When I walked into the yard, I saw a boy washing medicine jars along the water channel in the yard. This is where the smell of the medicine comes from.
When the boy heard someone entering the hospital, he looked up and saw Su Yang with a very surprised expression on his face. His eyes rolled around a few times and he asked curiously: "Why are you back?"
"I'm back? Have I lived here?" Su Yangqi asked.
"I'm afraid you are sick and confused." The boy said, "You were already unconscious when you came here, and you lived in this room. If my husband hadn't saved you and asked me to cook these fever-reducing medicines, you would have already died.
Dead."
Su Yang quickly asked: "How did I get here and who sent it!"
The boy shook his head in confusion: "Then I don't know. When the husband called me to take care of you, you were already lying on the bed, talking nonsense and having a high fever. You took several doses of medicine before you woke up.
Come here, have you forgotten?"
"What did you say when I had a fever?" Su Yang still had a glimmer of hope and wanted to get some useful information out of this boy's mouth.
The boy's answer disappointed Su Yang. He spread his hands and said, "You are speaking intermittently, and I can't understand it."
I asked the boy a few more questions, but there was still no useful information. This boy seemed to be a kid who made medicine in the Shenhou Mansion. In the past two days, in addition to boiling antipyretic medicine for himself, he didn't even have any food for himself.
Saw it a few times.
Instead, he asked how to get out of the house.
Su Yang took out a small ingot of silver and handed it to him: "Thank you for your hard work, little brother. Use this little money to buy clothes."
The child put the medicine jar aside, wiped his hands on his clothes, took the money with a smile and thanked him.
Su Yang was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly he had an idea and turned around to grab a handful of medicine jar. There were still some medicine residues left in the medicine jar. Su Yang wrapped it up and put it in his arms. The little boy said curiously: "You want this dirty stuff?"
What to do?"
Su Yang smiled and said: "As a souvenir. Also, where is this? Why does it seem that I am not the only patient?"
Just after entering the courtyard, Su Yang seemed to hear someone moaning softly in a side room of the courtyard.
The boy said: "This is the healing room of the Marquis Mansion. All the injured men in the house are here to recuperate. Please lower your voice." He pointed to the room where someone was groaning and made a silent gesture: "That man practices martial arts.
When he lost his hand and got a knife wound on his leg, he was so angry that he would kill anyone who disturbed him."
"Really? If this man was still unconscious, I'm afraid he wouldn't have killed anyone."
Su Yang sneered, strode around the child, opened the door curtain and rushed into the house.
There was a big bed in the room, and there was indeed a big man with a beard lying on the bed. One leg of the big man was tied with a rope and hung in the air. The leg was bandaged, and there were blood stains oozing from the bandage.
When the big man saw Su Yang, he opened his big eyes like bells and said in a rough voice: "Whose grandmother is it? If you disturb me in my sleep, if I don't have a wound on my leg, I will chop you to death with a knife!"
Su Yang was stunned for a moment, his feelings were really wounded by a knife.
The child caught up from behind, pulled Su Yang and walked out, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Why are you trespassing? Hurry up and leave."
Su Yang smiled, there were many martial arts masters among them, and it was normal for them to get injured while practicing martial arts during competitions and exchanges. Maybe he was too sensitive.
When I arrived in Bianjing City, I immediately found a well-known medicine shop and gave the medicine residue to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper smelled it and said that it was just a few ordinary medicinal materials for reducing fever and fever, and there was nothing special about it.
"This is surprising."
Walking on the bluestone slabs of Bianjing Imperial Street, Su Yang was puzzled.
The original plot of this dungeon was that the Demon Girl led the three demons to besiege Beicheng. When the chance of victory was certain, she sent her three demons to intercept the various people who came to the rescue. In fact, she used the help of others to get rid of these three demons.
Demon, so she is the only one left in the world who knows how to make and control the medicine man. After the demon Xue Hubei learned about the plan of the Demon Girl, he started a fight with the Demon Girl in the North City, injured the Magic Girl, and finally waited ruthlessly
The man killed the demon girl and got rid of a group of medicine men.
But now this dungeon has a tendency to develop into a semi-Jedi. No one in Su Yang can completely believe it. Therefore, when the boy said that Mr. Zhuge asked him to cook medicine for him, he even wondered whether Mr. Zhuge was the person behind the medicine.
Chief envoy.
But since these medicines are just ordinary antipyretics, it is difficult for this guess to be true. Presumably, the current dungeon has not completely become a Jedi dungeon, not even a half-Jedi, and Mr. Zhuge is an upright leader after all, even if he doesn't like it.
He, but it does not mean that he will do such despicable and evil behavior as making medicine.
After thinking for a moment, but still having no clue, Su Yang smiled in relief. How could there be such a cheap thing in the world? He could have guessed it from the beginning. Now that it has come, just let it be.
At this time, at night in Bianjing, the lanterns were starting to come on.
There are many restaurants and bars on both sides of the imperial street. The vendors are busy and the crowd is bustling. From time to time, carved cars come and go on the street. High-spirited young people wear green fur and parade with their beauties. From time to time, the air is filled with the fragrance of makeup and food.
The smell, the laughter of the girl, the loud singing of the drinkers, and the shouts of the merchants are intertwined into a nocturne of the Song Dynasty.
This is the best era in history. The economy and culture have reached their peak. The people of the Song Dynasty do not look at others, do not rely on others, and are not restricted by others. The evolution of China for thousands of years has reached its peak in the Zhao and Song Dynasties.
It was also the worst era, with powerful enemies pressing down on the territory, frequent wars, and submission. For three hundred years, peace was bought but not obtained.
Su Yang often wonders, if Wang Anshi succeeded that year, would the Song Dynasty have a new look? Will China really stand in the east of the world in a thousand years and enjoy the first golden light of the sunrise?
, accept the coming of all nations?
Even if he doesn't change his appearance, how bad can he get? The second emperor was captured and the emperor jumped into the sea to die for his country. Could it be worse than this?
It is a pity that although the concept of reform to enrich the country and strengthen the army is good, there is no suitable means of implementation and no capable executors. It also affects the interests of most of the nobles. Wang Anshi himself is a scholar who does not know how to adapt. He can be a staff member.
, it is absolutely impossible to be a leader, and ultimately the change will fail.
Su Yang suddenly thought of a sentence: Corrupt officials are treacherous, and honest officials must be even more treacherous. Otherwise, how can we deal with corrupt officials?
The standards for evaluating officials are different from those for evaluating ordinary people. Corrupt officials, corrupt officials, shady officials, and evil officials may not necessarily be good officials. How can there be an official who is not corrupt in the world? How can there be an official who does not engage in power struggles? Zhang Juzheng is corrupt.
The money is no less than anyone else’s.
I'm just afraid that some people will stand on the side of justice and do righteous things with great righteousness, but in fact they will harm the country.
In the imperial court, Cai Jing was actually a staunch supporter of Wang Anshi and devoted his whole life to implementing Wang Anshi's reforms. Although his purpose may have been to fill the national treasury for the emperor's extravagant expenses, it was actually a good thing for the country.
Mr. Zhuge, who always considered himself a hero for the sake of the country, was a staunch opponent and the biggest obstacle to Cai Jing's implementation of reforms.
With Cai Jing's talent, he has risen and fallen from the position of prime minister, which shows how difficult the reform is and how powerful conservatives like Mr. Zhuge are.
This is also the reason why Su Yang doesn't like Mr. Zhuge, and he will never join Zhuge's disciples.
"I'm thinking too far, I'm thinking too far." Su Yang smiled and patted his face, pulling his thoughts back from history and temple matters. Mr. Zhuge and Cai Jing were not what he had to consider for the time being.
Since no clues can be found in the Shenhou Mansion, let's go find the medicine man's owner, the Demon Girl.
