Chapter 517 Resurrection (seeking a monthly ticket)
Chapter 517 Resurrection from the dead (please vote)
Yang Tinghe's political wisdom is unpredictable, and it is a normal reaction to have doubts in his heart.
But Yang Tinghe thought about it deeply. If Zhu Hao's original intention was to join his own camp and deliberately showed resistance, then this young man would be too deep and sophisticated, and his plan would be too risky and artificial. How could Zhu Hao be sure?
Will Yang Shen sympathize with him?
Yang Tinghe felt it was unrealistic.
Then we can only think about it in a simple way. Maybe it is as my son said, because he came from an embarrassing background and wanted to protect himself wisely?
Yang Tinghe was just a young man who had nothing to do with the overall situation. He was too lazy to get into it, so he let Zhu Hao go for the time being, hoping to get to know him later.
As a result, Yang Tinghe and his son Yang Shen temporarily relaxed their vigilance towards Zhu Hao.
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At this time, Zhu Hao was living a two-point and one-line working life.
One advantage of Hanlin Academy is that you can go home late and leave early, so you can go home for dinner and nap at noon.
June was the hottest time, and the "Wuzong Shilu" was compiled at this time. The imperial decree appointed Yang Tinghe and Jiang Mian as the chief officials.
In fact, many compilation affairs were handled by the head of Zhan Shifu, Liu Chunlai, the Minister of Rites and a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. Liu Chun was equivalent to the chief executive officer of the practice, and Li Tingxiang, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, was responsible for the coordination. Li Tingxiang and Yang Shen were equivalent to
As a vice president, Yang Shen wanted to use this opportunity to gain promotion and climb to a high position in the Hanlin Academy.
As a historian who recently joined the Hanlin Academy, Zhu Hao's usual job was to help organize the books.
Zhu Houzhao did too many things, which ones need to be recorded and which ones can be skipped... I need to talk about the rules. Everything must be recorded in the form of year, month and day. There is no problem with the year and month, but the day is usually recorded.
Recorded by heavenly stems and earthly branches.
There are many words and deeds of the emperor that have been circulated from the palace, and most of them come from the records of the historians at that time. All major and minor affairs in the court must be recorded.
When some famous officials in the court died, or matters such as paying tribute from foreign countries, as well as the results of the memorial's approval, etc., are all recorded in "Records". This book can be said to be the best way to study Zhu Houzhao's dynasty.
A good historical archive can be said to be meticulous in recording everything.
As a person who is familiar with history, Zhu Hao cannot recite the entire "Records", but basically he has an impression of what happened in any year.
Edit books during the day.
In the evening, he went back to help Zhu Si review the memorials. Zhu Si did not come out of the palace every day. He could only come out for two or three days every ten days. The rest of the time was not because he didn't want to leave the palace, but because he was afraid of being discovered and affecting him.
The plan to gradually regain power is to be patient as much as possible.
But seven or eight days out of ten, memorials would be sent to Zhu Hao, especially those that were not easy to review. Zhu Si was not polite at all and directly had boxes and boxes of them carried to Zhu Hao.
Recently, Zhang Zuo's time outside the palace has become less and less. Even when he comes out of the palace, he mostly goes to see Yuan Zonggao.
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June fourteenth.
It was an ordinary day. Zhu Hao was going to meet Su Xigui in the afternoon, which involved personnel changes in the six departments in Nanjing. At the same time, Su Xigui wanted to know when the bank account proposed by Zhu Hao would be established.
That morning, Zhu Hao was working normally at the Hanlin Academy, but he heard shouting from outside: "Something happened."
Zhu Hao raised his head and looked around. Yang Shen and others were not there. Only he and Cai Ang were working hard in the Hanlin editing room to sort out the manuscripts.
"What's the matter?"
Cai Ang stood up and asked.
Zhu Hao straightened up from behind the desk that had just been set up for him these days, looked out the open window, shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem to be a casualty... Come on, you'll know what's going on if you go out and take a look."
Zhu Hao and Cai Ang came out.
However, I saw several sages running towards the house near the main office in the north, and the adjacent courtyard there was the official office of several bachelors.
"what happened?"
Cai Ang asked an official he knew.
The official replied: "Xueshi Liu is ill and is calling for an imperial doctor!"
Scholar Liu refers to Liu Chun. Historically, Liu Chun’s deadline was in June. Zhu Hao was moved in his heart and hurriedly entered the courtyard with Cai Ang, only to see a group of people carrying Liu Chun out of the room. Yang Shen had previously
He and Yu Chengxun were not in the editing room, so they were working here.
It is obvious that Yang Shen and Yu Chengxun have stepped out of their positions as editors and editors in the Imperial Academy History Museum, and their errands far exceed their current ranks and positions.
"Have you invited the imperial doctor?"
"I've gone to notify you... Our Hanlin Academy is not far from the Imperial Hospital. I believe the Imperial Doctor will be here soon!"
The office of Daming Tai Hospital is located to the southwest of Hanlin Academy and directly south of Luan Jia Ku.
If you hurry up and invite people, you can probably invite them back in a while.
People who came later were asking about the situation. Li Tingxiang, Gu Dingchen and others also came after hearing the news. A group of people surrounded Liu Chun. Zhu Hao was standing on the outside and couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, but he heard Yang Shen yell loudly:
"Why don't you make a place for Academician Liu to breathe?"
Only then did the spectators clear one side of the room, and Zhu Hao could finally see Liu Chun's miserable state.
Liu Chun, who was lying on the ground at this time, was shaking all over and his face was pale. He pressed one hand on his chest, but it had begun to droop and his lips turned purple, which was obviously a symptom of a heart attack.
Li Tingxiang said: "Xueshi Liu has a chronic chest disease, how could he suddenly have an attack? Could it be that someone is angry with him?"
No one said a word.
But some people glanced at Yu Chengxun, as if Liu Chun's illness had a close relationship with Yu Chengxun.
As he was talking, he heard someone shouting: "The doctor is here!"
Imperial physician Wu Jie came in a hurry with a medicine boy and a medicine box. As soon as he arrived, he stepped forward to check the situation and took out the silver needle for emergency treatment.
The group of people were nervous, but Liu Chun was obviously still conscious at this time, but he was unable to explain his situation to the arriving imperial doctor.
Wu Jie did acupuncture for half a day but did not see any improvement.
The medicine boy next to him whispered: "My hands are cold!"
Wu Jie put his head to Liu Chun's chest and listened. He seemed to feel helpless and shook his head: "Let's prepare for the funeral."
It's like giving up on treatment.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Hao couldn't help but lament how fragile human life is in this era. Even if the imperial doctor correctly diagnoses "chest paralysis", there is no way to treat this kind of myocardial infarction, and he can only watch the patient die.
, mainly due to the lack of specific drugs for treatment.
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Hearing Wu Jie say "prepare funeral arrangements", everyone present fell silent.
The fact that a living person disappeared immediately gave the witnesses present a great shock, especially since this person was the immediate superior of everyone in the Hanlin Academy.
Zhu Hao trotted all the way back to the editing room in the next courtyard and opened a small wooden box he placed on the table. There were some things in the wooden box, some of which he planned to use as samples for Su Xigui. Among them
One thing is nitroglycerin.
When Zhu Hao came back, everyone present was already preparing for Liu Chun's funeral.
Zhu Hao stepped forward quickly and said loudly: "Wait a minute, let me try it!"
Yang Shen stared at Zhu Hao: "What are you going to do?"
Zhu Hao said: "There is a method in my hometown that specializes in treating chest paralysis. Is Liu Xueshi not dead yet? I want to make my last effort."
Yang Shen frowned, and next to him, Yu Chengxun sighed: "Zhu Hao, we understand your kindness, but this kind of thing... the imperial doctor said no, aren't you adding trouble?"
Wu Jie was not a jealous person, so he quickly said: "If there is a folk remedy, I might give it a try."
Zhu Hao took something out of his hand, opened Liu Chun's mouth, stuffed it under his tongue, then half-knelt on the ground and began to perform heart compressions.
Nitroglycerin, if it is a chronic disease, the effect will be greatly reduced if you take too much of it, but no one has used this medicine these days, so maybe it can be effective?
Although Zhu Hao also knew that it was a little late to take it, if he had swallowed it earlier, the chance of saving his life might be greatly increased. But if the imperial doctor hadn't sentenced him to death, Zhu Hao rashly came out and said that I have a miracle medicine here, and others would not treat him as a lunatic. Weird, would he be allowed to get close to the patient?
If something goes wrong, others will think it was you who caused it!
After Zhu Hao stuffed the medicine into Liu Chun's mouth, he did not stop the cardiopulmonary resuscitation. After applying pressure, Zhu Hao took out another piece and stuffed it into Liu Chun's mouth.
"What?"
Wu Jie was very curious about what Zhu Hao stuffed into Liu Chun's mouth. At this time, his hand was on Liu Chun's wrist and he shook his head, "It's useless, my heart has stopped. Don't mess around anymore!"
Zhu Hao didn't explain much.
Next to him, Yang Shen also went to take a pulse. Sure enough, as Wu Jie said, there was no heartbeat at all, and any further efforts were in vain.
Zhu Hao knew, however, that cardiopulmonary resuscitation was very useful for patients with heart disease, and that nitroglycerin was extremely effective in treating myocardial obstruction. Now it was necessary to maintain a certain blood circulation of the patient in a "manual" way and let the medicine flow along the blood. to the obstruction.
"Crazy, crazy!"
Yu Chengxun didn't know how to persuade Zhu Hao, so he tried to pull Zhu Hao away.
The people next to him also advised: "Zhu Zhuangyuan, don't try, this is not a child's play..."
"cough!"
Everyone tried to persuade him, but Liu Chun, who was being tortured by Zhu Hao, suddenly coughed.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
My heart has stopped and my breathing has stopped. How can I still be saved?
Taking a closer look, Liu Chun did not open his eyes. The cough he just made was caused by an unknown reason. Could it be that his body was protesting after being tortured too hard by Zhu Hao after his death?
"There's a pulse!"
Wu Jie's eyes widened and he was extremely shocked.
Zhu Hao then took out the third pill and stuffed it into Liu Chun's mouth.
"Cough cough cough..."
Liu Chun coughed continuously.
However, Zhu Hao had forcefully poured the medicine into his mouth before. Now that he had recovered his body functions, part of the medicine reached his throat and he naturally choked.
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The Hanlin Academy was completely lively.
After Zhu Hao finished everything, he stood up sweating profusely. The people next to him quickly brought him a chair. Everyone stood and watched. Only Zhu Hao sat there, looking at Liu Chun who was lying on the ground.
Liu Chun opened his eyes and saw a noisy group of people present. He was a little confused, but he vaguely remembered why he was here.
"It's amazing."
Yu Chengxun's face was full of astonishment, his pupils dilated, "You can actually bring the dead back to life?"
Wu Jie quickly came over and continued to give Liu Chun acupuncture symbolically, as if Liu Chun had a share of credit for bringing him back to life.
"this……"
Liu Chun woke up and could speak, but couldn't speak clearly.
Yang Shen said: "Xueshi Liu, you had a chest paralysis attack and almost died. Thanks to Wu Yuanjian... and Zhu Hao for saving you..."
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