"Uncle!" The pottery merchant untied the rope for the middle-aged man and comforted him with a distressed look on his face: "If you come down too late, I will make you suffer, uncle."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looking at the pottery merchant in disbelief. He had no idea that this kid would say such shameless words.
Isn’t it just because of you that I’m suffering? Why do you mean you’re late?
The potter didn't care about that, and complained as he untied the rope: "Look at these stupid killers, they tied it so tightly that it turned my uncle's arm purple... Why are they tied with a tight buckle?"
After untying the rope, the middle-aged man touched the marks on his hands and looked at the potter in surprise.
"Who are you, and why have you brought me here?"
The potter did not answer directly, but still looked at him with a smile.
"This uncle... I should call him this gentleman. He seems to be a master of medicine."
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded.
"Has anyone ever died from the medicine you caught?"
The middle-aged man frowned and shook his head.
"Have you ever wanted to eat someone to death on purpose?"
The middle-aged man's face was a little dark, and his dark cheeks were slightly red. I don't know if it was because of anger.
The pottery merchant continued with a smile: "To be honest, I am the pottery merchant of Danyang County. I have forced you to come to the house today. I really want to ask your help for a huge matter..."
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the pottery merchant up and down in surprise, and then suddenly yelled, which startled the pottery merchant.
"Are you the pottery merchant? The world-famous Prince of Taiping!?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man suddenly became as crazy as a man, Tao Shang felt a little confused. He nodded uneasily and said: "I am Tao Shang. I am not famous all over the world. At most, I am a little more popular than ordinary people. Diudiu..."
"Haha!" The middle-aged man let out a short burst of laughter, which was full of joy.
"Good boy, but let me find you! I have to argue with you about anything I say today!"
The potter was a little nervous. Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, he seemed to owe him a huge debt.
But the problem is, I don’t know him?
It seems that he has owed money to Mi Zhu all his life.
"I wonder what I call you, sir?"
The middle-aged man puffed up his chest and introduced himself loudly: "It's easy to say, I am Nanyang Zhangji."
The pottery merchant was stunned, but it was not because of Zhang Ji and Zhang Zhongjing's reputation.
It is true that Zhang Zhongjing is a respectable and strange person. As the governor of Changsha, he did not care about political affairs on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month and opened a clinic to diagnose diseases for people from all over the world. He truly performed a noble career worthy of the name of a medical saint.
But the real reason why the pottery merchant was stunned... was that God had taken such good care of him.
This is like sending the developer of the Five Stone Powder formula right in front of him!
No wonder just now at the drug store, this old boy dipped his finger into the medicinal powder and could smell the five-stone powder.
This recipe was originally written by him, so it's strange that he couldn't smell it.
However, the pottery merchant was still a little confused. Zhang Zhongjing, who was from Nanyang and would be the governor of Changsha in the future, why did he come to Danyang County instead of staying in Jingzhou?
Is it possible that he executed someone in Jingzhou and came to Jiangdong to hide from the lawsuit?
The pottery merchant soon learned the reason why Dr. Zhang traveled thousands of miles to Jinling City.
Zhang Zhongjing tremblingly took out several folded and wrinkled pieces of cloth from his arms.
Then, I saw the old man reaching out and handing the cloth into the hands of the pottery merchant.
"What the hell?" the pottery merchant asked in confusion.
"Guizhi decoction..." Zhang Zhongjing seemed a little aggrieved: "I heard you made it?"
The potter's face suddenly turned red.
It’s over, the person who plagiarized it was found by the real owner!
The pottery merchant scratched his head in embarrassment and said helplessly: "It turns out that Mr. Zhang came all the way here just for this paper soup recipe... Well, what does this soup recipe bother you?"
Zhang Ji excitedly took out another slip from his arms and handed it to the potter: "This is my hard work over the years! Zhang was not talented and called himself "Typhoid and Miscellaneous Diseases"
"Treatise", although it has not yet been completed, a chapter in it was once recorded as Guizhi Decoction..."
The potter pretended to say "Oh" and said shamelessly: "Are you repeating what I did?"
Zhang Ji nodded meaningfully.
The potter took the unfinished volume of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" and murmured while reading it: "It doesn't matter, it's no big deal. The copyright I'll give you is just a prescription. Tao doesn't care about it..."
Zhang Zhongjing shook his head heavily and said: "That's not possible. Even if the prescription is repeated, the pharmacological properties are not blindly wrong. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? If you hadn't plagiarized Zhang's secret
Study, that means I plagiarized your work... But I dare to tell God that Zhang Ji has been studying medicine for half his life, and he will never do such a stupid thing. I am here today, and I will explain everything to you clearly...
"
Zhang Ji kept chattering there, but Tao Shang didn't listen much because he suddenly stopped reading "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" and his eyes widened.
The title of the section that the pottery merchant was reading was clearly the article "Five Stone Collection".
Zhang Ji became a little unhappy when he saw that the pottery merchant did not argue with him, but just stared hard at the slips.
"Master Taiping, please give me an explanation on this matter."
The pottery merchant read the paragraph carefully for a moment, then unfolded it towards Zhang Zhongjing, pointed at the recipe on it, and said with a smile: "Those of yours are just trivial matters. Even if I copied yours, okay? I'm in the wrong...
…Let’s take a look at this recipe first. Dr. Zhang is indeed an expert. You really understand this five-stone powder recipe. It seems that Tao did not kidnap the wrong person. Dr. Zhang is a good doctor. Can you help me?
Can you prepare this recipe into a ready-made medicine for me to watch?"
Zhang Ji's face suddenly became nervous.
"You can't break it off!" Zhang Ji turned his head like a rattle, expressing his determination not to obey.
"Why? You clearly stated on this prescription that this recipe is for treating injuries and replenishing heat... Since it is a tonic, why can't it be used with it?"
Zhang Zhongjing suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to snatch the "Miscellaneous Treatise on Febrile Diseases" from the pottery merchant's hand, but the pottery merchant was well prepared. He quickly put his hand behind his back and looked at Zhang Ji with a smile.
Zhang Ji's head was sweating a little.
"You young man... don't make trouble! Although the Five Stone Powder has a warming and tonic effect on patients suffering from typhoid fever, it will cause great harm to ordinary people and must not be used blindly."
The pottery merchant raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: "Tell me first, what harm will happen if you eat the patent medicine prepared by your prescription?"
Zhang Ji stamped his feet and said: "After drinking this five-stone powder, ordinary people will never be able to lie still. They will inevitably move around in circles. The three souls and seven souls will also have auditory hallucinations, like falling into a fog, and will
If your whole body is hot and dry, you must eat cold food and drink alcohol to suppress the medicinal properties, otherwise it will be difficult for the body to resolve the toxicity of Wushi Powder. This method can cure diseases, but it can also harm people. It must not be mixed casually..."
"Does this thing have the effect of aphrodisiac?" the pottery merchant asked Zhang Ji curiously.
Zhang Ji was quite annoyed when he saw that the pottery merchant didn't seem to hear him: "The medicine I prepared is for typhoid fever! It's not an aphrodisiac, it's not an aphrodisiac...Give it back to me quickly!"
After that, he rushed towards the pottery merchant with all his teeth and claws.
The pottery merchant shouted outside, and then two brothers, Pei Qian and Pei Ben, rushed in and clamped down on Zhang Ji, one on the left and the other on the right.
The pottery merchant smiled and said to Zhang Ji: "Mr. Zhang, Tao will accept your book "Typhoid and Miscellaneous Syndrome" for the time being. After I use the prescriptions on it to prepare the right five-stone powder, I will return the jade to Zhao as complete... Since Zhang
The miracle doctor has come to our Jinling City. Yi Tao thinks it’s better not to leave and just stay here... Tao’s Jinling City really lacks medical talents like you. From now on, we will prepare various poisons for the school office.
If things go wrong, I might have to trouble Doctor Zhang more often."
When Zhang Ji heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Poison, poison?"
"Well, yes, I believe that after more than a thousand years, the reputation of Poison Saint Zhang Zhongjing will be spread throughout the entire Celestial Dynasty! Today, let's start with this little Five Stone Powder."
Zhang Ji was speechless and didn't know how to speak.
I traveled thousands of miles to find the pottery merchant, just to find out the origin of the pottery's Guizhi soup recipe.
How could he have imagined that before Tang Fang could figure it out, this guy would kidnap him and make him poison?
What is going on in this world?
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The pottery merchant was just teasing Zhang Zhongjing. He was a famous doctor in the world. Of course, the pottery merchant could not turn him into a Western poisoner.
Treating diseases, saving people, and saving all sentient beings are Zhang Ji's main tasks.
It's not a job to be a doctor. The location in Jinling City has good geomantic omen. The achievements in saving lives and healing the wounded here will definitely be greater than in other places.
Of course, it's not impossible to leave Zhang Ji to do some side business and occasionally prepare some poison.
It depends on whether Zhang Ji himself has this awareness.
Guanzhong, Chang'an City.
Prime Minister's Mansion.
Dong Zhuo has been feeling a little uncomfortable recently.
But Dong Zhuo himself couldn't explain the specific method of discomfort.
Just like before, he could drink two jars of wine and eat several kilograms of meat every day, but now he can't even eat half of his usual amount.
In previous years, Dong Zhuo could usually handle three girls at night, but now, even one girl at night can make the old man gasp from exhaustion.
Regarding this point, Dong Zhuo felt very suffocated. He wondered if there was something wrong with his physiological function.
I went to many medical officers to diagnose Dong Zhuo's pulse, but they all said that he was caused by drinking and sex. In addition, because of his old age, his body was suffering from kidney yin deficiency, kidney yang deficiency, stomach deficiency, spleen deficiency, liver deficiency...anyway, the whole body was deficient.
Everything above and below is empty.
Not surprisingly, none of the doctors who said Mr. Xiang Guo had kidney deficiency ended well, and they were all chopped into pieces and fed to dogs.
Mr. Xiangguo is in his early sixties, he is as young as a flower and is just about to bloom. It is a good time for him to be arrogant and sow seeds and have fun. These quacks actually say that Mr. Xiangguo is vain?
If you don't torture to death, who will you torture to death?
Although Dong Zhuo was very dissatisfied with old age, facts proved that his body was indeed getting worse day by day under the overdraft of such high-intensity entertainment.
On this day, Dong Zhuo stayed overnight with a concubine of the late emperor in the palace. Unexpectedly, the old thief's performance on the bed was really poor. He surrendered his weapon and was defeated in less than a stick of incense.
Seeing the concubine's coquettish expression, Dong Xiangguo felt angry and ashamed, so he directly drew his sword and hacked the concubine to death on the jade couch.
Sitting next to the naked corpse on the bed, Dong Zhuo picked up a pot of imperial wine, raised his head and drank it in a slurping manner.
Mr. Xiangguo is just drinking to drown his sorrows. He is feeling aggrieved!
If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't grow, the old thief would have wanted to castrate himself.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a guard outside the door raising his voice to report.
"Prime Minister, General Guo wants to see you."
Dong Zhuo took the wine bottle from his mouth, let out a long belch, and shouted loudly: "Let A Duo come in."
When he was young, he saw Liangzhou general Guo Si, wearing heavy armor, walking into the room with his head held high.
Guo Si bowed deeply to Dong Zhuo, then straightened his back, but was dumbfounded by the scenery in front of him.
Next to the jade couch, the old thief Dong Zhuo was shirtless, with his chest hair exposed, and wearing obscene pants, holding a pot of wine and drinking it.
In the bed behind him, a white female corpse lay motionless on the bed. Blood dripped down the jade legs along the edge of the bed and fell on the wooden floor drop by drop. The blood was red and looked particularly eye-catching.
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Seeing this situation, Guo Si was stunned, and an incomparably ridiculous idea suddenly popped into his mind.
The Prime Minister deserves to be the Prime Minister. He is sixty years old, and his majesty is still the same as before! He is born with supernatural powers! ... He is too powerful as an old man!
That late emperor's concubine... wasn't she really killed by the Prime Minister?