Xuan Tianming was in a good mood these days. Firstly, his soldiers had basically recovered from the heat and had gradually adapted to the climate after the most difficult few days. Secondly, the people of Shaping City were very supportive of Dashun. So far, no troublemakers had been found. Instead, they got along very well with the Dashun soldiers. Normal life had been restored in Shaping City. Various shops were reopened, and people went shopping and strolling on the streets as usual, just like before, as if the battle a few days ago had never been fought, which was very reassuring.
As his mood improved, he also wanted to talk to Jiang Xuan. So he raised his hand to let the two soldiers not take the people away, and then said: "The morale of 300,000 troops? Why should I want it? Even if I want the morale of Lao Ba, I will not be able to sleep well, and I don't know how many times a day he will cause trouble for me. Just like you, you don't stay in Biannan honestly, but have to come to me to find trouble. The 500,000 people of Gu Shu were all beaten back to Jueping City by me. I don't mind defeating the 300,000 of you. Remember, in my eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is my own people, and the other is not you! If you want to trip me up, you will never have this chance in your next life! Don't think that I don't know that you have already revealed the whereabouts of this guy to Gu Shu. I just haven't freed up my hands to deal with you. People who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country, Dashun doesn't want them!"
After he finished speaking, he snorted coldly and said to the two soldiers, "Since Deputy General Jiang does not want to return to Beijing, he will be detained first. After all those who have collaborated with the enemy and committed treason in the Biannan Army are found, they will be dealt with together. Or..." He smiled evilly, "If Deputy General Jiang wants to reduce his crime, I welcome you to report him." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and ignored Jiang Xuan's screams. Until the soldiers dragged the man away and the tent became quiet, he spoke to Xi Fang again, "Send someone to check the Biannan Army. It is impossible that 300,000 people are of the same mind as him. There must be some people who are leading the trouble. Arrest those people, and give the rest the right to make their own choices. But remember, the organization of the Biannan Army is independent, and absolutely no one is allowed to mix into our army."
Xifang stood at attention and received the order, then went down to carry it out immediately.
Song Kang had almost finished fiddling with the syringe, muttering, "Master has long said that the people on the Eighth Prince's side are all ambitious. Those who are captured...why not leave them to me for **experiments!" Song Kang had heard about some new organ replacement surgeries from Feng Yuheng, and he was itching to get his hands on them. He had asked Xuan Tianming several times for some prisoners of war from Ancient Shu.
However, he described the operation too bloody, even Xuan Tianming frowned after hearing it, and never agreed. But this time when Song Kang mentioned it again, he nodded and said, "Okay. The ancient Shu people are the ancient Shu people after all, they fought for their country, there is nothing wrong with that. But some people are clearly my Dashun people, but they are turning their elbows outward, so don't blame me for treating them like beasts. I promise you that after I find out the traitors, I will give them all to you, you can do whatever you want to them!"
Song Kang jumped three feet high with joy and went out happily carrying the medicine box. He was going to find Xifang and have a good talk with him. He must find the traitor as soon as possible.
Since taking Shaping City, Xuan Tianming decided to conserve his energy and not attack Jueping City again in the short term. Firstly, the army really needed more time to adapt to the climate of the desert, and secondly, he didn't have enough manpower. It was already a bit difficult to manage Shaping, and taking Jueping would easily create a situation where they could attack but not defend.
He had already sent a letter to Feng Yuheng, asking her to select some useful talents from the Ji'an County area when she came to the South Border, especially civil servants. Those without experience could learn slowly, but they must be those who were willing to serve the court and were loyal to them, and who could stay in the desert for a long time and had good physiques.
During the period of waiting, he was not idle. Knowing that Fu Ya had opened a Baicaotang in Lanzhou, he had sent many people to Lanzhou City to seek medical treatment. As a result, the Baicaotang in Lanzhou was already overwhelmed.
Fake is fake, how can it be as capable as Feng Yuheng's Baicaotang? Facing the large number of injured people who seemed to be coming in an endless stream, the doctors of Lanzhou Baicaotang were overwhelmed. Fang Rujiang went to Feng Mansion several times to ask Fu Ya to come, but Fu Ya dared not go out. The saliva of the people outside could drown her. She could only shrink in the mansion and refused to see anyone.
Feng Jinyuan did not wait for Ji Lingtian to come to her house as promised. She even sneaked out of the house and went to the prefectural government, but found that the officials at the gate of the prefectural government had been replaced by soldiers. Judging from their clothes, they were the same group of people brought by Xuan Tianming. She came back in shock again.
If Fu Ya didn't go to Baicao Tang, it would be difficult for Fang Rujiang to support the business alone, but Baicao Tang couldn't be closed like this. His master, the Ninth Prince, had given an order that the purpose of opening Baicao Tang was to arouse public anger. It would be boring to keep it quiet, so there had to be some waves to make it truly useful.
On this day, a peddler came to Lanzhou, who was said to be from Kyoto. The goods he brought were all jewelry and sundries, but for the people of the southern border, those things were very new, and the styles were very different from those here, and they were obviously good things at first glance.
The peddler stopped his carrying pole on the street opposite Baicao Hall. He explained to people how difficult it was for him to bring these things from the capital, and why they were more expensive. From time to time, he looked at Baicao Hall opposite and the long queue in front of it.
Someone noticed that he was very concerned about Baicaotang, so he asked, "You are a peddler, why do you keep running a clinic instead of selling goods?"
Someone also asked him, "I heard there is a Baicaotang in the capital, is it true?"
When the peddler heard people asking this question, he nodded repeatedly: "Of course it is true, the Baicaotang in the capital is a well-known place in the whole Dashun, it was opened by Princess Ji'an herself! That place is not just a clinic, the people in the capital have changed their name to call it Baicao Hospital. At first it was just a small medicine shop, but later it expanded greatly, and nearly ten shops nearby were acquired by Baicaotang. Not only do they sell pills and sweet granules prepared by the princess herself, but they also give people injections, infusions, and surgeries. There is even an inpatient area on the second floor of the hospital, with doctors and nurses taking care of patients all day long, which is very thoughtful. By the way, you don’t know what infusion and surgery are, right?"
When the peddler mentioned Baicaotang, he was even more excited than talking about his goods, and he introduced it to people one after another, including the mountain villa built by Feng Yuheng in the suburbs of Beijing, and the medicinal herbs he planted in the wasteland. He also told people: "In addition to seeing doctors and prescribing medicine, Baicaotang also takes good care of poor people. Some herbs are broken and not good in appearance, but the medicinal effects are the same. Rich people are unwilling to buy them, so the princess asked the clerks of Baicaotang to pack them with gauze and give them to poor people for free, and they can still cure diseases."
He described the situation of Baicaotang in Beijing in great detail, and gradually, more and more people gathered around to listen. The people of Lanzhou who had never been to Beijing in their lives listened to his description and felt as if they were already in Baicaotang in Beijing. Everyone was yearning for it.
Someone sighed: "The people of Beijing are so blessed! With the existence of Baicao Hospital, what disease can't be cured? There is no need to drink bitter medicine soup, and there is an anesthetic that is better than Ma Fei San. The people of Beijing are so lucky!"
The peddler shook his head after hearing this, "Hey! You can't say that! Isn't Baicaotang already opened in Lanzhou? I heard that all the clinics in the world called Baicaotang in Dashun are opened by Princess Ji'an. If someone else wants to open a clinic with this name, the local government will definitely not agree. This is something the emperor has ordered. Look, Lanzhou now has Baicaotang, why are you still envious of the people in the capital?"
When he said this, the people began to lament again: "Even if there is Baicaotang, it is still different from the capital!"
Then, people started to complain about Baicaotang in Lanzhou. The peddler was surprised. "You said there are no injections, infusions or surgeries here? And Princess Ji'an has obviously come to Lanzhou, but she is not willing to come here to treat patients? Impossible!" He shook his head repeatedly. "Although I have been selling goods abroad for a long time, I am still a Kyoto native. I have been in Beijing for a long time and I am very familiar with Princess Ji'an and Baicaotang. Princess Ji'an never cares about status when treating patients. She treats if they are not injured, and Whether it is a commoner or a noble, as long as a good person asks her for help, she will personally help. I have personally seen the princess save people and not ask for medical fees for no less than three times. How could it be like what you said! If it is really like what you said, then in my opinion, this Baicaotang is fake, and the princess in Lanzhou is also fake." He said while fiddling with his goods, and muttered: "I heard that Princess Ji'an left Beijing, but she went to her fiefdom of Ji'an County. When did she run to Lanzhou?"
Someone heard this and quickly said, "It came during the New Year."
"What?" The peddler was shocked, and then shook his head like a wave drum: "Impossible, impossible, coming to Lanzhou on New Year's Day is even more impossible. Princess Ji'an was still in Beijing on New Year's Day. We ordinary people have seen her on the streets of Beijing. She also attended the palace banquet on New Year's Day. How could she come to Lanzhou? You must have recognized the wrong person!"
"Ah!" People immediately reacted when they heard this. Fake? Could it be really fake? Someone remembered, "The day His Highness the Ninth Prince entered Lanzhou, he also said something in front of the Feng Mansion. Do you remember?"
Those who happened to hear it that day nodded and said, "His Highness the Ninth Prince said so, and we also doubted it. Now we hear what this peddler said... Folks, could it be that we have been deceived? Is the Princess Ji'an in Lanzhou City a fake?"
"But Lord Ji admitted it! Lord Ji is the governor of Lanzhou and has been to the capital. It is impossible for him not to recognize Princess Ji'an. Even he admitted it, how could it be false?"
"Oh my! Madam, do you still want to listen to Master Ji's words? Don't you see that the prefectural government has been surrounded by His Majesty the Ninth Prince's army? Master Ji has been locked up inside. Who knows, he might be in cahoots with that fake princess, and his purpose is to make money!"
People had different opinions, but they had basically concluded that Fu Ya was a fake princess. At a corner of the street, a woman wearing a veil was leaning against the wall. She was startled by what she heard and started fighting...
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