In the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang, Xu Shuwei's small courtyard is as bright as day.
Yang Lin asked Xu Shuwei to call several famous doctors from the Song Dynasty to study pharmacology and make pills together.
He did not say that this was for the emperor. When the time came, he would change the packaging and secretly offer it to the emperor. No one would know that it was the same type of pills.
Firstly, Zhao Ji cannot reach them, and secondly, he will not share his "elixir" with others.
Several famous doctors are addicted to it. They have all the raw materials they need. They have been practicing medicine all their lives, and many of the precious medicinal materials have only been seen in medical textbooks.
All kinds of rare and wonderful prescriptions were bought by Yang Lin at high prices, and those that were not for sale were also coerced by the police officers through various means.
In fact, in ancient times, there were many wonderful recipes that were lost forever due to personal reasons. "If a family has a bad broom, they will enjoy a wealth of money. The Han people have a small family feeling in their bones, which makes them adhere to the family motto of passing on male rather than female. Once
If the incense burns out, this medicine will be doomed.
It is a pity that many ancient recipes have been lost.
Now everything is placed in front of them, and everyone present is a leader. It is really a great pleasure in life for everyone to talk, communicate and practice together.
After everyone tinkered with a few pills, they had already exceeded Shaozai's task, but they still continued to do it happily.
They were afraid that this opportunity would slip away, so they burst out with great enthusiasm and motivation. No one closed their eyes, and no one felt tired.
This ordinary night in the first year of Daguan was a great progress for traditional Chinese medicine. Sometimes some technological and civilizational advances are due to the private needs of those in power, and history can be made inadvertently.
In the bedroom in the inner courtyard, a red candle was burning, and Yang Lin was a little lost in thought.
News came from Han Shizhong in the southwest that outside Luoxue City (Lhasa), Jiumo, the living Buddha with the greatest influence in Tibet, and Songpu, the most powerful lord, had surrendered together.
So far, the southwest has been pacified, which was unexpectedly fast. Xixia fought for a hundred years, but Tubo only took less than a year.
The whole court was quite calm about this. In their opinion, the Tubo area was of little use.
Not to mention whether taxes can be collected or not, the imperial court may have to help them. After all, except for the taxes in the land of Youyan in Khitan, the rest of the barbarians are extremely poor.
Yang Lin knew that he could not change their minds, but conquering Tubo was a great achievement.
The two factions, Han Shizhong and Liu Zhongwu, each wrote a record of their achievements and how they should choose, and then reported it to the officials. Both the Northwest Army and the Forbidden Army made considerable contributions in the battle to pacify Tubo. Speaking of which,
If Wang Fu hadn't suffered a disastrous defeat, the Forbidden Army on the southern front should have penetrated into the hinterland of Tibet much earlier.
In any case, it is time to mention it to Han Shizhong and let him adapt to the position of commander-in-chief as soon as possible. It is better than having to pay homage to the general again when war starts in the future.
When Zhao Ji, the Bird Emperor, first conquered Xixia and Dali, no one was more excited than him.
Now that he has gradually won more battles, he has become calmer. He is so damn stinky. When talking about the victory, he is lukewarm. It makes people want to punch his smiling face. In fact, Yang
Lin had misunderstood him. Now Zhao Ji was only thinking about elixirs, not even caring about military affairs.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin unconsciously exerted more force on his hand, and immediately heard a miserable whimper.
Yang Lin looked down and said with a smile: "Why is Nana so squeamish? Her body hurts after being whipped and pinched? She still lacks exercise. Come on, bite this handkerchief and kneel over there.
, I will help you recover."
Suina reluctantly got into his arms and spat: "Bad ones know how to bully others. They deserve to be stung by wasps. If you hurt others, they will die."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "You have wronged me. Go down and see what is in the box in the corner."
Full of joy, Suina walked up to the cave, looming in a light gauze, and opened it to see a box of Fengguan Xiapei.
"We are getting married in a few days. How can I forget about you? Then we will go to Hengshan Grassland and I will hold a Han wedding for you. After all, you are the daughter-in-law of a Han."
Suina's eyes turned red, and sweet and sour juice overflowed like an explosion from her heart, flowing everywhere in her body. Her cheeks were as red as ripe pomegranate seeds, and her eyes flickered, without any hint of fierceness or tenderness.
The water was brimming with pulses, and he lowered his head to look at his box of ornaments, and suddenly held the Xia Pei to his chest.
Yang Lin was indeed right. The trick to win a girl's heart is to give her a sense of freshness. For example, if this Qiang girl grew up in the grassland, she would have to give her a phoenix crown and harem, and take her to the grassland to ride a horse together like Zheng Yunyao did.
, can make them unable to close their legs and become desperate.
Yang Lin looked at her and felt a little tempted. He stretched out his hand and returned to his arms like a well-behaved pet.
Touching Su Yina's hair, Yang Lin thought to himself: The Dangxiang Hengshan Seven Qiang are all warriors who are not weaker than the Jurchens. It's time to give them some sweetness. The industry still needs these pioneer warriors in tough battles. It is essential to take Su Yina with them.
Go back and win over the hearts of the Qiqiang people in Hengshan
The next morning, Yang Lin held the pills in his hand and asked, "So many? You must not be cutting corners, right? How can you make so many?"
Uncle Xu smiled and said: "Uncle, pills are very fast to make. As long as you grasp the weight of them, you can easily make them. Everyone present is the Xinglin Sage. This is too simple for us."
Yang Lin is probably the first person in history to make elixirs and pills with such personality. Zhao Ji is also lucky to have such a minister. Otherwise, if he were given a few golden elixirs, he would have died prematurely.
Yang Lin pinched the black pills and frowned: "These are definitely not good. They must be shiny, and preferably smoky. Do you understand how smoke can be left behind after being smoked with agarwood?"
An old doctor who was a real person asked: "Young Master, this Dragon Tiger Pill is made from viper gallbladder, tiger whip, jade paste, rehmannia glutinosa, stalactite, purple quartz, white quartz, stone sulfur, and red stone."
Made of fat.
Not only can it aphrodisiac, strengthen physical strength, and cure impotence, but it can also cure eczema and ulcers.
After taking it, people will also feel bright and cheerful, have an excited temperament, feel hot all over the body, and the skin will become highly sensitive to touch. They need to use cold food, drink warm wine, strip naked, strenuous activities and sweating to dissipate the medicinal effect.
Agarwood calms the nerves, but it is useless after being smoked!"
Yang Lin shook his finger and said: "It will look good after being smoked. Good-looking is the king's rule. Listen to me and smoke it for me.
I want that feeling of being filled with fairy mist after opening the box, you know?
And this kind is obviously not enough, the more the merrier, please work harder and continue to get it for me."
After several people heard this, they realized that they could still take advantage of this opportunity to continue developing new drugs, and they hurriedly agreed.
"And don't use random names. Dragon Tiger Meng Li Wan, whatever the name is, it sounds like a bad product sold by a street performer."
Just say the name of Longhu Mengliwan to Zhao Ji, and he will stop taking it in court.
When Xu Shuwei saw his uncle, the God of Wealth, angry, he quickly smiled and said: "Wherever I can find the top talent, please ask my uncle to name him."
Yang Lin secretly thought that it would not be too late for me to give Zhao Jishi a name, so he waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about it. I will just come up with the name myself and you will be responsible for the development."
There are many talented people in Zhaodefang's outer hospital to make the pills crystal clear. There is no need for these doctors to worry about it. Yang Lin is going to find someone else to do it.
When the time comes, give the "elixir" to Zhao Ji to make him happy.