Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 247 Divine Medicine?

The plague, no matter the east or the west, was an extremely tragic catastrophe. According to legend, the Eastern Roman Empire declined because of the plague. When the Mongol army marched west, the Black Death killed more people than the Mongol army slaughtered the city. Now , it showed its ferocious minions again in Shanxi.

Drought, hunger, and violent peasant uprising wars, a large number of corpses were deposited in the wilderness to rot, and this deadly devil germ quickly multiplied, and it was transmitted to humans through gerbils, fleas, bedbugs, etc., and the patients brought it with them Bacteria were spreading everywhere. Before the hungry people plundered Dai County, plagues had begun to break out in Taiyuan, Quwo and other places. The body organs of the infected people quickly turned black and necrotic, and immediately coughed up blood violently. Within seven days, they were almost certain to die. In the village, the entire household died within a few days, and the strong stench of corpses permeated everywhere.

Dai County was late to the outbreak, so within a few days, starting from that unlucky genius doctor Zhang, hundreds of people died of illness in the county, and an unknown number of patients in the countryside.

But Dai County is different from other places, there are begging army here!
To be honest, Song Qingshu really didn't have the time to take care of other places in Dai County except for his own rebel army. He rescued those captives because he was in his hands, and watched them die because of himself. common people?For those who have a family and a business, if the beggar army comes to catch the sick, it will arouse the disgust and hatred of the people.

However, there is a saying that getting on the pole is not a business!Regardless of other places in Dai County, this Song Qingshu saw that the begging army gathered the patients together and dispensed the medicine in a unified way. Many residents of Dai County took the initiative to send the patients over!

Everyone knows that this thing is contagious. Even if some patients are unwilling to go, the neighbors still forcefully send them over. Taking the opportunity, the beggar army also publicized some knowledge about epidemic prevention, especially Shi Tianfu also saw business opportunities. A few large bathhouses were built not far from Daying at the south gate of Daixian City, spreading rumors that soap is a good anti-epidemic remedy, and there was an endless stream of people coming to take a bath every day. Personal hygiene has improved a lot.

In particular, Song Qingshu actually changed a custom in the local area. Everyone in the begging army cut their hair short and cut it into a small crew cut. I don’t know who spread the rumor that cutting off the head of the head, cutting off the hair and burning it, will be able to Confused the seductive messenger of the king of hell, and won't take you away if you hook your hair. This made many girls in the city cut their long hair cruelly.

In the period of the Republic of China, the refreshing short-haired schoolgirl head with ears has appeared a lot in the past, and it is refreshing for people to see.

It is said that the acting county magistrate finally set off to take office. When he heard about the great epidemic in Shanxi, he was so frightened that he immediately became "sick". In the yamen, it was Zhang Haocai, the master who held up half the sky. Looking at the methods used by the beggars outside the city to treat the epidemic, he too Knowing how to learn, he desperately sprinkled lime to kill rats in the whole city. The government took the lead in fumigation of clothes to kill parasites. Finally, the source of infection was isolated and the sanitation was cleaned. When the number of patients immediately rose to [-], Dai County The epidemic has been completely brought under control.

There were no new infections within a few days, and the people of Dai County were relieved, but they were relieved, but Song Qingshu's head was getting bigger.

All the patients in Dai County were sent to their own place. They really regarded it as a charitable place, and they left as soon as they lost it. Instead, they had to be responsible for their food, clothing and medicine. There were more than 400 captives in the begging army. There were as many as 5000 patients, and Dai County sent more than [-] patients. These are all burdens!Moreover, as many as hundreds of people died of illness every day, every day the begging army had to be carried out by someone and burned on the spot. Because those who carried the corpses were also afraid of infection, everyone wore thick white cotton robes and a headband. He wears a hood and a mask on his face, which looks like a snow monster.

As a result, many people died. I saw that there were many people in Dabai. I don’t know who rumored that he would drive the ghost soldiers. He calculated how many souls with the King of Hades every day, and all the people who came out were Bai Wuchang, and they threw the corpses on their backs. He was sent to the underworld in the fire of the underworld, and the rumors became more and more evil, and it really made a few idiots send their father here a few days ago, and came back a few days later to make a noise and demand someone's life.

For these guys, Song Qingshu's solution is to give them a big stick, then tie them up, let the corpse bearer carry them to the cremation ground, throw them on the ground and watch the corpses burn, and then carry them back after the burning.

Song Qingshu wanted to use this method to clarify, but who knew that after the idiots went back, the rumors became more evil again. Hearing their convincing words, as soon as the living begging army came to the place with the dead on their backs, the Underworld opened in the Yangjie, and a A hanged ghost, an unjustly killed ghost, a headless ghost, and a broken waist ghost drove those dead people down, and now Song Qingshu has another nickname.

Fire Ghost King!
"Marshal, aren't there just a few ruffians who want to take the opportunity to blackmail us? They really think of us as philanthropists, so just scare us away. As for being so obsessed?"

In the Chinese army, he handed over a few autumn pears in a funny way. Sun Chuanting's dead face rarely looked like a living person, but he had kept his face for too long, and his smile was not much better than crying.Looking at the ugly Lidanzi, the corners of Song Qingshu's mouth were also twitching. The person who is eight feet tall, naked, with a green face and fangs, and spit fire from the mouth, is not talking about you!

"How are those hungry prisoners treated?" Song Qingshu asked helplessly, with his mouth twisted for a long time, but Sun Chuanting who asked this question also drooped.

"A few more villages were built on the other side of Wutai Mountain, and they were resettled separately. They also arranged some small jobs, and sent some representatives to visit the sick regularly. Those people have settled down, but!"

His face became more and more sad, and Sun Chuanting paused again with difficulty.

"However, we have opened almost all the arable fields on the mountain. After all, these people will have no land to cultivate here. Or should we ask the landlords at the foot of the mountain for some land and resettle them?"

After staying in the begging army for a few months, Sun Chuanting's mind has become more and more integrated into the begging army. If in the past, he invaded the land of the gentry and gentry, let alone he proposed it, he would scold anyone else who raised it. The concept that the gentry and gentry is the foundation of the country is an iron law in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty.

But Song Qingshu shook his head in embarrassment.

"Now that we have won the hearts of the people with great difficulty, rashly asking for land will easily cause xenophobia. Let's talk about it next year!"

"That's the only way!"

The two leaders were both worried about the land. At this time, a monster with messy red hair and a chicken coop rushed in. He had never seen a foreigner before. Sun Chuanting was so frightened that his buttocks crooked and fell down with a plop. Standing on all fours, Song Qingshu himself stood up excitedly.

"Father, are you ready?"

"Song Jiaoyou, according to your instructions, we made it out!"

Not far from the camp, several large wooden houses are side by side, and you can feel the heat without getting close, and a musty smell hits your face, making you frown.

If Song Qingshu hadn't brought it here personally, Sun Chuanting would have easily regarded this place as a garbage dump, and everywhere he looked, there were moldy steamed buns and noodles, and they were placed in large basins, all of which were oozing green pus. Dozens of women wearing masks are still shaking glass bottles one after another. It is already early winter, and it is really difficult to have so many things moldy.

Beside the window, there seemed to be a large pile of small finished porcelain vases, there were hundreds of them densely packed.

"This is?"

"Have you done an experiment?"

Ignoring Sun Chuanting's frowning question, Song Qingshu asked eagerly first, obviously belonging to the practical school, after working for several days, Tang Ruowang, with red eyes like rabbits, directly brought two ashtray-like glazed utensils. Something reeking of urine arrived in front of Song Qingshu.

The two familiar flower-like patterns were indeed the penicillin that killed all the staphylococcus and streptococcus in the urine. Song Qingshu was finally relieved after reading it.

Glass has not been practiced in this era, but the level of porcelain was in the Song Dynasty, and Huaxia had already reached its peak. When he was treating Caiwei, Song Qingshu was like a syringe. Now he has fired more than a dozen porcelains. Zhu Fasheng produced several large hollow needles for him. With these things, Song Qingshu and his party wrapped themselves in thick masks and went to the internment camp.

"Mr. Sun!"

As soon as he entered the door, a crisp voice came to his face. A pretty little girl wearing a mask rushed over. Song Qingshu, who was reading it, couldn't help but feel sour. Sun Chuanting is really attractive to women!Many middle-aged and elderly women who were rescued from the captives worshiped him so much!You know, this guy almost burned them to death!

"Li'er, good boy! How's the camp these days?"

Seeing this little girl, Sun Chuanting bent down mercifully and patted her sweaty head. This girl was the daughter of the two-meter-long man a few days ago. Going into the asylum camp to help, it was obviously a move to harm her, but this little girl was so moved that she was in a mess every day, Mr. Sun yelled at Mr. Sun, and Song Qingshu complained every day that she was really blind.

But talking about the camp, the little girl's eye circles quickly turned red.

"Mr. Sun, many people have died. Aunt Xu and Uncle Xu in our village also went yesterday, but after drinking Mr. Sun's medicine, everyone is still much stronger. Seven or eight hundred people died every day a few days ago. There are only about 800 in two days!"

"That's good!" Thoughtful, Sun Chuanting patted the little girl's head and nodded again, and Song Qingshu felt depressed again after listening to it with a pretentious appearance.

What Mr. Sun's medicine!From the beginning to the end, he didn't make a prescription, didn't spend a copper coin, okay?
However, the antibacterial effect of berberine does have a delaying effect. Taking a large amount of decoction made from coptis and phellodendron every day, many people have survived the black death that would die in seven days, and even some people who have just been infected Mild patients, taking these medicines will heal on their own.

Another important reason is that the elderly, weak and sick were basically eliminated. Most of the remaining 9000 people in the camp were men and women in their prime, and their physical resistance was inherently stronger than that of the elderly or young.

This Li'er's father was also lucky, he was shot four times by Song Qingshu, all of them escaped the critical point, he was infected with the Black Death and half of his body was black, after so many days of drinking huanglian, it cleared up a lot, His complexion was also much better, but this guy was too vengeful, and when he saw Song Qingshu and the others arriving, he turned his head aside without making a sound.

"It's him!"

Just like this, Song Qingshu rolled up his sleeves and took out the porcelain needle tube and cast iron needle from the iron box soaked in alcohol, reckoning that he took out a little bit from a small porcelain bottle, and restrained the strong man with a belt. Han's arm is about to be hit in the vein.

Seeing it, Sun Chuanting trembled, and hurriedly stopped in front, persuading him anxiously.

"Marshal, life is at stake! This, this, this..."

For a long time, he didn't know how to describe the pile of moldy, rotten steamed buns, so Sun Chuanting had no choice but to take it away, and said with his tongue wide open in surprise: "You really want to hit people with this thing?"

But before Song Qingshu could argue impatiently, the foreign monk Tang Ruowang jumped up like a fighting cock.

"Master Sun, this is a miracle medicine blessed by God! How dare you doubt God?"

Being stared at by the foreign monk's expression of wanting to fight with his mouth, Sun Chuanting suddenly became furious...

(End of this chapter)