Chapter 65: Doctors are mixed, the First Emperor suffers disaster

Author: March

Chapter 65: Doctors are mixed, the First Emperor suffers disaster

Immediately, the three-piece set plus the recliner and wheelchair were handed over to the military craftsman.

These gadgets are relatively easy to make and can be finished in about a day or two.

As for papermaking, the process is there. It would take at least several months to recreate it. The process of soaking and drying in the shade is indispensable. Zhao Si estimates that papermaking will still have to go through some twists and turns.

After everything was done, Zhao Si and Wang Li said goodbye, couldn't wait to return to the barracks, and plunged into the ocean of knowledge.

There are still several carts of books waiting for you to be pampered.

After entering the barracks, I saw dozens of crew members holding rolls of bamboo tubes, sometimes discussing and sometimes asking questions.

Although Zhao Si spared no effort to teach the crew how to read, only Jing's performance has been slightly better so far. Most of the remaining crew members still can't even recognize common characters. When Zhao Si was there, they asked Zhao Si if Zhao Si was not there.

When the time comes, ask each other.

There was no way, there was no Thousand-Character Classic in this era, and Zhao Si couldn't recite it, so he couldn't plagiarize it to show his sage in front of others.

There were so many books sent by Wang Li that dozens of crew members still had many volumes left. Zhao Si came to the neatly stacked bamboo slips and picked a few volumes to read.

"Are they all legalist books?" Zhao Si asked.

"Well... I probably read a few, but nothing else." Jing answered.

"What a pity." Zhao Si shook his head.

As a modern person, he does not have any scholastic views. If possible, he would like to have some books from various schools of thought.

The First Emperor bestowed "Xianxue" and "Five Worms", many of which are not backward compared to modern times.

If possible, Zhao Si hopes that he can learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought and reflect each other with some modern cultural thoughts and two thousand years of later history.

However, I don’t know how many volumes there are in this full collection, and I don’t know how long it will take to read them. Fortunately, the writing medium in this era is bamboo slips, and a bamboo slip cannot write a few words.

Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching has a total of just over 5,000 words.

There is no way, bamboo slips are troublesome to write, and it is also very troublesome to seal and engrave after writing. Therefore, most of the writing in this era is relatively concise.

With the continuous upgrading of writing vehicles, the content of books will become more and more. Writing is not so troublesome, but it might as well be more watery.

In modern times, you can type on a computer or even by voice typing. The length of an online novel can even reach tens of millions of words, which can be described as stinky and long.

"If those online novel authors were to use bamboo slips to write, I'm afraid they might not be able to produce five thousand words in a year." Zhao Si shook his head and laughed, and took the "Book of Shang Jun" that Jing handed to him at the side.

To read the law, you must read "The Book of Shang Jun". Like "Han Feizi", it is also one of the brightest pearls of Legalism.

And on the other side...

Inside the palace, the imperial doctor Xia Wuji was taking the pulse of the First Emperor.

When the First Emperor was on his tour of the world, his body was often on the verge of collapse. He suffered from night sweats, palpitation, asthma, headaches, lack of energy, and loss of appetite.

It is so serious that even the "golden elixirs" that have been tried and tested in the past have no effect.

After returning, because of Zhao Si, the First Emperor had a great appetite and his health was showing signs of improvement.

Unexpectedly, the symptoms of loss of appetite reappeared in the past two days.

Even the more delicious and refreshing hot pot made by the palace chef could not save the First Emperor's appetite.

"Your Majesty...did you take too many golden elixirs?" Xia Wuji looked very solemn in the face of the First Emperor's complicated pulse.

"I haven't had much energy these days, so I took a little too much." The First Emperor said after a moment of silence.

On the way to the Grand Tour, because he finished eating the "Golden Elixir" in advance and did not eat it for a long time, the symptoms of the First Emperor were relieved a lot.

After returning to the palace, it was naturally impossible for the First Emperor to lack the "Golden Pill" to take. In addition, the First Emperor was really busy with government affairs and was getting older. If he wanted to review memorials all day long as before, he had to take the Golden Pill to refresh himself.

"Your Majesty, golden elixir, the medicine of tiger and wolf! Don't use it too much! If you use it too much, it will hurt your body, and the elixir will become poisonous!" Xia Wuji frowned.

Xia Wuqi did not completely deny the golden elixir. The main reason was that the medical methods in this era were relatively primitive and there were only a few pharmacopoeia. The use of medicine was also justified by the public and the mother-in-law.

In this era, it is normal for people to seek medical treatment instead of seeing a doctor. Because in this era, practitioners who practice medical skills have their own medical qualifications, and alchemists who practice alchemy are also recognized as serious in this era.

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Medical treatment is too confusing. Even the nobles themselves can't tell what is true or false. Tracing the source back to the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, who is nobler than the other.

Well, even dancing to the master has a longer history.

Moreover, Xia Wuqi himself had studied alchemy, was a master of magic, and was able to perform sacrifices. Doctors were like that these days, with different beliefs, sacrifices, and ideas.

Even doctors still have less mature ideas about political governance. This is the current situation of various schools of thought. No matter what they do, they have their own internal system.

Explicit science and implicit science may be large or small, but the internal organizational composition is basically the same.

Xia Wuqie's ability to say such things as to make him poisonous already shows that his level is not too low, at least for this era.

"Is there a cure?" The First Emperor ignored Xia Wuji's words.

There's no way to explain this. You say that tired elixirs are poisonous, but the alchemists also say that eating them every day can strengthen your body and transform you into an immortal.

Unless, like Confucianism and Legalism, the two families publicly break their heads and fight to the death, no one can tell the difference.

It's not that the First Emperor didn't believe what Xia Wuji said, he believed everything and nothing.

There is no way to argue on this kind of issue, but you have to solve your own physical problems.

If Xia Wuji can't solve it, then he has to go to the alchemist. If the alchemist can't do it, then pray to the mountains and rivers. If he can't pray to the mountains and rivers, then he can dance to the great gods.

Of course, it can also be done at the same time.

For example, taking medicine, dancing to the gods, and sending people to pray to the mountains and rivers.

But Xia Wuqi would definitely not agree to taking medicine and golden elixir at the same time.

The alchemist will also not agree to take the golden elixir and medicine at the same time.

It cannot be said that the alchemists of this era are deceiving people, because they really believe in it and really think that they can cure diseases. Some Qi practitioners also really think that they can ascend in a day.

It is wonderful for a hundred schools of thought to contend, but the disadvantages of a hundred schools of thought being so brilliant are also very obvious.

Various schools and factions are unclear and mixed.

The key is that they themselves truly believe it, and no one will think that what they say is fake.

The First Emperor also looked a little melancholy when faced with this situation.

His health is getting worse and worse, and he has no clue about his immortality. A number of alchemists who practiced the elixir of life have been cut off.

Xu Fu is now also fleeing overseas.

Nowadays, neither the alchemists nor the imperial doctors in the palace can do anything very effective for the health of the First Emperor.

Xia Wuqie's suggestion here is to cultivate the body, control diet, and at the same time prepare medicinal foods.

The alchemist's side is nothing more than kneading elixirs.

It is worth mentioning that there are two types of elixirs refined by alchemists in this era.

One is herbal medicine.

One is Jinshi Dan.

When treating diseases, herbal medicine is generally used.

The medicine used to nourish the body and prolong life is Jinshi Dan.

Moreover, ordinary alchemists cannot refine such things as gold and stone pills, and ordinary people and even small nobles cannot afford to consume them.

In short, what is frustrating is that the meal he had with that boy Zhao Si turned out to be the most comfortable meal that the First Emperor had in recent times.

(This is proven by research. Herbal pills are actually pills. Doctors in this era are too complex. Some doctors may be good at both, and some may have an extra hand, and they can also perform magic tricks.)
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