The wounded soldiers in the wounded battalion this time were all wounded when they went out to suppress bandits, and the number of wounded soldiers was not large, only about a dozen people. And most of them were minor injuries, and only three were seriously injured.

Lan Bin followed Lan Yu to check it around, and found that most of the wounded soldiers, including serious injuries, had infected wounds, but the degree of infection was different, some were serious, and some were very mild.

In the case of those who did not develop an infection, there were only two minor injuries.

Although I don't know if the doctors in the camp can cure those slightly infected wounded soldiers, the infection rate is still frighteningly high.

Coming out of the wounded barracks, Lan Yu said with a solemn expression, "Bin'er, those wounds of the wounded soldiers are all infected, do you have a way to treat them?"

"There is a way, but before treating the wounded soldiers, the environment of the wounded soldiers' barracks must be rectified, and the clothes worn by the wounded soldiers must also be changed, and quilts and other things must be covered!" Lan Bin said seriously.

He didn't want to treat the wounded soldier himself, and the wounded soldier would be infected again due to the harsh environment.

Moreover, he was really disgusted by the environment of the wounded soldiers' barracks, the dirty clothes and quilts of the wounded soldiers.

I can't imagine how the wounded soldiers lived.

Although he has no habit of cleanliness, he can let him live, no, let alone live, even if he stays in the living environment of the wounded soldiers, he can't stay for a while.

Lan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll arrange for someone to clean up the wounded barracks. Come and heal them!"

"Dad, I'll ask someone to send you the treatment method for the trauma when I go back, and you first follow what is written above to rectify the environment of the wounded barracks. I will go to the palace tomorrow to ask the emperor and the crown prince to come down to the wounded barracks and then treat them!" Lan Bin nodded.

Lan Yuhu wondered, "Why do you invite the emperor and His Royal Highness the crown prince?"

"I promised the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that I would show them how to reduce the proportion of wounded soldiers killed."

Lan Bin said with a smile: "I can take the opportunity to treat this group of wounded soldiers to demonstrate to the emperor and His Royal Highness the crown prince how to reduce the proportion of wounded soldiers who die."

"Okay, then do as you say!" Lan Yu suddenly, vaguely remembering that Lan Bin seemed to have mentioned this matter at the beginning, and nodded.

Lan Bin nodded: "Well, Dad, it's okay, I'll go back first!"

"I'll send you out of camp!"

After Lan Yu sent Lan Bin out of the Beijing camp, he turned around and arranged for someone to clean up the area of the wounded barracks, change the clothes and other things worn by the wounded soldiers.

And Lan Bin took a carriage back to Lan Mansion.

When he arrived at Lan Mansion, Lan Bin came to the study as soon as possible, found the trauma treatment method he wrote, and then refined and sorted it out according to what he said and heard in the wounded barracks.

After transcribing it onto a piece of paper, he summoned a subordinate and asked him to send the new version of the trauma treatment method to the Beijing camp.

After all this, Lan Bin took the time to call Thursday and asked, "Thursday, you go and ask, Wu Junbo and they are in the house!"

"Yes, young master!"

Thursday nodded, turned around and walked out of Lan Bin's study, and came to Lan Bin's study again: "Young master, I have asked, they have already arrived at the house."

"I've been arranged to rest in the guest room, and I'm waiting for the young master!"

"Then go and invite them to my study!" Lan Bin nodded and commanded.

"Yes, young master!"

On Thursday, he went out of Lan Bin's study again to invite Wu Junbo and the others who were waiting.

Lan Bin took out the views on the trial trial of commercial taxation written by Wu Junbo and others, and then went through the words of unifying thinking in his heart to check and fill in the gaps.

Soon, Wu Junbo and others came to Lan Bin's study under the leadership of Thursday.

Lan Bin asked Thursday to bring stools to Wu Junbo and the others, let them sit down one after another, and then exchanged a few words with them, and then entered the topic: "I have already read the views you wrote on the trial of commercial taxation. It can be seen that everyone has carefully investigated the implementation of the trial commercial tax. It can also be seen that there is a certain resistance to commercial taxes."

"Even against the imposition of a commercial tax!"

"That's right, this commercial tax is simply a policy that harms the people, and many small businesses are forced to give up doing business and cut off their family's livelihood!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Speaking of this, Wu Junbo and others, who had investigated the implementation of the trial commercial tax, vented their anger and criticized the imperial court's trial commercial tax policy.

Lan Bin didn't expect that Wu Junbo and others' opinions on commercial taxation were even greater than they imagined. But he didn't say anything to stop it, but let Wu Junbo and others criticize him.

I watched and listened quietly.

It didn't take long for Wu Junbo and others to find that Lan Bin was silent, and they thought that he and others criticized the imperial court's trial of commercial taxes, especially when the emperor had invented a decree that anyone could discuss politics, but only the living staff couldn't.

And they happen to be talented and famous, and they are students.

If anyone is held accountable, it is a great crime of disobedience.

couldn't help but feel uneasy, and secretly swallowed saliva.

"I know what you think!"

Lan Bin saw that Wu Junbo and the others had stopped, and smiled, "But what you are talking about are all problems in the process of the imperial court's trial implementation of commercial taxes. We can't generalize and deny commercial tax in its entirety."

"Young Master Lan, listen to what you mean, you are supporting the imperial court's business tax!" Wu Junbo was ready to control it and stop talking nonsense, but after listening to Lan Bin's words, he still couldn't help but say.

Lan Bin said calmly: "That's right, I support the imperial court to collect commercial taxes!"

"Then Young Master Lan, you brought us here today, right?" Wu Junbo and the others glanced at each other, vaguely guessed the reason why Lan Bin called himself and the others here today, and said tentatively.

Lan Bin looked at Wu Junbo and the others, and he didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "I came to you to unify my thoughts!" Let's join me in supporting business tax!"

Wow!

Wu Junbo and others were in an uproar, whether they were writing about the trial of commercial tax or just discussing it, they were all criticizing commercial tax and opposing the imperial court's collection of commercial tax.

He also listed many disadvantages of the imperial court's collection of commercial taxes.

However, instead of agreeing, Lan Bin brought himself and others in, trying to persuade himself and others to support the collection of commercial taxes.

It's simply....

Lan Bin ignored the reactions of Wu Junbo and the others, and said, "Why do you want everyone to support commercial taxes together, I won't say much else, I will only ask you two questions, since the imperial court is heavy on agriculture and suppressing business, why can it only collect taxes on farmers, but not on commercial taxes?"

"You all say that those merchants, the forced family has cut off their livelihood, what about the farmers!"

"In all dynasties, the peasants were forced so badly, why can't you see it?"

Wu Junbo and the others looked at each other, and they were all puzzled, yes! All dynasties have suppressed commerce, why did the heavy taxes of the imperial court be pressed on the farmers, not on the merchants?

Why is it that in all dynasties, peasants were forced to sell their sons and daughters and become proletarians? And the merchant is a silk satin, living a life of superiority?

Why is that?