"If there are too many mosquitoes, malaria will be more likely to occur. No matter how bad the smell is, will your life be important?"
As soon as the word malaria was uttered, both Guan Ji and Amei looked a little horrified on the spot.
Malaria at this time was not like malaria in later generations, and there were effective treatments.
If you get malaria at this time, you will be waiting to go to hell.
The odds of surviving and dying are 50/50.
If you try hard to survive, those who can't survive will die.
"Brother, what do you mean, this mosquito can produce malaria?"
Guan Ji's eyes widened and she asked with concern.
"Mosquitoes do not produce malaria, but they can make people infected with malaria. For example, if there is a person around here who has malaria, if a mosquito bites him and then bites someone else, the second person will be infected with malaria."
"Then just like this, more and more infections will occur. If you want to avoid contracting malaria, you have to kill mosquitoes more."
Feng Yong helped the two women pick mugwort while conducting popular science with them.
"My master is so powerful, he even understands this."
Amei's face was filled with admiration.
Guan Ji glanced at Amei and asked thoughtfully, "How did brother know this kind of knowledge? Could it be written by Amei's two medical books?"
After New Year's Day, Feng Yong asked Guan Ji to help copy the Treatise on Typhoid and Miscellaneous Diseases. The copy has now been completed, and the bamboo slips are treasured by Feng Yong in his house.
But Guan Ji couldn't understand such professional things as medical books, so how could Feng Tubao understand it? So at this time, he was still waiting hard for news about Li Yi.
When Guan Ji asked this question, she could only vaguely say, "Someone in the sect once said this..."
When Guan Ji saw Feng Yong's reluctance to say anything, she thought for a moment and was surprised. Could it be that her brother's disciples had done such research on people who had malaria?
Otherwise, why would my brother say it with such certainty?
Thinking of this, the look he looked at Feng Yong was a little complicated.
I don’t know what kind of place my brother’s school is, but there are such ruthless people.
It is really rare for my brother to come out of that place and still have the heart of the world.
Maybe that's why my brother was kicked out and not allowed to return to the master's door, right?
Naturally, Feng Tubiao didn't know that his well-intentioned science popularization made Guan Ji think too much.
Pingyi County in Nanzhong is the seat of the governor of Nanzhong.
Wang Ping stood on the city wall, watching the people coming in and out of the city gate below, frowning slightly.
Some time ago, the Queen first recruited a lot of refugees from here, and then the imperial court came out uncharacteristically, appeasing everyone, including Han officials, and making unified arrangements to go north.
His son is Zuo Sima, a farmer in Hanzhong. Wang Ping can naturally guess what happened here.
However, although there are very few refugees left in Pingyi County, the number of people coming in and out of the city shows no sign of decreasing.
The refugees went north, but people started coming from the north again.
And they all come in groups, ranging from twenty or thirty people to hundreds of people.
The most important thing is that they all carry weapons.
Although they did not carry any strong bows or crossbows prohibited by the imperial court, everyone was either carrying a sword or a knife, which was a serious matter.
Wang Ping, who has been in the army for many years, can even tell that many of them are from the army and have killed people and seen blood. Such people are generally only found among generals.
That should be a song belonging to a certain general in Jincheng.
When the Nanzhong Rebellion was at its most dangerous, standing on the city gate of Pingyi County, you could see the rebels not far away.
But now, if it weren't for the troops from the city's governor's office patrolling the city all day long, and the chilling atmosphere that filled the city, there would be no signs of war at all here.
Even those who came from the north never stayed in Pingyi County. They usually rested in the city for two or three days, and after finishing their rest, they would go directly south.
At this time, I saw a group of people approaching from a distance outside the city. There were more than 300 people in the dark crowd.
"Where's Tan Ma? Go and see who that person is?" Wang Ping stood tall, looked far away, and immediately ordered.
"The guards at the city gate are ready to listen to my orders and close the city gate at any time."
At this time, Governor Li had led his troops to continuously sweep southward, forcing the rebels to retreat southward.
If the rebels show up here in a big way, there is only one possibility: Governor Li has been completely wiped out, and no one has escaped to report the news, but this is impossible.
Therefore, although Wang Ping saw that the situation was somewhat abnormal, he still did not worry too much and just asked people to prepare for it first.
The three cavalrymen quickly left the city, then separated and galloped forward.
After a while, Tan Ma came back safe and sound, and the group of people behind him stopped a few stone's throw away from the city. Then several people came out of the crowd and walked towards the city gate.
"Back to the general, the person who came here claimed to be a disciple of General Mi. He said that he had dealt with the general a few days ago and is now returning to Jincheng. The leader is under the city gate, waiting for the general to summon him."
There is only one general named Mi among the Han Dynasty.
That is Mi Wei after the late Anhan general Mi Zhu.
Wang Ping said "Hmm" in surprise, "It turns out it's them, tell him to come up."
"Mi Shiyilang has met the general. He came to pay homage to the general a few days ago. Now that we meet again, the general is still as charming as ever."
The man who came was in his thirties, with an elegant face, without any weapons. He bowed as he came up and spoke politely.
"No need to be polite. I remember there weren't so many of you some time ago. What's going on?"
Mi Shiyilang smiled slightly and said, "I dare not hide it from the general. This time I went south and I got some gains, so there are more people."
"reward?"
Wang Ping's eyes widened suddenly, "You...caught the rebels?"
"We have captured some, about 200 people, and are about to send them to Hanzhong."
Although Mi Shiyilang had a reserved smile, he couldn't hide the look of satisfaction on his face.
People from the north brought their swords and went south, so naturally they didn't come here just for fun.
They all have the same identity, that is, they carry the title of "military group".
Wang Ping's most important job in Pingyi County now is to check whether the people passing by have their legal status.
If there is, then it is recognized by the court, it is formal, and it is reliable.
If not, I'm sorry, but it means that it is someone with evil intentions and an accomplice of the rebels.
It's just that Wang Ping hasn't caught anyone who secretly organized a group to go south.
As for the militia that went south, whether they captured rebels or a relative of the rebels has nothing to do with Wang Ping. Anyway, as long as there is a rebellion in the south, there will be no good people.
The good people either ran away or were killed.
Of the rest, if you catch ten, nine of them will not be unjust. The remaining one may die unjustly and will die twice without atonement...
"According to the rules, these people cannot enter the city and can only stay outside the city. If you want to replenish food, you can send people into the city to buy it."
Wang Ping licked his lips and said with a smile, "Of course, if you want to make walking easier, you can also buy military dry rations, which are only available in the Governor's Mansion."
"Cheng, Cheng, we all know the rules. We will not embarrass General Wang."
Mi Shiyilang cupped his hands and said, "The food and grass are too heavy. Let's buy some military dry food from the Governor's Mansion. But General Wang, this dry food is also a bit expensive."
Wang Ping chuckled and pointed outside the city, "Mi Shiyilang, these two hundred rebels are worth so much food. What does a little money to buy dry food mean?"
Mi Shiyilang and his men walked out of the city gate carrying military rations exchanged from the Governor's Mansion.
"Master Eleven, this dry food is too expensive. One piece costs thirty baht. We had to kill a dozen brothers to capture so many barbarians. It's good that they can collect money just by standing there."
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Someone muttered.
"If you don't want to buy dry food, do you want to buy the food and grass in the city? You will carry it?" Mi Shiyilang said helplessly, "After all, this is the Nanzhong Governor's Mansion. We want to eat meat and drink soup on their territory, and let them watch.
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"Besides, this thing is very convenient. Two yuan can last a whole day. We can go so far south this time thanks to it. This is a good thing! I don't know who has such a clever idea to come up with it.
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Mi Shiyilang patted the package on his back and said with emotion.