Chapter 284: Magic Medicine

Fan Beiran seemed to have thought of something, his eyes darkened slightly, and after taking a sip of wine, he said with emotion: "On the battlefield, many wounded actually died like this."

In the past two years, Fan Beiran spent most of his time in the capital, and served as the general banner of the Banner Guard, which is quite a decent job.

But he has also been on the battlefield several times in the past, and he has gone thousands of miles away with the army to practice. Suppression, persistent high fever, coma, some people wake up after getting through it, even if they are disabled, but more people just die in a high fever coma...

Fan Beiran turned the wine glass in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Gu Yuan, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I remember... Xu Daqian also had a high fever after being injured by an arrow?"

When mentioning the old man, Gu Yuan pursed his thin lips into a straight line, nodded, and a trace of sadness slowly appeared in his eyes.

That was two years ago.

He was only fifteen years old at the time, and together with Fan Beiran, he went to the northwest to suppress horse bandits with the 10,000 forbidden troops from Xishan Daying.

Xu Daqian was six years older than Gu Yuan, and was twenty-one years old at the time. Seeing that Gu Yuan and Fan Beiran were young, he took good care of them in the camp.

That time, Xu Daqian was shot through the shoulder blade by an arrow from the horse bandit. The feathered arrow had a barb on it.

Originally thinking that the arrow was non-toxic, he thought Xu Daqian was fine, but he developed a high fever that night and fell into a coma. In just three days, a young man in his prime died.

Thinking of their old friend, both of them felt a little downcast, and silently drank two cups of Zhuyeqing.

Fan Mushuang wanted to comfort his second brother, so he picked up the pot of Zhuyeqing and refilled Fan Beiran's wine.

My sister is really good, she is so kind to my elder brother! Fan Beiran was very pleased, and asked casually, "Why are you asking this? Are you planning to study medicine?"

He curled his lips jokingly, as if to say, don't only have three days of heat.

Fan Mushuang almost didn't give his second elder brother a look, and forced his face to sullenly, and said obediently: "I just thought of Marquis Ji'an."

"Marquis Ji'an?" Fan Beiran raised his eyebrows inexplicably.

What's the matter with Marquis Ji'an?

Fan Mushuang said: "When I was taking a nap in mother's green gauze cabinet yesterday, I heard my father tell my mother in a daze that Marquis Ji'an stabbed himself, burning him to death."

She dipped her index finger in some wine again, and was about to continue practicing the healing talisman when Gu Yanfei suddenly asked, "Why did Marquis Ji An stab himself?"

Fan Mushuang cheered up, stopped drawing talismans, and said vividly:

"Just a few days ago."

"Marquis Ji'an went to Duke Wei's mansion to plead guilty. He wanted to take Mrs. Marquis Ji'an's mother and daughter back. He said that he would definitely dispose of the outer room. I only asked Mrs. Marquis Ji'an to forgive him, so that the husband and wife can let go of the past and get back together."

"However, the door of Duke Wei's mansion has been closed, and Mrs. Ji Anhou ignored him."

Gu Yanfei poured himself a cup of green bamboo leaves, lifted the glass to his lips, the unique aroma of the bamboo leaves entered his nose, and the corners of his lips curled up almost invisibly.

The matter of Wei Wan involved the secrets of Duke Wei's mansion, and Gu Yanfei didn't even go into details about Gu Yuan.

The outside only thought that Marquis Ji'an colluded with the bandits, and even took the beauties sent by the bandits as a concubine. Mrs. Marquis of Ji'an was angry at his infidelity and angrily demanded to be divorced from her husband.

Later, Chu Yi told her that since the Duke of Wei went out to suppress bandits in Beijing, Marquis Ji'an had been confident from the beginning, but gradually became anxious. Several times when he entered the palace to face the saint, he was refused by the emperor to go out of the Qianqing Palace.

In just a few days, Marquis Ji'an's attitude has turned upside down, as if he were a different person.

This ginger is still old and spicy, Duke Wei is really old ginger! Gu Yanfei sighed inwardly.

Fan Mushuang went on to say: "Marquis Ji'an knelt at the gate of Duke Wei's mansion for a long time, then stabbed himself in the abdomen with a dagger, saying that he wanted to prove himself by self-dissection, which shocked the onlookers Helped him to knock on the door of the Duke's Mansion, but the Duke's Mansion still didn't open the door."

"My mother said that the Marquis of Ji'an just wanted to play tricks, so he was not kind." Fan Mushuang wrinkled his little face again, his cheeks were bulging like glutinous rice balls.

Speaking of Marquis Ji'an, she thought of the man surnamed Xue again. This Marquis of Ji'an colluded with the bandits and raised a concubine. This kind of man is the same as that man surnamed Xue. I'm afraid it's extremely miserable.

Thinking about it, Fan Mushuang also poured himself a cup of Zhuyeqing, drank half of it to calm himself down, and then continued: "Anyway, after he was carried back to the Hou's mansion by his servant and coachman that day, he developed a fever soon, and his fever became worse. The burn is getting worse."

"Many doctors were invited to the Marquis of Ji'an's mansion. The doctors all said that the Marquis of Ji'an was poisoned into his body because of his injuries. He said that he could only do his best to see the fate of fate, so Mrs. Marquis of Ji'an went to invite the Imperial Physician Liang herself. Going to the Hou Mansion is also helpless."

"Originally, the manor had to prepare for the funeral. Unexpectedly, he used the medicine from the medical center in front of him, and his fever subsided."

"Father said that the Marquis of Ji'an's mansion can't hold funerals anymore, so mother doesn't have to prepare funeral ceremonies."

After finishing speaking, Fan Mushuang looked at Gu Yanfei with a smile, and those talking eyes seemed to read brightly: What else do you want to know, come and ask me.

Is this medicine so miraculous? Gu Yanfei rubbed the wine glass in his hand, and asked with interest: "Which medical center?"

Fan Mu quickly refilled Gu Yanfei's wine with sharp eyes and hands. After putting down the jug, he opened a window facing the street, pointed to the right front of the street, and said, "It's that thatched cottage in front."

"Wan Cao Tang." Fan Beiran added, motioning for his sister to bring him more wine.

Fan Mushuang ignored his second brother's appeal, and agreed with a smile: "Yes, it is Wancaotang."

"This Ten Thousand Grass Hall seems to be newly opened. I remember that the last time I went there was a rouge shop. My mother and I also went to buy rouge powder."

Having said that, Fan Mushuang's smile froze slightly.

Later, she fell into the unlucky love gu, and she didn't even know when the rouge shop became a medical clinic.

Fan Beiran immediately said: "It opened after the Lantern Festival, it has only been open for half a month, and it is said to be good at trauma.

Because Fan Mushuang was "besieged by evil" before, Mrs. Fan almost inquired about all the medical clinics in the capital, including this newly opened Wancaotang.

How could Gu Yuan fail to see that Gu Yanfei was quite interested in this Wancaotang.

"Crack!"

Gu Yuan immediately clapped his hands twice.

Wutong, the servant guarding the entrance of the private seat, walked in quickly and listened to Gu Yuan's light instructions: "You go to the Ten Thousand Herbal Hall in front to buy the medicine for treating traumatic fever."

Wutong took the order and hurried away. As soon as the door of the private seat opened, the voice from the downstairs lobby came up again. Those drinkers were still talking about a certain scholar who fell in love with him. Everywhere he holds a mirror, and he says that he will be praised for his beauty when he sees everyone, otherwise he won't let him go.

They were all hearsay, and the more they talked, the more bizarre they became. Even Fan Mushuang was very interested in hearing it.

Just when a person mentioned that Xue Shusheng died in love with himself, Wutong came back with a small porcelain pot the size of a fist in his hand.

"Eldest young master, second young lady, the younger one has bought medicine." Wutong held the porcelain pot carefully, and sighed in disbelief, "Such a small pot costs ten taels of silver, a full ten taels of silver !"

Two taels of silver can make an ordinary family of three live for a year.

Fan Mushuang was not very interested in this medicine, and her soul was attracted by the scene described by an eloquent old man below, listening to him sighing: "I heard that when the scholar was struggling in the water, , still shouting, I want to be with myself forever, don't save me..."

Indus turned a deaf ear to the noisy voices below, he only felt that the small porcelain pot in his hand was heavy, and he carefully presented it to Gu Yanfei for fear of accidentally breaking it.

Wu Tong sighed and said again: "This medicine was sold half a month ago, and no one would buy it at this price, but after Ji'anhou used it two days ago, people who were about to die were sent to hell from the gate of hell." Pulled it back. After the news spread, the people from the Longmen Escort also bought it with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and Sun Escort, who was seriously injured and comatose, was also revived by this medicine."

"Now it's being spread everywhere in the capital, saying that it's a magic medicine, and more people are buying it, but ordinary people can't afford it at all."

"When I went to Ten Thousand Herb Hall just now, Mr. He from the Ministry of War came over and bought ten cans."

As soon as Master He came, there were more people watching around Wancaotang. After today, the name of Wancaotang might become even bigger.

Gu Yuan and Fan Beiran glanced at each other, thinking of going to one place.

The Ministry of War bought this medicine to use it in the army.

"Do you know the name of the doctor in Wancaotang? Where is he from?" Gu Yuan asked in a deep voice.

Indus specifically asked people from Wancaotang, so he replied without hesitation: "My surname is Wan, my name is Wan Pengcheng, and I'm from the capital."

Gu Yuan had never heard this name before, so he looked up at Fan Beiran who was sitting opposite him, and Fan Beiran also shook his head.

The children of military generals like them have practiced martial arts since childhood, and practicing martial arts means getting injured.

Most of the doctors who were good at trauma in the Dajing Dynasty had heard of them, but they had never heard of any family surnamed Wan.

Wu Tong was clever, and immediately said: "Eldest young master, I have inquired about it, this doctor Wan is just a doctor hired by the owner of Wancaotang, this trauma medicine is made by their owner, it is a unique secret recipe."

"The folks at Wancaotang keep saying that even if someone else bought it, don't try to imitate it."

Wutong also noticed at the time that some people on the outskirts of Wancaotang should be from other medical halls, probably wanting to take back the secret medicine of Wancaotang to study the ingredients of the medicinal materials.

While they were talking, Gu Yanfei had already opened the small porcelain pot, and there was a white powder in the pot, which looked like flour at first glance.

Without waiting for Gu Yanfei to ask, Wutong took the initiative to say: "Wancaotang said that this medicinal powder should be applied externally, and it is useless to take it internally."

Gu Yanfei leaned over to the small porcelain pot and sniffed it. Her nose was very sharp. Although the aroma of wine was bursting from the private room, she could still be sure that the powder had no smell, and it didn't look like herbal medicine.

She directly dipped some powder into her lips with her little finger and tasted it...

Her movements were so fast that Gu Yuan had no time to stop her, and shouted nervously: "Sister!"

Gu Yuan was so frightened that he accidentally bumped his elbow into the wine jug next to him, and the jug almost fell over. Fortunately, Fan Beiran had sharp eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly supported the jug.

Almost ruined such a good pot of wine! Fan Beiran thought, and gave Gu Yuan a "don't be nervous" look.

If Gu Yuan is concerned, he will be in chaos. Since someone as powerful as our sister dares to taste the medicine herself, of course she knows it well.

Fan Mushuang didn't care about the gossiping people below, and stared at Gu Yanfei without blinking, her face was chubby, and she almost wanted to follow Gu Yanfei's example and try the medicine.

Gu Yanfei carefully savored the taste on the tip of her tongue, except for a tinge of salt and bitterness, she really couldn't taste anything else.

It is no wonder that the people of Wancaotang dare to say confidently that no one can imitate this medicine.

interesting.

Gu Yanfei casually put the small porcelain jar into her sleeve pocket, and looked out of the window in the direction Fan Mu was pointing at before.

Wu Tong hurriedly said: "Second girl, the shop at the end of the street surrounded by many people is Wancaotang."

"Go and buy another can." Gu Yanfei instructed Wutong, then turned to Gu Yuan and said, "Brother, you take this can to the First Prince."

Gu Yuan listened to Gu Yanfei and nodded.

So, at noon that day, Chu Yi, who was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, had the same small blue porcelain pot in his hand.

The emperor is also in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and at the moment he is admiring a painting he just finished in front of a desk by the window. The peach blossoms in the painting are in full bloom, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are glowing.

Chu Yi's eyebrows and eyes were almost invisibly bent, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the pupils were sparkling, like the sparkling spring light.

He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the porcelain jar twice, feeling a hint of affection in his heart.

The emperor raised his head from the painting, stroked his beard, and glanced at Chu Yi with a smile. He could tell at a glance that his son was in a great mood.

The emperor's knowing eyes couldn't help but glance at a certain wooden box on the desk, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Gu Yuan, who just arrived, didn't know, but the emperor knew that there was an identical small blue porcelain pot hidden in this wooden box, which was exactly what Chu Yi had ordered to go to Wancaotang to buy it.

That little girl from the Gu family probably has her own son in her heart.

good sign!

The emperor was in a good mood for a sunny spring day, the more he looked at his "Peach Blossom Picture", the more pleasing it was to his eyes, and it was well thought out and framed.

Soon, Gu Yuan cured the secret medicine of Wancaotang, and basically reported the matter between Ji Anhou and the head of a certain escort agency, and finally said: "Sister She said, she doesn't know where the medicine powder is from. Made from herbs."

Chu Yi casually opened the small blue porcelain jar, looked at the white powder inside and asked, "Do you know what this powder is called?"

Xiao Shi on the side suppressed the urge to reply, could only press his lips together, and silently gave Gu Yuan a sideways glance, thinking that this guy came at a really bad time, when he arrived at the front, Gu Yuan came at the back, making it too late for him to report the situation The harvest of going to Wancaotang.

"The name of the medicine is very strange. What is it called Penicillium Powder?" Since Gu Yuan wanted to present this medicine to Chu Yi, he naturally wouldn't ask questions. He had ordered Wutong to ask Wancaotang in advance, and immediately answered.

"Penicillin." The next moment, a gentle and deep male voice followed Gu Yuan's words.

Gu Yuan subconsciously looked at the emperor. His first reaction was that he had heard the emperor wrongly, but when he saw the emperor's expression clearly, he couldn't help being stunned.

The emperor was sitting by the window with his back to the light, his elegant facial features were slightly blurred, his eyes were extremely deep, his right hand was tightly holding the armrest of the chair, the lines on the back of his hand were as tight as iron.

Gu Yuan is a smart person, and he immediately understood one thing: the emperor heard it right.

Inside the East Nuan Pavilion, there was a moment of silence.

With long eyelashes hanging down, Chu Yi stared at the medicinal powder in the porcelain pot with deep eyes.

After a moment of silence, Chu Yi raised his eyes to look at the emperor by the window, and spoke out four words in a firm tone: "The Handbook of Taizu."

When Emperor Taizu passed away, Chu Yi was not yet born, and he had never met his great-grandfather who was wise and martial.

Some things about Emperor Taizu, Chu Yi knew from the "Notes on the Daily Life of Taizu", some were mentioned by the late emperor, Wei Guogong and others, and most of them were heard by his father as gossip and anecdotes when he was a child tell him.

"It's the Handbook of the Great Ancestor." The emperor nodded in amazement.

Time flies, and before you know it, it has been twenty years since Emperor Taizu passed away.

The Emperor Taizu is the grandfather of the present emperor, the late emperor did not like the present emperor, and the emperor spent more time with the Taizu than with the late emperor when he was young, so his affection for this grandfather is not ordinary.

In the three years before Taizu's death, the dragon's body was deteriorating, and the emperor often stayed by Taizu's side, and occasionally heard Taizu muttering some inexplicable words, saying that he still had a lot of things to do, and wrote several manuscripts.

"Click."

The emperor suddenly stood up from the chair, turned his back, looked at the flowers and trees outside the house swaying in the spring breeze, and said: "One year before Taizu passed away, once, when I was serving Taizu's illness, I accidentally put Some decoction was spilled on a notebook, and when I went to wipe it, I only turned a few pages..."

"Penicillin is mentioned in the handbook, which can treat high fever, tuberculosis, purulent ear, etc. caused by traumatic inflammation."

"It's a pity, I just took a cursory glance at that time..." That manuscript was taken back by Taizu.

Having said this, the emperor's voice stopped abruptly.

The golden sunlight filtered through layers of branches and leaves and cast mottled light and shadow on the emperor's face. The light and shadow swayed slightly, making his expression more complicated.

There are memories, sentimentality, helplessness, and the merciless sigh of time.

In the year before Emperor Taizu died, he was old and frail, and his condition was getting worse.

During those days, the relationship between Taizu and the father and son of the late emperor was very tense. The late emperor begged Taizu bitterly, wanting those letters, and wanting Taizu to leave him the generator and steam engine, but Taizu said, the letter said These things can't be taken out yet.

There were several disputes between father and son over this.

Once, after another dispute between the father and son, Taizu dismissed the late emperor impatiently. After that, he said a few words to the emperor exhaustedly:

"Your father is a fool. If I leave all these to him, he may not be able to keep it."

"If you make a mistake in this technology tree, you can't start over..."

"Not enough time, really not enough time. If you can give me more time, I can still make your eldest aunt..."

Two more in one~