God don't even try to stop me from doing infrastructure!

Aji was too hungry, but at this time, countless vitality surged in his body, and he was also a member of the food grab.

Because there were guards guarding and threats of weapons, everyone could only swallow their saliva and line up obediently.Aji's wife came later, and she watched her husband run away, but she really didn't have the energy to chase him.She was hungrier than Aggie and could hardly run.

"Aji! Aji!" Aji's wife yelled twice, but got no response. She was worried about her son and didn't pay attention, so she entered the queue without knowing it.

"Have you brought a bowl?"

"Bring it!" The people who had prepared for it were ecstatic.A spoon full of spicy cabbage was poured into the earthenware bowl, and inside was a piece of cabbage and a slice of wax gourd, still steaming.I can't wait to take a sip, the hot and spicy soup is really novel and delicious for those who have only eaten raw bitter vegetables boiled in coarse salt.

The soup that Yunze dislikes so much is delicious even for people who are really desperate.

In addition to the soup, there is also a fist-sized, flat, hard bean cake that is a bit brittle when bitten down. A raw bite is a test for the teeth.

"How does he have bread?" cried a dirty and thin man in the crowd.

All noticed the guard giving a child bread.

The guard glanced at him, and his fierce eyes almost made him weak in fright.If it were any other time, he would have whipped up this kind of troublesome little bastard, but he still held back at this time, and shouted: "His Royal Highness's order, give the old man and the child some soft food, what, Are you an old man and a child?"

The man hid: "No, no, I'll ask casually, please don't take offense, my lord."

Others looked at the bread in the hands of those old people and children. Although it was small, it was soft and exuded a pure wheat fragrance.Is this the kind of white bread that nobles eat?

The guards noticed this, and they let the old man and the child eat here before leaving.After eating in the stomach, these things are their own.

"My lord, I also have a child at home." A middle-aged man rolled his eyes.

But the guard just told him impatiently to get out of the way: "Next one, bowl, hurry up."

The next one is Aji. He came here for medical treatment, and he didn't bring any bowl at all. Now he was so anxious that sweat came out of his forehead: "My lord... I, I don't have a bowl..."

Aji was particularly afraid that the guard would not give him anything if he got angry, and he was so anxious that tears almost came out.That piping hot soup with fresh veggies and a bean patty.

"Without a bowl, there is no soup. There is only a bean cake."

There was a turn of events, and I didn’t expect to get a bean cake. Aji thanked him a lot, and was chased aside by the impatient people behind.

As soon as the bean cake was in hand, Aji bit into it as if he was bewitched.The bean cake was very hard and dry, and it was not tasty to say the least, but Aji had been hungry for a long time. He ate a piece of bean cake that he bit off and ground it with his teeth.

Bean cakes are so delicious, how about soup?Those people drank it so fragrantly, they said it tasted good, and added salt.What a luxury, free salted soup, many of them have not eaten salted things for a long time.

Aji really hated himself for not listening to Artest's advice.

In the end, Aji only ate two mouthfuls of bean cakes. He resisted the temptation and stuffed the remaining half into his pocket, which was to be reserved for his wife and children.He was looking for his wife in the crowd. Because of the fierce guards, he didn't dare to shout loudly. Instead, he carefully looked at the women in the team one by one, trying to find a woman with a child on her back.

At this time, Aji's wife, who was carrying the child on her back, was already squeezed in front of the food and guards.

The young guard saw that it was a woman who looked like a bone, carrying a child who seemed to be sick. He remembered His Royal Highness's instructions, and his voice softened: "Is the child sick?"

"Yes." Aji's woman swallowed her saliva while lowering her head and humming like a mosquito.

The guard stuffed her with a bean cake and a piece of bread, and then shouted at another guard who had been watching the show with his chest crossed: "This is a sick person, take them to see the priests."

Aji's wife was taken away with warm food without any resistance. Aji also found them at this time. He wanted to follow, but was stopped by the guards.

The guard stared with a pair of eyes, looking fierce.

"Stop, if you get close, I will kill you. Inside is the place where His Highness the Son of God and the priests expel evil and heal wounds. No one is allowed to approach."

Aji faced the tip of the knife, sweating like a spring, but thinking of his wife and children inside, he still mustered up his courage: "My lord, those are my wife and children, please, let me in, my child has a fever, He has been in a coma for a day, and his body is as hot as a furnace."

Aji's wife also stopped and called Aji's name.

The guard let him go: "Go quickly, send the child there early."

Yunze did not expect that the first patient he received was a child with a high fever. He led a group of priests and a group of young priests with pens and papers to the prepared room. come over."

They walked into a long room. There were six small wooden beds on the left and right sides of the room, each with a locker. It was covered with white and clean linen sheets, and pillows were made of straw mats.

On the other side, Aji's family of three also arrived. They were trembling and did not dare to breathe loudly.

"Don't panic, put the child on the bed." Yunze tried his best to comfort the frightened parents with a gentle tone.

When Aji and his wife saw Yunze, they were already dumbfounded. Like puppets being manipulated, they put the child on the nearest bed in a daze.The bed was very clean, and the two of them were very careful, not daring to touch their hands or feet for fear of getting it dirty.

Yunze sat down by the bed, and he touched the child's forehead, and it was true that he had a fever.

"Son, are you okay?" he asked softly.

The child opened his eyes halfway, and gave Yunze a dull look, looking very tired and weak.

The situation is not bad, there is no real coma, and there is still consciousness.

Yunze took a flat wooden stick and asked the guard to come closer with a torch, then looked at the child on the bed: "Son, open your mouth, ah."

The flat wooden stick was pressing on the base of the tongue, which made the child instinctively queasy. Yunze took a quick look and found that the tonsils were a bit inflamed.The other two priests also took a look to see what the inflamed tonsils were showing.

Because the child looked uncomfortable, Yunze took back the flat wooden stick in just a few seconds and put it aside. It will be cleaned and sterilized at a high temperature later so that it can be used again.

"Go get a clean sackcloth, and a blanket, and cold water. Let the kitchen make some soup, quick."

Yunze ordered everyone in an orderly manner, and then called the other priests over to let them see and judge the child's situation by themselves.

These young priests are all experienced in healing. Of course they could tell that it was a fever, but Yunze's treatment method was a little different from theirs. There was no blessing spell, nor was it feeding salt soup.

In the face of high fever, Taixi's local treatment method is: wipe the patient's body with ice-cold water, feed him salt water, and then chant a spell, waiting for the result.Sometimes this works.

A young priest asked hesitantly, "Your Highness, don't you need a blessing spell?"

"Blessing spells are still needed, but they should not be too long." Yunze has no prejudice against spells. In this era, spells act as a "psychological placebo", which can make patients feel at ease, have a stronger desire to survive, and have better treatment effects .

The priest who made this statement blushed. The Son of God himself is the most powerful blessing spell. Why do we need to recite it again?

The priests had a heated discussion, but they lowered their voices, but it wasn't really noisy.

The Ajis and his wife on the side were like two wooden statues, just staring blankly at the people in the room.

Yunze's appearance is one thing, his status as a son of God is another thing, his overly kind attitude is another thing, so many priests and little priests are another thing.The two people's outlook on life was colliding fiercely, so it was difficult to recover for a while, and they couldn't even take care of their son's illness.

Soon the blanket, linen and water were brought over, and Yunze covered the child with the blanket.Then fold the sackcloth, soak it in cold water, wring it out and place it on the child's hot forehead.

"After a while, the cloth will not be so cold. It needs to be re-soaked and wrung out to put it on the forehead. The high temperature is harmful to the brain, so it needs to be cooled as soon as possible. In addition, you can also use linen cloth dipped in warm water to wipe the back of the ears, armpits, hands and feet. Where you sweat, help dissipate heat. Cold water is too irritating, so warm water is more appropriate."

The priests asked questions as they recorded. Fortunately, Yunze had made up a lot of medical knowledge in the past few days. He just missed memorizing the medical books in the game, so he could answer most of the questions.

Moreover, to be honest, this era is still a medical desert, and the basic common sense known to modern people with a little knowledge is still advanced knowledge here.So it's no problem for Yunze to teach them, like elementary school students teaching kindergarten children to add and subtract single numbers.

No matter what, it was better than smearing cow dung on other people's wounds after being injured.

After a while the noodle soup came, let it cool down a bit, he helped the child up a little, put a pillow on his back, scooped a little with a spoon, let it cool down, and fed it to the child.There was not much noodle soup, just a small bowl. After feeding it and observing for a while, seeing that the other party was in good spirits, Yunze asked one of the priests to bring over the potion he had made.

Yunze fed the little boy three spoonfuls of medicine and clean warm water, and then told him to lie down and rest.Using this medicine to heal an adult with a fever requires half a bowl, and three spoons is the amount after halving again.

"Before feeding the medicine, it is best to let the patient eat some light and easy-to-digest food, such as noodle soup, but do not feed cow's milk and goat's milk, which will damage the medicine. However, if you encounter a patient who accidentally ate poisonous weeds, you can feed some cow's milk after inducing vomiting. Cow's milk can alleviate some of the toxicity."

The priests wrote down one after another that they knew that people can feed cows when they feel uncomfortable in their stomachs. Sometimes it can relieve the pain, and sometimes it can't.But they didn't know why they were breastfeeding before, and now they do.

After Yunze and the priests finished speaking, they turned to the couple: "Stay here, remember to change the sackcloth on your forehead, and if the person wakes up, feed him something to eat and warm water. If the child needs to go to the toilet, there is a chamber pot under the bed , don’t let the children go out, it’s cold outside.”

The Ajis kept nodding: "Yes, Your Highness."

Yunze said again: "Don't worry, the child will be fine." A child's illness is a torture to the whole family.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Until Yunze and his group left, they still bowed their heads and said yes.

There were only the three of them in the room. It was such a big room, the land and walls were as flat as stones, painted white, and there were many ventilation holes. A cold early spring wind blew on their faces, waking them up, Ah The Ji couple just woke up like a dream.

What they saw and heard today far exceeded the limits of their imagination.

Both of them were stunned, they didn't dare to sit on the bed, which was covered with soft linen, which was better than the clothes on them, and they didn't dare to touch the wool blanket covering their son, it was so soft and white.

Aji and his wife sat on the ground, carefully leaning against the bed where their son was lying.

"That's His Highness Shenzi." It took a long time for Aji to spit out this sentence.

The two dared not look directly at Shenzi, so they couldn't remember the specific appearance of Shenzi, but the gratitude and love in their hearts transformed that figure into an extraordinarily beautiful one, and the whole body radiated light, like a little sun.

Aji took out half of the bean cake in his pocket: "His Highness Shenzi gave it, you eat."

Aji's wife shook her head: "I have two, and the other one is bread."

"Keep it for our son. This kid is more blessed than us. He let His Highness Shenzi touch his head with his own hands. He will definitely be fine." Aji felt as if a stone on his shoulder had been removed, and his whole body felt relaxed.

"I also fed medicine and soup, and covered the blanket." Aji's wife quickly added this sentence, with indescribable gratitude in her tone.

Aji smiled and couldn't help reaching out and pinching his nose.He never believed in miracles, but at this moment, he suddenly had a hope that maybe his son would have a different fate and walk out of his ancestral life like cattle and sheep.

When Yunze was busy in the temple, Menis was not idle either. He wanted to transfer the land under his name and that under Yunze's name, replace unqualified subordinates, and then arrange the specific work for this year.

Both of them are big landowners, and Yunze even owns a city and a gold mine, so Menis set off a few days ago.

He was going to take a curve to turn all the temples he managed, and then the land and fiefs under the two people's names.They all rode horses and traveled day and night, but even this way back and forth would take more than a month.

The wheat fields, pastures, and wine gardens owned by the two are all near Curry, and Menis finished shopping after walking around.

Yunze wants to grow a large area of ​​watermelon, saying that he needs soft and nutritious sandy soil.Coincidentally, most of his vineyards have this kind of soil, and a piece of land can be specially set aside to grow watermelons.

After ordering the planting of watermelons, he went to the nearby temple under his jurisdiction and checked the bills and other things handed in by the local priests. There was generally no problem.

Menes replaced two clerks with bad reputations, made some suggestions to the priests, and then asked them to plant corn on the land belonging to the temple this year according to the requirements of the temple (the seeds were delivered early), After harvesting, at least one-fifth of the corn will be given back to the villagers, and seeds will be exchanged to encourage them to plant.

Of course, it's too early to say these things, it's still early spring.

Menis had to rush to the next place without stopping.It can only be said that fortunately, it is enough to do this kind of inspection once every three to five years.

"What is Yunze doing now?" Menis sat on the carriage, with one leg bent and the other drooping naturally.He leaned against the carriage, holding a kettle in his hand, looking at the moon in the sky, thinking about Curry's 'moon'.

Not far from him, the guards were roasting rabbits around the campfire.They ate baked rabbits and bread, drank wine, talked and laughed loudly.Menis didn't bring many people with him this time, but they were all good players with one enemy against one hundred.

"My lord, do you need something?" The head guard approached Menis with a piece of roasted meat.

Menis reached out to pick up the branch, and was about to eat some, when a strange sound came from the grass.

Menis has traveled abroad for many years, what hasn't he encountered?He immediately recognized the sound of cloth rubbing against grass blades, and immediately stretched his hands to his waist, shouting, "Who?!"