Chapter 95 The Blue Training Card, [Eight Dragons]
In the Changning County government office, a sinister-looking monk, wearing a black monk's robe, sat majestically on the head of the county government office.
This scene seems quite inconsistent.
But at this time, the original county government officials seemed to have no objections at all. They were all hurriedly summarizing the various problems encountered in the city and handed them to him, asking him to deal with them.
The original magistrate of Jiang County in Changning County was old and frail. After meeting Dao Yan and learning that there was a plague in the city, he was frightened and frightened for a while, and finally fell ill and could no longer handle political affairs.
Shi Xiaowei was born in the army. He was good at marching and fighting, but he was obviously not good at handling political affairs. Therefore, the entire Changning County government office, after Magistrate Jiang fell ill, lost the person in charge and suddenly lost its ability to operate.
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With such a situation in the city, it is obvious that the county government cannot be allowed to stop functioning.
At this time, Daoyan asked himself to preside over the county government. Shi Xiaowei had no choice but to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.
However, they never expected that this monk Dao Yan was not only highly skilled in medicine, he was also able to keep people suffering from the plague alive. His ability was also so outstanding that he actually managed to run the county government in an orderly manner.
"Master, thirty-three more patients were found in the city, and the Qingshou Temple where the patients were housed now has 332 patients."
"Kang'anfang City in the city has already arranged for people to be vacated before. When patients are found later, they are sent directly to the hospital for care!"
When Dao Yan said this, he suddenly raised his head and spoke again:
"There are only eleven doctors in the city. They work day and night, and their bodies must be extremely tired. The patients found now do not need to be treated beforehand. They are divided into two groups and changed every six hours."
Naturally, there were not many doctors in border towns. Most of the eleven doctors were military doctors. Fortunately, Dao Yan was proficient in medical skills and prescribed medicines. Although he could not cure the plague, he was able to keep the patients alive.
"yes!"
Dao Yan nodded and continued to lower his head and deal with the official duties in hand.
Immediately, another official came forward and said:
"Master, the patrol officers captured twenty-seven people who left the city without permission. How should we deal with them?"
Daoyan didn't even raise his head and said in a calm voice:
"kill!"
At this time, all the officials already knew that Master Daoyan was no ordinary monk, so they were not much surprised by his words.
"Master, the government office has sent a second batch of supplies, mostly medicinal herbs. Because we need to maintain food rations for hundreds of thousands of people, the supply of food and grass in our city has bottomed out!"
Hundreds of thousands of refugees, even if they were lying still, would need tens of thousands of kilograms of daily rations. If it hadn't been for the ignorance of the future that had brought a lot of military rations that had not yet been used, it would have been impossible to survive at this time.
"Urge the government office to find a way to send more food and grass. The medicinal materials can be put away first. In addition, the food rations provided in the markets where refugees are resettled will be reduced by another 20% from tomorrow!" Dao Yan said solemnly.
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Dao Yan's few words at this time, although still calm, made the officials present feel a slight chill in their hearts.
Nowadays, those who need medicinal materials the most are those who are suffering from the plague. But those who are sick now are weak and unable to cause turmoil.
In comparison, hundreds of thousands of hungry refugees are even more dangerous.
Although he did not say it clearly, he implicitly expressed his intention to give up on the patient at any time.
At this moment, a "pop" sound suddenly came from the county government office.
Then, a voice of fear and panic was heard:
"Plague, he's got the plague!"
When the officials in the county government heard this, they suddenly trembled and looked frightened.
"plague?"
"Aren't the county offices guarded so that ordinary people can't enter? Why do people get the plague?"
The story of the plague is enough to make people's faces change when they hear about it.
The officials in the county government and the soldiers stationed on the garrison are also ordinary people, how can they not be afraid? It's just that some people suppress the fear in their hearts because of their responsibilities, and some people have strict orders from the top, and are afraid of the national, French and military laws.
Now I suddenly heard that someone around me was infected with the plague, and the fear that I had suppressed in my heart could no longer be contained.
A young official, with a look of fear on his face, shouted in a panic:
"Let's run quickly. There are people infected with the plague everywhere in the city. There is no way to save Changning County..."
Before he finished speaking, Dao Yan put down the official document in his hand with a cold face, stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the young official. He stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly.
The young official who was speaking in a panic suddenly had his vision blackened and he collapsed to the ground.
Dao Yan waved his monk's robe, no longer looked at the official, and walked straight outside.
After Dao Yan left, the officials on the side thought of Dao Yan's previous extremely fierce and ruthless temper, which often killed people, and suddenly panicked in their hearts. They tremblingly stretched out their hands and stretched them under the young official's nose.
When they discovered that the young official was still breathing, the people next to him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Dao Yan walked to the place where the commotion had just occurred.
Outside a hall of the county government, a group of officials looked frightened and stayed away. A servant was lying on the ground at this time, his face was hot and flushed, and his brows were furrowed.
Looking at it this way, he looked a bit like he was suffering from the plague.
Dao Yan frowned, but he took out a piece of cloth to cover his mouth and nose, pushed aside everyone and stepped forward to diagnose and treat the officer.
The pulse is swollen, the beating is only slightly fast, and the tongue is normal. It is not a plague, but more like the wind and cold entering the body after exertion.
After Dao Yan confirmed again, he stood up slowly. Under the astonished eyes of all the officials, he suddenly pulled off the cloth and said immediately:
"It's not a plague, it's just a cold!"
Daoyan is a monk, but he also practices Taoism, Yin-Yang, and Confucianism. Moreover, because of his family background, he also has powerful medical skills.
Nowadays, in Changning County, despite the severe shortage of doctors and doctors, it can still barely keep most of the patients alive, all thanks to Dao Yan's medical skills.
When he spoke at this time, all the officials were dubious, but finally they were not as panicked as before and regained some sense.
At this time, Daoyan originally thought about letting everyone go back and continue to handle official business. But looking around, he saw that all the officials looked tired and had panic in their eyes. They were all in a trance, no longer thinking, and were stunned.
I stood there, wondering what I was thinking.
When Dao Yan saw this, his heart suddenly sank.
With such an appearance, it is obvious that the officials are discouraged and have no confidence.
He stood there and was silent for a long time, thinking about a solution in his mind.
But when everyone was silent, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.
The originally bright sunshine was suddenly covered by clouds, making the sky become a little gloomy.
Then a cracking sound was heard, and everyone followed the sound.
Then I saw the county government plaque hanging on the county government lobby not far away was blown down by the strong wind and hit the ground hard, shattering into pieces and making a huge noise.
All the officials came to their senses, and their expressions suddenly turned ugly.
The plaque being blown down is not an ominous sign, and it is not unheard of in previous years.
But in this scene, the plaque suddenly fell, giving people the feeling that it was a warning between heaven and earth.
Could it be that Changning County is hopeless?
Thinking of this, all the officials couldn't help but look depressed, sighed several times, and remained silent for a long time.
At this time, Dao Yan turned his head to look at the plaque that fell to the ground, and suddenly felt an inexplicable familiar illusion in his heart.
Fu Ling was so moved that Dao Yan suddenly burst into laughter, pointed at the broken plaque, and blurted out:
"Hahaha, the county government plaque has fallen. This is a good sign! After we control the plague, we will discuss your merits and rewards in court. By then, you will be promoted to official positions! By then, you will not be promoted to government offices.
The job is to be transferred to Beijing to serve. Why do you need to be trapped in the county government and not be able to display your talents?"
At this time, the clouds were blown by the strong wind, and the bright sunshine that was originally blocked was projected down again, filling the county government office, as if to reflect what Dao Yan had just said.
In the hearts of all the officials, they may not necessarily believe Dao Yan's words. But sometimes, when people are in despair, they always need a little hope.
At this time, a glimmer of hope suddenly emerged in the hearts of all the officials. The original frustration in their hearts dissipated, and their faces regained some of their energy, no longer as depressed as they had just been.
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Not far outside Changning County, there was an old man with a dignified appearance and a deep imposing manner. He was carrying two long swords, one black and one white. He was standing upright, looking at the county seat in the distance with his hands behind his back, with a look of contemplation on his face.
At this time, behind the old man, there was a crisp sound of "tick-tick-tock" and a clear chant.
"Traveling far away from home, looking around at ease. The sky and the earth are so vast, the mountains and rivers are vast. The birds fly separately, and the trees are desolate. Climb high and see thousands of miles, but nostalgia for the past makes your heart sad. Standing and looking at the floating clouds, you can feel the breeze flying."
The poems recited by this person are extremely grand, without any sourness in the wording. At first glance, it seems to express the noble meaning of the sage hermit who places his trust in the mountains and rivers.
But the last sentence in the poem undoubtedly reveals the ambitions in people's hearts in the future.
The old man turned around and saw a thin, middle-aged man riding a sleek donkey, reciting poems and heading toward Changning County along the official road.
Seeing the middle-aged man heading towards Changning County, the old man frowned and immediately reminded:
"Sir, please don't come forward! The plague is rampant in Changning County ahead. It's not a good place to go. It's better to return quickly."
When the middle-aged man riding the donkey heard this, he immediately reined in the donkey, showed a smile to the old man, cupped his hands and said:
"Thank you, old sir, for reminding me! I just wanted to set the destination for this trip, which is here."
Hearing this, the old man spoke again:
"The plague here is getting worse. Nothing is more important than your own life! You'd better leave as soon as possible."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head slightly and said:
"The old gentleman misunderstood. My destination is here, not the county seat!"
When the old man heard this, he was stunned and asked subconsciously:
"Here? What are you doing here?"
The middle-aged man looked the old man up and down, stayed for a long time on the two black and white swords behind the old man, but suddenly showed a meaningful smile and said:
"Perhaps the purpose is the same as the old gentleman! To see if what I have learned is worth entrusting it to the Ming Master!"
When the old man heard this, his eyes flashed. Immediately, he slightly cupped his hands and said in a deep voice:
"Zongheng family member, Zhang Yue!"
The middle-aged man quickly got off the donkey, turned slightly sideways, and returned the courtesy:
"My Excellency, Liu Ji, I have met Mr. Zhang!"
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[Blue training card, Tian Long Ba Bu
Card effect: After using it, you will get Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, Murong Fu
Card explanation: Where the smoke and dust rise, tears fade, and life is still as difficult as the world. Heroes will die in anger in battle, and the green mountains remain at Yanmen Pass.
Xiao Feng, from Jin Yong's "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", is both wise and brave, courageous, bold and brave, but he is burdened by his life experience.
Force 97, Literature 62, Wisdom 75, Morality 85, Age 35, Dominance 70, Politics 68, Charisma 80, Loyalty 100, Wildness 30
Duan Yu, from Jin Yong's "The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon", was the prince of the Dali Kingdom, knowledgeable about books and courtesies, gentle and refined, honest and humble.
Force 93, Literature 86, Wisdom 71, Morality 78, Age 24, Dominance 74, Politics 70, Charisma 88, Loyalty 100, Ambition 23
Xu Zhu, from Jin Yong's "The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon", is a disciple of Buddhism. He looks ugly and seems dull, but he is actually a talented person.
Martial power 95, Literature 40, Wisdom 70, Morality 89, Age 28, Dominance 62, Politics 60, Charisma 40, Loyalty 100, Ambition 10
Murong Fu, from Jin Yong's "The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon", is a descendant of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. He has been traveling for half his life, determined to restore the country.
Force 90, Literature 74, Wisdom 74, Morality 38, Age 30, Dominance 60, Politics 58, Charisma 78, Loyalty 100, Ambition 90]
In the Yun Kingdom Palace, Xiao Cheng looked at the flashing blue card in front of him and couldn't help but smacked his lips.
Speaking of which, I had the Dika of [Dali Taizu], so could he be considered Duan Yu’s ancestor...
Xiao Cheng laughed and closed the golden finger panel with some disappointment.
Even though the world between heaven and earth has been upgraded, the restraints and restrictions on warriors in the world have been relaxed, making it easier for warriors to improve their cultivation and break through the martial arts realm that their ancestors had difficulty breaking through.
But even with such a change, it didn't last long after all. Nowadays, a ninth-level warrior in the world is still a rare top master.
This time, a blue card directly sent four ninth-level masters to Xiao Cheng, which seemed to be a huge profit.
But for Xiao Cheng, who is now in charge of the huge Yun Kingdom, these four people can only be called simple martial arts masters. Except for force, the other values are really average and cannot bring much help to Xiao Cheng.
Perhaps it is precisely because it does not bring much benefit to the country that this card is just a blue card.
Forget it, it's better than nothing. Afterwards, it won't be useful to Li Chao...
With a thought in Xiao Cheng's mind, the blue light suddenly shot straight into the sky, and then turned into four blue lights and dispersed in all directions.
At this moment, I heard Feng Bao's voice coming in from outside the Yangxin Hall.
"His Majesty."
"Come in!" Xiao Cheng raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice.
Feng Bao pushed open the palace door, trotted over, bowed to Xiao Cheng, and said:
"Your Majesty, the first batch of materials raised has already set off!"
Nowadays, Zhongqing City is led by the powerful Zajia family in the business community, and is assisted by Shen Wansan, who is quite talented in business. They also assist the court in preventing the plague in the north, and all the merchants can be considered as dedicated.
Within ten days, the first batch of supplies had already begun to be transported to the north.
Feng Bao paused and continued:
"This time, a total of 500,000 stones of grain and grass and 130 carts of various medicinal materials have been dispatched. The merchants have dispatched their own manpower and transportation capacity to send them to the northern border. The 7,000-strong army sent from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing will escort them Arrived safely...This time, thanks to Zajia and Shen Wansan, the arrangements were stable, so prices in Beijing only rose slightly, not seriously."
Xiao Cheng nodded slightly when he heard the words, but his mind was a little heavy and he said:
"These supplies seem to be quite a lot, but we still don't know how serious the plague will be in the north, so they may not be enough."
In fact, if we just isolate the inside and outside and let the people in the north fend for themselves, we naturally don't need too many supplies, but Xiao Cheng obviously can't make this choice!
Fortunately, there are many rich and fertile lands in the Yun Kingdom. Moreover, many of the lands in the small countries in the south that were annexed by Wang Xiao's troops are treasure lands that can be harvested three times a year. Therefore, for the Yun Kingdom, food is not considered a big factor. valuable.
If Xia State makes such a big move to purchase grain and grass at this time, I am afraid that the rising momentum of grain and grass will be unstoppable.
But even so, if this plague is too serious and remains unresolved, the rise in food and grass prices will naturally be irresistible.
People are greedy by nature, and businessmen are particularly profit-heavy. At that time, I am afraid that some people will be unable to resist greed and hoard money in order to obtain huge profits, making the situation even more difficult.
Xiao Cheng's eyes moved, he looked up at Feng Bao, and said in a deep voice:
"Do you still have enough manpower in Dongchang?"
When Feng Bao heard this, he immediately understood what Xiao Cheng meant.
He bowed slightly and replied in a deep voice:
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I can guarantee that as long as Your Majesty wishes, no one in our Dayun territory can escape Dongchang's eyes! I will pay attention to these merchants!"
Xiao Cheng nodded slightly and said:
"Just in case, don't reveal your traces and chill the hearts of loyal people!"
"yes……"
Speaking of this, Feng Bao suddenly remembered something. After hesitating for a while, he carefully leaned into Xiao Cheng's ear and whispered a few words.
When Xiao Cheng heard what Feng Bao said, he frowned and said coldly:
"Oh, the Za family is really such a confused person... You send someone to pass on my instructions and tell Jin Shengyuan so that he can reprimand his disciples! The situation in the north is difficult now, and I don't want to see this again. Something happened!"
Obviously, what Feng Bao just said in Xiao Cheng's ear was about the matter between Jin Tangfeng and Shen Wansan of the Za family.
When Feng Bao saw this, he quickly bowed and said:
"yes!"
At this time, Feng Bao felt a sudden burst of joy in his heart, and subconsciously touched the large bank note that Shen Wansan had given him before in his sleeve.
At this time, Xiao Cheng suddenly seemed to react, his eyes moved, he turned to look at Feng Bao, and said:
"After all, this matter didn't delay anything. It's not a big deal. Why do you, the governor of the East Factory, bother to mention it more?"
Feng Bao, who had not been happy for long, suddenly felt a sudden surge in his heart, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
His legs were trembling, and he was about to defend himself. But even though he thought so, his body subconsciously softened his knees, fell to the ground, kowtowed and apologized, and stammered:
"Slave, slave... I know I was wrong, please, please forgive me!"
Xiao Cheng looked at Feng Bao quietly for a long time, and then said quietly:
"What's wrong?"
Feng Bao trembled all over, regretful and fearful in his heart. He quickly took out the banknote from his sleeve, raised it above his head, and said in a trembling voice:
"Wrong, the mistake was in accepting bribes outside the palace!"
Xiao Cheng shook his head slightly and said coldly:
"It's wrong. The wrong thing is that you have the courage to play tricks in front of me. My trusted eunuchs love money. If someone does what you want to please me, I don't mind. But as one of my eyes, don't have your own ideas!
Otherwise, I don’t mind deducting it.”
Feng Bao's heart was suddenly filled with fear. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He kowtowed repeatedly and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty, please forgive me..."
Xiao Cheng's expression softened slightly and he said in a deep voice:
"In recognition of your meritorious service and hard work, I will reward you with a silver note. You will not do the same again!"
When Feng Bao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly knelt down to thank him and said: