Overlord's Road to Ancient Emperors

"Hurry up, there are children here who are sick, call the doctor!" In Ruijin Temple, a new batch of victims came. An old couple brought their grandson here after all the hard work, and they couldn't make it any longer. and fell to the ground, holding a feverish little boy in their arms.

Some people spontaneously carried the family of three into the temple, and then rushed to invite the medical craftsman.

Yan Chen came running with a medicine box on his back. He looked haggard. He had stayed in this temple for almost ten days, and he hadn't slept a few times in total. With three medical craftsmen stationed here, they have been really busy for several days.

After seeing the child first, Yan Chen saw that he was as thin as a stick, and knew that it was probably typhoid fever caused by hunger and cold, so he took the pulse, wrote down the prescription and asked his followers to grab the medicine and decoct it.

The attendant asked puzzledly: "My lord, there is still medicine for typhoid fever in the cauldron, can't you just feed it to him?"

Yan Chen shook his head: "Impossible, this child is young, those medicines are too heavy for him to drink."

The entourage suddenly realized, and hurriedly took the prescription to grab the medicine. Yan Chen asked someone to bring cold water, took off the boy's clothes, and wiped his body, hoping to cool him down.

The other old couple was diagnosed by other doctors. After a while, the two came over dejectedly, shook their heads and said, "I'm too old, and my body is too damaged. Even if I wake up, I won't be able to live for a few days."

Yan Chen has seen this kind of life-and-death parting a lot in the past few days, his hands kept moving, and he calmly ordered: "Then report to the Salesian Bureau, and let them come to pick up the child when he recovers."

After a while, an attendant came over with the freshly brewed medicine, and Yan Chen helped to pour the medicine into the child's mouth. Maybe it was too long since he had drunk water. The boy did not refuse the taste of the medicine, but gulped it down. Swallow up.

After feeding the medicine, Yan Chen asked someone to bring a bowl of porridge, and fed him again after a quarter of an hour. With food in his stomach, the boy slowly woke up, and saw a group of strangers surrounding him, crying softly stand up.

Yan Chen himself was still a teenager, and he didn't know how to take care of the child's mood, so he said with a tiger face: "Don't cry, your grandparents have worked so hard to bring you here, if you wake up, go and see them, how much can you do?" One glance is one glance."

Three-year-old children don't know life and death, but they have seen too much along the way, and they are already sensible.

The old couple couldn't survive for three days. Before they died, they woke up for a while, hugging their grandson for a long time and couldn't say a word. After they died, how should this three-year-old child live.

Yan Chen probably knew that they were worried, so he asked people to call in the Salesian Bureau in advance, and said in front of the old man: "You don't have to worry about the future of the child. In South Vietnam, all orphans can be brought up by the government. He is ten years old. He only needs to do some housework within his capacity, and he can read and write. If he is willing to work hard, the Salesian Bureau will arrange a job for him in the future. You can leave your family information, and when he grows up, he can also go find you hometown and relatives.”

With tears in their eyes, the two old people said a few "good" words in a row, and left their last words: "In the future, he will live alone, so don't let him look for his hometown. His relatives are gone. There is no need. His original name is Wang Xiaozhuang, I hope you can change his name and tell him in the future that he is not a child abandoned by his family, but that we are incompetent and can no longer take care of him... If you meet a good family who is willing to adopt him, you can send him there , my son..." The old man let out a mournful cry, the hand holding his grandson suddenly loosened, and he lost his breath, his wife crawled over with difficulty, touched his grandson's cheek with a dry palm, The people around kowtowed, and then followed their wife.

The boy looked at all this blankly, as if he didn't know what happened, and he should know that he didn't cry, but his breathing suddenly became short of breath, and he collapsed in convulsions.

"No, his pulse is chaotic, it looks like he was over-stimulated!" Yan Chen hurriedly carried him back to the bed, gave him acupuncture, and poured another bowl of medicine, which made him calm down.

Li Xu stood at the door for a long time, he is not a soft-hearted person, but this scene of life and death is still heartbreaking.

Kou Xiao hugged his shoulders and gave him a silent support, Li Xu came back to his senses and said flatly: "Let's go, go visit Master Abbot."

In the past few days, a steady stream of victims have been sent up the mountain, and the Ruijin Temple has been crowded, and even the Daxiong Hall has been vacated to accommodate the victims. Li Xu received the news that it was impossible for the Ruijin Temple to accept the victims, so he came here in person. trip.

A little novice took Li Xu and the two to the host's wing, Li Xu knocked on the door and entered, and saw a benevolent old monk sitting inside, lowering his head and writing something.

Hearing the voice, he said without raising his head: "Forgive me, my lord. The old monk has something else to do. You two can do it yourself."

Seeing that he was busy, Li Xu didn't step forward to disturb him, and looked at this wing room, a very simple room with nothing but a hard bed and a set of tables and chairs, which can be described as "a house with four walls".

But Li Xu already knew that Ruijin Temple was indeed rich. It is said that after the granary was opened, the grain piled up was like a mountain, no less than that of the government. When Li Xu encouraged land reclamation, Ruijin Temple surrounded the surrounding wasteland and It took a few months to make fertile land, and the common people responded to the government's call.

Kou Xiao sat down on the ground and waved to Li Xu, "My lord, don't just stand there, this old bald donkey won't be able to stop at all hours."

Li Xu didn't want to sit on the floor, but there were no other chairs in the room except the bed, so he sat down next to Kou Xiao, wanting to ask the old monk about his character.

In fact, without asking Li Xu, he could have guessed that he was willing to donate a large amount of food to help the victims, and vacated the temple to house them.

He touched Kou Xiao and asked, "Are you familiar with Master Abbot?"

"It's not acquaintance, it's just that we used to deal with each other often and knew each other," Kou Xiao said shamelessly. In the past, when the Kou family army was really poor and had no food to eat, he would bring thousands of soldiers to Ruijin Temple for alms. They would scold him, but they still asked the kitchen to prepare food for them, and drove them down the mountain after feeding them.

Kou Xiao will put Ruijin Temple on the bright side this time, and he also wants to make them famous. After all, the old monk is kind to the Kou family army.

And at this time, the government was short of food, and it was true that there was no second big household, so Kou Xiao turned his idea to Ruijin Temple.

After half an hour, the old monk finally put down his pen, turned around and said: "Amitabha, you have kept the prince and the general waiting for a long time."

Li Xu finally saw his face clearly. His face was full of dimples, his hair was all white, but his eyes were very bright. He was a kind-hearted old monk. He was wearing a blue cloth with patches, and he looked like a very simple old monk.

Li Xu did not accept his big gift, and asked him to sit down before expressing his intentions, "Thanks to the care of the master, the victims here can have a meal and a place to live. The master is merciful. This king should come to thank me personally. What’s more, I heard that there’s no room for people to live here, so I’ll come and see, the able-bodied disaster victims who lived in before can also be moved out first, to make room for the newcomers.”

"My lord, just tell me, Ruijin Temple is a group of uneducated monks who don't understand these things, you can make arrangements, and we can follow suit."

Li Xu praised with a smile: "The masters are indeed compassionate. Let them reshape the golden bodies of the Bodhisattvas in the temple in the future."

The old monk recited "Amitabha" again, shook his head and said, "Don't dare, it's already a great merit to be able to save so many people, and the Bodhisattva won't mind if he knows."

Li Xu has never dealt with him, so I don't know if he is really indifferent to fame and fortune, but the person Kou Xiao can trust is not too bad.

"Master Abbot is an outsider. He really doesn't care about these things, but we still have to give them back. This kindness must be remembered by everyone. After this matter is over, this king will announce it to the world and let the world know about Ruijin Temple. mercy."

There was a smile on the old monk's face, the wrinkled face became more vivid because of this expression, and his brows became more benevolent, but he quickly returned to calm, "It doesn't have to be like this, my Buddha is merciful, we just do what we should do."

Li Xu smiled and said nothing, the two sides had reached a consensus.

Coming out of the side room, Li Xu went to see the resettled victims, and the officials in the past came to salute, but he stopped them all, "I will leave after looking at it, you can do your work."

Seeing a little boy in Yan Chen's arms, he leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with this child?"

Yan Chen saw him and Kou Xiao, and was about to speak, when Li Xu reminded him, "Just call me Master Li."

Yan Chen silently rolled his eyes, looked down at the child in his arms, and said in a low voice, "My lord, this child has just lost a loved one, and he's a little skeptical. I don't know if it's because the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was me, so I don't know what to do." You must hold me and never let go."

Seeing that the child was not in good spirits and physically weak, Li Xu knew that he had suffered a lot. It was indeed very pitiful to lose a loved one just now, but Yan Chen himself was still a child, how could he take care of a child.

"If you're too busy, you can call in a few more medical craftsmen to help." Nowadays, all doctors in South Vietnam need to report to the government as long as they practice medicine outside. Li Xu is responsible for these people, and they dare not say anything else , but in Minzhou City, Yan Chen is still valued by the seniors.

Yan Chen shook his head and refused: "Fortunately, most of the victims are physically weak due to hunger and cold, and they will be fine after a few more days of recovery. The trauma is not serious, and the serious ones will not be able to go to our Fujian Province."

That's true, Li Xu sent people from various villages and towns to patrol the roads, and they could always pick up the wounded or corpses on the road. In order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, Li Xu asked them to burn the corpses in time and bury them in the cemetery. As for these people It's too late to check his identity.

"The disease that the lord is worried about has not been discovered, but it's best to be careful about this kind of thing. I will tell every medical craftsman to investigate carefully." As soon as Yan Chen finished speaking, the child in his arms hummed softly. Li Xu asked: "Is he What's wrong?"

As if he was facing a formidable enemy, Yan Chen replied "I should be hungry" and said goodbye and ran away with the child in his arms.

Li Xu winked at Kou Xiao, and asked, "Is it difficult to raise a child?"

Kou Xiao stood aside with folded arms, and said indifferently, "Anyway, I don't raise children."