Farmer of Shu Han

Li Yi opened the letter and read it for a while, then raised his head and gave Xu Xun a strange look.

Then he turned his head and said to Feng Yong with a smile, "Brother, there is news about Zhang Changsha's descendants."

"Zhang Changsha?"

Feng Yong frowned, thought for a while before realizing it, and gave Xu Xun a strange look, "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

When Li Yi returned to Hanzhong from Nanzhong, he mentioned this matter to him.

He said that Xu Ci was entrusted to ask about this matter, but Xu Ci just vaguely said that he would do his best, and Feng Yong and Li Yi no longer had any hope.

And at the very beginning, he really wanted to establish a medical system through Zhang Zhongjing's descendants.

But since he had the heir trained by Hua Tuo himself, and Amei had two medical books of Zhang Zhongjing in his hands, he was not so urgent about this matter, and even gradually forgot about it later.

Unexpectedly, Xu Ci could still remember this matter all the time.

Glancing at Xu Xun, Feng Yong looked at Xu Xun thoughtfully and asked, "Xu Zhong's order, what did it say?"

"Brother, let's take a look too."

Li Yi handed over the letter, "After Zhang Changsha passed away, it seems that a lot of things happened to the Zhang family in Lingnan."

After coming for so long, Feng Yong can finally read all kinds of official documents and letters from this era.

Xu Ci also had a heart, and the above described in detail the situation of the descendants of Zhang Zhongjing in Lingnan today.

The surname of Nanyang County is the Zhang family, and Zhang Zhongjing came from the Zhang family in Nanyang County, so he had the opportunity to become the prefect of Changsha.

But for the mainstream society at that time, Zhang Zhongjing was an outlier.

How could the Zhang family of Nanyang County tolerate such humiliating things when they were the prefect of a county but were willing to run a lowly job? So they sent people to persuade them many times, but the two sides always broke up unhappy.

Later, Zhang Zhongjing even left the Zhang family directly.

However, because of his medical practice, he couldn't even be an official, so he took his family to Lingnan to live in seclusion.

There are many malaria epidemics in Lingnan, and Zhang Zhongjing has excellent medical skills. He cured many people in Lingnan, and after his death, the people set up a shrine.

It is a pity that after Zhang Zhongjing's death, his descendants were torn apart because of his practice of medicine. Some returned to Nanyang and wanted to return to their ancestors, while others gave up practicing medicine and just wanted to guard Zhang Zhongjing's ancestral hall in Lingnan.

As for those who wanted to continue practicing medicine, there was no one—there might be, but the successor patriarch of the Zhang family in Lingnan refused to let him go, and the news from the Zhang family in Lingnan said that Zhang Zhongjing did not have any medical books handed down.

"absurd!"

Feng Yong threw the letter paper on the case table, and said slightly annoyed, "The shrine of Zhang Changsha was erected because of his medical skills to save the common people."

"Now his descendants regard the practice of medicine as a scourge, but they say they want to guard his ancestral hall in peace. It's absurd!"

As for Zhang Zhongjing's statement that there are no medical books handed down, it is even more absurd. Could it be that the two medical books in hand were written by others?

After hearing this, Xu Xun slandered endlessly in his heart: practicing medicine is a lowly profession. Is it wrong for people not to practice lowly professions?

"Only by setting up an ancestral hall can we raise the reputation of the family. The Zhang family in Lingnan was separated from the Zhang family in Nanyang. The foundation is shallow. Guarding the ancestral hall can be regarded as having a foundation."

"In addition to Zhang Changsha's prestige among the people during his lifetime, if he manages it well, he may not be able to take root and form his own line. If he practices medicine again, he will fall into the ranks of the poor. How can the current Patriarch of the Zhang family in Lingnan Will the members of the clan be allowed to practice medicine again?"

Li Yi gave Feng Yong an analysis.

Feng Yong nodded, "That's the reason, but I just feel a little nervous."

Glancing at Li Yi, he forced a smile, "I made Wenxuan laugh."

After speaking, he let out another long sigh.

How many people have been saved by a book of Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases?

According to the historical trajectory, if it wasn't for decades later, someone saw the remnants of this book by chance and tried their best to restore it, I am afraid that this masterpiece of classical medicine will probably be lost in the long river of history. Like those things, they quietly annihilated.

Even so, it was only half restored in the end, and the remaining half has never been known.

Low karma, cheap karma, cheap karma of your mother!

Feng Yong cursed in his heart.

The masses of the people are the promoters of historical progress.

And the hero is just the leader who happens to meet.

It's just how powerful the power of the world is, even if Feng Yong does his best, at most he can steal the concept within his own control, remove the lowly status and change it to a good one.

One way to change the humble status of farmers and workers is to make an improvement to the Confucian thought of governing the country-for Feng Yong, this move is even more difficult than traveling again.

How can it be so easy to make a statement?

What's more, to speak up for the cheap workers in the head of Guizhou?

Another way is to directly resort to the horse beard theory: to liberate productive forces, develop productive forces, and use productive forces to promote (reversely force) changes in production relations.

And this method is also very difficult. It is hopeless if the family is not smashed to pieces.

Because the aristocratic family will instinctively suppress agriculture, industry and commerce in order to maintain their privileges, which indirectly suppresses the development of productivity.

It is not for nothing that the famous saying "If you are not a good looker, you are a good doctor" came out in the Song Dynasty when the aristocratic family was completely disintegrated.

No matter how much the later generations criticize the weak martial arts of the Song Dynasty, they will all nod in recognition of the brilliance of its culture.

Because of the spread of knowledge and the decentralization of knowledge interpretation, this is the basis for the rise of scholar-bureaucrats, so later it is said that scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor ruled the world together.

But the exclusivity of imperial power is innate, and when the "big Zhu hoof" proposed the self-castration version of Confucianism, the emperor quickly carried it forward.

In the Song Dynasty, due to the chaos of the country by generals in the Tang Dynasty, the emphasis was on literature over military affairs, and in the Ming Dynasty, the power of officials was weakened due to the weakness of the Song imperial power. Both are suspected of overcorrecting.

It was this self-castration of Confucianism that made a part of the lowly industries that had been liberated in the Northern Song Dynasty be tightly bound again.

And in this era, how difficult it is for the Wei and Wu countries, who are in power in the family, to overthrow the family!

Only Shu, because of special historical reasons, is the weakest link of the family.

To seek a foothold in places where the enemy's ruling power is weak, Feng Yong once taught himself the dragon slaying technique he learned since childhood.

Li Yi knew very well that his elder brother sometimes acted strangely, so he didn't care about Feng Yong's words.

I saw him saying to Xu Xun, "Mr. Xu, this time, I really bothered Xu Zhongyiling. After you go back, please say something for Yi and Zhongyiling. I will definitely come to thank you in the future."

Xu Xun hurriedly said, "Why does Li Langjun have to be so polite? My lord said, it's just a matter of repairing a book. My lord always says, Li Langjun..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Yong above him again, and then he said expectantly, "Li Langjun... and Feng Langjun are rare talents among big men, so please get close to them."

Hearing this, not to mention Feng Yong, even Li Yi's expression was very strange.

On the other hand, Xu Xun, when he said this, he only felt his forehead rumbling and his face was burning hot, and he didn't even dare to look up at Feng Yong and Li Yi, for fear of seeing a mocking look on their faces.

As if after a very long wait, Feng Yong suddenly laughed, and Xu Xun gritted his teeth immediately: Even if I die, I will not be angry with this turkey!

Thinking like this, he suddenly raised his head, only to see Feng Yong smiling, looking extremely gentle.

"Xu Lang-jun's words are really flattering. What kind of talented person is, but everyone loves it. Thanks to Xu Lang-jun for not giving up, it is really an honor to be able to make friends with Xu Lang-jun forever."

Hearing this, Xu Xun saw the sincere expression on Feng Yong's face, his eyes became hot, and he felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead.

It turned out that some things were not as bad as I imagined.