Hongwu Survival Guide

Chapter 3 Lao Zhu is a quick temper
After returning to the house to continue copying books and learning characters, after another half an hour, Mao Xiang appeared again and invited Zhu Yuan to set off.

After going out, the fog had cleared a lot, but it was a gloomy weather, and it looked like it was going to snow.

Surrounded by a group of people, Zhu Yuan walked out of Fu's Salt Merchant's Mansion. In front of the door, besides the carriages and horses, there was also a sedan chair parked.

This is specially prepared for him.

Others either rode horses or traveled in carts.

It's not that Zhu Yuan is hypocritical, the day he left Yidu Daying, he was in a carriage, and within an hour, Zhu Yuan, who was still weak, was knocked out.

Because there were no smooth asphalt roads in this era, and horse-drawn carriages did not have shock-absorbing functions.Under the primitive road conditions everywhere, it is conceivable that even if you have a car for a long trip, you will suffer.This is probably why the ancient books record that when people travel long distances, they often suffer from serious illnesses. Zhu Yuan can feel it personally.

At that time, in a hurry to rescue Zhu Yuan, the team of more than 1000 people had to slow down their journey and forcibly diverted to the waterway.

The boy opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and Zhu Yuan, who was holding a bronze stove in his arms, got in and sat down. The sedan chair was quickly lifted up and started to move forward steadily.

Zhu Yuan is not at all guilty of enjoying the journey.

The "big business" of Guozuo for 500 years, without a king in the future, Zhu Yuan feels at a loss.After all, back to the Ming Dynasty, according to time-traveling conventions, no matter what, he had to be a prince.

After doing this for more than a quarter of an hour, the sedan chair stopped, and the curtain of the sedan chair was pulled aside by the servants, and the busy Yangzhou wharf beside the river was in front of it.

Zhu Yuan stepped out of the sedan chair, and his gaze was immediately attracted by a large ship moored not far away.

Or, it's more appropriate to call it 'juzhou'.

Unlike the flat-bottomed boat that Zhu Yuan rode on this journey, which was only five feet long, at first glance, the large ship with a height of three floors, let alone a length of thirty to forty feet, was comparable to the size of later warships. In the mist that has not dissipated, it is like an ancient monster waiting for an opportunity to overwhelm the river and sea.

Looking carefully, there are only nine high and low masts on the big ship. Against the background of the surrounding sails and masts, the ships are as weak as cattle, sheep, red deer, and elephants.

Mao Xiang did not know when he came to Zhu Yuan's side, and noticed the rare expression of emotion of this petty official. They looked at the big ship together, and spoke with pride: "This is a big ship with five thousand materials handed over by Zhang Shicheng, Dongping, West Wu. It is 45 feet long and has nine masts and twelve sails. What the Lord said is too big and unreasonable. This time the northern expedition cannot enter the canal, and it is only suitable for transporting grain."

Hearing what Mao Xiang said, Zhu Yuan noticed that some peasants were carrying bags of grain from the springboard beside the big boat.

Unlike Mao Xiang's pride, Zhu Yuan is regretful.

The Ming Dynasty possessed the strength to build a super naval fleet hundreds of years earlier than the West, but the result...no result.

Seeing that Zhu Yuan didn't respond, and knowing his indifferent temper, Mao Xiang didn't say much, instead he clasped his fists and said, "Young official, the lord has issued an order again, asking me to arrive in Jinling before Xu o'clock today, so that I can be there in time." Enter the city before night ban. We need to change ships and get rid of others."

Zhu Yuan nodded slightly.

Urge again.

Reading history in previous lives found that Zhu Yuanzhang was a typical impatient person, and was advised by his ministers more than once to 'seek treatment too quickly'.This time, being able to endure Zhu Yuan's slow walking for half a month is considered patience.

Or, conditions do not allow.

Given Zhu Yuan's health condition, if he rushed too fast, he would be overwhelmed.

Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang's impatient temper, and thinking about his three-year plan, Zhu Yuan was somewhat worried.

Mao Xiang had long been dissatisfied with Zhu Yuan's indifferent reaction every time he heard his master, but this was not something he could deal with, and Zhu Yuan's aloofness also made him unintentionally offer advice, so he made a request Zhu Yuan didn't look at the big boat any more, and followed him to a small boat on the nearest embankment.

Small is only relative.

This is a lucky boat about ten feet long that can sail at sea, with a pointed bottom, which is good for breaking waves.

There was no wind at the moment, and Zhu Yuan saw a row of large oars protruding from the side of the ship in front of him.

Here Zhu Yuan boarded the blessing boat surrounded by crowds and guards, and many people around him did the same. These are the companions of recent days. They are divided into two categories. One is the thousand soldiers led by Mao Xiang and the boatman in charge. Boatmen and sailors, the other category is the surrendered civil and military officials and their families of the Yuan court from various counties in Shandong who were escorted by soldiers. These people are generally brightly dressed, but their expressions are hesitant.

Escorting plus escorting is like beating a rabbit.

However, if it wasn't for Zhu Yuan, and it was just an escort task, Mao Xiang probably wouldn't have to use a thousand elite soldiers to do this job that didn't take much credit if it was done well, but would suffer if it was messed up.

The army's Northern Expedition was raging like fire, and it was a good time to earn military merits. Suddenly he was transferred away from the front line. Mao Xiang's same indifference to Zhu Yuan these days can also be seen to be depressed.

After entering a warm cabin that had been prepared in advance at the back of the Fuzhou ship, and settled Zhu Yuan, Mao Xiang left to make arrangements for the departure.

Zhu Yuan ignored other things, leaned on the soft bed covered with several layers of mattresses, and signaled the servants to turn up the charcoal stove in the cabin, and opened the windows, and then found out the "Analects of Confucius" that he had been reading these days. Collected Notes" to start reading.

After reading two pages of the book, human voices appeared again outside the cabin. The boy stepped forward to open the hatch, and two men, one big and one small, greeted them in.

The former is a man in his 30s, wearing Tsing Yi and a black gauze cap, with a short beard and a thin face, giving people the impression of a rigid teacher. It is Dai Sanchun Dai Taiyi who brought Zhu Yuan back from the brink of death. .

Another boy with a round face who was as short as Zhu Yuan was Dai Sanchun's apprentice, named Sanqi.

Seeing these two people, Zhu Yuan took the initiative to sit up, and just about to speak, he didn't want the boat to move suddenly, Zhu Yuan immediately fell backwards, and his head thumped—he had to knock on the bulkhead.

The people around were taken aback and rushed over one after another, panicking for a while.

Thinking about the recent fame of the small officials, they will go to Jinling immediately. If something happens at the door, if it is serious, they can pay for their lives.

Zhu Yuan recovered from his starry eyes, and seeing the cautious look of the crowd crowded in front of him, he waved his hands and said, "There's no need to be nervous, I'm not porcelain."

The others retreated a little more relaxed, supported Zhu Yuan's body and let Dai Sanchun rub his head personally. The green-coated servant girl answered in a crisp voice: "A small official is not porcelain, but a small official is that precious jade. Wealthy people."

Zhu Yuan was stunned.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the servant girl's words, and she missed the key point, her head was still hurting at this moment, so she could only temporarily put it aside.

Seeing that Zhu Yuan didn't respond, the maidservant in the green coat had a sad look on her face. After so many days, this little official who had followed them all the way hadn't even asked their names. Now that everyone was on the river, they were more and more worried that they would be in Jinling City. How to settle down.

After a while, feeling that the big ship had started to move smoothly, Zhu Yuan asked Dai Sanchun not to continue rubbing and pressing, and he himself fell limp and wanted to sit by the window.

Seeing this, the two maids rushed to spread a mattress on the wooden chair with the backrest, and then supported Zhu Yuan to sit down.

Dai Sanchun, who was standing beside him, waited for Zhu Yuan to take his seat, and then he himself came to the side, sat down on the round stool brought by the servant, stretched out his hand, and Zhu Yuan tacitly offered his wrist.

Quietly cut his pulse for a while, then observed Zhu Yuan's complexion, and then asked Zhu Yuan to undress and turn around. Dai Sanchun leaned over and listened for a while through his underwear. Finally, he sat down and asked, "Did you sleep well last night, little official?"

Zhu Yuan nodded, because of Dai Sanchun's auscultation action just now, he wanted to say something along the way, but he still resisted not opening his mouth at this time.This is my savior. If there is a destiny, it will not be too late to get in touch again in the future.

At this time, he said: "I didn't cough anymore last night, and my chest is no longer stuffy. I also want to thank Mr. Dai for saving his life."

As he said, he raised his arms and bowed his hands in thanks.

It is not surprising that many people began to integrate into the etiquette of the ancients without knowing it.

Dai Sanchun sat upright and accepted Zhu Yuan's salute, and said with a smile: "This is my duty as a doctor. It seems that the little official has almost recovered, and I will prepare some medicines for the little official later. However, the little official's body Weak, we still need to be careful to raise them in the future, so as not to catch the cold again."

As he said it, Dai Sanchun thought in his heart that this little official who has been rumored to be more and more miraculous recently has been indifferent all the way, and there seems to be some changes today.

Zhu Yuan nodded again.

Wind chill.

It was a wind and cold that caused the premature death of the prince Zhu Biao, which not only completely changed the historical trend of the Ming Dynasty, but also almost destroyed Zhu Yuanzhang's 30 years of hard work in the follow-up.Therefore, Zhu Yuan was really lucky to survive this time.

I am even more fortunate that the disease is not contagious this time.

After saying a few more words, Dai Sanchun was about to leave, but Zhu Yuan couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Dai, I overheard Commander Mao talking to someone early in the morning. , "heavy" in Chongyang, and "sheng" in birthday?"

Dai Sanchun stopped standing up, not knowing why Zhu Yuan asked this question, he nodded and said: "Exactly, my father hoped that I would succeed in studying medicine, help the world and save the people, so I was born again with the word. Whenever I think of my father's teachings in the past, Sanchun will You have to introspect yourself, the knowledge of medicine is boundless, and every time there is too much confusion, you can’t solve it even if you ask a teacher to find a classic. Just say that the small official has a cold, why some people will be like this when they suffer from the wind and cold. Like this cold evil, like wind evil, and like damp evil, but what the 'evil' is is still unknown. Alas, it is also my fault for not being good at learning, ashamed, ashamed."

As he talked, this middle-aged man in his 30s who had always given Zhu Yuan an old-fashioned feeling remembered something, and became more and more sentimental, and there were tears in his eyes.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Yuan hesitated a little, and tentatively said: "What Mr. Dai said is to doubt the root cause of many diseases, right?"

"Exactly, just say the word 'evil'..." Dai Sanchun was still immersed in inexplicable emotions, subconsciously answered, then suddenly reacted, looked at Zhu Yuan, and hoped: "Little official, can you This question, could it be, you, you..."

Dai Sanchun felt that although Zhu Yuan's appearance was just that of a young boy who hadn't cut his hair, but what he saw and heard these days, he didn't dare to treat him like an ordinary boy at all.

Since he is a strange person, maybe he can really solve the doubts in his heart for a long time.

"I don't know medical skills, but I know something about what you're curious about," Zhu Yuan nodded and said, seeing Dai Sanchun staring at him with trembling lips, not knowing how to react for a while, he quickly said: "Three years, Dai Sanchun Sir, after three years, if you still want to know, you can come to me."

(End of this chapter)