"Where's your dad?"

"Zheng Xidi was captured and died as a soldier."

"...Where is your mother?"

"My mother is dead, she died of hunger..."

"Where's your homeland?"

"When dad dies, he becomes someone else's."

"!!! Who dares to annex land?"

"He is from the official's family."

"…………"

A thin child was devouring dry food and pancakes. His Majesty the Emperor had conquered Xi Di for many years, and the corvee labor was heavy. Coupled with the rampant plague, it was not uncommon for people from such a family to be carrying a wooden stick and wearing a baize.

The face of the young Taoist priest in Taoist robes dimmed.

Seeing that the child was obviously very hungry but still had half of the food left, Qiang smiled to himself and said:

"Why don't you eat?"

The child carefully stuffed the pancake into his arms and said:

"Mom said, it's better to stay hungry for the next meal than to starve to death after having a full meal."

His voice paused, and he was a little confused, but my mother left food for every meal, and she still starved to death. This shows that what my mother said was not quite right. But my mother starved to death, and he was still alive. What my mother said seemed to be true.

right.

I was starving, I had no warmth, I couldn't talk anymore, my hands were cold.

My mother, who could carry her everywhere, was covered with a thin straw mat when she fell down.

When the child said these words, the young Taoist's lips trembled, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face. The two Taoists next to him were silent and speechless. There was also a tall middle-aged man with an angry face and punched the child heavily.

On the nearby tree, the big tree was broken and broken.

There was some pity in the child's eyes.

That's a willow tree. The bark of the willow tree tastes pretty good, and the buds that have just grown out are also delicious.

After the discount, you won’t be able to eat it anymore.

The young Taoist priest rubbed the child's head in silence and asked, "What is your name?"

The child replied: "Shuigouzi."

The young Taoist priest asked: "...What is this name?"

The child said: "Mom said, we people with cheap names are more likely to survive."

The young Taoist was silent for a moment. He sighed and looked at each other with his two younger brothers and the recaptured bandit. When the child was sleeping, they talked in a low voice. He didn't know how to treat this child. It couldn't be like this.

Leave him alone, but you can't take him with you.

Today, there is a big epidemic, and Jizhou is particularly hit hard. They and their group plan to go to Jizhou to treat the people there. A child is not in good health. If he goes to that kind of place, he may die of serious illness in just a few days. They discussed it.

Next, even if the middle-aged man objected, he still left the child in the home of a common people who had been kind to them.

Then he divided half of the copper coins he had on him.

Let that person watch the child.

Then the group of people headed to Jizhou, but they didn't expect that after resting in the wild for a night, they would find the child again the next day, looking disgraced and chasing after them like a stubborn little beast. The middle-aged man...

For once, he ignored her and rushed over to pick up the child.

Zhang Jiao looked at the child, opened his mouth, and said: "The place we are going to is very dangerous..."

The child said seriously: "If I follow you, I can eat."

Zhang Jiao was speechless. He wanted to say that even if he stayed, he would have something to eat, but he looked at the child's eyes.

He didn't know how to explain it.

The middle-aged man lifted the child up, looked at it, and suddenly shouted: "You boy, why is all the money I gave you gone? How come you only have these big cakes left?!" He stretched out his big hand.

, I only found a few cakes from the child's arms. The child laughed and held up the cakes preciously:

"You can eat this, and you won't starve to death."

The voice paused: "Mom said, never starve to death..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but could only sigh and curse. The emperor conquered Xidi and the court was extravagant, so the taxes were extremely high. Zhang Jiao reached out and touched the young child's hair and said:

"Then just follow me..."

"Do you remember your last name?"

The child shook his head in a bachelor manner, which made the middle-aged man feel helpless and angry. Zhang Jiao smiled and said: "The surname is very important to the people of China, I can't give it to you casually."

Yes, but the name can be changed."

"A ditch is a place where water is stored. The place where water is stored will not be destroyed for thousands of years, which is a deep water."

"How about you become Yuan?"

The child didn't know anything and just nodded blankly. The big man laughed and put the young child on his shoulders. When the whole court ignored the epidemic in Jizhou, Zhang Jiao took his brother

and the believers walked into this place of plague.

As the situation changed, a Taoist priest named Zhang Jiao used medicinal herbs and talismans to treat the plague. However, officials ridiculed him as using witchcraft and it was useless to confuse the people. However, at that time, plague and typhoid fever were regarded as a fatal disease.

, the court sealed off the typhoid fever area, but he went in the opposite direction.

Someone asked him what he was doing for, fame or profit.

This young Taoist priest always smiles and talks about healing illnesses and saving lives.

really……

In the eyes of the aristocratic family, risking death for just a few common people is indeed a stupid person. At present, the worries of relatives and eunuchs are the big things on the minds of ministers. Famous officials such as Lu Zhi and Wang Yun are all worried about the fate of the Han Dynasty.

, loyal on the outside and inside, full of emotion.

I am worried that the current emperor is young and will be deceived by the eunuchs and relatives, and I am worried about how to revive the Han Dynasty.

The young Taoist healed these seriously ill people and relieved their resentment, telling them that the Dragon Veins of the Han Dynasty was still flourishing and the epidemic was only temporary. When the current emperor eliminated those treacherous ministers and reorganized things, everything would slowly get better.

"If you want to live, as long as you live, you can always see hope."

There were also many people who had lost their parents and came to Zhang Jiao's sect, and he treated them all equally.

As for the child who was named A Yuan, because his body and bones were really weak, he seemed to have had a serious illness when he was young and was born with a defect. He did not receive good care after that. He often coughed. Liu, who was accompanied by Zhang Jiao and the others,

Niu was a strongman who had once been a bandit, and he couldn't stand the sick look of this boy.

I train this brat every day to strengthen his body and bones.

He cursed a lot, but every time after training, he had to find a way to give this kid extra food.

Or go catch a rabbit, or shoot a sparrow, he can always find a variety of food.

This period of time is the happiest time in the memory of the child named A Yuan. He has many playmates and brothers. Uncle A Niu will take him to exercise, let him sit on his shoulders, and carry him everywhere.

I walked around and looked everywhere. Although there was an epidemic, many people were still cured under Zhang Jiao's medical skills.

The old man from the house next door also taught Yuan how to find edible flowers and plants.

Tell him that malt is actually very sweet.

Yuan was a little curious, how could he eat malt when he couldn't even eat wheat?

The old man's eyes would always become very complicated.

A Yuan looked at Liu Niu next to him and said, "Uncle Niu, did I say the wrong thing?"

Liu Niu sighed: "You're right, what's wrong is the way of the world. Those nobles don't care about our life or death. I heard that they sometimes make a banquet, and the meat they throw away can fill a room, and the wine they throw away can fill a room."

There is a tank."

The old man quickly stopped Liu Niu and said, "What are you talking about?"

Then he smiled and touched Yuan's head, pointed to his little pocket, and said:

"It's nothing, just like Mr. Zhang said, how many years have passed since our Han Dynasty, the emperor and nobles must be thinking about how to overcome these difficulties, and everything will be fine by then. Now, I am just saving some wheat.

Seeds, haha, grandpa will teach you how to eat malt."

A Yuan's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

The old man is in a good mood.

Then some time passed, Zhang Jiao successfully cured all the people nearby, and then traveled away from here, treating diseases and saving people along the way. When leaving there, the people sent him far away. Yuan saw the Taoist and laughed,

There are shallow dimples on the cheeks.

Zhang Jiao rubbed his head and said, "As long as you take your time, the world of Han Dynasty will be restored."

But this summer, there was a severe drought, and large tracts of land failed to harvest any crops.

Zhang Jiao's reputation as a wise man even made him followers among officials from aristocratic families. Zhang Jiao and his disciples hurried to a wealthy family to borrow food. The disciples of that wealthy family entertained Zhang Jue grandly. There were all kinds of dishes on the table, and there was even music and music.

With the sound of musical instruments, in such a place, a group of Taoist priests wearing linen clothes looked extremely ugly and eye-catching.

Yuan heard faint laughter.

He felt a little inferior. He lowered his head and saw the dancers wearing gorgeous silks and satins. He looked at his shoes with leaky toes. He felt embarrassed and uncomfortable. He noticed that Senior Brother Tang Zhou next to him stared at the beautiful dancers without blinking.

blink.

The Taoist next to him remained calm and composed.

When I just expressed hope that the family would help the victims, I was pushed back.

Those people began to say something again. The Tianzhu monk translated the Prajna Samadhi Sutra and received a large amount of gold and silver as a reward.

I also heard that in Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty, it was proposed by several high officials that the great sage Cai Yong and others should study "Poems", "Books", "Yi", "Spring and Autumn", "Gongyang Zhuan" and "Rituals".

”, the seven classic books of “The Analects of Confucius” were revised and carved into stone tablets.

There are a total of forty-six steles, carved for a full eight years, from east to west, folded to the south, and then folded to the east. They stand in the east side of the Taixue Lecture Hall in the shape of "Xi". They are covered by roofs and flanked by roofs.

There is a guardrail around it, and every day the descendants of aristocratic families come to watch it, and there are more than a thousand vehicles.

Those who wear silk and satin and look fair-skinned make people feel inferior.

This is the creation and continuation of a cultural context, and is a major event that will last for generations to come.

The merit is immeasurable.

During the banquet, Yuan Qi took a bite of meat and was stunned.

At the end of the banquet, he pulled Zhang Jue's sleeve and said, "Master, Master."

"Is this meat?!"

"It turns out we can eat meat..."

"This is my first time eating it, it tastes so good..."

In the face of many difficulties, the Taoist priest who remained calm and calm, and whose demeanor seemed to be superior to many so-called big shots, suddenly burst into tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, pulled Yuan and said: "We have borrowed food, and we will go to Jizhou now."

…”

……………………

They took the food back to where they were before.

Zhang Jiao's eyes brightened, and he kept going all the way. As for Yuan, who was weak and weak, Liu Niu carried him on his back, and he rushed back without stopping, but he failed to see anyone familiar. The villages, towns, and movies that had been rescued and cured were all there.

The blockbuster became a deserted place.

Zhang Jue hurriedly stopped someone, pointed to the place where the acquaintance lived, and said:

"Excuse me, where is this family?"

The man said numbly: "Ah, Old Man Zhou, he is dead. He died of starvation."

Zhang Jiao opened his mouth: "Here, all these people..."

The visitor said: "Yes, he will starve to death."

"There is no harvest this year, and the taxes for the court have increased again. His Majesty the Emperor seems to be building a garden, and there are some stone monuments to be built. It's all money, so of course he has to collect money. The food has been robbed. If you don't have anything to eat, you have to go hungry.

It's just right to die of starvation, and the land can be taken away..."

The young Taoist stumbled back and suddenly felt dizzy.

The people he saved from typhoid fever died of hunger, but how much wine and meat were thrown away by the wealthy families every day? How many were given to the Buddhist monks and the great sages to compile documents?

Every word in the context of the prosperous age refers to a person who died of starvation or died on the battlefield of Xidi.

A Yuan found the old man's house, which was empty.

He took out the rancid meat from under his sleeve and gently placed it in front of the threshold.

Squatting in front of this house.

"grandfather……"

"Actually, it's not just malt."

"The meat is also sweet."

"Also, actually we can eat meat and noodles..."

……………………

After a long drought, it finally rained a little.

The Taoist priest wearing a simple linen robe stood silently in the rain. He looked up at the sky and hesitated. What on earth was he doing? What was the purpose of supporting the people he saved? Was it to be like an animal?

Live the same, then struggle and die?

There is a serious disease in this world.

Yuan can never forget it.

The man stood in the rain. Slowly, people wearing linen clothes appeared one by one. A glimmer of hope appeared on their numb faces. They found broken umbrellas and something that could protect them from the wind and rain.

, surrounding the Taoist.

Protect him from the wind and rain.

One, ten, a hundred.

Until an unknown number of people.

The gathered fabrics of various colors and broken umbrellas looked like the vast sky.

If you haven't seen the longing eyes of countless people, then you won't be able to understand what pathos is. For people who are drowning in darkness, even a little light will lead them to rush over. And that person turned around and saw the silence.

Looking at the people standing behind him, he saw those longing eyes.

He thought of the Taoist precepts.

No, no.

Zhang Jiao was silent, and he stretched out his hand to those people

How could you refuse...

Moths will fly into the fire.

The fire will eventually burn out.

A person who can illuminate others in the dark cannot make a second choice at this time. If not, he will no longer be the light.

……………………

"no!!"

"As a disciple of my Taoist sect, contact with luck will already ruin your Taoist conduct, let alone someone like you... you..."

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, who had always believed in their brothers, were furious this time.

"Brother, do you know what you are going to do?!"

Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand and put it on his brother's shoulder, saying, "I know."

A Taoist who once went deep into the land of typhoid fever replied:

"Cure diseases and save people."

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were suddenly speechless.

So he walked towards the front of this era and divided into thirty-six commanders, Liu Niu was one of them. But this man scratched his head and said with a smile: "Great sage, I am just a rough man, and I am not qualified to convince the crowd and rush to kill."

It's okay. You are so handsome, so I won't do it. For this part, I might as well let A Yuan take the lead."

The young man named A Yuan was dull, and then his face turned red.

Liu Niu waved his hand, his eyes widened, and said: "Shut up, kid!"

A Yuan calmed down calmly.

Liu Niu looked at Zhang Jiao and grinned: "Great virtuous teacher, I watched this child grow up, and I fought hard. He is still young. I hope he can see a better future. Besides, if he can leave his name,

It is also a good thing to live in this world, so please give me a title from a great sage and good teacher..."

He patted A Yuan's head lovingly.

Zhang Jue nodded slowly. He was a true cultivator. He broke off the thatch at will and asked A Yuan to pick one up for divination. When he saw the result, Zhang Jue was stunned. The others were also stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

, because the name calculated by divination actually has the name of a Han official.

And it happened several times in a row.

Zhang Jiao simply stopped hesitating.

Then, he gave A Yuan the title of Commander Qu.

Sili.

In the end, the young Taoist who once had great hope for the Han Dynasty agreed on the name of the uprising.

Heaven is dead!

PS: Thank you to the leader of How Not to Fengqi

Second update, 4,600 words~

After all, I don’t know enough about this period of history, so I can only give a rough outline. There are errors in the details. Please forgive me~

But who is Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty really like? Tsk, tsk, tsk, uh...

There are seventy generals whose names are left in the history of the Yellow Turban Army. Some of them only record names, but do not have detailed experiences, and there are no subsequent characters. They are Jizhou Yellow Turban generals. There are thirteen people in total, and one of them is
Chapter completed!