Chapter 285： late

Chapter 285 Late

Twenty years have passed, thinking of Emperor Taizu's voice and appearance, the emperor still feels agitated in his heart, and the corners of his eyes are slightly red.

"Father," after a while, Chu Yi's clear voice rang out in the quiet Dongnuan Pavilion, "It is said in the world that Taizu burned his handwritten notes before his death."

The emperor took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and calmed down a little, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Taizu wrote several manuscripts before his death, most of them were torn and burned by him, and only the I wrote the last one. Not long after that one was written, Taizu rode a crane to the west..."

"And the Codex is gone."

"Before the coffin of Emperor Taizu entered the imperial mausoleum, the previous emperor searched the entire palace over and over for several changes, digging three feet into the ground, but found nothing."

"Hey, the late emperor always suspected that Aunt Fengyang took the manuscript."

Having said this, the emperor rubbed his eyebrows and felt a deep sense of exhaustion welling up.

Seeing the emperor's exhaustion, Chu Yi got up and walked to the emperor's side, and said in a low voice, "Father, it's time for you to take a nap."

The emperor is already in the year of knowing the destiny. The dragon body has not been very good these years. He has suffered a small illness every three or five days. In the past few months, it was because Chu Yi returned to China. When people are happy, they are in good spirits, and they look better.

Seeing his son's concerned eyes, the emperor couldn't help laughing, patted his son's hand without saying a word, and said with a relieved smile: "Okay, I'll go and rest."

The emperor had a stance of throwing his hands at the shopkeeper and not taking care of everything, so he asked Zhao Rang to hold the "Peach Blossom" for him, and then he left.

The emperor had just left when Chu Yi instructed Xiao Shi, "Go and call He Lie."

After half a cup of tea, He Lie, the commander of Jinyiwei, came in response, clasped his fists and saluted.

"What's the matter with Marquis Ji'an?" Chu Yi asked in a light voice, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, which made it impossible to see his anger.

He Lie maintained a posture of clasping his fists with a solemn expression.

After Chu Yi took over Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei really became the eyes and ears of the emperor. They knew all about the recent events in Beijing.

He Lie answered succinctly: "Marquis Ji'an regretted it, and went to Duke Wei's mansion three days ago to ask for forgiveness, and gave himself a dagger..."

"Jianhou didn't stab him very deeply, but the first doctor didn't treat the wound properly, which caused external evils to enter the body. The wound was red, swollen, and eroded, so that the high fever persisted, and he almost walked to the gate of hell."

"That day, Dr. Wan from Wancaotang took the initiative to find the Hou's mansion, and Mrs. Ji'an Houtai tried the dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"After applying the medicine, Ji'an Hou's fever subsided in the middle of the night, and he woke up at dawn."

"Although his wounds haven't healed yet, he's in good shape, and he's almost ready to stay."

The knuckles of Chu Yi's right hand tapped casually on the desk, and the fingers of the other hand swiped lightly on the small cyan jar occasionally. His eyelashes were half-drooped. He Lie didn't really care.

After He Lie finished reporting, the room fell silent for a while.

He Lie looked at Chu Yi quietly, waiting for his orders.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, He Lie searched his stomach and thought about it, but he thought of another seemingly unrelated but also related matter, so he said: "His Royal Highness, the head of the Ministry of War also bought a few. The jar of Penicillium scatters back."

"Oh?"

Chu Yi just said such a simple word, and He Lie understood what he meant, and continued to say with interest: "A few days ago, a team of people from the Shenshu camp returned from Yanzhou to suppress bandits, and there was a man in the camp. After the captain and several soldiers were injured, they developed a high fever, and the military doctor used all kinds of decoctions to no avail.

Chu Yi looked at the white medicine powder in the small porcelain jar, her thin lips drew an arc of unknown meaning, and her eyes were deep.

Penicillin? Penicillium powder?

He never believed that there would be such a coincidence in this world.

As He Lie said, the Ministry of War is indeed the medicine that people bought for this purpose, and this medicine was used on the injured patients that day.

In just two or three days, all the wounded and the fever subsided.

The injuries they suffered were not serious at all. These soldiers in the army were young and well-rounded. After the fever subsided, they would recover in a few days.

The Minister of War Wu Zhongde attached great importance to this matter, and immediately informed the emperor about the whole story, and several military doctors from the Taiyuan Hospital jointly presented the injuries and medication records of these injured patients.

For this matter, even the eldest princess Fengyang was disturbed.

Hearing that the penicillin written by Taizu on the handbook actually appeared, Fengyang couldn't help but go to the rumored Ten Thousand Herbs Hall.

In just over ten days, Wancaotang has been known to everyone in the capital, and even passers-by who pass by by chance will take a few curious glances.

Fengyang looked up at the signboard with three large gold lacquer characters "Wancaotang", and walked in.

The front hall is very empty. One wall is a row of medicine cabinets that extend to the roof. The air is filled with a strong aroma of medicine and the smell of wormwood.

This medical hall is quite bright, and at first glance, it is spotless.

"Is the old lady here to seek medical treatment?" The man with a mask on his face greeted him with a smile, looked up and down the old woman in front of him, and said in a frantic voice, "If you look at trauma, look at Dr. Wan; you have a headache due to wind chills. For internal medicine such as gastrointestinal discomfort, see Dr. Liu; we have a doctor here, who is good at both gynecology and pediatrics."

Fengyang wore an ordinary cyan dress today, her gray hair was pulled into the simplest bun, and she only had a jasper hairpin as her jewelry.

At first glance, she is an ordinary old woman in the market.

Fengyang shook his head, his deep eyes turned on the white mask on the man's face.

The idea of ​​requiring doctors to wear masks was also put forward by Taizu. Taizu said that covering the mouth and nose with a mask can prevent some infectious diseases such as colds and coughs, and ordered the Shang Pharmacy to control the medical centers and pharmacies in the world.

Unfortunately, after the death of the emperor and the emperor, the Shang Pharmacy Bureau no longer pursued these rules, and gradually, there were no medical centers and pharmacies to abide by.

The guy looked at Fengyang again, and from the bearing of her body and the jade jade hairpin on her head, she could see that she should be an old lady of a wealthy family, and her smile was even more prosperous. I heard about the fame of Wancaotang and came to join in the fun.

"Old lady, have you ever heard of our Wancaotang's Penicillium Powder?" The man greeted Fengyang warmly and said, "That's the magic medicine for trauma, buy a copy and be prepared."

"I just heard the name of your unique secret recipe, so I came here to have a look." Fengyang continued to walk inside, and looked at the middle-aged doctor who was in the clinic, and asked casually, "Who is your boss? Who?"

In these days, there are no shortage of people who come to inquire about their owners. The guy has long been accustomed to answering such similar inquiries, and answered with a smile: "To be honest, the young ones don't know."

"According to our doctor Wan, he was originally from Yuzhou. He came to the capital when he fled and was rescued by our boss by chance. Dr. Wan was grateful and stayed in the capital to serve the boss."

"Old lady, to tell you the truth, even the Ministry of War came to us to buy penicillium powder. Think about the medicine that even the imperial court dared to use. Is it a magic medicine?"

Xiao Er spoke excitedly, while Feng Yang was a little absent-minded, and what the other party said was similar to what Jin Yiwei checked.

But Fengyang always felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience. She looked around again, and it was obvious that there was something special about this bright and clean medical hall.

"Give me a jar." Feng Yang said lightly.

When the guy heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he responded enthusiastically: "Okay!"

He knew that this was an old lady from a wealthy family. Can this ordinary family give out ten taels of silver casually? !

Fengyang was sent out of Wancaotang by enthusiastic guys, and the carriage of the Princess Mansion was waiting outside.

She was about to get into the carriage when she suddenly stopped when she saw two familiar figures in a tea shop diagonally across the street.

Two slender figures, one blue and one purple, are snuggling together and biting their ears. One is lively and sassy, ​​the other is lazy and bright, and the vibrant girl makes the surrounding colors seem to become brighter.

Isn't this the sweet girl of the Wei family, and... that little girl from the Gu family who is a little weird!

Fengyang raised his eyebrows and stopped in place motionless.

The female bodyguard beside her was about to help her into the carriage, but upon seeing this, she called softly, "Master?" She thought something was wrong.

Fengyang raised his hand and made a gesture, indicating that they should go first, and walked towards the tea shop diagonally opposite by himself. A few feet away, he heard Wei Jiaoniang's giggling, clear as a bell.

The girl's good mood could not be concealed, it was very infectious, and the corners of Fengyang's lips were raised.

"Little girl." She called out, and the two little girls in the tea shop with their backs to her turned their heads and looked at her in unison.

"The hall..." Wei Jiao Niang smiled brightly. "What a coincidence."

Wei Jiaoniang hesitated for a while, then greeted Fengyang warmly and sat down.

She didn't pay attention to where Feng Yang came from, but Gu Yanfei noticed it. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Wancaotang not far away, and then calmly retracted his gaze.

Wei Jiao Niang greeted the little er of the tea shop to serve Fengyang tea, and said with a smile, "Are you also here to watch the fun?"

"What's so lively?" Fengyang asked casually.

"Hey, grandfather is coming back today." Wei Jiaoniang said energetically, "I'll take Yan Fei to watch the fun together."

said, Wei Jiao Niang pointed in the direction of the West City Gate.

Fengyang looked in the direction the little girl pointed, and saw another figure at the gate of the city who looked very familiar.

"Marquis of Ji'an?" Fengyang's tone was flat, neither cold nor hot.

Wei Jiao Niang leaned over and whispered, "He's also here to wait for grandfather."

The incident between Wei Wan and Xu Yan, Xu Luo and his son, although the parties were temporarily holding back for various reasons, but Fengyang was well informed and knew a thing or two.

After impeaching the Marquis of Ji'an, Duke Wei begged to see the emperor in private, and explained the reasons and the consequences with a snot and tears.

Fengyang was quite disdainful of Xuyan, Marquis of Ji'an.

At this time, Xiao Er was drinking tea while drinking.

This kind of tea shop on the street, such as those serious tea houses, provides only rough tea to quench the thirst of ordinary people.

But Fengyang didn't care, picked up the teacup, blew on it, and then took a few sips. He was unrestrained, not like a luxurious princess who was aloof.

Gu Yanfei looked at Fengyang, and then at the cup of tea in front of Wei Jiaoniang.

Even if Wei Jiao Niang didn't say a word of disgust, how could Gu Yanfei not see that Wei Jiao Niang was not used to this kind of tea shop on the street, and she was not very comfortable. The reason why she chose such a place to sit is for the sake of Just watch the fun.

Because she wanted to watch the excitement above everything else, Wei Jiaoniang didn't care about these details.

But Fengyang is different.

Gu Yanfei looked at Feng Yang steadily, and looked at the old but not cloudy wise eyes of the other party.

Seeing Gu Yanfei looking at him, Feng Yang also looked at Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yanfei was wearing a half-new purple Hu uniform riding outfit, with a black flame whip on his waist, sitting in this simple tea shop, his attitude was casual, with a bit of casual freedom, just like her Able to integrate into all environments naturally.

No matter where she is, she can be so leisurely and at ease, like a breeze like flowing clouds, free.

It's really not easy for a little girl who has not yet reached her age to have such a bearing... It's no wonder that Chu Yi's boy is attracted to his eyes and heart.

Thinking about it, Fengyang looked at Gu Yanfei with an elder's love and joy in his eyes, his expression was soft, and he thought to himself: Chu Yi, that kid, has vision.

Fengyang took another sip of the warm, coke-scented barley tea, and said with a smile, "Maybe I haven't had this barley tea for a long time."

"I remember that the first time I drank this barley tea when I was a child, it was with my father... After passing through a quagmire with my father, I was exhausted, and my father carried me out on the back half of the journey."

"After waking up, my father secretly gave me barley tea behind other people's backs. At that time, I thought this tea was very fragrant, and it was the best tea in the world..."

At that time she was only five or six years old, and now, she is almost seventy.

This person, she really refuses to accept her old age. She thinks more and more of the past these days...

Fengyang felt a little sad and sighed in his heart... the kind of sadness that the people have passed away haunted his heart.

Wei Jiaoniang knew of course that the father Feng Yang was referring to was Emperor Taizu, her eyes were blazing, and she looked at Feng Yang with admiration, her eyes were extremely warm.

She heard her grandfather and grandmother say a lot about the eldest princess of Fengyang. She heard a lot about how Fengyang galloped on the battlefield and how Fengyang helped Taizu to settle down the country, but the story Fengyang told about her when she was young was the first. heard once.

Wei Jiao Niang looked down at the cup of black-brown barley tea in front of her, the aroma of burnt barley penetrated into the tip of her nose, and the tea soup was rough.

Wei Jiao Niang squeezed the tea cup and drank the barley tea that she had just disliked.

The tea in the mouth is slightly bitter and burnt, and the fine taste is slightly sweet and refreshing, and there is a strong aroma of barley tea permeating the mouth.

Well, although the taste of this barley is rough, it has a unique taste.

Wei Jiao Niang savoured the taste in her mouth, put the cup on the table, and shouted boldly, "One more cup."

Little Er quickly added another cup of tea to Wei Jiaoniang.

Fengyang put the small cyan jar that he just bought on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Girl, what are you doing?"

Fengyang heard from the emperor and Chu Yi that this penicillium powder was originally sent by Gu Yanfei to Gu Yuan.

Gu Yanfei shook his head.

After she took the so-called penicillium powder back to the house that day, she studied it for several days, but she couldn't figure out what it was.

Two days ago, Chu Yi also had someone bring the pulse cases of the wounded soldiers in the army to her. Gu Yanfei also looked at it carefully, but still found nothing.

Gu Yanfei didn't feel frustrated. In this vast world, there were many things and methods she didn't know.

On the contrary, she found it interesting and intrigued, and added, "Judging from the pulse cases of those injured, this medicine is indeed miraculous."

"After taking the medicine, the initial effect will be seen in about half an hour, and the fever will begin to subside... Within three days, the condition will be basically stable, and if it is serious, it will take two more days of medication."

Fengyang looked at the small porcelain pot, his eyes were slightly erratic, and after a long silence, he asked, "Girl, what if you were?"

"It can be cured." Gu Yanfei nodded slightly, "Hemostasis and muscle-building talisman, fire-clearing pill, supplemented with golden needles, but I have to treat the symptoms, only one person can be saved at a time, unlike this penicillium powder, even an ordinary doctor can use it It saves a lot of people."

"However, so far, there are still too few people who have used this medicine, there are only a dozen cases, and I don't know..."

"I don't know if it is effective for everyone, will there be any sequelae?" Fengyang interfaced.

In ancient times, Shennong Changbaicao, the determination of the medicinal properties of a herbal medicine is sometimes accidental, and often has its inevitability, summed up some of the experience of doctors in medicine for thousands of years, especially the poisonous medicinal materials such as centipedes and aconite, When using medicine, it is more necessary to carefully consider the dosage and consider compatibility.

The difference is a thousand miles away, and if you get it right, you will not save people, but harm them.

Gu Yanfei nodded again and asked casually, "Do you understand medical theory?"

As if Fengyang had not heard of it, she seemed to be reminiscing about something, immersed in her own thoughts, her eyes became more erratic, and she continued: "It will not work for some people, it will be fatal to some people, and there is no medicine. save."

After saying these words, Feng Yang raised his head from the teacup and met Gu Yanfei's slightly surprised gaze, as if he knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile, "These are what my late father told me."

"My father said that although penicillin is not perfect, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages."

Wei Jiaoniang didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and she heard it in a fog. When she heard Fengyang mention Emperor Taizu, she couldn't help but cheer up.

She also likes to listen to her grandfather and grandmother talking about the legendary stories of Emperor Taizu when he was alive. She just wished she could see Taizu with her own eyes if she hadn't given birth more than 20 years earlier.

Even though she couldn't understand a single word, Wei Jiao Niang was still focused, her eyes brighter than the sun outside the tea shed.

Feng Yang noticed the eyes of the little girl of the Wei family, and her mood was inexplicably relieved, and she thought with some playfulness: She is really old, when she was young, she was the most impatient to gossip with the little girls, and felt that it would be better to go to Dora when she had time. A few bows, a few more swords, and fewer people die on the battlefield.

But now, just looking at these two lively and cheerful little girls, even her mood will become happy.

As her father said when he was alive, the **** battlefield of their generation is for the eternal blessing of future generations.

The curvature of Fengyang's lips also softened a bit. "My father said that penicillin, as the name suggests, is derived from Penicillium, and those blue molds produced by the decay of fruits, steamed buns, vegetables, etc. can be used. After culturing, filtering and other steps, finally Penicillin can be extracted.”

"He also said that penicillin should not be taken directly orally. After oral administration, it will be destroyed by gastric acid, so it will be ineffective. The best method is injection. Topical application is the second best solution."

"My late father only mentioned these few sentences to me. I don't know the details."

When Emperor Taizu was alive, he mentioned too many novel things to Fengyang, and Fengyang just remembered these few words after thinking about it for a while on the way out of the palace.

"Mold?" Gu Yanfei's face showed a bit of interest, and his fingers rubbed his chin, "Can mold cure external evils from entering the body?"

interesting.

Gu Yanfei silently chewed on the words Fengyang just said in his heart, and his expression was bright.

"Nine girls." A green-clothed servant trotted over from the direction of the city gate, and when he ran into the tea shop, he was already short of breath, "Come, the grandfather of the country is here!"

Wei Jiao Niang quickly put down the teacup in her hand, craned her neck and looked towards the city gate.

But from her position, no one can be seen.

Unlike the Marquis of Ji'an, Xuyan, who was at the gate of the city, he could see the end of the official road at a glance. In front of him, about a hundred feet away, Duke Wei led more than a dozen guards from the government's government's mansion.

Two chapters in one.

(end of this chapter)