"Send someone to reply to Doctor Dai and tell him that I have the important responsibility of inspecting the flood in Susong. If the flood is not eliminated for a day, I will not be allowed to return to the capital." Zhu Su rubbed his eyebrows. This Divine Doctor Dai is usually fine, but when it comes to medicine, he is a medical idiot and can't care about anything else.
I don’t know how many days this statement can appease him. But for a pure person like him, I must respect him and yearn for him in my heart.
Never lose etiquette.
"Yes. Your Highness." Gou'er responded respectfully. After hesitating for a moment, Fang opened his mouth and said, "...Does His Highness have any plans for today?"
"If there are no arrangements, Divine Doctor Dai will definitely come to the garden again to discuss medical knowledge with you..."
"..." Zhu Su suddenly felt overwhelmed. It was the same situation a few days ago. Although Dai Sigong was told that he could not return to Beijing for the time being, when he saw that Zhu Su had some free time, he took Zhu Su with him to discuss the so-called medical knowledge.
Poor Zhu Su only had a little bit of ink in his stomach. He was not a professional medical student. He just saw a few words while surfing the Internet in his previous life. At most I have read a few pages of "The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook".
The little bit of knowledge that Dai Sigong had has long been squeezed dry, what else can he say?
However, Dai Sigong thought that he was from a different person and must have great medical skills, so he kept looking for some obscure medical classics and pharmacopoeias to confirm and discuss with him.
Poor Zhu Su, who knows what "the emperor, his ministers, and his envoys are all useful?" Hearing this made him dizzy, which was even more drowsy than listening to Master Song Lian's Confucianism class.
But now, at the Refugee Office in the west of the city, he basically has nothing to do. As the prefect, Wei Guan naturally took over the errand of managing Chengxi after it got on the right track. He is also a capable eunuch and a legitimate parent official. He has several servants in charge and implements the requirements in the "Epidemic Prevention Guide" in an orderly manner.
It turned out that a guy with a lower eye than Zhu Laowu did a better three-pointer. If we go to the west of the city at this time and have nothing to do, we might even cause trouble to the prefect Wei.
How about going to the streets to listen to books and watch plays... But I have already listened to Luo Guanzhong's story books over and over again several times. Those "anti-war story books" adapted from "Shihao Officials" and "Tongguan Officials" have long been in Suzhou The city is popular. Luo Guanzhong deserves to be called Luo Guanzhong. He portrays the misery and helplessness of ordinary people in troubled times in a penetrating and tear-jerking manner.
Which common people in Suzhou today have not experienced the dark and difficult era under the rule of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty? They naturally have a stronger sense of immersion in these plays. Every time someone listens to the book and watches the play, they burst into tears thinking about the sad events in the past.
However, although Luo Guanzhong's scripts are good, his production speed is really slow...perhaps because he is too striving for perfection. Each of these scripts is indeed a classic, and it is enough for people to savor it again and again.
But for Zhu Su, who has been "poisoned and tortured" by various movies and TV series in later generations, it is a bit... too boring to have to "play twice", "three times" or even "four or five times" with a lack of expressions.
Even because he felt that the update of Luo Guanzhong's storybook was too slow, Zhu Su even urged Luo Guanzhong to go out and ask Luo Guanzhong to use the "Huangchao Rebellion" in the Tang Dynasty as the background to describe an ambitious man who incited the people to start a war in order to realize his desire for power. , causing a hard-working and honest ordinary citizen to be carried away, and in the end he was even crushed alive by Huang Chao's army and turned into military rations.
"On the eighth day of the ninth month when autumn comes, I will kill all the flowers after they have bloomed. The incense array will reach the sky and penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be filled with golden armor."
Huang Chao's domineering anti-poem has been despised by thousands of people in Susong today. Everyone is extremely disgusted with Huang Chao, an ambitious man who sacrificed countless people for his own selfish interests. Some people even got too involved in the performance and were filled with righteous indignation. They rushed up and wanted to beat the actor playing Huang Chao to death.
Although in Zhu Su's view, this kind of "Huangchao Rebellion" written with stereotypes has no storyline, there is no doubt that this kind of drama, in which evil people are evil to the end and good people are miserable to the end, is more suitable for today. The impression of good, bad, loyal and traitorous in the minds of the people of the Ming Dynasty. Under Luo Guanzhong's wonderful writing, Suzhou City successfully set off an "anti-war" and "war-weary" craze.
If someone incites civil unrest at this time, I am afraid the first thing Su Song people will think of is whether they will be made into military rations by the man-eating demon "Huang Chao"...
Although the people's hearts have not yet turned towards the Zhu family, they have already "tilted" in the direction Zhu Su wants.
"We can't go to Xicheng. I'm tired of watching this show... Where else can we go to hide away..." Zhu Su was thinking while eating his breakfast. Suddenly he remembered something and said: "That place outside the city." How are the more than a thousand soldiers training?"
"Your Highness, Duke Chang has been training the soldiers outside the city." Gou'er replied. "It's been half a month now. I think it should have some results."
"That's true when I think about it! I haven't seen Brother Chang for a long time. For both emotional and logical reasons, I should go to the military camp outside the city for a visit." Zhu Su stood up and said. Previously, Chang Mao, Wei Guan and others were worried that the surrender troops were not fully motivated and could not be used, and it was more dangerous outside the city, so they advised Zhu Su not to go outside the city.
Now that they have been practicing for so long, those soldiers should be able to be used. I just happened to go there to hide... ah, no, I went there to take a look around.
As soon as he left, Zhu Su immediately called the dog to call Wu Wangwei, followed him to protect him, and set off for the military camp outside the city. By the way, Shen Wang was also asked to prepare food and wine, so that he could put in a lot of work. Wu Wangwei prepared very quickly, and soon Zhu Su's team left Shenyuan and went straight to the west gate of Suzhou Mansion. He quickly left the city gate and headed to the military camp outside the city.
Although it is only a small military camp with a thousand people, Chang Mao's family has a long history of learning. The camp here faces the water and has mountains at the back, so it is very rigorously built. Before reaching the camp gate, Zhu Su in the carriage heard shouts and shouts of drill coming from the camp. It seems that Chang Mao and Di Meng have not relaxed in the daily training of these more than a thousand people.
"May I ask who is here?" The soldiers at the gate of the camp asked respectfully, not daring to be rude when they saw Zhu Su and his party's luxurious carriages and horses, and the guards wearing helmets and armor.
"Let's go and report that His Majesty the King of Wu is here to work for the army." The dog jumped out of the carriage and said to the guard guard.
Hearing the word "King Wu", the guarding soldiers did not dare to neglect, kicked their buttocks with their heels, and hurriedly ran in to report. After a while, Chang Mao, Dimeng and several generals came out of the camp. "Hahahaha, Your Highness, you are here."
"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I miss you so much!"
"Brother Chang is quite at home in this military camp!" Zhu Su said with a smile, looking at the enthusiastic Chang Mao. "Even my complexion looks much better!"
"Hehe, our old Chang family was born to fight on the battlefield." Chang Mao smiled happily. "The Shen family's bird garden is made up of corals, flowers and trees. It's nice to look at, but it's cramped!"
"I'm always worried about getting bumped here and bumped there, making it uncomfortable and tight."
"In my heart, Lao Chang, it is indeed not as enjoyable as living in a military lieutenant school!"
(End of chapter)
