There was a crowd of people in the house, and there was no sound in the hall.
Li Zicheng said with a sullen face: "Quanzhang Village has built a cemetery for martyrs, please keep an eye on it! If anything goes wrong in the future, all of you will be dead!"
"I would like to obey the general's order." County Prime Minister Di Zunzhi was sweating profusely.
The county magistrate is also a retired official. If he is unlucky, he may be finished as soon as the revolutionary army leaves. There is no hope.
Li Zicheng looked at several local gangsters, the six-room clerk and three team leaders.
"You are all local aboriginals, please take the trouble to save yourself some time. Just keep a secret as human beings so that we can meet each other in the future. I will not be indebted to you in the future."
"sure……"
Everyone pecked at the rice one after another, and agreed with their mouths. Let's get past the situation first before talking.
Previously, there was a big landowner in Quanzhang Village who fought against the "Heavenly Soldiers" and was wiped out and his house ransacked. More than a thousand acres of land were equally distributed to the tenants and villagers, hoping that they would also take care of the cemetery.
Poor Li Shouxin had just been dismissed, and his son was gone. He was left with a white-haired man and a black-haired man.
Li Zicheng comforted him with kind words and doubled his compensation.
Li Zijia was the second relative to die in battle. In the future, when the revolutionary army goes to war in all directions, it is not known how many of Li Zicheng's relatives and friends will die.
Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general will make thousands of bones wither!
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The revolutionary army built several huge mourning halls in front of Jiwang Temple.
The Jiwang Temple was originally located in the mountains, but the gentlemen found it inconvenient to go there to worship, so they dismantled the temple and moved it to the city.
Magistrate Di County led the government officials to do a lot of work, and then decorated the mourning hall with white cloth. Countless paper figures and horses were placed at the door; hundreds of coffins were lined up inside.
More than a hundred monks were chanting sutras.
Li Zicheng couldn't help but whispered: "It's strange to be so troublesome, just ask a few Taoist priests to do the rituals."
Feng Qilong whispered back, "A monk is cheaper than a Taoist priest, and half of it is ours, so we don't need any money."
This reason is really strong.
When Li Zicheng took the stage to speak, all kinds of people below were filled with emotion.
A hawker said enviously: "Those people died in style, and their lives were not in vain."
The people next to him echoed: "Isn't that right? Liu Guaizi is over 50 years old. He can't work as a tenant, and he doesn't want to be a long-term laborer for the Liu family. How many years can he live? Just go out and push the cart, and now it will be for the family.
I earned twenty taels of silver. Look at it!"
"I don't understand how the revolutionary army thinks, isn't it just a dead life? How can it be worth so much?"
Another person said: "Damn it! If I had known that the short-haired master was so generous, I would have gone out to fight that day."
"Hey! Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Liu Guaizi is dead? I have very nimble legs and feet. I can get thirty taels for free just by pretending to be scratched. How can I take advantage of this?!"
"..."
It is said that when the richest man in the county died, there was no such grand scene. The common people gathered around to watch the monks chanting sutras, and listened to a round of playing and singing. Finally, several opera troupes took turns to appear in the finale.
What was originally a sad funeral turned into a singing and dancing event.
The onlookers burst into cheers from time to time.
Li Zicheng was quite satisfied with the results.
Funerals are nominally done for the dead, but in fact they are mainly for the living to see - to win people's hearts may sound ugly, but that's pretty much what it means.
Although death is inevitable, the little minions know that they will receive a large pension after death and be buried grandly. They may be calmer and braver when facing death.
What was wrong was that this time Li Zicheng was impulsive and gave him too much compensation. He will be slapped in the face next time.
After finishing the superficial work, Li Zicheng was too lazy to get involved in carrying the coffin to the cemetery. Of course, it cannot be said that the commander-in-chief did not pay attention to it. Each of those coffins was carried by thirty-two people, and it was a grand burial. By the way, the Jishan people were allowed to come out.
A laborer earns some hard money.
Li Zicheng will continue to win over living people.
The commendation meeting was held, and the meritorious officials paraded through the streets wearing red and colorful clothes.
Li Zicheng ran to comfort the wounded soldiers again.
When the Mongolian doctors saw the general coming, they quickly stepped forward to ask for advice on surgical skills.
What a bunch of quacks!
During the Warring States Period, the "Fifty-Two Disease Prescriptions" recorded hernia repair and hemorrhoidectomy; extending to the Qin and Han Dynasties, even during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, surgery was very prosperous, represented by "Liu Juanzi Ghost Recipe"; in the Song Dynasty, there were professional dentures and cavity repairs;
C-sections have also been done for a long time.
Let’s not talk about the far ones.
More than 20 years ago, Wang Kentang, who was both a high-ranking official and a doctor, described in his book tumor removal, thyroidectomy, atresia plasty, suturing and replantation of ear trauma, and orthopedic techniques for bone injuries.
and surgery…
He described the disinfection methods, surgical procedures and nursing methods of these surgeries in great detail.
There is also Chen Shigong, who is about to die, a master of surgery. He can amputate toes, repair lower skull dislocations, remove bone tuberculosis and dead bones, remove nasal polyps, suture esophagus and trachea...
Regarding esophageal and tracheal sutures, Lao Chen has cured several cases.
In order to test the authenticity, some people also used chickens for experiments. "Chickens died one after another due to the plague, or they were taught to cut open the food bag, remove the food, wash it, sew the bag into the skin, re-sew the skin, and smear it with oil. More than ten chickens
They are all governed by the law, and they are all alive. The dealers should know it, and Hua Tuo's skills are not false."
It looks very awesome! It’s incredible! Then how did Chinese medicine turn into dregs later?
Long before Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism was popularized, doctors began to engage in involution.
The mainstream doctors at that time often regarded surgeons as barbarians and accused them of being "vulgar and illiterate people."
Because with the operating conditions at that time, many more people died than were cured. No wonder others couldn't believe it.
Before the Song Dynasty, the social status of doctors was low. After that, "the imperial court established medicine, educated scholars, and enabled those who practiced Confucianism to understand the yellow elements, understand diagnosis and treatment, and apply it to diseases. This is called Confucian medicine. It is a great benefit."
There is also a saying, "If you don't have a good appearance, then you have to be a good doctor."
However, if Confucian scholars enter medicine, can you expect them to do anatomy?
You can open a clinic by memorizing a few decoction and medicinal formulas, which is very convenient. Therefore, "external treatment methods are declining, but decoction and medicinal methods are booming."
Surgery was internalized and reasoning began to flourish - you can also say it is a systematic science, a very powerful subject.
Some people simply don’t even talk about Yin Yang and Five Elements. It would be great if medical treatment was simple, so why make the theory so troublesome?
Collect more medical prescriptions. If you have any illnesses, go there and check them out. If you take the medicine according to the prescription, it will be cured.
So many quack doctors came on the scene. When a patient came, he would ask, "What's the disease?"
Patient: "Stomachache."
Doctor: "Stomachache? Okay, just wait a moment."
The doctor opened the book and started looking for prescriptions as if looking in a dictionary.
"I found it. There are dozens of prescriptions. You can choose any one. Okay, just choose this one. You can try it at home. If it doesn't work well, I will give you another prescription next time."
What's the difference between this and murder?
Of course, then again, if a person is killed by one method, he will switch to another method. There will always be a lucky person who is saved. So the prescription used to save him will be recorded, and medicine will progress little by little.
This is probably called empirical science.
By the Ming Dynasty, the medical system was mainly divided into four parts: the imperial medical institution, the palace medical system, the local medical system and the folk medical groups.
For example, each county has a full-time medical officer. In Wanli, their rank was changed from the first rank to the ninth rank. The county has one person in the training department who is responsible for the medicine and health in the jurisdiction. Most of them are hereditary positions.
The imperial hospital has thirteen medical departments: "Da Fang Pulse, Xiao Fang Pulse, Women, Typhoid, Sores, Acupuncture, Eyes, Mouth and Teeth, Throat, Bone Setting, Golden Arrow, It’s called massage, it’s called blessing.”
However, according to Zhang Jiebin, a great doctor in Shaoxing Prefecture, "Today's massage has been lost to the two disciplines, but it is still practiced among the people."
It’s unclear why it was lost. Let’s not mention it, massage is still very useful.
The "Compendium of Materia Medica" compiled by Li Shizhen more than 30 years ago is very famous, but it also contains a lot of messy stuff.
For example——
To be continued...