stubborn thief

Chapter 402 Spiral Rising
With the arrival of the Han army immune to smallpox, Bajiao City, which was shrouded in the cloud of death, was restored.

The person who presided over the epidemic prevention was a young man named Chang Miaosheng. When Liu Chengzong left the army, he slept in Laojunji for one night. Later, this little boy ran to Heilong Mountain to escape and was taken in. Sometimes he followed Liu Xiangyu and sometimes Liu Chengyun.

Because the Marshal's Office realized that Liu Chengyun was the pioneer of germ infection. As early as the decisive battle against Li Bei during the Yan'an Uprising, he realized that wounded soldiers with a broken belly needed to be treated in an empty and unmanned isolation camp, which could increase the chance of survival.

Chang Miaosheng, who was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, was already helping Chengyun.

So even though Chang Miaosheng had never fought in a war, he might be the person with the deepest knowledge in the Marshal's Mansion in terms of epidemic prevention.

Now in Bajiao City, he is still using Liu Chengyun's old wisdom to garrison the sick Han and Mongolian soldiers according to the trend of smallpox and the degree of complications, sprinkle lime all over the city, and arrange for people to burn and bury the corpses outside the city.

The Chahar people did not object to the burning of corpses. In fact, as enemies of the Ming Dynasty, they, like the Kingdom of Jin, were very aware of the Ming army's first-level meritorious policy.

People who died in the war were taken away with a hook and sickle gun if they could be taken away with a hook and sickle gun. If they could not be taken away, they were burned, tied with stones and thrown into the river.

No matter what, as long as no corpse is left behind, it's fine.

Therefore, for Chang Miaosheng, the biggest obstacle to burning corpses is that many soldiers need to be sent to prohibit Mongolian soldiers from picking up relics.

When Liu Chengzong brought Ezhe into Bajiao City, people were being burned in the southwest corner outside the city. More than 20 people were burned together. The wooden frames were piled up as high as the city wall.

After the burning, not only will there be relics, so many people who can't keep them all have dentures, some gold, silver and copper, if someone has been beaten by Frangji before, it is not surprising that they will burn out a piece of iron.

In any case, the corpses of the dead were restrained, and the sick shepherds were healed. Even if they died, they could be carried out of the city for proper burial. People's panic about smallpox is gradually fading.

What is left is more anxiety about the uncertain future.

Lin Danhan reluctantly sat cross-legged on the couch. Although he tried his best to control it, he still couldn't keep this terminally ill body with the majesty of sweating profusely.

But it doesn't matter.

As the war that lasted for several years finally came to an end, he had already lost too much in this war, and he no longer had any majesty. It didn't matter if his empty shelf collapsed at this moment.

The soft crackling of charcoal was heard not far away, there was a fire burning in the tent, and the boiled medicine made the air smell bitter, and the sound of crackling firecrackers came from farther away, in the city.

Lin Danhan's body shrank back to the corner of the bed with difficulty, his whole body was torn by severe pain, and he had never been so weak in his long life. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and then closed them again.

His eyes are not completely dark, but there is no color and no perception. This feeling is very strange, as if he stretched out his hand and opened it. He has no eyes.

This made him overly sensitive and worried about external sounds, and asked in surprise, "What is that sound?"

Several doctors making medicine in the tent looked at each other, no one knew what the terminally ill Khan was talking about. It was not until he asked several times, each time getting more urgent, that the doctors called for a call from outside. The entourage replied: "Khan, it is the Generalissimo who brought E Zhe into the city."

Lin Danhan's complexion changed drastically: "Don't let Er Zhe come over!"

Liu Chengzong came to see that he was infected with smallpox. It was embarrassing for his surname Liu, but he couldn't harm his son.

This made it very difficult for Ji Tutaiji's attendant. He said that he was only a member of the military guard of the Youchahar Battalion of the Tuntian Zhonglv in the Marshal's Mansion. Even Jitutaiji can't control it.

Only silence responded to the profuse sweat.

The guard thought about it, thinking that the Khan couldn't see who he was anyway, then looked left and right, and there were Han doctors who didn't understand Mongolian in the tent. After looking at each other, he finally yawned. Step by step to exit the sweat account.

Let the profuse sweat curse inside.

The sound of firecrackers came from far to near, and soon Liu Chengzong, who was pressing his waist knife in one hand and holding his forehead in the other, walked to the door of the sweat tent.

He handed Ezhe to Ji Tutaiji, and told him: "After a while, take Ezhe into the door, don't go in, don't go in, don't put down the curtain, and report with the knife, just say I'm coming."

Ji Tutaiji was extra cautious. Smallpox was not dangerous to those who had acne, but to Ezhe it was like running into a minefield with a near-death experience.

For people like them, entering Bajiao City is also risky, and that is the plague. Too many people have died in this city.

Ji Tutaiji nodded heavily when he heard the words, and quickly squatted down to pack the little guy's clothes.

E Zhe's face was wrapped in a face towel by Liu Shizi, and his body was also wrapped in an airtight cotton robe, his little face turned red from boredom.

Liu Chengzong only stood outside the tent for a while, and when he heard Dai Daozi talking inside, he confirmed that Huduntu already knew the news of his coming, so he raised his legs to enter the tent, and behind him, the guards handed over the chair to the front, and placed it a few steps away from the bed .

It's just polite to let people report. Liu Chengzong felt that Bajiao City was his territory, and there was no place he couldn't enter.

The dome of the sweat tent cast a light, and Liu Chengzong sat in the shadow, looking at Lin Danhan who was on the other side of the light circle, who was unable to grasp the direction and turned his face to the other side, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Hearing his voice, Lin Danhan turned his face away, and heard Dai Daozi's translation again, his brows could not help but wrinkled, but soon he let it go, and he didn't give a positive answer, just shook his head, and said slowly: "Everyone around me It's your doctor, you should know better than me... Xiaowang Nanchao, I really didn't expect to see you like this, where is E Zhe?"

Dai Daozi was very cautious in the translation, but he still had something to say under Liu Chengzong's eyes.

Fortunately, he didn't see any sullen look on Liu Chengzong's face. On the contrary, Liu Shizi grinned silently before saying, "E Zhe is at the door. He is well protected and will not be infected with smallpox."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Danhan looked in another direction, as if he wanted to look at E Zhe, but after a while he closed his eyes in distress, and the expression on his face changed rapidly, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and finally full of emotion. Reluctant and pleading, he asked in a low voice, "How long can I live?"

Liu Chengzong didn't know how to answer this question. Even with his relatively numb human nature, it was difficult for him to tell Lin Danhan straightforwardly: I think you will be very energetic, probably because you have returned to the light.

He can only say: "We come out to fight for the sky and the earth, and it is inevitable that we will not be rewarded for our ambition."

There was a look of sullenness on the sweaty face, your grandma's, you are not the one who co-authored to go to heaven, so it is inevitable to say that the situation is calm.

In the past, he would definitely have a quarrel with Liu Chengzong before going to war, but now he knows very well that he doesn't have much time, so he doesn't care about it anymore.

I heard Liu Chengzong ask: "What else do you want to fulfill your wish, like walking more beautifully, or finding someone to write a few articles for you, passing on your name to future generations, if you can help me, I will try my best to help."

Lin Danhan mumbled a few words, Dai Daozi said: "Marshal, he said Mongolia and Ezhe."

Liu Chengzong couldn't help laughing and cursing: "This request is too great. I'm afraid I can't help. I can only ensure that Ezhe I has no worries about food and clothing, but he can't inherit the position of Beiyuan Khan."

There was no surprise on Lin Danhan's face. Perhaps he had lost too many things and was numb. He asked very calmly: "Do you want Mongolia? I can give it to you, the Northern Yuan Dynasty Jade Seal."

"What difference does it make if you give it to me or not? A few days ago, Junggar Taiji of Oirat even said that he would help me build momentum and let the monks in the grassland identify me as the reincarnation of Genghis Khan. I found that you all thought things very naively. "

Liu Chengzong shook his head: "The history of Mongolia is so short that you don't understand that it is the dignitaries who need you to support the land and property they have already occupied, so you have orthodoxy."

"Your ancestor Genghis Khan, the little chieftain, and our Taizu emperor are ordinary people. What orthodoxy do they have to occupy the world? This is not something that can be obtained by a name or a seal. Orthodoxy."

Liu Shizi smiled disdainfully: "That's just an unrealistic fantasy under the perennial peace."

"Peace?"

Lin Danhan couldn't help laughing when he heard this word, and said mockingly: "Since I succeeded to the throne, I have been called a poor and hungry prisoner by you. I don't know what peace is."

"Yes." Liu Shizi followed the remonstrance and immediately admitted his mistake: "You are right, I didn't think carefully enough, as long as you are weak enough, you will have such unrealistic fantasies."

Lin Danhan wanted to curse too much.

But Liu Chengzong didn't give him a chance to scold others, he just said to himself: "This land encounters chaos every two or three hundred years, and every dynasty has its ups and downs."

Lin Danhan is anxious, my mother's time is numbered, what's the use of telling me these things.

Just listen to Liu Chengzong continue: "All the rising periods have to go through a huge war to defeat the biggest foreign enemy and win peace for the country. Then the country will have a large number of good generals and capable ministers everywhere, and people will think that it is the luck of the country."

"But a rise is not really a rise, and a decline is not really a decline."

Lin Danhan could clearly hear that the character in the story told by Liu Chengzong was Daming, and the one who was defeated was Bei Yuan. This made him a little interested in what Liu Shizi said next, and asked: "Isn't rising really rising? Weakness is not really weak, what do you mean?"

"People in the ascending stage are tolerant and naive. They don't know anything about the cruelty of primates. They mistakenly think that the fate is in me, and attribute everything to themselves, so that they forget that the ascending stage was bought by their ancestors with tragic wars."

Liu Chengzong said: "If you ask a beggar for a bite, he will kill you for that stutter; but a man with a lot of money can feed his dog with food without hesitation."

"People in the Han Dynasty thought they were stronger than Qin, and people in Tang Dynasty thought they were stronger than Han. When they arrived in Ming Dynasty, they felt that they were far away from Han and Tang Dynasties. Steady development, all industries are naturally prosperous, and all things are cheap, this is just the law of nature, not some manifest destiny."

"What's more, the country will make mistakes during the rising period, and it will continue to make mistakes, because people are tolerant, and many times people don't even know that they have made mistakes."

"Unfortunately, the land is limited." Liu Chengzong changed the subject: "When the carrying capacity of the land reaches the limit, people are still making mistakes, and the period of weakness will come. At this time, no one can help but start to change. wrong."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about Zhang Juzheng from Daming, not you from Beiyuan."

Liu Chengzong laughed and continued: "Some mistakes have been corrected, and some mistakes cannot be corrected. I will continue to make mistakes in the future, and the more I make more mistakes, I will continue to correct my mistakes. The more I correct, the more mistakes I make, until today."

"The conflict between land and people has reached the limit, the conflict between officials and the people has reached the limit, the conflict between landlords and peasants has reached the limit, the conflict between generals and soldiers has reached the limit, and unfairness has also reached the limit, boom!"

Lin Danhan listened to Liu Chengzong's words, although every word and every word in these words was about Daming, but in his heart, every word and every word was about Bei Yuan.

Although he has never considered the problem from this angle, it sounds very reasonable, but in his heart, the biggest contradiction in Beiyuan is the contradiction between the Great Khan and the Taijis.

He also wants to correct his mistakes, but the more he corrects, the more mistakes he makes. Whatever he wants to do, things will develop in the opposite direction to what he wants. Until today, it is finally irreversible.

When Liu Chengzong said this, he paused, and said: "Your khan name is also Genghis Khan, and what can it bring you, but the rebellion, the jade seal of the country, is just a stone... I am here to correct my mistakes, what are you doing?" In this age, Mongolia still plays the set of Nine-Rank Zhongzheng.”

Listening to Dai Daozi's translation, Lin Danhan's expression was complicated. He was born in Mongolia and succeeded to the Great Khan, and he was completely different from Liu Chengzong in terms of cognition, and he couldn't communicate at all.

I heard Liu Chengzong meant to flatten the nobles. The fucking herdsmen know nothing, let alone the problems of leading soldiers to fight and whether they can read or not. Most of them don’t even have a name. has no meaning?
Even if you appoint officials, the officials must be selected from the nobles.

Makes no sense.

Lin Danhan didn't care about arguing with Liu Shizi, he just said: "What you said is the situation in the Southern Dynasty, which is different in the north... After I leave, what will happen to Beiyuan and Ezhe?"

They have all retreated to Qinghai, where is there Beiyuan.

Liu Shizi prefers to talk about this matter from the scope of Mongolia. He replied: "If all goes well, Mongolia will be like the Huns, uniting the north and the south, making it a cultural symbol for our future generations, and that's all."

Lin Danhan lowered his head slowly, depressed: "It's so sad, it seems...you can't help me, and I can't stop you, I only have one request."

"You said."

"After I die, you have to adopt Ezhe. He calls you father. You have to treat him like a son. You must not let him fall into the hands of Mobei, Moxi and Jin Guo. If you can't fight Jin Guohan ,except you."

Lin Danhan paused: "I'm afraid everyone wants him to sweat profusely. With you, you can always enjoy peace without worrying about food and clothing."

"I promise you."

Liu Chengzong nodded solemnly: "If you die, I will treat E Zhe the same way that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty treats Prince Jin Ridun who has been slaughtered."

　good evening!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)