Chapter 167: When I become ruthless, even my father won’t let me go.
Diao Chan is still beating the drum.
Liao Hua strode out and with a command, the officers and soldiers dragged her away from the Denwen Drum.
Liao Hua said: "Stop beating the drum here, we already know the matter. Your adoptive father is not in good health. Go back and take care of him!"
Diao Chan was shocked and turned pale. She grabbed Liao Hua's sleeve and said, "The daughter of the people asks to see the prefect. The daughter of the people is willing to exchange herself for the two junior brothers."
For such a beautiful woman to say such tragic words, Liao Hua's heart was bound to flutter.
But he probably showed an indifferent side, "I can't make the decision in this matter. It's your two junior brothers who offended the Fourth Young Master, not you."
After that, Liao Hua took a group of guards, got on his horse and headed towards the west prison.
Only Diao Chan was left kneeling at the door in despair.
It was getting dark, and those "good Samaritans" also dispersed one by one.
A burst of passion always has its effect.
It seemed that they expected that there would be no results, and everyone's enthusiasm also dissipated a lot.
He just muttered, complained, and left angrily.
After a long time, Diao Chan heard movement around her and raised her head numbly, but she didn't expect that the person coming was actually her junior brother Wang Shuhe.
His face was even uglier than Diao Chan's.
"The master will look for you when he wakes up. I just told you to go into the city to go shopping. The master saw that it was getting late, so he asked me to pick you up."
Diao Chan replied calmly, "Master, have you asked them?"
They naturally refer to the second disciple Du Du and the third disciple Wei Xun who were arrested by the Fourth Master Guan.
"Asked."
"how do you say."
"I went away for a medical consultation. It will take three to five days before I can come back."
Wang Shuhe's tone showed some timidity, he did not tell lies easily.
Diao Chan hesitated for a moment, then murmured and asked: "On the third or fifth day...will they...can they come back?"
Wang Shuhe pulled the senior sister into the carriage and shook the reins.
He said coldly: "Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials. We...we can't fight them."
When he said this, Wang Shuhe's eyes glared fiercely at the official office of Changsha County.
This is an official office symbolizing fairness and justice in Changsha County.
...Now it seems that the high palace wall is an invisible barrier for those in power to separate rights and constraints!
A doctor cannot be punished...the law is never meant to restrain those in authority!
Today's incident has taught Uncle Wang... this twenty-five-year-old young man an extremely "painful" lesson.
Following Wang Shuhe's words, the horse's tail raised dust and the carriage drove away quickly.
As night falls, the official offices of Changsha City, shrouded in shadow, look even more majestic, ferocious, and unfathomable.
Liao Li couldn't sleep, so he stood up, looked up at the moonlight outside the window, and asked casually, "Is the woman who beats the drum gone?"
The servant replied: "Let's go."
Liao Li took a deep breath and added another question, "Over there in the West Prison? Is there any movement?"
this…
"The young one went out to inquire about it."
The servant went out for a while and came back to report: "Master Guan Si wants to interrogate two of Zhang Zhongjing's disciples at night."
Liao Li's mood was extremely complicated. He picked up the book and used it to cover his face and his helpless mood.
"Keep an eye over there."
"If there is any trouble, report it immediately."
Liao Li's voice was trembling.
In the moonlight, crows were croaking on the willow branches. The servant shuddered. This was the first time he felt his master was so nervous.
After the servant left, Liao Li couldn't help but take out a brand new bamboo slip, which was the "Laws of Shu" formulated by Zhuge Liang in Shu.
Unfold the bamboo slips…
Liao Likan mused: "Good deeds will not be rewarded if they are not small, and evil will not be devalued if they are not small..."
After only reading these two sentences, he couldn't help but shake his head and murmured:
——"There is no evil without derogation, that's what they say, but the evil of the Fourth Young Master, can it be devalued? Can it be devalued?"
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Changsha County, West Prison, inside the execution room.
The torch exploded into a lantern, and Zhang Zhongjing's two disciples were led in. Guan Lin sat in the chief judge's seat and exchanged glances with Zhang Fei, who was the deputy judge.
Immediately, Guan Lin deliberately made a serious face, as if he was deliberately showing a fierce look, and even a hint of ferocious light flashed in his eyes.
He coldly said to "Du Du" and "Wei Xun", "You two, I heard a saying from Guanzi: 'A weak son lays down the tile, while a loving mother handles the hammer.' If a loving mother is like this, then Zhang Zhongjing is also a teacher of yours."
Father, I probably didn’t beat you less, right? Oh... that’s wrong... I must have not beaten you too much, otherwise, how could you have offended this young master by being so ignorant of etiquette!"
"—Today's events, everyone gathered around to witness it!"
"——The laws of nature are clear. There is a public opinion about what is right and what is wrong. Why bother to say more?"
The two of them said one word to each other, even though they had been beaten, they still refused to give in.
He does look a bit like a tough guy.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me." Guan Lin raised his hand, "Come here and hang him on the spot!"
Immediately, the sound of "tap, tap, tap" footsteps was heard, and a group of people, some holding ropes and some holding racks, entered the torture chamber that was "brightly lit like daylight."
These troops were well-trained. Some people went to set up the "strangling" stage, some people just pulled the two of them, and some people put the rope around their necks.
That suffocating feeling... came over me like a surge all of a sudden.
"you…"
"We just... insulted you a few words, but you... want to strangle us? You still have..."
"Third brother, stop talking... we two, even if we are guilty, our sins will not lead to death!"
Everyone is afraid of death.
Although they looked arrogant and domineering during the day, in fact, they expected that no matter how bold and daring the Fourth Master Guan was, he would not be able to kill them both.
Although it was a troubled time, when Zhuge Liang was governing Jingzhou, he attached great importance to the word "law" for the sake of political integrity and people's harmony, leaving a solid legal foundation.
The number of whippings in one day cannot exceed a hundred, and the punishment ends when the prisoner faints, and murders need to be reported at all levels, which has a great impact.
This is also a constraint on local governments.
But... who would have thought that these constraints would be looked down upon by the Fourth Young Master Guan in front of him, as if they were completely disdainful.
——Is he still human?
——Is he an evil ghost?
——"Fourth Young Master Guan, if you have something to say, if you have something to say..."
Finally, the second disciple Du Duxian gave in.
Guan Lin waved his hand gently and ordered someone to remove the ropes from their necks. The two of them lay on the ground like a puddle of soft mud.
Breathing heavily.
It's like escaping from the gate of hell.
No one dares to say that he is not afraid when facing the instrument of hanging.
Guan Lin, on the other hand, walked slowly in front of the two of them, squatted down, and still had a arrogant tone.
"Now, have you given in?"
"I...I..." Second disciple Du Du covered his neck with one hand and gasped repeatedly, "Fourth Young Master, we were wrong...we shouldn't scold you, but...but...if it happens again, I...we will still stop you.
You are not allowed to see the master in front of you!"
Showing the most timid appearance, but speaking the most honest words.
Guan Lin couldn't help but take a look at the second disciple Du Dugao.
On the other hand, the third disciple Wei Xun didn't say a word, just biting his lip, as if... he was still unwilling to bow to someone like "Guan Lin"!
"Fourth Young Master...can...can you let us go?"
Du Du asked anxiously.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now!" Guan Lin smiled, stood up slowly, and put his hands behind his back, "I am so ruthless that even my father won't let me go... How could I let you two go?"
"However, considering that you are all doctors, treating diseases and saving people should be regarded as some blessings. It just so happens that I have a bet with my third uncle and I will give you a chance to survive!"
ah…
As soon as these words came out, Du Du and Wei Xun raised their heads at the same time.
"Have you seen all the books in this room?" Guan Lin introduced, "These are all folk prescriptions that I collected. There are more than ten books. There are not ten thousand but eight thousand prescriptions recorded in them. Just now I
Bet with my third uncle."
"Uncle E is betting that no one will be able to memorize these prescriptions within ten days, but I feel that 'nothing in the world is difficult only for those who are willing to do it'. If someone is willing to work hard, it will definitely be possible!"
Speaking of which.
Guan Lin casually threw the two bamboo slips in front of the two of them and asked them to look at them while Guan Lin spoke.
"Well, for ten days, if you can memorize these prescriptions by heart and know them by heart...you can help me win this bet, then I will let you go home! I will let you go home to your master.
Retirement...if that's not possible..."
Guan Lin squatted down again and said meaningfully: "The last person who slandered me and confronted me was my father. Then, I asked him to write a letter of guilt and inform the world of his crime! Let him
Your face is dull and you are ashamed of yourself. As for you... forget about the book of sins and just stay in this prison for the rest of your life!"
"It's a pity... your master is still lying on the bed, dying... As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the son wants to be raised but the kiss doesn't wait for him!"
Guan Lin's words were like a knife, stabbing into the hearts of Zhang Zhongjing and his two disciples.
Both of them have neither father nor mother, and their feelings for Zhang Zhongjing have long been like a teacher and a father!
——The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be kissed.
These words made both of them heartbroken!
Speaking of which... Guan Lin looked back at Zhang Fei who was sitting in the deputy judge's position.
"Third uncle? My nephew wants to use these two 'medical students' to make this bet with third uncle. Is it okay?"
"You are cheating." Zhang Fei's eyes were fixed, and he immediately started to act, "You are so smart, you are cheating me. If one person can live for ten days, how can two people still live for ten days? Five days! Five days at most.
, within five days, if these two people can't carry these things, then I win! If I win, your kid's thousand-mile horse will be mine."
Guan Lin thought for a moment, then looked back at Du Du and Wei Xun.
"You have to think about it, I am so ungrateful and unforgiving. You are just in luck... I met my third uncle for a bet like this. Five days... is there any problem?"
Du Du had already roughly glanced at the book in front of him. This was "Qian Jin Prescription". There were thirty volumes in this book alone, with more than 5,000 prescriptions.
If calculated this way, I am afraid that the total of 10,000 prescriptions mentioned by Guan Lin would be far more than that.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is... Xinglin is such a small circle.
If these "folk remedies" are effective, they would have been spread all over the world a long time ago. Why should they be buried here and lost to the public?
In other words, no matter how much they memorize or understand, it is of no use.
Even the more they memorize, the more profound the impression will be, which will greatly "mislead" their future medical skills...
Thinking of this, Du Du couldn't help but pursed his lips and thought to himself:
——"This Fourth Young Master is so cruel! He kills two birds with one stone. He wants to... destroy our medical skills as punishment."
Du Du was about to cry but had no tears. He could see that this Fourth Young Master Guan was not a gambler. He was clearly trying to kill someone!
Wei Xun, on the other hand, is more innocent and innocent because of his younger age.
He raised his eyes and asked: "If our brothers really memorize it, can you really let us go?"
Guan Lin stretched out his hand towards Zhang Fei, "You may not believe me, but my third uncle is the famous Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide. You should believe what he says!"
ah…
As soon as these words came out, Du Du and Wei Xun raised their eyes at the same time.
Wei Xun exclaimed, "You...you are the three generals who shouted under the Dangyang Bridge and drove back millions of Cao's troops...Zhang...Zhang...Zhang..."
"What Zhang? Zhang Fei is me, and I am Zhang Fei!" Zhang Fei patted his chest, "Who are you two? I made a bet with my nephew. Do I need to lie to you?"
this…
Wei Xun glanced at Du Du, and the two exchanged glances.
"Okay, our brothers and sisters promise you that within five days, we will memorize all the bamboo slips in this house! If so...if so..."
Du Du seemed to choke up at the end of his words.
Guan Lin said for him, "If I can't recite it, I will lose to my third uncle and a BMW. Then I will be very angry. And when I am angry, the consequences will be serious.
You two will never get out of this prison again in your lifetime, and as for your senior brother, senior sister, and master... let’s just stop thinking about it!"
Having said this, Guan Lin stretched out and looked sleepy.
Immediately, he ignored the poor pair of senior brothers.
He looked at Zhang Fei, "Third uncle? My nephew can't stand the dampness in this prison... so he got out first."
"It doesn't matter, I'll keep an eye on them!" Zhang Fei replied with a smile, "lest these two little bastards can't memorize it and will die... five days later, how can we verify it? How can we win your thousand-mile horse?"
——Guan Lin has a thousand-mile horse with a hammer!
Of course, Zhang Fei's performance was so realistic that Guan Lin almost believed it himself.
And these words came out of my mouth...
Guan Lin and Zhang Fei's eyes met, and they each left a meaningful look.
Not long after, Guan Lin had already reached the corridor and headed outside.
However, Zhang Xingcai was waiting for him in the corridor early in the morning.
She guessed what Brother Yun Qi was thinking, but... she always had some doubts lingering in her mind.
"Yun Qi? If these medical books you wrote silently...can really save Zhang Zhongjing? Then...can't you save it yourself? Why bother asking them to recite it?"
A sudden question.
Guan Lin was asked to stop, how should he answer this?
He thought for a moment and then replied softly: "These medical books I wrote down are just ancient prescriptions that I searched among the people. It's my fault... I have a good memory and have a photographic memory... I accidentally wrote them down."
"But after all, the course of medical skills... is extensive and profound. It's one thing to be able to memorize it, but it's another thing to be able to actually practice medicine and treat diseases."
At this point, he spread his hands and said, "As for... what Sister Xingcai asked, whether they can save Zhang Zhongjing, I don't know... For this kind of thing, leaving it to fate is better than nothing!"
That’s what I said…
But in fact, everything Guan Lin did this time.
Including selecting people, arresting people, and locking people up, everything is carefully considered.
It should be noted that Zhang Zhongjing’s three most famous disciples are Wang Shuhe, Du Du and Wei Xun.
In history, they are all extremely famous figures.
Wang Shuhe served as an imperial doctor in the Jin Dynasty. He had a calm personality, was well versed in classics and prescriptions, and was familiar with the art of cultivating one's moral character. He was especially good at pulse theory. He wrote six volumes of "Mai Jing" and "On Disease".
He was particularly good at pediatrics, and even in later medical circles he was called the originator of pediatrics.
Du Du was even more awesome. Although there are not many records, there is one comment - "He has a profound knowledge and has been passed down by his master. He has also become a famous doctor and is known as 'Shangshou'."
In ancient times, those who could be called "hands-on" were tantamount to having extremely strong attainments in the clinical and medical and surgical fields.
As for Wei Xun, he compiled the "Si Ni San Bu Jue Jing", "Women's Fetal Treasures Sutra", and "Xiao Er Chuan Xuan Fang", which were famous in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. However, most of these were lost.
Only "Child's Skull Font" still has some provisions recorded in the "Yongle Dadian"!
It is no exaggeration to say that his ability is enough to combine medical theory with practice.
And this... is also the reason why Guan Lin chose Du Du and Wei Xun.
Guan Lin didn't bring Wang Shuhe because he was good at pediatrics and the subject was wrong.
He happened to be good at pulse studies, which was helpful when he stayed to take care of Zhang Zhongjing's condition.
The characteristics of Du Du's "getting started" and Wei Xun's "combination of theory and practice" may be more conducive for them to argue with each other from this complicated medical book to find a way to cure Zhang Zhongjing's "severe typhoid fever".
——There is only so much that Guan Lin can do!
"Actually..." Zhang Xingcai asked meaningfully, "Brother Yun Qi can obviously tell them the truth, so why do he need to be such a villain?"
"The truth?" Guan Lin smiled and spread his hands, "Is the truth important? People only want to believe in their own subjective imagination, who cares about the truth?"
"Du Du and Wei Xun have already regarded me as a bad person. If I say that these medical books are to save their master? Will they believe it? It's impossible to guarantee that. Not only will they not believe it, they will also think that I am harming their master, so they would rather die than surrender..."
"It's good now... They regard me as a bad guy. In order to get out of this prison and to perform their last filial piety in front of Zhang Zhongjing, they will spare no effort to recite and memorize... If they know these medical books by heart and know them by heart, Maybe we can create a miracle?"
Guan Lin explained a lot in one breath.
In fact, he is not a person who particularly cares about other people's opinions.
Everything he did and every move he made was to survive in this troubled world.
In order to keep his father, his brother, his sister and his brother alive.
Also in order to keep the uncle, third uncle, Zhuge Military Advisor, Fazheng Military Advisor, and Zhang Zhongjing, who "helps the world and saves people" and "a good man has a long life", alive.
There are still too many...too many "Ji Han" people alive.
It’s true that he is a traitor!
Under the surface of the reversible child, how many things does he need to carry? How heavy is it?
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On a winter night, the scout galloped on the trail. He dismounted at the gate of Xiangyang City, stumbled forward and broke down the door.
A guard poked his head out of the city tower and asked sharply: "Who is he?"
The scout reported back: "Scout from Jiangxia, we are urgently reporting military information from Eight Hundred Miles to Lord Manfu! Open the door quickly -"
The two guards upstairs whispered, and the door slowly opened with a hard sound.
The scout mounted his horse and jumped over, and the messy sound of horse hooves woke Xiangyang from his sleep.
Winter of the 20th year of Jian'an.
Guan Yu led his troops out of Jiangling, divided them into three groups, and directed their troops towards Miangkou, the barrier of Jiangxia!
During the daytime battle, with sidecars and repeated crossbows, Wenpin's army was in a dilemma and retreated into Miangkou.
The entire area outside Miankou was filled with broken weapons, flags, and dead soldiers of Cao Wei!
Tonight, Guan Yu's army has set up three strongholds in Miangkou, forming horns with each other.
——The situation is urgent and there is no time to deal with it!