The morning bells and evening drums, and the bells of the White Horse Temple are ringing, indicating that a new day is about to begin.
Zhang Zhongjing pushed open the courtyard door, holding a bamboo broom in his hand. He looked at the snow in front of the house and stretched himself.
The thick snow squeaked when you stepped on it, and the drying rack nearby was also covered with ice.
He cleaned patiently, used a broom handle to knock off the ice crystals on the shelf, and then put them in a bamboo basket for making tea.
The sound of the bells gradually faded away, and the tinkling of bells could be heard from time to time in the streets.
The traders who got up early pulled donkey carts filled with all kinds of things to make a living, and the briquette stoves that were lit in advance emitted steam.
"Doctor Zhang, please give me some corn on the cob. Thank you for your generous intervention. Otherwise, my girl may not be able to survive this winter."
Zhang Zhongjing stopped cleaning, looked up at the passing vendors, smiled and nodded.
It's just a corn cob. Shifting the blame always takes a lot of time, so it's better to accept it openly.
The steaming hot corn cobs taste soft, glutinous and sweet. Although they are not as preserved as fruit, the feeling is commendable.
The people living in the south of the city lived a mediocre life, not as good as the wealthy families. They could fill their stomachs with just one stick of corn early in the morning.
It has been more than half a year since Zhang Zhongjing moved here and he has gradually adapted to it.
The hawker stopped for a moment and inquired with some embarrassment: "I heard that there is a plague on Changsha. Lord Wei wants Doctor Zhang to take over as the prefect to take charge of the overall situation. Will he not come back to our Erdao Alley in the future?"
Since Zhang Zhongjing came, it has become much more convenient for people nearby to seek medical treatment, and many times, Zhang Zhongjing does not charge any medical fees.
Yesterday I heard that Zhang Zhongjing was going to Jingzhou to serve as a local official, and the nearby residents were very reluctant to leave.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhongjing nodded with a smile and said: "The documents from the Ministry of Civil Affairs have come down, and I will leave today. As for whether I can come back, haha, I believe we can meet again if we are destined."
As soon as he finished speaking, the doors of several neighboring yards opened at the same time.
I saw seven aunts, eight aunts, and children from various families running out.
"Mr. Zhang, this is a gift from my family. Please take it with you to eat on the road."
"I baked the cake myself, please don't dislike it, elder."
"These chickens were picked up by my children in the mountains. Elders should also take them with them to eat on the road."
"Aweng, are you leaving or coming back? You said you would teach me how to read and write."
Looking at the neighbors gathered around, Zhang Zhongjing was startled at first, and then his heart felt warm.
This kind of scene is nothing to him, he has already dealt with it with ease.
After traveling all over the country for so many years, he has seen hundreds of people in the village see each other off.
The name of a miraculous doctor was not something he blew out by himself.
After dealing with the neighbors, the morning was already halfway over.
He took out his pocket watch and checked the time.
Zhang Zhongjing simply packed his bags and walked toward the south guard post alone.
The team responsible for escorting him south has been waiting for a long time.
Among them, there are two figures standing at the door eagerly waiting.
Seeing Zhang Zhongjing walking leisurely, Aning ran over to greet him excitedly, "Ah Weng, you are finally here."
Nowadays, Aning is becoming more and more graceful. At the age of twelve, she can already get married in this era.
However, Aning's ideal husband has not yet appeared, and we don't know which unlucky guy will be able to marry her.
Aning was followed by Niu Niu who was following suit. This girl's eyes were red from crying these days.
According to Aning's words, "Zhuge Liang is a heartless man!"
In fact, Zhuge Liang cannot be blamed for this matter. Since ancient times, wedding banquet matters have not been decided by two people.
Especially in this era, unless Zhuge Liang betrays his ancestral lineage and abandons his ancestors, he will have to compromise on his parents' orders to find matchmakers.
"This time when you go south, I will definitely help you seek justice from him." Aning vowed.
Only then did this scene happen, and Aning and Niu Niu followed them south to Jingzhou.
Just because they heard that Wei Cheng was also there.
Zhang Zhongjing rubbed the heads of the two girls and nodded slightly with the Qilin Guard who came to escort him.
Gao Laosan, who was taking the lead, smiled and returned the salute, saying, "Sir, the car is ready. According to the itinerary, we will arrive at our destination around noon tomorrow."
"So fast?" Zhang Zhongjing looked surprised.
Gao Laosan cupped his fists and said, "This is a conservative estimate. I just want to aggrieve you, sir, and I have to travel all night tonight."
Zhang Zhongjing waved his hand and said: "It's okay to drive all night. It's important to save people. But even if you drive all night, it will only take three days and two nights at the earliest. People can go without rest, but horses can't stand the torment."
Just as Gao Laosan was about to answer, Aning interrupted and said: "Aweng, Brother Wei has already thought about it and specially sent people from the Imperial Knights to take us south."
At this time, three Dongfeng Mengs drove slowly, and pedestrians on the road stopped to watch, curious.
As soon as the leader's car stopped, a man got out of the co-pilot, clasped his fists and said: "Zhao Yun has met Prefect Zhang. The vehicle preparation has been completed and it is ready to go at any time."
Zhang Zhongjing stared at the three steel beasts with his mouth open, and his frightened look made Aning on the side hold his stomach and burst into laughter.
In order to make Zhang Zhongjing more comfortable on the road, the back row of one of the Dongfeng Menshis was transformed into first-class airline seats.
Not only can you sit and read a book, but you can also get massage and lie down to sleep.
After listening to Zhao Yun's introduction, Zhang Zhongjing sighed repeatedly in his heart, saying that Wei Cheng was too troublesome, but in fact he was not that delicate.
However, when Aning saw those two airline seats, he couldn't wait to get on and experience them, and then he didn't want to get off the car.
This time Zhang Zhongjing went south with the mission of saving people from fire and water. The plague is related to people's livelihood and cannot be taken carelessly.
Xun You, the Minister of Hubu, Wei Min, the Minister of Personnel, and Tian Feng, the Sikong, all came together to see Zhang Zhongjing off and treated him well.
"Mr. Zhang, I have asked the Ministry of Revenue to dispatch a large amount of medicine and winter clothing to go south in advance. This is the list of supplies."
"Thank you Xun Shangshu."
"There isn't much the official department can do to help you, but my Wei family's caravan is already on the way, and we have enough potatoes and sweet potatoes."
"I would like to thank Wei Shikang for your help on behalf of the people of Changsha."
"Mr. Zhang, this is a proposal for spring farming. Take a look at it on the way. If you don't understand anything, you can ask a few of them."
Zhang Zhongjing looked at the top students from Heluo College behind Tian Feng, smiled and nodded to them.
This is the country.
A difficult one, P Plus support!
Unlike in the past, the imperial court would just watch the people suffer, and officials would think of ways to exploit and oppress the people.
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Zhang Zhongjing, who was still a little stressed, instantly felt much more relaxed after the three people's expressions.
If you need people and supplies, why worry about the difficult and dangerous journey?
"I thank you again. It's getting late. Please go back."
"Best regards, elder!"
Xun or the three of them bowed at the same time.
Zhang Zhongjing's eyes filled with tears. He bowed deeply towards the palace and said, "Old minister Zhang Ji will definitely live up to the expectations of Lord Wei!"