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Chapter 313 0308 [Guangxi yet to be developed]

If other officials lie down, they have to go to the yamen to take a seat.

Zhu Ming and Fan Zhiming had nothing to do all day long, so they made an appointment to go to Qixing Mountain to relax and choose a site for the construction of the academy.

Qixing Mountain is located east of Guizhou City, opposite the Li River.

The two of them walked towards the ferry with each other with their own side.

Not far from the city, more than a dozen barbarians came together. The man had a bun like a vertebrae and was wearing a striped robe; the woman had a shirt on her top and skirt on her bottom, with extremely fancy patterns.

Both men and women carry weapons and are barefoot.

They probably came to sell goods, and the goods were a bit scary.

The men were carrying a brown bear. Because they were too large, their limbs were cut off and carried separately.

This thing is called "human bear", which is "六".

Zhu Ming looked at it for a while and asked curiously: "Which clan are these?"

Fan Zhiming said: "The Yao people."

"Are there many Yao people in Guizhou?" Zhu Ming asked.

Fan Zhiming said: "The surrounding mountains are all macao Yao, and they can speak Chinese. In the further mountains, most of them are Sheng Yao, but they do not accept Wang Hua. Shu Yao is gentle in nature and often comes to the city of Zhou to sell local goods. Sheng Yao is extremely violent and often goes down the mountain to rob, and most of the Han people suffer from it."

Zhu Ming asked, "Can you know how to farm?"

Fan Zhiming said: "Cooked Yao is good at farming, and has a variety of corn, beans, and sweet potatoes, which are the same as those of the Han people. Raw Yao slashing and fire farming, supplemented by hunting to make a living."

The Yao people here do not grow rice because they all live in the mountains without paddy fields, so life is relatively difficult.

Perhaps seeing that they were dressing better, the Yao people actually came forward: "Does the noble man want to buy a bear? The meat is delicious and the skin is strong."

Zhu Ming didn't eat bear meat and said, "What other local products are there?"

Several Yao women immediately put down their backpacks.

Zhu Ming glanced at it and found that there were daily necessities such as linen and many handicrafts.

"What is this?" Zhu Ming picked up a black stone.

A Yao woman said: "Talc."

Fan Zhiming said: "Talc is a tribute from Guizhou. It can be used as medicine or as decoration. It can be black and white, and it is as smooth as jade."

In fact, it is just silicate minerals. It is useless for Yao people to use, but the Han people like it very much.

These talcs have been polished and oiled, and look like jade.

Zhu Ming felt it was interesting, so he paid for two.

Continue walking to the river, Fan Zhiming said: "Guizhou has heavy humidity, talc can remove moisture, and it is also a good medicinal material."

Zhu Ming didn't pay much attention when he came, but saw various prescriptions engraved on the monument. He couldn't help asking: "How to erect the monument to engrave the prescriptions next to the road?"

Fan Zhiming explained: "At the beginning of the founding of the Song Dynasty, Guangxi was not yet open. Chen Gong Yaosou served as the Guangxi Transportation Commissioner. He first dredged the Ling Canal and the Li River, and then promoted the cultivation of rice and ramie in Guangxi. At that time, medicine was not prosperous, and the people in Guangxi got sick, and they all killed chickens to pray for the blessing of God. Chen Gong sent people to collect proven prescriptions and carved monuments on important roads everywhere to facilitate the copying of the people. Medicine was then spread in Guangxi."

"What a capable minister!" Zhu Ming couldn't help but sigh.

He knew Chen Yaosou before traveling through time, but it was not because of his achievements in governing the people. However, Chen Yaosou, a native of Sichuan, suggested that the emperor move the capital to Chengdu after the Chanyuan alliance, but was scolded by Prime Minister Kou Zhun.

Fan Zhiming said: "It's a pity that Guangxi has a lot of miasma so far, and it's difficult for Han officials and people to go deep into the barren areas."

Guangxi is prone to illness, and there are more than one or two officials promoting medicine.

For example, Fan Min, the magistrate of Yongzhou (Nanning), found that the people were sick, and they only paid for the gods and refused to seek medical treatment. So he posted a notice that anyone who wanted to see a doctor could ask him to reimburse his medical expenses, and he paid for it himself. He also carved many prescriptions on the shrines everywhere, so that patients who worshipped the gods could see it.

The most troublesome thing is miasma.

In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the death rate of officials sent to Guangxi reached 70%.

When Chen Yaosou left Beijing to take office, his friend wrote him a farewell poem, which was roughly: The broken place in Guangxi is very masturbation. I feel that my soul is broken and my soul is hurt. Brother, please take care of me.

Seven or eight out of ten soldiers stationed in Shunzhou (Gaoping Province, Vietnam) died of illness, and even the magistrate was seriously ill.

More than ten years ago, Wang Zudaodao 1,500 miles away, and built a city to mobilize troops to garrison. In just one year, nearly half of the soldiers died. When he was promoted to the Minister of War, all the soldiers were not dead and the barbarians made a comeback and often came out of the mountains to rob.

After taking a boat across the Li River and coming to the vicinity of Longyin Rock, Fan Zhiming pointed ahead and said, "In summer, Qixing Mountain also has miasma. If you teach here, you should not go too deep into the mountain. You must build a house at the foot of the mountain."

Zhu Ming was quite puzzled by this: "What exactly is miasma?"

Fan Zhiming said: "The diseases in the south are called miasma, and there is no one in the north."

It is probably the general term for some tropical diseases, such as malaria, dysentery, hemorrhagic fever, sand lice fever, etc. Some are transmitted through mosquitoes, and some are transmitted through water sources.

Fan Zhiming said: "In fact, drinking more hot water and not drinking raw water can prevent diseases. But it requires long-term education and not overnight."

Zhu Ming said in surprise: "Do you know that drinking hot water can prevent diseases?"

Fan Zhiming smiled and said, "Everyone knows the southeast."

The ancients were not fools. Maybe they didn’t understand the principles, but they knew about observation and summary.

"Chicken Lip" written in the late Northern Song Dynasty has detailed records: "The world says that the water in the northwest is good and the wind is poisonous, so many people are injured by the thief wind. Even if the water is cold, there is no danger. In the southeast, it is the opposite. Even if the people are on the road, they must drink and boil water. If they lie down, they will look outward..."

In the Song people's concept, the northwest region should pay attention to preventing wind and preventing wind evil from entering the body and getting sick. It doesn't matter whether or not drink hot water. In the southeast region, even if a commoner walks on the road, he must drink boiled water. He should also pay attention to ventilation to prevent heatstroke. He should face his head outside when sleeping.

When Chen Yaosou was managing Guangxi, in order to prevent miasma, he also paid attention to preventing heatstroke and drinking water safety.

He asked the people to plant trees on both sides of the official road to shade, and built pavilions every twenty or thirty miles, so that pedestrians could cool down for free to quench their thirst. He also taught the people of Guangxi to dig wells, which were cleaner than river water and could effectively prevent parasites and bacterial infections.

Nowadays, drinking hot water has become a consensus, and the mortality rate of Guangxi officials has been greatly reduced.

But the common people in Guangxi and the soldiers have not yet developed the habit. They scoop up raw water and drink it, and they are caught unknowingly.

There was a farmer at the foot of Qixing Mountain. Zhu Ming walked over and knocked on the gate of the farmyard.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, there is not much farm work and there are people at home.

Seeing that they seemed to be of great origin, the farmer was a little scared and was in a hurry to receive him.

Zhu Ming smiled and bowed: "We are thirsty on the way to visit Qixing Mountain. Can we ask for a bowl of water?"

"Please come in quickly, nobles." Hearing that they were just here to ask for water, several farmers became enthusiastic.

The old woman came out with a pottery kettle, holding a pottery bowl in her hand.

This is obviously cool and white, otherwise there would be no need for a kettle.

Zhu Ming sat down and chatted, first asked how many people they had, and then asked how the harvest this year.

After talking for a long time, Zhu Ming finally asked, "Does the people of Lingui know to boil water before drinking?"

The old farmer replied: "The government asked to drink boiled water, saying that drinking raw water will cause illness. We are close to the city and we are very obedient. If we are farther away, we will not listen. The government is too lazy to care about it."

Zhu Ming continued to ask, probably understanding what was going on.

It is purely a matter of concept. There was a porous stove in the Han Dynasty, which could heat several pots at the same time. When cooking, boiling boiled water at the same time without spending too much firewood.

Jiangnan developed early, miasma is no longer a problem, and the people have a more hygienic concept.

Guangxi still needs to be educated slowly.

As for why the mortality rate of soldiers is high, it is probably because they go deep into the barbarian land. The environment there is really too harsh and it is difficult to adapt to it for a while.

Zhu Ming plans to compile a sanitation booklet and establish a new dynasty as a primary school book in the future so that children can also know about this.

"Where is a suitable place nearby that is convenient for leveling the land and building a house?" Zhu Ming asked again.

The old farmer asked: "Does the noble man cut down trees and cleared the land by himself, or buy ready-made land?"

Zhu Ming said: "Everything is OK."

"You can go to find Mr. Pei when you buy land." The old farmer suggested.

Zhu Ming gave a few cents to ask the old farmer to lead the way.

The Pei family is a nearby family and once had a Jinshi, but the land yield was not large, so they mainly engaged in freight business.

"Meet Fan Tuanlian!" Mr. Pei greeted him when he met.

Fan Zhiming smiled and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Pei Yuanwai said: "The former prefect visits Qixing Mountain, and Fan Tuanlian is also there. Cao Shenjun broke his legs and sat down the mountain with a bamboo carriage. The one who carried the bamboo carriage was my servant."

Fan Zhiming introduced: "This is Mr. Zhu Ming and Zhu, a Tanhualang who has been in Zhenghe for five years. Mr. Zhu plans to give lectures in Qixingshan and find a piece of land to build a college. What good places are there?"

Zhu Ming said: "You give a flat land, donate some money from other wealthy families, and build a college together, so that all the children of the clan can come to study."

Pei Yuanwai's eyes lit up: "I am willing to offer the land!"

Guizhou was the top scholar in the Tang Dynasty, and its cultural context declined during the Five Dynasties, and the Northern Song Dynasty was in the recovery period.

To this day, there is not even academies, except for official schools, there are all private schools.

The academies in Guizhou only appeared in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Zhu Ming also said: "I can get a few thatched huts at first, but I will move them over after the Chinese New Year."

Mr. Pei immediately promised: "Before the Lantern Festival, I will set up the hut and even the furniture is done!"

"Take me to see the ground." Zhu Ming said.

The entire Qixing Mountain is a large scenic area with mountains and many famous attractions.

The most famous one is Zeng Gongyan, which was opened by Zengbu and has a temple nearby. The rich people in the city like to visit here.

Zhu Ming’s academy address is located south of Qixing Mountain.

It is surrounded by mountain peaks in the north, with a lake on the east side, and a small Dongjiang not far to the west. This is a pure holy place for retirement.

At noon, I had dinner at Mr. Pei's house. All my children and nephews called me, and there were more than ten people who wanted to study in the academy.

Because Fan Zhiming had already leaked his words, he said that he would come to give a lecture.

One is the second place and the other is the Tanhua. They are teachers, and aren’t the students rushing to sign up?

Half a month later, Chen Dong and the others finally arrived.

Twenty-seven expelled students brought their followers into the city and headed straight to the county government. When they revealed their identities, they caused a sensation in an instant!

(A book friend pointed out that Fan Zhixu and Fan Zhiming are brothers, so Fan Zhiming should go home to attend the funeral. Alas, just think they are brothers of the clan. It has been written and it is difficult to modify the plot.)
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