Linhai County.
Yongning County.
The more you lack, the more you call it. This is the same as the name of someone. Yongning County also represents some simple hope, but this hope is often contrary to your wishes.
After summer comes, it continues to rain in Linhai, and Yongning is no exception.
Perhaps it was a typhoon that had hooked up with a mountain torrent, or it was a typhoon that had been tangled up with a typhoon. Anyway, it was light rain at the beginning, it was heavy rain later, and then it was heavy rain. Even if it stopped for a few days, it would continue to rain soon.
Perhaps for later generations, if it rains too much, it will only cause the air to become wet and the items will become moldy, but for the current Han people, continuous heavy rain will be disasters.
flood.
The kind of flood that makes people desperate.
Zhuanghe is planted in the fields, but the water in the fields is full. Zhuanghe is soaked in the water, and people are also soaked in the water. The family is pouring water out of the fields, but people are bitter and pouring a spoonful of them. God smiled and poured a basin into it.
If you pull the ridges and release water, it may be simple, but it is even worse, because not all soil is suitable for farming, and as the water flows, blindly releasing water will take away the soil above Zhuanghe, and then Zhuanghe will fall down...
The most terrible problem is not this.
Instead, I have made countless efforts and worked hard day and night, but I still can't protect anything.
I watched the water rise little by little, and watched the hopes of the whole family rot in the fields, just like my body and soul also rot in the water.
After having enough fun, God shook his legs, tied his belt, and took away the clouds.
The sun has come out again, but the summer temperature is baking, coupled with the extreme humidity on the ground, breaking the order of everything.
Several major counties in Linhai County took the lead in closing the city gates and rejecting all refugees.
That's right, usually these people are the people, and when they encounter disasters, these people become refugees.
The notice is also very simple. Refugees are not allowed to enter the city maliciously, which will undermine Yongning's stability and unity.
The affected people instinctively gathered together to seek help, "Please be kind to the master, and he can't survive!"
The gentry and gentry living in Yongning County were furious, "Who told you to walk around? This is a malicious departure from your hometown, disobeying management, and resisting orders!"
The people cried, "We just want to live..."
The official roared, "You have disobeyed the order!"
At the beginning, officials went out of the city to coax, but soon, as more and more people were affected, officials stopped coming out and allowed refugees to gather outside the city. They just closed the city gate, and then sent quick horses to Wujun to ask for support.
Under the city wall, the people cried everywhere, and officials stood on the city wall.
Some officials said soft words and coaxed him, "It's hard for us, you must understand us! We are also doing things for others, right? We understand your mood, but you must understand our difficulties too! We have reported it, but we have not seen that we have reported it, and we have followed the process, very quickly, we are following the process! You must understand, you have to understand, it's hard for you, it's hard for us, it's hard for us!"
Some officials were vicious and cursed, "Who dares to cause trouble?! Arrest! Are you going to cause trouble? Or are you? Who is impatient? Stand up! I represent the Lord of Jiangdong, the Han general is talking to you! Who wants to cause trouble?! Don't think we dare not do it! All give me some tips! Be honest!"
The people are at a loss.
The officials looked around and left, and went to a place where the people could not see it.
He blushed and exclaimed, "It's finally worth it!"
"Go away, drink!" The white-faced laughed, "The mob, just settle whatever you want!"
The sun is lazily sunny.
One day, two days...
The world is wet.
Three days, four days...
The items are moldy.
Plant root rot.
Humans and animals are sick.
The plague smiled gloomyly and quietly appeared.
The officials and gentry in Yongning County were even more chaotic. They could coax the people and scare the Qianshou, but they could not coax the plague and the illness. After the first person fell ill, everyone knew that something was going to happen, but not everyone's reaction was consistent.
The people only want to live, while the officials and gentry are afraid of death.
The city gates were closed more and more tightly, and even the original temporary woodcutting inside and outside the city was forbidden.
The food prices rose and they were out of stock soon.
You can't buy a grain of rice or a grain of wheat.
The refugees outside the city began to get sick one after another, then vomited and had diarrhea, infecting more people, and the plague began to spread.
With the invasion of water, woodcutting was banned, which means that raising fire in the city is an expensive thing. Ordinary people began to drink raw water directly, and their illnesses began to appear in the city soon...
"What should I do?" The official shook his hands and stamped his feet, "Is there no news about the lord yet?"
"That's that fast! It will take at least ten days!"
『Ten days!』
『It's over...』
Only at this time did these officials feel that this process might not be a good thing.
The squire shrank, like a turtle shrank its head into a thick shell, and the high walls and courtyard were its turtle shell.
Fortunately, some people are still standing up to do things.
At this time, Ge Zuo stood up.
Of course, it was not just Ge Zuo who stood up.
Before Ge Zuo arrived at Yongning City, several Taoist priests or monks who claimed to be gods and Buddhas had already arrived.
These Taoist priests who arrived earlier, as well as monks, painted talismans and practiced the same way, while claiming that this was a monster that was causing trouble and that the people would believe in their religion so that they could avoid disasters.
At the beginning, these Taoist monks and monks were very popular, but soon these guys disappeared and disappeared.
It was under such circumstances that Ge Zuo arrived in Yongning County.
He just wore a Taoist robe of God from five directions, without any talisman water, but a bamboo basket of herbs.
Ge Zuo stood under the city wall and asked to open the city gate.
With his life as a guarantee, he cooked herbs and let a sick person in the city drink it.
The patient's symptoms of diarrhea stopped.
Only then did Ge Zuo gain freedom, and some officials were willing to obey Ge Zuo's arrangements.
Clean up and bury dirt and drink raw water.
Sprinkle lime to create an isolation area.
Ge Zuo found that these things should have been very ordinary in Chang'an. Anyone who has been to Chang'an and who has lived in the refugee camp of the Cavalry may understand. No one knows about them in Linhai Yongning.
Could it be that these people have never heard of the plague?
Ge Zuo didn't ask, but he speculated that it was probably the officials from Yongning who thought the plague would come here?
Ge Zuo also suggested that the officials in Yongning should come forward to discuss with the gentry and borrow food to provide disaster relief.
That's right, borrowed.
The public warehouse cannot be said to be empty, but it is not much better. It only has a layer of appearance on the surface. What else has been stolen and sold out by officials from previous and subsequent offices.
The current official jumped and scolded his ex, his face turned red and his mouth flew everywhere. The more ugly the scolding was, the more ugly it would be.
Ge Zuo ignored a word.
If nothing happened, wouldn’t these officials continue to sell?
Perhaps it was because he felt that Ge Zuo was indeed capable, or because the officials were so anxious that the officials were red, or for some other reason, the gentry in Yongning took out some Chen Mi from the warehouse, and the black-haired and yellow-haired Chen Mi and lent it to the government for disaster relief.
The current official wrote an IOU readily.
He was familiar with this matter with just one hand.
The seal of Yongning County Magistrate was stamped.
His name was not written on the IOU, but only the Yongning County Magistrate.
No matter what, no matter whether the old grain is yellow or black, we can set up a porridge shed, and then let the victims exchange their labor for porridge, which has promoted the prevention and control of plague in the refugee areas outside the city.
Ge Zuo knew that in fact, these gentry members in Jiangdong were somewhat wary of him. After all, the Yellow Turbans used talisman water to help the people after the disaster, and then gathered a large number of believers...
So Ge Zuo was very cautious. He almost never mentioned any Taoism in his daily life, nor taught preaching or teaching any talismans and talismans. He just saved the victims.
Of course, Ge Zuo can do this, on the one hand, Ge Zuo does have some medical skills. He collects herbs and boils soup to save people, which has certain therapeutic effects, rather than making talismans and talismans with ease.
On the other hand, Ge Zuo had some reputation among the fields before. Many farmers knew him and knew that a Taoist priest who knew Zhuang He was traveling around. Not only would he guide them for free on how to farm, but he even went to the fields to work together.
Therefore, in Yongning, Ge Zuo practiced medical treatment and helped patients for free, and gradually gained the reputation of "living immortals". Not only were refugees, but also many of the gentry, soldiers, yamen runners and other senators in Yongning City received his help and respected him very much.
Ge Zuo was wearing a shabby Taoist robe of the Five Gods, walking among the refugees. The refugees around him often greeted him and he nodded slightly to the salute.
"My child took the medicine of a living god, and he stopped diarrhea..." A ragged, black and dirty woman bowed to Ge Zuo and kowtowed to thank him, "Living god... Thank you... Thank you...
Ge Zuo nodded, "Since the diarrhea has stopped, it will be a little more vitality... Remember, adults and children should no longer drink raw water. They must be boiled before they can be drunk. The utensils must be clean. The dirty clothes should be washed quickly..."
Ge Zuo carefully instructed the woman, then looked at the woman's expression and felt that she was not infected, so he found a few medicinal herbs from the bamboo basket beside him and told him how to use it. The prescription walked over with the woman's thanks.
He often encounters such things back and forth.
He was very careful when he was treating medical treatment. When he was treating the disease, he only talked about the condition, neither exaggerated nor sensationalized, but he did not preach much doctrine, at most he would say "Infinite Five Directions Heavenly Lord" when he said hello.
He and the victims drank the wild vegetables and porridge cooked by Chenmi, and then treated them for treatment.
The herbs in the bamboo basket decreased little by little, and then disaster victims collected new herbs from the mountains and fields to deliver them.
The Taoist boy who followed Ge Zuo also tried his best to help.
Ge Zuota took three or four children, as Taoist children, and as helpers.
If it were later generations, some "chivalrous people" would stand up to criticize Ge Zuo for abuse of children. But in fact, if Ge Zuo did not allow these Taoist children to do things, it would make these Taoist children panic and even want to die...
Because among the refugees, if there is really nothing to eat, then the child's meat is the most popular.
Fortunately, there are still some wild vegetable bark now.
There are also some old grains from the squire.
In the face of natural disasters, if someone has nothing to do, it means that he is useless, he will not get food, and he will have no way to live.
No matter whether it is male or female or young.
The day passed quickly and when the sun began to set west, Ge Zuo walked back.
Ge Zuo lives in a dilapidated mountain temple outside Yongning City. He goes to the porridge shed at the city of Yongning every day to treat patients, but in the evening, he will leave the porridge shed at the city of Yongning and go to the mountain temple.
Most refugees would dig soil nests and build straw sheds under Yongning City.
Perhaps it is because the city under Yongning is closer to the porridge shed, or perhaps the city wall can bring them more hope. But some refugees gathered at this mountain temple.
This mountain temple was in ruins. It used to be a beggar. Later, when the plague came, even the beggar could not survive, leaving only refugees who were even more beggars.
After the flood, the temperature rises quickly, and the dead livestock and people rot under the temperature, polluting all water sources. This is the fundamental reason for this Yongning plague. Therefore, in fact, the mountain temple living on the hill will be far away from low-lying and wet places, and it will naturally be safer.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! When Ge Zuo arrived at the mountain gate, many victims rose up to welcome him, and some refugees presented some wild fruits and wild vegetables they picked in the mountain to Ge Zuo.
Although they suffered floods, for these refugees, they can still find some food at the moment, because there are still some wild vegetables and fruits in the surrounding mountains and forests. However, in autumn, the plants dry up, and the farmlands that were flooded by water mostly had no harvest. At that time...
However, we must first survive the present and then discuss other things.
A small Taoist boy ran out of the inner courtyard and came to greet Ge Zuo.
"Master..." The little Taoist boy saluted respectfully, and then saluted the older child beside Ge Zuo, "Big Brother, Second Brother..."
The open space in the inner courtyard was filled with various medicinal materials, as well as some bamboo racks for drying medicinal materials, guillotines for cutting medicine, stone mortars for pounding medicine, clay pots for boiling medicine, wood for burning fire, etc. There was only a small path in the middle that could barely settle down.
Another slightly older Taoist boy was sorting out her medicinal materials in the yard. These Taoist boys who followed Ge Zuo were all teenagers in their teens, the youngest was less than ten years old. Their parents and relatives died in disasters, or were separated. It was Ge Zuo who rescued them from the tragic situation of starving to death or being eaten, and then gave them food and rest and recuperation, so that they could escape from the brink of death.
Ge Zuo looked at the medicinal materials being processed and nodded, "Very good, just do this... Those who are sunburned must also be turned over, otherwise they will not be completely sunburned..."
"By the way, Qingfeng..." Ge Zuo said before entering the room, "Take them and see how many medicinal materials they recognize..."
The Taoist boy around every Taoist priest is called Qingfeng Mingyue, and Ge Zuo is no exception.
Listening to the sound of the children arguing outside to identify the medicinal materials, Ge Zuo smiled slightly and entered the inner room. Then he climbed up the shelf agilely, then took a wooden box from the beam of the room.
Ge Zuo took out a paper and pen from the wooden box, and a special can of ink. Because it was useless for a long time, the special ink had dried up a little. He added a little water, then slightly dissolved it, and then dipped it in a brush and quickly wrote it on a piece of paper.
The letter was written to General Fei Qian of the Cavalry.
Thanks to the growing trade in Guanzhong, paper has gradually become popular and the prices are no longer frighteningly high.
Ge Zuo felt that the plague near Yongning might spread, and might even affect the entire Linhai County. He wanted to know if the General Fei Qian of the Cavalry had any arrangements and whether to use this plague to do something. Of course, Ge Zuo also hoped to get some support from General Fei Qian.
After all, the one who can protect Ge Zuo now is his false reputation. The few Taoist children around him can use it to make medicinal materials and decoct medicine, but in other aspects...
He blew the written letter, then picked up another brush, dipped it in some normal ink, and wrote some irrelevant things on the paper, just like an ordinary letter to home.
After a while, the earliest words written gradually faded away, leaving only the ink words written later.
Ge Zuo put away the letter and put the wooden box back on the beam.
He is going to go into Yongning City tomorrow to send a letter, and take the most normal way to ask the postmen at the post station to help transfer.
In the face of the plague, in panic, I sent a letter to my family or relatives and friends. What's the problem?
Even if you are dismantled and viewed, and do not know how to show hidden writing, you can only see a letter from home that is ordinary to report peace.
After all, people who practice Taoism do not pop up from the cracks in the stone, but also have brothers, sisters, relatives and friends.
Although this transmission method may be lost halfway and is not the fastest way, it is better to be simple. As long as you are not lost halfway, it will basically be delivered to a large commercial market outside Wujun City...
As long as you arrive at that market, there are a lot of people and many merchants. You don’t have to go through the city gate to check, so it’s natural to convey information or something.
Now Yongning is unstable and there are disasters in the sea. If it is used slightly, it will inevitably lead to another chaos in Jiangdong.
Although Ge Zuo couldn't bear it, this was the responsibility of Youwensi.
He must report it, and as for how to use it, it will be decided by the cavalry.
Chapter completed!