The group of people rushed away with a whip, but they couldn't catch up with the speed of the night getting heavier and thick clouds gathering. After a while, the road was a little lost, and it was raining again in the sky.
The Sanwei area is densely filled with rivers and lakes, and many large and large water systems rush along the Jiuhe Path. There are vast waters on the east, west and south sides. Therefore, although it is located in Hebei, the climate is moist and rainy and foggy. Even if autumn is already in this time, there will still be severe rain from time to time.
Lu Yao raised his face and the slightly cool raindrops flying slanted into his facial skin, making his body feel cool and comfortable due to riding a horse. But he immediately thought that for the refugees gathered, the wind and rainy nights would quickly take away their body temperature and cause a variety of diseases. In order to shelter from the rain, the anxious refugees were likely to impact the dock wall building and should have conflicts with local residents... This rain was too inappropriate.
Fortunately, it was not too far from Yang Heng’s manor. While urging the horse, Lu Yao was planning to urge the manor to make room for refugees, and he had to secretly prepare for the situation.
But soon Lu Yao discovered that his worries and calculations were all unnecessary. When he arrived near the manor, he saw an orderly scene.
An open field outside the Yang Family Manor was occupied as a camp. Thousands of refugees were divided into dozens of square small settlements and scattered, each settlement had a fence as an isolation. The dotted bonfires emitted a warm orange light under the cover of cloth felt, driving away the coldness of the autumn night rain. Many refugees surrounded the bonfires and used cloth felts to block the rain. Some people made subtle snoring and were already asleep.
After walking a few more steps, it was obvious that a narrow and long open space was left as a road between the settlements. A team of more than ten people, obviously composed of Yang clan tribe and refugees, was patrolling back and forth with long and short sticks in hand. Although the previous scenes seemed rare to Lu Yao, they were not a big deal after all, but this small patrol team made him admire him repeatedly.
He knew very well that the refugees came from southern Jizhou to Weijun. It took about ten days to walk when the distance was near, and the distance was far away from Pingyuan, Gexian, Ande and other places, and crossed the strange fields along the way, and it took at least twenty days or even one month to walk. The food they carried was almost exhausted on the way, and then they could only survive by collecting wild vegetables in the fields or begging for a living. Sometimes, they would even use the large number of people and use semi-force means to seize food from the local people. This semi-force means would soon be promoted into open looting, so that the refugees would be like a large number of locusts passing through the border, which was extremely destructive. To a certain extent, although they were victims, they were even victims.
In this case, neither the owner of a large manor who occupies a fertile land or the poor who barely fill their stomachs with three meals will have any favors towards the refugees. Unless the number of refugees is too large, and after quickly destroying the local agricultural economy, it will engulf the local people into the refugee group... Of course, that is another situation.
When Lu Yao left the Yang Family Manor, the people and others in the manor all held great suspicion and hostility towards the refugee team. Lu Yao never expected that in just half a day, the manor group had already joined hands with the refugee to maintain public order? Who did this? Who can have such talent and such prestige?
Lu Yao was catching up on the horse, and the manager in the manor had already looked out from afar and saw Lu Yao and his team of cavalry teams, and hurriedly led the servants to welcome him.
Lu Yao exchanged a few casual greetings with the manager and asked, "The refugees outside are very stable, I don't know why this is the case?"
The manager smiled all over his face: "It depends on Duke Daoming."
Lu Yao was stunned for a moment before he realized. It turned out that the manager was vulgar and did not know how to avoid others. The "Daoming Gong" he mentioned was not himself, but the son of Cai Ke, the former general of Cheqi who also stayed in the manor, and Cai Mo and Cai Daoming, who was also acquainted by Lu Yao.
Cai Ke was a famous scholar in Chenliu. He was known for his erudition and knowledge when he was young. Because of his upright and simple personality, he was not flamboyant, Shan Jian, the Minister of Personnel, once wrote a letter to Situ Wang Yan, praising him as the "righteous person today". Cai Ke served as the King of Chengdu Sima Ying, and was initially the governor of the Records Office. Later, he was the prime minister of the Dongcao, in charge of promotions, punishments and other matters. Lu Yao clearly remembered that when Duke Shiheng, Duke Shilong and others were killed, only Cai Ke talked about the righteous words, and later he returned home angrily because of this. When Ma Tengchao, the Japanese company, he recommended Cai Ke as the chief lord, and was coerced by military orders. Cai Ke had no choice but to take office. Unexpectedly, a few months later, he was captured by the bandits of Jisang Shile, and unfortunately lost to the army.
Cai Ke's son Cai Mo and Cai Daoming were similar to Lu Yao's age. When he was young, he was elected as a filial and honest man and scholar by prefectures and counties. He was also a famous figure. He heard the bad news and rushed from Chenliu to deal with the funeral and prepare for the return of his spirits. Because of the complicated matters, the chaos has not stopped. He and Lu Yao have happened to settle in Yang Heng's manor these days. Because the friendship between the two elders was first, although they had not made a deep relationship with each other, they were very close to each other.
When the manager heard Cai Mo talk about Cai Mo, Lu Yao suddenly remembered that he had asked Cai Mo to take care of the refugees when he left. As a result, he took care of him so properly, which was beyond expectations.
Lu Yao made a big deal with the county lord today, and he was always a little excited. Even though he was busy all day, he didn't feel tired. So he pulled the reins and pushed the horse and signaled to the manager: "Please take me to see Brother Cai."
Cai Mo was in a settlement in the southeast corner of the refugee camp. When Lu Yao arrived, the young man with wide robes and wide sleeves was sitting on the mud without hesitation, concentrating on taking a middle-aged man's pulse. Lu Yao did not disturb him and just waited quietly beside him.
After a while, Cai Mo said slowly: "Su Wen said that when the five epidemics are at the end, they are all easy to get involved. No matter how big or small you are, the symptoms are similar. Although you have symptoms of unfavorable nose orifices, it is just a sign of minor illness. In my opinion, your condition is all caused by the qi of the epidemic, which invades the human body, causing the lungs to be damaged and the external ward is not solid. Wind evil takes advantage of the weakness and is in harmony with cold and dampness, stays in the joints, blocks the qi, and loses warmth in the limbs, so you see the symptoms of cold and cold..."
Speaking of this, Cai Mo frowned and murmured: "This disease is easy to treat, but it is difficult to find medicine for a while. Let's do it..." He wrote a few prescriptions and handed them to the middle-aged man and said: "These are common medicinal materials in the mountains and fields, and their effectiveness is worth it. After tomorrow, pick them in quantity and boil them into decoctions and take them."
The middle-aged man went there with great gratitude. Cai Mo saw that there were no other patients and prepared to leave. However, he sat for too long and his feet were sore and weak that he could not get up for a moment.
When he was about to reach out to support the ground, Lu Yao rushed forward and helped him up, and smiled and said, "I never thought that my brother actually has this ability."
Cai Mo shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's just a trick to use it to redeem previous mistakes and relieve his boredom."
The two walked along the narrow road between the settlements towards the manor. Lu Yao asked: "Since my good brother is good at medical skills, he can cure the diseases of the emperor and his relatives, save the poor and humble people, and protect the whole body. How can he get the previous mistakes? How can he get the boredom?"
Cai Mo sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of my brother's jokes. I have loved medical skills since I was a child, but I'm not very good at learning. More than ten years ago, a distant relative of the clan in my family called Zhang Jia stayed in. When I was sleeping in the daytime, I suddenly saw Zhang Jia in my dreams saying that he had a sudden illness, and his heart and abdomen were full and full, and he was afraid that he would die. But the spider's feet were cut off and he would be cured if he swallowed them. I rushed to inquire, and Zhang Jia was about to die. There was no other way at that time, so he caught several spiders and stuffed them into his throat... Cough cough, where is it useful? I could only watch Zhang Jia die of illness. Since then, I have become more and more attentive to the art of Qihuang, and by chance I obtained the pulse scriptures written by Wang Xi, Wang Shuhe, the former famous doctor of Wei, from my elders. After studying for ten years, I finally asked myself not to miss human life."
Chapter completed!