Villager of Daming

Chapter 1223 Chaoxia persuades people to use imperial physicians

At ten o'clock after the morning glow, smoke from the makeshift stove rose up.

Everyone was very nervous. The weather was hot and windless, but most importantly, the morning glow was so beautiful.

According to the living habits of the Jurchens, everyone did not eat breakfast. They had their first meal of the day at noon, had their second meal in the afternoon, and slept at night.

Wang Zhangyi sat opposite Zhu Shengchao. He was not used to such etiquette, especially drinking wine, eating fried steaks, desserts, and wild fruits...

Two other people were busy there, they were Zhu Dongliang and Zhu Feng, they were helping to prepare "Western food".

As for using a knife and fork, the Jurchens actually know how, but they are not good at it, so usually one knife is enough and there is no need for two forks.

The knife is not serrated, is longer than the 'Western' table knives, and can be used for more than just eating.

There are also quite a few people in the Dadali Alliance tribe. The normal population is 2,630, plus 1,430 slaves, so the entire group exceeds 4,000 people.

The number of forces controlled by Nahachu is not as large as that controlled by him. Historical records show that he had more than 200,000 people, but we don't know that many now.

In order to avoid the war, four thousand people left their homes and headed towards the area actually controlled by the Ming Dynasty.

So we received a warm reception from the Ming Dynasty team, and they arranged some people to prepare a meal for us yesterday.

We have made some preparations today and have plenty of time, so others will have a meal of wild vegetables and meat and cooked rice.

Wang Zhangyi ate fried deer chops, and the ceremonial tableware and drinks brought by the team came in handy.

These things were actually reserved for Tu Yajie. Since Tu Yajie was not seen, Wang Zhangyi got them.

There are appetizers, cheese soup, wild fruits, deer chops, desserts, black tea, green tea, or milk tea.

Wang Zhangyi was a little uncomfortable with the fork, but after getting used to it a little, he started eating happily.

After he had eaten a few mouthfuls, Zhu Shengchao drank some wine and said, "Let's follow the main force first. We have doctors from the Imperial Hospital in our team. They have excellent medical skills. Commander Wang can exchange some ideas with them."

Zhu Shengchao already knew that Wang Zhangyi wanted to go directly to the place of trade, but he didn't want to let the other party go because it would be difficult to manage him.

Suddenly there was a large group of Jurchens there, plus they had started migrating before, so there were not enough houses locally.

Moreover, when there are many people and they come into contact with each other, conflicts are likely to arise, and a small thing can cause a conflict between the two sides.

If Wang Zhangyi is persuaded by other methods, he may not agree. Even if he agrees, he still has to convince the people in his tribe.

According to the general flag, the reason why Wang Zhangyi was able to become the leader was because of his father, he was relatively strong, and finally he could treat people and knew many Chinese characters.

Hanhan said that if one wanted to relocate a group of people, the best way would be to move the Huimin Pharmacy, the herbal medicine store, and the official school to one place.

In this way, people moved so that they could get timely medical treatment when they were sick, send their sons to school, and be given some nearby fields in exchange.

Of course, there is another way, which is to buy their original properties and land at more than ten times the price, and they will be very happy.

"There are so many imperial doctors. Are they the kind who can bring the dead back to life?"

Wang Zhangyi's state was indeed different from before. His adoptive father had often talked to him about the imperial physician, and every time he talked about it he looked longing.

So in his heart, the Imperial Medical Bureau was a sacred place, and each imperial physician was like a god.

Zhu Shengchao: “…”

He smiled helplessly: "Sometimes! People may fake their death, which means they are not really dead, so there are rules about how many days to keep the coffin.

They also need to find relatives to cry, and find monks and Taoists to set up a Taoist temple, so as to use this sound to wake up people who may have faked their death. If they are really dead, it is not the responsibility of the imperial physician, but the responsibility of the King of Hell. The imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital cannot tear up the book of life and death with their hands or step on the judge's pen with their feet. "

"Oh oh oh!" Wang Zhangyi smiled awkwardly: "We all know this. If the King of Hell orders someone to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep him alive until five o'clock?"

"That's not necessarily true. No matter what disease you are seeing, people in some places, as long as they encounter the corresponding symptoms, will dare to say, 'If the King of Hell orders someone to die at three o'clock in the morning, I say five o'clock, so it will be five o'clock.'"

Zhu Shengchao disagreed. The medical equipment and technology in the village are getting better and better, especially antibiotics, which are very powerful!
There is also anti-snake venom serum. You can carry it with you. No matter what kind of venomous snake it is, you can inject the anti-snake venom serum within a few minutes and the snake will survive.

Unless the snake bites the aorta directly, there will be no time to inject serum and the person will die.

There is basically no poison as deadly as the strychnos nux vomica, as Hanhan said, but there is a poison in the village laboratory that can make a person unable to be rescued.

It must be strictly preserved and no negligence is allowed. If you want to kill someone, just put a little bit of it in the upper wind and if it gets into your nose, there will be no hope.

"So arrogant?" Wang Zhangyi showed a surprised look. He didn't know that the medical skills of the Imperial Hospital were not the best. He just felt that no one could compete with the King of Hell for life.

"You've used that gun before. You've used both the single-shot and the burst. Do you think the person who made that gun is crazy?"

Zhu Shengchao gave an example of a real situation. He used guns on the other party, all the guns that could be taken out, and also let the other party throw three grenades.

After all, among all the means of persuasion, force is the simplest, unless someone would rather die than surrender.

"Yes, it's convenient for hunting! Yes, it's the best for hunting."

Wang Zhangyi showed a simple smile and emphasized hunting, he didn't want to talk about beating people.

He tried everything yesterday. When throwing the grenade, they even dug a double-shaped trench with right angles for him.

At the same time, sandbags were piled up in several locations, for fear that he would lose them if he threw them.

Even so, when he threw the grenade, there was someone responsible for protecting him and pulled him into the ditch to hide at the critical moment.

The main thing is to avoid the fragments of the grenade. The shock wave actually only has a vibration effect after entering the ditch. It is not a bomb and cannot kill people.

The leaders of other small tribes in his tribe at that time followed suit and tried it a little.

Everyone was certain that the weapons of the Ming Dynasty were extremely powerful, so powerful that they had no power to change their hands when facing them, no, they couldn't even defend themselves.

Hundreds of steps! It can actually kill someone.

When we were close, about 100 to 200 steps away, we would hear the roars of the enemy.

How can we fight this? Is it true that our bows can threaten the Ming army at 100 steps? Shields and armor are useless. They will all be penetrated.

"Chief Tu Yajie has a grandson, the eldest son, did you know?" Zhu Shengchao thought for a moment and asked again.

"I know! Alas! What a hypochondriac! How pitiful!"

Wang Zhangyi looked sad. He knew Tu Yajie and they had a good relationship.

Naturally, we know that Tu Yajie had a key grandson, the son of his eldest son, who was found to have rickets not long after he was born. This disease is incurable.

"He's in the team behind us! With another baby who has the same problem. He's fine now, and will be just like everyone else in the future."

Zhu Shengchao told Wang Zhangyi about this and advised him to stay and go with the main force.

(End of this chapter)