The woman's figure disappeared outside the gate, and the writer stretched out his hand to prepare for someone to call the next one. Suddenly he remembered something and stopped to take a peek at Wu Tac Choi.
The deputy clerk was still holding his chin in trance. The clerk waited for a moment and then whispered, "Sir, would you like to call the next one in?"
Wu DaCai hummed, and after a while he looked up at the calligrapher, "Do you think this female doctor is knowledgeable?"
The calligrapher rolled his eyes and said quickly, "The female doctor's answers are fluent. Her treatment method is reasonable and reasonable. She must have real talent and knowledge. Your Excellency, letting her join the military hospital for trial is a good use of her talents."
"Isn't there something deliberately mysterious?" The calligrapher hesitated, "Then, that's what he said at the end. When the number of wounded increased sharply in the battle formation, and when there was insufficient medicine for the injuries, animal livers and kidneys could be cut into slices and then applied to the wounds.
It can remove external evil spirits in this way. I think it's a bit strange. I wonder if it's true.
It's just a pretense." (Note 1) Wu Tat Choi nodded, then shook his head and said, "But don't rush to judge whether it is true or not. Pang Pang said that there is nothing better than trying it for a long time. There are trainings in the camp every day.
For the wounded, you will know if they are true or false after you try them. If there are really no suitable injuries, you can try to catch a few of the prisoners and treat their injuries. If the livers and kidneys of livestock are really available, then there will be many on the battlefield.
I don’t know how many lives can be saved. Don’t be lazy and miss many soldiers and generals.
life."
"If a villain doesn't think well, it's better for an adult to think too highly."
"Is there anything else, such as the origin?" "This, this." The writer kept observing Wu Dacai's face, guessing the Shangguan's thoughts, and finally said after killing many brain cells, "This is the origin.
Ah, she said she was from Xuanfu, and her ancestor was a military official.
This skill has been passed down from generation to generation, and I have been following my father's generation in various military forts to treat the wounds of frontier soldiers, so it makes sense that I know the skills of a military trauma department."
"The origin of Huibingjia's trauma department is reasonable. How we got to Anqing also needs to be verified. The rules in the army cannot be messed up." The calligrapher said tentatively, "The female doctor said that the Tatars happened to be in the town when they entered the customs.
He treated people, escaped the Tatar massacre, broke his family and had no choice but to go south, practiced medicine and followed the canal all the way to Jiangbei, and lost his family again. He didn’t even have a personal ID. This origin cannot be confirmed. Inside our Qibing Camp
, the origin of all foreign accents must be checked. Since the rogue bandits passed through Jiangbei, even those in Jiangbei and Huguang have to inquire about their origins, for fear of being mixed into the rogue bandits.
"Well, this female doctor..." Well, that makes sense. You and the clerk at the military hospital can check your experiences along the way. There will always be flaws in the lies, but you can't deliberately make things difficult for others. It's been a long time since a knowledgeable doctor came here.
, and I came to vote from Xiajiang after reading the newspaper.
Damn it, don’t make random guesses that will chill people’s hearts. Remember the great man said that meritocracy is the only way to do things. As long as there is real knowledge, there are no exceptions that cannot be broken.” “The adults are in a lofty position, but the villains are indeed inferior.” The calligrapher quickly admitted his mistake again,
Wu Tac-choi talked to both sides, and he took all the arguments. If there were any problems in the future, it would still be the responsibility of the clerk. The clerk was afraid that Wu Tac-choi would say more, so he immediately said, "That's right."
Do you want to call the next doctor in?" Wu Dacai put down his hand, "I have to go to the barracks for a meeting. I said that new soldiers will be recruited to fill up the number of soldiers. I need to countersign the appointment certificate of the general. I also need to add a clerical officer.
I can't stay away from my official position here, and I can't delay this official business. What follows next
You just asked me, it’s still the same as before, and those with real talent and learning will accept it.”
"Young man, I obey." Wu Dacai took the crutches, and the calligrapher hurriedly came over to help him. Wu Dacai waved his hand, stood up, and said to the calligrapher, "This military hospital is something that our people value, so you must handle it with care. In addition, I
I feel that clerks should not be arrogant. How to make soldiers admire them, they must be seen by everyone from time to time. They must do practical things. Although there are doctors in various departments and bureaus, there are not many people. It is okay to have a minor injury during daily training.
To deal with it, once they go into battle, there will be dozens or hundreds of casualties in a blink of an eye. At this time, there are not enough doctors, and some of them are not going into battle. Tailors, blacksmiths, and carpenters have nothing to do, and so are the clerks.
These people know how to save lives and heal the wounded, so they can save many lives.
.”
The calligrapher had heard Wu Tac-choi's high-profile words too many times, so he just agreed casually. "Everyone in the clerical team, including the clerical officers assigned to various places, went to the military hospital to learn the trauma department, which is what Pang Pang people call first aid, ah,
Everyone, including me, must study this seriously. Those who fail the military hospital examination will receive the same monthly salary.
Demoted to the first class." The scribe didn't expect this to happen. The previous combat skills test had just ended, and the clerical team was in a hurry. Now that all the men in the battalion were fully staffed, the deputy chief scribe asked again.
Damn it, there are medical officers and soldiers in the camp, so why do we need paperwork?
It is unnecessary for an official to issue this order letter himself, so as not to be scolded by many people behind his back.
After he was stunned for a moment, Wu Tachai had already walked out on crutches.
The calligrapher cursed in a low voice, "If you want to go to that female doctor, you want to go there on your own. Why do you involve other people? Bah, you really think of yourself as an official."
…
On the street inside Jixianmen, Wu Dacai sat on a horse and stopped in the middle of the road. Opposite him was a small sedan chair, and neither party had any intention of giving way to the other.
The guard went over and asked and said, "Sir, this is the chief registrar of Huaining County." Wu Dacai's mouth twitched. Although Qibing Camp has a great reputation, and you don't need to look at the faces of civil servants when you go to other places in Anqing, but here in Fucheng, his status is still lower than
But civil servants, Pang Yu had to give way when meeting the prefect, Wu Dacai passed by
After a while, he pulled the horse's head and let it go to the roadside.
The sedan swaggered past on the road with the sedan window open. The chief clerk glared at Wu Tac Choi and seemed to sigh before lowering the curtain of the sedan.
"If you really think of yourself as an official, how can a county magistrate sit in a sedan chair?" Wu Dacai also took a sip on the ground, "I'm talking about methods, and I don't have the same knowledge as you."
The guards came over to pull the horse's head. When they met other sedans on the road, as long as they were not official sedans, they all gave way obediently when they saw the military uniforms of the Qibing Battalion. By the time Wu Tac-choi got home, the tension in his heart was almost gone.
The horse stopped in front of the house. Although there was a dismounting stone, Wu Tachai basically didn't use it because of his disabled legs. The guard tied the horse's reins, took a cane and squatted under the horse. When Wu Tachai dismounted sideways, the guard used his shoulders to support Wu Tachai.
weight, wait for the good leg to land firmly on the ground, then pass the crutch up, and wait for Wu Tachai to stand firmly before getting up.
body.
Some people passing by were looking around. Wu Tachai was used to it and didn't care what these traffickers and lackeys thought. When the guard went to call the door, Ng Tak Choi thought of something else.
"The doctor is like a parent, and the injured is like a baby..."
The figure of the female doctor in the hall still kept appearing in front of his eyes. Wu Dacai couldn't explain how he felt. She didn't seem to be beautiful, but she just couldn't get rid of it.
The door opened, and Ng Tak Choi returned to reality. The person who opened the door was a maid. He didn't pay much attention to it on weekdays, but after taking a closer look today, he seemed to be more rounded than when he first arrived, and his beauty was barely noticeable.
Wu DaCai passed the threshold and said to the maid, "My master's leg is a little painful today. I will come to the study to press it for him later and bring some more..."
Suddenly, his head hurt, and there was a ball of fluffy stuff in front of him. Wu Tachai stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He quickly took a step back, only to see his wife holding a feather duster and glaring at him.
"What are you doing?" Wu Tachai said angrily to the woman.
"Hand over the money!"
Wu Tac Choi was stunned for a moment and stared at the woman, "Just hand over the money."
The woman came up and pushed him hard, "It's my monthly salary."
Wu Tachai blocked the door for a moment, saw that the guard was still outside the door, closed the door, turned around and cursed at the woman, "How can I even give you two taels of servant money after I give it to you every month?"
The woman came closer to him and said, "Wu DaCai, let me tell you, when I went to have tea today, I heard what others said. The deputy thousand taels are not just six taels, but more than ten taels. You are still hiding it from me. Do you want to take it from you?"
"
As she said this, she came up to search Wu Tac Choi's pocket. Wu Tac Choi opened it twice and said, "Who lied to you? It was you who asked me to pay six taels. Who is less than you?"
"That's what I said. You said it yourself. You are shameless."
"When did I say that?"
The woman waved her hands and said, "You are the six ounces indicated."
Wu Tachai turned his head away and was about to leave. The woman grabbed his arm and pulled hard, "You are not allowed to leave until you explain clearly."
Ng Tak Choi turned to the woman and cursed, "How did I sign?"
The woman stretched out her left hand and spread one finger, then stretched out her right hand and spread all five fingers, "This is the six liang sign."
Wu Tat Choi pointed the finger of the woman's left hand, "This is twelve."
Then he tapped the five fingers of the woman's right hand and said, "This is five taels. I told you the fifteen taels."
The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this fifteen taels?"
"The sign language in the garrison camp is called Fifteen. You are uneducated and blame me for not telling you who is shameless."
"What nonsense knowledge? You can explain it clearly and bother to figure it out. Where's the money?"
"I don't need to do anything."
Wu Tachai was about to walk in again, but the woman came up and pulled her away, insisting that he call out the money. Wu Tachai was lame and his strength was limited, but he couldn't do anything to the woman. He opened the door angrily, turned around and walked away.
Go outside.
"Where are you going?"
"I'll find a quiet place to go."
In the area where Ng Tak-choi was strong, there was a loud bang on the door, which made him feel better. A woman's cry and curse could be heard from inside. Ng Tak-choi's feet kept coming to the side of his mount, and the surrounding eyes suddenly felt a bit dazzling.
The guard came over to help him get on the horse and asked, "Where are you going, sir?" "Go back to the Yamen Office, and ask the guest house to prepare an extra room tonight. Tell him that a clerk from out of town will come to report something, and record it in the clerical team's account."
." Wu DaCai cursed angrily, "I don't have any knowledge at all. I'm tired of listening to money all day long. If she has the ability, she can do it on her own.
I'll earn it myself, please remember it for me. Next time I recruit a woman from somewhere, I'll send her there and let her earn enough."
The guard said blankly, "Let me tell you, sir, I remember this. Women are recruited in military hospitals and workshops, as well as the secretarial officers of the secret sentry department. They are considered to be paid by camp soldiers, but I don't know.
What kind of knowledge are you studying?"
"Send him to the secret sentry officer in Songyang to learn." Wu Dacai clamped his horse's belly, "It doesn't matter what knowledge he has, the further away the better!"
...Note 1: The military trauma treatment methods mentioned in this article were all recorded in the classics of the Ming Dynasty and did not exceed the actual situation at that time. Traditional Chinese medicine surgery was quite advanced in the Ming Dynasty. In terms of military traumatology, some people compiled it into a book. They are all practical folk prescriptions.
, reached its highest level in the late Ming Dynasty, and developed stagnantly after entering the Qing Dynasty.