Later, Xi Yazhou announced the implementation of a "killing order" as a collective punishment for the labor teams who participated in the riots. No one except the senators knew what it meant. But soon the term became feared. The three labor squadrons involved in the riot were all driven into the middle and lined up. Then, counting from one to ten, the tenth person was pulled out and hanged.
Amidst the sound of military drums and the cold counting of "one, two, three, four..." by the battalion's military judge, one person after another was pulled out of the queue by the soldiers, dragged to the gallows and put on a rope. Some of the people who were dragged out to be hanged were stunned, some struggled desperately, and some stared with blood-red eyes and wanted to shout, but the soldiers had already put a rope around their necks and could not make any sound. The drum beats unhurriedly, and only becomes as fast as raindrops when a noose is tied around a person's neck and is about to be pulled up. And when his life disappears, the snare drum will beat hard several times. There was silence for a moment, and then the unhurried tapping sound returned. The workers who were watching were all scared to death, and some simply collapsed to the ground.
When the drumming finally stopped, another twenty-seven people were hanged. Then it was announced that the corpses on the gallows were not allowed to be removed and allowed to rot, with birds pecking at insects until they turned into dry bones before being thrown into the sea.
All the workers who were not executed were organized into "punishment teams", responsible for the most painful, tiring and dangerous projects. Their final fate will be decided by the OGPU.
The Sanya Military Commission greatly praised the indigenous clerks who died in the riots. Not only did they ceremoniously collect the ashes and bury them, they also called Lingao to request preferential care for them.
Killing can only temporarily control the situation. To ensure productivity, preventive anti-malarial drugs can only be given to people who have recovered and are still healthy. Hippo personally visited Lingao and requested more compound anti-malarial tablets from the Ministry of Health. Shi Niaoren did not dare to make the decision on this issue - anti-malarial drugs are controlled substances. Finally, Planning Director Wu De agreed that the Ministry of Health could use the drug reserve according to demand.
"Even if all the medicines are used up, Sanya must be taken down first." Wu De said, "If Sanya cannot be handled, the coal-iron complex cannot be built, and there is no need to talk about opening up Taiwan and Southeast Asia."
"There are also nutritional supplements." Hippo said, "The workers' food is still too poor, with too many carbohydrates and not enough protein. It is a bit overwhelming under strenuous physical labor, and it also affects their resistance."
Such widespread death would not have been possible if the workers had been well-nourished.
"I'll give you five tons of dried fish and a thousand cans of fish sauce." Wu De said, "By the way, do you want sugar? The best way to replenish energy."
"Of course," the hippopotamus said with satisfaction. "I just want brown sugar."
"No one is in confinement, so why should we eat brown sugar? There is white sugar and rock sugar here."
"Haha, you also believe in Chinese medicine." Hippo expressed his disdain, "Brown sugar is just crude sugar with more nutrients and has nothing to do with confinement. Let's keep the white sugar and sell it. "
"Okay, I'll give you five tons too."
"Thank you very much." Hippopotamus thanked him. Go back to the Ministry of Health and ask for more medical staff.
"The nurses are having difficulties." Zhang Ziyi, director of the nursing department and chief nurse, frowned, "I have already given you twenty nurses. If you want to add more, you can only give them to third-term babies. Not too many, only a few. indivual."
There is a reason why she is reluctant to let him go: Recently, the Ministry of Health is improving the medical strength in various places, especially the number of junior doctors. The Mongolian doctors who were selected from the elders for surprise training were not as good as the nursing class in terms of learning enthusiasm and learning effect. Most of them slipped away and dropped out of school when they entered the stage of memorizing entries in medical books. Disappointed, Dean Shi decided to focus the training on indigenous nurses. After screening, about half of the first batch of nurses will be transferred to medical training. The remainder also require advanced nursing training.
And a recent report submitted by Abebe has exacerbated the shortage of nurses. Ai Beibei mentioned in the report: As life secretaries are about to arrive in large numbers, there will definitely be a peak period of pregnancy and childbirth. She suggested that obstetricians, midwives and pediatricians should be trained from now on.
Doctor Shi did not dare to neglect such an important matter concerning the descendants of the elders, and immediately gave an "agree", so even the promising talents in the second generation had to start new training.
In this way, the remaining second-term students have become the backbone. The third-term students who have just completed basic training are not very useful; let alone the fourth-term students.
"It doesn't matter if you are a third-year student." Ma Jia explained the situation in Sanya. "There are many sick people and there are too few nursing staff. Besides, you don't have to officially allocate to the Sanya Health Center. You can use the internship model."
"This is not the same thing," Zhang Ziyi disagreed, "Why don't we send a batch of fourth-generation students to you for internship."
"I don't understand nursing." Hippo shook his head repeatedly.
"You have quite a few first- and second-stage nurses there, so the old ones just lead the new ones."
As for doctors, none could be sent, not even Zhang Ziyi’s husband, veterinarian Yang Guogui, was available. Hippo was disappointed and was about to leave when Zhang Ziyi stopped him:
"There is a man who is quite strange. But he is a real doctor of traditional Chinese medicine..."
"Who is it?" Hippo thought that this person was obviously not Liu San.
"The Religious Office has just transferred the personnel relations. It means that we should make arrangements first - by the way, he has made it clear that he is willing to go to the most difficult places to practice medicine. It is exactly what you want." Zhang Ziyi said, "You can find the specific things. He Ping."
He Ping is the office director of the Ministry of Health. He is responsible for various chores of the Ministry of Health and its subordinate units. From time to time, he also goes to the pharmaceutical factory as a guest equipment maintenance engineer. He has no objection to the latter because he is the director of the pharmaceutical factory. Wife Zhao Yanmei.
He Ping is usually very low-key, not very capable, but a good employee who absolutely listens to the leadership and never talks nonsense outside. Popularity is good.
"This person was transferred from the Religious Affairs Office." He Ping pulled out the file and said, "His name is Zhang Yingchen. Judging from his resume, he is a serious doctor of traditional Chinese medicine."
"How come I don't know about such a talent?" Hippo wondered: Doctors, especially those trained in modern medicine, are the most in short supply in the Time Travel Group.
"He has been doing religious research in the Religious Affairs Office since he was admitted to Level 6. He has little interest in his job. I don't know what his level is, but he must have a medical certificate." He Ping said, "This is what Director He of the Religious Affairs Office said."
"Damn, he can't be a missionary from Laushizi Christianity, right?" Hippo is not interested in this foreign religion, "But that's fine, I need some spiritual opium."
"I don't think he looks like a missionary," He Ping didn't know how to describe it. "He's very talkative, angry and talking all day long..."
"You're not a qigong master, are you?" Hippo became alert. He handed the list in his hand to He Ping, which was a list of medicines, consumables and equipment that required replenishment. It has been signed by the Planning Institute and Shi Niaoren.
"There are other things to say. There is not as much refined salt as there is. The amount of iodine is not enough for you." He Ping shook his head.
Hippo found it unbelievable. Refined salt and iodine are the most common consumables in the Ministry of Health. They are disinfectants that can be used without any formalities.
"This will be out of stock too?"
"Something happened to the salt farm in Ma Niao," He Ping said. "Before Mr. Wang was transferred, he built a steam salt production plant for them and installed four steam boilers. For some reason, one after another was installed in the past few days. It’s all exploded. Chemical plants and food plants now have more demand for salt, and suddenly the supply exceeds supply.”
"Where's the iodine?"
"Well," He Ping coughed sheepishly, "you know our iodine is mainly extracted from seaweeds such as kelp. But recently it has become popular to eat kelp - seaweed is in short supply."
This has suddenly spread in recent days: it is said that eating kelp and seaweed can prolong your life and make you immune to all poisons. First, there was a rumor among the indigenous people that the previously worthless dried and fresh kelp on the market was sold out. Finally, even the elders were involved, but the theory became that eating kelp can whiten the skin, protect against the sun, and enhance sexual performance. All the kelp dishes in the cafeteria were suddenly in short supply. Not only did they cook kelp and bean paste soup for three meals, but the food factory also rushed to produce a lot of dried seaweed for snacks.
At the same time, in the office of the director of the Religious Affairs Office, He Ying was looking through a book of meeting minutes.
This is a seminar on religious affairs held within the Religious Affairs Office after the New Year. He Ying launched a social investigation into Lingao's religion in the second half of last year. A lot of first-hand information was collected.
At this seminar, Zhang Yingchen from the Religious Affairs Office presented the article "Investigation Report on the Religious Situation in Lingao". Then he proposed the concept of "New Taoism".
Zhang Yingchen is nearly thirty years old. He turned out to be a doctor in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. He is particularly interested in the field of religion, including Buddhism, Taoism, Christianity, Islam, and Judaism. He is half a religious researcher, and he is particularly interested in Taoism, and his research has been relatively in-depth.
The idea he proposed sparked heated debate at religious seminars. Wu Shimang, Bai Duolu and others were opposed to this. The Lingao Church does not want to see this kind of cake sharing. Especially Dean Wu, although he can't even memorize the Rosary now, he has been planning to launch a comprehensive "holy war" to spread the faith in Quanlingao and uproot all the old beliefs.
Wu Shimang's opposition is not out of belief - he just doesn't want a rival to get a share of the pie. A new religion will first occupy the resources of the religious office, and secondly, it will cause difficulties in proselytizing. In his speech, he listed many sequelae that would be caused by the competition between the two sides for believers.
But Zhang Yingchen's proposal won the support of He Ying. He presided over the county's religious research activities. A big reason for this was to see which religious form could better suit the needs of the indigenous people in this time and space. He Ying is very clear about the thinking of the executive committee: to introduce Catholicism in Lingao - no matter how enthusiastic the Jesuits are about it - the essence of the Catholic Church in Lingao is just a skin of the new religion in the future, and the new body will Evolving behind this skin, it eventually becomes a new religious form that is fully mastered by the Transcendence people.
Everyone in the Religious Affairs Office is aware of this ultimate goal, but Father Wu's recent activities have attracted great attention from He Ying. Wu Shimang spared no effort to improve the church organization, accumulate church property, change customs, and train missionaries...Obviously, Lao Wu was preparing to establish a state religion.
He agonized over how to deal with this. From the immediate point of view, Wu Shimang's ideas have a great promoting effect on the entire crossing group. From a negative point of view, this promoting effect will eventually create a Holy See-style religious order. He Ying knew very well that the Senate would not like a powerful religious group. What they need are tools, radical tools. Even President Wen, who is most concerned about the construction of religious offices, has mentioned in his instructions many times that we must pay attention to the "measurement" of church construction.
Zhang Yingchen's thoughts gave him a revelation: monopoly is dangerous, and only competition can create a virtuous circle.
To this end, He Ying submitted a report to the Executive Committee after the meeting, reporting Zhang Yingchen's specific ideas. This kind of matter involves the realm of ideology, which is not something he can specialize in.
The first sentence of the reply was written by Mr. Wen: "Under the realm of a God of Light, any form of religion can be discussed."
He Ying was a little confused, why did the "God of Light" suddenly appear? Is Mr. Wen planning to start a church of his own? Looking further down, there is another sentence: "Taoist saints, such as Lao and Zhuangliu, are all archangels under the Archangel, the God of Light. The Palestinian carpenter, Christ, is also imitated."
"I see." He Ying somewhat understood what Mr. Wen meant. He informed Zhang Yingchen to formally come to talk and discuss this issue.
"Director He, you'd better come to my office. I have a lot of things I want to show you, and it's not convenient to bring them here." Zhang Yingchen said on the phone.
So He Ying went to his office. Zhang Yingchen's office is in the courtyard. Compared with the size of Lingao Church, the religious office is a very small yamen. Of course, it is not convenient for them to work in Lingao Seminary - now they share a courtyard with the Li and Miao Affairs Office. There are almost no people in the latter on weekdays, the yard is very quiet, the flower beds are lush with flowers and trees, and it has a classic Chinese feel. You can hardly feel the hustle and bustle outside while staying in the courtyard.
Zhang Yingchen's office is elegantly decorated and full of traditional charm. The furniture, paintings, and furnishings in the house were all bought with his own money from the cooperative, instead of the modernist furniture provided by the Planning Commission.
Zhang Yingchen is sitting on a red sandalwood bamboo chair and writing quickly with headphones on. There is a portable CD player at hand. The four treasures of the study are displayed on the red sandalwood desk, as well as a water-dipped iron-point pen made locally in Lingao. A rosewood three-layer shelf was neatly lined with books. These were books from the Ming Dynasty that he had personally paid for and entrusted the Guangzhou Station to purchase. Most are Taoist. v! ~!
