Hanzhong City was much bigger than Shangyong City, and the streets on both sides were very wide.
The straight road allowed one to see the city gate on the opposite side, and the layout was also neat and square.
The city walls were also taller and wider, and tall buildings could be seen everywhere in the city. It was indeed the place where Liu Bang rose to power.
It was afternoon, and there were many people lining the streets to welcome them.
Guan Yu's image had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. His loyalty and loyalty had been spread everywhere, and it was even more so after he shocked China.
At this moment, Guan Yu was no longer as arrogant as before. He nodded slightly at the people on both sides.
Some were kneeling on the ground, while others were holding food and wine. However, they were all stopped by the soldiers and could only shout from afar!
This was the first time Liu Feng felt the joy of eating a pot of rice paste.
The common people were the easiest to satisfy. As long as you could let them live a stable life, they would naturally be grateful to you!
Liu Bei asked Wang Ping to lead some men to comfort the army. The other generals went to the City Lord's Mansion to attend the banquet and remove their armor.
After washing up, Guan Yu, Liu Feng, and the others went to the living room. The banquet was already arranged neatly.
As Guan Yu had been guarding Jingzhou, he did not follow Liu Bei into Xichuan.
Liu Bei did not know many of his subordinates, so he introduced them one by one.
Everyone knew of Guan Yu's reputation and treated him with respect.
Liu Feng was also observing silently from the side. Other than Wei Yan, there were Leng Bao, Zhang Yi, Li Yan, and a few others.
The rest were local officials or people he had never heard of!
When the banquet began, everyone toasted Guan Yu.
The one who received the most attention was Liu Feng. In just half a month, the situation in Jing Province had changed.
Now that he had saved Guan Yu, his status was different from before.
The discussion that Liu Feng had fallen out of favor because of the matter with the Crown Prince also temporarily disappeared.
After three rounds of wine, Hua Tuo could not stand the wine and took his leave.
Everyone saw that he was an old man who had traveled thousands of miles and could not bear to force him to stay. They arranged for him to rest first.
However, the news of Hua Tuo scraping the bones to cure the poison had long spread among the Shu army, and everyone still respected him very much.
In the afternoon, Liao Hua brought the captives of the Cao army to Hanzhong. Liu Bei sent people to settle the captives.
Of course, Liu Feng didn't need to worry about these things. He was already satisfied that Deng Ai could stay this time.
The banquet only ended when the sun set and the oil lamps were lit.
Liu Bei and Guan Yu met again, and Guan Yu escaped death again.
The two of them were completely relaxed and drunk.
Liu Feng did not drink too much. After coming to this era, he had too many things to consider.
Now was not the time to be drunk.
However, it was normal for people to suspect his special identity. He had to make Zhuge Liang and the others feel at ease first.
The night wind was slightly cold. He came out of the manor alone and thought of his brother who had risked his life for him.
Unknowingly, he arrived at the military camp again and saw Hua Tuo and the medicine boy helping to treat the soldiers.
Seeing this scene, Liu Feng couldn't help but feel touched. He went forward and said,
"How can Mister Hua be so tired? He had been running around for days.
You should rest early. How can I feel bad about this?”
Hua Tuo turned around and saw that it was Liu Feng. He smiled and said,"
"General, you worry too much. This old man doesn't have any other abilities.
Although it was tiring to follow the army, the wounded soldiers were still injured.
It's even worse than us. If I don't help them heal, I won't be able to sleep either.”
Liu Feng couldn't help but admire Hua Tuo even more.
He had long surpassed the realm of ordinary people. He cupped his fists and said seriously,
"Sir, you are truly a benevolent doctor. I am ashamed of my inferiority.
If there were more doctors like you in the world, who knows how many people could be saved from water and fire.”
Hua Tuo was startled by his words. He shook his head and said with a wry smile,"
"This old man's insignificant skills are not worthy of General's praise.
How many people are willing to learn medicine?"
In this era, doctors were still classified as the Nine Lower Classes, and only masters like Hua Tuo were respected.
Other medical students were not valued, and medical students not only had to be literate.
He still had to memorize those medicinal herbs and prescriptions.
It would be better to study the classics and history books to gain fame and bring honor to his ancestors.
However, this was also an important reason why Liu Feng wanted to convince Hua Tuo. He said,
"How big is the world? How many people are living in the midst of fire and water?
With Mister's strength alone, how many people can he save by running around?”
Hua Tuo skillfully busied himself with his work and sighed,"
"General is right. The world is in chaos now, and people are in misery everywhere.
This old man's ability is limited, so I'll save as many as I can.
He just wanted to have a clear conscience and do his best.”
Liu Feng said,"
"Sir, why are you so pessimistic? I have an idea.
I wonder if you would be interested in fulfilling your long-cherished wish?”
Hua Tuo was shocked. He turned around and asked,"
"General, do you have any good ideas?"
After all, saving more people was his greatest wish as a doctor. At this moment, what good ideas could Liu Feng have? Even if he could save one more person, it would not be bad.
Liu Feng smiled and said,
"In the past, when great sages preached, they all opened their doors and taught disciples.
Wait for his skills to be passed down to the world and passed down to future generations!
In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy didn't have thousands of disciples?
That was why the classics were passed down to this day. Confucius traveled around the six countries in his early years but found nothing.
At the age of 40, he opened the temple and taught disciples. There were seventy-two disciples who preached.
How great was the influence of the Confucians being able to grow and leave a legacy?”
Hua Tuo's white eyebrows furrowed slightly. He paused for a moment and suddenly realized something.
His bandaged hand trembled and he said in a trembling voice,"
"General, do you mean that I should learn from Sage Kong and open a sect to teach disciples?”
Liu Feng nodded and said,
"That's right. If you can impart Dao to the world like Confucius, you can teach more outstanding disciples.
This way, not only would he be able to save more patients, but he would also be able to promote Sir's medical skills.
Wouldn't the world know that Hua Tuo was a doctor and that his name would be remembered for hundreds of generations?”
Hua Tuo couldn't help but look at Liu Feng's plan.
It was too tempting. Whether or not he could leave his name was not important.
However, his greatest wish was to spread his medical skills widely. In the past, Bian Que's medical skills were so brilliant.
However, it was a pity that there was no successor.
Moreover, the people of the Han Dynasty had paid more and more attention to reputation. Even if Hua Tuo was determined to save people,
It would be a lie if he was indifferent to fame.
In the world of mortals, people were like carp crossing the river. Who didn't want to be famous for eternity?
[PS: I went to the hospital at noon. I've been on an IV drip since then.] Although it's not completely done yet, it doesn't affect me from updating it for the readers!
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