Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

Zhao Yuhe originally wanted to enjoy a good life with him at such a romantic time, but seeing Zhang Song's serious face and serious tone, he walked away knowingly, leaving Zhang Song here alone...

Zhang Song works all day long in this room.

Today's station construction is uncharacteristically busy.

All the affairs of the county government were handed over to the county magistrate, the scribes, Zhao Wu and others.

He stayed in this room until evening.

The expression shown by Zhang Song really made Yuchan feel inexplicable.

At this moment, the sound of rain is constantly hitting the blue tiles of the county government office, and the sound of ticking rain seems to announce the arrival of the rainy season.

As a person with future knowledge, I also have a little understanding of meteorology.

Even though the rain just started this time, it also caused Zhang Song to feel uneasy.

He also lived in Jiangnan before.

I am also familiar with the climate in the south of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, what he worries about this season is not floods, but epidemics.

After the Chen Xianglu White Tablets are produced, the Aluminum Hydroxide Tablets are produced.

Pingwei powder is relatively easy and is a Chinese patent medicine.

The traditional Chinese medicine is made into subdivisions, and then pressed into shape with a tablet press.

But aluminum hydroxide is more troublesome.

A certain background in chemistry is required.For a liberal arts student to do this kind of thing, it takes many attempts.

In many attempts, Zhang Song ended in failure.

But he was not discouraged.

After a lot of hard work, he finally extracted aluminum hydroxide powder.

After that, the aluminum hydroxide powder was made into tablets non-stop.

This manual tablet press was an item rewarded by the system two years ago.

It is very useful when making special compressed pills for people.

There is no need for mass production, of course manual tableting is suitable.

When making berberine tablets before, he used a steam machine to compress the tablets.

This steam engine saves a lot of manpower.

As long as the machinery is not damaged, it can continue to produce.

Zhang Song suppressed a total of [-] pills for the two pills.

After drying the pills on the gauze, he slumped on the chair and enjoyed some leisure.

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Yuhe came to look for Zhang Song.

With Zhang Song's appearance, Zhao Yuhe was extremely worried about his body.

With a concerned look on his face, he said, "Master...you are?"

Looking at the pills on the gauze net, Zhao Yuhe asked in confusion.

Zhang Song stood up and said: "The rainy season is coming, have the county magistrate, scribes, and Zhao Wu come back?"

"I've come back a long time ago. I have already done the investigation according to the order of my husband. They are waiting in the county government."

Zhang Song said to change clothes and go to the county government office.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Zhang?" In the past, Zhang Song would never go to the county government office at this time.

He has always not worked overtime, which is rare.

But Zhao Yuhe didn't say much.

Hurriedly called Yuchan to change Zhang Song into an official uniform.

Zhang Song arrived at the county government office.

In the hall of the county government office, the magistrate, the clerk, and Zhao Wu were all waiting for Zhang Song with serious faces. Seeing Zhang Song coming, the three of them looked at him in unison.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Song already knew what he was worried about had happened.

"My lord!" The three made a simple pilgrimage in unison.

"Well, is it really as I feared?"

"Yes, my lord." The county magistrate handed over a booklet and said, "I have investigated all the medical clinics in the county according to your lord's order, and most of the patients who see the doctor have similar symptoms."

So hand over the brochure.

Zhao Wu hurriedly said, "My lord, do we need to close the road?"

"unnecessary."

Zhang Song waved his hand and said, "The road closure has just ended, and it will be closed again, which will make the people panic..."

"What..." Zhao Wu and the others didn't understand. If they didn't do this, then the entire Jinling and Ming Dynasty would fall into an abnormal crisis, a crisis worse than the disaster caused by floods!
"The last time it only happened in our Liuhe County, this time it may not be only in our Liuhe County. Therefore, road closures will have no effect. The only way is to use medicine to resolve the crisis!"

After Zhang Song finished speaking, he was busy reading the brochure handed over by the magistrate.

The pamphlets recorded the symptoms of people who visited all the clinics in the county.

Zhang Song looked at it and said, "There are 320 people with the same symptoms!"

"This is still the first day of the rainy season." The scribe said in surprise, "The rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River is unusually frequent."

The so-called seasonal illness.

It is called influenza or other epidemic diseases that occur in humid environments in later generations.

In ancient times, this was a fatal existence.

In the future of advanced medical science, it is also quite difficult to encounter this kind of epidemic.

As we all know, most of the causes of this type of disease are diseases caused by viruses.

Viruses, which are much smaller than bacteria, did not get a glimpse of their true colors until after the invention of the electron microscope.

And viruses are more powerful than bacteria.

They can mutate quickly.

The medicine that could deal with them before, after they mutated, the medicine Jia Ang could not work.

Therefore, the most effective way to deal with the virus is the vaccine.

In the world of the Ming Dynasty, electron microscopes were like gods, let alone vaccines!
Seeing that Zhang Song fell into silence for a while, the three of them trembled in shock.

They thought that Zhang Song had no choice but to be afraid, so they also became afraid.

Zhang Song suddenly said: "From tomorrow, we will set up the Medicine Administration Hall, and we will recruit qualified doctors from this county, and the county will personally supervise it."

"But these people won't obey your orders!" Zhao Wu shook his head.

Zhang Song gave an evil smile: "Doctors who don't listen to money from this county will not be allowed to practice medicine in the future!"

"What!" Zhao Wu felt that Zhang Song was too nonsense!

If they are not allowed to practice medicine, who will treat the people?
"Yaozhengtang set up a school, beckoning students to be poor people first. Those who are willing to study medicine can get free board and lodging, and also provide a monthly salary of fifty copper coins."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were immediately dumbfounded!
"Your Excellency, if you do this, if the higher-ups find out, they will refer to you!"

"I was already recruited by them, and my salary was gone, so I was afraid of a ball!"

Zhang Song is not afraid of being dismissed from office at all.

If he was really dismissed from office, he would be as light as an official.

Simply manage the island and be a free island owner.

Seeing Zhang Song's attitude that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the Sana people didn't say anything anymore.

In this way, he said: "Since the county magistrate puts life and death aside like this, we will naturally follow the lord..."

"It's not so pessimistic. The sky above our heads is sunny now. As long as we sincerely do things for the court and don't become corrupt, that person won't ignore me..."

Zhang Song's approach to Zhu Yuanzhang is also well known in history.

He hates corrupt officials the most, and the second is people who screw with him.

As long as he is not a corrupt official and does not fight against him, then many people will forgive him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Song felt somewhat relieved.

Then there was nothing more to discuss, so they dispersed.

Back in Houya, it was already ten minutes for dinner.

Zhao Yuhe was waiting for him with a letter in his hand.

"A letter from Ying Tianfu again?" Zhang Song asked Zhao Yuhe from a distance.