Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Wang Chongji leaned on the hoe to rest, and then smiled confidently: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, this is called raising the land with the land!"

"Raise the land with the land?" Zhang Wenguan was stunned for a moment, then clapped his palms and let out a long sigh, "If people can't support themselves, how can they raise the land?"

On the contrary, Wu Yi was shocked, and quickly understood Wang Chongji's truth - what is lacking, what to make up for, the most nourishing land, of course, is the crops that grow from the ground.

Wang Chongji's approach may seem reckless and impulsive, but he has actually thought it through. During the decades of living in Meizhou, he has fully investigated the geography, climate and agricultural plants of various parts of Shaanxi, so he knows deeply that it is too early to make up for it. In the evening, the most important thing right now is not to rescue this meager harvest, but to renovate this over-extracted land.

But for people of this era, Wang Chongji's concept is really too advanced.

Moreover, the question Zhang Wenguan raised is the sharpest and most pressing one hanging on the edge right now——

The people are so hungry that they gnaw trees and eat grass. Not every family has surplus food like the county prince's mansion. For these poor people, how can they have enough land to raise land?

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The group first inspected Wang Chongji's own field before entering the city of Meizhou.

Flying dust covered the sky, only a few strands of cold light pierced through the clouds and patted people's thin and sallow cheeks coldly.

Since entering the city gate, Li Hong's brows have not been loosened.

On the short road from the city gate to the county palace, there were ragged people begging with rice bowls along the way.A female beggar with disheveled hair was holding a skinny baby in her arms, and she put her fingers into the baby's mouth to replace the milk with blood.

Wu Yi hid at the end of the crowd, and vaguely saw the pair of mother and child. The baby was so thin that it didn't have the round and soft appearance of a young child. rash.

Xiao Dezhao couldn't help but walked up to her, and stuffed a string of money in her arms: "Go and buy some food."

The female beggar held the baby and kowtowed to him tremblingly: "Master, you are a kind person, you will live a long life..."

Zhang Wenguan couldn't help asking: "Don't you guys open a warehouse here to provide food?"

The beggar secretly glanced at the group of people, but saw that the leader was a young man with a jade face and a tall figure. Behind the young man in twos and threes followed several middle-aged men who were not impressive. The old man is not dressed like an ordinary person.

The two masters who asked the question looked amiable, but their faces were dignified and their eyes were deep. They were obviously not ordinary rich masters.

I heard that the current crown prince and princess are going to personally inspect the disaster situation in Meizhou, could it be...

She didn't have time to think about it, kicked her legs, staggered to Li Hong's feet, and grabbed Li Hong's clothes with her bloody fingers: "Are you His Royal Highness? Are you here to visit us? You..."

Before the third question could be asked, the conversation was cut off by a flash of knife light.

Pei Yuan drew a bright long knife halfway, and pressed the handle of the knife against her wrist: "Don't be presumptuous."

"It's okay." Li Hong gently held Pei Yuan's hand, and pushed the half-drawn long knife back into its sheath little by little.

Pei Yuan pressed down the hilt of the knife, and turned his gaze to Li Hong: "His Royal Highness, her child may be having a rash, please be careful."

Li Hong didn't answer his words, but still looked at the mother and son gently: "You first answer the question that Mr. asked you just now."

The female beggar was quite courageous, instead of being dumbfounded by Pei Yuan's murderous look, she calmed down instead.She also let go, hugged the child tightly, half knelt on the ground, and told Li Hong the whole story.

"For the past few years, there has been a severe drought here for the grassland people. Fortunately, the Holy Majesty has exempted them from taxes for three years, and opened a warehouse to provide food in the first year of Xianheng. The grassland people lived on a little relief from the government. It's just that This year, Wang Taishou said that the granary is empty and there is really no food to be released, so..."

Zhang Wenguan snorted coldly: "No food? He came to Chang'an a year ago, and the old man saw that he was fat and healthy. It can be seen that he ate all the food in the warehouse!"

After some teasing, he defuses the serious atmosphere by three points, and everyone burst into laughter. In fact, they knew in their hearts that Wang Ling was a big rat who stole oil and food, and Zhang Wenguan was the most outspoken.

Li Hong smiled lightly, and ordered someone to send the beggar home to appease her, and then sent a few slings of money.

The female beggar was very grateful, and before she left, she couldn't help but turn her head and said: "Your Highness, there are still many people like Caomin in Meizhou. Your Highness, I beg you to save them too."

A gust of cool wind swept over Li Hong's drooping eyelashes, forming a three-point frost-like coldness in those clear water-like eyes.

"I will."

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Yongning County Mansion is just like its owner who is clean but not high-minded, pure and unsophisticated. Rich conservation.

The county government had already prepared the east courtyard to invite the prince to live in. In the courtyard, a few green paulownia trees of different heights were planted obliquely, finally adding some greenness to the gloomy and gloomy sky in Meizhou.

Naturally, Taiping lived in the wing room next to her imperial brother. She and Li Jing were different, so she was taken care of by the nanny, while Li Jing was thrown to sleep with Wu Yi.

Two people sleep on the same bed, but fortunately, one is thin and the other is small, squeezed into the same bed, the heat and warmth are just right.

After these days of running around, not to mention Li Jing, even Wu Yi, an upright and youthful boy, felt a little tired. The sound of the gong that beat the watch had just passed the gate of the county mansion, and the two of them cuddled together and fell into a deep sleep. .

Wu Yi is still taking the slow white soup to support his body, but his sleep has always been very stable, and he seldom dreams.

That night, for some reason, he actually dreamed about the story of Nuwa mending the sky. The huge rock that mended the sky fell straight from the top of the sky and hit him on the chest, almost crushing him.

He woke up from his dream, and with a glimpse of Xiwei's morning light, he finally found the culprit——

Li Jing, a restless sleeper, his hands and feet are tightly wrapped around his body like vines, his head is simply resting on his heart, and he rubs his soft cheeks against his body from time to time. , from time to time the mouth made a murmuring sound.

Wu Yi lowered his head curiously, carefully eavesdropping on the little guy's sleep talk——

"Hubing... Master Digong... eat Hubing... don't eat stuffing..."

Well, I still remember this one.

Reluctantly, Wu Yi gently removed the hands and feet wrapped around his waist, and carefully raised Li Jing's head. The soft face still had the feel of the authentic steamed bun two years ago. Wu Yi couldn't help it. Taking the opportunity to pinch two more times, he was counterattacked by a group of hands and feet thumping twice.

Seven or eight-year-old children, at the age when they are snoozing, may not be able to wake up even if their heads are bald.

Wu Yi tucked him in a quilt and wrapped him tightly before he put on his clothes. He took out a thick copy of Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases from his luggage, and stood in front of the window to recite silently in the thin morning light.

After reading an article "Distinguishing the Pulse and Syndrome of Malaria", I felt that my mind was full of these words full of experience and wisdom, and even my head seemed to be a little heavy, which made my neck sore.

He put down the book in his hand, stretched lazily, moved his neck from side to side, and was just about to raise his eyes to look out of the window at Qingtong to relieve his fatigue, when he bumped into a pair of half-smiling eyes.

"Prince..." He hastily lowered his voice, afraid of waking up the sleeping Li Jing, "Why are you here?"

"When I saw your window open, I knew that you must have woken up to study in the morning. You are so diligent, and you will definitely be able to do something in the future."

The two early risers whispered this through the propped-up window.

Wu Yi thought to himself that you really misunderstood, if it wasn't for that little bastard Li Jing who couldn't sleep peacefully, he would still be wrapped in a warm blanket and chatting with Duke Zhou.

He wasn't going to explain this silly thing either. Li Hongda came to him early in the morning, apparently not to chat.

"Do you remember that child from yesterday?" Li Hong asked, "I saw a rash on his face. I don't know what disease he has."

Wu Yi just joined in the fun at the back of the crowd yesterday, he didn't even see the child's nose and eyes clearly, he could only tell that he was in a rash.

There are many diseases with rashes. To put it mildly, chickenpox and measles are common rashes. As long as they are maintained properly, they can heal quickly.

And on a larger scale, it may be the most famous epidemic in history-smallpox, a disease that has been almost wiped out in modern times, is basically incurable in this era.

He quickly sifted through the infectious diseases he had learned in his mind, but it was really difficult to determine what kind of disease the child had from just a short glance.

Seeing his embarrassment, Li Hong didn't feel embarrassed: "I discussed this with Mr. Zhang last night, and Mr. Zhang also said that he didn't look into it carefully, so it was difficult to diagnose for a while... I heard that Dr. Shen is best at epidemics, can you invite him For a visit?"

Wu Yi understood this, the crown prince didn't want to talk to Shen Hanshan, so he gave this verbal instruction through his mouth.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, since the half-mad Shen Hanshan is the imperial doctor who takes care of Taiping, he must belong to the party of Empress Wu. Although this matter is trivial, it is a matter of human life. life.

He knew Li Hong's thoughtfulness, felt the prince's kindness even more, and cared about the poor child in his heart, so he agreed.

"I'm going to invite Dr. Shen right now."

Only then did Li Hong smile slightly. The faint smile was hidden in the rising sun, like the gentlest scenery in this era, melting away all the gloom and haze.

Wu Yi's originally warm mood suddenly became cold in this smile that Datang was most proud of.

If I remember correctly, this gorgeous and beautiful sunrise will soon climb to the zenith, and then it will suddenly fall in the eyes of people who admire it.

Li Hong only had five years left in his life.