Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 30 Settled in the City

Pan Chenggui endured the pain in his forehead, and asked word by word: "Do you want me to keep you here?"

Zhufeng clasped his fists together, "Wait until Caomin cures your lord's illness, Caomin will talk about it later.

My lord, you should be suffering from headaches again now, and the attacks are nearly twenty times a day. If you delay any longer, your life will be over, my lord. "

Huang Ji's face suddenly darkened, "Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect the governor."

Pan Ming forgot the pain on his face, and choked with Zhufeng: "Master, please save father quickly."

"Young master, it's not that I won't save you, it depends on whether your father wants to live or not."

"You..." Huang Ji was out of breath, but...he looked at Pan Chenggui's temples throbbing obviously, which is a phenomenon that adults always have headache attacks.

He thought about it: Anyway, he has tried many doctors, all kinds of quacks, and even done a lot of rituals, but his headaches are getting worse, and it is precisely because of this that he hates those quacks. To the bone, I think it's all a lie.

That being the case, let's try again, left and right are just seeing a doctor, even if it can't be cured, there is nothing wrong with it.

Thinking of this, Huang Ji changed his tone and persuaded: "My lord, I think you can give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll take his head off."

These words were obviously said to Zhufeng, but Zhufeng didn't care, and sat down and waited leisurely.

Pan Chenggui's headache became more and more severe, and he could hardly stand up holding his head.

Huang Ji was taken aback, this was the first time that my lord was in pain like this, he panicked for a moment, he didn't care whether Zhuifeng was really capable, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, my lord? Could it be that the condition is getting worse?"

Zhufeng nodded slowly: "Yes, within two moments, you will pass out."

"Then why don't you hurry up and treat me, you fellow, if something happens to your lord, I will take the heads of all of you." Huang Ji was furious.

Zhufeng shook his head, yawned, and lazily said, "Let him sit down."

Pan Ming hurriedly supported Pan Chenggui to sit down, "Then master."

"Go get a set of silver needles."

As soon as Huang Ji heard it, he exploded immediately: "You practice medicine, but you don't even have silver needles? What kind of doctor are you?"

Zhufeng scratched his chin, "Can it be cured or not? That's the way it is, let's be the head office of a dead horse. Hurry up, your lord won't be able to last much longer."

Pan Ming hurriedly ordered his followers to go to the doctor to get the silver needle.

Pan Chenggui covered his head in pain, and couldn't sit still for a while, so Zhufeng ordered two sturdy nurses to hold Pan Chenggui's hand, and then pinched his two fingers, and the silver needles quickly pierced Pan Chenggui's head on.

His movements were fast, seemingly random, although Huang Ji's heart was in his throat, he didn't dare to disturb him at this time.

Soon, more than twenty silver needles were pricked all over his head. Although Pan Chenggui was sweating profusely, he felt his head was relaxed for the first time in decades.

Facts speak louder than words. Whether he wants to or not, he has to admit that the person in front of him is really capable. If it is expected to snow, there will be a coincidence, but this acupuncture to save people is not something that can be done by luck.

Seeing that his face softened, Huang Ji hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How do you feel, my lord?"

Pan Chenggui nodded slightly, not concealing his gratitude: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Huang Ji looked at Chasing Wind again, but he clasped his hands together, "Thank you, the genius doctor." Although his attitude changed quickly, he was very sincere.

Zhufeng waved his hand, "This needle needs to be pricked once every ten days, three times in a row, and combined with the prescription I prescribed, it will be cured." He motioned Pan Ming to take a pen and paper, and then wrote down a prescription with a few strokes Pass it to Huang Ji.

Pan Chenggui took the handkerchief from the servant, wiped the sweat off his face, and asked, "What does the genius doctor want me to promise you?"

Zhu Feng had thought about it a long time ago, and pulled Zhao Qian in front of him: "The Sheriff's Mansion is so big, I don't have to worry about how many more people will eat.

My brother is doing farm work and has great strength. It is cold this year, so there must be no shortage of firewood in the house. I want to ask the adults to give him a job of chopping firewood;
And his daughter-in-law is good at needlework. She sews the clothes of my three children. Please also find her a sewing job in the house so that their family of five can survive this winter. "

Pan Chenggui hummed, "It's easy." Then he gave instructions to his servant to make arrangements.The servant got the order and waved to Zhao Qian's family, "Follow me."

Both Zhao Qian and Tong Shi were still in a daze, but at this moment, they realized that the husband and wife knelt on the ground with a plop, and Zhao Qian was overwhelmed with gratitude: "Brother Bai, I don't thank you for your kindness, Zhao Qian must repay this kindness."

Zhu Feng helped him up, "We are together all the way, you and I are destined, besides, this job is not given by me, if you want to thank you, you should also thank Lord Sheriff."

It was only after he mentioned Zhao Qian that he realized that he knelt down in panic and apology and thanked him.

Pan Chenggui didn't care, and waved his hand to signal that they could step back.

"You only asked me to promise you one thing." Pan Chenggui said.

Zhufeng nodded: "Yes, that's all, nothing else."

He glanced back at his family, Qing Yu and the others got up, and then saluted together.

Zhufeng said goodbye with a clasped fist, and left.

This... just leave?Huang Ji looked at Pan Chenggui, then at Qingyu and the others who had already walked out of the threshold, and whispered, "My lord, this man has excellent medical skills, and this needle needs to be inserted every ten days."

Before he finished speaking, Zhufeng turned his head and said: "Oh, that's right, the silver needle, after half an hour, you can just find a doctor and pull it out. I will come over when the needle is applied next time."

Pan Ming said "Master, stay on your feet", and chased after him, "Master, you saved father, you might as well stay in the mansion, the weather is cold now, and your family is dressed so thinly."

"Let them go." Pan Chenggui stopped him, "I only promised him one thing, and I have already agreed."

Zhufeng snorted, the sheriff is a deadhead, although he didn't want to ask for anything more.

Qingyu walked a few steps, stopped again, turned her head and said to Pan Chenggui: "My lord is upright, I really shouldn't let tens of thousands of refugees outside the city freeze to death in the cold winter. If your lord is worried that the refugees will cause trouble in the city, then the people Female boldness:

Cold and hunger are the main causes of death for refugees.There are several 10 people in the city, and it is thought that many people have old clothes and cotton wadding that they can't wear or don't wear in their homes. Rather than pile them up in everyone's homes to collect dust, it is better to let them play a role.

There are quite a few young and strong refugees among the refugees, and now wars are raging everywhere, and it is time to employ people. If these young and strong can be used by Daxia, it will not be in vain for the adults to give them a place to live and work.

In addition, Chengyang County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the moat is only ten miles outside the city, and there are prey and wild vegetables to be found in the mountains. It is a pity that there are gangs among the refugees, not only taking money from people, eating babies, but also preventing refugees from going up the mountains to find food.The world is so big, could it be the land of kings, these people occupy the mountains and become kings under your eyes, my lord, they really should be suppressed.

There are countless cities and towns in Xia County of Chengyang County, these refugees can be distributed to various places, even if they collect firewood to sell, they can still earn a living.

Furthermore, my lord, you donated generously, supplemented by a little food, and based on the soil, with the grass as the roof, and simply building some sheds that can shelter from the wind and rain, they will be much better. "

What Qing Yu said was surprising.Pan Chenggui, Huang Ji and others looked at the little girl in the yard in astonishment.She had her head tied in a small horn, and she looked less than ten years old, but it was unbelievable that these words came from a child with a horn.

This kind of insight, this kind of courage, and that neither cold nor indifferent look in his eyes should not appear in a child.

Pan Chenggui stared at Qingyu for a while, before saying: "I will consider what you said."

Qing Yu was blessed and turned around to go.

Pan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted "Master, wait for the apprentice", and chased after him.

Zhufeng stepped quickly, and asked Wen Ya: "Then let's find a place to live first?"

Wen Ya smiled, "Make money first."

(End of this chapter)