Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

Ma Liang (Baryou), son of Gaoshun (Gaoshun) and brother of Horseflash (Basen).

A member of a family of horses who produce many samurai, but our people were more talented in the sentence of Wen Wu - more so than they were talented in the martial arts.

Therefore, it became clear that Mr. Nong's treatment would be done by his younger brother, Horseflash.

As for Ma Liang, for the time being, he was given work in the office as Mr. Nong's deputy, during which time Mr. Nong decided to expedite.

"Is Ma Liang okay?

"Yes, I think you'll be all right"

Being rocked by a carriage for a day and a half. In an effort to finish as quickly as possible, the horses changed from city to city, so that your men could also take turns. Still, the escort also brings in about ten men.

Mr Ng's position is that it is a small expedition, but it takes a lot of time. I wanted to check the scene quickly, so I let it pass.

I therefore asked the talent to forgive me a little selfishness. Right now, next door is not a horse flash, but a high order. Horseflashes are on horses, escorting them.

It's bad for Horseflashes, but he still does Mr. Nong's assistant better in Gaoshun. I borrowed it from the Lord.

Although it also has the meaning of returning the interest that my lord used high order and enjoyed his work.

"He would have been weak for a long time. I heard you were home based therapy because of your illness."

Still, it was Mr. Nong who brought him here because he couldn't, but I can feel it if he doesn't feel well again.

"It's the usual illness, even when you say it."

"Is that the usual?

"Yes, this time, it doesn't seem to fit my boss and sleigh within the same department and I have a hole in my stomach. I threw up a lot of blood on my boss's desk and was transported straight to the medical office, where I retired. Was it three months ago?"

It's not okay at all. For a long time, when I deal with people I don't like and don't feel comfortable with, I remember being belly down.

Read Mr. Nong's uneasy expression or high order puts in an annotation.

"To my assistant, I gave her a daughter. He said he wanted to get back to work because the baby was a lot bigger."

"Then..., are you okay,?

She is the daughter of Gaoshun, Ma Shin and Ma Liang's sister. She is a woman who already has two children and is very similar to her wife in high order, who has a strong heart. Rather, I don't have to wonder if Ma Liang's mind load (stress) will increase.

"I see it"

High order looks out the window of the carriage.

Mr. Nong also looked out and saw a pompous village along with a quiet countryside. I see a large mansion behind it as the qualitative houses line up.

"Is that it?

"Yes, directly to the village chief's house, are you sure?

"No, before that. Can you get Li Bai (rehab) closer?

Lubai, he's a martial artist with a dog-like atmosphere somewhere. Seeing Mr. Nong's face doesn't upset him, and yet, he treasures him because of his airy personality. I put it on the escort by name this time.

"Okay."

Gaoshun calls Li Bai out the window. It would be quicker for Mr Nong to call directly, but it would be better not to put his face on the table too much. I plan on wearing a mask outside.

Suspiciously enough, if you give your name in high order, the village chief won't pursue it in depth either.

"What is it? Mr. Nong."

Lightly hits into the carriage where the luggage white is moving.

This man, who knows Mr. Non from the Kuniken period, calls him Non, not in a far-fetched way, such as "You of the Moon".

"You were from the province. Look at this village, what do you think?

"I don't care what they say..."

"For rural areas, houses are well built. It looks primitive to you, but it's decent. It just seems the locust plague was so bad."

It looked like a prime because the columns were slightly blurry.

"My grandfather told me that locusts don't just eat grain, they even scratch the columns and kimonos of the house."

It must have looked kind of blurry.

"According to the report, the only remaining cereals seem to have been stored in the warehouse after the harvest"

"You're talking about a headache."

Li Bai makes his face pull.

"Hate, maybe I was lucky at this time of year"

It would have been more devastating if it had been wheat harvest time. Or more to the south, it was dangerous because it was a rice cropping zone.

"It's hard to see from here, but you're dead bugs all over the ground. In advance, it would have been less damaging if we had just prepared for extermination."

Li Bai sighs as he shook his head at the boy. It's a little disrespectful, but I'll take a big look at it because I'm a man who's been through a lot for a while. Most importantly, I feel comfortable as Mr. Nong. Nor does Takashun say anything about how Mr. Nong feels. This is the horse flash that bites me.

"Then I'll leave, won't I? Horseflashes will stare at you."

Shortly after I left, the carriage stopped. They got to the village chief's house.

It seems uninteresting that Mr. Nong treasures Li Bai as a horse flash. A man like a dog just leaves the carriage.

Mr. Nong also wore a mask and was outside the carriage.

The village chief's house seems somewhat splendid enough, though the columns and roof have been scuffed. I could tell with a whitewashed look.

"It's more of a mansion than a house."

I dare you, enough to say this.

Around the mansion there is an aqueduct and a pond is built in the center of the garden. It looked like a sprinkled make, but I missed the lack of greenery.

It looks like it's sprinkling for a paddy pond, but let's keep it quiet over there.

Mr Nong stands behind the high order.

The rubber village chief looks at the suspicious masked man, Taru Non, as he bows his head in high order.

Would it be splendid enough for a village chief, even in the mansion? Under the mask, listening to the white twinkle, speculate. It looks simple, and the luggage is considerate.

"This way, please."

What was guided was the room where the feast was prepared. For Mr. Nguyen, who is tired of eating court dishes, a meal that can be considered crude, would have been too much in rural areas.

……

Gao Shun doesn't take a glimpse of Mr. Nong, but he must know what the Lord wants to say.

"I'm not here for a feast. Tell me exactly what's going on in the village."

"Yes, sir"

Usually, when you're used to polite language in high order, the way you talk about holding it down from the top sounds kind of fresh.

The village chief panicked and let the servant clean up the meal and open a large long table. Apparently, he was pretty nervous about the officials in the capital who were coming all of a sudden. The room is cleaned beautifully and the garden is visible through the window. Maybe it's a proud garden, but by the way, I can see the worm carcass falling off.

The village chief brought a view of the village.

"Precedents are good. Terminally and in detail."

"Yes, it was six months ago -"

The village chief speaks.

Half a month ago, he said he saw a black cloud from the northwest sky.

When I observed that I could see the rain clouds even though it was not the rainy season, the sound of ear damage approached. The identity of the black clouds above the horizon of nothing was a large swarm of locusts.

The masses devour the rice before harvest when they come to the village. The villagers fight Matsuaki with one hand, but no matter how much they kill, no matter how much they catch, the locusts are not diminished. On the contrary, he was not tired of just the rice, but even glued to the villagers' clothes, shoes, hair and skin.

And the men caught the locusts, and burned them, and caught them, and slew them.

Women and children go inside the house. The woman killed the bug entering through the gap, and the child trembled in the corner of the room.

The locust raid lasted three days and three nights.

"This is the clothes I was wearing then.

Softly the village chief offers his clothes. Sturdy hemp clothes are torn by the way. Since the dyed colour has not fallen, it can be seen that it is not due to aging deterioration.

"I made insect killer pills, but in front of all those masses, it was water on burning stones"

If the medicine is still not enough, Mr. Nong puts on his lips.

"And this one."

The village chief strokes one elegant tree trunk as he goes out into the garden.

"Blue and bush leaves have been eaten."

Deeply exhaling village chief.

"The bug..."

"We killed what we could kill, we burned what we could burn, and we collected the carcasses behind the village. Can you see it?

I'm sure it's not a pleasant sight, but as Mr Non, I had to see it.

The village chief guides us to the back of the mansion. The closer we get, the more carcasses of insects, the more we step on.

……

Let's not depict it in detail. I can just say that a big hole was dug and a black mountain was sticking out of it.

Apparently some of the escorts didn't like bugs. Even his mouth, he put up with nausea.

"Is that all of it?

Gaoshun confirms to the village chief.

"What was the disposition?"

"Do you have any idea how long I've been away?

"I have no idea."

High order, stroke the jaw.

"Horseflash."

"Yes."

My father calls me, and the horse flashes give me momentum.

"Go to the surrounding villages, too, to hear the detailed damage. An early horse would come back in a moment."

"Okay."

Horseflashes quickly go ask the villagers about the surrounding villages.

Mr. Nong was under the mask, raising and lowering his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?

Softly Gao Shun asks Mr. Nong.

"No -"

Here, what Mr. Nong needs to do is also deal with what has been done. But there's got to be more to it than that.

What if there was a pharmacist's daughter who went here?

Mr. Nong crouched to the ground.

The locust, dead and immobile, is swollen with plenty of bellies. Before, the locusts moving in the flock were darkened and had shorter legs. It does have a plain color.

Mr. Nong takes the knife out of his nose.

……

The blade was stuck against the locust's torso. It doesn't feel good. But if I had a cat and cat, I wouldn't be able to do it.

Dismantle one, one locust again.

The villagers see Mr. Nong with suspicious eyes, but they shouldn't be able to afford to care.

Mr. Nong lines up the locust's bulky torso.

"This is..."

Gao Shun apparently realized what Mr. Nong wanted to do.

Mr Nong is not familiar with the ecology of worms. But I can imagine as much as what's in there.

The swollen belly was stuffed with something like an elongated yellow tube.

The season is autumn, winter when autumn is over. Bugs cannot survive cold winters and entrust them to the next generation.

"Is it an egg"

To the voice of Gao Shun, Mr. Nong leans down.

How does a swollen locust move next?

"The locust plague is not over yet"

Mr Nong snapped gently under the mask.

"We'll burn the ground."

We have to burn and kill the eggs of the surviving bugs.

In the spring, the wheat harvest, and the hatched bugs become a feeding ground.