"The water source in Kucha has decreased in recent years, and coupled with the pollution of the war horses of Beidi, thousands of people die of dysentery every year. If Daxing has special medicines that can cure dysentery, no matter what we want to exchange for, the king should consider it.

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He had to follow and see what the special medicine was.

In Ning Wuyang's impression, Artemisia anise, a wild grass, was seen everywhere in the previous life, and its soil name was Artemisia.

At that time, because they looked like fennel, he bit them up because he was too young, which made him smell stinky. After a long time of mouth, his friends in the same village laughed at him for being as stinky as if he had eaten shit.

As a result, in the fields near Zhangjiazhuang, I walked out of two miles and saw no one.

"Mr. Ning, come out to play?"

A father-in-law carrying a basket full of rice ears passed by and handed over a stick with two fingers long as his eyebrows in his hand.

"I have recently harvested rice. There are many field mice and cauliflower snakes in the fields. I took this stick to hit the haystack when I was walking."

Just finished speaking.

A long blue-white snake chased two voles scattered and fled from the grass next to it.

I'll go!

Ning Wuyang was startled and quickly took the stick and thanked his father-in-law. He was about to hand it to Hua Yi, but he saw him sticking his butt and waisting, his whole face was about to be pressed against those who had never appeared in the medicine book.

They are carefully distinguished from their smell and characteristics on the weeds.

As a doctor, he has a different ability to distinguish herbs from ordinary people.

But many wild vegetables actually have certain effects on treating diseases. In order to avoid Hua Yi being confused, he could only tell the story of artemisinin to treat dysentery.

"Master Hua, the medicinal material we are looking for is Artemisia annua, which is an annual plant and plant. It smells a strange smell... If it is not crushed, it should be a fragrance, with needles like fennel, but the leaves are covered with leaves.

It's not that big."

After Ning Wuyang's description, Hua Yi decisively gave up the unknown aquatic plants in front of him and looked around.

Wherever you see.

There is no such medicinal herbs as Ning Wuyang said.

"Can Artemisia annua really cure dysentery?"

Huayi confirmed it again and again.

Ning Wuyang nodded very confidently.

This is the holy medicine for treating dysentery in his impression, and it was passed down from the ancient Chinese prescriptions. He forgot which dynasty it was passed down from, but it is not like tobacco. It is hard to tell whether it is the origin or the goods come from.

Things are local medicinal herbs.

When he was doing advertising plans in a pharmaceutical factory, he also heard a theory from a pharmacy.

One place of soil and water nourishes one person, and the other prescription of medicinal materials cures the other prescription of diseases.

The Chinese prescription is always the most suitable for Chinese people's constitution. If you eat the grains of this land, you will definitely be able to cure the Chinese prescriptions of this land.

If not, it means that the research is not thorough enough and the development faults in the Han Dynasty have emerged.

"Since that's the case, why not ask Miss Shen to draw the following picture based on what you described. I will use Qimen Dunjia to deduce its location. Otherwise, just by doing this, I would not know that I would find the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

Hua Yi was definitely not trying to go home and eat ice drinks and eat melon seeds, and assign the task of finding Artemisia annua to others.

But he was eager to know if there was Artemisia annua herb in Jinling.

If not, he would have set out early to go to other places.

Hua Yi's suggestion brought back Ning Wuyang's thoughts.

He did not take Hua Yi's so-called "using Qimen Dunjia to deduce" to find Artemisia annua, so he did not notice the arrival of the crisis.

Ning Wuyang looked at the grass in front of him, thinking of the green and white snake that had just erupted out, and turned around without saying a word to walk back.

"Go to find Miss Chen."

Listen to others' advice and have a full meal.

Wait... the figure in front of me who was pulling weeds looks so familiar?

Oh, Anuye.

Hua Yi had long discovered Anuye who was following sneakily, but since Anuye was a flower farmer who grew tobacco, he only thought the other party was passing by.

At this moment, seeing them suddenly turn around, the other party was imitating them to pull weeds, and he felt suspicious.

"Ning Shixian, have you ever heard a sentence?"

A cold light flashed in Huayi's eyes.

"If you are not my race, your heart will be different. You must be careful."

The countries in the Western Regions were in a turmoil, and many of the detailed works entered the Daxing plan and made bad plans.

It is hard to guarantee that someone has set his sights on the famous poets in the world and wants to use Ning Wuyang to steal news about officials who are close to Ning Mansion.

Ning Wuyang glanced at Anuye who had already stuffed wild fruit into his mouth, and smiled disapprovingly: "I agree with Master Hua's words, but Anuye... is not a bad person for the time being. After all, he bought the tobacco seeds. Come."

That's actually the case?

Hua Yi finally understood why Ning Wuyang discovered that Anuye was not doing well and did not expose it.

Not to mention anything else, just by contributing the credit for tobacco seeds, even if Anuye is really a meticulous work, he will be exempted from the death penalty.

"Let's go and find Miss Chen."

Huayi has accelerated its pace.

...

When the sun is west and does not fall.

Jia Chu rode a fast horse through the downtown Jinling city. According to Zhou An's mailing address, he stopped in front of the main entrance of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which had not yet been opened.

The turtle slave sleeping against the pillar at the door was dreaming that he was holding the innocent man he liked, and suddenly felt a cold neck, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, and instantly woke up from his beautiful dream.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a dagger on my neck. The man holding the dagger was holding the tall brown horse behind me slid on the ground and spitting foam.

"Mom."

The Turtle Nu exclaimed, and quickly folded his hands together and begged for mercy to those who came.

"Good man, I'm just a watchdog. Which girl do you like? If the madam doesn't let anyone go, you can go to the madam. There is no need to vent anger at me."

The turtle slave in the brothel is not that bloody, and he cares about living with his tail between his legs.

When the blindfolded young man in front of him looked at his blood-red eyes, he seemed to have not slept for three days and three nights. He didn't know which girl he was thinking about. If he said something wrong with his appetite, he would lose his life. Isn’t the half month of his monthly money spent this month was wasted?

"I'm not here to find a girl."

When Jia first saw Turtle Nu, he was afraid of death, so he took the dagger in his hand back into his sleeve.

"Open the door and take me in to find Anhou."

He showed off his dagger just to worry that the turtle slave would be a roadblock or use a trick, so he would give him a warning first.

Turtle Nu heard that the other party was not here to look for the girl, and wanted to secretly mock the other party for face. When he heard that he was here to look for An Hou, he was shocked and asked tentatively: "Do you dare to ask if the hero is here to seek revenge or come." A troublemaker?"

Seeking revenge? Making trouble?

Jia Chu really didn't have this idea.

He took out his waist card from his arms and swayed in front of the turtle slave.

"I am the escort of the King of Jin's Mansion and I will take An Hou back to the mansion in advance."

Turtle Nu was relieved to see that the other party was indeed a serious person.

It turned out to be the guard of the King of Jin's Mansion.

wrong.

"Half An left Xiaoxiang Pavilion half a month ago and still owed 200 taels of silver to be recorded in the account of the King of Jin's Mansion."

Guinu thought that the bad debt was signed by himself, so he was sent from Tianzi Building to the most dangerous gate to work. He quickly reached out to Jia Chu and smiled flatteringly.
Chapter completed!