell into a dream, and even the wind blowing was much softer, for fear of disturbing others.

The lights in the Dou Mansion were still on, and the lights in a small courtyard in Yuxi Lane were also on. The wick of the oil lamp swayed up and down in the breeze, and the flickering light and shadow were imprinted in the courtyard through the window lattice, illuminating the area. world.

In the room, Cen Yulou was sitting in front of the table with his draped clothes on. He didn't wear a crown, only a cloth belt was loosely tied behind his head, and a few strands of hair slipped through the net and he pulled them behind his ears.

There are so many ancient medical books piled up on and off the table that there is nowhere to find a place to stay.

Cen Yulou covered his lips with his hands and yawned, then propped himself up and hammered his sore neck, and stretched his limbs backwards vigorously. The wick jumped a few times, and gradually dimmed. The wick of the lamp was picked up, and the tongue of flame jumped up again.

He exhaled foul breath, and just about to continue to open the medical book in front of him, he suddenly heard the ravings coming from the side. Hearing the sound, he looked around and saw the very sweet first day of the junior high school who was lying on two benches. He was a little dumbfounded, and then got up Carefully avoiding the books on the ground, he tore off the robe behind his spleen and gently covered the young man.

"Mmm... sir..." Rubbing his eyes, Chuyi looked at the person in front of him sleepily, and slowly sat up.

"It's cold at night, go to bed and sleep." Cen Yulou put his clothes back and said.

"Why did I fall asleep?" Chu frowned, scratching the back of his head and muttering, "I'm not sleepy anymore, sir, go to sleep."

"No, I'll read the book again."

Chu looked at the medical books on the ground behind him, raised his head and said: "When I came back from the governor's mansion that day, my husband has been looking up medical books, I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, if I go on like this, my body will not be able to bear it anymore. .”

"It's okay," Cen Yulou sat back and continued to flip through the book without raising his head, "Go to bed first, I'll go to rest after reading this."

"That's what you said yesterday. When I got up to chop wood this morning, the lights in your room were still on." Sitting cross-legged on a chair on the first day of the new year, he looked at the man reading under the oil lamp with his hands on his chin, " When I went to set up a stall on the street today, I heard people say that the city is going to be closed, sir, is there really an epidemic in Xiangzhou?"

Cen Yulou flicked the book for a moment, but he didn't want to hide it from him. He turned the page, nodded and said, "Yes."

Hearing this, on the first day of the junior high school, he quickly jumped up from the chair, jumped over the pile of books and came over, and said anxiously: "Then let's pack up and go, I read in medical books and files that the disease is contagious. If you go up, you have to die. Now that the city is closed, it is even more troublesome. I know there is a small road to get out of the city. Let’s go before the chaos. It’s safest to leave the city.”

He did what he said, and as soon as he turned around to tidy up, he was pulled back. Cen Yulou knocked the boy on the head with a book, gave him a hard look and said displeasedly: "How did you teach you in the past?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, his face drooped, his shoulders loosened, and he tilted his head and said angrily: "The above is to treat the illness of the monarch and relatives, and the next is to save the poor and the poor. The doctor is benevolent, and everything is equal. For the foundation of medicine, to save the people."

"Well," Cen Yulou let go of his hand and continued to flip through the book, "It's good that you don't forget."

"Alas!" The first day of the junior high school sighed, and then lay down on the table and said weakly: "Sir, earlier we said that the flood in Xiangzhou would not go away, and a bunch of people in the refugee camp were crowded together. When there is an epidemic, the government doesn’t believe it, and neither do other people. Er Mazi next door also said that you are a charlatan, a Mongolian doctor, just to cheat money. When he smashed our stall, no one spoke for us. Everyone gathered around to watch the show for fear of causing trouble. , We still see a doctor for them when they suffer from headaches and brain fever on weekdays. As for that silly son of Granny Zhao at the small street, does he take less than our medicine? Money, not even enough money for firewood. Later, she went around saying that you had no conscience in collecting money and not treating the disease, which made her son's condition worse and worse. Why do we have to care about this kind of people? Maybe they will catch the disease It was their own fault."

Cen Yulou turned his head slightly, and carefully chose his words, "Does Xiaohu's grandma give you a steaming sesame cake every time she sees you? Last time it rained, the roof leaked. Did Uncle Niu replace it?" Let's mend, as long as the vegetables from Sangu's field are cooked, they have to be sent in a basket, and Miss Tweety at the end of the street, which one of our torn clothes was not mended by her?"

"It's obvious that someone has taken a fancy to you." Chu muttered in a low voice.

"Huh?" Cen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

On the first day of junior high school, he covered his mouth with a smile and kept silent.

"Whether it is good or evil is another person's business. Doing good or evil is what one does. When you look at the world with evil, the herbal tea is hard to drink, the ice and snow are cold to the bone, and there is suffering everywhere; Heart spleen, ice and snow produce cold plums, then there will be no suffering everywhere," Cen Yulou said: "There is an epidemic in Xiangzhou. The disease is never judged by good people or bad people. Anyone who is infected will die, and the bad people are naturally hateful. But the good people are so innocent, I only want to save Xiangzhou."

"Save Xiangzhou?" On the first day of junior high school, he had only a half-knowledge, as if he understood it, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he didn't understand it so thoroughly.

"I didn't understand it when I was your age, but I'll understand later, so go to sleep."

"I'm here with sir."

Cen Yulou gave him a playful look but didn't say much, just lowered his head and continued to read. After finishing a book, a cock crowed outside, and fell asleep on the table again on the first day of the new year. He put on the boy's clothes and got up Pushing the door open, the light in the room spilled out, illuminating a small area.

It was not yet clear outside, and the cool breeze blew on people's faces, causing a shiver. Cen Yulou let out a breath into his palms, rubbed his hands, and looked up at the sky.

Day is coming.

The crowing of the rooster was exceptionally loud, resounding through the sky one after another, and the day still didn't fully light up in the end.

Ji Si worked half the night before he could fall asleep, when he heard a rapid knock on the door outside the house, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes sleepily, then he pulled his shoes and walked to the door, not even bothering to put on his clothes Then he opened the door, the outside was dimly lit, with little visibility, Qi Ran stood outside the door with a dignified expression, his clothes messed up as if he had come in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his appearance, Ji Si's heart tightened, and he knew something serious happened.

"Someone died." Qi Ran frowned.

Ji Si didn't make a sound, waiting for his follow-up.

Qi Ran said word by word: "It's not the people in the prison cells and refugee camps, but the people in the city."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Si looked at the dark sky outside the house, and his mind was full of thoughts.

This is troublesome.

A group of people rushed to the entrance of the small street with lanterns.

Cui Hao got up in a hurry, he didn't even dress neatly, and asked while tying his belt, "What's going on?"

The police officer from the Xiangzhou government office who came to pass the news rushed up, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "This man was a watchman in the city. I walked over and saw that the man twitched twice and then lost his breath, so he reported it immediately, and when he got down, he had already had people surround the place to prevent others from approaching."

Du Heng asked with a complicated expression: "Do you use realgar to wet the veil to cover your mouth and nose?"

"Cover it up, yesterday when the brother of the chief envoy came to deliver the message, the yamen ordered it to go down. People who met people with fever and cough were cautious and did not dare to touch them."

Ji Si and Qi Ran didn't make a sound, they walked very fast, when they arrived at the entrance of the small street, there were a lot of police officers, and some people who heard the commotion and ran out to watch the commotion, all of them looked curiously at each other. Looking at the corpse, pointing and gossiping about something.

A tinge of whiteness rose from the sky, and people who came to watch the excitement one after another, filled the surrounding area with water. Qi Ran's eyes froze, his face was a little irritable, and the evil spirit in his body was not concealed at all, and he was no longer the same as before. Duanfang Ruya raised his hand and commanded loudly: "Let the idlers stay away, why are you all surrounded here, go find a doctor! Move faster!"

While talking, he took a handkerchief soaked in realgar from the soldier to cover his mouth and nose, and pushed through the crowd to walk in. Seeing this, Ji Si also took the handkerchief and followed, but at this moment Qi Ran stopped his pace suddenly. Turning around, he sternly said: "You are still sick, just stand where you are and don't move."

Ji Si was taken aback by the violence in Qi Ran's eyebrows, as if he had seen his gentle and refined appearance for so long that he forgot the hostility in his bones, and could only watch Qi Ran squeezed into the crowd.

The sky gradually brightened, and there were more and more people around, all kinds of voices were discussing, and the tone was brisk without a trace of fear.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more troublesome, they had no choice but to transport the corpse back.

People from the government office were evacuated one after another, and the corpses were also taken away. This excitement was nothing to watch, and the onlookers could only disperse unhappy, but the death at the small street became the topic of discussion this morning. Whether it is street stalls or restaurants and teahouses, it can be heard everywhere.

"Old Wu, just heard that someone died at Xiaojiekou this morning?"

"Isn't that right? I went to join in the fun. You didn't see that appearance. It was scary. His face was purple and blue, and his eyes were so wide that they were almost bulging out." A look of horror.

"I heard people said that when the man died, he had fever and convulsions all over his body. It's not a strange disease!" Other people in the restaurant also added to the topic.

"Speaking of strange illnesses, I am dissatisfied with everyone saying that I have inside information. I heard from my brother who works in the yamen yesterday. It is not a strange thing. Guess what it is?"

Others urged: "What is it?"

The person who spoke first lowered his voice, and said in a mysterious way: "This disease is actually an epidemic disease. If you contract it, you will die."

"impossible."

"That's right, we in Xiangzhou have never had a plague before!"

The others looked shocked.

"I've also heard that there is a disease everywhere in Xiangzhou. Many people died in refugee camps and prisons. We don't know, because they were all suppressed by the government. What do we know, what can we only know, I also heard that the government closed the city to let us fend for ourselves!" Another person said at this time.

"If it's really a plague and you don't tell it, it's a disregard for human life! Let us fend for ourselves, is there any reason for it!"

"My cousin runs a small business in Lin'an. I heard that the high official sent to our Xiangzhou is a famous treacherous official. He may have been framed by Governor Dou!"

……

The sound spread farther and farther, and the news was like a thunder that was caught off guard, sweeping every corner of Xiangzhou, with a huge momentum, resounding through the world.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Handsome author: [Smoke]

Stupid friend: What's wrong with you?

Handsome author: [Smoke] I'm exhausted, I can't think of a small theater, I'm a waste

Stupid and cute gay friend: [Rolls eyes] As I said, you used to have a talent, you have always been a waste.

Handsome Author:  …

Tips:

At the top, it treats the diseases of the emperor and relatives, and at the bottom, it is to save the poor and the poor. The doctor is benevolent, and everything is equal.

original:

It is strange that people living in the world today have not paid attention to medicine and studied alchemy. The first is to cure the diseases of the emperor and relatives, the second is to save the poor and the poor, and the middle is to protect the body and live long, so as to support their lives.

Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases Original Preface by Zhang Zhongjing in the Eastern Han Dynasty

ps: The power of public opinion is always useful, hey, wronged my son again!I owe to clean up!