Great Tang Dynasty

Chapter 495 Smallpox
Time passed like this.

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, Cheng Yaojin and Qin Tian finally managed to deal with all the affairs in the disaster area.

Relatively speaking, the problem in the disaster area is not difficult to solve, as long as the people can eat enough, have a place to live, and block the mouth of the Yellow River.

Of course, the matter of the Yellow River Mouth had been taken care of by specialized personnel from the imperial court before. Qin Tian and the others didn't need to focus on that, they mainly settled the rebel refugees.

After this solution, they didn't stay long, and rushed directly to the capital.

The New Year is getting closer and closer. On this day, when the army was rushing, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky.

The snowflakes were so big that they seemed to cover the whole world.

The army encountered such a heavy snow and couldn't move forward, so they could only find a place and set up camp.

After the army set up camp, it was still snowing heavily. After all, Yuchi Baolin and Qin Huaiyu were not very old, and their enthusiasm for snow was unmatched by others.

So after settling down, the few people divided into two camps and had a snowball fight on the snow.

The snowball flew in the air and hit Cheng Chumo's face in fear.

Laughter, noisy sound incessantly.

Qin Tian sat in the middle of the battle and warmed himself up by the fire, listening to the children playing outside, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, these children seemed to be carefree forever.

They never seemed to have thought about the consequences of this heavy snowfall.

"Hey, I thought I could rush back to the capital before the New Year, but now that there is such a snowfall, I'm afraid it will delay us for a few days. It will be the New Year when we return to the capital."

Beside the fire, Cheng Yaojin suddenly felt a little sad. He was still a very homesick person, and he thought that he could celebrate the New Year with his family after returning home, but now it seems that it is impossible.

After saying this, Cheng Yaojin picked up a bowl of drunken beauty and drank it. The drunken beauty has already warmed up. After drinking, it makes people feel warm all over.

Sitting beside him, Qin Tian couldn't help but think of the two wives at home. He couldn't spend the New Year with them this year, and wondered if they would be disappointed.

The wind and snow were still blowing, and the barracks soon turned into a silvery white. The children seemed to be bored with snowball fights, and they were building snowmen at this time, and they wanted to compare them to see who made them.

The laughter outside still came from time to time.

Time passed like this.

And just as the New Year was getting closer, there was also a heavy snowfall in Chang'an City.

The heavy snow finally stopped on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

After the heavy snow stopped, the east and west cities gradually became lively.

At the end of dusk, a man in his fifties left from West City, preparing to leave the city.

His name is Zhang Yi, and everyone in the village calls him Old Zhangtou. Since the rise of vegetable greenhouses in their village, they have grown vegetables almost every year. In winter, they brought vegetables to Chang'an City for sale, which made their lives much easier.

With the heavy snow and early sunshine, the people in Chang'an all came out, so today's business is surprisingly good. At noon, Lao Zhangtou sold out the cart of vegetables he brought.

During the Chinese New Year, no matter the dignitaries or ordinary people, they are actually very willing to spend money, so even though they know that it is more expensive than usual, they are still willing to buy some to eat.

It’s only once a year, I’m really sorry if I don’t eat.

The green vegetables were sold out at noon, but Lao Zhangtou was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he strolled around the West Market, wanting to buy some food and toys for his two grandchildren.

Of my two sons, one went to war, and the other worked as a farmer at home. He usually went to find some odd jobs, so he took very little care of the two children. Therefore, the two grandchildren fell into the old head. on people.

The two grandchildren are only five or six years old, and they are growing up, so there must be no less meat during the Chinese New Year. The rich and powerful want to eat vegetables, but they can only eat more meat during the Chinese New Year.

Children are playful, so don't forget some small toys.

Old Zhangtou wandered around the West Market for a long time, so that when he returned, his car was still full, and he had almost spent all his money selling vegetables today.

But he doesn't feel distressed, for his two grandchildren, what is this?
This day is getting better and better, so let's just make it worse.

After leaving Chang'an City, Lao Zhangtou's speed slowed down, because there was still a lot of snow in many places. Fortunately, there were many pedestrians on the road, and there was no shortage of companions along the way.

But when Lao Zhangtou was driving home with a cart of things, his feet suddenly slipped and he fell to the ground. Seeing this, several passers-by nearby quickly helped him up.

It's just that although the old Zhangtou was helped up, he suddenly felt weak all over.

"Are you okay? In that village, do you want to tell your family and let them pick you up?"

Passers-by asked enthusiastically, but the old man felt dizzy and couldn't help sneezing.

"No...no need...the child is busy..."

The old Zhangtou continued to walk, and everyone didn't care, but when the old Zhangtou pulled his car for a short distance, he suddenly fell down on the snow again. This time, he was powerless, but Couldn't even stand up.

The cold wind was blowing, and passers-by took Lao Zhangtou to the nearest medical center.

The medical clinic is not very big, but the doctor's medical skills are well-known nearby. When the doctor saw the condition of the old Zhangtou, his brows froze immediately.

"No, probably not..."

The doctor was talking to himself, and the apprentice next to him was a little curious after hearing it: "Master, why can't you?"

"Don't ask too much, don't get close to that patient, let the teacher take care of it."

He was a little worried. Judging from the condition of old Zhangtou, it was like smallpox recorded in medical books. This disease appeared once more than 100 years ago, but there was no cure. In the end, many people died. The body burned for half a month before it was finally burned clean.

Smallpox is a disaster for them, a disaster that is more helpless than natural disasters, and there is almost no other better way than waiting to die.

The doctor suspected that Lao Zhang had smallpox, but he hoped in his heart that this was not the case, and it must not be, otherwise, the whole Tang Dynasty would suffer.

If smallpox was rampant, more people would die than in a single war. During the chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, the population of China was already very small. If there were fewer smallpox, the population of China would be even smaller.

The point is, a smallpox will cause many changes in Datang, which has just been established.

The doctor began to treat the old Zhangtou, but no matter how he treated him, the condition of the old Zhangtou could not be improved, and as time went by, the old Zhangtou's body began to fester...

(End of this chapter)