It is said that people have three kinds of urgency. At the meeting, Zhang Xiao drank several cups of tea and held back his urine. When Liu Xiang finally started to speak at length, he felt that he could no longer hold it in. He finally waited until the meeting ended and hurriedly went to the toilet. .
"Ah, it feels so comfortable." After draining the water, Zhang Xiao trembled several times and looked up to the sky with relief. He put on his belt and walked out slowly, washed his hands, and commented: "I didn't expect that the toilets here are of good quality. Old Liu is still concerned about education."
The accompanying attendant smiled and said: "This is a national model school, the brand name of our city in Guangzhou. Mayor Liu takes it very seriously."
Zhang Xiao never expected that this orderly was quite knowledgeable. He walked towards the door. As soon as he reached the door, he was startled.
I saw a person dressed in Ming Dynasty clothes kneeling at the door of the men's toilet. Although he was wearing a big hat, his appearance was beautiful, as if he was a woman dressed in men's clothing.
"Damn it, what's going on? Is this a scene of stopping a sedan chair to redress a grievance?" Zhang Xiao's mind had switched through countless classic scenes he had seen in previous costume dramas in a very short period of time. The bully fell in love with the young and beautiful daughter of a poor family and wanted to take it as his own, but the girl already had a sweetheart and refused to obey. The bully colluded with the government to force her parents to death and beat her lover to death. Just when the people were complaining that Tian Tian should not be called out, the new magistrate who was upright and upright took office, and the woman escaped. She happened to run into the incoming magistrate, and stopped the sedan chair to complain. The magistrate was filled with righteous indignation and used his tricks to fight with the local bullies. After many twists and turns, the bad guys were finally brought to justice and the beauty was brought home. It's just that the place where the sedan is stopped is at the door of the men's restroom. It will be very indecent to write in the biography in the future.
The orderly reacted quickly and immediately took a step forward to stop Zhang Xiao, shouting: "Who are you? Why are you blocking the road here?"
"Little citizen Zhang Jiayu, my mother is seriously ill and is in danger. I beg the chief to show mercy and save my mother." After saying that, he kowtowed heavily on the ground.
It turned out that it was Zhang Jiayu who "stopped the sedan chair to complain". He and fellow members of the community have repeatedly discussed the help plan. There is no need to think about asking for an audience rashly. He, Zhang Jiayu, is not a local scholar or sage. If a scholar goes to ask for an interview, he will most likely be rejected. The only way is to "stop the public and ask for advice" while Chief Zhang is out.
But the occasion is very important. Intercepting the leader in public and asking for help in public can naturally form a moral kidnapping, making Zhang Xiao agree in order to win people's hearts. However, doing so is likely to arouse resentment in the hearts of the senators; he was arrested by security as an assassin before he even met the leader, which would be counterproductive.
After thinking about it, it would be more appropriate to wait for the opportunity here in the academy and wait until there are fewer people before going up to ask for help.
After Zhang Xiao heard his voice, he secretly complained: "Damn, it's a man. It seems that it is necessary to naturalize and shave his head. What kind of jade is Zhang? No, Zhang Jiayu!"
Only then did Zhang Xiao realize that this person turned out to be the famous Zhang Jiayu in history. He had read relevant historical materials before. Li Zhuoxian also introduced the situation of the Lingnan Sanzhong at the municipal government meeting, and called the orderly: "It's okay, let him follow me."
Zhang Jiayu didn't expect that the new county magistrate would be so easy to talk to. Her hope increased a little, and she got up and followed him to the Education Bureau office.
In the office, Zhang Xiao asked Zhang Jiayu to sit down, but Zhang Jiayu knelt down again.
Zhang Xiao had a headache. He already felt like vomiting after reciting the words "I don't like this in the Song Dynasty", so he just said: "The man has gold under his knees, you'd better get up!"
"No, chief, please save my mother!" Zhang Jiayu said.
Zhang Xiao had no idea how to deal with these stubborn ancients, so he said: "Okay, if you want to kneel down, just kneel down. Your mother is seriously ill and won't seek medical treatment. What do you want me to do?"
"My mother was seriously ill and the medicine was not working. I saw in the newspaper that the chief was nicknamed Pharmacist and came here to ask for medicine."
Zhang Xiao thought to himself: Liu Xiang's advertising effect is really good. In just a few days, buyers came to the door.
"Please tell me the details."
Zhang Jiayu then told the whole story. To be honest, Zhang Xiao had encountered this kind of "asking for medicine" by natives or naturalized people more than once, so he knew some of the conditions. So I specifically asked about the symptoms.
Zhang Xiao became interested when he heard that he had obtained two earth-yellow pills from a charlatan and that he had improved after taking them. As far as he knew, the indigenous medicines were pills, powders, ointments, soups, etc. It was absolutely impossible. Create a pill form.
"Earth-colored pills? How much does the medicine cost? Where is this doctor now?" Zhang Xiao asked.
Zhang Jiayu was a little panicked, thinking that the information about the party that day had been leaked, and replied vaguely: "Go back to the commander and give him a couple of silver. That man is a wandering doctor who rings the bell. He has disappeared. If we can find him again, we can find this medicine." , the common people dare not bother the chief."
"It seems that the oxytetracycline tablets were leaked out through some channel. I have to investigate this matter carefully when I have time." Zhang Xiao thought to himself. He remembered that Jin Zhijiao had told him that there was "something wrong" with the inventory accounts of Danzhou's pharmaceutical factory.
At that time, he was in a hurry to take office, and he also trusted a group of staff he had brought out personally, so he didn't take it to heart. To be honest, leaks are inevitable at any time. Even hair can't get through it. Not to mention that it can't be done now, no matter how advanced the management system and technology in the old time and space were, it couldn't be done.
However, he heard that medicine could also be purchased in Guangzhou, which had to attract his attention. Zhang Xiao touched the mustache on his chin. Leaving aside the situation of drug leakage, as far as Zhang Jiayu's case is concerned, it would be fine if her mother's illness was pneumonia, which would be a simple matter. However, if it is tuberculosis, it requires a combination of multiple antibiotics for more than half a year, and several of the most effective first-line drugs, such as isoniazid and rifampicin, cannot be produced by ourselves. Most of the antibiotic varieties of the Senate are mass-produced in Danzhou Pharmaceutical Factory. He knew the price very well. In addition to internally allocated prices for public medical use, drugs sold purely commercially could only be cured by such rich people as tuberculosis.
Although it is not difficult to do this with his connections in the medical department, he still owes other elders a huge favor. What's more, quite a few people in the Senate are disgusted with the practice of collecting historical celebrities.
Zhang Xiao, who has a technical background, is more down-to-earth and does not want to rely on others. He said: "It's easy to say it's easy, but it's difficult to say it's difficult. It's just that you and I are strangers, so there must be a reason to help you."
Zhang Jiayu knew that the county magistrate was setting the price. When it comes to money, although his family is not poor, he is not rich either. Australians are based on industry and commerce, so they don't need a few of his money. When it comes to name, his most prominent identity is just that he is a scholar from the Ming Dynasty, and he is not considered a scholar. What a big shot. No one gave him the Wanmin Umbrella, and the most he could get was Zhang Jiayu, who would "cry tears of gratitude". When it comes to people, Australians recruit people through the civil service examination. No matter what your fame is, you don’t look down on them, the literati of the previous dynasty; you are not a peerless beauty...
Could it be that he glanced at Zhang Xiao with a mustache in fear and felt something was wrong in his heart.
Zhang Xiao originally had an expression that was half-smiling, but when he saw the scholar in front of him suddenly showed a look of panic in his eyes, he realized that his expression was quite greasy, which meant "you don't want so-and-so either". He quickly corrected his attitude and said with a serious face: "As long as you can give a reasonable reason, I will definitely help you."
Zhang Jiayu felt relieved when he saw his stern expression. After much thought, he decided that he had to help the new county magistrate to be a good parent-official to impress him, so he said: "The Xiaomin family has lived in Dongguan for a long time, and they are very familiar with the people of Guangzhou. The Xiaomin are not talented and often travel with Caoze wealthy people. , and have some proficiency in writing and writing. If the chief does not dislike it, the common people are willing to do the work of dogs and horses and let them be driven as they please."
Zhang Xiao pretended to be thinking. The analysis materials sent by the relevant departments said that among the "three loyalties", Zhang Jiayu is the most likely to be used by the Senate. It just needs the right opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, you might as well go with the flow and give him a favor.
As the saying goes, the easier it is to get something, the less you cherish it. Zhang Xiao didn't want Zhang Jiayu to mistakenly think that asking an elder to do something was such a simple matter. He had to make him understand how serious this favor was, so he asked: "Young man, do you know what you are asking for?" What is it?"
"Medicine." Zhang Jiayu said.
Zhang Xiao shook his head, "It's not medicine, it's life! It's the right to live! In this world, there are countless people who need the same medicine at any moment, but the output is only so much. If others use it, you can't use it. If you use it, others will use it. No. How do you think it should be distributed?"
After Zhang Xiao broke through this layer of window paper, Zhang Jiayu fell silent. He understood that what he asked for might not be something of great value to the Australian chief minister, but for other people who wanted it, it was the difference between life and death. .
Zhang Xiao continued: "A society must decide who will eat roast suckling pig and who will eat dirt. It must also decide who will ride the red flag carriage and who will ride the donkey cart. The opinions of hundreds of schools of thought are nothing more than one. The core question is how to allocate scarce resources? Taoism advocates that everyone should eat soil, at least let the common people only know that there is soil in the world. Confucianism advocates distribution from top to bottom according to levels. What class you are in will get what you get. No matter what kind of distribution, everything can be predicted. Whether it is eating roast suckling pig or eating dirt, everyone can be calm. Legalists advocate that everyone should do their best, distribute according to their work, and implement performance bonuses. Buddhists advocate that you should not fight in this life, and accept everything. , I will give you unlimited resources in the next life. Since you are familiar with the classics and history, you should know that the way to govern the country in the past dynasties is nothing more than external Confucianism and internal law, mixed with Taoism and Buddhism. What kind of natural principles and human desires are preached by the great Confucianists... to conscience, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality... Haha." He sneered.
Zhang Jiayu had read a lot of Australian books, but had never heard of such an interpretation. She couldn't help but be shocked, not because of how shocking the experience was, but because of the elder's attitude.
