Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 286 The idea in the book is a matter of heaven
It has been more than half a month since the last trial of Hong Wei by the Heavenly Court.

The situation in Dengzhou City is also much better than before. Although porridge is still given out every day, at least many people's homes have been cleaned out, and the city has more or less the appearance of a state city.

After all, Dengzhou is the center of disaster relief, and the damaged city of Dengzhou is also the face of disaster relief. Even a capable minister like Li Qian needs face.

However, Li Qian and the Chu family's father and son are still very busy with their work. On the surface, the flood is over, but the fact that the water has receded does not mean that the disaster is over. In fact, the test is still very severe.

Moreover, the large-scale construction after the catastrophe also requires a plan. Although this part cannot be completely undertaken by the imperial court, at least some plans for the city need to be established.

In a medical hall called Renjitang in Dengzhou City, Yi Shuyuan sat with an old doctor to see patients for the people.

Under such a catastrophe, of course, no consultation fees will be charged. As for medicinal materials, sorry, they are too scarce and can only be given to the most needy.

There are not many people in the medical center at the moment, and most of the patients who come in the morning are either acupuncture or massage after the pulse diagnosis by the old doctor and Yi Shuyuan. There is really no medicine.

An old woman walked to the door of the medical hall and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old apprentice carefully cleaning the counter and medicine cabinet. The drawers soaked in water were cleaned individually and left to dry at the door of the Renji Hall.

The apprentice's movements are very meticulous. Although the large surface of the counter has been cleaned, there are still mud left in some corners. This is a medical hall, it is best not to have any dirt, and the buckle wrapped in linen with a bamboo stick must be cleaned little by little. clean.

Seeing this situation, the old woman was already mentally prepared, but she still opened her mouth and asked expectantly in the medical hall.

"Doctor, is there any medicine? My child's high fever won't stop me, I have money!"

The old woman took out a silver hairpin from her bosom, and quickly stuffed it back into her bosom.

The apprentice stood up and looked behind him. The old doctor over there was wiping his sweat with a cloth towel. He shook his head helplessly.

Yi Shuyuan, who just came from the backyard with a bucket, also heard what the woman said, and he sighed.

"The new medicine hasn't arrived yet, so bring your child to the clinic, maybe it can help him reduce his fever."

"He can't get out of bed"

The woman looked a little sad, Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, looked at the old doctor, then looked at the old woman and responded.

"Well, tell me where you live. I'll make a doctor's visit in the afternoon and visit your home."

"Hey, thank you doctor, thank you doctor!"

The old woman left her address and left with gratitude.

As soon as the old lady left, the apprentice couldn't help but complained helplessly.

"Medicine, medicine, medicine, we all need medicine, but we don't have any. Why doesn't the imperial court bring in more medicinal materials? Master, Mr. Yi, if this continues, how can our medical clinic survive?"

"How long can it last!"

As the old doctor spoke, he began to wipe his sweat again. Yi Shuyuan slid out a folding fan from his sleeve, unfolded the fan and handed it to him. The latter fanned him a few times, not only cooling himself down, but also a cool breeze seemed to blow in the medical hall.

At this time, a voice came from the street outside the medical hall.

"It is not easy for the imperial court to ensure the smooth flow of food roads. Medicinal materials are much more valuable than grain, and it is much easier for the people to operate. Even the imperial court cannot always gouge meat on merchants. A cart of grain is as heavy as silver, and a cart of medicinal materials More expensive than gold."

The owner of the voice was Li Qian, the imperial envoy for disaster relief, but he was not wearing an official uniform, and his entourage was only two people. One looked like a casual martial arts master, and the other was Chu Hang. Seeing Li Qian, three people in the medical hall People saluted one after another.

"I've seen Master Li!"

Li Qian and the people around him also bowed their hands in return. Chu Hang behind him was relieved to see that Yi Shuyuan was still here. As long as Mr. Yi is here, Master Li's body should not have any major problems.

"You don't need to be too polite, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Yi, I came here to see a doctor today, and my leg is a little weak, so I came to see you."

Although what Li Qian said just now was exaggerated, it also explained the current situation to a certain extent.

The food is okay, not to mention that medicinal materials are difficult to recruit, and the existing ones must be given priority to the areas with the most patients. Dengzhou City is not considered serious.

The old doctor smiled wryly.

"The old man is helpless, I can only ask Mr. Yi to stretch the meridians for the adults."

"My lord, please!"

As Yi Shuyuan said, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards a bed in the medical hall.

As soon as Li Qian lay down, Yi Shuyuan took his pulse. Judging from the pulse, Li Qian's body was weak, and it was probably due to overwork. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly massaged Li Qian's acupuncture points.

On the other side, the old doctor walked to the door and looked at the sky. Under the sun, the weather was also extremely hot.

"After the catastrophe, the weather is abnormal. It's almost cold dew, but this day is hotter than before. My lord, have you properly handled the corpses everywhere?"

Li Qian lay on the bed and frowned.

"In the past month, most of the people have claimed their corpses and buried them themselves. The rest can be burned if they can be burned, and buried if they can be buried. Hiss"

Stretching his legs, Li Qian couldn't help inhaling, while Yi Shuyuan kept moving his hands, turned his head to look outside the medical hall, and his expression was also slightly serious.

"The flood just receded, it was humid and hot, and many corpses were not disposed of in time, fearing the disease! Dengzhou City is actually fine, but the disaster victims gather too concentratedly in some places."

Li Qian's heart skipped a beat. Since fighting the disaster for more than a month, he has almost never had a good rest. He has endless things to do every day. The worry about the epidemic is not without, but compared with the previous things, he can only lag behind, but now But it had to be paid more attention to.

As a craftsman on the front line of disaster relief, Chu Hang explained for Li Qian.

"There is no way around this. Some places are completely flooded. Now it is good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Recently, many people have begun to return to their hometowns. It will take time to rebuild their homes. It is better to be hotter than severe cold."

"Yes!"

Li Qian sighed, to this day, the smugness when I came here is only left with endless exhaustion, often unable to sleep all night, and can only try my best to find perfection.

For the three-day memorial essay requested by the emperor, Li Qian was often a little bit powerless, after all, he really didn't have so much to write.

However, Li Qian had to pretend to be full of confidence, after all, he was the backbone of the entire Lingdong disaster relief.

Yi Shuyuan condensed some true energy on his fingertips, and gently kneaded Li Qian's meridians. The latter's expression gradually eased, and he fell asleep on the bed unconsciously.

Yi Shuyuan stood up at this moment, looking at Chu Hang and the guard.

"Let's take a rest too, my lord should wake up in the afternoon, he's just too tired"

"Thank you Mr. Yi!"

The guard and Chu Hang saluted Yi Shuyuan together, and the latter smiled.

"It's not easy for the two of you, you can take a nap."

In the lobby of the medical hall, besides the beds, there are also a few reclining chairs. These were prepared when there were many patients, and they have not been removed now.

The guards naturally declined, and Chu Hang was not in the mood to rest.

"If you don't sleep, the old man will have to sleep for a while!"

The old doctor Cheng Luo lay down on the recliner on one side, fanning Yi Shuyuan's fan, and gradually closed his eyes.

"Dong dong dong dong dong."

A sound of drums came from the sky, and Chu Hang was startled. He hurried to the door of the medical hall and looked up at the sky. He seemed to be able to see faint ripples in the sky. Echoing in the ear.

"Master Chu, what's the matter?"

The guard also walked to Chu Hang's side and subconsciously looked at the sky, as if there was nothing unusual.

"Didn't you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"Like a drum"

As Chu Hang said this, he suddenly realized something, and turned sideways to look inside the medical hall.

"What drums, no?"

The guard was talking on the side, and in Chu Hang's sight, Yi Shuyuan was slowly putting down his rolled up sleeves and looking at him calmly.

"People in Dengzhou and even people in Lingdong are spreading rumors that this flood may be caused by a monster dragon, and some gods and men from the heavens captured the monster. Yi is thinking about how to write this into the Lingdong flood. in the book."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Young Master Chu just reminded Yi that if the Heavenly Realm were to execute the demon dragon, it would definitely beat the drums and shake the sky, so it happened to be included in the book!"

Chu Hang's eyes slowly widened. Does Mr. Yi's voice mean that the demon dragon is about to be executed in the sky?

Hui Mian's voice also reached Yi Shuyuan's ears at this moment.

"Sir, why don't we go up and have a look?"

"If I don't go, naturally there are reasons for not going."

Without opening his mouth, Yi Shuyuan murmured in response to Hui Mian, then walked to the door, and looked up at the sky, and Chu Hang also looked at the sky again.

"If there is a god who executes the demon dragon, it should be in that direction!"

Yi Shuyuan stretched out his finger to the southwest, Chu Hang and the guard also subconsciously looked there, and even the apprentice from the medical hall ran out to look at the sky.

There are several folk versions of the story about the monster dragon in the great water. The little apprentice also listens to Yi Shuyuan occasionally talking about some "ideas" on weekdays, and is quite interested.

"Why that?"

The little apprentice asked, and Yi Shuyuan glanced at him.

"The rest of the sky can be seen at a glance, but there are clouds, why do you say?"

The little apprentice scratched his head.

"makes sense."
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At this moment, the cloud platform outside the heavens extended, and a god-man held a seemingly small and exquisite platform in his palm, stepping on the cloud slowly.

As the god-man stretched out his hand and threw it, the platform in his hand immediately fell towards the cloud head with a radiance, turning into a huge high platform.

The high platform is shining brightly, and there is a stone beam on the top of the two huge stone pillars carved in the shape of a dragon. The words engraved on it are blooming brilliantly. It is the Dragon Cutting Platform!

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom"

Several gods in the cloud will beat the drum together, and the sound of the drum will shake the sky and spread everywhere.

The pale-faced Hong Wei was escorted to the high platform by the gods. When he saw the three big characters of "Dragon Terrace", Hong Wei went limp.

"No--no--don't kill me--don't kill me--God please spare me-God please spare me-Dragon Lord-Dragon Lord save me-Dad-Grandfather--"

Hong Wei yelled bitterly, and tried to awaken his mana, but no matter how hard he struggled, he was carried to the dragon's platform quickly.

The two gods and men stood at the head of the cloud and just pushed Hong Wei forward, and he fell from the head of the cloud. Before he fell to the ground, chains shot out from the dragon-cutting platform.

In an instant, Hong Wei was bound by chains, and felt a tearing pain all over his body.

"Ah, moo, moo."

Hong Wei, who was in the chains, unexpectedly appeared as a dragon involuntarily, and a scaled dragon struggled painfully on the dragon-cutting platform while the chains were entangled.

"Moo, Moo, forgive me."

Suddenly, there was a sound of dragon chant.

"hold head high--"

All the gods and men around looked into the distance, and saw a few dragons soaring into the sky, and soon reached the periphery of the cloud platform, the leader was an old dragon, and even a female dragon screamed shrilly before it approached.

"Wei'er——Wei'er—"

(End of this chapter)