Zhao Zheng held Zhao Kuo's head tightly with both hands. His hands were too small and short. When he spread his hands, he could only grasp his father's eyebrows. His legs were placed on Zhao Kuo's shoulders.
Kuo is already tall, but sitting in this position, the little guy is like a giant, able to look up to everyone. For some reason, the little guy seems to enjoy the feeling of serving others like this, but he just refuses to get off his shoulders.
The father and son walked in the countryside without bringing any of their clients. Most of Zhao Kuo's clients were already married and had families. Zhao's mother liked to be a matchmaker for these people. Since Di took the lead in getting married, Zhao's mother
He went around doing matchmaking for his clients, first Mr. Zhao, and his mother introduced him to a widow. In today's era, widows who remarry are not as criticized as they were later.
On the contrary, widows who have proven their fertility and did not die during childbirth are very popular. Zhao Fu had a wife before, but she died during childbirth. This strong man who has always been poor in words, when faced with women, is very popular.
Even more speechless, when I met the widow in private, I hesitated and hesitated for a long time, but could not say a complete sentence. In the end, she spoke first, saying that she had taken a liking to Zhao Fu, and said
He is honest and kind and can live a good life.
Somehow this matter was known to Di, and then all the villagers in Mafu knew about it. Zhao Kuo saw with his own eyes that Fu Zhao was chasing Di with a sword...
Except for Ge, who was too old, the others had been arranged by Zhao Kuo's mother to get married. Later, Zhao Kuo's mother began to focus on Zhao Kuo's disciples, the first of which was Han Fei. When Han Fei heard about this, he stared.
My eyes were rounded, and my stuttering symptoms became more serious. I was so scared that I hid in the school room and never dared to go out again.
The busy farming season has come again. Zhao Kuo walked in the cultivated fields in horse clothes with the Eternal Emperor on his back. The villagers he met bowed to him and saluted, and Zhao Kuo would smile in return. This way, he walked all the way.
In the cultivated land, the cultivated land in this era is different from what Zhao Kuo saw in the countryside in his previous life. The most obvious difference is that one acre of land here is obviously smaller than one acre of land later. Because of the backward irrigation technology, the cultivated land is still
Channels to contact Heshui...
Zhao Kuo didn't know what to call this channel. It probably couldn't be called a channel. They would use hoes to clean up the silt so that water could be poured into the farmland. The so-called competition for water still exists at this moment. 7
Within the country, only the Qin State does not fight for water, because the officials will carefully help them divide it, and it is stipulated who can use it on which day. This is different here in the Zhao State, and water problems will also occur in the same village.
dispute.
However, this situation has disappeared recently, especially in Mafu, perhaps because Zhao Kuo is here. Most of the people here are gentle and kind, and they are often courteous when treating others, and there will be no discord.
..When Zhao Kuo came here, he saw that Duke Ping was cleaning up the soil. Usually the river channel leading to the cultivated land was covered with soil, and it was dug out when needed...Ping Gong had several sons. Unfortunately, the elder
After the War of Peace, none of his sons came back.
All his sons died on the battlefield.
Mr. Ping's wife cried every day and passed away a few months ago. Mr. Ping was left alone and lonely. However, it was rare to see Mr. Ping looking sad. He was still smiling as usual. He believed
Ghosts and gods, he firmly believed that his son and wife had escaped from suffering and were enjoying their own sacrifices in a place where he could not see. They no longer had to perform corvee service, go to war, or endure separation.
This kind-hearted couple still parted ways like this. Zhao Kuo could often see Ping Gong mumbling to himself, as if chatting with his late wife and sons. Zhao Kuo rolled up his trouser legs and walked up quickly.
Bu rushed to Ping Gong's side and took the hoe from his hand. Ping Gong was stunned, holding the hoe tightly with both hands, shaking his head and saying: "No... you can't do this... you are..."
"Please help me take care of it, he likes to run around..." Zhao Kuo said, grabbing the little guy from his back and handing it to Ping Gong. Ping Gong took the child and wanted to say something else. Zhao Kuo
But he had already started working. Ping Gong's lips trembled. He looked at the little guy in his arms and hugged him tightly. The little guy ate his hands and looked at Zhao Kuo who was working blankly. Zhao Kuo was busy while
He smiled and said, "If you need help with something, just come to me."
"Just treat me as your son...you watched me grow up."
Zhao Kuo said with a smile. Several farmers passed by on the trail in the distance. They were chatting. Suddenly they saw Ma Fujun who was working. They were shocked and hurried over to help. Zhao Kuo smiled and wiped his sweat.
, said to them: "Second and third sons, go and do your own things. It's just a small thing, I can finish it myself."
Ping Gong just sat aside and quietly watched Zhao Kuo busy. He picked up the mulberry stick beside him, gently touched the little guy's body, and murmured: "Ma Fuzi, I wish you well.
I hope all disasters will be far away, and you must grow up healthily and become a person like your father and your grandfather..." The little guy looked at the mulberry tree in front of him, stretched out his hand to grab it, and grinned.
"Ying Kuo!!!"
Zhao's mother looked at Zhao Kuo in front of her angrily. Zhao Kuo was dirty and muddy. He stood in front of his mother with his head lowered but did not dare to look at him. "I just washed my clothes yesterday! You are the one."
If you want to help someone, why don't you change your clothes first?!" Mother Zhao scolded, Zhao Kuo just lowered his head and whispered: "I was a little anxious at the time... I just... I washed it myself..."
"I'm not dead yet! It's not your turn to do these chores!"
Zhao Kuo lowered his head again, while Zhao Zheng stood aside and grinned when he saw his eldest mother scolding his father and his father not daring to raise his head.
"And you! Ying Zheng! Where are your shoes?!" Zhao's mother held a wooden board and asked angrily.
Zhao Zheng's eyes widened, his head lowered, and he looked at his naked little feet seriously, Huh?
Where are my shoes?
"Stand still!"
After hearing Mother Zhao's scolding, little Zhao Zheng followed his father's example and stood aside, with his head lowered, never daring to raise his head again.
The two of them stood like this. Mother Zhao was cursing, but she took Zhao Kuo's clothes and prepared to wash them. Zhao Kuo said hurriedly: "Mom... let me help." Mother Zhao snorted.
He whispered: "You said you wanted to help me, but you didn't find a wife to help me do this... At my age, I have to do it myself..." Zhao Kuo coughed, was silent for a moment, and then said
: "To start a family, you need to be in love with each other..."
"If you open your mouth, why don't the women who want to marry you go from Mafu to Xianyang??! Why is there not one you can like?!"
Amid Zhao's mother's complaints, Zhao Kuo picked up Zhao Zheng from the ground and hurriedly fled the inner room. Carrying the little guy out of the inner room, Zhao Kuo stood in the courtyard, sighed, and looked at Zhao Zheng in his arms.
Zheng said: "How about... let's find you a mother... Your eldest mother also needs someone to help, and you also need someone to take care of you. You are running so fast now, your eldest mother needs someone to help you."
Even if my mother wants to beat you, she can’t catch you..."
Zhao Zheng thought seriously. Suddenly, he understood the thoughts in Zhao Kuo's words. He hurriedly shook his head and shouted in a coquettish voice: "No!"
The two were chatting when they suddenly saw Han Fei hurried in. After Han Fei walked in, he first went to drink some water and then came to Zhao Kuo. Han Fei looked a little worried. He was serious.
Said: "Old teacher, something happened!" Zhao Kuo was stunned, put down the little guy, and then asked: "What happened?"
"The matter of medical officers..." Han Fei said, paused, and then said with a frown: "There are many doctors who have no knowledge of medical skills as medical officers..." Han Fei said seriously
However, local officials regarded the newly emerged medical officers as a new promotion path and a new trading channel, and continued to recommend "good friends" who had given them gifts to serve as... They just let them hold a book without knowing the truth.
Fake medical books come into office. If the doctor dies, it means the person is incurable. If the doctor survives, it is credit...
Zhao Kuo was stunned. This was something he had never expected. How could it be like this?! For a doctor to save someone, this is simply a blasphemy against life!!!
Seeing Zhao Kuo's face gradually turn red, Han Fei said helplessly: "Mr. Xinling is not in Handan..."
"He's not here, but I'm still here!" Zhao Kuo said, and then said: "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to Handan!" Han Fei nodded. The medical officer system was not implemented smoothly in Zhao State.
The first is the idea of establishing a medical school. Although King Zhao agreed, the implementation progress has been very slow. Up to now, the specific location for establishing the school has not been selected, let alone the local medical officer system.
"There are many famous doctors in the world...why can't we let them come?" Zhao Kuo sat on the carriage and couldn't figure it out.
"Teacher... his salary is too low... he belongs to the county magistrate and his status is also low... I heard that the Qin State also implemented such a system. They directly gave titles to doctors and spread them to the countryside. They also directly
Doctors who are appointed by the palace and can cure many people can obtain military merit and be promoted to a noble title. They also open a medical school and are taught by old doctors. During the teaching period, they are exempted from corvee. Within three years, they must learn it. If the old doctor
If you keep something private as a doctor, you will be punished, and if you neglect your studies, you will also be punished..."
"Therefore, many doctors rushed to Qin and got titles. Qin people went to school one after another and studied hard..." Han Fei said seriously.
He secretly looked at Zhao Kuo again, and found that Zhao Kuo's face was not angry, but very calm.
"Teacher, aren't you angry?"
"Angry? Why should I be angry? How many people can be saved by implementing such a system in Qin... If it can continue forever, how many people will survive and how many diseases and plagues can be prevented..."
, Zhao Kuo smiled and said: "Saving people is something worth being happy about. If Qin's system can achieve results and other countries follow suit, more people can be saved..."
Zhao Kuo was talking when suddenly, he shouted: "Stop!"
Ge, who was driving, immediately stopped the car. Zhao Kuo stood up and looked at both sides of the road. In the distance, he saw a group of people, including old people, children, and young adults, all with their heads lowered.
, walking forward numbly, looking like this, you can see that there are many people behind them, thousands of people in the distance... Zhao Kuo hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and walked towards them
go.
"Old man? Why are you here?" Zhao Kuo stopped an old man and asked seriously. Zhao Kuo knew this old man. He had traveled to various places to inquire about the tax situation.
He had met this old man. He had asked him about the situation of the farmland. The old man raised his head. Compared to the previous meeting, the old man looked quite haggard. He looked at the young nobleman and was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly woke up.
"Ma Fujun..."
"Ma Fujun?"
"It's Mr. Ma Fu!"
Pedestrians on the road raised their heads one after another, looked at the sunny face, and murmured his name. All the people who lowered their heads slowly raised their heads and looked in the direction of Zhao Kuo. Zhao Kuo
Frowning and looking at them, these people suddenly started crying. They chanted Ma Fujun's name and bowed to him. Zhao Kuo looked at the old man and asked, "What happened?"
The old man did not cry. He was very calm. He said: "Mr. Ma Fu, you don't have to worry... This year's heavy rain has caused rivers to overflow. Zhangshui, Fushui, and Niushui have been affected by this... the cultivated land has been flooded...
Sand dunes, Julu, Lieren, Ge Nie, Ye, Pingyang... no one was spared. Fortunately, the disaster was not serious, only Lieren was the most severely affected..." the old man said, his words full of helplessness.
"Then where are you going?"
"Mafu Mountain."
"We were supposed to go to Julu, but Julu also suffered a disaster, so we had to go to Mafu Mountain... This is the order of the Handan Order... We were asked to rush to Mafu Mountain to farm there. The water in Denglie people has receded.
, let’s go back to the list..."
For some reason, Zhao Kuo suddenly remembered a sentence, "I am devoted to my country with all my heart and ears. If there is trouble in Hanoi, I will move its people to the east of the river and its grain to the river..." Zhao Kuo had laughed at it at the beginning.
This way of dealing with it, instead of solving the problem fundamentally, just keeps relocating the victims, what effect can this have? But now, when he saw what was in the textbook happening in front of him, he felt
An unprecedented fear.
Is this how all countries deal with it?
The old man continued talking. According to what he said, this was not the first time. This was the seventh time that he had taken the people to migrate. Every time he moved, there would be a large number of casualties... living under the fence of others and being looked down upon... there was no cultivated land.
There were no cattle allocated for farming. It often happened that the young men were so tired that they vomited blood in the farmland and fell down in the farmland and never got up again. But this time, many areas were affected by the disaster, and many people needed to be relocated.
I don't know if I can get enough food.
Zhao Kuo raised his head and said seriously: "Please don't worry, I will find a way to solve this matter."
"As long as I am here, I will never let pigs and dogs eat the food eaten by people, and I will never let people starve to death on the road..."
The old man looked up in surprise at the determined young man in front of him. The sun shone on his face, and his whole body seemed to be shining with light.
ps: King Hui of Liang said: A few people are to the country...
