Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 134 As long as Huang Zhongda Lu doesn’t want the autumn cicada to sing at all times

Wulin Road.

It was more of a shack than a house.

Rotten wood and rags collected from unknown sources formed the entire structure of the house.

When Bao Guowei, Wei Junming and others entered the place, a stench came out as soon as they opened the curtain, and they had to cover their noses before entering.

As soon as I walked in, I saw several strips of cloth depicting the miraculous doctor hanging on the wall, which were extremely conspicuous.

There are some medicinal materials placed in the corner, some of which are even moldy.

You can also see some bedding and food. This fake doctor seems to live and eat here.

There were already several students inside, and they seemed to be arguing with the fake doctor.

Bao Guowei instinctively felt that it was very dangerous, this was a petri dish for germs!

"Let's take him out and talk!"

He immediately ordered.

Everyone nodded in unison, and with their cooperation, the thin and old fake doctor was immediately dragged out.

His beard trembled and he spoke in a loud voice.

"What are you little babies doing? Let me go, I have a family to go to. Can you afford to delay my illness?"

Wei Junming and others worked together to put it on the ground and said angrily.

"You're a quack, you still want to pretend to be a doctor? You almost killed someone, do you know that?"

There was news before that people who took the fake doctor's medicine were sent to the hospital. Fortunately, they saved their lives, but they were also tortured to the point of dying.

Originally, when all kinds of medicines were sufficient, diseases such as influenza could be cured, but now it is even worse.

The fake doctor was about fifty years old. His face was as rough as dry tree bark. He raised his neck and spoke loudly.

"You guys, don't try to accuse someone of innocence out of thin air. I've been practicing medicine for decades, so why am I a quack? I want to report it to the official! You students are using lynching!"

He immediately squatted on the ground and acted rogue.

The fake doctor turned his head and thought about shouting loudly to call other residents in the alley to come over and seek justice for him.

"Hey! You bad old man!"

Wei Junming rolled up his sleeves and asked him to taste the iron fist of justice.

Bao Guowei stopped him and said, "Don't be impulsive."

"Hmph!" The fake doctor snorted coldly.

When they arrived, they already had a basic understanding of the fake doctor's situation.

This person's surname is Zhong and his first name is Yong'an. He is from Yongxin Township.

In his early years in the countryside, he was from a wealthy family. However, in his generation, he was in trouble. He only passed the Tongsheng test. He still thought that after a few more years of hanging around, he could become a scholar and then a scholar, so that he could stand out.

But who would have thought that the imperial examination system would be abolished the next year, and within a few years even the Qing Dynasty would fall.

In order to take the exam, almost all of his family's property was sold to make a living, so Zhong Yongan decided to practice medicine.

After studying the medical skills found in several books at home, he began his medical career.

In fact, he is quite a kind person, and he basically charges low prices when he practices medicine.

It is true that medical skills are not perfect, but occasionally one or two people can be cured by accident, and most of them rely on their own bodies to carry it through.

In this way, he, a doctor, is still very respected among the people at the bottom.

This time, he did not even charge a consultation fee, but only paid for medicinal materials and practiced medicine for free, so that he was called a living Bodhisattva.

The old god Zhong Yongan was talking to the ground like a magic stick.

"I follow a principle in practicing medicine. The poor are prescribed cheap medicines, and the rich are prescribed expensive medicines. Everyone can have the opportunity to see a doctor. This is my great ideal in practicing medicine. You guys, go away quickly, and I can forget the blame. .”

Wei Junming gave the other party an angry smile and said, "So, you have quite a dream?"

Zhong Yongan shook his head and said: "I naturally have my own ethics in practicing medicine. This medicine will never be prescribed randomly. What you said before must have nothing to do with me."

One student jumped out and said: "Do you call black dog blood, child feces and the like drugs? This is feudal superstition! There is no scientific basis!"

He waved a prescription in his hand and said angrily.

All the students were very angry. They were promoting the concept of epidemic prevention and control at the front, but this person was secretly preaching about black dog blood and child urine as a cure. He was simply making trouble.

"What do you know? These are all medicinal materials in medical books. They are the essence of the thoughts of our ancestors!"

Zhong Yongan did not frown at these students at all. He had his own absurd reasoning. He even disliked the word science and retorted to the students.

"Science? Science can only bring disaster. Don't you know how many villagers have lost their livelihoods because of those monsters made of steel?"

He said somewhat sadly.

"It turns out that we country folk can still rely on weaving. If we have skills, we can make some commonly used things, and we can even subsidize our families."

"It's better now. Factories have been built one after another, and foreign goods have come in. In the past, the cloth we woven ourselves couldn't be sold, but now we can't even sell the food."

"Are you talking to me about science? I only know that science has ruined the lives of my compatriots in the countryside!"

"You said that I am harming people. If not, what else can we do? Those fellow villagers who are sick can only wait to die!"

"This"

"Then you can't prescribe medicine randomly!"

"That's it!"

Wei Junming and others looked at each other in confusion. After answering a few words, they didn't know what to say.

It sounds reasonable, and I don’t even know how to refute it.

Everyone looked at Bao Guowei and felt that he would definitely be able to regain his place.

After all, he is someone who has no stage fright in front of all the big guys.

At this moment, Bao Guowei was deep in thought.

From 1912 to 1931, foreign rice was being dumped in China, causing thousands of farmers to lose their livelihoods.

The government even followed the late Qing Dynasty's policy of encouraging foreign grain imports and implemented a long-term tax-free policy for foreign rice and wheat imports.

It was not until import taxes were enacted in 1933 that the situation improved.

The damage caused to farmers during this period was not only due to productivity, but also to the castration of tariff autonomy.

There is also the collapse of the small-scale peasant economy such as cloth production. Under the wave of industrialization, the pain caused by the development of productivity levels is inevitable.

What matters is not the destruction of the small-scale peasant economy, but whether the country can seize the autonomy of its productive forces.

This is a difficult issue to reconcile, and it must be done well at the leadership level.

At this moment, the leadership of the national government.

Of course, compared to the path of industrialization, Bao Guowei's current path focuses more on the ideological awakening and livelihood of millions of people.

This is where he should focus right now.

When Zhong Yongan saw several well-dressed students, he was speechless. Especially the leading student, who seemed to have entered a state of enlightenment?

He immediately said with some pride.

"Little kids, go home and study hard!" Zhong Yongan patted his buttocks and sat up from the floor. "I still have something to do, so take the first step. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me."

Wei Junming stepped forward to stop the other party and said, "You have committed a crime and still want to run away?"

Zhong Yongan immediately argued: "Don't try to taint someone's innocence. My name is Xuan Hu to save the world!"

But finally heard Bao Guowei's voice say.

"Shi Hao, go back and talk to your father. There is a doctor practicing fake medicine here. Find out more about it, especially start the investigation from Yongxin Township."

Shi Hao's father is the captain of the Hangzhou Police Station. The benefits of mobilizing these students are evident. One by one, his father is basically an important official in the government.

Previously, it might have been necessary to hide it, but now Bao Guowei was speaking in front of these government officials with ease.

When Bao Guowei spoke, several people immediately became energetic and pressed down Zhong Yongan's hands three times.

"What are you doing! What have I done? I am saving people! You can't do this to me!"

"Committed a crime?"

Bao Guowei smiled slightly and did not argue with him about the previous matter, but just discussed the matter.

"If I could find out how many people you've treated or how many medical accidents you've had, I'd think it wouldn't be an exaggeration to sentence you to death by firing squad, right?"

At this time, Zhong Yongan was finally scared, he pulled his neck and shouted.

"What an injustice! What an injustice!"

But he was still dragged to the nearest police station.

After the matter was settled, Shi Hao came over and asked.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

"Intensify publicity here and set up a temporary medical point. As for this person, please hand it over to the police station and handle it as you please."

This matter is very complicated, and people like Bao Guowei have little law enforcement power, so it is best to leave it to the police station.

on the way back.

Wei Junming didn't understand.

"Old Bao, you looked a little distracted just now. Usually you can't give him such a slap in the face that even your mother doesn't recognize you? Are you misfiring today?"

Bao Guowei said with narrowed eyes while riding his bicycle.

"Zhong Yongan is right, why should I fight against him?"

"That's right?!!"

Wei Junming was very surprised. In the past, the all-powerful Lao Bao couldn't defeat a fake doctor today?

"What can I say? It's easy to criticize Zhong Yongan. I have countless words and impassioned speeches. I'm confident that I can speak beautifully, but what's the use?"

"That's true, but I still"

Wei Junming still didn't understand.

"A qualified scholar should not stand on the commanding heights and educate the general public. Thousands of farmers and ordinary people. They may be ignorant or ignorant or feudal.

This is not because they want to do this, but because they can't live anymore and they need a hope and a spiritual sustenance. "

"Don't tell others to do good without suffering others' suffering."

Bao Guowei continued to speak slowly and in an aggravated tone.

"They just had a simple wish."

"Live and live better."

Wei Junming is a rough man, he is confused.

But the students following behind asked questions as if they were in class.

"Mr. Bao, what should we do?"

Bao Guowei immediately expressed his feelings.

"If we want to break feudalism and superstition, the first thing we should do is let them live, let them read books, read good books, be sensible, and understand the correct principles."

"I can point at the noses of those gentlemen and scold them, but I cannot point at these people and scold them. Ordinary people do not need your superior education."

"The works of the pre-Qin scholars basically did not educate ordinary people, but almost all of them educated the ruling class."

"Therefore, Su Shi of the Song Dynasty once compared the articles of the pre-Qin Dynasty to Huang Zhongda Lu, which was inspiring and enlightening, while the articles of later generations were like the cicadas chirping in autumn, not worth mentioning! This is exactly the reason!"

"In my opinion, a true scholar should be like this, do you understand?"

Wei Junming knew only a little bit about it, but he patted his chest and said: "Old Bao, what you said is too roundabout. It makes sense, but I don't understand. I just know that in the future, those damn masters and foreigners will be right. Got it!"

The other person in the team had a light shining in his eyes.

Shi Hao's eyes flickered and he murmured: "Huang Zhong Da Lu, cicadas sing in autumn. Is this the reason why Mr. Bao strikes hard at the gentlemen and does not argue with ordinary people?"

When he arrived at the entrance of an alley, Bao Guowei stopped the car and said to everyone.

"I'm tired. Let's go back first. I'll leave the rest to you."

He has been away for many days, and it is time to go back.

Wei Junming nodded and said, "Don't worry, I think you're not feeling well today. It's time to go back and take a rest."

"Mr. Bao, be careful!!"

The other students felt that they had gained something again today and said goodbye to Bao Guowei.

Especially Shi Hao, he couldn't help but ask when he saw Bao Guowei's leaving figure.

"Mr. Bao, if I have any questions in the future, can I come to you?"

Bao Guowei was a little surprised, pressed his hands on the handlebars, smiled and nodded slightly.

"I'll do my best!"

After saying that, he rode towards home.

Only Shi Hao, who was a little distracted, was left.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Bao Guowei saw a big notice.

It said something like "retreat at home and don't disturb others". It probably meant that my father was being harassed by officials in the city.

Shaking his head, he heard crying inside as soon as he opened the door.

Wow, wow, wow, it was Zhang Ping'an's voice.

Bao Guowei suddenly felt a little strange. In the past, Zhang Pingan had a very mature temperament and basically never cried. What happened today?

He walked in with a smile and couldn't help but said teasingly.

"What's wrong? Comrade Zhang Pingan is so fragile that he cannot be used for much purpose!"

But as soon as he walked into the yard, he saw a frowning Lao Bao and a tearful Zhang Pingan.

When Zhang Ping'an saw Bao Guowei, he cried even more sadly, rushed over and sobbed.

"My parents are dead and my sister is gone. From now on, I, Zhang Ping'an, will only have my master and grandmaster!"

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(End of this chapter)