Chapter 1030 The hemp rope is broken at the fine point
Qin Yun smiled with his hands behind his back, "You are half right."
Hearing this, the old man seemed to understand it, and then said goodbye for a moment, staggeringly raised a sack of sulfur from a mixed room.
Bang on the ground.
He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, all the sulfur of Lao She is here. Since Your Majesty needs it, Lao She will donate it all."
Qin Yun took a look and found a lot, but if it was used to make gunpowder, it would be a drop in the bucket.
I'm afraid I can't even satisfy the early trial and error.
"Did you make these by yourself?"
The strange old man nodded: "It was all made by Lao She who was alone in his spare time."
Qin Yun took a deep breath, and his hands were so excited that they had already started to tremble. Looking at the monster old man, it seemed as if he was looking at a huge treasure.
It is a great ambition to develop the country through industry, and gunpowder is one level higher!
Models of red cannons have even begun to appear in his mind!
"Old man, I'm not to hide it. This sulfur is of great use to me! It can allow the entire Daxia to live a peaceful and stable life within ten years, and there will be no more war or frozen bones!
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Upon hearing this, the old man and Yu Wang opened his eyes wide.
"Your Majesty, is it that powerful?"
"This...this sulfur is just a way to protect snakes, and it doesn't even have medicinal value. How can it benefit the whole world?"
Qin Yun said seriously: "What I said is absolutely true!"
"But I need a lot of sulfur!"
"And in order to seize the time, I want to hire you to work for the court and develop sulfur. I will equip you with many people, and give you everything and courtesy you want!"
I am afraid that everyone will be flattered when facing such a polite invitation from the emperor.
But the strange old man frowned and shook his head directly: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Lao She is old and can't walk anymore. After death, she wants to fall into the soil under her feet, so your kindness, Lao She can only refuse your wishes
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On the side, Yu Wang frowned and had a cold scalp. He blamed the old man for being so weird that the emperor dared to refuse!
What was Qin Yungang going to say?
I heard a sound of banging sound in the room, as if something had broken.
"Old, old man..." A weak voice came, and the strange old man ran in immediately as if he had heard the divine voice.
"Your Majesty, this?" Old Feng hesitated.
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "That's his wife, right?"
Yu Wang nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, I heard that she had some serious illness. She has not recovered for more than 20 years. It all depends on the weird old man selling some sulfur powder to make money to prolong his life."
"Oh!" he sighed.
"This weird old man's life is not good either. He has never taken a concubine for more than 20 years. In order to save his wife, he even went up the mountain to collect herbs and cut off his hand. The huge family business is also in deficit."
Hearing this, the atmosphere was heavy and touching!
Qin Yun frowned and said, "Let's go in and take a look. Since people are still there for more than 20 years, there may be a turning point in this disease!"
He didn't want to force the old man to blame, so he planned to start from the side. After all, it was obvious that the old man was unwilling to walk out of the door because of his serious illness.
When I entered the room, a pungent smell of herbs came to my face.
The ornaments in this room are a little richer, and they also look like they are for people. They are relatively tidy, but there are a lot of medicine jars.
Qin Yun looked around and saw that on the bed was an old woman who was not as human as tortured by illness. Her eye sockets were deep and she was skinny.
But even so, her clothes were still very neat and her white hair was combed.
It is shameful for an ancient man to do this.
"Old, old man... are they?" The old woman's voice was very weak, and she seemed unable to take care of herself while lying on the bed.
The old man turned around and was slightly alert.
Qin Yun smiled and stepped forward and said, "We are the ones who are here to see you."
"Take a doctor?" The old woman's turbid eyes were stunned, and then she blamed the old man.
"Old man, how many times have I said, don't find a doctor for me. It's useless. I've lived enough..."
"You leave some money and you will have to live your own life after I leave!"
Her voice was weak and still choked, and finally shed tears of miserable tears.
Qin Yun quickly helped to explain: "Old man, I don't want money."
"I asked the old man for some sulfur as a reward, so I came to help you see a doctor. If I don't dislike it, let my people help you."
As he said that, Mr. Feng stepped forward.
Although he is not a famous doctor, he is a taboo master. He has lived for most of his life and has seen more salt than many people. It is no problem to see if there is any help.
The weird old man glanced at Mr. Feng, and thought of Qin Yun's identity, and suddenly felt hopeful!
"So, thank you!" He moved away from the position and looked at Qin Yun gratefully.
On the side, the old woman wiped her tears and hesitated slightly: "Do you really want money?"
"I don't want it." Qin Yun smiled, but his heart was filled with a moment of unreasonable sorrow.
The hemp rope is just broken in detail, and bad luck only seeks people who are suffering.
In such a poor home, seeing a doctor is also a luxury.
At this time, Mr. Feng stepped forward and reached out and pressed his hand on the old woman's pulse.
With just a sip of tea, his face became heavy, and he turned around and said, "Do your wife have a natural illness, right?"
When the old man heard this, his face changed drastically.
He exclaimed: "Yes, yes!"
"Cuifang has suffered from Qi disease since she was a child, and it cannot be cured no matter how she treats it. Only by using some expensive medicines to make soup and let her drink it will be better."
"But when it rains, she feels tight and short of breath, and joint pain, which is even more painful than... than death."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng came to Qin Yun and shook his head with a heavy face.
He whispered: "Your Majesty, you are already terminally ill and can't save you."
"Even if Doctor Sun comes, he can't save her. More than 20 years are too long. If it were ten years earlier, the old slave might be able to help her."
"But now, it's not that painful for her to leave."
Qin Yun's brows frowned.
Qi disease should be the congenital asthma in later generations, and this era is equivalent to a terminal illness.
Moreover, this old woman obviously has stubborn diseases such as rheumatism. She has been incurable for more than 20 years and her body has been broken and she can't even get out of bed.
The strange old man cast his eyes earnestly, full of expectations: "Yes, is there hope?"
Qin Yun couldn't bear it, so he looked at the old woman on the sickbed again.
Gently said, "Let's go out and say."
He took the lead in going out.
The old man comforted the old woman for a moment, then came out and came under the tree in the yard.
"Is my wife's illness untreated?" He spoke bitterly, as if he had learned the answer from Qin Yun's expression.
Qin Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Her body has exhausted the oil. You should know this better than anyone else. Your life-suspending is already a torment for her."
"I can find the best medicine to restore her strength and live a normal life with you for a few days."