Chapter 38: Detoxification

"Young master is a good method, but the name of a person in the mountains and fields is not worthy of such a scheming." Chen Wanrong didn't care.

The young master of Huafu smiled and said, "You are right, but it depends on who it is. There are not many people who speak like you in front of me, either you are not curious about you. Besides, Gao Jian is a famous madman in the Imperial College. He can't be interested in those who can get crazy with him."

Chen Wanrong is really depressed when he treats himself as a madman. Then he is not a madman, he is studying. It is this kind of research that our ancestors have created a brilliant and brilliant civilization. Just as he was about to argue, the young master of Huafu continued to say: "I took this pavilion from others. If you want to use it, you can take it from me with your ability."

When the superiors speak, who can tell how many are true and how many are false? He is happy to take them from someone else's hands, but if he takes them away, how could he not be furious? Chen Wanrong thought that he could not be so angry: "I have a good intention, and the place here is big, so I dare not disturb the young master."

The two people guarding both sides quickly stepped out and blocked Chen Wanrong and the others' way. There was such a thing that forced people to do things. Chen Wanrong couldn't help but feel angry, and his eyebrows were raised. Before he could speak, he only heard the young master of Huafu smile and said, "In front of me, you only have two ways to choose. One is to convince me, and I will treat you as a guest of honor. The other is to hold your tail between you and get out like a dog."

A very harmful word was said to him calmly, as if he was drinking pumpkin soup. Chen Wanrong said in a deep voice: "Okay! You made a name for yourself and we will take it. Even if I lose, I will not lose this person!"

You can lose your skills, but you can't lose someone!

This was said to Gao Jian and the others. Gao Jian said in a stern voice: "I respect you just now and I am the number one person. I have many respects in my words. Since I insult you, don't blame me for being rude. Gao Crazy took it."

"This is a bit masculine! Male, it should be like this! The knights met halfway, and even though they knew they were defeated, they would still show their swords. What they were shining is a kind of momentum! Well, okay!" The young man in China brigade praised him gently, and changed his tone, reminded him: "I will fight you alone, poetry, songs, martial arts and strategies. As long as you have the ability to convince me, I respect you as your sir."

He looked at Chen Zairong and gently clicked: "This is a good kung fu, he is a good player. But it's hard to be my opponent."

Chen Zairong is a bloody figure. He sneered as soon as he heard this: "I will know if he is an opponent or not after two moves."

The young master of Chinese clothing laughed and didn't care: "I am at your age, and I don't know how many good players I have defeated, so don't be dissatisfied. You see that he is not, I am only fifteen years old and he is convinced. He is twenty years older than me." He pointed to the man wearing a sword.

The man wearing the sword bowed to him: "The young master is very skilled in martial arts, but his servants are ashamed of being as good as him."

Chen Zairong sneered and said, "Coincidentally, I have defeated a good player who is twenty years older than me."

Chen Wanrong knew who he was talking about, Duan Hui. Last time he asked him, he didn't talk about winning or losing. It turned out that he was accumulating virtue and keeping a secret for Duan Hui. The two met for the first time in Chang'an and had a fight. Chen Zairong suffered a loss. Unexpectedly, he defeated Duan Hui after not having much time to part. This understanding is really not something that can be covered.

"Who is it? Tell me, maybe I know you." The young man in China was a little interested.

Chen Wanrong interrogated Duan Hui's origin many times, but Chen Zairong didn't say a word, and he was looking for boring. Sure enough, Chen Zairong shook his head and said, "I can't tell you. I can only tell you that a master like him can't walk thirty moves." He also pointed at the man wearing a sword.

"This is also interesting! Then I'll measure you." The young man in China put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and was about to leave the pavilion.

If you have no eyes, you will be able to fight. It is not good to hurt anyone. Chen Wanrong doesn’t want to cause such trouble. There are many ways to defeat people. Why do you have to use this laborious and dangerous method to stop and say, “Slow. Do you say that as long as you have a skill and you won’t be able to do it. Do you take this seriously?”

"I, Dou Ji, have always been talking about it, so I will count the numbers naturally!" Dou Ji nodded and reminded: "I just want to remind you one thing, poetry, songs, articles, and Yi numbers. I know everything. Which one do you choose?"

He spoke very much, and everyone did not think he was bragging. There were many smart and strange people in the world, and many of them were the directors of several sects. Dou Ji must be one of them.

However, Chen Wanrong's answer surprised him: "I don't choose."

"Then what do you choose?" Dou Ji was curious at once.

Zheng Qing and Chen Zairong had already guessed Chen Wanrong's idea. He was good at chemical engineering. If he chose chemical engineering, no one would be the opponent of the Tang Dynasty, and he would be willing to take advantage of the situation. He secretly praised Chen Wanrong for his good method, and he would not have to use a knife or a gun, and he would win without any effort.

Chen Wanrong's statement was beyond the expectations of Zheng Qing and Chen Zairong: "I will discuss the art of alchemy with you."

The art of alchemy is another statement about the Taoist magic and immortal techniques mentioned by alchemists. The reason why Chen Wanrong did not discuss chemistry with Dou Ji, but discussed Taoist magic with him was to convince him.

In the Tang Dynasty, alchemy was at its peak, and all the people went crazy about it. Several emperors died because of mistakenly taking pills. Xianzong, Muzong, Jingzong, Wuzong, and Xuanzong were all killed by elixirs. Even the wise and wise Emperor Taizong of Tang also had the suspicion of taking pills by mistakenly taking pills. Not to mention the poisoned ones, there were several others.

"You still know the magic of alchemy?" It can be said that this is a big hit in the Tang Dynasty. Dou Ji was extremely surprised when he heard this. He looked at Chen Wanrong carefully and had no fairy spirit at all. How could he know the magic of Taoist sect and smiled and said, "I have also made some tricks about Taoist crafts and immortal crafts. I have met several Taoist wise men. I think this matter is gone, you should choose another one."

This is very tactful. It can be said that he had good intentions. Unexpectedly, Chen Wanrong smiled coldly and said, "I appreciate the good intentions, just discuss Taoism. Please."

Dou Ji thought he had heard it wrong, so he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Since that's the case, don't blame me. The girl on the river is the most spiritual and the most magical. When you get the fire, you will fly. There is no dust. The ghost is hidden and the dragon hides. No one knows what it exists. I want to control it. The yellow buds are the roots. Why?"

This is a very famous saying in the history of alchemy. Zheng Qing couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and looked at Chen Wanrong with great concern.

What Chen Wanrong said was enough to shock the world: "I'm sorry, you used the hidden name. I don't know what Cainu and Huangya are? Can you tell me the shape?"

This is Wei Boyang's words. It has an important position in the history of alchemy and has a profound impact. It does not require much understanding of Taoism. It only requires a little understanding to know it. Chen Wanrong didn't even know it, which is really shocking.

With a puff, the young man on the right could no longer laugh and laughed. The voice was a little sharp and harsh. Chen Wanrong suddenly realized that he was a eunuch, no wonder he looked like a big girl. Based on this, this Dou Ji should be a king or a prince, otherwise he would not be able to have a eunuch around him.

The princes of the Tang Dynasty had either the surname Li or Wu, and they had never heard of Dou. Who was he?

"Okay, let me tell you, the girl is a kind of water-like thing, and it disappears once it is burned with fire..." Dou Ji was a good person to do it and explained it to Chen Wanrong without getting tired of it.

Chen Wanrong smiled and took over the conversation: "I understand, that's mercury. Mercury will disappear without heating. In order to preserve mercury, sulfur was added and what I got was mercury sulfide. I was right."

Although chemistry and alchemy are close relatives, there are big differences after all. At least chemistry does not use anonymous, but uses a well-known scientific name. Chen Wanrong knew it when Dou Ji mentioned it.

Dou Ji raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "That's right, that's it."

Chen Wanrong continued to say: "Those alchemists use mercury sulfide to refine elixirs, take it for others to eat, and harm others and themselves!"

"That's a magic pill, how can it be harmful to people?" Dou Ji did not agree with Chen Wanrong's statement.

It was normal for Tang people to hold this view. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "The magical pill? Let me tell you about the consequences of excessive persuasion, mental disorder, inflammation of the gingival roots, and tremors of teeth. These phenomena are common, right?"

Dou Ji didn't say anything, and looked at Chen Wanrong in surprise: "Have you eaten?"

"How could I make fun of my life for such a toxic thing?" Chen Wanrong smiled and shook his head.

Dou Ji's expression changed. He pondered for a while, took out a brocade box from his arms, placed it on the table in the pavilion, and said, "Brother Wanrong, please come in."

Chen Wanrong stood still and said, "We have not finished the competition, I can't go in."

Dou Ji smiled and said, "Brother Wanrong, don't take verbal advantage, please come in. I have something to ask you for advice. Please come in."

After all the words were said, Chen Wanrong couldn't say anything, so he entered the pavilion. Zheng Qing and the others followed him in and sat down at Dou Ji's invitation.

Dou Ji opened the brocade box and a layer of high-quality silk appeared in the box. A fragrant aroma came, refreshing and indescribable comfort. Dou Ji lifted up the silk and exposed a red pill, which was as big as a walnut, bright and tempting as it was.

"This is the Nine-Turn Divine Pill given to me by an expert. I have never been willing to eat it. After hearing what Brother Wan Rong said, it makes people suspicious. Brother Wan Rong is an expert, can you help me identify it?" Dou Ji pondered.

If there is a laboratory, there will naturally be no problem. The ingredients can be measured. In this wilderness, there is no such condition if you want to identify it. However, Chen Wanrong knew a situation that the elixirs in ancient China contained a lot of lead and mercury, which caused chronic poisoning and eventually caused a life. He persuaded him: "If you can trust me, it is better not to take this medicine."

"Brother Wanrong doesn't know anything. This master will not harm me no matter what. After hearing some of the symptoms mentioned by Wanrong, someone has appeared before, so I suspect there is something wrong with this pill. Please show your skills and help me verify it." Dou Ji was very sincere, and his attitude was as good as a student who asked the teacher, and his arrogance just now was gone.

Chen Wanrong's mind was very fast, and knew that there was a reason for his words. A proud person like him would not have been so low if he had not encountered a big event. He smiled and said, "If you can trust me, you might as well say it. If you hide it so much, I can't help you even if I want to."

Dou Ji's eyes flashed with a divine light. He looked at Chen Wanrong and nodded and praised, "Brother Wanrong has such a bright mind, so I might as well say it directly. Someone has taken this pill, but after taking it, it is not the symptoms that Wanrong said. It is true that he is not in good spirits. He can't sleep, dream, can't remember things, and loves to forget things. He is very tired and sometimes very manic. Please tell me the doctor, but he can't find out the symptoms."

There was a chronic lead poisoning. Chen Wanrong smiled and said with a smile: "Is it not too short?" The "magic pill" refined by ancient alchemists either contains lead or mercury, so it is normal to have lead poisoning.

Dou Ji nodded and said, "Brother Wanrong is saying very well, it's been a few years."

"If you don't take it, you'll do it." Chen Wanrong's method is not very clever, but it's practical. As long as the source of poison is cut off, it will be conditioned.

Dou Ji said helplessly: "It has been more than a month since I took it, and I am a little bit better, but I have not improved much. Brother Wanrong, is there any way?"

If there were many ways to cure lead poisoning in modern society, but in the Tang Dynasty, if you had no medicine or equipment, you could only use the easiest way. Chen Wanrong thought for a moment: "If you believe me, I have some way to think about it. There is no need to use any medicine, just add some conditioning."

It is a magical thing to cure the disease without medicine. Dou Ji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Brother Wanrong, please tell me clearly."

"Eat more pig blood, duck blood, chicken blood, and pig internal organs. The more meat you eat, the better, and you can eat more eggs. Don't take this pill anymore. Eat more of these things, and it will naturally be better after a while." No one could have thought of the method Chen Wanrong prescribed.

Dou Ji was stunned: "This is OK?"

Chen Wanrong nodded very seriously and said, "It must be done!"

This food therapy uses the calcium, zinc and lead contained in these foods to "competition" and then replace the principle of lead. Although it was a little slower, this was the only way to do in the Tang Dynasty.

It was obvious that Chen Wanrong was full of confidence, and Dou Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Wanrong continued: "If you want to be fast, you can drink milk for a long time, but there are few people who drink milk, so it may be difficult to implement it."

Drinking milk became a trend in modern society, but not much in the Tang Dynasty. The protein in milk can react chemically with lead to produce insoluble lead, reduce the absorption of the human body, and speed up the excretion of it from the body. This is indeed a very good therapy.

Dou Ji was still worried and reminded him: "Brother Wanrong, this matter is of great importance..."

"I won't joke about human lives!" Chen Wanrong's face was slouched and interrupted: "These things are very ordinary foods, and even if there is a problem, they will not be able to survive."

If the flesh and blood ate the person to death, what else can I eat? Dou Ji couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Wanrong said so much, I'm worried too much! Brother Wanrong, I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first. This pavilion will be used by Wanrong. In the future, the pavilion will be changed to its name, and it will be called 'Jingxian Pavilion'."

The eunuch hurriedly responded: "What the young master said is, I'll do it now."

"Make a plaque and hang it here!" Dou Ji clasped his fists at Chen Wanrong: "Brother Wanrong, there will be a date later." He turned around and left quickly. The eunuch and the man hurriedly followed.

Looking at Dou Ji who was leaving like a flying man, Chen Zairong felt extremely regretful: "It's a pity that he didn't fight with such a good skill!"

"Brother Chen, it's best not to do anything." Zheng Qing reminded him: "There is no sight in the sword and gun, and it's not good if you hurt someone."

Chen Zairong nodded and smiled, "Sister Zheng is right, it's just a pity. I don't know if I can meet such a good skill?"

Gao Jian never expected Dou Ji to give them the pavilion, and he was very happy: "Brother Chen, this is all your ability. In my opinion, Dou Ji is a person with real talents and knowledge. If you really want to compete with him for poetry, songs and essays, you really can't compare."

"Brother Gao is over the award, I just talked casually, but I didn't expect it to touch his mind." Chen Wanrong guessed: "In my opinion, it must be his relative who accidentally took the pill and was poisoned. He asked for a solution and rushed back to condition it."

Zheng Qing agreed with this: "Brother Chen said very well, Dou Ji is a filial son!" Everyone respects filial sons, and they have a lot of praise for them. Chen Zairong and the others agreed.

Dou Ji was very angry and didn't take them seriously at all. Although he had gone, no one thought he was arrogant. Instead, he thought that he had real talents and knowledge, and his life was not false at this point!

Sitting together, the one who talked about the most was this muzzle. Even Gao Jian forgot the purpose of this trip, opening a muzzle and closing a muzzle.

As he was talking, three chefs quickly walked up the road, carrying a heavy food box in their hands. They came to the front of the pavilion and stopped and asked Chen Wanrong and the others: "Who is Chen Wanrong and Mr. Chen?"

Chen Wanrong saw that he didn't know any of these cooks, and asked strangely: "What's the matter with me?"

"A young man told the young man to bring some food to Mr. Chen." The chef answered very respectfully.

This matter was strange, and Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be shocked: "Which young master?"
Chapter completed!