Autumn passed, winter came, and spring came again. Amidst the busyness, time came to the spring of the second year of Chuping (191).

Under the military coercion of Gao Shun and the inducement of food by Jia Xu, most of the Baibo troops in Hedong County surrendered to Lu Bu. A small number of them who were addicted to banditry fled to the southern part of Shangdang to join forces with Yang Feng, Hu Cai and others. Lu Bu successfully pacified Hedong County and surrendered more than 70,000 Baibo bandits.

Three thousand elite soldiers were selected from them to join the army to suppress the bandits and stationed in Taiyuan County. Half of the more than 70,000 people remained in Hedong County, and the other half moved to Taiyuan County and were arranged to reclaim abandoned farmland in the sparsely populated counties in the south.

The Southern Xiongnu Chanyu Yufuluo who had surrendered earlier was still settled in Shangdang. Lu Bu appointed Wang Chen as the prefect of Shangdang, and sent Han Lai with a thousand Feixiong troops to garrison there to guard against the remnants of Baibo in the south of Shangdang together with Yufuluo's Xiongnu soldiers.

After arranging these people, Lu Bu was temporarily free, and the private school mentioned before should be set up as soon as possible.

In fact, all the preparations for the school have been completed, and the enlightenment class has already started. Now all that is missing is a director. Lu Bu urgently needs a celebrity or a great scholar to help him enhance his reputation. If he invites Lu Zhi, the effectiveness of his talent recruitment order will be greatly improved.

In order to show his sincerity, Lu Bu took advantage of this free time and took a dozen personal guards with him to rush to Zhuo County to invite Lu Zhi.

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In March, the weather gradually warmed up and the annual spring sowing began again.

At noon, outside Xiahuli, Xiaquyang, Julu County, Jizhou, several farmers had just finished plowing a field and were sitting in the shade of a tree by the inner wall drinking water and chatting.

"I heard that the court issued a new order this year, and the newly appointed Minister of the Interior requested Your Majesty to exempt us from corvée and taxes so that the people can cultivate themselves. I wonder if it is true or not?" asked an old man with a white beard.

"Impossible. I went to the county town the day before yesterday, and the document for conscripting able-bodied men has already come down. After the spring sowing, each village is required to send 20 young men to dredge the river." A thin, dark man retorted.

"The winding section of the Hutuo River is prone to silt accumulation and needs to be dredged every few years. It hasn't been dredged for more than ten years. It's time to dredge it," said the old man.

"fart!"

The dark, thin man spat, "Since we're exempt from labor service, the government should pay us for the labor. Right now, it's the lean season, and my family eats wild vegetables mixed with bran every day, barely surviving starvation. I heard that someone in the neighboring village of Duishu has already starved to death, and the government hasn't intervened."

At this time, another man with a scruffy beard interrupted, "The court did issue a decree exempting corvée and taxes, but the current ruler of Jizhou is Yuan Benchu. I heard that he and Gongsun Zan in the north had a small fight a while ago. Although they have temporarily stopped fighting, the hatred between the two has been formed, and I'm afraid it won't end peacefully. If there is no taxation for the war, how will he get the money and food? In my opinion, not only will the corvée and taxes not be exempted, if the fighting breaks out again, I'm afraid they will even have to conscript civilians to transport food and fodder."

The old man took a sip of water and asked, "Then the imperial court won't intervene?"

"How can we manage this? Unless the General of Chariots and Cavalry and the General of Guards can pacify the various factions. But I heard that the General of Chariots and Cavalry came from a poor family and earned his position in Chang'an by betraying his former master and killing Dong Zhuo. Our Envoy Yuan of Jizhou is from a prominent family, so naturally he looks down on him and only pretends to obey the imperial decrees."

A few people were chatting when they suddenly heard a woman crying in the field. They all looked over and saw a child about fifteen or six years old sitting on the edge of the field with a purple face. The woman was crying and patting the child's back.

"Mai'er?" The dark and thin man's face changed, and he threw down the pottery jar of water and rushed over quickly.

"Did he accidentally eat grass seeds and get poisoned?" The old man hurried over with the other farmers.

"Mai'er, what's wrong? Tell me, what did you steal?"

The dark and thin man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but the child just covered his throat and couldn't say anything.

The woman looked at what the child had vomited on the ground and cried breathlessly, "This is all wheat seeds, nothing else."

"Choked?" The man hurriedly picked up the child and patted his back hard. After several pats, there was no relief. Instead, the child's face became uglier.

"Hurry, take him back to find Doctor Zhang!" the old man shouted anxiously.

The dark and thin man picked up the child and rushed into the lower lake like a whirlwind, "Divine doctor, divine doctor, please save my child!"

Zhang Ji and his companions, who were temporarily staying in Xiahuli, hurried out of the yard. When they saw the child struggling to breathe, they knew something was blocking his breathing passage. Zhang Ji hurriedly said to the man, "Try turning the child upside down."

The man was stunned. In the past, when children choked while eating, they were usually patted a few times to make them swallow, but he had never heard of turning the food upside down to get it out. But his own son's life was in danger, so the man did as he was told and held the child upside down, shaking and patting him, but still the food did not come out.

"That won't work. It's stuck in the trachea and can't be lifted out."

Zhang Mo, who followed behind, snatched the child from the man without saying a word. The child's cough was getting weaker and weaker, his lips were black and purple, and he could hardly stand.

Zhang Mo stood behind the child, put her arms around his waist, clenched one fist and placed it against the child's upper abdomen just below the xiphoid process. With the other hand, she held down her clenched fist and squeezed the abdomen upwards quickly. She repeated this several times, and the child spat out a few wheat seeds with a "puff" sound and burst into tears.

Being able to cry meant that his airway was unblocked, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing that his son was fine, the dark and thin man suddenly flew into a rage. He picked up the boy and slapped him on the buttocks, "Stealing the seeds! I told you not to steal! If you don't plant ten acres of land this year, your whole family will starve to death next year. How dare you steal..."

"Boss, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, you're going to kill Mai'er..."

The dark and thin man punched the woman away and said, "How can you look at him like that, woman? Can you eat the seeds? If you eat a seed now, you will have one less bowl of rice next year..."

As he said this, he was about to beat the child again.

The old man with a white beard sighed and stepped forward to persuade him, "That's enough. The kid is starving too. Fortunately, the food he vomited out can still be planted."

The dark and thin man then stopped and came over to thank Zhang Mo and the others.

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

Zhang Mo wiped the sweat off her face with her sleeve, feeling a little scared. She had heard of the Heimlich maneuver in her previous life, but had never saved anyone. If she had delayed any longer today, the child would have died.

Zhang Ji had just seen the child unable to dislodge the foreign object even after standing upside down, and his heart had already chilled. Now, seeing Zhang Mo rescue the child with just a few pushes, he couldn't help but be intrigued. He asked excitedly, "Disciple, where did you learn this method? I have traveled for several years and have encountered many people with foreign objects stuck in their throats. They all tried standing upside down and slapping their bodies, but sometimes they were able to dislodge them, and sometimes it didn't. You were able to rescue them with just a few pushes like this. It's truly miraculous."

Where did she learn this? Zhang Mo couldn't explain it, so she just babbled, "I also had a fruit pit stuck in my throat when I was a kid, and that's how my mother saved me."

Zhang Ji nodded and said, "This method is very good. People should learn it. It can save many children's lives."

In this world, ordinary people often do not have enough food to eat all year round. Once they have food, they often gobble it up. Children are easily choked by food. Zhang Ji has been traveling for several years and has seen many people die from this.

"Master, what you said is very true. From now on, wherever we go, we will teach people this method."

After spending nearly a year together, Zhang Mo has great admiration for her master's medical ethics. The ancients attached great importance to various skills and were reluctant to pass them on to others easily, but Zhang Ji was not stingy with his medical skills. Not only did he often provide free medical treatment, but he also patiently explained any medical problems patients had.

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