As soon as the lid of the white jade box of the purple paste was opened, the purple transparent paste was revealed, and a cool aroma spread in the room.

After the ointment was applied to his ankles, only a moment later, Bai Luo's frowning brows from the pain gradually relaxed.

The medicinal effect of Zini ointment is well deserved, and Liu Zhiran nodded secretly.

Liu Zhiran found Bai Luo's right hand again, looked at the scars on his hand when he grabbed the stone today, and applied purple paste to his white and tender fingers, and then exited Bai Luo's room.

If Hua Xian sees it here, he will definitely cry out in his heart for the destruction of heavenly things.

The puroni paste that this country pays tribute to is very noble, it is made of the fruit of the purple nipple grass that matures in ten years in this country, and it has the most miraculous effect on external injuries, not to mention a small sprain, that is, the wound enters the heart and lungs, and this purification paste can also quickly stop bleeding and nourish the wound.

It's a pity that this grass is only in the country of Zongbin there are only so many dozen on the top of the cold mountain, and the fruit is very rare, these fifty years, a total of two small jade boxes have been paid tribute to the continent, one box is in the palace treasury, and the other box is when Liu Zhiran was seriously injured last time he was assassinated, and the emperor gave Liu Zhiran a box for his favor.

This time, I carried it with me, and I was also prepared to save my life, but I didn't expect it to be used for this sprain, which is really a knife to kill chickens.

For an injury like Bai Luo, applying this purple cream is enough to shorten the recovery time of the injury by half.

Liu Zhiran finished wiping the purple cream for Bai Luo, and then beckoned the flowers to sneak down and go back to their rooms to rest.

On the second day, Bai Luo's room was very lively.

There are bupleurum that bring medicine in; send the stick bone broth to the fat sea to give; There are also Jiang Xin, Wang Hai and Wu Zhishan, who were called in by Bai Luo and had something to order.

Bai Luo had ice cubes on his feet, leaned on a pillow behind him and half-leaned on the head of the bed, took a few mouthfuls of the bitter and astringent medicinal juice handed over by Chai Hu, and told Fat Dahai to serve a bowl of stick bone soup to a few people, and several people held a steaming soup bowl before he spoke.

"Yesterday, when I fell into the soil cave, I found that the ground in the cave was damp, Jiang Xin, you finished drinking the soup, find someone who knows how to do it, and let Chai Hu take you to the soil cave to inspect it and see if there is a water source below."

"Yes, sir." Jiang Xin put down the soup bowl and replied loudly.

Jiang Xin hurriedly drank the bone broth in a few gulps and went with Chai Hu.

Fat Dahai had already retreated after delivering the soup, and Bai Luo and Wu Zhishan were left in the house.

Wu Zhishan drank the soup honestly, and his eyes didn't dare to glance at all.

This white Luo was loosely dressed in a moon-white shirt, revealing a white and slender neck, his skin was as white as snow, and his face was like a hibiscus.

The thin white fingers held the white porcelain soup bowl, and the fingers were a little whiter and smoother than the white porcelain bowl.

Wu Zhishan stayed alone in the room with such a charming Bai Luo, his heart was pounding, a few mouthfuls of hot soup were smoked in his stomach, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his body.

It seems that the last time my mother said that she wanted to take a concubine room for herself, she really had to agree, and if she continued to get along with adults like this, she was afraid that she would not feel it when she saw a woman in the future, Wu Zhishan secretly wiped her sweat and thought.

"Master Wu, I can't get up and write like this, in the past two days, you will help me record the regulations for the resettlement of displaced people in my house." Bai Luo said gently to Wu Zhishan.

"Yes, sir." Wu Zhishan hurriedly put down the soup bowl in his hand, got up respectfully and said: "My lord, yesterday Chai Hu came in a hurry, and there were not many ice cubes to be taken. ”

Bai Luo hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you Master Wu for that." ”

Wu Zhishan and Bai Luo talked a few words, and quickly finished drinking the bone broth, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread it on the table of the four immortals next to the bed, and waited for the pen.

Bai Luo leaned on the head of the bed, her clear eyes looking out the window with thick eyelashes.

The cold sunlight of the autumn morning shone obliquely into the courtyard, and the osmanthus tree facing the window was still verdant, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard were swept to the bottom of the tree by the diligent firewood, and they were piled up in a pile.

Bai Luo sorted out his thoughts and thoughts in the past few days, pondered for a while, and slowly spoke: "Anning County's resettlement method for displaced people ......"

Seeing Bai Luo's voice, Wu Zhishan hurriedly took notes on what Bai Luo said.

“…… The displaced people around Anning County will go to the county government registration register of Anning County within one month, enter Anning County, and be placed in the barren mountains west of the county seat to build houses and reclaim wasteland, and the rest will be inspected by the officials, if it is true that the old and sick people inside and outside the country are poor and unable to survive themselves, they will arrange another residence, and when the wasteland has not become fertile land, within three years, each person will be given one liter of rice beans a day, and half of the children will be issued once every three days. ……”

Bai Luo said slowly, the more he spoke, the more fluent he became, and then he didn't pause, obviously this method of arranging the displaced people had been pondered many times in his heart.

Bai Luo spoke happily, and Wu Zhishan remembered it happily.

At the beginning, everyone in the county government thought that it was an impossible task to resettle the displaced people, and once the displaced people were taken in, Anning County would suffer from the enemy, facing the pressure of officialdom and the pressure of food.

But he didn't expect that Lord Bai had already thought of a way to deal with it, according to Lord Bai's method, he only needed to help these displaced people for three years, and they would be able to be self-reliant!

Rehousing displaced people is going to be a completely feasible thing!

In the evening, Jiang Xin brought another good news, he took experienced water diggers to dig down from the soil hole, and actually dug out an underground dark river, this dark river is not big, but it is enough for the displaced people to drink and reclaim the barren mountains.

After Bai Luo summoned the people in the county government to put forward their own views and suggestions on the resettlement method of the displaced people, he began to prepare to accept the displaced people.

She assigned several people from the county government to prepare grain, cloth, materials for building houses, and other supplies.

The entire county government is like a machine twisted into a force, and under the impetus and leadership of Bai Luo, it is running rapidly.

With a large number of supplies being transported into the county government and barren mountains, the news that the county magistrate is preparing to accept the displaced people has inevitably spread.

Everyone in the county began to talk about it.

And the displaced people who were notified by Daniel Zhang also began to gather in groups to Anning County one after another.

For a time, rumors spread in Anning County, everyone in the people's teahouses talked about it, and the ragged and yellow-skinned homeless people crowded the streets and alleys of Anning County.

For the first time since Bai Luo's rebirth, Anning County has been so chaotic, noisy and crowded.