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Dr. Xu's medical hall is actually his own home. The front row of the residence is the medical hall, the back row is the house, and the two sides are the pharmacy department. Two pharmacists of Xu doctor are boiling Chinese medicine on the side, and the smell of Chinese medicine permeates the house. around.Zheng Yuming led Huo Sizhong and Wei Qing to find the medical clinic exactly by following the scent of the medicine.

Dr. Xu was seeing patients in the hospital, when he saw Zheng Yuming coming in from the door, he got up to greet him.

"See Governor Zheng!"

"Doctor Zheng, don't be too polite." Zheng Yuming touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. On the parchment were some traditional Chinese medicine formulas for treating colds and fever.

"Thank you Governor for donating the medicine last time!"

Doctor Xu is very grateful to Zheng Yuming and Chu Chaohui from the bottom of his heart. If they hadn’t used quinine western medicine to cure Ulsan-jun, doctor Xu and many other doctors would have to be buried with Ulsan-jun. Later, he bought quinine western medicine from Zheng Yuming, although it cost a lot. It's a big price, but he saved his biggest customer, and his reputation has become bigger and bigger. Now his medical clinic business is much more prosperous than before.

"Saving people's lives is a matter of accumulating virtue." Zheng Yuming pinched his nose. He originally wanted to say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but Buddhism has not yet appeared, so no one would understand.

"Governor Zheng, I heard Wu Dong's family talk about their homeland. Your land has advanced medical skills, people who are sick can be cured, and the death rate of children is extremely low. My family really yearns for it." Dr. Xu heard Wu Da talk about the survival of children in Zheng Chu's hometown. The rate reached more than 90.00%, as if hearing the Arabian Nights.

"Medical skills in Yuming's hometown are very advanced, but it's a pity that neither Yuming nor his elder brother studied medicine, otherwise," Zheng Yuming sighed.

"Oh! It's a pity." Doctor Xu's eyes gradually faded.

"Although Yu Ming and elder brother don't know medicine, they have some formulas for treating colds and fever." Zheng Yuming finally brought the topic to the formulas written on the parchment in his pocket.

"A formula for treating colds and reducing fever?" Doctor Xu's eyes lit up immediately. In this time and space, medicine and witches are not separated, but the ancestors of Doctor Xu were pure doctors, not witches. For medical treatment, Dr. Xu devoted all his attention to this aspect. This is why Dr. Xu had been thinking about it when he heard that Wu Mu's son's high temperature and fever would reduce his fever before he was recruited to the Ulsan Lord's Mansion.

"Yes, it is the experience and summary of Yu Ming's hometown doctors for thousands of years."

"Then, Governor Zheng, can I have a visit with my family?" Doctor Xu blushed when he said this, because medical skills have always been passed down from generation to generation in the family.Dr. Xu's own secret recipe was never passed on to outsiders, but now he is asking Zheng Yuming for the recipe, and he feels ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Yuming looked at Dr. Xu and said nothing, and said to himself why are you blushing, take out the money to buy it, and I came here to find you for business today.

"I don't want to read everything, I just want to know what kind of medicine can reduce fever. My family still has more than 600 gold, all of which are dedicated to the governor." Seeing Zheng Yuming's silence, Dr. Xu suddenly remembered when he traded quinine medicine, Zheng Yuming once said that he was short of money.

"Hey! Yu Ming originally wanted to give the formula to the doctors so that the doctors could save more lives, but Yu Ming just arrived here and needed money and silk. Since Doctor Xu is so good at healing, Yu Ming gave all the formula as a gift."

Before Zheng Yuming came here, he only planned to exchange three or four hundred gold from Dr. Xu. With these hundreds of gold, it would be enough to last for more than a month. After more than a month, Wu Mu would have returned to Nanbu as long as there were no accidents. Worry about money.

"The governor is a good man!" Dr. Xu's face was full of emotion. No wonder the people in Dacheng praised the governor of Nanbu. The two governors of Nanbu really cared about the people. .

When doctor Xu got the parchment, he was a little dumbfounded.Because there are a lot of inscriptions on the parchment, this was copied by Zheng Yuming according to the ancestral parchment handed down by Master Wu. If Zheng Yuming wrote the formula in simplified characters, Doctor Xu paid [-] gold to get the formula, which can only be incomprehensible. Although the formula on the parchment has seven or eight percent simplified characters, Doctor Xu can still figure it out by comparing the shapes of the herbs next to the words.

With these formulas sold to him by Zheng Yuming, Dr. Xu's medical skills rose like a rocket, and his reputation soon became second to none in Dacheng.

After Zheng Yuming got [-] gold from Dr. Xu, he asked Wei Qing to go to the inn to do some business, and then he took Huo Sizhong to Dacheng Prison, where there were more than a dozen craftsmen sent to Nanbu by Lord Ulsan.Zheng Yuming had to bring these craftsmen back to Nanbu, and the craftsmen sent by Chen Meng and Junfu would be sent to Nanbu in a few days.

The warden of the prison had seen Zheng Yuming's warrant, put the money and silk that Zheng Yuming handed him in his cuff, and hurriedly and courteously led him to the prison to pick up the prisoner.Although Lord Ulsan is kind, he is a sage in the eyes of the people, but the Dacheng Prison is still the most terrifying place. It is dark and humid inside, filled with pleading and pain, and those who make the voices are better off because they are still alive. Zheng Yuming After my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the prison, I found that many prisoners were lying motionless on the damp haystack of the prison. Those prisoners were either dying or had died.

"My lord! These fifteen prisoners are all craftsmen." The steward asked the prison guard to pick the craftsmen out of the prisoners.

Zheng Yuming looked at the convicted craftsmen. These craftsmen looked numb, with big crimes branded on their faces.

"Where are the families of these craftsmen?" These craftsmen will settle down in the valley in the future, so they should not be concerned about the outside world.

"The craftsman's family members are all worthless, magistrate, do you want to take them away?" The steward had the hardware stuffed by Zheng Yuming in his cuff, and Ulsan Lord's warrant stated that the prisoner Ren Zheng Yuming took it. The steward felt that those family members were all women and men. Children, not labor, Zheng Yuming would not need, so he only gathered craftsmen.

"As long as they are the family members of the craftsman, take them all away."

As soon as Zheng Yuming's words fell, the faces of the craftsmen were no longer numb, and each one's eyes became brighter. Even if they become slaves, it is better for the whole family to be slaves together.

The craftsman’s family members are only about 15, including nine women, a dozen children aged [-] to [-], and two elderly people in their early forties. These families are only half of the number before the exile, and the other half are already on the way Death, young children and old people died first, the only remaining two old people are actually craftsmen, because they can survive to reach the city because of their good health.

After more than forty people slipped out of the cell, the cell was immediately emptied. Zheng Yuming pointed to a short man in his thirties and asked the steward, "Who is that?"

The steward stretched his head to look at the corner of the prison. The short man was feeling the pulse of a prisoner lying on the ground.

"That's a witch doctor who put Dr. Jiang's concubine to death and was exiled here."

"That's a healer?" Zheng Yuming's attention was drawn to the action of the short man feeling the pulse.

"It's a quack doctor!" The steward was full of disdain.

"I want that witch doctor too." Zheng Yuming didn't think that a witch doctor would be a quack doctor. If he was a quack doctor, he wouldn't be able to treat Dr. Qing's concubine. He must have failed to cure Dr. Jiang's concubine. He was angered and exiled by the doctor surnamed Jiang.

The steward was very surprised that Zheng Yuming wanted not only women and children, but also a quack doctor. The witch doctor was alone and had no family members.

"My lord! A villain is also talented, please take him in!" A prisoner in the next cage threw himself on the fence and begged Zheng Yuming. The prisoner had been paying attention to Zheng Yuming since he came in. They would take them away, and rushed over to introduce myself.

"What talent do you have?" Zheng Yuming looked at this skinny prisoner. The prisoner recommended by himself was in his 20s, with big eyes and a thin body. He didn't look like a craftsman or farmer doing hard work.

"The villain can ventriloquist." The prisoner's eyes were full of longing, even if he wanted to become a slave, he hoped that he could be a better slave master.

"Ventrilographer?" Zheng Yuming frowned upon hearing this, what would he want a ventriloquist to do, but Gu Gu didn't need it.

"My lord! I know how to read!" Seeing that Zheng Yuming was about to leave, the prisoner couldn't help being anxious. He said he could read, but in fact he knew more than 100 characters, and he learned it by himself.

"Oh, you can read?" Zheng Yuming became interested. In this time and space, all the people who can read are nobles. Even Wu Da's grandparents were nobles before they can read Braille.

"Yes, my lord, the villain's surname is Fan Mingjin, I can write the word Fan Jin for my lord to read."

"Fan Jin?" Zheng Yuming laughed as soon as he heard it, Fan Jin is a celebrity, he is a candidate for Zhongju, but this Fan Jin is not that Fan Jin. "Okay, bring him out."

Seeing that Fan Jin's self-recommendation was accepted by Zheng Yuming, the other prisoners in the cell became concerned and rushed to the fence to yell. Zheng Yuming listened patiently to the reasons for the self-recommendation of several prisoners, and found that these people did not have any special skills, sighed After pleading, he quickly left the prison with the selected prisoners.

A total of 41 prisoners were taken out of the prison. After the torture tools were removed, these prisoners supported each other and staggered behind Zheng Yuming. At the end of the line, only Huo Si was detained. Even so, this group of prisoners was very obedient , no one behaved differently.

It was already noon at this time, and the prisoners were brought to the inn by Zheng Yuming. Wei Qing had ordered corn porridge to be cooked at the inn. After the prisoners cleaned up, each was given a large bowl of corn porridge. After eating the porridge, the prisoners gained strength , One by one, they were driven to the five hired mule carts. Zheng Yuming, Wei Qing, and Huo Sizhong did not sit with the prisoners, and the three walked alone at the back in a mule cart.

The mule cart was hired by Zheng and Chu last time, and the second time I went to Nanbu Shumen Shumen Road, the mule cart traveled fast all the way, and arrived at the hillside of the gap in more than two hours.

As soon as the mule cart stopped at the foot of the hill, a group of bald young men emerged from the nearby woods. The one in the front had short hair, was tall, had bright eyes, and moved vigorously.

"Chu Chaohui!" Zheng Yuming's face was full of joy, a kind of happiness to see his own people.

"Why did you buy slaves?" Chu Chaohui asked the prisoner, but his eyes were only on Zheng Yuming. Yesterday, Zheng Yuming didn't go back to the valley. Chu Chaohui waited for the moon to rise by the camphor tree before returning to the valley. Today he took the slaves with him. After working until three o'clock, they stopped working and took the slaves out of the gap to wait on the hillside.

"Not slaves, but artisans and their families."

"Oh, it's a craftsman?" Chu Chaohui turned to the group of prisoners, looking at them as if they were looking at treasures.

The slaves brought out from the valley behind Chu Chaohui all looked at the 41 people who got off the mule cart with pity. These 41 people were just like them a month ago, dressed in rags, their faces were scorched, and they were thin. The mouth cannot contain the teeth.

The slaves in the valley looked at the prisoners, and the prisoners were also peeking at them. The prisoners were thinking about the identities of the bald men. You said they were slaves, but all of them looked good, neatly dressed, and looked more decent than ordinary people. What do you say? They are not slaves, and each of them has a mark between their eyebrows, which is the symbol of slavery.The witch doctor among the prisoners was the most surprised, because he knew what kind of slaves most of the plum blossom seals were branded on. These slaves are not expected to be favored slaves. Could it be that the master has a special habit?

Sending off the hired mule carts, the slaves in the valley lead the prisoners into the valley under the command of Erzi and Da Zhuang. The Erzi from Tang Guo and Da Zhuang from Chu Guo are now the group leaders among the slaves, and each of them is in charge of the slavery. nine people.

The prisoners were still amazed when they saw the villa in the valley. When Erzi and Da Zhuang came to shave their hair with hair clippers, the prisoners knew the reason why the slaves in the valley were bald.When the slaves entered the valley to have their hair cut, there was a commotion, but when the prisoners had their hair cut, they remained motionless.Because the status of this group of prisoners is not as good as the slaves bought in the slave market. Those slaves are of civilian origin, but they were convicted and demoted, and they are the lowest rank among slaves.

Er Zi and Da Zhuang, the slaves who came first, were assigned by Chu Chaohui to take good care of the craftsmen and their families. Er Zi and Da Zhuang saw that the prisoners had a kind of psychological superiority, because they had escaped suffering and lived a better life. Live the life you dreamed of.Seeing these prisoners, the slaves immediately remembered the painful life in the past. When they felt sympathy for these people who entered the valley late, they were glad that they had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering earlier.

Prisoners were shaved and stripped naked, women and children washed themselves in the conservatory, and men washed in the slave kitchen until dark.

The prisoners wore rough linen clothes sewn by Nanbu village women, and each was given a large bowl of corn porridge, with a large piece of salty noodles in the bowl.After supper, the prisoners were led into the mudroom by the slaves who arrived first.The women and children were divided into three rooms, and the other craftsmen were equally divided into the slaves' rooms. This is only a temporary residence. Starting tomorrow, these craftsmen will have to build their own houses to live in.

"Brother, when did you come here?" Fan Jin was assigned to the second son's room.The floor of this room was boarded, and on the boards hay was spread, and on top of the hay was sackcloth.

"A month ago." The second son was lying on the grass, one leg dangling on top of the other.

"The master treats you well, and even cooked food for you." Fan Jin licked his tongue. At night, the slaves ate differently from them. The slaves ate corn, rice, and vegetables, and his nose smelled The aroma of meat is delicious even from a distance.They don't know when they will be treated like this.

"Haha! The master is kind, you will have something to eat in the future." When the second son heard Fan Jin's envious tone, he remembered how he thought the gnocchi was delicious.

"Really? We can also eat dry rice in the future?" Fan Jin was full of surprise.

"Of course, when we entered the valley, we also ate the same porridge as you. The adults said it was for nourishing the stomach. The stomach needs to be nourished. If you eat good food now, it will ruin your stomach. Don't worry, you will be fine in two days." You can eat well." The second son explained to Fan Jin sincerely.

"I will be able to eat well in the future!" Fan Jin pouted his mouth, drooling in his mouth. He was very grateful for recommending himself to Zheng Yuming, and also thankful that when he was performing ventriloquism, he humbly learned words from the artists around him, relying on self-study The hundreds of words I arrived, successfully escaped from the plight.