Royal road

Just after dawn, Liang Feng smelled a familiar smell of wormwood.However, it is different from the traditional mugwort that has been ground and added with auxiliary materials. This is more like the smoky smell emitted by directly burning the mugwort.

He coughed twice, turned over and sat up.

"My lord, did you get smoked?" As usual, Yi Yan came over with a cup of moderately warm tea soup and handed it to Liang Feng.

After taking a sip of warm water to moisten his throat, Liang Feng asked, "What's going on? Someone is burning wormwood?"

"Well, today is the Yulan Festival. The green bamboo said that the corners of the house should be fumigated to get rid of the five poisons."

"Bath orchid Festival"?Liang Feng was stunned for a moment before he realized it.By the way, today is May [-]th.In this era, May is regarded as an evil month, and the fifth day is an evil day, so the customary name of this day is not "Dragon Boat Festival", but "Yulan Festival" or "Chongwu".You need to bathe with bluegrass soup, smoke wormwood, and get rid of the five poisons.

As if hearing the commotion in the house, Luzhu walked in quickly, and said, "Mr. Lang, are you going to get up? Sister Zhao Yu just came and said that Mr. Xiao is awake and waiting in the main hall."

During the holidays, it is natural to eat seasonal food with the whole family, so the little guy stayed in the main hall early in the morning.Liang Feng had no reason to refuse. This was the first time he had leisure time to spend a holiday after he came to this world.

Looking at the time outside, Liang Feng smiled and said to Yi Yan: "Today we only need to practice for half a day, let's give the soldiers a holiday in the afternoon, let them reunite with their relatives, and take a bath with the moxa."

Zongzi during the holidays can no longer be distributed, and now millet and glutinous rice are rare items, even he can't afford to feed the whole village with a meal of zongzi.Maybe it's time to tell the kitchen and give some gift to some of the craftsmen in charge?

Yiyan's lips moved slightly, he hesitated to speak.In the end, he didn't say anything, and after saluting, he went out to practice.Liang Feng took a good shower, got up and went to the main hall.Liang Rong had already obediently waited there, wearing pink and tender clothes, looking very cute.

"Father." Seeing his father, Liang Rong immediately came up to him.

Liang Feng took his little hand in a good mood and walked into the hall: "Does Rong'er know what to do today?"

"I know! I want Yulan Tang, I want to eat horn millet, and I need to bring Pi Bing Zang." Liang Rong's black eyes flickered, full of expectation.

"Then how about Rong'er eating horn millet with Weifu?" Liang Feng asked with a smile.

"it is good!"

Corn millet is naturally zongzi.However, the zongzi in this era are not all made of glutinous rice, but yellow, orange and orange millet rice dumplings. The fillings inside are not white sugar and candied dates, but venison and chestnuts, and there is also a Chinese medicine fruit called Yizhiren, which is similar to those in the south. The meat dumplings are somewhat similar, with a unique flavor.

But Liang Rong was young, Liang Feng was weak, millet and glutinous rice were not easy to digest, neither of them dared to eat more, they just took a few mouthfuls and put down their chopsticks together.There was still a lot of horn millet left, and Liang Feng had someone give it to A Liang, Zhou Kan and several craftsmen directly.After finishing the meal, Zhao Yu came over with a plate, bowed down and saluted, "Master, this is this year's military pilgrimage, and please wear it to ward off evil spirits."

There are two silk threads woven in five colors on the plate, and silk cloth dyed with the shapes of the sun, moon and stars. It is something that everyone will wear during the Yulan Festival. It is specially used to prevent military chaos and plague, and to seek auspiciousness.

Seeing this, Liang Feng beckoned Lv Zhu to take the silk thread, turned to Liang Rong and said, "Rong'er, can I bring you a military rope for my father?"

Liang Rong's face became flushed, and he quickly stretched out his hand.Liang Feng wrapped two silk threads around his short arms, and tied them carefully.

Liang Rong touched the five-color silk thread on his hand with great care, and suddenly raised his head and said, "Rong'er will also tie it on Father!"

"Rong'er is so good." Liang Feng couldn't resist, he stretched out his arms with a smile.

Liang Rongren had small hands and short hands, but he tied them with great care, he tied the ribbon carefully, touched it with his hand, and whispered: "Rong'er, I hope that my father will not get sick this year, and that he will not meet any bad people again. "

The little guy is almost catching up with the caring little padded jacket.Liang Feng stroked the top of his hair: "Rong'er also needs to be healthy and healthy, so he should grow up soon."

Seeing that the father and son had brought the pilgrimage bag, Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment, then bowed again and said, "Mr. Lang, the servant girl also sewed a five-poison sachet, if you don't mind..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the green bamboo behind her said "ah".Liang Feng couldn't help turning his head: "Luzhu, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhu had already lowered her head, and said weakly: "My servant also sewed a sachet, but my servant's needlework is not as good as that of Zhaoyu's sister..."

Her voice was full of frustration, as if she had been robbed of some treasure.Liang Feng couldn't help laughing and said: "It turns out that this is what you sew these days. As for the sachets, naturally the more the better, with such a pure heart, how can I refuse?"

After saying this, Lvzhu's face turned red, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and handed over the prepared sachet.Both of them embroidered patterns of the five poisons, but Zhao Yu's exquisite dexterity made the five poisons come alive.The green bamboo obviously hasn't learned how to sew, the snake looks like a worm, the centipede looks like a caterpillar, and the toad is simply embroidered into a lump, not to mention the difficult poisonous insects such as geckos and scorpions.But Liang Feng was not the kind of guy who would tear down girls' desks, so he hung two sachets on his waist.

This is much more considerate than those family members who accept the sachet face to face and throw it away behind their back.Not to mention the little girl Lu Zhu, even a woman of Zhao Yu's age couldn't help but blushed.

There was no work all morning, so Liang Feng just teased his son and read military books to pass the time.Just after noon, Yiyan returned to the main house, and even brought back several horns.

"Why, someone gave you cornstarch?" Liang Feng couldn't help joking.Could it be that some girl in the farm fell in love with this kid?

"It was given by the soldiers." Yi Yan looked a little unhappy, staring straight at the sachet hanging on Liang Feng's waist.It's not just horn millet, he also collected a lot of sachets, and some soldiers bluntly said that his wife made them for the Lord Lang, praying for safety, and asking him to help deliver them.Who knows what herbs the maids put in their sachets?Yiyan was not polite, and rejected all of them.

As a result, when he got home, the man had two sachets hanging from his waist.How could Yiyan not be annoyed?Unable to suppress the impulse in his heart anymore, he took out something from his pocket and handed it to Liang Feng: "My lord, I carved this, it can ward off evil spirits!"

A five-poison wooden wheel is hung on the thin red rope.Five-color poisons surround the circular disk, end to end.Although the shape is simple, but the lines are smooth and the image is vivid, it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent.

Liang Feng couldn't help but asked in surprise, "You carved it?"

"Father is a Buddha carver, and I also know some carving skills." Yi Yan's face was expressionless, but he couldn't help but clenched his hands, for fear that this vulgar thing would be disgusted by the lord.He actually started to regret it in the morning, the lord never had any wooden ornaments around him, only gold, jade and jewelry could match this person's flawless appearance.His wooden carving thing is too difficult to handle.

However, after hesitating for a while, the other party had two sachets hanging on his waist. If he really couldn't give them out, he might not be able to sleep tonight!

Noticing Yiyan's silent nervousness, Liang Feng smiled, stretched out his hand to take it, and put it on his hand naturally: "Is it agarwood? You have put your thought into it, I like it very much."

The texture of the wood is extremely fine, without even a single burr, and I don't know how long it took to rub it in the hand before it became so smooth and moist.For such a gift of blessing, Liang Feng really had no reason to refuse.

Yiyan's ears turned red slightly, and he nodded clumsily.This is Luzhu walking in from the outside: "Mr. Lang, the orchid soup is ready, it's time to take a bath to get rid of the dark!"

Liang Feng stood up with a smile: "Is it already noon? Wait a minute, let's taste the horn millet you brought back together."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the bathroom, Yiyan just hesitated for a moment, and then followed.The bathroom was already filled with steam, and the big bathtub was placed behind the screen.Waited by the green bamboo, Liang Feng took off his outer shirt and stepped into the bathtub.The faint scent of bluegrass hits the face, and the water waves are warm, making people drowsy.Seeing Yiyan coming over, Liang Feng smiled lazily: "Green Bamboo, do you still have Lantang? Prepare some for Yiyan..."

Yi Yan immediately said: "No need!"

Luzhu also whispered: "Don't worry, Mr. Lang, we will burn some moxa soup to wash our hands and feet."

Hearing this, Liang Feng didn't ask any more questions, and gently leaned his head against the side of the bathtub, letting Lvzhu wash his long hair.Yiyan stood outside the door, watching the scene inside.The clothes had already been removed, and the sachet was naturally thrown aside, but the thin wrist resting lightly on the side of the bucket still carried the wooden ornaments he had just given away.But strangely, Yiyan's heart did not calm down because of this, but became more and more anxious, as if something was scratching his chest.After enduring and enduring, he finally moved his eyes away so that he would not look at the figure half leaning in the bathtub.

After all, Liang Feng was still weak, and after soaking for a while, he got up and got out of the tub, wrapping himself in a robe.Lying on the soft couch outside, the green bamboo wiped his hair.Yi Yan quietly walked to the side of the bathtub, stretched out his hand to paddle across the water, a faint fragrance rippling, lingering in his nose.His throat rolled, he clenched his wet fingers into his palms, and backed out the door.

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"Doctor Jiang, my leg is all healed already?" A soldier stretched out his hand to rub his calf, the expression on his face was filled with joy.He was a little unlucky before, and was accidentally attacked by a surviving enemy soldier during the battle and injured a leg.The incision was so deep that he thought the leg was hopeless.Unexpectedly, after the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, the scabs closed up safely and healed up.This made him overjoyed!

"Well, the new flesh inside has grown. Don't touch the scab on the outside these two days to avoid pus." Jiang Da replied with a smile.

"Thanks to Dr. Jiang!" The soldier couldn't help but thanked again.

In the past two days, Jiang Da has gradually gotten used to the title "doctor".In fact, there is no "doctor" position in Shaofu, but only "medical worker".This was what Liang Feng called out first unintentionally. It seems to have taken the meaning of "the doctor gives birth to life", and it was learned by the subordinates later.Jiang Da didn't dislike this name very much.Although it took him a lot of effort to treat these people, the rewards are definitely not cheap.

The first is the so-called "disinfection".I don't know if it's the influence of the theory of the epidemic, but Liang Feng is extremely concerned about dirt such as dirt and rust.The wounded soldiers at that time washed their wounds carefully, and then applied concentrated salt water to the affected areas.It's self-explanatory what it's like to smear a wound with salt water.But the strange thing is that this small measure actually reduces the chance of festering.Although salt is expensive, exchanging salt for human life is still a good deal.

The second is the "segregation" of refugees.Refugees have always been the disaster stars that spread all kinds of diseases, and wherever they pass, they cause a lot of disasters.However, Liang Feng only used such a small method to effectively control the spread of the disease.Those who have symptoms of the disease are isolated alone, drink and eat alone, and be under the care of a doctor.If the symptoms disappear, the person is released.If it really happens, save it if you can, and dispose of the body if you can't.

With such a seemingly cruel method, all the eighty or so refugees survived, which is really rare!If we do the same when there is a major epidemic in the city, wouldn't it be possible to control the epidemic quickly?

Jiang Da kept these things firmly in his heart.Liang Zixi may have done it unintentionally, but for those county magistrates, it was a solid strategy.It's just that I don't know how many people still care about such trivial civil affairs?

Apart from these two items, Jiang Da also gained a lot of experience and insights.There are so many people in the village, and there are so many refugees, but he is the only one who treats people.In any case, he is a generational doctor from the Jiang family. In the past, those who could see him were high-ranking officials who spared no expense in money, but the cause of the disease was not surprising.But these country mud legs are different. In just half a month, Jiang Da recognized all the diseases.

It wasn't until now that he understood why Zhang Changsha took part in the free clinic.Only by contacting as many common people as possible can we see more cases and try more methods of diagnosis.During this period of time, his medical skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he seems to have glimpsed the door.If there were more free clinics, would he be able to write a medical book like "On Miscellaneous Diseases"?

Coming out of the refugee's hut, Jiang Da thought about what he had gained today while walking, but just as he walked to the side courtyard where he lived, a man came out quickly and shouted: "Mr. Da Xiaolang!"

Jiang Da was taken aback, isn't this the servant who was sent out to deliver the letter before?Why come back now!

The servant didn't stop, and just jumped straight at Jiang Da's feet: "Mr. Da Xiaolang, something is wrong! There is an epidemic in Jinyang City!"