Liu Ziqiu suddenly changed his mind and wanted to ask Yuan Tiangang, an old magician, to see if he could have a chance to return to modern times and see if the world would eventually belong to Li Tang. If he could return to modern times, who would the world belong to?
It doesn't matter. If you don't have this opportunity, and the world must belong to the Li family, shouldn't you embrace Li Shimin's thigh as soon as possible?
But Gao Xiuer said: "Okay, I'll go back with you!"
After going through so much, she never wanted to be separated from Liu Ziqiu for a moment.
"No!" Sun Simiao said sternly, "Your body is not as good as his. After these two doses of medicine, you still need to use other medicines to slowly adjust, and it will take half a month. So, you can't leave now!"
Liu Ziqiu counted the days with his fingers. Today is September 19th. If it is delayed for another half month, winter will enter. The road going south is not so easy, and he doesn’t know if he can catch a boat. But when he saw Gao Xiuer eagerly
Staring at himself, Liu Ziqiu's heart softened and he said: "I also want to go to Luoyang City to do something. After I finish doing it, I will take you with me."
Gao Xiuer looked nervous: "Didn't you promise me..."
"Don't worry." Liu Ziqiu said with a smile, "I just said goodbye to my brother, so as not to worry him."
Gao Xiuer already knew about the sworn sworn relationship between Liu Ziqiu and Li Jing. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and her worries turned into joy. She smiled and said: "You are like this now, why are you going to the city? Grandpa bought back the cloth and needlework yesterday. Wait a minute.
In two days, I have made new clothes for you and will go with you."
Liu Ziqiu asked in surprise: "You can also make clothes?"
Gao Xiuer said coquettishly: "Female workers start to learn needlepoint at the age of five."
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There used to be only one hut here, which was built by Sun Simiao for the purpose of collecting medicine. Living in his daughter's house was always inconvenient. After Liu Ziqiu gradually recovered, he built another room next to it for Gao Xiuer to live in. Now, this room
There were several pieces of cloth and a lot of cotton inside.
Sun Simiao naturally charges a certain fee for treating people, but he will also treat them differently. If he encounters poor people, he will not take any money. If the other person has a lot of money, he will not be polite. Sun Simiao has quite a lot of savings, so he can buy
It was not difficult to buy some cloth and cotton, but it was a pity that he was an old man after all, and the things he bought were not to Gao Xiuer's liking, so he had to make do with them.
After being busy till dark, a jacket had begun to take shape in Gao Xiuer's hands. After dinner, Gao Xiuer refused to rest. Under the dim light, Gao Xiuer was very focused on sewing, constantly changing stitching methods, flat stitch,
Inverted needle, back needle, empty shuttle back and forth. Liu Ziqiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt at home in a trance.
Gao Xiuer noticed Liu Ziqiu's fiery gaze, her pretty face flushed, but her hand moved faster, and she accidentally pricked her finger, and she cried out in pain.
Liu Ziqiu was awakened by the cry of pain. He jumped up in a hurry and grabbed the catkins. He saw a little cherry red on his fingertips like bamboo shoots. He couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "I told you to have a good rest at night. Don't do it again.
I’m not waiting to wear it.”
"It's not because you're watching here that you make people panic, or else they might prick their hands." Gao Xiu'er thought to herself, although you are not in a hurry, I'm afraid that your sworn brother will turn gray with worry, so how can I not hurry up?
But she refused to say these words, and withdrew her hand and said: "Go back to the house quickly, I will do it for a while."
But Liu Ziqiu refused and said, "There are some flammable things in this room. I have to wait until you turn out the lights before I can rest assured."
Gao Xiuer felt hot in her heart and couldn't bear to drive him away anymore. She pointed to the tables in front of the bed and said: "Grandpa has written a few medical books. These days, the slaves have nothing to do, so they help copy them. Lang Jun knows some medical skills, why not
Go there and watch to relieve your boredom."
Liu Ziqiu suddenly felt something in his heart and asked, "Xiu'er, where is Sir's manuscript?"
"Of course I am. I just copied it and haven't had time to proofread it yet." Gao Xiuer already knew that Liu Ziqiu learned to read at Li Jing's house, so she caught him immediately, smiled playfully, and said, "How about you help me
Proofread it?”
This was what Liu Ziqiu wanted, and he happily accepted the order. He sat at the desk and opened Sun Simiao's manuscript. Liu Ziqiu was not in a hurry to read it, but took out a piece of paper from his arms. It was exactly what he had gained from the rock crevices on the top of the mountain yesterday.
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Sun Simiao's manuscript has been revised repeatedly, and it looks a bit messy, but if you look carefully, every word is in neat small regular script. Liu Ziqiu has never practiced calligraphy, so at first sight, he felt that the words on the note were different from each other.
There is no difference in handwriting.
Liu Ziqiu looked up at Gao Xiuer and saw that she was immersed in the needlework in her hands, not paying attention to her own movements. He couldn't help but pick up the note and study it carefully, and he really saw something different.
It was also written in small regular script, and the handwriting on the small note was strong and strong, with ink stains even showing on the back of the paper. Although Sun Simiao's manuscript was written squarely and squarely, it definitely did not have such strength.
Liu Ziqiu finally believed that this small note was not written by Sun Simiao. As for whether it was left by Yuan Tiangang, further exploration was needed. At this point, Liu Ziqiu temporarily put aside his thoughts and carefully proofread Sun Simiao's manuscript.
There are two medical books written by Sun Simiao, namely "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions" and "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions". This is probably what later generations called the Thousand Gold Prescriptions. Liu Ziqiu thought about it while looking through Gao Xiuer's manuscript and couldn't help but admire it secretly.
Gao Xiuer's handwriting is good, graceful yet generous, and pleasing to the eye.
Liu Ziqiu simply put aside Sun Simiao's manuscript and concentrated on reading Gao Xiuer's manuscript. These two medical masterpieces totaled more than sixty volumes, embodying half of Sun Simiao's hard work. Even in later generations, they were regarded as classics by Chinese medicine. In this era,
It can definitely be called a medical encyclopedia.
It's just that no matter how good Sun Simiao's medical books are, they are just the same to Liu Ziqiu. He has never studied Chinese medicine, so the words in the book are difficult to understand in his eyes, and he yawned after reading it for a while. It was just to relieve Gao Xiuer's anxiety.
I had to help her proofread it, so I reluctantly read it.
Suddenly, Gao Xiuer said happily: "Okay! Lang Jun, come and try it."
Liu Ziqiu felt relieved and quickly put down the book in his hand and stood up. At a quick glance, he saw a line of words, wheat, sweet in taste, warm in nature, and poisonous.
At this time, Gao Xiuer had already walked to Liu Ziqiu, shook the robe in her hands, put it on Liu Ziqiu, tied his clothes like a new daughter-in-law, and said softly: "Mr. Lang, please go around and take a look.
"
Liu Ziqiu temporarily put aside his doubts and tried on new clothes. Gao Xiuer's craftsmanship was quite good, even better than that of Hong Fu Nu, and this new clothes was very decent.
Unexpectedly, before the clothes were used to cover the heat, Gao Xiuer said: "Take off your clothes quickly."
Liu Ziqiu said in surprise: "It's pretty good, no need to change it."
"Who said you need to change it!" Gao Xiuer rolled her eyes and said, "Quickly, take it off. I'm going to use it to make a look, and then I'll cut a winter coat for you."
"This jacket is good." Liu Ziqiu was quite confident in his body and laughed, "I don't need any winter clothes."
"Hmph! When it snows, if you go out dressed like this, it will be weird if you don't get treated like a beggar!" Gao Xiuer said as she spread out the jacket.
But Liu Ziqiu couldn't bear her working so hard, so he suddenly thought of a plan and said: "Forget it, go to bed quickly after cutting. It should be noted that women should not stay up late, otherwise beauty will age easily."
"Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and Gao Xiu'er is no exception. Liu Ziqiu's words immediately had an effect. She quickly put down the robe in her hand, turned around, pushed Liu Ziqiu out of the door, and closed the door with a "snap". Although Gao Xiu'er had already determined
She was Liu Ziqiu's woman, but after all, she didn't break through the window paper. She was a little shy to let her and Liu Ziqiu spend the night together alone.
Liu Ziqiu wanted to take advantage of the time when she was cutting her winter clothes to see what Sun Simiao's argument was about wheat being poisonous, but he didn't expect Gao Xiuer's reaction to be so quick. When he wanted to turn around and knock on the door, he saw that the lights in the room had been blown out.
, pitch black.
Wheat has been introduced to the Central Plains in the Han Dynasty, but the planting area is limited to Longxi and has not been promoted much. Whether in terms of yield or nutritional value, wheat is higher than traditional grains. The reason why this situation occurs
, perhaps it has a lot to do with the misconceptions of Sun Simiao and others.
Sun Simiao was a miracle doctor, and many people believed in his words. Now, he has written the conclusion that wheat is poisonous into a book, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know how many opportunities have been missed.
The food issue is related to the rise and fall of the country and the survival of the nation. Liu Ziqiu felt that it was his unshirkable responsibility to have a good talk with the old man. Unexpectedly, Sun Simiao was accustomed to the health regimen of going to bed early and getting up early, and he had already fallen asleep at this time.
Liu Ziqiu couldn't be bothered, so he had no choice but to lie down on the couch with his clothes on. He couldn't fall asleep for a while, because his mind was still thinking about the poisonous wheat.
Since Sun Simiao wrote this article in the book, he must have heard of or even seen some cases with his own eyes. It would be very difficult to convince him. If he cannot be convinced, he will spread the news about wheat poisoning, which will make it even more difficult in the future.
Promotion. You cannot discuss this matter with Sun Simiao until you have enough evidence.
Liu Ziqiu was lying on the couch, tossing and turning, thinking wildly. He didn't know when he fell asleep, and he got up late the next day.
By this time, Sun Simiao had already disappeared. It was not known whether he had gone to the mountains to collect medicine or to diagnose people in the city. Even if Liu Ziqiu wanted to talk to him about this matter, he could not find anyone.
Liu Ziqiu simply put the matter aside for the time being and pushed open the door of the thatched hut next to him.
But he saw that Gao Xiuer had already cut the cloth, and his skillful hands were busy threading needles and threads. She said without raising her head: "Mr. Lang, don't distract me by watching here. Go and proofread the manuscript yourself."
Liu Ziqiu looked at the manuscripts scattered on several cases and suddenly had an idea.