"Sun Da, is your wife still serving sickness in the temple?"
"Isn't it! It is said that my mother is in better health, and she will be able to go home in a few days!"
"It's your wife's sincerity! Thanks to the magic of the great monks in Huai'en Temple, they were able to trap the plague ghost!"
"This is not due to the monks, but the Buddha's blessing and no disaster!"
"What? There is still such a thing?"
"Isn't it, my wife told me that it was a Liang Langjun who got the Buddha's guidance to catch the plague ghost! You didn't see that the street walkers outside were wearing cloth towels, that thing is called 'Liangjin' ', it was passed down by Liang Langjun! As long as you wear it, you can prevent illness!"
"It's so amazing?!"
"Look at what you said, if it's not miraculous, how can there be only these people who have typhoid fever this year?"
"... Yes! If there was a major epidemic in the past years, who wouldn't let a few people die? Alas! Who would have thought that even a mere voles could kill people!"
"That's not it! My family killed two more yesterday, and they were thrown into the stove and burned! Don't tell me, it's no wonder that no one in the family of Sun Blacksmith has ever suffered from typhoid fever. This thing is afraid of fire!"
"I heard that there are still mosquitoes! I can't find wormwood outside recently, so I can only buy it at the pharmacy. Anyway, the ditch behind my house is filled. It is said that as long as there is no sewage, there will be no mosquitoes. "
"And this statement?! Hey, look, the Street Walker is here again!"
I saw two men in sackcloth and cloth towel carrying buckets and splashing them all the way. The water was limewater specially prepared in the hospital. As long as it was sprinkled, the diseased animals could not survive. There was a man at the back carrying a leather pocket and a half-human-length bamboo clip. If he saw a dead mouse or animal, he would immediately pick it up and throw it into the leather bag.
In such a group of three, they walked slowly through the street. Pedestrians on the road avoided one after another, and many of them folded their hands together and performed Buddha salutes. The people still think that this is the mage who helped them drive away the plague ghosts, and many monks joined the ranks of Jingjie, which made this rumor intensified.
Even the two people who have just said that they have a head and a tail can't help but salut. He waited until the Jingjie Walker was far away before he straightened up.
"It's really thanks to the Buddha and that Liang Langjun! Sun Da, you should ask your wife to ask, where is Liang Langjun, and what is his respect?"
"Of course, when my mother returns safely, I will ask for a god to be placed at home. If there is a blessing from the Buddha, those plague ghosts will definitely be avoided! I just hope that there will be no more epidemics this summer... "
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"Jiang Langjun, there have been no patients in the west of the city for five days, and most of the ten patients in the hospital have recovered. They can leave after only seven days."
Listening to the report from the steward below, Jiang Da let out a long breath. After nearly a month, the epidemic in the city was finally brought under control. Except for the only patients left in the hospital, this epidemic should have passed.
In just over 20 days, the hospital accommodated more than 560 patients. More than half of them died of the disease, and more than a dozen handymen and family members who took care of the patients died of accidental illnesses. However, such a figure is not worth mentioning compared to the number of people who died of the disease in previous years.
Outside the city, the fires continued to burn day and night. In the name of Chaos, many corpses and bedding and clothing used by patients were burned. The number of large and small earth kilns to practice lime has doubled, and many people have made windfalls, and even argyi leaves have become a medicine in short supply. However, the anti-epidemic measures that have been promoted one after another have actually saved the lives of countless people. In the later stage, it may be that the Buddha's enlightenment became more and more widely spread, and the wealthy families gave donations one after another, and more wandering monks and believers joined the handyman team. These human and material resources were used in the most critical places, and the epidemic was suppressed. go down.
It has been more than a hundred years since the end of the Han Dynasty, and this is the first time that the spread of typhoid fever has been artificially controlled. Such achievements are probably no less than Zhang Changsha's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases".
"Don't relax! Let the people from Jingjie pour lime water for another ten days. There are also a few handymen who can't leave the hospital immediately. They can only go home if they don't contract the disease. By the way, what about Zhong Wenzhou and Gu Shenxing?"
"Doctor Zhong is still seeing a doctor. Doctor Gu went to Guo Mansion, and it is estimated that he will be back in the afternoon." The steward replied immediately.
"Well, I have to let them know, remember to sort out the cases at hand and hand them over to the department." Jiang Da nodded.
Since my grandfather wrote to each family, those doctors have also responded. The Jiang family is the inheritance of Wang Xi's lineage. No one can ignore their experience of typhoid fever and the means of epidemic prevention. After taking such a favor and hearing about the righteous deeds of Jinyang Medical Liao, who can be indifferent
Therefore, many physicians also sent people to join the hospital. "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" has been handed down for nearly a hundred years. According to Zhang Changsha's prescriptions, an unknown number of prescriptions have been derived. Each family has its own medical theory. In the past, it might have taken a lot of time to argue, but now there are hundreds of patients dying in the hospital, and it is naturally the best place to experiment with prescriptions.
On an almost daily basis, physicians' knowledge of typhoid fever increases. In addition to those who did have mosquito bites or rat bite wounds, they also found several cases of patients with different symptoms. Under the similar symptoms, there are completely different etiologies, which also makes doctors pay attention to the things after the "epidemic". How many species are there? By what means of transmission? How to treat? Perhaps typhoid fever, the scope of which covers a wider range than they thought.
Whether to develop a panacea for all types of typhoid fever, or to give a prescription for the symptoms according to the pulse, everyone has their own choice. The implementation of masks and cumbersome disinfection methods have greatly reduced the infection rate of doctors and increased the enthusiasm of everyone. Jiang Da did not forget Liang Zixi's previous instructions and began to implement the case system in the medical house. In addition to diagnosis, all doctors write down the cases and prescriptions that they will handle themselves, and hand them over to Jiang Taiyi to sort out. I believe that it will only take a few months for a new medical book to be born, which will be circulated together with the epidemic prevention experience, benefiting all people.
These are all real achievements. After carefully explaining to the steward, Jiang Da breathed a sigh of relief and sat down without any manners. These days, he has almost exhausted his energy, so thin that his cheeks are sunken. But without this tempering, he may never have glimpsed the true way of typhoid fever. What a blessing for a physician!
These are all thanks to Liang Zixi! It's a pity that I have been busy in Jinyang recently, and I don't know how that person's health is? When he was done with all the things in the hospital, he rushed to the Liang Mansion and continued to take care of his body.
Just thinking about it, a message suddenly came from outside the door: "Jiang Langjun, Imperial Physician Jiang's frame is parked outside the door, so you can go there as soon as possible."
What? Jiang Da couldn't help getting up and walked quickly to the outside of the hospital. My grandfather is out of energy these days, so he only organizes cases in other hospitals. Why did you suddenly come to the hospital, what happened
Walking outside the door, sure enough, an ox cart was already waiting outside. Imperial Physician Jiang was sitting in the car. He lifted the curtain and looked here. When he saw Jiang Da, he immediately waved, "Da'er, get in the car quickly."
Not daring to be neglected, Jiang Da got into the car with three steps and two steps. Before he could sit firmly, the bullock cart started slowly. Looking at Imperial Physician Jiang's awe-inspiring face, Jiang Da's heart also hangs in the air: "Grandfather, what happened?"
"Wang Zhongzheng asked you and I to go to the Governor's Mansion together. Dongying Public Order, to summon us!"
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Before the big epidemic, Sima Teng, who was the governor of Bingzhou, left Jinyang early. Now that the epidemic has eased a little, he has just returned home. Just entering the side door, a burst of Ai Xiang rushes into the nostrils. However, unlike the clumsy method of burning moxa directly in ordinary people, the mugwort here is also mixed with other spices, which smells fresh and light, and is more effective in repelling mosquitoes.
In this elegant fragrance, Jiang Taiyi's grandchildren came to the backyard hall. I saw a man with a brocade robe and a crown on his head sitting on the main seat, next to Wang Wen, holding a stag tail and smiling to accompany him.
Imperial Physician Jiang did not dare to neglect, he stepped forward and saluted, "See Duke Dongying."
"Is this the imperial doctor Jiang who eliminated typhoid fever and relieved Jinyang from hanging upside down? Hurry up and get up." The man in the seat had a smile on his lips, looking like a polite corporal.
"How dare you take the miracle alone. Thanks to the support of Duke Dongying, Wang Zhongzheng is in the middle of the circle, and he has overcome the epidemic this time. The old man is just at the right time, and he should not be praised by Duke Dongying." After a ceremony, he got up and sat in the guest seat next to him.
As if very satisfied with the answer of Imperial Physician Jiang, Sima Teng shook the feather fan in his hand: "The incident in Jinyang surprised me greatly. It turns out that the world is afraid of typhoid fever like a tiger, and there is a way to overcome it. It is the season when typhoid fever is common. I want to bring the two of you to Beijing, meet the emperor, and spread this good law to the world."
Jiang Da, who was standing behind his grandfather, immediately blushed. You want to go to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit? Isn't this the perfect time for the Jiang family to return to Gongye! Since his grandfather's appointment, the Jiang family has run out of candidates to enter the Shaofu. Even if you are yourself, you have to wait for several years, and you will be eligible to enter Taichang when you are not confused. Being able to go to Luoyang now is something that I can't even imagine! And if you can meet the Son of Heaven, the epidemic prevention method will surely spread all over the world and benefit all peoples!
Jiang Da's heart was pounding, but Imperial Physician Jiang, who was sitting in front of him, said indifferently: "Dong Yinggong has a sincere heart, and this old man feels the same. It is not the work of my grandparents and grandsons to prevent and control the disease. There are still many doctors in the hospital, and they work together to achieve full success. The old man implores Duke Dongying to select more talented people from the hospital and accompany him to the capital. "
His words were extremely sincere and appropriate, Sima Teng looked at Imperial Physician Jiang for a moment, and had to admit that the old man was really pale, short of breath and weak. If he really went to Beijing with him, it would not be beautiful to die on the road. After thinking for a while, Sima Teng smiled and said, "As expected of someone Maoshen values. Well, let's recruit four more medical workers from the hospital and go to Beijing with Jiang Da."
"Thank you Duke Dongying for your mercy." Imperial Doctor Jiang immediately bowed his head and said, and Jiang Da hurriedly followed.
The important matter had already been agreed upon, and Sima Teng asked a few more questions about the situation in the medical dormitory, before he waved his fan and asked the grandparents of the Jiang family to retreat.
After waiting for him to leave the government office, Jiang Da couldn't help but ask, "Grandfather, why are you looking so solemn? Isn't it a good thing to go to Beijing?"
"No." Imperial Physician Jiang replied in a low voice, "Said in the car."
The two boarded the ox cart, and after the curtain was lowered, Imperial Physician Jiang sighed: "I never expected that Duke Dongying would go to Luoyang in person. Prince, things have changed... sigh, do you know who Sikong is in the court now?"
"Is... the King of the East Sea?" Even if he wasn't very familiar with the government, Jiang Da had heard of such a high-ranking official.
"It is the King of the East Sea! He is the brother of Duke Dongying. If Duke Dongying goes to Beijing, he will definitely not skip this elder brother. And the King of Donghai, who loves to talk, is a man of Taoism. Therefore, Dongying The Duke will definitely not mention the Buddha's dream, nor will he summon the monks of Huai'en Temple. Without the Buddha's dream, there are only doctors and doctors.
Only then did Jiang Da react, and he couldn't help but hurriedly said: "How can this be possible? If there is no Buddha's dream, how can those foolish people listen to the method of epidemic prevention? And Liang Zixi..."
Imperial Physician Jiang shook his head: "If I'm not mistaken, Duke Dongying will not let this method spread all over the world, but will use the means of epidemic prevention in Gongye. As long as the emperor's life can be saved, it is an extraordinary feat. Why waste energy for those ignorant people. Daer, I'm afraid it's not a good thing to go to Beijing this time..."
The situation in Luoyang is complicated, and is it something they can get involved in
"It would be fine if only the credit was taken away, but if you get involved in the court battle, you will be smashed to pieces. This time Duke Dongying will not let the Jiang family go. You must be careful when you go to Beijing, and don't listen to them. What you should listen to, and what you shouldn't say. Just treat yourself as dumb and deaf, and let Dongying go to the mercy of the public."
Listening to his grandfather's earnest teaching, Jiang Da was already wet with sweat. This is completely different from what he imagined. Does no one in the court care about this good law that can benefit all people? However, the grandfather's expression was so solemn that he had to believe it. After a long silence, Jiang Da finally nodded: "I must remember my grandfather's teachings and be careful! Grandfather, you should also take good care of your body at home. When the new book comes out, the Jiang family will always be famous for the ages! "
"That's right." Jiang Taiyi sighed, "The political situation in the DPRK is complicated, so what can doctors do? It's a pity that Liang Zixi didn't have this great opportunity to become famous. Anyway, he is not the kind of person who cares about reputation."
Thinking of that handsome and frail friend, Jiang Da's heart sank. This time, not only could he not be able to rush to Liang Mansion to recuperate him, but he couldn't even say a word to the holy time. But even if Duke Dongying erases the Buddha's dream, countless people who live because of him in Jinyang City will still remember his reputation. Rather than getting involved in the DPRK, it is better to let him stay in Bingzhou and recover from his illness.
Before going to Beijing, you must find a good doctor for Zixi! With a secret decision in his heart, Jiang Da silently lowered his head and began to think about the affairs at hand. I can only hope to finish these complicated matters before going to Beijing.
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"Master, Duke Dongying is going to bring the medical officer from the hospital to Beijing!" In the meditation room of Huai'en Temple, a young monk hurriedly said, "Is this going to leave our Huai'en Temple? How can we do this? !"
"Dong Dynasty Sikong likes mysterious talk, so it's not surprising that Duke Dongying does this." The old monk still lowered his eyebrows and replied lightly.
"What about the painstaking effort spent in the temple? Six monks died, but they have to ignore them like this, isn't it in vain..."
"Recite the Dharma!" The old monk suddenly raised his voice, "Don't give birth to hatred!"
The monk was stunned for a moment, and quickly clasped his hands together: "This disciple is wrong."
"It's wrong. What Duke Dongying has done is just to welcome the superior. It's easy to deceive the superior, but it is not easy to hide it. The matter of Jinyang has already been spread among the people, but don't you see how prosperous the incense is in the temple recently? Leaving Jinyang at this moment is not a bad thing. It is the time for my temple to hold a puja to save the souls of the dead."
The monk also gradually woke up: "Yes, if the puja is held at this moment, it will surely make people remember the gift of the Buddha. But when should we choose?"
"Mujialian, the mother who saved the dying from starvation, cried to my Buddha. The Buddha said that it is necessary to gather the strength of the monks, and put the five fruits in a basin in the seventh month of each year to make offerings to the monks of the ten directions. With this kind of merit, Only his mother can be saved. Mulian acts according to the Buddhadharma, and his mother will finally be liberated."
This is the content of the "Buddha Said the Ullambana Sutra", which was translated by the eminent monk Zhu Fahu, and the recitation is naturally familiar. Hearing what Master said, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "But the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the festival of Taoism. Are we going to hold a puja at this time?"
"The Taoist school has local officials to forgive sins, and the Buddhist school also has Mulian to save the mother. Isn't this exactly the way of Taoism to help Buddhism? Go to the palace and tell Wang Zhongzheng. Dongyinggong's move will not be pleased by Wang Zhongzheng. Shame, Wang Zhongzheng will definitely support the dharma meeting. So, wouldn't the blessing of the Buddha spread all over Bingzhou?" The old monk said slowly with a smile on his lips.
There are three officials in Taoism. On the fifteenth day of the first month, the heaven officials give blessings; on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, the local officials forgive sins; These three days are also commonly known as "Shangyuan Festival", "Zhongyuan Festival" and "Xiayuan Festival". The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day when local officials forgive sins. If it is preached at this time that Mulian saves his mother, wouldn't it be closely matched and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people
Such as Daigo's empowerment, the face of reciting the law also showed a happy expression: "Master is right! How many wealthy families in Bingzhou, how many old friends have the Wang family, if these people know about the blessing of the Buddha, why should they be afraid of what Dongying Gong will do? "
"It's good to understand." The old monk lifted his eyes slightly, "When you meet Zhongzheng, you need to inquire about the news of Liang Shizhu. Tell Wang Zhongzheng, the temple also wishes this Buddha's guide to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters. At that time, Liang Shizhu can also come, so this Buddhist fate will not be in vain."
At the beginning, Liang Zixi used the name of the Buddha to prevent epidemics and eliminate disasters. Now, it is the Huai'en Temple that uses the name of Liang Zixi to hold pujas to promote the name of the Buddha. This is also a sip.
He couldn't help clasping his hands together while reciting the Fa, and said sincerely, "Disciple understands."
The author has something to say: I found that I wrote a typo before, it should be Dongyinggong, not "Ying" 囧. It is too troublesome to change the front, everyone will understand that Ma Teng of Dongying Company is the younger brother of Sima Yue, the king of Donghai, and this Sima Yue is the last one to appear in "The Rebellion of the Eight Kings".
The fifteenth day of the seventh month is the Taoist Zhongyuan Festival and the Buddhist Yulan Bon Festival. Later, the two became one and became a folk festival of ghosts. The Yulan Pen Dharma was originally held by Emperor Liang Wu of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, but there is a translation of this scripture in the Western Jin Dynasty, and it is closely related to the filial piety of the Jin Dynasty. It should not be surprising that it was used by people.
Zhu Fahu, the greatest translator of scriptures before Kumarajiva came to China, died in 308 AD.