Fan Beiran seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were slightly dim. After drinking a bit of wine, he spoke with emotion: "On the battlefield, many wounded people actually died like this."

In the past two years, Fan Beiran spent most of his time in the capital and served as the general flag guard in the flag bearer, which was quite decent.

But he had been on the battlefield several times before and had experienced it with the army thousands of miles away. During the war, he had seen his comrades in the army lose his life on the battlefield. He also saw his comrades in the army suffer a serious injury, his wounds become too deep and suppurated, and he remained unconscious due to high fever and fever. Some people woke up after they survived. Even though they were disabled, more people went there like this in high fever and coma...

Fan Beiran turned the wine glass in his hand and looked up at Gu Yuan. Pinglang's voice was a little hoarse: "I remember... After Xu Daqian was injured by an arrow, he was still very hot and he still had no time to subside?"

When he mentioned his old friend, Gu Yuan pursed his thin lips into a straight line, nodded, and a trace of sadness slowly emerged in his eyes.

That happened two years ago.

He was only fifteen years old at that time, and with Fan Beiran, he went to the northwest to suppress the horse bandits with 10,000 imperial guards in Xishan Camp.

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

That time, Xu Daqian was shot through the shoulder blade by a bandit. The feather arrow had a barb on it. In order to pull the arrow, he had to cut out his flesh and pull out the arrow.

I thought that the arrow was not poisonous, and I thought Xu Daqian was fine, but I didn't expect that he had a high fever that night and was unconscious. In just three days, a young man in his prime died.

Thinking of the old friend, both of them were in a sluggish mood and silently drank two cups of Zhuyeqing.

Fan Mushuang wanted to comfort her second brother, so he picked up the pot of bamboo leaves and added wine to Fan Beiran.

My sister is so well-behaved and is so nice to her brother! Fan Beiran feels very helpful and asked casually: "What are you asking about this? Are you planning to study medicine?"

He curled his lips jokingly, as if he was saying that he would only be three days away from him.

Fan Mushuang almost glared at his second brother, barely held his face tight, 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 of Ji'an?

Fan Mushuang said: "When I was taking a nap in my mother's gauze yesterday, I heard my father and mother telling me that Ji'an Hou stabbed himself and burned him to death."

She dipped her index finger in a little drink and was about to continue practicing the disease cure when Gu Yanfei suddenly asked: "How could Marquis Ji'an stab herself?"

Fan Mushuang was excited and stopped drawing talismans, and said vividly:

"That's what happened a few days ago."

"Mr. Ji'an went to the Duke of Wei's Mansion to apologize and wanted to take the wife of Ji'an and his daughter back, saying that he would definitely deal with the outer room, and only asked Mr. Ji'an to forgive him, so that the couple could not blame him and make peace again."

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

Gu Yanfei poured himself a cup of bamboo leaf green, raised the glass to put it on his lips, and the unique aroma of wine with the fragrance of bamboo leaf penetrated into his nose, and the corners of his lips were almost invisible.

Wei Wan's affairs involved the secrets of the Duke of Wei's Mansion, and Gu Yanfei did not even explain in detail.

The outside only thought that it was the Marquis of Ji'an who colluded with the bandits and accepted the beauty sent by the bandits as the outer room. The Marquis of Ji'an who was angry with his unfaithfulness and indignantly demanded to be separated from his husband.

Later, Chu Yi told her that since Duke Wei left the capital to suppress bandits, Marquis Ji'an had been fearless from the beginning, and gradually became anxious and uneasy. He went to the palace several times and was rejected by the emperor outside the Ganqing palace.

In just a few days, Ji'an Hou's attitude was completely turned upside down, and he was completely different from the two.

This ginger is still so hot, and Duke Wei is really old ginger! Gu Yanfei sighed in his heart.

Fan Mushuang continued to say: "Marquis Ji'an knelt at the gate of the Duke of Wei's Mansion for a long time. Later, he stabbed himself in the abdomen with a dagger, saying that he would have to cut off the caesarean section and prove himself. He was startled by the people watching around him and helped him knock on the door of the Duke of Wei's Mansion, but the Duke of Wei's Mansion still did not open."

"My mother said, Ji'an Hou just wanted to make a bitter plan and was uneasy." Fan Mushuang wrinkled his little face again, his cheeks were bulging, like a glutinous rice ball.

Speaking of Marquis Ji'an, she thought of someone with the surname Xue. Marquis Ji'an is a collusion with bandits and a family in the outdoor room. This kind of man and the man with the man with the Marquis surname Xue are all the same. If she fails to untie the love Gu, the fate will be extremely miserable.

Thinking of this, Fan Mushuang also poured himself a cup of bamboo leaves, drank half a cup to shock himself, and then continued: "Anyway, after he was carried back to the Marquis' Mansion by his servant and coachman that day, he soon had a fever, and the fever became heavier and heavier."

"There are many doctors in the Marquis of Ji'an who come to the house. The doctors say that the Marquis of Ji'an who enters the body due to injury and evil poisons. They say that they can only do their best to do their jobs and destiny. The Madam of Ji'an who is so anxious that she even went to invite Doctor Liang to the Marquis of the Marquis of Ji'an who is helpless."

"Originally, the mansion was going to prepare for funerals, but unexpectedly, he used the medicine from the clinic in front and his fever subsided."

"Dad said that the Ji'an Marquis' Mansion could not handle the funeral, so I told my mother not to prepare for the funeral."

After saying that, Fan Mushuang looked at Gu Yanfei with a smile, and his talking eyes seemed to be shakingly writing: What else do you want to know? Come and ask me.

Is this medicine so magical? Gu Yanfei rubbed the wine glass in his hand and asked with interest: "Which clinic?"

Fan Mu quickly added wine to Gu Yanfei again with his eyes and hands. After putting down the wine pot, he pushed open a window facing the street and pointed to the right front of the street and said, "It's the one that has thatched cottage in front."

"Wancaotang." Fan Beiran added, signaling his sister to add wine to him.

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

"This Wancaotang seems to be newly opened. I remember that the last time I went to the Rouge Shop, and my mother and I even went to buy Rouge Water Powder."

Speaking of this, Fan Mushuang's smile froze slightly.

Later, she was hit by the unlucky love potion, and she didn't even know when the Rouge Shop became a medical clinic.

Fan Beiran immediately said: "It started after the Lantern Festival, and it has only been half a month since it was said to be good at trauma.

Because Fan Mushuang had "been evil" before, Mrs. Fan had almost inquired about all the clinics in the capital, including this newly opened Wancao Cottage.

How could Gu Yuan not tell that Gu Yanfei was quite interested in this Wancaotang.

"Play!"

Gu Yuan quickly claped his high fives twice.

Wutong, the servant guarding the mouth of the Yashita, walked in quickly and heard Gu Yuan's indifferent order: "You go to Wancaotang in front to buy the kind of medicine to treat trauma and fever."

Wutong took the order and hurried away. As soon as the door of the elegant seat opened, the sound of the lobby downstairs came up again. The drinkers were still talking about a scholar's gossip that he was in love with him. Sometimes he said that the scholar would hold a mirror wherever he went, and sometimes he said that he would praise him for his beauty whenever he saw people, otherwise he would not let him go.

They were all heard of it, and the more they said it, the more bizarre they became, and even Fan Mushuang was excited to hear it.

Just when someone talked about Xue Shusheng committing love with him, Wutong came back and had a small porcelain jar the size of a fist in her hand.

"Big Master, Second Miss, the little one bought the medicine." Wutong carefully held the porcelain jar and sighed in disbelief, "A such a small jar 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. Her soul was attracted by the scene depicted by an old man with excellent eloquence below. He heard him sigh and say, "I heard that when the scholar was struggling in the water, he was still shouting, "I want to be with me forever, don't save me..."

Wutong turned a deaf ear to the noisy sounds below. He felt that the small porcelain jar in his hand was heavy, for fear that it would break accidentally, so he carefully presented it to Gu Yanfei.

Wutong sighed and said, "This medicine was sold half a month ago. Originally, no one bought it at this price. However, after Ji'an Hou used it two days ago, the person who was almost dead was pulled back from the Gate of Hell. After the incident spread, the people from the Longmen Escort Agency bought it with the idea of ​​giving it a try. Sun Escort, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was also rescued by the drug."

"Now, it is rumored everywhere in the capital that this is a magical medicine, and more people buy it, but ordinary people can't afford it at all."

"When the young man went to Wancaotang just now, the head of the Ministry of War came over and bought ten cans and left."

As soon as Master He came, there were more people watching around Wancaotang. After today, Wancaotang would be even more famous.

Gu Yuan and Fan Beiran looked at each other and thought of going to the same place.

The Ministry of War will naturally use this medicine to the army.

"Do you know what the doctor in Wancaotang is called? Who is from?" Gu Yuan asked in contemplation.

Wutong had specially asked the people from Wancaotang, so she replied without hesitation: "The surname is Wan, the name is Wan Pengcheng, and she is from the capital."

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

In military generals like them, their children have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and practicing martial arts means they will be injured.

Most of the doctors in the Dajing Dynasty who were good at trauma were also heard of, but they had never heard of any family whose surname was Wan.

Wutong was a clever person and immediately said: "Young master, I have inquired about it. Doctor Wan is just a doctor hired by the boss of Wancaotang. This trauma medicine was made by their boss himself and is a unique secret recipe."

"The guy from Wancaotang kept saying that even if someone bought it, he would not imitate it."

Wutong also realized at that time that some people outside Wancaotang should be from other medical clinics and medicine halls, so she was afraid that she wanted to take the secret medicine from Wancaotang back and study the medicinal ingredients.

As they were talking, Gu Yanfei had already opened the small porcelain jar, and saw that there was a snow-white powder inside the jar. At first glance, it looked like flour.

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

Gu Yanfei leaned over and leaned over the small porcelain jar and smelled it. Her nose was very flexible. Although the wine smelled in the elegant seat, she could still be sure that the powder had no smell and did not look like a herb.

She dripped her tail finger and put it into her lips to taste it...

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

Gu Yuan was so scared that he lost his soul. His elbow accidentally hit the wine pot next to him. The wine pot almost fell. Fortunately, Fan Beiran was clear-headed and quickly supported the wine pot.

He almost ruined such a pot of good wine! Fan Beiran thought to himself and gave Gu Yuan a look of "Don't be nervous".

Gu Yuan is just a chaotic person. Since a person as powerful as our sister dares to taste medicine in person, of course he knows it.

Fan Mushuang didn't care about the gossipers below, staring at Gu Yanfei without blinking, his little face was round and he almost wanted to try the medicine by imitating Gu Yanfei's appearance.

Gu Yanfei savored the taste of the tip of her tongue carefully. Apart from the salty and bitter taste, she really couldn't taste any other flavor.

No wonder the people in Wancaotang dared to say confidently that no one could imitate this medicine.

interesting.

Gu Yanfei casually put the small porcelain jar into his sleeve bag and looked out the window at the direction Fan Mus pointed at before.

Wutong hurriedly said, "Miss Second Girl, the shop surrounded by many people at the end of the street is Wancaotang."

"You go buy another can." Gu Yanfei ordered Wutong, and then turned to Gu Yuan and said, "Brother, take this can to the eldest prince."

Gu Yuan listened to Gu Yanfei and nodded.

So, at noon that day, Chu Yi, who was in the Heart Hall, had a small blue porcelain jar on his hand.

The emperor was also in the Hall of Yangxin. At this moment, he was admiring a painting he had just finished painting in front of a desk by the window. The peach blossoms in the painting were in full swing, with clouds and clouds flying.

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

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed them gently twice, with a hint of sweetness in his heart.

The emperor raised his head from the painting, stroked his beard, glanced at Chu Yi with a smile, and knew at a glance that his son was in a very good mood.

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

Gu Yuan, who had just arrived, didn't know, but the emperor knew that there was an exact blue porcelain jar hidden in this wooden box, which was bought by Chu Yi before.

The little girl in the Gu family should have some of her own son in her heart.

Good sign!

The emperor felt quite good when he was sunny in spring. The more he looked at his "Peach Blossom Picture", the more he liked him. He thought about how to frame it well.

Soon, Gu Yuan cured the secret medicine from Wancaotang. Ji'an Hou and the head of an escort agency were roughly reported, and finally said: "She Mei said that she didn't know which herbal medicine was made of this medicine powder."

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

Xiaoshi, who was standing beside him, suppressed his urge to reply, and could only pursed his lips and squinted Gu Yuan silently, feeling that this guy was coming in a bad time. When he arrived, Gu Yuan came back, which made him not have time to report the harvest of this trip to Wancaotang.

"The name of the medicine is very strange, what is Penicillium Powder?" Since Gu Yuan wanted to present this medicine to Chu Yi, he naturally would not be unaware of it after asking. He had already ordered Wutong to ask Wancaotang in advance and answered immediately.

"Penicillin." The next moment, a gentle and low male voice followed Gu Yuan's words and ended up ringing.

Gu Yuan subconsciously looked at the emperor. His first reaction was that he thought the emperor had heard it wrong, but when he saw the emperor's expression clearly, he was stunned.

The emperor sitting at the window was carrying a light on his back, his elegant facial features were slightly blurred and his eyes were particularly deep. He held the armrest of the chair tightly with his right hand, and the lines on the back of his hand were as tight as iron.

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

In the East Warehouse, there was a moment of silence.

Chu Yi lowered his long eyelashes and stared at the powder in the porcelain jar, his eyes deep.

After a while, Chu Yi looked up at the emperor by the window, and said in a sure tone: ""Taizu's Notes."

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

Some of Chu Yi knew about Emperor Taizu from "Taizu's Daily Notes", some of them heard from the late emperor, Duke Wei and others, and more of them heard his father tell him these as gossips when he was a child.

"It's "Taizu's Notes." The emperor nodded a little suddenly.

Time flies, and before I knew it, Emperor Taizu passed away for twenty years.

Emperor Taizu was the grandfather of the current emperor. The late emperor did not like the current emperor. The emperor followed Taizu more time when he was young than following the late emperor. His feelings for this grandfather were naturally extraordinary.

Three years before Taizu's death, the dragon body was getting worse and worse, and the emperor often served Taizu's sickness. Occasionally, he would listen to Taizu muttering some inexplicable words, saying that he had a lot of things he had not done and wrote several notes.

"Call."

The emperor suddenly stood up from the chair, turned his back, looked at the flowers and trees swaying in the spring breeze outside the house, and said again: "One year before Taizu died, once, when I was serving Taizu, I accidentally knocked over some medicine on a note and wiped it, and then I turned a few pages..."

"The note mentioned penicillin, which can treat high fever, tuberculosis, pus ears, etc. caused by trauma inflammation."

"What a pity, I just took a quick look at it at that time..." The letter was taken back by Taizu.

Speaking of this, the emperor's voice came to an abrupt end.

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

There are memories, sentiments, helplessness, and ruthless sighs of time.

The year before Emperor Taizu passed away, he was old and weak, 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 to want those notes and wanted Taizu to leave all the generators and steam engines for him, but Taizu said that the things on the notes could not be taken out yet.

The father and son argued several times over this.

Once, after the father and son argued again, Taizu impatiently sent the late emperor, and then he sighed a few words to the emperor with exhaustion:

"Your father is stupid. If I leave all this to him, he will probably not be able to keep it."

"If this technology tree is clicked wrong, it cannot be repeated..."

"There is not enough time, and the time is not enough. If I can give me more time, I can still build your eldest aunt..."

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