Episode 134. The Yellow Turban Rebellion (1) The
fireman judged it to be cholera, and the origin of the disease, which people of this era called the Red Death, was in the upper reaches of the main stream of the Yangtze River.
The Yangtze River is the third longest river in the world, stretching over 6,300 km, stretching from the Qinghai Sea in the west of China to Shanghai in the southeast.
The river basin area accounts for 20% of China’s area, and the population living together accounts for 40% of the total population.
The plague has spread to almost all areas along the Yangtze River’s main stream and tributaries.
While Hwanyang distributed Hwabu’s prescriptions to all the city doctors in Sanyang County, Hwabu used the authority of Sheeosa to send dispatches to the imperial palace to spread the prescriptions to all states where the epidemic was circulating.
However, there were doctors who followed the prescription and there were doctors who insisted on their own treatment methods.
In places where there were doctors who followed the fireman’s prescription, they caught the plague, albeit belatedly, but in places where there were clinicians who did not, they had to endure until the disease subsided on its own.
“ha! After all, it is not easy to deal with.”
Many people could live if they followed the prescription, but it was a pity that they didn’t.
Tens of thousands, not hundreds of thousands… It was impossible to ascertain how many people had died from the plague.
Contrary to
the heart of the fireman, not only the governor of Sanyang-gun but also the emperor gave awards to the fireman, and thanks to the fireman, those who got up from the plague were treated with saliva drying on their lips day after day. praised
But the fireman was focused on something else.
‘The lawmakers who are soaked in inertia and full of obstinacy and stubbornness… You guys are no less than corrupt officials! No, it’s worse.’
I was angry at the doctor who didn’t follow the prescription, but I couldn’t go around looking for them one by one. And most of them have already died from plague.
* * *
The painter returned to Dongu-hyeon and was spending time taking care of the patients who came to the doctor’s office, soothing his troubled mind.
In the meantime, Hwabok, the eldest brother, had a wedding with the eldest daughter of the upper merchant family, and around that time, the Hwabu was preparing to return to Chohyeon with his mother.
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hee hee hee hee hee hee in the afternoon one afternoon, the pabalma departed from the imperial palace and arrived at the prefectural office.
“Hyeonryeol Hwabok of Dongu County, follow the orders of His Majesty the Emperor.”
“I accept the order of reconciliation.”
As Hwabok bowed, the messenger began to read the edict.
“Since a civil rebellion broke out in Georok-gun, Giju and spread throughout the country…”
The content of the teachings issued by the emperor’s decree is that a civil rebellion, later called the Yellow Turban Rebellion, broke out and Nosik Hwang Bo-sung Joo-jun. The content was that each county and prefectural office should make a contribution by striking down bandits sympathetic to the rebellion, as the three generals were ordered to suppress the rebellion.
It was also included that Joo Jun made Sun Gyeon his left-hander and put him in the vanguard, Hwang Bo-sung made Cao Cao his prayer and put him in the vanguard, and No Shik made Yuan Shao the middle commander and put him in the vanguard.
When the messenger left the edict and left, the fireman, who learned the contents, tilted his head with a puzzled expression.
“Wasn’t your older brother, Jo, being removed from office for being involved in the dethronement of Empress Song? I must have heard that you went down to Chohyeon and became a Hanyang in the past.”
“Who is Joe’s grandfather? Geon-seok’s group chased Hyung Jo out, but not too long ago, he was given the post of Uirang again and entered the imperial palace.”
“ah! Did you?”
“It happened while you were traveling across the country to catch a plague.”
“okay.”
It was only then that the painter realized that several years had passed while he drove the Unga merchants from Dongu County and went around trying to catch the plague that had spread across the country.
‘Come to think of it, this year is the first year of writing the middle part era.’
The rebellion of the Yellow Turbans in Bonn City occurred simultaneously in several states, and Yeju and Yeonju had to be no different. However, while other states were turned upside down by civil riots, Yeju and Yeonju remained silent.
It was because the Bishop of Yeju and the Bishop of Yeonju were healed by Hwabu and escaped from the clutches of the Master of Taepyeong.
It was going a little differently than recorded in history, but the fireman didn’t care about that anymore.
“Oh, and read this too.”
When Hwabok held out one more booklet, the painter tilted his head and opened it.
“Who else sent this?”
“Jo hyung sent it along with His Majesty’s messenger.”
“Oh~.”
The fireman’s eyes widened as he read the letter sent by Jojo.
He sent his younger cousins Hahudon and Johong down to Chohyeon to release the family’s wealth and gather righteous troops to strengthen security and prevent the rise of thieves, so they were told to hide there.
The people who escaped were the fireman, his disciples, and his mother.
Hwabok had already read the book, so when the painter finished reading it, he opened his mouth.
“As many scholars feared, a big thing happened in the end.”
“Iknow, right. It finally exploded.”
The painter sighed involuntarily because he knew the future.
The Yellow Turban Rebellion was grandiose and spread quickly like wildfire, but the leader of the Taepyeong Church and his younger siblings were all killed without enduring a year, ending in vain.
However, even if the ringleaders disappeared, the bishops, Taepyeong messengers, and Taepyeongists, who were their hands and feet, hid among the people and resisted the ruling class for over 30 years.
In the end, the Han Dynasty was divided into three countries called Wei, Shukwu, and a new dynasty was established, and then the Taepyeonggyo disappeared, but after that, in history, when the dynasty was corrupted and the people’s lives became difficult, it would appear again in one form or another with different names.
From the perspective of the ruling class, it is a riot, but from the perspective of the exploited farmers, it is a last resort before they die.
“As Jo hyung arranged, take your mother and go down to Chohyeon.”
“Can you handle this difficult situation alone, brother?”
When the painter was concerned, Hwabok laughed.
“I have received a lot of help from you. Don’t worry, I’m enough now.”
The fireman was about to say something.
“All right. Then I will trust you and go to Chohyeon.”
* * *
On the way to Chohyeon, there was a place where a civil war broke out, so even if it took time, Hwabu went back far.
After going back like that, I came to have Nang-a-gun, the hometown of Pyeon-seon, close by.
As Nang-A-gun got closer, Pyeon-seon’s face naturally became excited.
‘Since we’ve come this far, it wouldn’t be bad to see the face of Congressman Polarization for the first time in a long time.’
When the painter changed the route, Pyeonseon was very happy, and her mother did not object.
The painter was riding in a wagon and was quietly amazed at the wide and large river flowing by.
‘Even though I don’t know geomancy well… The shape of this river looks like a big dragon crouching down. Grand.’
As the painter admired the lecture, Pyeonseon next to him opened his mouth.
“Master, do you know the name of this river?”
“What?”
“It is called Waryonggang because it resembles the shape of a lying dragon.”
“Waryonggang? It’s a common name I’ve heard quite a bit.”
The painter nodded as if he was used to it, and Pyeonseon made a puzzled expression.
“Is the name Waryonggang common? I’ve never heard of it except here… Where else is the Waryong River?”
stop.
The fireman opened his mouth to answer easily, but he couldn’t say where another Waryonggang was.
‘I’m sure I’ve heard of Waryonggang a lot… but why didn’t I remember the location? go go Wow! Waryong is the pen name of Zhuge Liang. The reason why Zhuge Liang was called Waryong was because the Waryong River was flowing in the place where he was living before he went into government service to Liu Bei… Could the separated Zhuge Liang live in this area now? It’s been a while since the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, so maybe he’s still alive.’
The fireman remembered giving Zhuge Liang a whole pouch full of hermits a few years ago.
At the time, it was regrettable that Zhuge Liang sold the book, but rather than that, he wanted to establish a relationship with him because he was a person who would be talked about as a legend in future history books.
‘If you still live in this area… it would be okay to meet and go.’
Even though Zhuge Liang is a great person, I didn’t even think about asking people to visit him and meet him.
What the painter thought was to open a free medicine room, just like when he first met Zhuge Liang, to get him interested in visiting him.
Actually, if you meet something, it’s good, and if you don’t, you can’t do it. It was just like that.
“Haha, now that I think about it… I guess I’m not familiar with the name Waryonggang, but I’m familiar with the name Waryong. By the way, if you take a boat here from the ferry, you said that Congressman Pyeonkeuk’s doctor’s office is half a day away.”
“yes.”
“I’m seeing my father for the first time in years, but I’m not going empty-handed.”
“Yes ah yes.”
“I’ll give you time today, so go with Ohbo and buy some presents, meat, and some alcohol.”
When the fireman took out a small money bag, Pyeonseon’s face widened.
“thank you. Master.”
“Don’t save money, buy something good.”
“yes.”
When Pyeonseon and Obo disappeared on horseback, the fireman ordered servants to set up a tent near the ferry and opened a temporary medical clinic.
When a flag announcing free treatment was hung on the tent, people at the ferry and nearby fishermen began to show interest one by one.
‘Will I be able to meet Zhuge Liang again?’
For some reason, it seemed like it would come.
* * *
“Is there a clinic that treats you for free?”
The Zhuge brothers bought land near the Waryong River with the money the painter gave them and were farming.
Of course, I couldn’t take pictures of a lot of land, so when I had free time, I helped other houses and received wages, and I read books mostly at night.
I was selling my goods today, but a fisherman who came back from fishing in the morning told me that there was a clinic at the Waryong River ferry that was providing free treatment.
“Do you really treat me for free?”
When Mr. Soon, the owner of the field, grabbed his aching stomach and asked, the fisherman pointed with his finger toward the ferry far away.
“You can see people are gathering around Naruto. They say they treat you for free, so if you didn’t, you’d leave your hands behind and crowd around, wouldn’t you?”
Mr. Soon, the owner of the field, put down the hoe he was holding because he knew that the fisherman would not lie to him.
“Madam, I will support you.”
When Sun-ssi said that Jegal-geun would help her, she hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. For some reason, my stomach was getting more and more painful as time passed.
In my heart, I was about to ask my husband to put aside the field work and go to the doctor’s office when his husband returned from selling goods on the street.
“Yes. okay. Give me some support.”
Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Gyun followed as Zhuge Kun supported Sun.
“You guys are here.”
“Your brother, we want to go too.”
“Did we come to work or to play?”
“But…” As soon as
Zhuge Liang heard that there was a doctor who could treat him for free, he thought of Hwa-ta. However, since his older brother had a point, he couldn’t bear to go against it.
“Just tell them to follow me.”
At that time, the owner of the field who was being supported gave permission.
When I arrived at the ferry after walking about a corner, I saw people waiting in line.
I was obviously bored, but among the people in line to receive treatment, some were carrying fish, and others were tying chickens to rice straw.
“I wish I could bring something like this…”
Soon-ssi felt sorry that she was empty-handed.
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When a sudden stomachache came in, Sunssi couldn’t stand it even though her jegalgeun was supporting her and sat down holding on to her stomach.
“Oh, ma’am, are you okay?”
“Ugh, it looks like the tea intestines are breaking.”
“I’m sorry, but can I get some treatment first? My aunt is in so much pain.”
Jegalgeun ejaculated at the person in front of him, but the person in front of him had a cold expression.
“Hey, I’ve been waiting for you for a while too. And the people in front of me also came and waited for me from a while ago. How can a young person be so shameless to ask a subject who has just arrived?”
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