Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

After finally coming out of the medical clinic, Xia Houyuan and Zhang He, who were carrying paper packages of medicinal materials, looked at each other, and then sighed together.

Although he felt quite heavy after talking to Divine Doctor Zhang for a long time, Jian Yong did not accompany him on the return trip, and said that the two of them were allowed to relax in Chang'an City, which made up for some of the depressed mood - of course, accompanied by guards.

As for Jian Yong, based on the sporadic words Zhang He heard when he went out, it seemed that he wanted to discuss with Divine Doctor Zhang how to give Qiang and Hu Jiaize some simple medical skills.

Qiang and Hu... Zhang He had killed many of them, and it was the Qiang and Hu's Qiang cavalry who finally consumed him until he was stranded, horses, and food were exhausted.

But they want to teach the Qiang and Hu people medical skills? Zhang He felt that Liu Bei and his group were either fearless people like Emperor Guangwu, or they were a group of ignorant people who were high-minded and boastful.

However, it is impossible for an ignorant person to force Prime Minister Cao into a dilemma, and it is impossible to attack the heart and make tens of thousands of troops unable to capture him.

It is even less likely that in just three or four years, he has gone from a lost dog to a powerful figure in China and Hanzhong across the world.

After coming out of this medical clinic and seeing Chang'an, which was completely different from last year, Zhang He felt a little confused in his eyes:

Is this Liu family really popular?

The Prime Minister just killed a madman, how could he know so many things!

Xia Houyuan on the side complained angrily in a low voice, but Zhang He could also hear the guilt in it.

The conversation with Zhang Zhongjing was a worthwhile trip. In addition to letting the two of them know the harm of Wu Shi Powder, the old miracle doctor did not hesitate to check the two people's bodies for any hidden diseases, and wrote down diagnostic opinions and decoction formulas. He grabbed a few pills for the two of them to take back.

But in addition, Doctor Zhang used serious words to make the two of them remember a name clearly: Hua Tuo.

During this period, they could not avoid criticizing and criticizing Prime Minister Cao, but the two of them thought that they were under the eaves and they were still holding the decoction in their hands, so in the end they could only hold their noses and endure it.

It was only when he was standing outside the door that Xia Houyuan could say a few words in a nonchalant manner.

But the two of them also understood better why this miracle doctor had such a favorable impression of Liu Bei. In the final analysis, he actually wanted to thank his own prime minister.

Thinking about this Zhongjing living here, I heard from the servants in the palace that Uncle Liu Huang would treat him with courtesy and guard him tightly.

Thinking about Hua Tuo who died unjustly in prison, the miracle doctor himself said that his medical skills were several times better than his own, so Xia Houyuan couldn't help but sigh after he finished complaining.

Let's take a walk. Zhang He shook his head to dispel the confusion in his eyes, breaking the awkward atmosphere at this time.

Seriously speaking, the two of them have lived in Chang'an much longer than Liu Bei, so they are no strangers to the streets.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of meeting Zhong Yao's disciples again on their return trip, the two simply chose a detour so that they could relax and see more of Chang'an at this time.

Whether it is the other courtyard where Xiahou Zhang He and others are currently living temporarily, or the other palace where the miracle doctor is heavily guarded, they are all located in the middle of Chang'an.

To the north is the former site of the palace, and to the south is the fertile plain surrounded by Fengshui and Bashui. Therefore, the north of the city is mostly occupied by ordinary people's courtyards.

Going south along the road, the courtyards along the street gradually became smaller and fragmented. After passing two streets, Xia Houyuan saw that the folk houses here were being demolished.

Why is this? Xia Houyuan couldn't help asking, but then he remembered that Jian Yong was not there.

Unexpectedly, the guard leader looked at him twice and said:

The ground is leveled. Zhuge Military Advisor wants to set up a workshop here.

Xia Houyuan nodded silently. As for what the workshop area was, it was difficult to ask in too much detail, but he knew from the name that it should be set up for craftsmen.

In addition to focusing on medicine, we should also focus on industry? However, it doesn't seem strange to think that Liu Bei's troops were all victorious after being forced to surrender.

Xia Houyuan was silent, but the guard leader seemed to have opened a chatterbox, taking the initiative to lead the two of them to watch and explain to them in simple words.

There is a workshop of this size, and there is another one in the north of the city.

As Zhuge's military advisor decided, the south of the city is connected to the fertile land outside the city. The workshops here are dedicated to providing farming convenience for the people, and all farm tools and agricultural machinery are made here.

The city is connected to the Wei River in the north, and the workshops there are specialized in iron, paper, sugar, brocade, and shipping. When Chang'an absorbs all the Guanzhong population in the future, it will be easier to move to the new city north of the Wei River.

Why don't the two generals climb up the city wall and take a look?

Really? Xia Houyuan suddenly felt a little dizzy. If Jian Yong hadn't looked familiar with him earlier, he would have suspected that this was the death arranged by Prime Minister Cao.

So the principal laughed and said, My lord, if you agree, why not?

Did Liu Bei agree? Before Xia Houyuan could even think about it, his body was already rushing up the city wall before his mind.

Climbing high and looking far away, the depressed mood of living in a snail's nest these days suddenly dissipates a lot.

Xia Houyuan, who was no longer too lazy to care about so much, pointed to the outside of the city and said:

What's that for?

What you see here is tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland. There are people driving oxen and pulling plows to turn over the soil, but more people are digging holes on one side of the field.

The leader of the guards took a look and said:

That's because the Lord is taking the lead in digging holes for the people to fertilize, so that after the middle month of summer, they can fertilize the fields.

Liu Bei?

Lord? I haven't asked you about your name yet.

So the guard smiled lightly: Ma Su from Jingzhou is an unknown person.

Then he suggested: If the two generals are interested, you might as well take a closer look. My lord will definitely be happy to see the two generals.

Xia Houyuan looked hesitant, but in the end he shook his head and said, That's it for now.

When they were walking down the city wall, Xiangruo asked casually: Who doesn't know about this fertilization? Why do you need to work for General Zuo?

Ma Su said seriously: Of course this fertilization method is different, it is a new method. Jingzhou has been using it for two years, and the yield per mu has increased by half a stone. If it is supplemented with iron farm tools and seedling care methods, and canals are opened to divert water for irrigation, the yield per mu can be increased by nearly one stone. From then on. From Jingzhou to Yizhou and Hanzhong, the lord pays great attention to it, this is the usual practice.

Xia Houyuan was also a local owner in his early years and was no stranger to farming, so he blurted out:

Impossible! Why would General Ma deceive me with this statement?

Ma Di just smiled and took the initiative to lead the way:

Why did General Xiahou deceive himself?

Xia Houyuan was naturally dissatisfied, but then no matter what he said, Ma Di didn't answer a word, just laughed.

After passing two more intersections, a large group of people happened to be passing by. Ma Su and a group of people took the initiative to stand aside to avoid them.

Xia Houyuan was a little confused, but Zhang He stretched his neck to see clearly what the group of people were surrounding:

Fangzi crossbow...car?

The bed crossbow is actually not unfamiliar, but because it is too bulky and difficult to move after landing for a hundred years, even steering is extremely troublesome, and maintenance is relatively cumbersome, so not many use it to defend cities.

Ma Su corrected:

It should be an eight-oxen crossbow. Its range is 400 steps farther than the bed crossbow.

Xia Houyuan was no longer too lazy to criticize, he just felt that Ma Di was worthy of being a nobody:

The bed crossbow has a range of 800 steps. If it is further, do you know what the range of 1,200 steps means?

However, Ma Su said one more sentence with great interest:

This thing was originally brought by Zhuge's military advisor to attack General Xiahou, but it was not used.

Xia Houyuan's old face turned red for a rare moment, and then he heard Ma Di leisurely say:

Now it seems that Zhuge's military advisor has repaired it and wants to send it to the north of Jing Dynasty to let Prime Minister Cao know the benefits of crossbow arrows.

Xia Houyuan declined to comment.

After passing two more streets, the two of them saw a horse coming from the north like a whirlwind and heading south to raise dust.

Ma Su looked back and said to himself:

With such urgency, it seems that there are envoys from Jiangdong. I don't know if they want to ask for General Lu's body or to negotiate peace.

General Lu's body? Which General Lu? Xia Houyuan felt a little uneasy when he heard this surname.

Ma Su pretended to be surprised and said: Of course it's Jiangdong Lu Meng.

Then Ma Su patted his forehead apologetically and said:

It's my fault. I forgot that General Xiahou didn't know... Jingzhou sent news more than ten days ago.

Lu Ziming's subordinates rebelled, and his head was beheaded and presented to the Jiangling prefect to ask for surrender.

After saying this, Xia Houyuan was already a little startled. Then he thought about what he had seen before, and suddenly there were mixed feelings in his heart:

You taught me what I saw and learned today...you want to teach me how to die of old age and death in seclusion?

Ma Su shook his head.

Xia Houyuan also had a look of hope in his eyes.

My lord has said that he wants to exchange General Xiahou for the detained Yizhou soldiers that Liu Jiyu sent to Cao Cheng a few years ago.

As long as Prime Minister Cao agrees, General Xiahou can return eastward.

So Xia Houyuan's eyes were full of suspicion, and when he saw Ma Su, he smiled confidently:

What I see now, my lord, agrees with everything.

The military advisors also said that now that Sun and Cao are joining forces, we can't wait. Do you know what this has to do with anything?

In any case, within two years, Prime Minister Cao will be defeated.

Xia Houyuan was stunned and speechless.

Zhang He had already forgotten how he returned to this other courtyard.

He stared at the chessboard in a daze, while Xia Houyuan on the other side was kneeling on the ground with disbelief on his face:

Liu Bei is cunning and must have deceived us!

But within a moment, Zhang Heshu opened the medicine packet and wanted to fry it and eat it.

But after opening the medicine package, I felt a little suspicious. He touched the paper used to wrap the medicine and asked Xia Houyuan:

General Xiahou, how does this paper compare to Zuo Bo's paper?