The Xiangjiang River was like a long green ribbon. It made a bend in Changsha and divided into a tributary to the east. The boat that Zhang Feng and the others transferred to stopped here. Changsha City was much smaller than now. The west side of the river was basically uninhabited. The short mountain was covered with green trees. []
The city walls were not high either. No wonder when Liu Bei attacked Jingnan in history, those who did not want to surrender, including the Governor of Changsha, Han Xuan, had to go out of the city to fight. It would be strange if such a short and weak city wall could hold on.
When Zhang Feng passed by cities of all sizes, the city gate tax was levied according to the number of people. When he arrived here, the small school guarding the gate tiptoed and looked at their convoy. He only collected two gold coins and waved his hand to let them enter the city.
Zhang Feng was very curious and asked Wenpin to ask how the tax was determined. Wenpin went over and bowed to the small school. After gesturing for a long time, he finally figured it out. He came back and reported to Zhang Feng,"My lord, according to the colonel, this is a tax set by the prefect, Lord Zhang. Pedestrians are exempted from paying taxes, and merchants with carriages are only paid according to the number of vehicles.”
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, although there were constant disasters, there were more and more subjects of taxes in the court. In addition to the constant rent and transfer, the "head tax", which was extremely flawed for ordinary civilians, was pushed to the point of almost inhumanity. Since the Western Han Dynasty, some farmers had killed their children in order to reduce taxes. And Zhang Ji clearly understood the harm of heavy taxes to the people's livelihood.
With a trace of curiosity and respect for Zhang Ji, Zhang Feng looked around the small city of Changsha. Although he had been to this modern city with a well-developed service industry such as foot washing, everything in front of him was obviously not related to the debauchery he saw.
A road paved with bluestone of different sizes was the main road in the city. Not only was it uneven, but the ground was also quite slippery after a thunderstorm. The two cars slid several times. Huang Xu, who was in the car, had obviously been hit on the head. He used his recovered strength to scream in the car, but he was knocked silent by Huang Zhong's chestnut. The gray houses on both sides of the road were neat and tidy, and the doors were full of people who were enjoying the shade. However, they were sitting on the ground that had been washed by the rain, not afraid of getting rheumatism or rheumatism in the future.
If he told Liu Bei, perhaps he, who had some business acumen, would come to the south to sell mats…He thought of the mat he had given him last time. If he could preserve it until the modern era…How much could it be sold for if it was an antique made by a famous person?
Although the entire city was in ruins, there was not a single beggar from the north to the south of the city. This made Zhang Feng's impression of Zhang Ji rise to another level.
After Wang Yue got off the ship, he staggered as if he had drunk half a catty of burning knives. He could only rely on two servants to support him. Unexpectedly, the burly Wang Yue could neither ride a horse nor ride a boat…
After asking around, they arrived at Zhang Ji's residence. They saw a gray stone house that was similar to an ordinary civilian house, but it was slightly larger. However, there was not even a guard at the door. Zhang Feng dismounted and went inside. He finally found a soldier who was only 16 or 17 years old. He respectfully presented the name card with both hands. The soldier only saw the first few words." Marshal Han…" He jumped up and shouted as if his butt was burning,"The Grand Commandant is here, the Grand Commandant is here.”Then, there was a commotion inside.
After a while, a man in his thirties who was dressed in a neat black official uniform and a group of messy people behind him saw Zhang Feng who was dressed well. He walked straight over and bowed."Is this Young Master Zhang?" His expression was neither servile nor overbearing. His eyes were bright, but his eyes were dark. His large eye bags looked like two small beer bellies. It was obvious that he had been sleep-deprived for a long time.
Zhang Feng quickly bowed deeply in return, hoping to give this great doctor a good impression."I dare not. I am Zhang Feng, and I am not deceiving you with my position as a father. [] I have something to ask of the prefect.”
Zhang Ji heaved a sigh of relief. Those who came to him for treatment were either high officials, dignitaries, or relatives of the royal family. When they came, they were all aggressive. Although this Zhang Feng was young, his name was still written as the son of the Grand Commandant, causing his little soldier, who had only been in office for a few days, to lose face. He thought that the Grand Commandant had come personally. However, he was courteous and polite to others, unlike the typical rich and powerful.
"Do you have any relatives or friends who are sick?"
" That's right. I'm a good friend of mine. So, so, so…" Zhang Feng introduced Huang Xu's condition while leading Zhang Ji to Huang Xu's car. When Huang Zhong saw that the " divine doctor " that Zhang Feng mentioned had arrived, he bowed with cupped hands. Zhang Feng only grabbed Huang Xu's hand and started to feel his pulse, but ignored him.
"According to his pulse, he should be suffering from consumption. The strange thing is that it doesn't seem to be very serious.”Zhang Ji rolled his eyes, and his big eye bags trembled.
"My lord fed me some bitter and sweet food, which gave me the strength to speak so loudly.”Huang Xu said something that Huang Zhong thought was out of line, but he quickly shut his mouth after being glared at.
"Oh? I didn't expect Young Master Zhang to be proficient in the art of Qihuang!”Zhang Ji was a famous doctor. When he heard that it was Zhang Feng's work, he immediately had a good impression of him. In addition, Zhang Feng called Huang Xu a friend, and Huang Xu called Zhang Feng " Lord ". He felt that this person was approachable and had many merits.
Zhang Feng hurriedly thanked him." No, no, it's just a folk prescription. However, it does have a slight effect."”
"Young Master, you don't have to be humble. Why don't you have a long talk?”Seeing his private advisor wink at him for a long time, Zhang Ji suddenly realized that he had been standing outside for a long time. " It's just that this place is quite shabby. Moreover, half of it is a medical hut, and the other half is an office. I'm afraid…" Zhang Ji looked at the group of people behind Zhang Feng with difficulty.
"Haha, this is not a big deal." Zhang Feng only left Huang Zhong and his son, Wang Yue, and Zhang An behind. The rest were sent to find their own accommodation.
This Zhang Ji Manor was probably not even as big as the gatehouse of Zhang Feng's house. On the left side of the courtyard was a large courtyard filled with medicinal cauldrons of various sizes that were emitting faint smoke. The smell they emitted combined together was nauseating. Zhang Feng saw that Zhang Ji's expression did not change and praised him in his heart.
Wang Yue's heart had been churning for a long time, but when he smelled the smell again, he couldn't hold it in any longer. With a wail, the floor of Zhang Ji's house was already black and white. It was unknown what kind of medicine residue had left behind over the years, but it had been added to the colorful color. Perhaps it was because he had vomited out the stock from a few days ago, but he felt refreshed in his stomach. Although his body was weak, he did not feel that uncomfortable feeling anymore. He could not help but smile. Who knew that when he opened his mouth, a sour burp spread throughout the small room. Huang Xu covered his nose and held back his laughter with difficulty. His body was trembling violently, and his face was red from holding it in. It seemed that it was very difficult not to laugh.
Zhang Feng's face was red, and Wang Yue's pale face was not any better. Zhang Ji smiled and said," It's alright. Young Master Zhang's family member is probably not used to riding a boat. He'll be fine after drinking some medicinal soup."”
Zhang Feng hurriedly bowed." Thank you for your trouble." However, he was sighing in his heart that his good image had been completely disgraced by a country bumpkin like Wang Yue. He did not know what kind of person he would be disgraced when he entered the palace in the future.
Zhang Ji ordered the servants to prepare the medicine for Wang Yue and said to Zhang Feng,""Lung consumption is easy to treat. It should be stopped with medicine and supplemented with acupuncture.”Speaking of the medicine he was good at, Zhang Ji's face naturally glowed red.
"It's just that for these three months, your family will be staying here.”
"In that case, I'll have to trouble Lord Prefect!" Zhang Feng bowed and took out a square box from his sleeve. He opened it and saw four silver ingots.
At that time, copper coins were generally in circulation. Silver was rarely produced in ancient times, so there was not much.
When Zhang Ji saw this, his expression changed. So this kid also thought that he was a profit-seeking person! Just as he was about to decline with a straight face, Zhang Feng chuckled and said,"I've long heard of the prefect's reputation. He doesn't disturb the people and doesn't levy taxes. Feng entered the city from the outside and only collected two gold coins from the entrance tax. However, the prefect's diagnosis and treatment of the poor are all from his salary. How many patients are there? Where does the medicine come from? Sun Quan believes that Liao Biao's boxing is for the people's hearts.”
Zhang Feng was only ten years old, and he was the ruler of the world. Zhang Ji did not underestimate this young master. He didn't act like he appreciated her and bowed to accept it,""If the entire Great Han Dynasty was like Young Master Zhang, why would we have to worry about not being strong?”
"Lord Prefect, you flatter me." These words struck a chord in Zhang Ji's heart. His political affairs were ordinary, but he managed to govern the small city of Changsha so that there was no place for the people to wander. He put most of his energy into treating illnesses, but there were many people who sought treatment, and not many of them could afford it. This Zhang Feng didn't seem like a ten-year-old child at all. He was more sensible than many adults.
Zhang Ji felt a great sense of confidant and insisted on keeping Zhang Feng for food. (Note: Eating around 5 PM is called Great Food.) Zhang Feng couldn't refuse and had to agree. He said goodbye and came back after taking a bath and changing clothes.
Zhang Ji was afraid of neglecting Zhang Feng, so he found a relatively clean tavern in Changsha City and ordered a feast with the silver Zhang Feng gave him. This could be considered as having sex.
Sitting alone in the empty second-floor private room, he was worried that Zhang Feng was a descendant of an aristocratic family. He estimated that it would take him two to four hours to take a shower and change his clothes. He was afraid that the wine and dishes would have to be reheated again. Zhang Ji thought to himself as he looked at the dark clouds in the sky. His heart felt like it was being crushed by the dark clouds, making it hard for him to breathe.
Just as he was feeling frustrated, he heard a series of random thoughts coming from the stairs. One person's footsteps were light, but the other two's footsteps were as heavy as a stupid bear. The first person came up the stairs. He was dressed in white clothes and red shoes, with a headband on his head. Although he was dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, he still stood out among the chickens. He was in high spirits, and he was much more powerful than the Wenpin who was looking at him from behind.
"Thank you for waiting, Prefect," Zhang Feng said with a smile.”After saying that, Huang Zhong and Wen Pin cupped their fists. Huang Zhong looked straight ahead, but that Wenpin had a slanderous look on his face, even his saliva was about to flow out.
Wang Yue himself knew that he had lost Daren and was unwilling to follow no matter what. Zhang Feng could only let him be.
Zhang Ji also smiled, and the depression in his heart was swept away."Don't mention the prefect again. If you don't mind, you can call him Zhongjing.”
Zhang Feng was overjoyed. In ancient times, people called each other by their surnames to show their deep feelings.
"Since that's the case, Feng will speak ill of Yue." He bowed again." Brother Zhongjing!”
"Haha, no need to be so polite. Come, come, take a seat.”Zhang Feng sat in the guest seat, while Zhang Ji sat in the host seat. Huang and Wen stood behind Zhang Feng.
"I wonder if there is any other reason for you to leave Luoyang this time, other than sending your family to seek medical treatment?”Zhang Feng was not a simple person. Zhang Ji believed that he was definitely not just here to send a subordinate to see a doctor.
"Feng heard that the Jing State Academy is very famous and wanted to go there. However, he was lucky enough to meet the Huang father and son on the way, so he went straight to Changsha. When Brother Huang has recovered, we will return to Xiangyang."
Zhang Ji was even more surprised when he heard Zhang Feng address Huang Xu as " brother." At this time, the scholar-bureaucrats absolutely could not compromise their friendship. Zhang Feng's actions were despised by many aristocrats.
Zhang Feng felt a slight tremble on his left shoulder. He turned around and saw that Wenpin had unknowingly drooled on his shoulder.
This was great. After Wang Yue, Wenpin this kid also embarrassed him.
Zhang Feng smiled slightly." I forgot that Zhong Ye hasn't eaten a single grain of rice all day. Please take a seat," he said as he gestured for Huang and Wen to sit down.
Wenpin was overjoyed and moved his body to walk over. Huang Zhong looked down and said,"How can there be a seat for a subordinate in front of the lord?”But it was for Wenpin to hear.
When Wen Pin heard this, his face became unnatural as he said,""Yes, yes." However, he felt pity in his heart.
However, Zhang Feng knew what they were thinking. He stood up and walked over, forcing the two of them to sit down."I don't have so many rules. I can sit and eat as I please.”
Zhang Ji was almost shocked. He wondered if Zhang Feng was Zhang Wen's biological son, or if he was just adopted. An adopted child? Why was it that other than being courteous, there was not a single trace of the aristocratic family's status and behavior that trampled ordinary people like mud under their feet?
"This time, I came to beg Brother Zhongjing to drink with me.”Zhang Feng sat down again, raised his wine glass, and gestured to Zhang Ji from afar before he finished it in one gulp.
Looking at his smooth movements, his demeanor must have been brought up since he was young. It couldn't be faked. Why didn't he have any awareness of his identity? Zhang Feng shook his head and decided not to think about it. He picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp.
The wine had just officially begun. If the owner didn't move the chopsticks, no one else could. Wen Pin watched Zhang Ji pick up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. He secretly cheered and hurriedly started eating.
Huang Zhong was calm and refined.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Ji was slightly tipsy, but Zhang Feng was smiling and not drunk at all.
"Brother Zhongjing has a good governance, and in the future, you won't be able to become the governor of a prefecture.”Zhang Feng saw that he was almost done drinking and started to ask Zhang Ji for more information.
As expected, Zhang Ji's originally red face dimmed. He put down the wine glass and said,""So what if he's the governor of a prefecture? In less than ten days, the imperial court sent the yellow gate to patrol Changsha. He said that it was a business trip, but didn't he want to ask me for a bribe? How can I not govern the people? How can I have extra money for this guy? He wanted to resign, but he was afraid that the peaceful days of the people in the city would be chaotic again.”
There was hope! "Brother Fengguan, you have people from Qinyue." With the talent of the famous Bian Que, why not go to this official and devote himself to medicine? Besides, you have the heart to help the people and the ambition to help the people. Moreover, there have been major disasters in the world for many years, and after the disasters, there is a great epidemic, and seven or eight out of ten people in a village are often killed. This year, countless refugees from the three auxiliary and Huai Li counties had fled to Luoyang, and Feng felt very sad. Why don't we let Feng invest and set up a medical center, which is divided into two parts: a medical center and a hospital. The medical center is in charge of diagnosis and treatment, and the hospital is in charge of teaching students. In less than five years, there will be doctors all over the world. In this way, patients can have their own doctors and diseases can be stopped. This is a great contribution to the world. What do you think?”
Zhang Ji's face was filled with longing. What a beautiful picture that would be…He would teach the doctor while the doctor treated the patient. This way, his technique of sexual intercourse could be passed on to more people and be able to treat more people…
Wenpin did not care about the disaster or drought. He chewed the stuffed pork in his mouth. It was the right way to eat and drink. He did not care if the refugees were sick or not. The most important thing was that he did not starve and fall ill.
Huang Zhong looked at Wenpin coldly. After listening to Zhang Feng's words, he thought of his son's incurable disease. A trace of excitement appeared on his face. The wine cup in his hand was tightly clenched, but he didn't feel that it was a little deformed...
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