Chapter 160: I am not the God of Medicine: Save Zhang Zhongjing!
——Departure from Changsha County!
Gangneung has two waterways that connect the Yangtze River and Hanjiang River, one is the Yangshui River and the other is the Summer River.
Guan Lin and his party chose to go south to Changsha from Yangshui to the Yangtze River, and then go down the river. They could reach it in two days' journey at most.
The ferry from Jiangling to Yangshui requires a journey overland.
now…
By the river, the water is gurgling and fallen flowers are forming paths.
One hundred troops riding tall horses crowded around and escorted the carriage in the middle, with Guan Lin sitting in the carriage.
Zhang Fei and Zhang Xingcai rode in the front.
But after walking for a while, Zhang Xingcai felt that it was boring to follow his father, so he handed the horse over to a soldier and immediately slipped into Guan Lin's carriage.
When Zhang Fei saw this scene, he was quite happy at first and thought about it in his heart.
——"It seems that my daughter likes this guy very much, and they get along pretty well!"
But gradually, a faint sadness arose in Zhang Fei's heart.
——"My daughter has grown up! She is no longer close to her father!"
Yes, ever since we had Guan Lin.
Why would Zhang Xingcai have a few more words with him as a father?
Although Zhang Fei is a rough man.
But... like every old father, he not only hopes that his daughter will find her home, but also hopes that her daughter can stay by his side for more time.
Such a "damn", "contradictory" and "complicated" mood!
Originally... this land road was only a short section and could be passed by walking, but suddenly... Zhang Fei heard those Guan Linbu whispering something behind him.
"Why is Fourth Young Master's carriage swaying?"
"Not only is it shaking, it's also making a 'crunching, crunching' sound!"
"It seems that Miss Zhang is inside, right? I just heard her shouting, 'Take it easy'..."
"What I heard seemed to be the Fourth Young Master saying... something like 'too much water'..."
"-Shh... don't let Mr. Zhang hear this, someone will be killed!"
They were whispering, but Zhang Fei had a sharp ear and paid extra attention, so he heard them all.
Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem.
My daughter is indeed in the carriage!
By the way, what does "take it easy" mean?
What does "too much water" mean?
How does it feel... a bit like the feeling when Zhang Fei kidnapped Xia Houyuan's niece Xia Houjuan... and then did something shameful that night?
——"This...this hasn't been engaged yet, how...how...how can this be like this?"
Zhang Fei, who was originally careless, suddenly lost his composure when faced with his daughter's problems.
He scratched his ears and cheeks... big beads of sweat fell on the white horse like rain, pattering... and kept sliding down.
"——Gudong!"
Zhang Fei felt that since he was the second brother's son, he couldn't let them be like this.
This...this is a violation of the rules!
Besides, if this were to spread, wouldn't it make the eldest brother and the second brother look down upon his daughter?
"You all move forward..."
Zhang Fei shouted loudly and drove the knights around the carriage to the front, while he rode a white horse close to the carriage.
In order to make sure... make no mistake, Zhang Fei pricked up his ears and listened.
Only sounds were heard coming from inside again.
It belongs to my daughter. She seemed to be complaining, "Can you stop using so much force... Just be gentle!"
Zhang Fei felt that his brain capacity was a bit insufficient.
No matter how slow his brain circuit was, he still thought... something was wrong.
Immediately afterwards, a male voice came from inside, it was Guan Lin's voice, "I'll try to aim as close as possible! This way I don't have to use so much force!"
Well…
Zhang Fei couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped directly from the white horse to the carriage.
Zhang Xingcai's voice came out from inside.
"——But... there is still a lot of water, and I can't control it at all!"
The more he heard this, the more Zhang Fei didn't dare to open the carriage, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have seen...
This is my daughter, how embarrassing it is!
If his wife, Xia Houjuan, knows this, she must not hit him with firewood?
"Ahem..." Zhang Fei couldn't help it and immediately raised his voice and coughed.
But in this car, it seems to be indifferent. It is still doing what it should be, and it is still swaying when it should be...
This actually strengthened Zhang Fei's suspicion.
Just when Zhang Fei was at a loss...
With a "crunch", the carriage door suddenly opened. Zhang Fei was afraid to look at the sudden opening!
But...the scene inside was instantly transmitted.
Ah...ah...
Zhang Fei was stunned.
In his eyes, Guan Lin was holding a brush and writing something on the bamboo slips, while Zhang Xingcai was kneeling beside him, polishing ink...
Yes, it is indeed grinding ink.
Zhang Xingcai has never knelt beside Zhang Fei to serve him like this.
——The little cotton-padded jacket is ventilated!
Of course, this is not the point. The point is what just... came out of the carriage.
Zhang Fei's eyes must be bright.
It turns out that "please be gentler" was because his daughter asked Guan Lin to be gentler when he wrote. The carriage was swaying. If he wrote too hard, he would splash ink everywhere.
Now my daughter still has ink on her face!
And the so-called "carriage shaking" and "too much water" were Guan Lin's complaints that Zhang Xingcai didn't know how to sharpen ink...
Therefore, the movement was too big, causing the carriage to shake, and the ink on the brush was extremely diluted...
I can't write any words at all.
The following "Can you stop using so much force...please be gentler?" still made Guan Lin write more lightly.
"There is still a lot of water and I can't control it at all." Guan Lin was speechless. He taught Zhang Xingcai too many times, but every time he polished the ink, a lot of water poured out, making it impossible to dip the ink!
Zhang Xingcai was still not convinced.
Even when Zhang Fei opened the door, he was still complaining, "How can I control how much water I have?"
If he hadn't seen the scene in front of him, Zhang Fei would have exploded just by saying this last sentence!
Now - the truth is revealed...
Zhang Fei stood in front of the carriage door in a daze, feeling a little embarrassed.
Guan Lin and Zhang Xingcai looked at him at the same time.
Zhang Xingcai also asked curiously, "Dad, what's the matter?"
"No...it's okay." Zhang Fei quickly scratched his head and looked around: "Dad was wondering where he threw the Zhangba Snake Spear. Why can't he find it?"
Guan Lin quickly reminded, "Isn't it in the truck at the back? Third uncle guarded it himself."
"Oh..." Zhang Fei pretended to suddenly realize it, but he really wasn't good at acting... he looked a bit fake!
Guan Lin seemed to have noticed something, "Isn't Third Uncle worried about Sister Xingcai being with me?"
"How could it be?" Zhang Fei grinned, "Xingcai is following you, so I have nothing to worry about... I feel very relieved!"
Having said this, Zhang Fei noticed the piles of bamboo slips in Guan Lin's carriage, and seemed to have found a good opportunity to change the topic.
He immediately asked: "Yunqi, what are you writing? Are you working so hard? You are still writing in the carriage..."
oh…
Guan Lin explained, "They are some prescriptions. I heard people mention them, so I wrote them down to see if they can come in handy in Changsha."
"Are you going to use this to save Zhang Zhongjing?" Zhang Fei looked surprised. He picked up a scroll of bamboo slips and read it again.
These pharmacies know him, but he does not know these pharmacies...
However, Zhang Fei still pretended to be thoughtful and mused: "These are all folk remedies. Zhang Zhongjing wrote "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"... Even that book can't save him. These
Is this a folk remedy okay?”
"I don't know either." Guan Lin said truthfully: "Anyway, I usually have a headache and a fever, and these folk remedies can cure it... But I don't know if Zhang Zhongjing's illness is serious or not."
Well…
Zhang Fei was speechless and stopped asking.
He just felt that it was useless to ask.
If those prescriptions that can cure headaches and brain fever can cure Zhang Zhongjing's disease? Then...Zhang Zhongjing would have jumped out of bed long ago.
Why do you need so much effort?
Of course, no matter what, Zhang Fei still wants to visit Changsha County, otherwise... how will he explain to his elder brother when he returns?
"You guys go on, I'm going."
Zhang Fei left a few words, turned around, closed the door, and got out of the carriage...
It's good to know that nothing "outrageous" was done there.
As for writing some prescriptions, that’s not important!
After getting on his horse, Zhang Fei took a long breath, but he heard the voice inside again.
"Sister Xingcai, this water is actually controllable. If it is thicker...it will stick, if it is diluted it will not feel like anything!"
"This is nothing like martial arts training. It requires slow and careful work. Your movements can be smaller and lighter!"
Another sentence that makes people think wildly.
Zhang Fei shook his head...
For a moment, he felt, why did his thoughts suddenly become so dirty?
Although he is nearly fifty years old, his nature should still be that of a pure young man!
When he thought that he was about to become impure, Zhang Fei quickly thought of something else.
Naturally, I thought of the prescriptions written by Guan Lin.
For a moment, Zhang Fei put his chin in his hands and smacked his mouth. "Hey... this guy... can these folk remedies he wrote really save people?"
Don't talk about Zhang Fei.
Guan Lin himself didn't know whether he could save people.
As a medical student in my previous life, I studied Chinese medicine. Although I did not pursue a related major after graduation, my memory is not bad... After five years of college, I still memorized books of ancient prescriptions.
This is the basic skill of traditional Chinese medicine.
For example... In this era, Guan Lin could also write down the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" written by Zhang Zhongjing, but it was not necessary.
But now in the car, Guan Lin is writing "Tang Materia Medica", "Thousand Gold Prescriptions", "Acupuncture Classics A and B", "Elbow Prescriptions for Emergency", "Liu Juanzi Ghost Recipes", "Compendium of Materia Medica"... even in the Song Dynasty
A summary of the "Resolution of Wrongs" written by forensic doctors of all dynasties!
Of course, he has only written the beginning, and "Tang Materia Medica" and "Qianjin Prescription" have not yet been completed.
And according to Guan Lin's idea.
When it comes to medical skills, compared with Zhang Zhongjing, his level of Chinese medicine is not even good enough to carry shoes.
So? How to save it?
Guan Lin could only write out these famous Chinese medicine works after the Han Dynasty and show them to Zhang Zhongjing.
Guan Lin couldn't save Zhang Zhongjing, so he let Zhang Zhongjing save himself.
Anyway, it is rumored that Zhang Zhongjing is bedridden. If he is bedridden, it is best not to delay reading.
If it doesn't work, Zhang Zhongjing can also ask his disciples to learn.
All in all... Guan Lin didn't know what Zhang Zhongjing's disease was, and he couldn't test it or cure it.
With these medical books that he can think of, he can save himself. Even if he is destined to die, if he still can't save himself, then there is nothing Guan Lin can do.
This is life.
The so-called-Zhang Zhongjing’s fate!
Also known as - the destiny of righteousness, filial piety and uprightness!
At this moment, Guan Linyou was working hard on writing, traveling by land and water. The two-day journey was enough to write several books!
Rather…
Mi Yang, who is in this team, is riding side by side with "Spur" Mi Lu at this moment.
Mi Lu couldn't help but ask: "Tell me, what kind of person is our Fourth Young Master!"
Mi Yang was a little surprised, "Why do you ask that?"
Mi Lu said without hesitation, "I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still can't figure it out. How can any general in the world allow his troops to train for only four hours a day, rest every three to five hours, eat every meal, and still have to train every day?"
There's half a catty of meat... Even our brothers' families, young and old, have taken care of it for us, eh... In such a magical life, where can we find it? Even if they give me a small official, I won't change it..."
Mi Lu seemed to have started talking, "You said that the Fourth Young Master is raising people like us so delicately, what is he doing? He is just a kind man giving porridge, isn't he also trying to gain fame? But... in terms of us, the Fourth Young Master doesn't even have a good reputation.
No picture, I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out!”
Milu shook his head as he spoke.
But as he spoke, his admiration for Guan Lin could not be concealed in his eyes.
If we say that before, he was still forced by Guan Gong's intimidation, so he did not dare to make mistakes and remained loyal.
So... now, when Guan Lin distributes real money and salary to everyone, and truly allows each tribe to eat until they are full and vomit...
And a large amount of money has been left for those brothers who stayed in Jiangling to pick up their families.
This is a bit...
It has to be said that Milu's mentality has completely changed.
He found that the light emanating from the Fourth Young Master himself was far more exciting and dazzling than Guan Gong's intimidation.
Such a leader? How could he not make people willing to serve as their loyal servants?
Feeling the change in Milu’s mentality.
Mi Yang sighed lightly and answered Mi Lu's question, "You asked me just now what kind of person the Fourth Young Master is, and I will answer you now."
As soon as these words came out, Mi Lu almost pricked up his ears, eager to hear Mi Yang's answer.
"The Fourth Young Master is a person who can not only solve problems, but also use a variety of methods to select the optimal solution from a unique perspective, and then solve the problem logically, such as a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage..."
Mi Yang's words touch on Mi Lu's blind spots in knowledge.
Mi Lu quickly asked: "What is a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage?"
Mi Yang asked directly. "Let me ask you...there are chickens and rabbits in the same cage today. There are twelve heads on the top and thirty-four legs on the bottom. What are the geometry of each chicken and rabbit? How do you explain it?"
ah…
Mi Lu scratched his head, "How do I know this? I can't tell if I just go to the cage and count them?"
"Counting is also a solution, but it is the stupidest solution..." Mi Yang started his long talk about mathematics, "But for the same problem, the Fourth Young Master has thirteen solutions. If he
When you see this question, you don’t need to count at all, you can get the answer instantly!”
Speaking of this, Mi Yang's eyes were shining with a kind of hope.
"...If it weren't for the Fourth Young Master, I would have been like a blind leaf, unable to understand the true face of mathematics. But since I met the Fourth Young Master, it seemed to suddenly become clear to me, and I could see the stars and the sea of mathematics at once, and this is the charm of mathematics!
"
Well…
To be honest, Mi Lu didn't understand, but he once again experienced Guan Lin's power from another angle.
You must know that Mi Yang, the "brother of the clan" in front of him, is a recognized arithmetic genius in the clan. He knows the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" by heart, and he is someone who can admire him in the field of "mathematics".
——This Fourth Young Master is quite powerful!
As if, Mi Yang's chatter box was also open, and his words were flowing like a river. "Brother Milu, do you know... I just asked the Fourth Young Master for advice, and what I asked for was a question in "Sun Zi Suan Jing",
Sun Tzu said, 'The calculator: the longitude and latitude of the heaven and the earth, the head of the garden of all living beings, the origin and end of the five permanent elements, the parents of yin and yang, the names of the stars...'"
Hearing this, Milu couldn't listen anymore. He felt that his head was going to burst and he immediately gave up his voice.
"——Farewell!"
After saying that, Mi Lu rode his horse forward and fled as fast as he could.
It’s just like you who faced a math problem before a math class and really couldn’t understand it, so you silently took out your phone and started reading a novel!
Looking at the back of Milu riding his horse forward.
Mi Yang shook his head slightly...he sighed in his heart.
——"Master Yunqi leads the troops, just like a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage. Master Yunqi has many solutions, and the one he comes up with must be the most suitable solution!"
Thoughts on this…
Mi Yang slowly opened his mouth.
"——At least, judging from Brother Milu's changes, these tribes... have become loyal to him in just one morning, right?"
…
…
At the end of the Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, this was an era of great competition.
There is such a special obstacle - the killer!
Just like when Dong Zhuo caused trouble in the palace, Wu Fu went to assassinate him;
When Sun Bofu, the little overlord of Jiangdong, was hunting, three of his disciples, Xu Gong, shot him in the face;
When King Kebineng of Xianbei became increasingly powerful, he was assassinated by Han Long, an assassin sent by Wang Xiong, the governor of Youzhou.
To the envoy - "The species are scattered and invade each other. The strong are fleeing far away, and the weak are asking for submission. As a result, the border is not safe, and there are few troubles in the south of the desert."
Even Cao Pi and Cao Rui could not imagine that Xianbei, which responded to Zhuge Liang's Northern Expedition, would eventually fall apart due to assassins' assassinations.
Not to mention, Yan Xing assassinated Ma Chao;
Fei Yi, a famous minister of the Shu Han Dynasty, was also assassinated by an assassin when he was drunk and unprepared.
This is the kind of organization that Lingju established, taking people's money and killing people for them!
——This is the fastest way to make money;
——It is also a way close to revenge.
At this moment, two young teenagers, led by a man masked in black cloth, walked through dark corridors.
Every time they turned a corner and every door opened, the two teenagers became more excited, as if a new world was constantly unfolding in front of them.
These two young boys are Lu Cong and Lu Ba.
Now thirty-seven years old, Lu Meng has three sons, Lu Cong, Lu Ba, Lu Mu...
Among them, Lu Cong is the eldest son and Lu Ba is the legitimate son.
After walking through the last corridor, what appeared in front of them was a woman wearing a red robe, a bamboo hat, and a green gauze veil. There were several masked men beside her, standing guard with knives.
Lu Cong seemed a little nervous, but Lu Ba was extra courageous. In this atmosphere, he spoke first:
"Your Excellency is 'Miss Wen', right?"
"Miss Wen" is the nickname given to Lingju. Because her father is "Marquis Wen" Lu Bu, Lingju used the word "Wen".
In the context of the competition among heroes, although assassination is not a big circle, "Miss Wen" is a name that everyone is shocked by!
"It's me!" Lingju just spat out two words, cherishing them like gold.
She got straight to the point, "Investigate Mianshui Villa, find out who Huang Laoxie is, and then assassinate Huang Laoxie. Are these the tasks?"
"Yes." Lu Ba nodded.
"According to the rules, take half of the deposit first." The killer next to Lingju shouted loudly.
Lu Cong wanted to agree immediately.
Lu Ba, however, was more stubborn. He looked directly into Lingju's eyes. "What if you took the money but didn't kill anyone? Where should we go to find you?"
"--puff!"
Lu Ba's words made Lingju laugh, and she stood up slowly, "You two young masters, you should make it clear first that it is you who begged me to kill someone, not me who begged you. Besides, knowing that you can contact me, what about the people behind you?
The power is definitely not small, there is no need for me to make such an enemy!"
Speaking of this, Ling Ju took a step forward and said, "This is not the first time for Parrot to take on this kind of mission. How could you not know the rules of Parrot if you can contact me? If the person is not killed,
The deposit will be doubled!”
A parrot is a kind of bird... also known as "Yingwu", and the name of this bird is the code name given by Lingju to this assassination organization.
It also has the meaning of his father Lu Bu's "unparalleled valor".
Back then, Mi Heng, who was naked, even wrote a poem called "Ode to a Parrot"!
As the saying goes - "Only the spiritual bird of the Western Regions, with its natural and strange appearance."
Parrots were extremely rare birds in the Han Dynasty, so much so that the earliest record in the Book of the Later Han states that the barbarians paid tribute to the imperial court with three parrots. Although they were very cute, they ate three liters of pockmarked seeds every day, and even the emperor could not afford to feed them.
!
It can be seen that the "parrot" Lingju has a big appetite.
"The money is already ready... Miss Wen can just send someone to pick it up with my brother." Lu Cong opened his mouth quickly for fear of offending this "Miss Wen".
"——That's it, the matter is settled!"
"——Donor, just wait for the good news!"
Lingju turned around slowly, took vigorous steps and walked towards the corridor to the side.
In this narrow circle, who doesn't know that "Parrot" loves money and "Miss Wen" pursues profit? As long as you give enough money, "Parrot" can kill anyone for you.
Of course, if it is some celebrities, it will be a different price. For example, if someone wants to kill "Liu Bei" or "Sun Quan", Parrot will quote a price that the sponsor cannot pay no matter what.
"Parrot" is money-loving and "Miss Wen" is profit-seeking, but they are not stupid!
only…
Under the appearance of being greedy for money and pursuing profit, who can know the sadness in Lingju's heart every time he receives these tasks.
Why didn't she want to be like an ordinary girl of twenty-eight years old, protected by her parents and cherished by her husband? Why... why should she bear this heavy responsibility!
"——Father, mother, sister..."
"If you are still here, then...that would be great!"
Lingju in the corridor showed her weak side, she pursed her lips...imagining her father, mother, and sister in her mind!
Her father is Lu Bu, the unparalleled God of War and Wenhou Lu Bu. He must have extraordinary martial arts skills. Walking in the chaos of the army is like walking in a deserted land, right?
Her mother is Diao Chan, her real name is Ren Hongchang, and her nickname is Diao Xiuer... People say that her mother is so beautiful that the moon would be ashamed to cover up its color.
Her sister is Lu Lingqi. I heard she is... a girl who has been fearless since she was a child. But... I still don't know where she is.
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Changsha County, along the Laodao River, an ordinary small courtyard.
Zhang Zhongjing has been bedridden since then. Recently, his illness has worsened and the frequency of hemoptysis has increased.
This also made his adopted daughter feel even more sad.
The three disciples knew that the senior sister was not feeling well and wanted to enlighten her, but they did not know how.
On the dinner table.
The eldest disciple, Wang Shuhe, tried to ask, "It's always Senior Sister. I still don't know the name of Senior Sister when I call her Senior Sister. I heard from Master, is Senior Sister's surname Ren? The 'Xiu'er' that Master always calls is Senior Sister's name."
Name?"
His senior sister's surname is indeed Ren, and her given name is "Hongchang"...
As for the "Xiu'er" whom Zhang Zhongjing called...that was her nickname and also her nickname. Her full name is "Diao Xiu'er"!