Chapter 63 Changsha County Governor, opening a court for consultation
Chapter 63: Changsha County Sheriff, holding a consultation
While Yi Xiaotian was talking to Lu Lingqi, a huge motorcade was approaching not far away.
This is not the point. The point is that these motorcades, without exception, all stopped in front of the wine shop...
There were actually hundreds of big, muscular men walking down from the motorcade.
"If I go, I won't really encounter bandits, right?" Yi Xiaotian patted his forehead and thought in his mind, then looked at Lu Lingqi and murmured in his heart. "This girl? What's the crow's mouth?"
The idea just came to me…
"Brother Yi, Brother Yi..."
A loud voice came from the motorcade. Take a closer look, isn't this none other than Brother Ren?
Brother Ren, yes, he is the little follower that Brother Hi always takes with him. He is not strict with his words, but he is very transparent in his heart.
By the way, why did he bring so many people here, to start a gang fight?
"Brother Ren? What are you doing?" Yi Xiaotian looked puzzled.
When Cao Ren walked up to him, Yi Xiaotian asked with a worried look. "Brother Ren, you brought so many guests, my wine shop can't hold them!"
"Brother Yi? Where are you thinking!" Cao Ren patted Yi Xiaotian's shoulder with a wisp of beard and laughed. "These are not guests. They are all craftsmen that my eldest brother Ah Man found for Mr.
How about building a medical office and a waterside pavilion? No, we have the craftsmen and the stones. It only takes a few months. Next to the wine shop, in the ten-mile peach forest, there will be an additional medical office and a waterside pavilion. Haha.
…”
Speaking of this, Cao Ren burst out laughing, seemingly happy for Yi Xiaotian!
…So that’s it!
To be honest, Yi Xiaotian didn't really care about the medical department or Shuixie.
However, he obviously ignored the leek attribute of this hidden brother. He was willing to be cut by Yi Xiaotian. This leek cut him, so he always felt that he was a bit unkind.
Of course, although I feel unkind in my heart, my body is still very honest.
Yi Xiaotian didn't show any politeness and said with cupped hands.
"Brother Ren, then...that's a lot of work! This medical office and waterside pavilion should be made more grand!"
"Brother Yi, don't worry! My eldest brother has promised us that we will keep it to Brother Yi's satisfaction!"
Cao Ren bowed his hand and returned the gift...
Cao Cao asked Cao Ren to personally take charge of this matter, which shows that he attaches great importance to this matter.
Cao Ren knew in his heart that this job must be done well. Meng De was becoming more and more fond of Brother Yi!
Dong Dong Dong…
The sound of cutting stones, stacking wooden walls, and building houses echoed throughout this land.
Watching the busy craftsmen, I looked around at the sweat-provoking project near a wine shop.
Yi Xiaotian felt sad for a while.
There is a wine shop, a blacksmith shop, a medical office, a study room and a ten-mile peach forest... If you are not careful, the prototype of this villa is about to appear!
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South of the Yellow River, Jingnan, Changsha County.
The sound of horse hooves "da da da" resounded on the official road, and a fast horse galloped in without stopping...
The knight on the horse looked a little tired on his face, but even so, he still didn't dare to stop for a moment.
He was carrying a bamboo tube behind his back. There was a scroll of bamboo slips hidden in the bamboo tube. However, the bamboo tube was tightly sealed with glutinous rice. This was to prevent it from being contaminated by rain and moisture. The humidity in the south was high. Any important documents, such as the Emperor
The imperial edicts and court documents all need to be sealed and transported in this special way...
However, the emperor's edict and court documents have not been sent to Jingnan for a long time. This is the first time in several years that such sealed bamboo slips and such speeding messengers have arrived.
"Definitely..."
The vigorous horse neighed and finally stopped in front of the Changsha County Governor's office...
This day was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and for some unknown reason, people gathered in front of the government office.
They didn't hold papers, so they obviously weren't here to lodge a complaint. Many of them were wearing bandages or plasters from time to time, and they looked more like they were here to get treatment.
The government office is treating patients? The messenger was a little confused... He thought to himself, the people in Changsha County are very strange!
However, it was very special. These people were in an orderly manner, lining up in front of the government office one by one, looking very patient.
The messenger turned over and dismounted. Although he was still curious, he still did not forget his mission. He hurriedly took off the bamboo tube on his back, quickly stepped forward and handed the bamboo tube to the guards of the government office...
"This is what Cao Cao, the shepherd of Yanzhou, ordered me to bring. It is of great importance. Please report it to Prefect Zhang immediately."
The messenger repeatedly gave instructions...
The guards guarding the door looked at each other and did not hesitate immediately, and hurriedly took the bamboo tube to report.
In these days, many messengers came from far away, including Yuan Shao from Jizhou, Yuan Shu from Huainan, and Gongsun Zan from Youzhou. Without exception, they all came to invite the prefect to come out...
But it seems that the ending is the same.
Although these princes are all powerful in Jiuzhou, when it comes to asking the master to come out, they are a bit like a toad crawling on the incense burner - the smell of dust...
It seems that Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao is no exception this time, right?
Most of the time, it’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste. You come excitedly and leave dejectedly...
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Inside the government office, in front of the lobby.
A middle-aged doctor in his forties with gray hair on his temples was diagnosing the pulse of a poor man.
There is a strange rule in Changsha County...
On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, instead of asking about cases in the lobby of the Changsha County Government Office, the prefect Zhang Zhongjing would personally open a meeting to provide free medical treatment to the poor.
Of course, Zhang Zhongjing would not have thought that this rule was the first of its kind in the medical field and has been passed down for more than a thousand years.
"It's symptoms of typhoid fever..."
At this moment, an old uncle sat in front of Zhang Zhongjing.
Zhang Zhongjing took his pulse carefully and shook his head. "I'm sorry, old man. I can't understand the symptoms of typhoid fever."
"Alas..." The old man shook his head and held Zhang Zhongjing tightly with both hands. "Miracle Doctor Zhang, if you can't solve it, then no one in the world can solve it! It's all my fault... I blame this unpredictable weather.
Suffering from this incurable disease...sigh..."
The old man looked very depressed, but he did not complain about the prefect Zhang Zhongjing in his words.
This is normal…
In this era, if a person suffers from terminal typhoid fever, it is almost a death sentence for him. It is just a matter of time.
Zhang Zhongjing has been studying this for decades, but he can only treat some simple symptoms of typhoid fever. His years of medical practice have made his tears dry... The doctor is kind-hearted, but he is unable to help.
at this time…
"Report, Governor Zhang, there is a messenger from Yanzhou outside the door, bringing a bamboo slip, which Cao Cao, the shepherd of Yanzhou, has ordered to present to Governor Zhang."
A guard walked over. He had already unsealed the glutinous rice and took out the bamboo slips.
He was illiterate and had no idea why this small bamboo slip was so carefully sealed.
"Yanzhou Mu? Cao Cao?" Zhang Zhongjing slowly raised his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Gongsun Zan and others who had recently sent letters...
These princes just value their medical skills and want to let themselves go to the army to treat terminal typhoid fever that becomes more and more serious in this extreme weather.
But? Never mind that there is no cure for this terminal typhoid fever...
He, Zhang Zhongjing, devoted himself to practicing medicine to help the world and save the people. He was not interested in the military, temples, or fame at all.
"It looks like it's probably another letter to recruit me, right?" Zhang Zhongjing took the bamboo slip, said subconsciously, and then slowly unfolded it...
Out of etiquette, he would read these letters, but out of his original intention, he would not go to Yanzhou!
When the bamboo slips were unfolded, Zhang Zhongjing, who had no expectations, suddenly saw five big characters - "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases".
…There are three small seal characters at the back—Volume 1…
It was these few words that caught his eye at once...
"Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"? Volume 1? Is it a medical book for curing typhoid fever?
This thought came up inexplicably, and Zhang Zhongjing's eyes suddenly widened, and he read word by word, appreciating the content on the bamboo slips.
Pulse leveling method, pulse identification method, six qi main and guest...
The more Zhang Zhongjing read, the more fascinated he became. With his many years of research on typhoid fever and superb medical skills, he could naturally understand that the content in this volume of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" was not nonsense, but... real insights!
Even many of the diseases mentioned in it can be solved one by one with very simple methods and very common medicinal materials...
Huh... Zhang Zhongjing exhaled a long breath.
For a moment, he was extremely curious about this "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases". Who is it? Who can compile this volume of medical book? Who is it? Who has done such profound research in the field of combating typhoid fever?
etc…
One of these corresponds to the symptoms of typhoid fever. Isn’t it the same as the old man in front of me?
Zhang Zhongjing's eyes widened in vain.
"Old man, don't be depressed yet...let me try to diagnose you!"
Thus, a clinical treatment that combines theory with practice officially kicked off...
Zhang Zhongjing didn’t know that this Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases was his own work. However, there was a gap of twenty years between the time he traveled all over the world to study, try, and compile it into a book!
Because of Yi Xiaotian, "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" came out ahead of schedule and was placed in the hands of the most suitable people ahead of time!
Not to mention Zhang Zhongjing, not even Yi Xiaotian would have thought of it.
It was such a medical book that saved tens of millions of people in Han Dynasty.
Ancient books record a few extremely painful words: in the ten years of Jian'an, two out of three people died from the plague, and seven out of ten died from typhoid fever...
It is because of this volume of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" that was published twenty years in advance that 70% of the people in the world were saved!
