There are two medical clinics in the county, two doctors, and seven apprentices.
Except for one apprentice who was unfortunately killed, the others were lucky enough to escape.
At this moment, two doctors and six apprentices were cleaning the wounds of the injured soldiers one by one.
Instead of using spirits, they added anti-inflammatory and bactericidal traditional Chinese medicines such as honeysuckle, dandelion, and artemisia to boiled water.
After cleaning, wipe it clean, apply gold wound medicine, and finally wrap it with gauze.
Han Zhen only glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He ordered the soldiers to escort the prisoners of war to the county government office.
To be honest, although this peasant uprising disrupted his plans, it also helped a lot.
The landowners in each village were killed, and the wealthy merchants and gentry in the city were also massacred.
It was equivalent to helping Han Zhen remove obstacles.
Otherwise, Changzhi County would not cooperate, and he would not be able to take over the county seat so smoothly.
After working for more than half an hour, with the help of the yamen archers and the people in the city, the fires everywhere were finally put out.
There were not too many casualties among the civilians in the county. The wealthy gentry were the main focus of the rebel army to take care of. Even the domestic servants and maids were not spared.
At this time, it was already the fifth watch, and a misty light appeared in the sky.
Curls of green smoke rose from the embers, accompanied by bursts of crying, echoing over the county town.
After all the soldiers and government archers had been treated, Han Zhen said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, please help the people in the city to be treated as well. Don't worry, you will not be left waiting for the medicine."
In this era, doctors are a scarce commodity.
Han Zhen didn't want to scare them away.
Hearing this, Doctor Wang glanced at him thoughtfully, as if he had guessed something, and said, "Han Erlang, there is no need to do this. It is our duty to treat illnesses and save people."
Um?
Doctor Sun raised his eyebrows, looking surprised.
Doctor Wang usually behaves like "If you don't get the money for the medicine, your life will be guaranteed". Why did he suddenly change his attitude today?
Suddenly, Dr. Sun felt someone tugging at his clothes.
Turning around, he found that it was his little apprentice.
Just as he was about to scold him, he saw the young apprentice winking vaguely outside.
Following the young apprentice's gaze, he saw more than 2,000 prisoners of war squatting densely outside the county government office, as well as more than 200 soldiers covered in blood. He was suddenly startled, and a realization flashed through his mind.
Yes, yes.
No wonder Changzhi County has not shown its face until now.
No wonder those government archers would obey Han Er's orders.
It turns out that things have changed.
Thinking of this, Doctor Sun also hurriedly said: "What Doctor Wang said is true. We doctors should remember the sincerity of Sun Shenxian as a great doctor. How can we stand idly by when the county is facing a sudden disaster?"
"In that case, I'll leave it to you two."
Han Zhen smiled slightly, and then called a yamen servant: "Take two doctors to treat the people. If you need anything, come to me directly."
"yes!"
The officer responded with his hands raised.
Then, Han Zhen ordered: "Zhou Tian, bring the scribes from the yamen and count the casualties and losses of the people in the county."
Zhou Tian nodded and turned to the bookkeeping hall without saying a word.
Being timid also has its advantages. At least after a chaotic battle, he will be unscathed.
After leaving the county government office, Doctor Wang looked at the sky and sighed softly: "The sky has changed."
Hearing this, Doctor Sun on the side lowered his voice and said, "How come Han Er dares to come back after killing an official? Aren't you afraid that someone will go to the state capital to report him?"
"Who is going? Are you going?"
Doctor Wang glared at him.
Doctor Sun sneered: "Hey, I don't have that much free time."
Doctor Wang said angrily: "That's it! Besides, if Han Er hadn't come to help tonight, I don't know how many people would have died. No matter what, the people in the county will accept his favor."
"That's true."
Doctor Sun nodded in agreement.
No matter what, thousands of people in the county will inherit Han Zhen's life-saving grace.
And all those who wanted to report him had died in this turmoil.
The yamen servant walking in front banged his clapper and shouted: "Everyone who is injured, come here. Erlang of the Han family is looking for a doctor to treat you."
For a time, injured people kept coming.
This move successfully gained some favor for Han Zhen.
…
In the county government office.
Han Zhen had no time to rest, so he was sitting in the thin hall writing and drawing.
The peasant uprising tonight helped him a lot, but it also left a lot of mess.
Clerks and tax collectors were sent out to count the casualties in the county, leaving only one Hong Yasi on standby.
Glancing at Nie Dong, who was guarding him like a door god, and then secretly glancing at Han Zhen, Hong Yasi felt uneasy.
"Hong Yasi!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the hall.
Hong Yasi was shocked and quickly raised his hands and said: "My subordinate is here!"
Just listen to Han Zhen's instructions: "Recruit a hundred people from the city and transport all the corpses in the county to the mass graves outside the city for burial. Anyone who recruits will be given 20 cents per person."
Tonight, there are no less than a thousand corpses in the county.
Such hot weather will definitely breed plague over time and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible.
"yes!"
Hong Yasi responded and ran out of the hall as if running away.
As soon as he left, Zhou Tian and a group of scribes came back.
"Han..."
Zhou Tian was about to speak, but paused.
He wanted to call Han Er, but he didn't think it was appropriate.
Seeing this, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Just call me County Magistrate from now on!"
He does not mean that.
Nie Dong, who was standing by the door, was greatly shocked at this moment.
"It will change in the future."
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall what Han Zhen had said to him when he first went to Xiaowang Village.
It didn't take long for him to change from village chief to county chief.
What about some time later?
The leader of a continent, the leader of a road, the official...
hiss!
Nie Dong was shocked, but a feeling of expectation rose in his heart.
What if... what if it happens.
Zhou Tian didn't think too much, nodded repeatedly and said: "Oh. County magistrate, the casualties and losses of the people in the county have been calculated."
"Say it."
Han Zhen put down the brush in his hand.
The scribe on the side immediately reported: "Three hundred and twenty-nine people in the county were killed, forty-seven were seriously injured, and about four hundred were slightly injured. In addition, some people took advantage of the chaos to escape from the city, and it is impossible to count them at the moment. A total of twenty-one houses were burned down, and the homes of wealthy gentry such as Qin, Liu, Zhang, and Xu were slaughtered and looted. In addition, shops in the east and west cities were also looted."
Han Zhen asked: "How much money will be recovered?"
The scribe answered truthfully: "A total of more than 63,200 strings have been recovered."
Most of this money was from the wealth of the wealthy gentry.
In the past, they, subordinate officials, would have used their hands to make a small fortune.
But this time no one dared to reach out.
Those soldiers are staring at each one, who dares?
Do you really want money at the expense of your life?
Han Zhen pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Half of it will be charged to the army account, and the other half will be used to compensate the people in the county for their losses, as well as to reward the Yamen and village heroes who were recruited to fight."
Military and political affairs must be separated and must not be confused.
Some time ago, Han Zhen set up warehouses and account books specifically for the army.
All expenditures in the army are made clear and clear.
"You and the scribes have also worked hard, and you will receive a reward of ten guan when the time comes."
Hit a stick and give a sweet date. Han Zhen has already mastered this skill.
"Thank you, County Magistrate!"
Sure enough, when they heard that they and others were also rewarded with ten guan of money, the scribes suddenly beamed with joy and thanked them one after another.
The ten-guan reward was considered to be quite generous to them, and it was done openly, unlike the black money they had gotten through extortion based on their identities in the past.
Han Zhen then ordered: "You will have to wait until you have a harder time to count the specific losses of the people in the county and screen them carefully. Don't let some merchants commit fraud."
"yes!"
The scribes all responded, turned around and left the hall.
Seeing that Zhou Tian was also going, Han Zhen called out: "Zhou Tian, you have other errands."
Zhou Tian asked: "What's the errand?"
"Go outside the city and call back those people in the county who have escaped."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tian's expression changed.
He was timid, and he had just experienced a rebellion, so he still dared to leave the city.
And there is no guarantee that there are remnants of the Turban Army outside the city.
Seeing this scene, Han Zhen turned to Nie Dong and ordered: "Nie Dong, arrange for ten cavalry to guard him."
…
The backyard of the county government office.
Chang Zhixian stayed up all night and sat in the yard eating tea.
There was just a cup of tea in my hand, but I never took a sip.
Now, the tea has already cooled down.
Chang Yukun's family was poor since he was a child, and his mother worked day and night to support him in his studies.
And he lived up to his expectations. At the age of nineteen, he became a Jinshi in high school and ranked first in the second class.
Looking back on those days, it can be said that we were in our prime and full of high spirits.
After you decide to become an official, you should strictly abide by Mr. Hengqu's words.
Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.
However, this wait is five years.
It was not until the age of twenty-four that, with the help of his classmates, he finally filled the vacancy and was appointed magistrate of the first county in Jinzhou.
After taking office, I discovered that being an official was not that easy.
The people are stupid, the subordinate officials are cunning, and the gentry and wealthy households are intertwined.
I want to show my ambition and do something practical for the people, but I find that there are many obstacles.
In the end, nothing could be done.
Today, looking back on the past, Chang Zhixian suddenly found that he had unknowingly turned into the most annoying person he had ever been.
A cowardly and greedy corrupt official who seeks personal gain!
Chang Zhixian frowned and recalled carefully.
When did it start?
Is it when you have struggled for five years in Tokyo, renting in alleys and alleys, relying on borrowed money to survive, and wishing you could break a penny in half and spend it?
Or was it when I was in office in Jinzhou and wanted to measure the land and clarify the household registration, but was told that the 800 black households were the serfs in the family who were sentenced by the state government?
Uncle Fu stood aside, looking worried.
"no!"
Just when he was about to persuade, he saw Chang Zhixian put down the tea cup and stood up suddenly.
He murmured to himself: "That rogue Han Eryi doesn't know anything about government affairs. If he acts recklessly, I'm afraid the people in the county will suffer disaster again."
After that, he quickly walked out of the backyard.
After Uncle Fu came to his senses, his expression changed and he trotted to catch up.
Han Er is now very powerful. If he is angered, the lives of their master and servant may be in danger.
Thinking of this, Fu Bo could not help but speed up his steps.
I never imagined that Changzhi County was walking so fast and disappeared in a flash.
When Uncle Fu caught up with him, he saw his own man, Alang, standing quietly outside the hall door, listening attentively.
"Alang..."
Uncle Fu called out in a low voice, but Chang Zhixian raised his hand.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to swallow his words.
The next moment, a group of scribes filed out.
When they saw Chang Zhixian standing by the door, the scribes were stunned and were about to salute and greet him.
Chang Zhixian waved his hand and said softly: "Don't be too polite, just go."
After the scribes left, he listened for a while, then stepped into the hall and said loudly:
"Both kindness and power, clear rewards and punishments, the methods are right, but they take it too much for granted. Do you know that these subordinate officials have all worked in the county government for generations. They have been exposed to blackmail and oppression of the people since they were young. Today, they have I'm afraid of your military power, so I don't dare to touch you. But in a few days, I'll be back to my old ways."
"How will you be doing then?"
(End of chapter)
