Chapter 3300 The last sigh
Most of the people in the big men are sick and take medicine.
But the problem is that taking medicine has considerable limitations. On the one hand, the medicine you take needs to be absorbed by the gastrointestinal intestines. The size of the gastrointestinal absorption capacity naturally determines the effectiveness of the medicine.
Therefore, traditional Chinese medicine pays great attention to treating diseases, first nourishing the stomach, first replenishing the essence of grains, and then expelling evil spirits. The basis of this theory is naturally closely related to the social development and scientific and technological level at that time, and is an advanced theory that transcends the times. Compared with the headache of cutting the head and feet, cutting the feet with a burned iron rod at the same time, hemorrhoids are much better than poking the chrysanthemum with a red iron stick.
But the problem now is that Guo Jia doesn’t get water and rice, so let alone whether he can take medicine. The positive energy of the human body alone cannot guarantee the supply and improvement. Of course, the positive energy in traditional medicine is the nutrients and various trace elements needed by the human body.
In order to make up for this problem, the traditional Chinese medicine of Dahan specializes in acupuncture.
In order to solve this problem, Western medicine began to infusions of dogs in 1656. By the 19th century, a safe infusion system was established.
However, when Guo Jia was seriously ill, he did not have an acupuncture doctor or infusion equipment.
This is troublesome.
Very troublesome.
Guo Jia has been in a coma for three or four days.
The doctor in Zhongtiaoshan Camp knelt down on the ground, trembling, "Qi...Qi reported to General... If this medicine soup is not injected, there is no way for the small one to do..."
"Then are you watching here?! Ah?!" Lu Chang was very angry, but in his anger, he was full of helplessness.
The doctor couldn't answer, but just bowed to the ground and kowtowed.
At this moment, a surprise shout suddenly came from the tent, "Military advisor, military advisor is awake!"
Lu Chang was stunned, and then he was overjoyed and rushed into the tent, "Hurry! Let the military advisor see!"
Guo Jia grinned weakly, "I... the deadline is here..."
In this turbulent Three Kingdoms in the late Han Dynasty, Guo Jia, as a first-class strategist under Cao Cao, made great contributions to Cao Wei with his extraordinary wisdom and profound strategic vision. However, God was jealous of talents, and the disease ruthlessly eroded his body, pushing him step by step to the end of his life.
Well, this is of course the official statement, but in fact, pornography, gambling and drugs are the biggest reasons why Guo Jia is now weak and unable to afford to be ill.
Guo Jia is addicted to alcohol.
Of course, drinking is likely because Guo Jia is too smart, so it is very painful. There is probably a little bit of pain that everyone is drunk and I am awake. Facing those guys who are obviously not as capable as me in all aspects, Guo Jia can only remain silent. The poor family is similar to ordinary people and has no say. Don’t think that wearing a long robe can mean that you have entered the ruling class.
Although Guo Jia also tried to find a place to display his talents, for example, he first voted for Yuan Shao.
But Yuan Shao finally disappointed Guo Jia.
Later, Guo Jia saw Cao Cao...
Like Cao Cao, he was aware of the corruption, decay and incompetence of these rulers in the upper class of the Han Dynasty, which would eventually lead to the collapse of the entire Han Dynasty. So at that time, he and Cao Cao's spirit were in line with each other.
During this process, he was in pain, so he instinctively sought to anesthesia, so he could only drink alcohol.
It's like a brief moment when later generations seek to anesthetize themselves on short videos.
The fast-paced life, or the pressure of getting faster and faster, makes workers even more and more busy, even the time for sitting down to think, rest and recover is exploited. The only way to make themselves feel less painful in the shortest time is undoubtedly to open it at any time, and it is free, without thinking, just watch it, you can slide to the next short video with your fingers, making the workers feel that they can control their lives...
What?
Read novels?
When the whole society is not that simple and the exploitation is not very outrageous, novels are also narcotics in a sense. However, the innate difference between words and images makes novels more suitable for slower pace and life, as well as those groups who are more willing to think.
After all, the text of a novel needs to be processed by the brain, which will be tiring and not pleasant enough, and the video does not require thinking and it is also exciting.
Obviously, whether in the Han Dynasty or in the capital world in later generations, landlords and capitalists did not like the people to think.
If the people think too much and know too much, they will be afraid.
At first, they stared at Guo Jia, as if they saw a thinking dog, and shouted happily, Hey! Look, this dog is so smart! It can do a lot of things!
However, when they found that the dog was not only able to think, but also stood up to speak human language, they screamed at the monster, then ran away, throwing stones and feces from afar.
None of them wanted to listen to Guo Jia, so Guo Jia could only drink.
Generally, drinking is not a big problem, but alcohol addiction is a problem. A large amount of alcohol requires liver detoxification. In addition, the alcohol content in the Han Dynasty was not high, so Guo Jia, who was eroded by alcohol, could not feel the numbness pleasure, so Guo Jia began to knock Wushi San again.
Therefore, according to traditional Chinese medicine theory, Guo Jia is damaged by liver wood, blood and qi disorders, and internal organs are imbalanced.
Before, when Guo Jia was at Chang'an Hundred Medical Center, he focused on this aspect of treatment and conditioning. However, Guo Jia returned to Shandong and the treatment was naturally interrupted...
People who quit smoking and resuscitation smoke more violently, and the same is true for quitting alcohol and taking medicine. After Guo Jia drinks alcohol again, he drinks more than before.
And the ultimate bearer of these toxins is still Guo Jia himself.
In the military tent, it is cold, embarrassing, and wet, with a mixed smell that you will never know where the source is, and will always remove the unclean odor.
It's like the smell of death.
Guo Jia finally felt quiet. Even outside the military tent, there were many disturbances in the military camp and people shouted and neighed, but his heart was very calm, as if the hustle and bustle between the world were gradually leaving him, no longer bothering and entangling.
His face was pale, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but the calmness and calmness were still the same.
"military adviser!"
Lu Chang swallowed.
He has seen too many deaths, so he knows what kind of state a person will be when the god of death arrives.
Now, he saw this state again in Guo Jia.
The doctor was taking Guo Jia's pulse, changing one hand and another. As the time for the pulse was longer, the doctor's face became worse and worse, and the sweat beads on his head were dripping.
"You're working hard, go out." Guo Jia smiled at the doctor, "No need to prescribe medicine... Come on, help me up."
The second half of the sentence is said by Guo Jia to the close servant.
Guo Jia's voice was hoarse and slow, and it seemed difficult to say every word. But he still spoke very calmly, without showing any fear or sadness at the end of his life.
The doctor knelt on the ground, cried bitterly, kowtowed to Guo Jia in tears, then shrank his neck and retreated.
Guo Jia's medicine stone was ineffective at the moment. As a doctor, he couldn't say that he couldn't prescribe medicine, but if Guo Jia died after prescribing the medicine, then...
His life was given by Guo Jia.
"Don't make things difficult for him, he will do his best," said Guo Jia.
The attendant came up, helped up the thin Guo Jia's body, and put some soft pillows behind his waist. His eyes were filled with sorrow, reluctance and worry.
Guo Jia smiled slightly, and the smile revealed a sense of detachment and relief. He held the water handed over by the servant in vain. After taking a few sips, he shook his head and asked the servant to take it away.
"How about the camp?" Guo Jia asked.
Lu Chang quickly explained the situation in Zhongshan camp.
After Sima Yi's attack, Lu Chang followed Guo Jia's instructions to guard the camp carefully, and on the other hand, he contacted the north and the south to inform the news that the cavalry army had penetrated Zhongtiao Mountain, so that all parties could be vigilant and more vigilant.
The losses in the camp are not small, but they are not large.
However, due to the counterattack of the Tongguan defenders, the Tongguan camp was burned at the advance base in the Tongguan Xiacheng, and the pontoon bridge was also damaged. It is now under emergency repair and reconstruction.
Guo Jia listened one by one and felt a little relieved, and some doubts emerged in his heart.
He fell ill and could not do anything, but Zhongtiaoshan Camp did not collapse immediately because of this...
Guo Jia smiled slightly.
You are indeed very important, but you are not that important either.
Thinking through this made Guo Jia feel much more relaxed.
He knew he didn't have much time left.
Perhaps everyone has more or less a sixth sense before they die.
Some people want to eat some soup or meals.
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Some people just want to walk around the yard and sit down.
Of course, more people are suffering from illness, which makes them feel that they don’t have any other thoughts...
Guo Jia stretched out his hand and wanted to clench his fist hard, but he felt that his torso and limbs were not his own. He seemed tired and powerless even when he held a bowl of soup, let alone making a move that consumed power.
This feeling of powerlessness seemed to make him return to his childhood in an instant, and he was unable to control his body and limbs, and was powerless to do something.
Life is like a cycle of reincarnation, sprouting, growing, decay, and death.
The dynasty is like this too.
The sound of Lu Chang's report seemed to be very far away, just like a very high wall between him and Lu Chang, and even if the sound was penetrated, it was much weakened.
Guo Jia was distracted. He looked at the support pillar in the big tent and suddenly found two or three small ants crawling up the pillar on the support pillar.
There is no food above the pillars, they are going the wrong way...
This is Guo Jia’s first reaction.
But the next reaction is, who can guarantee that they are going the right path?
What about the road to the cavalry?
Guo Jia looked at the ants and watched the ants climb along the bumpy wooden pillar surface.
Every wrinkled and cracked on the surface of those wooden pillars is a huge problem for ants.
But even if they climb up, what if they do?
After making a lot of efforts, what will they think?
Is it resentment or regret?
Guo Jia suddenly discovered that there were many things in this big tent that he had never carefully observed before.
I won’t mention the ants on the wooden pillar. There is also a spider web on the corner of the beam of the big tent. Two or three moths seem to be stained with the spider web. The torches inserted on the wooden pillars have made the beam above dark...
How long has it been since he carefully observed the surroundings and felt these subtle changes?
Every day when he was not sick, there were countless things. There were always endless texts to be approved, there were always emergencies that made him unable to rest with peace of mind, there were always, and it was always the case.
He also thought that this was his responsibility and something he had to do, but now it seems that the result is not the case. Even without his presidency, the Zhongtiaoshan Camp is still in operation and the Tongguan Camp is still operating as usual.
So what about this great man’s world?
He thought he was very important to the world at present, but what about it?
『Military advisor...Military advisor...』 Lu Chang called out and pulled Guo Jia's dispersed and somewhat chaotic thoughts back, "Military advisor, what should we do now?"
Guo Jia grinned weakly.
You are a living person who is roaming around. Now you ask me what to do? But he is not afraid of death because he believes that his life has been fully burned and shining. His name will remain in the history of the Han Dynasty, and someone will remember him in the future and will talk about him.
It's a pity...
In this life, I did not climb the highest mountain, see the largest sea, see the vastest desert, and did not go to the most winding rivers...
Guo Jia suddenly realized that in his life, until death came, he still had so many things he wanted to do but never did.
Before, Guo Jia thought he still had a chance and time.
It turns out that in life, it is not only alcohol that can intoxicate people, not only sex that can excite, nor is it only Wushi San that can make people feel happy.
Guo Jia suddenly understood why Li Ru went west in the last time of his life...
Because that period was Li Ru’s last time as himself and as a human being.
It is a person with flesh and blood, laughing and drinking, not a dog, a cow, or a horse.
What a lucky thing is it to be a human being?
One in a million probability, the pain of ten months of pregnancy, and the hardship of raising more than ten years.
Why be a dog?
Or willing to be a cow and a horse?
"Military advisor, military advisor?" Lu Chang urged, with a little panic, "I, what are we going to do next? Military advisor?"
Guo Jia looked over slowly and coughed a few times. He felt something was surging up, so he tried his best to suppress it.
After a few breaths, Guo Jia ordered, "Get the pen and ink..."
『Quick! Get the pen and ink quickly!』
As Guo Jia spoke, it seemed that everyone in the tent was a little lighter, but soon realized that this might be Guo Jia's last words or suicide notes. Unfortunately, when the pen and ink came, Guo Jia's hands were shaking violently and could not be written in words at all.
Lu Chang came forward to take the pen, "Military advisor, I'll write it."
Guo Jia wanted to write not to write a suicide note about the family property, but to sort out Cao Cao's subsequent strategic direction issues.
Perhaps it is life and death that the outcome of a war is no longer the most important issue for Guo Jia, which also allows him to finally break away from the limitations of this war and jump out of this battlefield to think about the entire grand strategy and direction.
"The cavalry is like Qin."
This is the first sentence Guo Jia said.
People from Shandong said that Fei Qian was like the Former Qin Dynasty and was a teacher of tigers and wolves. The four words "Tiger and wolves" not only contained a belittlement of Fei Qian, but also expressed his fear of "Tiger and wolves" and his helplessness in "communicating" with him.
However, this Qin-like statement is often left to speak verbally, and now Guo Jia specifically emphasized it before his death, to explain what is it?
Before Lu Chang could figure it out, Guo Jia slowly said the second sentence.
"Victory and defeat are not outside, but inside."
"Hmm?" Lu Chang was stunned. His hands didn't stop, but his heart was rolling.
What does this mean? Could it be that it is talking about the current issue of money and food? Or that it is about soldiers. And who wins and who loses this "win and loses"? If "win and loses" is just the so-called internal factors, then where is the effect of external factors? Or...
"sky……"
Guo Jiagang said a word and suddenly started coughing.
The fishy smell that had been suppressed by Guo Jia before surged up tenaciously, and then blocked his throat and trachea.
Guo Jia's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead seemed to burst into pieces in the next moment of coughing.
『Doctor! Doctor!!』
Lu Chang shouted.
There was a panic in the tent.
The doctor who had not walked away from the tent quickly ran into the tent again. After a long period of massage and guidance, the bloody phlegm that blocked Guo Jia's throat finally coughed out, and then spit out a large amount of blood clots, which was extremely fishy.
Guo Jia tried his best to breathe, like a worn bellows. He was unable to support his body and lay softly on the bed.
『Military advisor, you haven't finished speaking yet..." Lu Chang couldn't help crying, 『Military advisor, what did you say, what is the heaven? What is the world?"
Guo Jia gasped.
The world...
He can no longer care about the world.
Guo Jia turned his head and looked at the personal servant who had already cried.
The attendant understood and hurried forward and knelt in front of Guo Jia's bed.
『Home... yard... under the tree... wine... 』 Guo Jia gasped and said with difficulty. Every time he said a word, some blood was flowing out. 『After the war...... he... won...
The attendant was crying so hard that he couldn't speak, but just nodded desperately and then kowtowed deeply.
Guo Jia turned his eyes and looked at the sky outside the tent. His cheeks moved slightly, as if he had recalled the ups and downs of his own life.
His life was like a meteor, passing through the chaotic sky in the late Han Dynasty, short and dazzling.
Now, the meteor finally fell.
It was like Sima Yi shot out the light when he attacked the camp and landed on Zhongtiao Mountain.
Fall down, dissipate.
The people around him looked at the once wise counselor, but now they could only lie there quietly, feeling inexplicably sad, but they also knew that Guo Jia's life was about to end and they could do nothing.
Guo Jia let out his last sigh, his voice faintly, I don’t know if it was a feeling or reluctance to leave.
This is the voice he ends up staying in this world.
His way ends here.
In the ninth year of Taixing, summer.
Guo Jia and Guo are filial and are ill and destined to Zhongtiao Mountain.
Chapter completed!