Shenyang Zhongwei, formerly known as Shenzhou, during the Tang Dynasty, belonged to the "Shenzhou" of Andong Prefecture.

During the Five Dynasties period, Yelu Abaoji moved the Han people here on a large scale to build an earthen city, and production developed accordingly. In the third year of Yuanzhen in the Yuan Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty rebuilt Tucheng and changed Shenzhou to Shenyang Road, which was under the jurisdiction of Liaoyang Province.

In the nineteenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, it was renamed "Shenyang Road" as "Shenyang Zhongwei", and the armament was strengthened, and Shenyang Zhongwei gradually became the military and economic center of Liaodong.

Shenyang Zhongwei is more than 400 miles away from Xinghai Village, Dugu Xiaotian often heard his father mention that Shenyang Zhongwei is the city where the Han people in Liaodong gather the most.

He walked out of Xinghai Village and walked more than ten miles to the west. When he met a passing merchant, he spent two coins of silver, took the merchant's carriage, and spent three days to come to the Shenyang Acropolis.

Although Liaodong was rich in land, it suffered from war, and most of the Han people in the north were displaced.

Zhu Mo, the king of Shen, was in the middle of Shenyang, leading 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty to guard Liaodong, set up post stations, and controlled the entire northern political situation of the Ming Dynasty. The Han people in the north mostly gathered within a radius of thousands of miles with the Shenyang Zhongacropolis as the core to ensure safety.

At that time, the Liaodong region of the Ming Dynasty, the descendants of the Mongolian royal family in the west, the late Yuan Quanchen, also had strong military strength, and the Mobei royal court supported each other, posing a great threat to the land of Youyan in the Ming Dynasty. To the east, the Goryeo Kingdom was eyeing the Han people, waiting for an opportunity to seize the land and population of the Han people and expand their territory.

In the north, there were small-scale wars of foreign invasions, bandits were rampant, and the Han people lived in misery.

Walking on the north and south streets of Shenyang Zhongweicheng, Dugu Xiaotian curiously looked at all kinds of pedestrians on the street.

This is a whole new world, and the teenager walks out of the mountain village, dizzy and fascinated for a while.

"Find an inn to stay in first, and see what you can do for a living." Xiaotian walked on the street and saw a small inn with a "Laifu" sign, which was not large in scale and had a dilapidated door panel, and it was estimated that it would be cheaper, so he walked in.

The Rifle Inn is not big, with only one shopkeeper and two guys.

A shopkeeper frowned when he saw Dugu Xiaotian's coarse rags. "Little brother, do you want to eat or stay in a hotel?" He asked listlessly.

"I want to stay in the hotel, can I have a private room with a small courtyard?" Considering that I have to practice boxing and swords on weekdays, it would be more convenient to have a yard, Xiaotian asked.

"Five dollars of silver a day for a single courtyard room, and a deposit of two taels of silver, do you have money to live in the hotel?" The shopkeeper came to his senses and hurriedly asked.

"Well, I have the money to pay the bill!" Xiaotian took it out of his arms for a while, took out about two taels of silver, and handed it to the store. "I'll stay for three days."

"Okay! Guest officer, please come in, there is a single courtyard room in the west wing, I will clean it for you first. The shopkeeper took the silver two and said with a smile.

In this way, Xiaotian temporarily settled down at the Laifu Inn in Shenyang Zhongacropolis.

At this time, the soldiers were in chaos, and the Acropolis in Shenyang was relatively peaceful. In the city, they spend a lot of money every day, but they don't have many opportunities to make a living.

Dugu Xiaotian thought that with the medical skills he had learned with his mother in the past few years, he could find a medical center in Shencheng to do things.

Who knew that in the past three days, I walked through more than a dozen medical centers in Shencheng, but none of them worked in the medical centers. Seeing that the silver was about to run out, Xiaotian was not only secretly worried.

At the time of the lamp, Xiaotian walked to the hall of the inn and said respectfully to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, do you know which medical hall is nearby?" ”

The shopkeeper is middle-aged and rich, with a gentle smile. There are not many people living in the Rifle Inn, and since the day Xiaotian stayed, he has paid attention to this teenager.

"Little brother has gone out to find a living in the past three days, it doesn't seem to be going well?" The fat shopkeeper asked gently.

"Yes, the current year is not good, the war is chaotic, although there are many patients in various medical centers, but the cost of medicine is beyond their means, and they are not recruiting." Xiaotian said with a sad face.

"The little brother carries a long sword and has also learned martial arts?" The fat shopkeeper continued to ask.

"Yes, I practiced kung fu with my father for a few years." Thinking of his deceased father, Dugu smiled, and his eyes turned red.

Seeing Xiaotian's expression, the fat shopkeeper already understood that at this time, the north had been in war for a long time, and most of the people practiced martial arts to defend themselves, and there were often tragic incidents of family destruction and death.

The fat shopkeeper groaned slightly, "Little brother, the Jinjianmen Medical Center on Heping Street in the south of the city is currently recruiting, but this Jinjianmen is a Jianghu sect, and I am afraid that there will be grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Thank you, shopkeeper!" Xiaotian was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

"Let's go check it out first!" The fat shopkeeper wanted to speak and stopped.

The Golden Sword Sect is a third-rate kendo sect in the north, with more than 300 disciples under the sect, who make a living as bodyguards. The sect leader Dugu smiled at the wind sword technique in one hand, and was quite famous in the northern martial arts.

The main altar of the Golden Sword Gate is located at the northeast corner of Heping Street, and there are three courtyards facing south. The medical hall of the sect is not big, with five or six tiled rooms, just on the edge of the archway of the main altar.

Dugu Xiaotian walked to the door of the Golden Sword Gate Medical Hall, it was deserted, and he secretly wondered in his heart when he saw that there were no ordinary patients coming for treatment.

"Is anyone there?" Xiaotian asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" A crisp female voice sounded, and a woman in her thirties slowly walked out of the medical hall, she was dressed in a white dress, slightly powdered, and her brows were faintly furrowed.

"I'm here to make a living!" Dugu smiled and bowed down in the sky.

"Oh?" The woman looked Xiaotian up and down carefully, and saw that the young man had good facial features, kind eyebrows, and gentle eyes.

"How long have you been involved in medicine? Have you studied the diagnosis and treatment of bruises and traumas? The woman asked.

"My mother taught me medical skills for five years before her death, and I can identify basic medicinal materials, stop bleeding from trauma, and regulate muscle and bone injuries." Dugu Xiaotian replied sincerely.

Hearing this, the young woman's heart was sour. She continued, "Your mother is gone?" Just from a rural village? ”

"Yes, my parents are gone, I just came out of the village and went to the provincial capital to find a living." Thinking of his deceased mother, Xiaotian felt sad for a while.

The young woman groaned slightly, "Come in", and beckoned Dugu Xiaotian into the medicine hall of the medical hall.

"You can show me a pair of trauma gold creation medicine." She said softly.

"Okay!" Dugu Xiaotian has been familiar with the external injury gold medicine since he was a child, and according to the labels of various medicinal materials on the medicine cabinet, he took more than a dozen medicinal materials in different proportions, mixed them in the medicine jar, and mashed them with a pestle. Then light the fire and boil, and after a while, pour out the medicinal juice.

After doing this, Xiaotian said: "After two hours, the medicinal juice is dry, ground into powder, and the golden medicine is fine, and it can be evenly sprinkled on the patient's wound to stop bleeding." ”

The young woman saw that Dugu Xiaotian was not bad at grasping the medicine, and the operation was skillful, not only showed a hint of joy on her face.

"Well, we have a lot of trauma patients here recently, and we really need manpower! Three taels of silver a month, food and shelter, are you willing? ”

"I do!" Dugu Xiaotian happily agreed.

"Remember, only treat the wound, don't disturb the patient, and don't talk much!" The young woman then advised, "You can move here tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll report early tomorrow morning, thank you!" Xiaotian happily walked to the inn.

"I hope the sect can survive this catastrophe!" The young woman looked at his back and sighed softly.