Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    "Wen Jun is familiar with the art of Qi and Huang, and there are countless small people. ...I have not been disciplined enough in the past, and Tang Zhou has already been punished ... Today there are ten boys, all of them intelligent, who have gone to the beach and hope to take them in ..." Little Wang Rui still carried a childish boy He read the letter for Ah Sheng Lang in cadence.

    A Sheng leaned on the desk and rubbed his temples. When she woke up at 6 in the morning, she was seeing a doctor and teaching medical students. In the afternoon, she was reviewing the data of the autumn harvest and studying the tenancy rent in the disaster year. Now she feels that everything in front of her eyes is spent, so she has no choice but to catch the new generation of small pillars. They came to work for her as child labor.

    It's Wang Rui's turn today.

    After reading the letter, Ah Sheng only felt that his qi and blood were rising. "Achi, put on the soothing incense."

      peel. There was no sound during the whole process.

    The smell of expensive agarwood permeates the room, mixed with the aftertaste of red sandalwood and lilac. Ah Sheng took a deep breath, opened his eyes and asked Wang Rui, "Do you understand what the letter means?"

    Wang Rui, who was naturally quiet, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

    A Sheng sneered: "Zhang Jiao wants to make me the envoy of the gods! One gods envoy, ten medical students, and then help him pretend to be ghosts again, it's a good calculus! If you don't help him, you'll be doing nothing to save the people in the epidemic. Ha, what is this called? It's called moral kidnapping!"

    Wang Rui sat on the ground like a wooden man without saying a word. Ah Sheng knew his character, so he didn't force the tech house to express his opinion, so the person who sent the letter became the target of bombardment.

    "General Manager Qin, what do you think?"

    Qin Liu glanced at Hua Min and Zheng Xuan, who were sitting in the guest seat, with a serious expression: "These people are pure ghosts and mythical tricks, and they should not be in the company of them. Besides, I have learned the words of the saints since childhood. As long as there is progress in medical skills, I will dedicate a book to the court. The court broadcasts medicine, and it can save the people better than them? Besides, how can the feud of the great doctor be revealed in a single sentence?"

    Open your eyes and talk nonsense, when did Qin Liu believe in the book of sages and the imperial court? And let the Eastern Han Dynasty broadcast medicine, I am afraid that I am not living in a dream.

    A Sheng spit out a suffocating breath, followed the nonsense and continued: "I mean the same, send those ten boys back. After Ari returned, he passed my words: Anyone who learns my Fahrenheit medical skills. , Respect ghosts and gods and keep them away.”

    Wang Rui nodded: "No."

    "Go."

    So Wang Rui retired. After another half an hour, the two patrons who finished their snacks and tea also got up and said their goodbyes. It was dark, the stars were shining, and the lighthouse in the distance began to glow yellow.

    A Sheng took the letter and walked all the way until he came to the small pavilion in the center of the main courtyard reservoir. Qin Liu was like a ghost, silently following behind her. There was no one around, only the mountain wind whistled. Speaking of secret conversations, this kind of place is the least likely to be eavesdropped.

    A Sheng personally took the fire and lit the lanterns in the hexagonal water pavilion. "What do you think?"

    "It depends on what the owner wants?"

    A Shenghu sat on the stone seat, the coolness from under her bottom made her frown slightly: "Be objective, tell me what you think about this letter." She nodded at the stone table: " sit."

    Qin Liu is also welcome, and sits on another stone seat like her. "Compared with the villain Tang Zhou, Zhang Jiao has better vision and is more difficult to deal with. Seeing that we can't shake our reputation, we will stop in time. This is not easy to make enemies. Even taking the initiative to deal with Tang Zhou as a gesture of goodwill, sending the boy to express an alliance The meaning. Although there are still various flaws, it is enough to make things happen.”

    A Sheng looked at the shadow of the lights in the lake: "Continue."

    Qin Liu's eyes flashed: "Master hides a population of 100,000 people in the south." Although half of them are children, the 50,000 strong laborers have exceeded the number of slaves in most families. To rebel, 20,000 elite soldiers are enough to give the county a headache.

    You must know that the population of Hepu County in Jiaozhou in the official book is only 80,000. The Cao family almost restored Zhuya County on Hainan Island and developed countless fertile fields, but they did not pay a cent of the poll tax to the court. If it weren't for the weakness of the Eastern Han Dynasty, if Hainan was not an island isolated from the mainland, or if the Cao family's ships controlled the Qiongzhou Strait, once this incident was exposed, it would be enough for Ah Sheng to drink a pot.

    From Ah Sheng's standpoint, she did not want the Eastern Han Dynasty to flourish. Qin Liu keenly captured this.

    "To control the population through medical skills. Zhang Jiao thought that I was the same as him, so he proposed an alliance. But in fact..." Ah Sheng's voice was so low that it could not be heard.

    Really just like him.

    Only in thought, Zhang Jiao used superstition and Ah Sheng used science. But who says science can't be a belief?

    The cold wind of the autumn night blows, and under the flickering lights, the shadows are also shaking.

    "It must be reversed, and it must be defeated. Therefore, you can't have anything to do with them." Ah Sheng said suddenly.

    Qin Liu raised his eyebrows: "I see." He only said that he couldn't get involved, but he didn't say that he couldn't add fuel to the flames, causing both Taiping Road and the Eastern Han Dynasty to suffer.

    His expression was too flat, and Ah Sheng had to stare at him: "I don't care what you think, it's rotten in my stomach. Three generations of my family are Hanchen."

    Qin Liu: "I see." Cao Sheng is not a Han minister, she will never be a Han minister in her life. Even if she controls a population of 100,000, so that everyone under her rule will have no worries about food and clothing, and can read and write, she will not be a Hanchen.

    The road she walked was surrounded by abyss on both sides.

    Zhang Jiao's letter was burned to ashes, and ten believers and children were sent back to Jizhou. Two months later, women's medical halls in various places erected monuments in front of their doors with six characters: "Respect ghosts and gods and stay away."

    There is no beginning or end, but a discerning person sees it as a way of peace.

    Zhang Jiao didn't know until this time that the doctor girl who died in Huang County, Donglai was the nurse of the owner of the Women's Medical Hall. "This matter must not be done, otherwise a big farmer..." He sighed, "Fortunately, the Cao family doesn't pay much attention to reputation, so they didn't suppress us."

    Tang Zhou was very aggrieved: "How can I treat this famous Cao family while relying on the destitute people?"

    Zhang Jiao took the "god-given" nine-segmented staff and slapped his disciple's **** hard: "Why do you want to be enemies with people who could have used them as support? Believe in Huang Tian, ​​whether it is a scholar, a poor family or an eunuch, they are all comrades and allies, why don't you understand?"

    Zhang Jiao preached for four years, and there are tens of thousands of believers in the five states. Naturally, he is not a silly or irritable old man.

    Asheng is taking a risk by spreading the grievances between the Medical Hall and Taiping Dao - all women's medical halls may face violent suppression from Taiping Dao, and more bloodshed incidents cannot be ruled out. occur. But compared to being dragged into the water by the Yellow Turbans in the future, or their own staff becoming religious because of the ambiguous attitude of high-level officials, the current risk is worth it.

    Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiao's direct line is also in the stage of accumulating strength, and does not want to provoke unnecessary hatred. Although there will be frictions between the two sides in winning over patients, because the medical hall has canceled the system of outpatient visits, those who come to see a doctor will not open their eyes and talk about religion.

    Of course there are fewer patients.

    But there are orphans.

    As long as the number of orphans sent from various places to Weihai every month remains stable at 200, Ah Sheng's core interests will not be violated.

    200 people come every month, and naturally 200 people should leave.

    The ships in Weihai are not able to go south all year round. The fastest voyage is to follow the monsoon in autumn and winter. Besides, summer typhoons are also a huge threat. With more than ten years of experience, the graduation season of Weihai Mongolian School is fixed after the autumn harvest. Thousands of new Mongolian school graduates, together with food rations, dried meat and vegetables, are loaded onto ships and headed south in batches.

    According to the plan, they will conduct two-year special physical training and further brainwashing in the South Island, and then will be diverted, some will be transferred to work in agriculture, mining, security forces and other institutions, some will be enrolled in middle school Some of the students in the academy to further study physicochemical biology were also recruited for special training by the Ministry of Espionage, the Ministry of Procuratorate and other agencies.

    Now there are two more places, return to Weihai to study medicine, or follow the traditional classics of Zheng Xuanxue. After the new loom and new crops have solved the problem of food and clothing for 100,000 people, Ah Sheng can spare a small part of his manpower to pursue some more advanced things, such as a library.

    The education system is the one with the longest investment time and the smoothest operation among all the assets of Ah Sheng. The main trouble comes from outside. For example, Zheng Xuan came to the shipyard to find her that day, and it seemed she was in a hurry.

    "Second son, I heard that the third-level Mongolian students are leaving Weihai? Are they going to the Nanfang Manor to pick spices?"

    A Sheng nodded: "Mongolian arithmetic, excerpts from the Five Classics, and natural common sense have all been learned. They can read more than 4,000 characters, can write and calculate, whether they go to shops or manors, they can get it. Use it. There are thousands of people, it is impossible for everyone to be trained as a great Confucian, just to learn for three years and understand some basic truths, it is enough."

    Zheng Xuan calmed his breath: "Second Young Master pays his own money to teach his family, I should not have interrupted. But Sun Qian, Liu Yu, and Dian Ji are all malleable talents, diligent and persevering. He is enthusiastic and intelligent. If he can persist in his studies, he will surely achieve something in the future. Since the second son has already provided him with reading and writing, is it a pity to suddenly cut it off?"

    A Sheng glanced at Zheng Xuan in surprise: "Could it be... Eunuch Zheng wants to accept them as disciples? Eunuch Zheng doesn't think they are cheap?"

    Zheng Xuan has a serious face: "Confucius has a teaching and no distinction, and some of the three thousand disciples are born in poverty. My knowledge can't compare to Confucius, and even my vision must be blinded by the world. ?"

    A Sheng hurriedly worshipped him: "I was wrong about what I said just now. It's just that I worked in the south for two years to pay back three years of money, paper and pen, which was a rule set ten years ago. I If the three of them are specially exempted from their work, what will the others think? If Duke Zheng is really optimistic about them, I will recall them from the south after the two-year period expires."

    After speaking, she asked Luo Chi to transfer the files of the three, and remarked Zheng Xuan's name on the blank volunteer admission column.

    For this reason, Zheng Xuan could only sigh: "Once the rules of the Cao family are set, even the master family cannot violate them. This is the foundation of the legal family."

    On the big ship in the port, the boatmen who repaired and the workers who carried the materials went up and down like ants. In the shallow sea surrounded by fishing nets, there are teenagers practicing swimming. The vibrant life is not afraid of the colder and colder waters.

    "Second son," Zheng Xuan suddenly said, "If Weihai Mengxue has been established for ten years, more than a thousand people will be sent away every six months. By now, there are at least 20,000 boys in the Southern Spice Manor. Bar."

    A Sheng frowned and fell silent. It took a long time for her to say: "The people who went south in the early years have grown up. They built a manor in the south and waited for me, hoping that one day they could give me a place to live." She looked up and looked Zheng Xuan's eyes directly: "In the first month of next year, I will Ready to go south, will Duke Zheng come with me?"

    If you go, you won't be able to go.