The Ming Dynasty started with caution

The result of the competition between Wang Ji and Tan Yunxian will not be announced until one day later.

The capital city is more lively, and the people can talk nonsense more than storytellers. The more they talk, the happier they are, and it has become a battle of gods.

At this time, in the study of the Yan Mansion, Yan Chengjin opened the letter sent back by his father and burned it after reading it.

He opened a self-drawn sketch and hung it on the screen.

The situation of the nine borders sent back by his father, the court will definitely attack the Tatars in the future.

After Dayan Khan got the three-door red general, he has been on the grassland, conquering other tribes.

"The Tatars and the Oirat are originally one. The Tatars have the blood of Genghis Khan, and the Oirat is another tribe. Now under the iron fist of Dayan Khan, the two tribes have a tendency to unify."

Yan Chengjin has a vague premonition that Dayan Khan will be more powerful than ever.

If troops are sent to the Tatars, the military fields of the nine northern borders will all be barren, and even become battlefields.

The only way is to replace the military fields in the north with arable land in the southwest as soon as possible to provide money and food.

Only in this way can the imperial court send troops as soon as possible.

"I wonder how the progress of the land reclamation in the southwest is?"

Yan Chengjin ordered people to prepare a sedan chair and go to the cabinet. All the memorials sent back from the southwest will be presented here.

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In the southwest, there are 100,000 mountains, lush and green.

The white tent was built in the green forest, with towering trees and spots of light falling from the gaps.

"Doctor, can this disease be cured?!"

Ma Qin gritted his teeth tightly, as if the old man in front of him said that it could not be cured, and he would chop him off.

He was a thousand households in the Tuntian Camp, responsible for the land reclamation here.

In May, the weather became sultry. There were not only many mosquitoes in the mountains and forests, but also infectious serious diseases.

At first, it was the soldiers who kept watch, mentally exhausted and with unbearable headaches.

Then, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up. For more than a month, it spread like ripples in the military camp.

It was useless to bring people with muzzles.

Seeing his brothers fall one by one, Ma Qin couldn't bear it. He sent someone to the city to kidnap another doctor and came to the camp through mountains and rivers.

The doctor didn't dare to touch the soldier's pulse, stepped back a few steps, and said in panic: "Sir, this is malaria. I advise you to withdraw from here first. These people are hopeless."

This is malaria, there is no mistake.

He has been practicing medicine in the city for decades and knows that every ten years, in the summer, there will be an outbreak of malaria.

God is kind, it's okay for a small scale, and a few people will die, and it will subside.

But now that a lot of soldiers have fallen, how can it be subsided by a few people dying?

Ma Qin asked angrily: "I know it's malaria, and I ask you if you can cure it!"

He wanted to leave. Apart from mosquitoes, there are leeches and poisonous insects everywhere in this mountain forest. Who wants to stay?

But the court appointed him to reclaim wasteland. If he ran away, he would be a deserter and be punished and exiled.

Over the past month, he had consulted several other doctors, but not only did they not cure him, he also got infected.

The doctor let go of his hand, regretting it very much: "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have come with you. I'm leaving."

He didn't even carry his medicine box, and stumbled out of the tent, running in the direction he came from.

The personal soldiers came up and asked: "Captain, do you want to bring him back?"

Malaria, I don't know how it spreads.

Ma Qin was terrified when he thought about it. If he let this old man back into the city, wouldn't it harm the people of the city?

When the time comes, the court will blame him, and the heads of ten clans will not be enough to be chopped off.

"Bring him back! Lock him in the tent and order someone to guard him. Immediately pass on this captain's order. No one is allowed to leave the camp. Those who violate it will be executed immediately!"

More than a month ago, a report was sent back to the capital.

Counting the days, if it's fast, we should be in the capital soon.

I hope the court will allow the withdrawal of troops.

…

Zhang Mao lifted his skirt and walked through the wide courtyard of the Meridian Gate with a dragon-like stride, and came directly to the front of the Fengtian Hall.

The young eunuch stretched out his hand to stop him, but was suddenly pushed away by him.

At this time in the hall, Mou Bin said to Emperor Hongzhi: "The Earl of Anding sent back a letter home, and there is no other movement from Yan Chengjin."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, and suddenly, he was disturbed by the movement outside the hall and looked up blankly.

Zhang Mao strode into the hall: "Your Majesty, I said at the beginning that the southwest is a place of poison, how can people live there, is it better now?"

"What does Duke Ying mean!"

Emperor Hongzhi was a little unhappy with such a rude meeting.

"The southwest sent back an urgent report that more than a hundred people in the Tuntian Camp in Liuzhou Prefecture fell ill due to malaria. I am afraid that now it is even worse."

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned.

At the beginning, Yan Chengjin advised to go to the southwest to open up wasteland, but he did not expect that such a thing would happen.

Opening the urgent memorial, the handwriting was sloppy and barely legible.

"The Tuntian Camp is also the elite selected from the Beijing Camp. Please issue an order to recall the soldiers in the southwest." Zhang Mao bowed slightly and asked for the memorial.

Emperor Hongzhi hesitated for a moment and fell into deep thought. Soon, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Jing: "Send it to the cabinet."

At this time, the cabinet was on duty.

Yan Chengjin said to Liu Jian: "May I ask Mr. Liu, have Li Kang and Han Wen sent back memorials?"

Liu Jian looked serious and asked back: "What do you want the memorials from the southwest for?"

Before Yan Chengjin could answer, the serving Hanlin came in and reported: "Mr. Liu, His Majesty asks you to go to Fengtian Hall."

Liu Jian stood up and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"An urgent memorial was sent back from the southwest, which seems to be malaria."

Yan Chengjin was a little surprised. Malaria is transmitted by mosquitoes and is very easy to break out in the dense forests of the southwest.

This is also the reason why in ancient times, the land in the south was obviously fertile, but the population was far less than that in the north.

In the past, chieftains governed the natives, and even if conflicts broke out, they would not be reported to the imperial court. Therefore, there were few records of them in the official records.

Liu Jian took the official hat and said anxiously: "I will go to Fengtian Hall, you go to report to Bin Zhi and Yu Qiao."

The Hanlin responded and left.

Yan Chengjin stood still.

Malaria is a serious disease that can easily kill tens of thousands of people.

Even in the previous life, the history of developing anti-malaria drugs was less than a hundred years.

Yan Chengjin remembered reading in the newspaper that the method of treating malaria in later generations came from an ancient book.

As for which medical book it was, I forgot.

It is better to develop this medicine as soon as possible, just in case it breaks out in the capital...

Fengtian Hall,

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the impeachment for a long time without speaking, and Zhang Mao was still standing in the hall.

Not long after, Liu Jian and Li Dongyang came to the hall one after another.

"Malaria has spread in the southwest, and I want to withdraw the Tuntian Camp back to Beijing. After all, it is a wild land. What do you think?" Emperor Hongzhi asked.

At the beginning, Yan Chengjin said that the land in the south was fertile, so the Tuntian Camp was sent to cultivate the south.

But there is no evidence.

Now, the people who go to open up wasteland include not only the Tuntian Camp, but also the natives summoned in the south.

If the court does not withdraw the order, they must continue to stay in the south to open up wasteland.

It is unknown how many people died at any time, and the loss of national strength comes from this.

Liu Jian bowed and said: "People are more important than the land. People will die, but the land cannot escape. I think we should withdraw the army."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Li Dongyang.

Li Dongyang looked serious: "But it is too late to withdraw the army now. The soldiers in the southwest need treatment.

If the court does not send imperial doctors, they can't save people, and if it spreads to various prefectures, counties, the consequences can be imagined."

In their view, malaria is a contagious disease, and there will be large-scale casualties.

It is easy to withdraw the army, but I am afraid that the withdrawal will not save people. This happened a month ago.

At this moment, I don't know how serious the situation in the south is.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Xiao Jing with a serious expression: "I remember that when Wang Ji and Tan Yunxian were discussing medical skills, they talked about medicine for curing malaria. How was the discussion between the two?"

Xiao Jing hesitated for a moment and sent someone to keep an eye on Huimin Pharmacy.

I also asked the imperial physician to supervise to prevent someone from changing the prescription midway.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, as of yesterday, Doctor Wang has cured ten more cases than Tan Yunxian. I haven't received any news today, so I will send someone to ask."