Royal Road

"The army of Chengdu kings and Hejian kings is approaching, and Luoyang is about to be besieged! That is 300,000 army, how can it be held?!"

"Luoyang Chengjian, can the rebels be able to take it down? Not to mention that the king of Changsha is sitting in the palace. The king of Changsha is extraordinary and will be able to defeat the rebels!"

"I don't think it is necessary! Now it is Lu Pingyuan who leads the army. You should have heard of the name of the Jiangdong Lu family? I don't think I should kill Yang Xuanzhi and Huangfu Shang according to the text, and give up Luoyang City to the King of Chengdu... "

"Bah! Will anyone who would kill even the queen's father respect your Majesty?! Let such a rebellious courtier and thieves enter Luoyang, don't you repeat the mistakes of the Zhao King! Now the morale of the city is high, and there are Donghai King and Dongying Gong. , If their personal soldiers marched northward, they would definitely be able to control the situation!"

"Donghai King? I don't think he may..."

The whispers stopped abruptly, and the two guards closed their mouths at the same time watching the man walking out of the hall slowly. As if he hadn't heard their discussion, Jiang Da stepped out of the inner court and walked towards Shao's Mansion.

It has been more than a month since arriving in Wangcheng, but Jiang Da is as cautious as he did when he first entered Luoyang. The Jinyang epidemic is rare in the world, and it was dedicated to the emperor by Dongying Gong as a favor. The typhoid fever has plagued the country for more than a hundred years, and all the princes of Chao Shang are very interested in this law, but more people just regard it as a good omen, rather than a recipe for saving the people. Several medical office officials who came to Luoyang with him have joined the families of your princes, but he was left in the palace because he was reluctant to speak and was the head of the medical office.

However, the rules in the palace are so strict. There have been various precedents for the prevention and control of epidemics. What he can provide is only a few suggestions. Because of this, the sly medical officers in the Shao Mansion put the heavy duty of epidemic prevention on him. Who can guarantee the epidemic? The burden on Jiang Da's shoulders became extremely heavy, forcing him to enter the palace every day to carefully check various matters in the palace. In the palace, there are mostly well-informed gentry children, so he also heard the news of Luoyang being besieged early from the crowd.

This is worse than expected. If Luoyang City is broken, can he leave alive? Who would have thought of a hard work, saved so many lives, but in the end can only be trapped in a lonely city. Grandfather still sees clearly that this Luoyang is not a good place.

Now it can only be seen how the Korean and Chinese guilds dealt with it. Don’t Dongying still have a strong army? If you can lead them to help, maybe there is still a possibility of escape. It's a pity that these are by no means his little medical officer can control.

Walking heavy, Jiang Da did not raise his head, and walked slowly outside along the tall city wall.

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"Brother! Luoyang is besieged, why not let me recruit an army north to stop the soldiers of Chengdu King?" Sima Teng asked, sitting on the seat, clenching his fist. He came to Luoyang just to ask for credit. How could he not be furious when he was blocked in the city by a large army? ! Sima Ying is arrogant and domineering, and has long been jealous of his brother. Isn't it the best chance to counterattack now?

"It's too early." Sima Yue said with a faint smile, "Shidu is not a simple figure. With more than a hundred people, he can break into the imperial ban and kill the king of Qi in one fell swoop. If it weren't for his trick, how could the king of Chengdu be trapped in Ye? What happened to the city? Now that the two tigers are fighting, why not take this opportunity to watch?"

Sima Teng immediately reacted: "Brother wants to..."

This is to make the two princes fight a battle first, and profit from it! Sima Yingbing is strong and strong, but Sima Yi is also brave and brave. It is difficult to determine who wins and who loses. But one thing is certain, no matter who wins, I'm afraid they will be greatly injured. By then, won't they have the possibility to go further? They are all imperial relatives. Is it just because the Emperor Wu is not a direct descendant, is it necessary to be far away from the throne?

Sima Yue gently shook the feather fan: "It's not busy. Righteousness is still on our side. Let's wait for them to decide the outcome."

The clenched fist was slightly loosened, and Sima Teng nodded and said: "Brother still wants to understand. I will also walk around in the hall and help Brother A!"

Outside the high gate, the dust was flying, and a team of soldiers assembled, preparing for the deadly battle. Above the high hall, undercurrents surged.

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Beside the golden ears of grain, the heads were moving. Regardless of men, women and children, all joined the ranks of the autumn harvest. The newly reclaimed fields outside Liang's mansion finally reached the harvest season.

In addition to a large amount of millet, beans, hemp, and sorghum were planted in these fields. The experience summarized in the agricultural book has been very effective. Even during the severe drought, it also gave these hard-working farmers a generous gift. This kind of harvest, not to mention a severe drought, may not be seen even if the weather is smooth and rainy. Ordinary people who depend on heaven for food have never seen these methods of intensive cultivation. Many people do not live in their hearts to pray to gods and Buddhas when they bury their heads in the harvest. Fortunately, they have taken refuge in the "Buddha" to see such a good harvest.

However, in the mansion, the "Buddha" who was worshipped was full of clouds.

"Luoyang was besieged by the king of Chengdu?! Has Duke Dongying returned from Luoyang? Where are the medical workers in Yiliu?"

When receiving a negative answer, Liang Feng couldn't help standing up and pacing in the room. Hell, he thought that there was Dongying, Jiang Da's trip to Luoyang was just a little frustrated, who would have thought that he was directly trapped in the city! Didn’t Luoyang just fought a game last year? Why are you here again this year! Don't those idiots of the Sima family look at what's going on in the world? !

"Quickly go to Jiang's Mansion and tell Doctor Jiang about the matter. I'll write another letter and ask Wang Zhongzheng." Now it's too late to think about anything, Liang Feng quickly ordered. I only hope that Wang Wen will have a better face and can think of saving Jiang Da.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, he was waiting for another news.

"This is the medical technique written by the doctor Jiang before his death. Jiang Mansion asked me to send it and give it to the lord of the land." A Liang carefully presented the box and bowed his head. "Patriarch Jiang also said that it was God's will for Jiang Da to be trapped. , No need to register, just ask the host to remember the previous promise."

Looking at the wooden box in front of him, Liang Feng was silent for a long time, then raised his hand and lifted the lid of the box. Inside, there is a scroll, which is not too thick, with four words on the top, "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases". The name was unremarkable, and the handwriting was extremely crooked. I wonder if the writer tried his best. However, these four characters regained Taishan.

I handed over the knowledge of modern epidemic prevention to the two grandparents, but in the end he was the only one who lost his name. One of the other two died and one was trapped. It was like a sharp satire, leaving him like a man on his back.

"What did Wang Zhongzheng say?" Liang Feng asked in a low voice.

"Zhongzheng said that the rebel army is already under the city, and now the roads to Luoyang are all blocked and cannot enter the city."

Wang Wen also has his family in Luoyang City. He would say that, and I am afraid he is powerless. But the Wang Clan of Taiyuan said so, what can he do?

In the end, Liang Feng said: "Deliver a letter to the county prince to help clear the pass on both sides. I will send some people to guard there. If Luoyang retreats, I will enter the city to find people. Also, immediately go to Fucheng and find some carved Buddha statues. Or the craftsman of the tombstone, saying that the Liang Mansion is in urgent need, and they are all recruited to the mansion!"

I was a little dazed by these two completely different orders, but Aliang still responded and retreated.

Liang Feng took a deep breath, took out the medical book from the box, lifted the pen and paper, and started copying. After copying it from dawn to dark in one breath, Yi Yan, who had been on the side for a long time, finally couldn't bear it and knelt before Liang Feng's case.

"Master, you should rest! It won't hurt to copy this book tomorrow!"

Liang Feng paused with the tip of his pen and raised his wrist: "Tomorrow will be fine? Who knows what will happen tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow will still be tomorrow! With me by the lord's side, nothing will happen!" Yi Yan's eyes widened and clenched his fists.

Hearing these slightly childish words, Liang Feng smiled: "No, Yi Yan, tomorrow may not be as usual. I am afraid I will regret it for life if I don't accomplish these things within my power."

"But the lord has tried his best..." Yi Yan stared at the slightly trembling hand holding the pen, and said forcefully, "If you are fighting for this day and your body is damaged, who can fulfill your wish for the lord?"

These words touched Liang Feng subtly. He raised his hand slightly and put it aside: "Yeah... one day, how can it be used." As soon as the conversation turned, he suddenly said, "Yi Yan, you said your father He was originally a Buddhist carver."

"Yes!" Seeing the lord stop writing, Yi Yan suddenly felt relieved and replied neatly.

"Then there are similar Buddha carvers in your clan?"

"Yes, there are about ten households. However, there has been a severe drought in my hometown recently, and I don't know how many are left."

"Go get them all. I'm useful." Liang Feng said.

Yi Yan nodded vigorously, and then asked, "Is there only a Buddha carver?"

These words seemed to wake up Liang Feng, and he suddenly frowned: "Are there still young men in your clan?"

"It shouldn't be too much. Most of them are staying after taking care of the old and weak at home. The rest are fled."

"Then they, are you willing to come to Liang Mansion to vote for me?" Liang Feng found that he had forgotten a very serious problem. The Jie Ren was also a Hu, and he was originally a servant of the Huns. If the Xiongnu raise their troops, will these Jie people take refuge in it?

"I can get it! The lord treats people very well, and they will definitely be willing to work for the lord." Yi Yan's eyes also lit up, and he did not forget the compatriots in his hometown who were starving and being bullied by the government. If the Lord is willing to take them in, he will surely be able to train these people and become an indestructible army!

"Very well, there are still three hundred people left near Liang's Mansion. Those young and strong with a family and a mouth, even if you recruit!" Liang Feng said immediately.

If these people will be pushed back by the idiots of the Sima family sooner or later, then it is better to raise them yourself and become a backup army. If everyone had the bravery of Yi Yan, these people would definitely be a powerful force. Coupled with the infantry composed of refugees, his forces will not be so empty.

Yi Yan immediately understood what the Lord said. The lord needs safe, controllable troops. Only by dragging the family with one's mouth, can we be at ease to train in the fields. And this will save the lives of an unknown number of young and old, how could he refuse!

Throwing the pen on the inkstone, Liang Feng let out a long sigh of relief. Now that the troubled times have reached this point, what else does he worry about? Continue to recruit troops and expand your power! There is still money...

Looking down, he looked at the unfinished volume of medical skills in front of him, and gently raised the corners of his mouth. If you like Fengya, I will give it to you. As long as you can give me those things that can live your lives!