Museum of Demons

Where's your father?

Zheng Xidi was arrested and served as a soldier and died.

... Where's your mother?

Mother is dead, starved to death...

Where is your home?

When father dies, he will belong to another family.

!!! Who dares to annex the land?

It's from the high official's family.

...

A thin child was gobbling up food and pancakes. His Majesty the Emperor had conquered Sidi for many years, and the corvee was heavy. Coupled with the rampant plague, it is not uncommon for people from such a family to carry a wooden stick and wear a patchwork The face of the young Taoist priest in Taoist robes darkened.

Seeing that the child was obviously very hungry, but there was still half of the food left, he forced himself to laugh and said:

Why don't you eat?

The child carefully stuffed the pancake into his arms and said:

Mother said, it's better to stay hungry for the next meal than to starve to death after a full meal.

His voice paused, and he was a little puzzled, but mother kept food for every meal, and she still starved to death. It can be seen that what mother said was not quite right, but mother died of starvation, and he was still alive. What mother said seemed to be very true right.

I was starving to death, had no temperature, couldn't talk anymore, and my hands were cold.

The mother who could carry herself everywhere was covered by a thin straw mat when she fell down.

When the child said this, the young Taoist's lips trembled, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face. The two Taoists beside him were also silent and unable to speak. There was also a tall middle-aged man with an angry face, and punched him heavily. On the nearby tree, the big tree was broken and folded with a clatter.

There was some pity in the child's eyes.

It was a willow tree, the bark of the willow tree was pretty good, and the young shoots that had just grown were also delicious.

You won't be able to eat it after the discount.

The young Taoist silently rubbed the child's head and asked, What's your name?

The child replied: Shuigouzi.

The young Taoist said: ...what's the name?

The child said: Mother said, those of us with cheap names can easily survive.

The young Taoist was silent for a while. He sighed, exchanged glances with his two younger brothers and the recovered bandit, and talked in a low voice while the child was asleep. He didn't know how to treat this child. Leave it alone, but you can't take him with you.

Today, when there is a big epidemic, Jizhou is particularly serious. The group of them intends to go to Jizhou to treat the people there. A child, whose bones are not good. If he goes to such a place, he may die of serious illness within a few days. They discussed it Under the circumstances, even if the middle-aged man objected, he still left the child in the home of a common people who had received their kindness.

Then divide half of the copper coins on his body.

Let that person watch the baby.

Then the group went to Jizhou, but they didn't expect that after resting in the field overnight, they found the child again the next day, chasing after them like a stubborn little beast with a disheveled face. Regardless, he rushed over to pick up the child.

Zhang Jiao looked at the child, opened his mouth, and said, The place we are going to is very dangerous...

The child said seriously: Follow you, you can eat.

Zhang Jiao couldn't speak, he wanted to say that even if he stayed, there would be something to eat, but he looked at the child's eyes.

He didn't know how to explain it.

The middle-aged man lifted the child up, looked at it, and suddenly shouted: You boy, why is there no money for you? Why do you have these few big cakes left?! He stretched out his big hand , and just found a few cakes from the child's arms, the child laughed and held up the cakes preciously:

This, you can eat, you won't die of hunger.

The voice paused: Mother said, don't starve to death...

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but he could only sigh and curse. The emperor conquered Xidi, and the court was extravagant, so the tax was very high. Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand and stroked the immature child's hair, saying: Then follow me...

Do you remember your last name?

The child shook his head very bachelorly, which made the middle-aged man so angry and helpless that he knew how to eat and drink, but Zhang Jiao smiled and said: The surname is very important to people in China, I can't give it to you casually. but the name can be changed.

The ditch is the place where water is stored, and the place where the water is stored for thousands of years is the abyss.

How about you as Yuan?

The child didn't know anything, just nodded blankly, but the big man laughed out loud, and put the young child on his shoulders. When the entire court ignored the epidemic in Jizhou, Zhang Jiao took his brother with him. and the believers walked into this plague place.

As the current situation fluctuated, a Taoist priest named Zhang Jiao used herbs and talismans to treat the plague, but was ridiculed by the officials as the technique of witch talismans, which was useless to confuse the people. , the court blocked the typhoid area, and he was the only one who went retrograde.

Someone asked him what it was for, fame or profit.

This young Taoist priest always smiled and said to heal the sick and save the sick.

really……

In the eyes of the aristocratic family, risking their lives for the sake of a few ordinary people is indeed a dull person. At present, the worries of relatives and eunuchs are the most important things in the hearts of ministers. Famous figures like Lu Zhi and Wang Yun are all worried about the fate of the Han Dynasty , Loyalty outside and inside, full of emotion.

Worried that the current sage is young, deceived by those eunuchs and relatives, and worried about how to rejuvenate the great man.

The young Taoist treated these seriously ill people, and also relieved their grievances in their hearts, telling them that the dragon veins of the Han Dynasty are still prosperous, and the epidemic is only short-lived.

If you want to live, as long as you live, you can always see hope.

There are also many people who have lost their parents, and they worship under Zhang Jiao, and he treats them equally.

As for the child named A Yuan, because of his frail body, it seems that he had a serious illness when he was young, and he was congenitally deficient, and he was not able to receive good care after that. He often coughed. Niu is a strong man who once robbed as a bandit, and he can't understand the sickness of this kid.

Train this brat every day to exercise his body.

Cursing, but every time after training, I have to find a way to give this kid an extra meal.

Or catch a rabbit, or shoot a sparrow, he can always find all kinds of food.

This period of time is the happiest time in the memory of the child named A Yuan. He has many playmates and senior brothers. Uncle A Niu will take him to exercise, let him sit on his shoulders, and take him everywhere. Walk and look around, although there is an epidemic, many people are still cured under Zhang Jiao's medical skills.

The old man next door also taught Yuan how to find edible flowers and plants.

Tell him malt is actually sweet.

Yuan was a little curious, how could he eat malt if he could not eat wheat?

The old man's eyes will always become very complicated.

A Yuan looked at Liu Niu beside him, and said, Uncle Niu, did I say something wrong?

Liu Niu sighed and said: I'm not wrong, what's wrong is this world. Those nobles don't care about our life or death. I heard that they sometimes hold a banquet, and the meat they throw away can fill a room, and the wine they throw away There is a tank.

The old man hurriedly stopped Liu Niu and said, What are you talking about?

Then he smiled and touched Yuan's head, pointed to his small pocket, and said:

It's nothing, just like what Mr. Zhang said, how many years have passed by our big man, the emperor and nobles must be thinking about how to get through these difficulties, and everything will be fine by then. Now, I'm just saving some wheat to pawn Seeds, hehe, grandpa will teach you how to eat malt.

A Yuan's eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily.

The old man is in good spirits.

Then some time passed, Zhang Jiao successfully cured all the people nearby, and then Youliu left here, along the way to treat and save people, when he left there, the people sent him far away, Yuan Yuan saw the Taoist laughed, There are shallow dimples on the cheeks.

Zhang Jiao rubbed his head and said: As long as you take your time, this world of big men will always be prosperous.

But this summer, there was a severe drought in the world, and large tracts of land had no harvest.

Zhang Jiao's reputation as a sage gave him followers of family officials. Zhang Jiao hurried to a family with his disciples to borrow grain. The sound of musical instruments, in such a place, a group of Taoist priests in linen clothes look extremely ugly and dazzling.

Yuan heard faint laughter.

He felt a little inferior, lowered his head, and saw those dancers wearing gorgeous satin, looking at his shoes with leaky toes, he was very embarrassed and uncomfortable. He noticed that Senior Brother Tang Zhou stared at the beautiful dancer without blinking his eyes. blink.

The Taoist next to him remained calm and calm.

It's just that when he asked the family to help the victims, he was shirked.

Those people began to say something again. The Indian monk translated the Prajna Samadhi Sutra and was rewarded with a lot of gold and silver treasures.

I also heard that Luoyang, the capital of the great Han Dynasty, was proposed by several great officials, and the great sage Cai Yong et al. , The Analects of Confucius seven scriptures were edited and carved into stone tablets.

There are a total of forty-six steles, carved for a full eight years, from east to west, turning to the south, and then turning to the east. They stand in the shape of 匚 on the east side of the Taixue lecture hall, covered with a roof, and on both sides. There is a guardrail around it, and children from aristocratic families go to watch it every day, and there are more than a thousand vehicles.

Those who wear silk and satin and look fair-skinned say that they make people feel inferior.

This is the creation and continuation of the context, and it is a great event that will last for thousands of years.

The merit is immeasurable.

When starting the banquet, Yuan curiously took a bite of the meat and was stunned.

At the end of the banquet, he pulled Zhang Jiao's sleeve: Master, Master.

Is this meat soup?!

We can eat meat...

It's the first time I've eaten it, it smells so good...

In the face of many difficulties, but still calm and calm, the Taoist priest who seemed to be superior to many so-called big men suddenly burst into tears, wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuff, pulled Yuan, and said: We have borrowed food, so we will go to Jizhou ...

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They returned to where they had been before with food.

Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't stop all the way. As for Yuan, who was weak in bones, he was carried by Liu Niu, and he rushed back without stopping, but he couldn't see the familiar people. Blockbusters became No Man's Place.

Zhang Jiao hurriedly stopped one person, pointed to the place where the acquaintance lived, and said:

Excuse me, what about this family?

The man numbly said: Ah, old man Zhou, he is dead, starved to death.

Zhang Jiao opened his mouth: Here, all these people...

The visitor said, Yes, he died of starvation.

There is no harvest this year, and the tax of the court has risen again. His Majesty the Emperor seems to want to build a garden, and what kind of stele is to be built. It is all money. Naturally, the money will be collected. The food has been robbed. If there is no food, you have to go hungry. Death, starving to death is just right, the land can also be taken away...

The young Taoist stumbled back, suddenly feeling dizzy.

The people he saved from severe typhoid fever died of hunger, and how much wine and meat did the rich family throw away every day? How many are given to the monks, and how many are given to the great sages to integrate documents?

Every word in Prosperous Culture is a person who starved to death, or died in the battlefield of Xidi.

A Yuan found the old man's house, which was empty.

He took out the rotten piece of meat from under his sleeve, and gently placed it in front of the threshold.

Squat in front of this house.

grandfather……

It's not just malt.

The meat is also sweet.

Also, in fact, we can also eat meat, and noodles...

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After a long drought, it finally rained a little.

The Taoist man in a plain linen priestly robe stood silently in the rain. He looked up at the sky, hesitating in a daze. Live the same, and then die after struggling?

In this world, a serious illness.

Yuan can never forget.

The Taoist stood in the rain, and slowly, people in linen clothes appeared one after another. A glimmer of hope appeared on their numb faces. They found the broken umbrella and something that could shelter the wind and rain. , Surrounded the Taoist.

Shield him from the wind and rain.

One, ten, hundreds.

Until an unknown number of people.

The gathered fabrics of various colors and broken umbrellas are like a vast sky.

If you haven't seen the longing eyes of countless people, then you can't understand at all what is sorrow. For people sunk in the darkness, even a little light will lead them to rush over, and the Taoist turned his head and saw the silence. Looking at the people standing behind him, he saw those longing eyes.

He thought of the precepts of Taoism.

No, no.

Zhang Jiao was silent, he stretched out his hand to those people——

How could it be possible to refuse...

Moths will jump to a flame.

The fire will eventually burn out.

A person who can illuminate others in the dark cannot make a second choice at this time, otherwise, he will no longer be that fire light.

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no!!

My Taoist disciple, contact with luck will already damage the Taoism, let alone like you...you...

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, who had always believed in their elder brothers, were furious this time.

Brother, do you know what you are going to do?!

Zhang Jiao put his hand on his brother's shoulder and said, I know.

The Taoist who once went deep into the land of typhoid fever replied like this——

Cure sickness, save people.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were suddenly speechless.

So he walked to the front of this era and divided thirty-six Qushuai, Liu Niu was also one of them, but the man scratched his head and smiled: Great virtuous teacher, I am a rough man, and I am not qualified to convince the crowd. It's okay, you are so handsome, I won't be the one, this one, just call A Yuan the leader.

The young man named A Yuan was dazed, and then his face turned red.

Liu Niu waved his hand, stared at him, and said, Shut up, kid!

A Yuan calmed down obediently.

Liu Niu looked at Zhang Jiao, grinned and said, Great virtuous teacher, I watched this child grow up, and I fought against each other. He is still young. I hope he can see a better future. Besides, if he can leave his name It is also a good thing to live in the world, and I also ask the great virtuous teacher to give me the number...

He kindly patted the top of A Yuan's head.

Zhang Jiao nodded slowly. He is a generation of true cultivators. He broke thatch at will and asked A Yuan to pick one for divination. When he saw the result, Zhang Jiao was stunned, and the others were also stunned, and then they all laughed , because the name calculated by divination actually has the name of a Han official.

And it has been like this several times in a row.

Zhang Jiao simply stopped hesitating.

After that, he gave A Yuan the title of Qu Shuai——

Sili.

In the end, the young Taoist who had been full of hope for the big man agreed on the name of the uprising——

God, it's dead!

PS: Thanks to the lord of how the wind rises

The second update, 4,600 words~

After all, I don’t know enough about this period of history, so I can only make a rough estimate. There are mistakes in the details, please bear with me~

But Han Lingdi is the real one, tsk tsk tsk, pull...

There are seventy generals in the books whose names the Yellow Turban Army left in history, and some of them only record their names, but no detailed experience and no follow-up characters. They are the Yellow Turban generals of Jizhou. There are thirteen generals in total, one of them It is the Sili of Sili Xiaowei.