"It's out, it's out, the result is out!"
"Quick, which number is it!"
"It's number 931!"
"Who collected number 931?"
"It's Xu Shuwei!"
"Ah! It's Fatty!"
"Where is Fatty Xu and others?"
"I went to collect herbs early in the morning and I'm not back yet!"
"Quick, has anyone seen Fatty Xu? Hurry up and find him!"
Wang Zhi asked in the open space in the middle of the patient camp. Everyone in the room shook their heads.
Only one person said he saw him going up the mountain.
Someone wanted to look for it, but Wang Zhi stopped him. The deep mountains and old forests were too far away, and so many people dispersed to search without knowing the specific location. It was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. It was better to wait for him to come back.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, and the sun was sinking little by little, until it was completely dim and the torches were lit, a staggering, slightly fat man appeared in everyone's sight, carrying a basket of bark on his back.
Wang Zhi took the lead to greet him and gave Fatty Xu a warm hug before he could react.
Everyone followed with cheers and cheers, and then they lifted Fatty Xu up. With his confused expression, they threw him up into the sky and picked him up again. After going back and forth a few times, Fatty Xu almost knew the reason and hurriedly called everyone Put him down.
After everyone put him down and asked about the situation, Fatty Xu knelt down and cried loudly in front of everyone. His voice was so sad that he couldn't stop it.
Wang Zhi stopped everyone from comforting him. He knew that comfort was useless, so just let him cry.
Fatty Xu was concerned about everyone's feelings. He didn't cry for long before wiping his tears. Someone gave him the bark of tree No. 931. After carefully identifying it, he was shocked to recognize that it was the same tree he was holding on to when he fell down the mountain that day. The tree that stood up.
"Dad, Aniang, is this what your spirits in heaven guided me to find?"
Fatty Xu murmured to himself, unable to hold back his tears falling again.
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In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, hundreds of young people had gathered in front of the patient camp, including students from the Imperial Academy and members of the Juxian Hall. A large group of people followed behind the slightly fat man in front.
After giving Wang Fu a few words, Wang Zhi and Wang Gui followed the crowd. The fateful day had arrived. A No. 931 tree could not save so many people infected with the disease...
A long dragon passed through one hilltop after another among the mountains. Although they were not high mountains, the hills were not high. It was said that it was a dirt slope, but the road was difficult to walk. It was full of shrubs and rocks. It had been walking since it was still dark. Three strokes into the day, the destination has not yet been reached. At this time, people look at the slightly fat figure in front of them, and all they have left in their hearts is admiration.
At first, everyone thought he was just lucky, but now looking at it, everyone went out to look for medicine, and how could anyone have traveled so far? Some people even became numb and stopped going out to look for medicine, thinking that such a plant did not exist at all. The tree that can cure the plague is just the hope that Master Wang gave everyone. After all, even he himself did not know where such a tree existed, nor how he knew that this tree could cure malaria.
But looking back now, Master Wang was right, Xu Shuwei was right, and they were wrong. It turns out that as long as people have faith, they can really overcome all difficulties.
Finally, when the sun was rising, the leader in front stopped. He remembered that he rested on the stone in front of him last time, and then got up and fell down. He glanced around, and Fatty Xu ordered everyone to look around. He had peeled some of the bark off the tree, and you could recognize it when you saw it.
Fortunately, he didn't fall very far. He was just tired and dehydrated before he fainted. As soon as more than a hundred people dispersed, someone found the tree not far below.
I took out the bark of No. 931 and compared it with it. It was completely consistent. It was this tree!
Everyone was overjoyed and led Xu Shuwei and Wang Zhi to identify it. Of course Xu Shuwei recognized the tree that he peeled off at a glance, but Wang Zhi couldn't tell whether the tree was a cinchona tree. He just knew the name from his impression. It will bloom and bear fruit, but I don’t know what it looks like. I’m not even sure whether the humble tree in front of me is the cinchona tree of later generations, or whether it is just another tree with the same effect. After all, there are many trees here. Future generations have never seen it.
So Wang Zhi said boldly on the spot that it didn't matter what the tree was called before, now it has a new name - Tree No. 931!
After hearing this, everyone repeatedly agreed that it should be named this way, so that the naming can reflect its meaning and value, and make this battle of mankind's first victory over God's will more unforgettable for future generations.
Everyone then stepped forward to identify the tree No. 931. After remembering it in the deepest part of their minds, they dispersed to look for the next one.
It wasn't until dark that everyone gathered again, but most of them had no harvest, and only a few people returned with full loads. It seemed that there was indeed more than one tree of this kind on this mountain, but it was just too rare.
Wang Zhi also returned empty-handed, but behind him there was a small sapling in Wang Gui's hand.
"Let's go back!"
Wang Zhi waved his hand and led everyone back down the mountain. Different from the tension and heaviness when they came, there was constant laughter and laughter on the way back. Wang Erlang also taught them some popular songs of later generations. The crowd sang all the way and returned in triumph.
In the refugee camp, many people were looking forward to it. When they heard singing coming from the distance, they greeted everyone to greet them.
Wang Zhi came to the patient camp surrounded by people. He first ordered everyone to boil medicine and try his best to rescue the patients, and then took the lead in digging up the soil in the patient camp.
Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. After a while, an earth platform was built. Under the puzzled eyes of the refugees, Wang Zhi planted a small sapling in the center of the earth platform.
Then he asked Fatty Xu to pour the first gourd of water on the sapling. Just when Fatty was about to turn around and step off the stage, Wang Zhi held him back.
"Fathers and fellow villagers!"
Wang Zhi took the fat man's hand and said loudly below: "Do you know what kind of tree this sapling is?"
At this time, everyone in the audience knew the origin of this sapling through word of mouth, so they responded one after another.
Wang Zhi raised his hand and stopped his voice, "Yes, this sapling is the magic medicine we are looking for this time. It is the magic medicine that can completely cure malaria and make our future generations no longer afraid of malaria!"
After Wang Zhi affirmed, the people in the audience cheered one after another, and some people already knelt down and worshiped the saplings, calling for blessings from the magical medicine.
"And this miracle medicine has a name."
Wang Zhi said loudly again: "In order to commemorate this great victory in the fight against the plague, from today on, it will be called Tree No. 931!"
The audience cheered again and shouted number 931!
Wang Zhi pressed his hands again to signal for silence, and then pulled Fatty Xu in front of him, "And the man next to me is the man who discovered the No. 931 tree, and is the savior of all of us!"
"Remember his name, Xu Shuwei! This name will stand together with the No. 931 tree on our land of China forever, and will be respected by our human race forever, and will be famous forever!"
"Xu Shuwei! Xu Shuwei..."
The overwhelming sound from the audience drowned the fat man who was already in tears. He tried hard to control himself from crying, but he couldn't control the tears. He wiped them away and came again...
Seeing someone in the audience kneeling before him, Fatty Xu was so frightened that he quickly knelt back, but Wang Zhi held him back.
"Fat man, you can afford this courtesy. Without you, at least half of the people in the audience would have died."
Looking at Aba's sincere eyes, Fatty Xu nodded, his legs trembling as he struggled to stand.
After Fatty Xu accepted the thanks from everyone in the audience, Wang Zhicai said loudly: "It is recorded in the books of sages that no one has been able to resist the invasion of the plague from ancient times to the present. A great scholar said that the plague cannot be stopped by human power, but that there is no virtue in the world. God punishes you, but now... you have also seen that wherever there is invincibility, there is God's punishment. I, Xinxue, have never believed in this. I only believe in four words - man can conquer heaven!"
"Man can conquer heaven! Man can conquer heaven..."
All the students in the audience chanted one after another. Some of the refugees could not understand clearly, but they also knew that this was Saint Wang saying some great truths and preaching, so they also shouted along.
Wang Zhi pressed his hands and said loudly again: "This epidemic has once again proved to us a truth: all knowledge does not have to be believed, but is allowed to be doubted. Knowledge continues to progress through doubt and is constantly improved in practice. Doubt is not allowed. That is religion, but our new learning is not a religion. New learning is the true knowledge of all practices, the direction that guides practical significance, and the tree of knowledge that can continuously progress and grow..."
Wang Zhi took advantage of the east wind of Nine Hundred and Thirty-one to promote his new learning. If he does not promote it now, it will wait until later. Although the seeds of the new learning have been planted and have sprouted, if they want to thrive, they still need to be pruned and fertilized frequently. You want it to grow quickly, but you also need to control it so that it doesn't grow crookedly.
The preaching lasted for half an hour and stopped when the earth completely entered the dark night. Wang Zhi got off the earth platform and ordered everyone to perfect the earth platform tomorrow and erect a stone tablet to commemorate it.
His new learning will be this time, as the stone tablet completely stands on the land of China, no one can shake it!
After giving all these instructions, Wang Erlang hastily dealt with it, then entered the tent and fell asleep. He slept very peacefully that night, as if he had made up for the lost sleep in these days, and slept until the second night. It's day and time.
"Agui, why didn't you call me earlier!"
While Wang Erlang was getting dressed and going out, he blamed Wang Gui who was following him.
Wang Gui scratched his head but didn't reply. He wanted to wake Erlang up earlier, but seeing that he hadn't had a good rest for several days and finally slept so soundly, he didn't have the heart to disturb him.
"Hurry, the city gate is about to close, get me some medicinal soup quickly, I want to enter the city!"
Wang Erlang rushed to the center of the patient camp and saw the students preparing medicine, so he hurried forward to ask for it.
A student came forward and handed him a packet of medicinal powder and said: "Master Wang, don't worry, I have prepared it for you. This is the powder ground after drying the bark of No. 931 tree. After practice, the medicinal powder is soaked in water and taken." It is the best way to treat malaria."
"well!"
Wang Zhi was overjoyed and quickly took the powder. He didn't know this. After praising it repeatedly, he got into the carriage and drove quickly to the city.
