This Taoist temple is in dilapidated condition. The first dilapidated house used to be occupied by beggars is now even more crowded with victims of the disaster. Zhang Yingchen entered through the passage and went to the back. Taoist Huoju was chopping wood. He said hello hastily and then
Go to the small yard where you live.
The yard is not big. There are wind stoves and charcoal piled on the dirt floor, as well as many pots and jars. The air is full of the smell of vinegar, charcoal and disinfectant. Zhang Yingchen knows that this place has just experienced a flood. Now that the water has receded, the temperature has risen quickly, causing an outbreak of infection.
Disease is a matter of seconds - although his blood vessels are full of antibodies, it is better to be careful.
Ming and Qing welcomed him back at the door of his room. This young Taoist boy from Qingyun Temple has officially become his "disciple" in Hangzhou. After his careful training, he is now his reliable and capable assistant. Two Taoists.
He was also responsible for the preliminary training - at least he could read in Ming and Qing Dynasties.
"Master——" Ming Qing said respectfully.
"Come inside and talk." Zhang Yingchen said.
The Ming and Qing Dynasties were not yet officially naturalized citizens, so Zhang Yingchen had some reservations about him. He just tried his best to instill in him new Taoist theories and his own religious views, and also imparted medical knowledge. As for the elders who worked for the benefit of mankind,
He hasn't revealed the name of the hospital yet. Zhang Yingchen just explained to him that he was a Taoist priest from Guangdong Province - anyway, Qiongzhou was also under the rule of Guangdong Province at the time.
The hall in the middle is filled with bamboo plaques containing medicinal materials, guillotines for cutting medicine, stone mortars for pounding medicine, earthen pots for boiling medicine, copper pots and charcoal, all piled up on the ground and underground, making it almost impossible to stay. In order to try as much as possible.
He often treats people. In addition to the Chinese patent medicines and Western medicines brought from Lingao, he prepares many medicines locally.
Two young Daoshengs were sitting on the kang in the room, selecting medicinal materials. They were both teenagers. Their parents and relatives had died and been separated in the disaster, and they were half-dead from hunger. After being taken in by Zhang Yingchen, they nursed back to health for several days.
It can be said that he has returned to his personal appearance a little bit.
When they saw him coming back, the two children immediately got off the kang and bowed to him in an awkward manner.
"Okay, you can continue to make explosives." Zhang Yingchen said with a smile, "How is it? How many medicinal materials do you recognize?"
"I only recognize more than ten kinds..." one of the children replied.
"Well, the medicinal materials I use here are few, and it will be difficult for you to identify many. Tomorrow, go to the herbal medicine store to pick up the medicine, and the teacher will guide you on the spot to identify more."
"Thank you, Master."
Now, in addition to teaching them how to read during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Zhang Yingchen also takes time every day to teach them how to identify medicinal materials, recite soup songs, and do some enlightenment on traditional Chinese medicine. Overall, he is quite satisfied with these two children, and they are better than he did before.
The Daosheng who arrived was much stronger.
However, it is not appropriate for these two children to stay with him for a long time. They have not been purified and are relatively weak. The local environment in Yizhou is complicated, so arrangements must be made to send them away.
Zhang Yingchen took out a key from his waist and opened the door of the back room - this room was his private room. He put the most important things here. The so-called most important things were some medicines and medical supplies. Among them
The most important things are his writing potion and code book.
Entering the back room, Ming and Qing first reported on what was going on at home: how many new words had been taught to the two junior brothers, the progress of medicine, who had come to see Zhang Yingchen, and what unusual things happened outside the door.
The most suspicious thing is that there are three or four strange beggars who live in the outermost part of the Taoist temple. They are not as weak and haggard as others, but they are full of energy. They don't often go out to beg. Sometimes they stay at the door. Some
One of them often hangs around the back door of the Taoist temple.
"Well, you did a good job." Zhang Yingchen praised him, "We are strangers in a foreign land here, so we must be more careful. You can go out first."
He locked the door and lit the oil lamp - the window guards had been put down and the room was dark. Seven or eight days ago, a death threat with crooked writing on it fell in his yard - he couldn't do it accidentally.
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Zhang Yingchen had read a lot of Taoist materials before, and also dabbled in many classics, incisive materials and research papers on various folk religions and secret societies in the late Ming Dynasty. However, he felt deeply after being in the local area for more than half a month: the historical materials were too limited.
―The situation he faced was more complicated and difficult to grasp than what was recorded in the book.
From what he had learned, there were more than ten secret societies in this area that took advantage of the famine to preach and develop organizations to win people's hearts. Some of them he had never heard of.
Zhang Yingchen touched the holster under his ribs: a Glock 19 pistol - he could go to Li District without any care without any weapons. No matter whether they were Li people or Miao people, they would not kill people at will, let alone kill anyone.
Doctor. But the current Lunan area is simply a hornet's nest - both the Foreign Intelligence Service and Zhao Yingong are opposed to his activities alone in prefectures and counties without logistical support.
What's more, his current actions are suspected of having "ulterior motives" for both the government and the secret religious societies. If he doesn't be more careful, his death will be a matter of seconds. Zhang Yingchen sometimes admires that he is a
A "faithful" person, he dissolved a special writing medicine in water, then dipped a brush in it and started writing quickly.
The letter was written to Zhao Yingong. Zhang Yingchen was eager to know how his progress in Qilu was and whether a relatively stable base had been opened. Not only did he have manpower to transport, he was also eager to get supplies of medicines from Zhao Yingong's channels.
He blew dry the first letter he had written, and then used a brush to write some insignificant content in the spaced lines of the cipher text. After sealing the letter, he wrapped it in oilcloth with sealing wax. Tomorrow he planned to deliver it in person.
Go to a store in the city. That store has a clerk who goes to Linqing every three or four days to deliver letters and services. You can do it for a small fee. When the clerk arrives in Linqing, he delivers the letter to the local Qiweizhan. Qiweizhan uses
By pigeon transmission, the letter could reach Hangzhou within three or four days, and then be sent out by telegraph. Within a week, Zhao Yingong and Lingao would know the content of his letter.
Although this transmission speed is extremely fast in this time and space, it is still unimaginably slow for the elders. Moreover, there are too many uncertain factors.
Zhang Yingchen has no other choice. This is not the place where the Five Elements, Five Merchants and the Black Dragon Society are stationed. The closest contact station to him is Linqing, a major shipping town in Lu on the Grand Canal.
The second letter was more cautious. Not only did he use writing potion, he also converted it into a code before writing. This was a letter about ideas and plans for how to carry out further activities in Qilu, and the content was very sensitive. Except for his deputy
Apart from Dai E and the leaders of the Religious Affairs Office, he did not want anyone else to know about this for the time being - as an independent department, New Taoism has its own code book - the same as Lingao Church. However, He Ying, as the Religious Office
Director, I have the code books for both of them.
In fact, Zhang Zhangjiao has a bigger and more intense plan in his mind. What the letter talks about is a targeted plan for the Dengzhou Rebellion:
"Lao Dai, you see the words as you see them:
As Operation Engine unfolds, as a member of the glorious Senate, you and I must make every possible preparation for the Dengzhou Rebellion. Considering the tight time limit, it will be difficult to transfer the population solely by relying on indigenous bureaucrats.
To achieve the maximum. Therefore, I referred to the incident of the Queen Mother of the West during the reign of Emperor Ai in "The Five Elements of Han Dynasty", and felt that it was necessary to make use of the folk religion and the worship of the inanimate old mother that had become prevalent in the Shanxi, Hebei, and Luyu areas to create a slightly earlier
Panic and the legend of the holy ship that rescued all sentient beings at sea. I also conveyed this opinion to the Grand Library and the Intelligence Department. I think this plan has certain value for Operation Engine. However, the uncertainty in it is also worrying.
, please talk to Yu Eshui for me, and Director Zhao. In my opinion, no one is more interested in this plan than him..."
There are some things that Zhang Yingchen did not mention in his private message, such as how many tragedies blindly erupting riots among the people will cause. Obviously, Zhang Yingchen deliberately ignored this part - no wonder he did not mention using New Taoism as a tool to spread rumors and guide public opinion.
Tools, in the eyes of Zhang Zhang, this kind of dirty work is better left to the folk religions that are destined to be banned.
When he finished writing this paragraph, Zhang Yingchen felt a little hesitant - he felt that He Ying would probably try his best to oppose his plan. He personally took great risks in this plan. If something happened, He Ying, as the head of the department, would be very worried.
Hard to bear.
No matter, he thought, in order to get more people, it was necessary to make Qilu more chaotic. At least in the intelligence department and the civil affairs department, his idea still got a lot of support. However, with his current situation
He himself had no idea how much effect his miserable execution would have.
"No one can do anything!" Zhang Yingchen sadly thought of the boys around the porridge again - what a good resource!
When he thought of this, his blood boiled. Why not just recruit seventeen or eighteen of them? Anyway, he could send them directly to Linqing and let Qiweizhan's ship transport them back to the south of the Yangtze River.
Then, he added at the end of the letter that he asked Lao Dai to send a few of the Taoists currently being trained who could speak better Mandarin and were reliable in faith to Qilu for use. In addition, he added a few words, asking Dai E
Try to get a few powerful escorts or people from the special reconnaissance team to come to Qilu to "help out". Especially to protect your own safety.
After writing the letter, he stood up, stretched his waist, and walked outside to watch the Taoists processing medicinal materials. The "epidemics" after the flood were almost all intestinal infectious diseases, and the medicines were simple. The Taoists processed most of these medicinal materials. In addition,
, he also has special "antidiarrheal medicine" in his hand.