Chapter 212 Leaving Home Young and Returning Old

"Dongyuan Ruins Park, the largest park in S City, officially opens to the public today!" Peng Shiliu, the curvaceous figure of Wuyou Media's Shijiazhuang branch, dressed in a little black dress, announced to her numerous fans in front of the camera. The background depicted a path covered in falling cherry blossoms. At the end of the path stood a red brick and green tiled courtyard, atop which hung a golden plaque proclaiming the "Dongyuan Cultural Research Center."

After drinking two cups of tea, Zhao Ding looked out the window at the bare trees and the gloomy sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The weather was cold and everything was dead.

I never paid much attention to Song Xiaozong's bitter tea, because I am not very interested in modern history, but when I saw him arguing with others, I felt that he was quite rigorous.

You should know that peaceful expression and the fact that you are talking to me here, although peaceful is in the handwriting, give different feelings to everyone.

Sometimes it is convenient, sometimes it is difficult to use. It liberates some productivity but I feel it is not enough and manpower is still needed.

To be honest, these are not the main points. The main point is that real painters rarely care about this.

This palace has long heard that since Annan was granted the grace of our dynasty and allowed to establish its country, it has been arrogant and self-righteous, claiming the throne of emperor and refusing to submit to the royal land. On the one hand, it has falsely sent envoys to the capital to submit, and on the other hand, it has secretly gathered bandits and so on.

Your Majesty has repeatedly tolerated the invasion of our Ming territory, hoping that they would repent and reform. Until now, the people of Annan have regarded your Majesty's kindness as weakness, repeatedly trampling on it, and even intensifying their violence. Now, your Majesty's kindness has come to an end. This palace, under the order of the Emperor, has established the Zhenguo Mansion and built a Ya.

As the crown prince, I have shared the worries of my father and the emperor. Now that Your Majesty has been humiliated by Annan, and the people of the border areas have been bullied by Annan, the only thing left is to comfort the people and punish the criminals, and to kill the disloyal ones. The king of Annan is a traitor, who is wantonly violent and cruel, and has abused his country.

I also regard him as a thorn in my side, a thorn in my flesh. A mere clown, his crimes are monstrous. If this thief is not punished, what use is there in the army? I hereby appoint Fang Jinglong, Marquis of Pingxi, as General of the Expeditionary Forces. Lead your troops south to defeat this thief! All the departments of the Zhenguo Prefecture shall march in unison...

Even though Ruan Jia was fighting against AI artists some time ago, and the comments section said that the stars of humanity were shining, the problem is that AI never thought of replacing people like Ruan Jia...

He didn't like the cold winter months. He probably didn't like it either. He couldn't help but sigh and mutter to himself, "It's going to snow in a few days. If that happens and it causes a snowstorm, who knows how many people and animals will freeze to death."

The ancients were actually quite cold-resistant. After all, in that era, there was no air conditioning, no heating, and even very few warm clothes. People would gradually adapt to the cold weather. This was different from later generations. People in later generations were used to a life of luxury and didn't feel anything even if they wore sweaters. They still felt their hands and feet were cold.

What officials in the court and scholars opposed most was luxury and waste. No matter how good or exquisite your product was, Confucians would strongly resist it. They thought it was a strange and lewd skill. But this kind of fabric was different.

Yuwen Xuzhong first dried all the barks, and then ordered people to crush them into ashes.

The bark ash obtained from this first batch weighed about 100 kilograms.

It may not seem like much, but if it is mixed with other medicines, such as lime alkali used to make quinine, Artemisia annua, etc., you can probably get about 300 kilograms of medicine.

In fact, in later generations, the real anti-malarial magic weapon was artemisinin developed by Ms. Tu Youyou. However, with Yu Wenxuzhong's half-baked level, it was undoubtedly a pipe dream to want to extract artemisinin from Artemisia annua.

Although pure Artemisia annua has an auxiliary effect in antimalarial treatment, it cannot be made into a specific medicine and can only be used as an auxiliary medicine. However, the local natives were very dissatisfied with this. After the Annan people encroached on the land, they drove the original natives out.

The natives suffered greatly from the stationing of troops and horses, but the natives knew that they had rebelled against the Ming court, and the Annan people did not seem to be worried. They went to file a complaint with the Ming court.

Hundreds of people worked day and night, and by the third day, this simple quinine was finally ready.

Three hundred kilograms of quinine, with its medicinal properties, is actually enough to deal with the current epidemic.

Generally, the dosage of medicine is only a few grams, and not everyone needs to take medicine, unless they are seriously ill patients. If their body can handle it, then let them handle it first.

Of course, to eliminate epidemics, specific medicines alone are not enough, and disease prevention and treatment are also necessary.

At first, people didn't know where the epidemic came from. They just thought it was caused by the unfamiliar climate and soil. People had a natural fear of disease. Some even thought it was a plague sent by God, so they allowed the epidemic to spread at any time.

Some people, after getting sick, do not find the correct treatment, but instead seek random treatment, take many medicines that they should not take, or do things that are not helpful but harmful instead of helpful. Eventually, the minor illness turns into a major one, and the major illness directly leads to death.

You must be feeling very unhappy, so you need to find something to relieve your boredom. As the saying goes, people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. There will always be all kinds of unsatisfactory things in the world. If you receive any news, you'd better hold on.

You reap what you sow. Good people are always rewarded. The ancients were right...

Although Chinese medicine at that time was much more advanced than the so-called medical skills of the Portuguese, it was not to the point of killing witches everywhere when there was a plague, or directly using bloodletting therapy. No matter what the disease was, they would first let out a few pounds of blood. If it was still not enough, they would then let out a few more pounds.

Because most of the natives here are members of the Liu family, the Pingxi Marquisate insisted that this place was under the jurisdiction of the Guizhou Regional Military Commission.

But for the Annan people, they naturally knew that the Ming court would not have much interest in these wild lands.

Over the years, they have encroached step by step and actually occupied a lot of "unowned land". Local officials have always felt that it is better to have less trouble than more. After all, this is a wild land, and God knows where it belongs.

Now that we have conquered Annan, it is imperative to destroy Annan. We don’t need to take the rudeness of a few envoys to heart. The most urgent task is to take Annan. I think that although Annan is small,

But it is a tough nut to crack and must not be taken lightly. The vanguard entering Annan this time is only the Guizhou troops, which is far from enough. Order the Qianguo Mansion in Yunnan to send troops to assist. The Ministry of War will immediately draft a charter to mobilize food and troops and be ready to advance at any time. I want to gather 300,000 troops.

I think when Wolf Father and I were running in the fields, the blue sky was beautiful and the clear stream was beautiful. I like this feeling. Maybe this is what you humans call beauty.

Perhaps due to the limitations of the objective environment, world history does not have as deep an understanding of the hot issues of each period as Chinese history.

But after all, in this era, people had basically no knowledge of modern medicine, and many so-called epidemics often had incorrect treatments, leading to large-scale deaths.