Dream of the Red Chamber: I can upgrade my entries!

Chapter 57: Purge the Founding Lineage and Expel Historians!
"Nephew."

"Wouldn't it be... to show loyalty to His Majesty?"

Niu Jizong hesitated to speak, while Hou Xiaokang and Liu Fang also found it difficult to say something.

As we all know, the true master of this land is the retired emperor, not Emperor Yongping. At this time, pledging allegiance to Emperor Yongping would be tantamount to standing on the opposite side of the retired emperor.
"What do you three uncles think I'm going to do, to grovel before the Emperor?"

"hehe."

With a smirk, Jia Yan said confidently, "My Jia family has served the founding emperor, the retired emperor, and the former crown prince one after another, and countless clansmen have lost their lives for them."

"Leaving aside the merits I have achieved today, just considering the Jia family, are we willing to humble ourselves and act subserviently? Would the world be willing to do the same?"

"That"

These words left Niu Jizong and his two companions somewhat dumbfounded.

"The founding lineage doesn't need to do anything deliberately; they just need to maintain their composure."

"No matter who becomes emperor, they cannot ignore the importance of the founding line to the dynasty."

"The Marquis of Baoling and the Marquis of Zhongjing have sided with Prince Yizhong; this is a path to their deaths."

"Moreover, this time, among those who rushed to aid Datong, only the Shi family did not send any of their eldest sons to the expedition."

"From now on, the founding lineage will have no further connection with historians."

Mentioning the historians, Jia Yan's face involuntarily showed a look of disgust.

The daughter of Shi Gong married Jia Daishan, the second Duke of Rongguo. They should have been the closest relatives by marriage. However, the Shi family took the initiative to separate from the Jia family, whether in the court or in private, simply because they were relying on the prestige of having two marquises in one family.

The honor of having two marquises in one family was earned by the eldest son of the Shi family who sacrificed his life to save the retired emperor. Later, Shi Xiangyun's father, Shi Di, died for the late crown prince, so the two marquises of the Shi family were not demoted and were inherited by Shi Nai and Shi Ding respectively.

However, the two treated Shi Di's only child, Shi Xiangyun, poorly, to the point that Shi Xiangyun often had to do needlework to supplement the family income.

"Nephew."

"The Shi family is the maternal family of the Rong family."

"Shouldn't we reconsider this matter?"

Niu Jizong and the other two exchanged glances and hesitated before speaking.

"It doesn't matter."

“Uncles, please do it this way.”

“I will discuss these matters with Uncle She and Uncle Zheng.”

"If the Rong family is unwilling, then let them separate."

With a wave of his hand, Jia Yan decisively blocked the railway.

"it is good."

The three of them then agreed.

After watching everyone leave, Jia Yan, accompanied by his personal guards, arrived at the military camp for an inspection.

"Ouch!"

"pain!!!"

"Medical doctor, over here!"

The months-long battle produced tens of thousands of wounded soldiers; the seriously wounded had long since died, while the lightly wounded also donned their armor and went into battle.

The wounded soldiers here were all victims of yesterday's fighting. They were covered in blood, and many had broken arms and legs. The entire military camp was like a living hell, filled with cries of agony.

"call!"

Seeing this scene, Jia Yan's heart suddenly felt heavy. The success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers; this is no different.

"Dong Yong".

Are there not enough medical professionals in the army?

Why are so many people not receiving treatment for so long?

"General."

Dong Yong said bitterly, "All the medical personnel of the Datong border army have been used, along with people brought from the capital, but there are only about a hundred of them in total." "There are tens of thousands of wounded soldiers here, and they are treating the lightly wounded first."

"The medicinal herbs in Datong have long been exhausted. These are all transported from Shanxi and Hebei, but it's just a drop in the bucket."

The guards present were filled with sorrow, not because they were unwilling, but because they had no other choice.

"."

Looking around, Jia Yan felt a pang of heartache as he saw the wounded soldiers whose eyes had lost their light.

This was not just a lack of doctors and medicines, but also a lack of treatment methods. In the early 18th century, both in the East and the West, battlefield first aid was a matter of "a skilled cook cannot cook without rice."

"System, initiate upgrade!"

Jia Yan secretly made a decision and used her April upgrade opportunity on a white-label entry.

[Congratulations, host! The entry upgrade is complete!]

【Miraculous Healing (Purple)】: Possesses superb medical skills, capable of saving even critically ill patients, increasing the survival rate by 50%.

As this entry was upgraded, Jia Yan's knowledge of medicine continued to integrate, incorporating both traditional Chinese medicine techniques and the wisdom of modern medicine, enabling him to develop a medical plan for the military camp's current situation in the shortest possible time.

"Li Qing, immediately take men to all the cloth shops in Datong City and buy all the linen and cotton cloth."

"Peng Li, have the prefect of Datong immediately post notices to find the best needleworker in Datong and purchase a large quantity of needles and thread."

"Niu Qian, all apprentices from medical clinics and pharmacies in Datong and even the surrounding prefectures and counties will be conscripted."

"Ma Yun, I need a lot of strong liquor. Bring it here, no matter what you have to offer in exchange."

"Shi Rui, Xin Ze, Yu Yuan, Min Ye, I need Panax notoginseng, Paris polyphylla, borneol, Aconitum carmichaelii, Cirsium japonicum, Viola yedoensis, Artemisia argyi, Bletilla striata, and Taraxacum mongolicum."

"In addition to purchasing medicinal herbs from Datong and other prefectures, we also need to mobilize the people to pick them. In short, the more the better."

"Bian Song, announce to the whole city that the military camp needs a large number of women to wash clothes and strong men to cook and prepare medicine. Those who are willing to come will be paid on the spot."

"Yang Qin and Guan Ye, summon the officials from Datong and the surrounding prefectures and counties to the military camp. Those who refuse will be punished according to military law."

Immediately, Jia Yan issued several orders in an orderly manner.

"Yes."

Without a word, the eleven guards turned around and went to make the arrangements.

"General."

"What should I do?"

Pointing to himself, Dong Yong seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Go and find orphans in Datong and the surrounding prefectures and counties, those aged 10 to 15, give them a quick wash, change them into clean clothes, and after they have eaten and drunk their fill, bring them here."

Jia Yan added.

This opportunity can be used to train a group of battlefield first aid personnel to reduce military casualties. In the future, these people may become the first batch of battlefield medical soldiers of the nation, saving lives and healing the wounded.

"Yes."

Dong Yong's expression brightened, and he left the military camp directly.

Therefore, the twelve guards each performed their duties and posted notices to reassure the people.

In an instant, the entire Datong was in an uproar. After this battle, countless people were displaced, and there were countless orphans who fled from Ping'an Prefecture. Now that the army was stepping forward to provide livelihoods for the people, the local government was overjoyed.

The military camp was lavishly filled with silver, and large quantities of cloth, needles and thread, and medicines were continuously sent in. Doctors and apprentices from the prefecture and county also gathered at the military camp, even if they were unwilling, they had no choice but to obey with a knife to their throats.

These doctors and apprentices were the first to receive instruction from Jia Yan and were also the first to master battlefield first aid techniques.

The process of cleaning the wound with strong liquor, suturing it with needle and thread, applying anti-inflammatory and wound-healing herbs, and then bandaging it with boiled and dried linen cloth seems simple, but it is actually not easy to do in practice.

There were no fewer than three thousand large pots set up, some for boiling medicine, some for cooking, and some for boiling cloth strips. Fortunately, the people in the border region were simple and honest, and it was easy to recruit strong and healthy women and middle-aged men. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to succeed so smoothly.

In addition, a large number of pharmacists processed medicinal materials such as Panax notoginseng, Paris polyphylla, borneol, Aconitum carmichaelii, Cirsium japonicum, Viola yedoensis, Artemisia argyi, Bletilla striata, and Taraxacum mongolicum, and mixed them into powder in a certain proportion, which were then applied to wounded soldiers in large quantities to reduce the casualty rate.

This is a crudely made Yunnan Baiyao, which can clear blood and stop bleeding, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, reduce swelling and relieve pain. At present, it is definitely the best external injury medicine, comparable to a miracle drug.

(End of this chapter)