Chapter 70 Life is like a play, it all depends on acting
As the old man walked into the hall, more and more princes and ministers were trembling inexplicably around him...
But Yan Bing knew in his heart that this shaking... was not because of fear..., not because of fear...
It's because of the "aura" on the old man's feet...
When the old man reached the front row of all the princes and ministers, he stopped and looked at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne with a smile, without bowing.
The emperor only moved his lips slightly, and the first words he said were: "Xiao Zhezi, shake the Wuming Fan harder. I feel a little hot..."
The little eunuch holding a fan next to him, can he still not understand what the emperor means? The autumn air is crisp, how can he dislike the heat?
It was obvious that they couldn't stand the smell, so they asked them to shake the fans to drive away the smell!
The two young eunuchs immediately accepted the order, suppressed their blushes, and with all their strength, they shook their fans so hard that the emperor's hair swayed wildly. Only then did they see the emperor's expression, which was naturally much smoother.
"Wang Linfeng! You..." A minister standing in the first row suddenly opened his mouth sharply, clearly looking like he was going to scold the old man and refuse to worship him.
But how could Yan Bing let his master be scolded by outsiders? He hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt and shouted loudly: "Daughter of the people! Yan Bing, Yan Qihua, come to see the emperor!!" While shouting, he quickly ran up to the old man.
, put the sword and wine jar in his hand on the ground, knelt down, bowed his head and bowed.
After bowing, he hit his head on the ground and deliberately reminded in a reproachful tone in a "low voice" that anyone could hear: "Master, why don't you bow? Hurry up and see the emperor!"
"No need!" The emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly spoke. After speaking, he waved his hand and continued: "Come, please give me a seat."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young eunuch opened the screen and walked out quickly with a chair in his arms. He gently placed the chair behind the old man, and then trotted back quickly.
But the old man smiled as if he should take it for granted, and sat down directly without even saying thank you.
Facing such an arrogant "courtier", the hall was immediately filled with a strange atmosphere. Even the emperor couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and then he slowly explained: "Old Mrs. Wang is my great-grandfather. This dynasty has always been...
Loyalty and filial piety are the foundation of a country, so dear friends, there is no need to say more." But after saying this, his face became obviously longer.
"On behalf of the Master, the daughter of the people, thank the Emperor for His grace! The Emperor is wise and mighty! He is as humble as a valley! He is truly the image of an eternal wise king, a role model for all peoples in the world. How lucky a citizen girl is to be able to see the Emperor, the eternal Saint King's actions, with her own eyes. At this moment, only
I feel that my heart and soul are shaken, and I can't express it in words. I can only shout, long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he heard a sneer coming from the rear left, "Ha! Flattery.", and then, there was a "boo" sound from next to the person.
According to the arrangement of the civil servants on the left and the military on the right in the palace, Yan Bing guessed that the person speaking behind him should be an official of the Ministry of War, or a military general. Although he was happy with this person's outspokenness, he could
She was kneeling on the ground at the moment, so naturally she couldn't raise her head to look.
Next, because "Long live the Emperor", this slogan was shouted out by Yan Bing.
At this moment, the prime minister, who was the leader of the officials, could only follow the rules and take half a step sideways out of the queue. Then, he bowed and saluted, and said again, "Your Majesty will be king for ten thousand years! Liang Guo will be for ten thousand years!".
Then, there were three choruses from the ministers.
Only when all the "forms" have been completely completed.
It was after this round of flattery, and the flattery that coerced everyone, that the atmosphere in the hall relaxed a lot.
However, what Yan Bing didn't know was.
During the whole process, Emperor Xuan Si, who was sitting on the dragon throne, did not look at the ministers below. Instead, he kept staring at Yan Bing who was kneeling on the ground. He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought deeply, and then smiled slightly.
, said: "All the ministers are safe, you should also get up."
Yan Bing knew clearly that this "you" refers to himself. He quickly stood up, picked up the wine jar and sword, bowed and retreated, and stood beside the old man.
The old man was sitting on a chair, with a proud smile on his face, secretly shaking his thumb at his beloved disciple.
"I don't know, ancestor, why did you enter the palace this time?" Emperor Xuansi spoke again and went straight to the topic.
The old man sat on the chair, cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to thank you for your kindness." Although the old man said thank you, he didn't even bother to stand up, so he just cupped his hands and gave up.
In the main hall, the atmosphere that had just calmed down now became tense again. Many civil and military officials couldn't stand the old man's behavior of relying on his old age and talking about it one after another. Some even pronounced it through their noses and said "hum".
Yan Bing hurriedly stepped forward to explain his words and said: "The master of the civilian girl deeply felt the emperor's kindness and suffered from the inability to repay him. However, he heard rumors that there have been continuous wars in the north in recent years. Therefore, he sent the civilian girl with three
I will present this tribute to the Emperor in the hope that it can relieve His Majesty's worries and repay His Majesty's kindness."
When the ministers heard the words, rustling sounds gradually began to rise, and they were all curious. Besides the smell of smelly feet, what treasures did this former leader of the once largest martial arts sect bring?
Could it be that the little girl was holding a jar of wine? And a sword? So what are the two different things?
Wait? Is this beautiful little girl also given to His Majesty?
That’s really shameless!
"Oh?" Emperor Xuansi leaned forward slightly, with a very interested expression, and said slowly: "I don't know, what kind of treasure is it? Can you take it out now and let me have a look?"
Yan Bing took a step forward, placed the sword and the wine jar on the ground, then bowed and saluted and said: "Your Majesty, this treasure is a magic medicine for wounds. It is placed in the wine jar. If you are a soldier, you will receive it."
If the wound is caused by a sword, the wound will fester and cannot be cured. You can take the sediment at the bottom of the jar and apply it on the wound. Then take the oil floating on the top of the wine jar and take it orally. It will heal within three days.
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"Treat ulcerated wounds!?" When the military commanders and ministers heard this, they felt as if they were bursting into flames. They all began to whisper to each other, and the discussion was endless.
Emperor Xuansi's face darkened, and then he waved his right hand, and immediately a eunuch stepped forward, stood on the imperial platform, and shouted in a long tone: "Quiet~~!!!"
The Ministry of War officials and generals below gradually regained their composure.
Yan Bing knew very well why they had such a big reaction, and the ulcers in their mouths were actually, according to current theory, infections.
Although in the eyes of modern people, infection is nothing more than a problem that can be solved by applying some alcohol and taking some medicine.
But before humans invented "antibiotics", infection was the absolute main factor leading to the death of wounded soldiers on the battlefield.
The methods for treating infections in ancient times were also very limited.
In Europe, bloodletting is the main method. The more serious the disease, the more bloodletting is done.
Therefore, most of the time, the more treatment you get, the faster you die. Basically, yesterday you got an arrow in your toe and it became infected. The next day, European doctors gathered around you to bleed you, and on the same day, they all cured you.
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The domestic treatment is relatively scientific, but it is also very scary. First, use a knife to cut off the rotten flesh, then use a scraper to scrape around the wound, and finally pour strong liquor and then apply plaster.
If you are strong and strong and can avoid being hurt to death, you can naturally sit back and relax.
But if you scratch your back, the wound that was scraped clean within a few days becomes infected again, so the doctor will come over, untie your bandage, and scrape it again... until your wound no longer festers.
During the entire treatment process, there was no anesthesia or blood transfusion, all relying on the soldiers' own physical fitness and perseverance. One can imagine the death rate.
As for Bing, after obtaining three cans of ethanol with an alcohol content of over 75 degrees through the wall-hanging method and the specific gravity method, the first thing he did was to ask his senior brother to smash the minced garlic and put in three bottles of ethanol.
pickled in a jar.
This is not because Yan Bing's taste is too strong, but because he is making the first antibiotic invented in human history, "Allicin".
Soak garlic paste with high alcohol, and after storage and fermentation, a layer of grease-like liquid will float in the wine jar, and this liquid contains a large amount of "diallyl thiosulfinate", which is harmful to mold and
It has a great killing effect on many pathogenic bacteria.
In this era, it is nothing more than a sacred healing medicine that is easy to make and promote, and only Yan Bing knows the recipe, and only she can make it.
Naturally, it can be understood that many ministers and even the emperor may not fully believe it.
But Yan Bing, taking advantage of the quiet moment, continued: "Your Majesty, you can take it and hand it over to the military camp, so that the injured can test it for themselves to determine whether what the civilian girl said is true."
Emperor Xuansi nodded when he heard the words. Although he would definitely ask someone to try the medicine, since this little girl dared to bring it up on her own, it must be that this matter is probably true, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Joy changed his serious face just now, and instead continued to ask Yan Bing in a friendly manner: "Then, what about the second thing? Is it the sword in your hand?"
When Yan Bing heard this, he was secretly amused and said to himself: Your Majesty, aren't you pretending to be confused because you understand?
Is my sword considered a treasure? Others don’t know, but you can’t tell? Did our spy who clocks in every day tell you?
Even when we ran out of materials and when we made the last one, we all estimated it exactly. If you ask me, saying that you are here to collect debts is equivalent to complimenting you. You are simply a vampire.
Although he was already scolding him in his heart, on the surface, he had to pretend to be proud of the spring breeze and replied: "This is exactly the sword. Your Majesty, don't look at this sword. It looks ordinary. It can even be said that it is rough.
Yes, but the sword edge hidden under its scabbard can cut through gold and gravel, just like chopping melons and vegetables, a rare sharp edge in the world!
Now, Master and my disciples have made 500 of them, and today I will present them all to Your Majesty to fill the arsenal and temper the troops to strengthen the generals..."
"His Majesty!!"
Before Yan Bing finished speaking, she heard someone interrupt, and then a middle-aged strong man walked out of the queue behind her.
The beard on the chin gives people the feeling of a tiger general.
I saw this person. After bending down to salute, he pointed directly at Yan Bing and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty! I really can't bear this woman's evil words. Such people can only boast and confuse the public, and they will only harm the country."
She missed the army and I didn’t come out. If I scolded her a few words, I was afraid that I would get sick! Your Majesty, please atone for your sins!”
After the man finished speaking, the entire hall became silent again. Only a thin man next to the warrior kept tugging at the corner of his clothes, trying to drag him back to the queue.
But this fierce general didn't appreciate it. He kept shaking his body and refused the other party's kindness. He just stood there and glared at Yan Bing.
Emperor Xuansi sat on the dragon chair. He looked at the little girl underneath and then at his beloved general. Then he patted the armrest of the dragon chair and burst into laughter. The laughter was endless and shocked everyone.
He bent down deeply and lowered his head, thinking that Your Majesty was about to get angry.
However, Emperor Xuan Si's laughter gradually stopped, but he still looked calm and smiling, and said word by word: "Xu Hui! I! I just like you. You dare to speak, dare to do, dare to do, and dare to act."
A bold and generous temper! This is what I, the tiger general of the Liang Kingdom, should look like! I'm sorry that it's too late for you, so how can I be willing to blame you?"
As soon as Emperor Xuansi finished speaking, the ministers below him immediately began to pay tribute. Some said that His Majesty was wise, and some praised Xu Hui as a tiger general. The flattering sounds could be heard in the hall, one after another.
In complete contrast to the peaceful faces of the monarchs and ministers, the face of the old man beside him became increasingly gloomy, and the flesh on his face began to tremble slightly with anger.
Yan Bing knew very well that his master had the problem of "protecting the calf", so he quickly winked at him and asked him to hold back for a moment, look again, and listen again.
As expected by Yan Bing, Emperor Xuan Si slowly said: "Although the efficacy of this medicine needs to be carefully considered before we know the result, we can try it now to determine how this sword is."
When all the ministers heard that the emperor had something to say, they all closed their voices, closed their eyes, and listened.
Emperor Xuansi squinted his eyes slightly, looked at his beloved general below, and asked slowly: "Xu Hui, did you bring your sword?"
"Your Majesty, I never leave my sword, so I must carry it with me. However, the rules in the palace are strict, so I left my sword at Xuande Gate in front of the main hall." After Xu Huigang finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Your Majesty's intention,
But, trying the sword on the spot!?”
"I, that's what I mean, go ahead and get your sword. I will give you the right to bring the sword to the palace today!" Emperor Xuansi said with a smile, and when he saw Xu Hui below, his eyes were filled with tears.
My eyes were almost split open, and I stood in the main hall, dumbfounded, motionless.
It was the thin man next to him, tugging on his sleeves and anxiously whispering: "You idiot, please thank me!"
Only then did Xu Hui wake up and hurriedly knelt down and thanked Long En.
Emperor Xuansi still smiled, nodded, and said two words: "Go."
Xu Hui stood up and accepted the order, turned around and went to Xuandemen, orally delivered the Holy Sage's instructions, and then ran back happily holding his beloved sword.
Yan Bing looked at this middle-aged man with a proud expression on his face and wanted to laugh. He thought to himself: Stop laughing, you idiot. Get ready to say goodbye to your "loved sword"...
