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Chapter 675 Slack

The locust plague in Guanzhong was only contained, but not completely resolved.

In the huge Henan land, there are swarms of locusts everywhere, and with the northwest wind, they are heading south to Guanzhong.

More and more people believe that what Du Kuan said is a warning from heaven.

There are more and more local admonitions, urging Yang Zheng to suspend his troops and rest with the people, and not to use weapons rashly, otherwise the disaster from heaven will become more and more serious.

Metaphysics is on the rise in this era, and there are too many people who believe in it.

Wanting to change them is by no means overnight.

Yang Zheng had no choice but to follow the hearts of the people, and built an altar outside Chang'an City to worship the heaven and the earth, and asked Li Mi to write an eloquent sacrificial oration.

The general idea is that if the heavens really want to bring disasters, they will come to me, Yang Zheng. Yang Zheng is willing to wait for the people to be punished by the heavens, so as not to bring disasters to the fish in the pond, and to harm the people...

The sacrificial texts were also sent to all counties and counties for posting.

The people are always the first to be moved, and the scholars are also very moved, thinking that Yang Zheng accepts advice with an open mind and has the appearance of a benevolent king.

Then all over the country went into vigorous locust extermination operations.

There is no farmland in Henan. Herdsmen herd chickens, ducks and geese during the day and catch them manually. At night, they light bonfires everywhere to attract migratory locusts to the fire.

The plague of locusts continued intermittently, but the threat to Guanzhong was gradually decreasing.

After Lu Zhi, Suo Jing, and Li Mi took over, Yang Zheng could also take a breather.

It is possible to rest with the people, but it is absolutely impossible for Yanwu to rest.

Yang Zheng put down the butcher's knife here, and someone else's butcher's knife came.

However, it is true that the Qin State has not had any savings since it has been conquering continuously for the past few years.

Of course, this state cannot last forever, and this natural disaster is also a reminder.

Yang Zheng's hatred for Du Kuan was not so deep anymore. Knowing that he was decisive in killing and attacking now, he dared to make a direct remonstrance, which is considered to be a bit of a loyal minister.

Guanzhong could not be counted on, so Yang Zheng set his sights on Hehuang, Shuzhong, and Hanzhong.

There are no droughts and locust plagues in these places.

Especially in Hehuang, the great development of animal husbandry provided Guanzhong with a large amount of meat, reducing its dependence on grain.

Last year, both Hanzhong and Shuzhong had good harvests, and this year is also good. Zhang Fu sits in Shuzhong, focuses on land taxation, and suppresses tyrants. He cooperates with Du Yu and Linghu Sheng. The road from central Shu to Guanzhong prepares for the transportation of grain after the autumn harvest.

As long as people's hearts are stable, a plague of locusts will not shake the foundation of Qin.

The people were completely mobilized.

The whole spring and summer have been battling locusts.

It's just that one wave has not settled down and another wave has risen again.

Yang Zheng finally found an opportunity to get together with Jiang Alian and Peng Qingchan.

As a time traveler, life must be a little more interesting, the lights were blown, but the female officer panicked and shouted outside the hall: "Your Majesty, Pang Sicheng has something important to announce..."

Hearing that it was a big deal, Yang Zheng quickly jumped up from the bed.

They thought it was Yi Yang or Jing Xiang who would decide the winner, either Sima Yan died or Sun Hao and Zhong Hui died.

The female officer knew that Yang Zheng was busy with business, but she came to bother her, which meant that something really serious happened.

Pang Qing is not ignorant of the importance.

The two women dressed Yang Zheng resentfully.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "If you go alone, you will come back."

Jiang A Lian was as gentle as water, "Your Majesty should put state affairs first."

Peng Qingchan was very shy and blushed like a cloud.

Looking at it, Yang Zheng became a little excited again.

However, after so many years, I still have the strength to resist temptation. Since ancient times, the gentle township has been a tomb of heroes...

Arriving at the Yishi Pavilion, Pang Qing waited for a long time, "My lord, there is an epidemic in Guanzhong!"

"What?" Yang Zheng raised his head and looked at the dark sky, offering sacrifices and worshiping, why are you still here?

Drought and locust plagues are nothing, but plague is a big deal.

From the end of the Han Dynasty to the present, tens of millions of people died of the plague.

Both Zhang Jiao and Yu Ji sold talisman water to cure diseases.

The great plague at the end of Han Dynasty has not been completely eliminated until now.

There is only a small population in Guanzhong, so is there no cock crowing for a hundred miles and no human habitation for a thousand miles?

"Where is it posted?"

"Fufeng, Feng Yi, and Jingzhao all have them, especially martial arts. Mr. Xuan Yan led his disciples to go to martial arts three days ago."

martial arts?

Isn't this the place where he and Linghu Sheng poisoned and lied about the outbreak of the plague?
Yang Zheng looked at the night sky again, could it be that retribution really came?
It seems that immoral things can't be done...

Mr. Xuanyan is Huangfumi's self-proclaimed name. Huangfumi doesn't like officialdom, but only likes to study medical skills and write academically. Therefore, everyone in the state of Qin respectfully calls him Mr. Xuanyan.

Yang Zheng looked in the direction of the harem and scratched the back of his head. It seemed that he could not keep his promise tonight, "Quickly go to martial arts!"

Not long after, Lin Sen and other personal guards came to war horses.

Yang Zheng left overnight.

Martial arts are not far from Chang'an, and Kuaima only takes one day's effort.

The city is busy.

It was not easy to find Huangfu Mi from the pile of medicinal materials.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. It's not a plague. It's just a symptom of poisoning. I have found a way to diagnose and treat it. I ordered medical centers and medical houses to make decoctions." Huangfumi's eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and he said it easily , it can be seen that the whole thing is not so easy.

The state of Qin was waiting to be rejuvenated, there were many immigrants from all over the country, their living habits were very different, and the sanitation situation was worrying.

Fortunately, Yang Zheng established the medical center system in advance, including doctors in the evaluation of officials, and the number of doctors in Qin State continued to increase.

"Are there enough medicinal materials?" Yang Zheng asked the key point.

There is a prescription, and it is useless if the medicinal materials are not available.

"I don't sleep and rest, two days and two nights, Chuang Qingniu drink, take licorice, sage grass, nepeta and other common herbs from the field, drink it, you can get rid of insect fever, and you can recover in three or two days." Yang Zheng thought Yes, Huangfu Mi had already thought of it.

"It's so good, very good." Yang Zheng wiped off his cold sweat.

It seems that it was eaten by eating locusts.

"When the locusts are young, they are not poisonous. Once they grow up, they gather in a regular manner and produce toxins. The hotter the weather, the stronger the toxins," Huangfumi explained.

It's June, and the weather is getting hotter, but not yet at its peak.

Not to mention the insect poison that comes with it, the parasites alone are daunting.

The growth period of locusts is the same as that of crops, and August and September are when they are crazy.

"Let the local governments urge the people not to eat locusts." Yang Zheng took off the token and handed it to Pang Qing.

"Wei!" Pang Qing took it, mounted his horse and returned to Chang'an.

"Sir, take care of your health." Yang Zheng said with concern.

Huangfu Mi shook his head, "I'm all right, the four seasons are not right these few years, there are frequent outbreaks of epidemics, the people have a little life, how dare I slack off?"

Yang Zheng bowed his hands respectfully at him, "Mister is really a national scholar."

No matter how big the disaster is, there are always people who stand silently and do things with sincerity.

Huaxia has survived the catastrophe, probably because of these backbones.

Huangfumi said indifferently: "Guanzhong has experienced military disasters, droughts, locust plagues, and disease disasters. People's hearts are not lost. It is also the merit of the king. Natural disasters will eventually pass, and Daqin will also rise one day. The king must not slack off."

Although these words were preaching, but to Yang Zhenger's ears, it sounded like a fairy.

"How difficult it is to rejuvenate the country! How can a lonely person slack off?"

With these people in the state of Qin, Yang Zheng feels at ease. There is no disaster that cannot be overcome since ancient times.

(End of this chapter)