From time to time, men dressed in short brown knelt on the side of the road, begging for the well-dressed dignitaries sitting in the car, hoping to get their attention.

Those men were often surrounded by young children staring at their surroundings with wide eyes, or women in tattered dresses bowing their heads and sobbing in mourning, which made people feel distressed to see.

Liu Hua glanced at it and said, "It seems that the imperial court is really out of money again, otherwise why wouldn't it even stop these victims from entering the city and selling themselves?" ”

Fu Quan nodded very agree, Luoyang is the face of the Han Dynasty, the face of the imperial court, since the opening of the Maritime Silk Road, although the Western Regions are isolated from the land Silk Road in Jiao, Shanshan, Shule and other countries, but there are still many diplomatic visits, and exchanges between the East and the West are still frequent, and now the soldiers and officials defending the city do not care about this large-scale beggar selling themselves, obviously with the tacit approval of the above.

It was only a few years after the end of the Hanqiang War, and it stands to reason that the country should be a time to recuperate, but it is a pity that these years of countless natural disasters of all sizes have continuously consumed national strength, and the imperial court can not save money, so it can only think of some unconventional methods, such as selling officials and openly marking prices, which is also the reason why these rich and powerful people in Elliang braved the scorching sun to enter Beijing.

Since you can be an official, why not do it, after all, officials are the mainstream understanding of society, even those hermit masters, when they were young, they didn't have a heart for a career and wanted to show their ambitions in life?

"Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer." Involuntarily, Fu Quan muttered this sentence in his mouth.

Liu Hua frowned when he heard this and said: "You kid, I didn't find such early wisdom in the past, but today you can figure out people's hearts so much, and now you are like those gentlemen and scholars in the imperial court, lamenting the suffering of the people, I really don't know what's wrong?" ”

"I guess I broke my head and got the hang of it." Fu Quan's heart tightened, and he said, it seems that his abnormality in the past few days has been discovered by the people around him, so he casually found a prevarication and stopped talking.

Liu Hua nodded after hearing this, a smile appeared on his face, he was very happy, his heart has always been naughty and reckless, he didn't want to fall off the horse this time, he became cautious and orderly, it can really be said to be a blessing in disguise, but he is still a little precocious and old like an adult.

The carriage moved forward at a turtle speed, and suddenly there was a cry in front of it, "My lord, what's wrong with you?" Adults ......" the voice is childish, but the voice is bleak, and the listener is sad.

Looking at it, I saw a dirty drooping young child on the side of the road in front of me, constantly shaking the middle-aged man who fell to the ground next to him, the man's face was hideous, and he was obviously very uncomfortable.

A large group of people beside them who were also suffering looked at the place, and then stopped asking, this kind of thing has been seen so much lately, they can't even eat themselves, how can they care about other people, maybe they are numb.

Many of the magnates in the carriages in the streets also saw the situation, and they were moved by compassion and sent their servants to see it, threw some copper coins and left, but most of the magnates did not see it.

The powerful are like this, they only enjoy themselves, and as for others, they may come to their rescue when they are in a good mood, and the same is true of the past and the present.

Not only is the carriage of the Hou family, Liu Huagui is the eldest princess of Emperor Huan, and he just glanced at it lightly, and then stopped asking.

But Fuquan is from a later life, and it is the first time he has really seen such a tragic story, how can he bear it? He jumped out of the carriage and trotted to the drooping young child, startling the servants of the guards around him, and following him closely.

When I walked in, I saw that the man's face was dull and dull, and before he could take a closer look, he saw that his eyes were wide, his mouth was open, and his body shook for a while, and he was lifeless.

He's dead? It won't be so fast, will it? Why is this so familiar?

Fu Quan hurriedly went up to check and shook the man vigorously with the child, but no matter how they shook, he just didn't move. At this time, a middle-aged man came up on the street, holding a wooden box by his side, walked up to the two and said, "Can you let me, I am a medical worker, can you let me see?" ”

"No." Fu Quan picked up the helpless child beside him, moved his position, and let the person be treated.

The middle-aged man groped down, shook his head a few times, turned to salute the two and said, "I don't know whose lord this is?" ”

The child next to him was still crying, but Fu Quan couldn't, so he replied: "It's the adult of this child, dare to ask the elder, how is his father?" ”

"Let's prepare for the future, I think this person deserves a warm illness, and he has just died." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a sigh.

Although the child was crying, he still heard the words, and shouted in a panicked tone: "You are talking nonsense, my family adults were fine just now, how could they die?" After speaking, he broke free from the shackles of Fuquan, walked to the corpse and kept shaking, but unfortunately the Si people had passed away and there was no response at all.

Fever? Fu Quan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly understood why this situation was so familiar, and in his memory, his parents in this life were not infected with the plague and died of fever. Thinking that Luoyang has just experienced a great flood, and there are many plagues after the catastrophe, could it be that this person also has a plague?

Ignoring the child's situation, Fu Quan stopped his crying and asked urgently with a tiger face: "Tell me, where did your family go before you died?" Are there many people with a fever like him? ”

The child was so startled by Fuquan, and he was really much more sober, and the immature child's voice replied: "My house is outside Luoyang City, where can I go?" After the flood, there was no food at home, so the adults took me into the city to find some way to survive. There are many people in the village who have the same fever as him, and after seeing it, the medical workers sent by the government said that after the heavy flood, the dampness was heavy, and the family suffered from the wind and cold, and there was nothing serious. ”

Cold? Wrong, this is definitely not wind cold, and the same is true of my parents in my memory, who were diagnosed with wind cold, if it wasn't for my previous life, I might have followed it, but my body has been weak since then.

Thinking about Fuquan, it is also relieved, in this era, the medical care is poor, and many people do not live to be fifty years old, and the year of not being confused is considered a long life.

It's not that those doctors can't do medical skills, it's just that there is no systematic study of books like plague, and there are too many similar diseases, and the medical saint's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" has not yet been born, and the big bull Zhang Zhongjing is estimated to be still thinking about how to find a way to promote filial piety and honesty as an official, how can he have time to write medical books?

At this time, a soldier patrolling the street came, and heard rumors that someone had died here, so he hurriedly ran over. Seeing the situation here, he already knew it in his heart, hurriedly dispersed the crowd, and shouted: "Everyone, let us carry this person away." ”

Although the people of the Han Dynasty were simple and respectful of the deceased, although these soldiers did not know this person, they still offered to help, and in their opinion they were just helping a young boy with a drooping hair who had lost his father.

"Wait, this person has a fever disease, it is very likely to be a plague, so reckless, beware of contagion."

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Han Dynasty young children drooping: In ancient times, children did not tie their hair, their hair drooped, and the hair was the hair that children drooped down, so it was called children or childhood