Hua Tuo is a person who wants to be faced, and he can't say directly to people, "You give me medicine is only one of them, I still want to see your secret recipe, okay?" ”

is also a healer, if someone dares to say that to him, he will definitely spat the person in the face, and then walk away.

He knows very well that the doctor's prescription is the cost of the doctor's meal, and doing so is tantamount to smashing other people's jobs, which is completely inconsistent with the rules of the industry, which is something that no ordinary doctor can do, and a miracle doctor like him can't be so honest.

But he came all the way to Guanzhong, in addition to asking for medicine for his wife, didn't he just want to get a glimpse of the miraculous prescription and make up for his shortcomings?

Just when he was ashamed to spit out, Liu Ping rubbed his temples and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm really ashamed to be tight, now in the pass under the rule of this king, the red land is thousands of miles, deserted, and it is more difficult to find a pharmacy than to ascend to the sky, so if the pill wants to be matched in the pass, I'm afraid it's impossible."

This king can only write out the Dan prescription, and the Huashen doctor can find a medicine store according to the prescription and configure it by himself. ”

Hua Fang's Fang Song was originally copied that month, and he had already reached this level, so he didn't need to rely on a prescription to eat, so he gave Hua Tuo a benefit without cost.

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the bookcase, contemplating the song.

On the other side, Hua Tuo was already on the spot, and after a while, he said tentatively: "The king will leak the medical prescription to the old man?"

Or...... The old man exchanged other medical prescriptions with the king? ”

"What does this king want a doctor to do?" Liu Ping smiled dumbly and said: "No matter how clever the prescription is, it is useless in the hands of this king, this prescription for treating tuberculosis is handed over to Doctor Huashen, I don't know how many people can be treated, and this can be regarded as a benefit for the world's patients." ”

"If you don't say anything else, just talk about the king's bright heart and moon, no one can compare," Hua Tuo sighed.

He hadn't opened his mouth to ask for help, but the other party took the initiative to give away such an important medical prescription, as if this thing was not worth anything at all, what kind of open-mindedness was this?

Everyone knows that medicine cannot be carried forward, and the biggest drawback is that everyone keeps their own prescriptions and refuses to show them easily.

But who wants to spread the word about their hard-earned secret recipe?

If the world knew about it, could this secret recipe still become a "secret" recipe?

But the king in front of him, for the sake of the well-being of the world's patients, gave away the secret recipe without return, which is a great feeling of compassion for the heavens and people.

At that moment, Hua Tuo's old eyes were a little moist.

Even if he abandons his identity, the figure of the young man in front of him is so majestic, but he seems so small in comparison.

"The king gave him a prescription for medicine, and the old man really couldn't repay him, so he let the old man stay here and heal the people under the king's rule for free for ten months, which was counted as a reward for the king's gift."

"Uh," Liu Ping was a little embarrassed, "under the rule of this king...... There are no subjects yet. ”

"No subjects?" Hua Tuo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That old man has been a military doctor for the king for a while, and it is a great honor for the old man to be able to serve the king." ”

Anyway, Hua Tuo is to repay Liu Ping's kindness, no matter who the doctor is, as long as he does his best, he will feel calm.

"There is such a miracle doctor Laohua," Liu Ping smiled.

Using Hua Tuo as a military doctor seems to be a bit too condescending, but he insists on doing so, so there is no way.

……

Just sent Hua Tuo away, Wei Mu came in to pay a visit.

"King, I don't know what to do with those people who have been captured?" Wei Mu said worriedly.

Previously, Zhang Liao brought back the 10,000 Yuan troops who surrendered, and after a little drill, Liu Ping asked Zhang Liao's generals and soldiers to divide into dozens of squads, and according to the clues provided by Wei Mu, the leading party, they went into the mountains to search for the people.

As long as they see it, they will be forcibly expelled without saying anything.

However, Liu Ping asked Zhang Liao to be strict with military discipline, dare to take away people's finances privately, and take the opportunity to *** a woman, and there is no mercy for killing!

Under such strict military discipline, no one dares to violate those two military disciplines, but many people have been living in the mountains for several years or even more than ten years, and the soldiers have driven them out, how can they go out willingly?

After all, everyone hid in to avoid the soldiers outside.

There were naturally conflicts in the middle, and there were even a lot of bloodsheds, which gathered all those people outside Chang'an City.

The effect of this is also extremely obvious, and after such a short period of time, 40,000 or 50,000 people have been expelled.

It's just that they are divided into a dozen places and guarded by soldiers, like prisoners.

If there is no soldier to guard it, it is guaranteed that all of them will run out overnight, and there will be no one left.

"The king, they all feel that the king is going to kill them, and they are dead on the left and right, as if someone is still fanning the flames and rioting, and they feel that they are about to be unable to suppress it," Wei Mu's face was full of sadness.

"Didn't you explain to everyone that the reason why you 'invited' them out was to let them farm, not to kill people?"

"Hey!" Wei Xuan sighed, "I don't know who leaked the news and went out, but it was the list that provided the king below, and the soldiers found them."

I'm afraid the king doesn't know, and now I don't know how many people want to break my Wei family into pieces.

There are even a lot of people who understand the art of witchcraft, and they are making villains with their names, burning them, and they are piercing, and they can't wait to die sooner.

Who will listen to what is going on? ”

As he spoke, his face showed resentment that did not match his age, he had long thought that leading the army to forcibly drive the people out of the mountains would make the heavens angry and resentful, and he would have thought that it would lead to the current situation.

If a curse could have cursed people to death, he would have died thousands of times by now.

Liu Ping secretly laughed in his stomach when he heard this, and suddenly felt that if he killed this Wei Mu in front of everyone, it seemed that he could calm the resentment of the people.

But this is just thinking about it, he is not ruthless enough to "borrow your head for a use".

How to make the people trust him and be able to cultivate boldly without escaping has become the primary problem now.

Otherwise, why bother with being locked up like this and wasting food?

"Pass the order, read the Xudu Tuntian contract to everyone, the contract period is 100 years, if there is a willing to sign, you can immediately measure the land, see if anyone is willing."

"No!"

Wei Mu answered, but he didn't dare to stand in front of the people, the first few times he threw stones at him, in case the angry people got angry and killed him, they didn't know who to take revenge.

He could only read the Xu Du Tuntian contract word by word to the soldiers, so that the soldiers could memorize it and then tell it to the imprisoned people.

There is a village called Qixianzhuang in the south of Chang'an City, which now imprisons more than 2,000 people, old and young, and the reason why they are imprisoned together is because most of these people are surnamed Bai, and they may have been a distant ancestor hundreds of years ago.

"Seventh Uncle, did you say that they arrested us to kill us?"

A gray-haired old man squatted on the ground and asked a middle-aged man in his forties with his face up.