() The excuse for the nonsense has been found, and the follow-up actions have nothing to do with the generals. Kong Yanzhi and other gentlemen must have many tricks to clean up the group of corrupt scholars who hindered the development of the Ming Dynasty and delayed their fame in the world. If nothing else happens, Zhu
After watching Chongzhen teasing the Japanese envoys, Youcong would go back to Luoyang to teach the Ming Dynasty merchants how to deceive their allies, and then go to Laizhou to start preparing for war.
However, just when this shameless little fat lai was eating and drinking in the palace, and asking the anxious poor emperor how to imitate the Song and Yuan Dynasties in establishing a perfect reserve system and studying practical recycling methods to re-issue the treasures, a man from
Luoyang used the eight-hundred-mile emergency report to send the entire palace into panic. Prince Fu was ill! Moreover, the illness came in a strange way. The palace had invited dozens of famous doctors from the north to find out the cause. Although Wang Wangye
There was an order not to tell the news to her precious son who was trying to trick people for the Ming Dynasty, but the princess who loved her husband secretly sent a messenger secretly.
How can this be done? Zhu Youcong, who has always been apologetic for not being able to accompany his fat father to let him enjoy family happiness, immediately prepared to go straight to Luoyang overnight, and Chongzhen, who loved the house and the black people, was not idle, and took advantage of the little fat man to clean up
In the spare time of the luggage, Wu Youxing, Yu Jiayan, Chen Shigong and other three people were urgently issued an imperial edict to set off together with nearly a hundred palace doctors...
"Fourth brother, why are you back alone?" Zhu Youqu, the king of Yingchong, who was about to go to the capital to capture the imperial doctor and come back to treat Prince Fu with the imperial edict forged by the late emperor, had just arrived at the city gate when he saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him and hurriedly
Welcoming him.
"Has father's condition improved?" There was no explanation. Zhu Youcong's ability to run so fast must be attributed to that magical mule. Otherwise, he would have just entered Henan as fast as Zhang Yan and others.
What Zhu Youcong, who was anxiously rushing home to visit relatives, did not expect was that because of his reckless behavior this time, Emperor Chongzhen unexpectedly took an advantage. When he saw General Zhenguo leading his personal guards suddenly out of the city, he was preparing to
The Donglin party members who ran to Nanjing to cry outside the imperial city disappeared without a trace in an instant. This damn fat guy was too well-informed. He started mobilizing the army to intimidate us before we started making trouble? No matter,
The emperor can do whatever he likes. We won’t do anything stupid that can’t save anyone but also puts our lives at risk! The top priority is to seize the time to go home before the great purge begins and ask someone to inquire about it and see the imperial party.
You don't have to do odd jobs, otherwise, if your home is confiscated and your clan is destroyed for no apparent reason, who will you have to answer to?
"Hey..." Zhu Youqu sighed, shook his head helplessly and said: "My father's illness came out of nowhere. Famous doctors from all over the country are helpless. I am not planning to leave the city..."
"Don't be too busy. Sister Zu'e and the others will arrive in three days at most! You'd better take me back to see my father first!" The imperial doctors in the capital are many unknown apricot forest experts, but it's really hard to come here.
It takes too much time, and if even Wu Youxing and others can't find the cause of the disease, they may have to rely on luck like they did when they poached the Mohists.
"Cong'er? My Cong'er is back?" Looking at the person he had longed for appeared in front of him, King Fu rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He ordered not to let his family tell Zhu Youcong about his illness.
Because he had some important national affairs in mind, but he simply didn’t want this precious son to be tired. “Hurry! Come here and show me to my father!”
"Father, are you feeling better?" Because of the remaining memories, Zhu Youcong attaches great importance to his family. No matter what others say about his fat father, in his eyes, King Fu is the best father. Although he has
Sometimes he would be a little confused and be deceived by others into cheating his own son! Now feeling the strong family affection, he was galloping into the battlefield, treating the enemy as if he were a fool, and stabbing his allies in the back. The general Zhenguo no longer has the boldness and kindness.
Black, all that remains is a son's attachment and care for his father.
"It's okay, isn't it good to be a father? It's all your mother's fault for always making a fuss!" In order to prove that he is still very strong, he can eat, sleep and move. King Fu, who was lying on the couch just now, suddenly sat up and pulled Zhu Youcong.
The person next to me looked at it carefully and said, "I'm getting darker! I'm also losing weight! Hey... I've been working really hard on my son all these years for this great tomorrow!"
"My child is not suffering! Even if my father is feeling slightly ill, he should rest more. Let the imperial doctor from the palace arrive and let them take a good look at it!" Hei took it of course and went to Java Island to catch the wind in the sea.
Can he not be tanned by the sun? But his skin is still a long way from that healthy bronze. If Zhu Youcong is willing to tinker with his own sunscreen secret recipe, he might still be able to keep it.
Sell for money! As for the weight loss, it must be because the sick King Fu was dazzled. This little fat man has now gained at least ten kilograms more than when he left Luoyang at the beginning of the year.
"Look, look, this man is getting older and will inevitably feel a little stuffy in his chest sometimes!" In order to prevent his precious son from worrying anymore, King Fu simply stood up and said, "Now that you are back, your father's illness will be cured.
Most of the time! Let’s go and have a drink with your father. By the way, tell us all about your experiences in the past six months! Save your two mothers and brothers from always talking about you being a naughty boy as soon as you leave this house.
Forgot the whole family!”
"Brother Cong? But Brother Cong is back?" The late emperor had always been very well-informed, and he had been very concerned about King Fu's condition recently. As soon as he heard that the fat man who was often cheated by him had returned to Luoyang, he quickly put down the work at hand and brought him to Luoyang.
A whole family came running over.
"Brother, you're here just in time. Have you brought out the items I asked you to help make?" Seeing the late emperor who burst into the door directly, Zhu Youcong suddenly remembered that in order to improve the medical level of Ming Dynasty, he relied on
I drew a lot of simple medical equipment from memory. Maybe Wu Youxing and others will actually come in handy after they arrive.
"I knew you would ask!" Zhu Qiji took the big package handed over by Mo Mingyue and said with a smile: "No, I just selected a batch to bring here..."
"Father, would you like me to show you the child first?" It seemed that there was nothing wrong with King Fu Wang. Although Zhu Youcong did not dare to put the needle barrel with a thick calf that was used to prick an elephant to himself.
Fat Dad said hello to me, but I still decided to occasionally use the barefoot doctor's magic skills to take body temperature and other things, so as to avoid those quack doctors who always say that I am wrong here and wrong there!" If others dare to use those weird things to
King Fu could throw him directly into prison if he stabbed him, but it was different if he became his most doting son who was also favored by the gods.
"The body temperature is normal, the heartbeat is a little fast, and the blood pressure seems to be a little high..." After struggling for a long time, Zhu Youcong couldn't figure out what was going on. Maybe he was just a fat father in his forties.
Older?
Not only was Zhu Youcong confused, but even Wu Youxing and other famous doctors who arrived three days later were confused about King Fu's strange disease. It was said that the fat king was not sick, but he did feel chest tightness. And after using those
There seems to be some problems with the new instruments when tested according to the methods given by Western magicians and generals. This little monster will not trick anyone. But to say that he is sick, whether it is from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine or slowly getting into contact with it,
As far as Western medicine is concerned, it really can’t find anything.
"Mr. Ruoxu, look at this..." If King Fu accidentally catches a cold or cholera, Wu Youxing will definitely be able to see through it at a glance and cure the disease, but now he is really not sure about the situation.
What a strange disease it is.
"Beautiful! So beautiful..." Chen Shigong may not be able to scrape bones to heal injuries, nor can he perform craniotomy in such a simple environment, but if he wants to use the golden needle extraction method to treat any cataract, it is easy to do it.
.It is a pity that this old doctor, who is nearly eighty years old and writes about his experience of practicing medicine for more than 40 years in the palace, may have become a little confused because of the bumps along the way. He can't see anything inappropriate about King Fu.
.On the contrary, he became very interested in the exquisite surgical tools on the case. "Jiayan, what do you think?"
"The qi and blood vessels in the chest are blocked, and there is neither internal disease nor external injury..." Yu Jiayan, who emphasized syndrome differentiation and treatment and has rich clinical experience, was also in a dilemma. The symptoms shown by King Fu were neither typhoid fever nor dryness. Practice medicine like this
For many years, he had never seen such a strange disease. "Could it be..." As he muttered, Yu Jiayan plunged into the medical skills he brought this time.
The people in the room were busy flipping through books and looking up classics, and the people outside the room were even more anxious. Seeing that the results had not come out for a long time, Princess Fu Yao, who felt a little relieved after being fooled by her barefoot doctor, said anxiously:
"Cong'er, your father doesn't really have anything..."
"Of course not. I have some medical knowledge! Didn't I treat my father a few days ago? It's nothing serious!" In order not to affect others' ability to make a correct diagnosis, Zhu Youcong also failed to enter.
Inside the house, until now, he was still on tenterhooks and afraid of some bad news coming from inside. But he had to deceive himself and make a promise by patting his chest.
Just before everyone was about to lose their patience, the door finally opened, and Yu Jiayan took the lead and rushed to Zhu Youcong and said: "I would also like to ask the general and the three young princes to let me have a diagnosis and treatment..."
What on earth is going on? Aren't you studying my fat dad's condition? Why did it change to a family physical examination? Zhu Youcong was full of doubts as he waited for Yu Jiayan to finish tormenting his four brothers. Then he couldn't help but ask: "Sir, I
What disease does your father have?"
"General, please be patient!" Yu Jiayan did not reply, but asked the large number of imperial doctors around him: "Comrades, what do you think?"
After whispering for a while, Wu Youxing answered on behalf of all the imperial doctors. "It should be right. In our opinion, it is exactly what Brother Jiayan said. Not only the prince is suffering from this, but also the general..."
It's so amazing that they can diagnose genetic diseases without using any advanced equipment? Before Zhu Youcong had time to react, the two princesses next to him were so frightened that they lost their minds. The old one hadn't been cured yet.
Then it was found that the youngest one also suffered from a strange disease. How can the whole family survive? Yao said with a cry in his voice: "My lords, what is the hidden disease of my prince and others?"
"Princess, just take comfort in it, the prince's illness is not serious!" After a pause, Yu Jiayan was not afraid of scaring others to faint and continued: "It's just that the treatment may..."
"Sir, please come here. No matter what good medicine you need, the imperial court will do its best to meet your needs!" Zhu Qiji knew very well that although his three brothers would support the future of the entire Ming Dynasty, at least for now, most of the important tasks of supporting the entire empire were
It all fell on the shoulders of that little fat man. The illness of King Fu may not be an earth-shattering event. If even the generals of the Ming Dynasty fell, it would not only be a threat to the Zhu family's Jiangshan Sheji.
Without his military support before the reform, the corrupt Confucians would soon come back, and the Ming Dynasty would return to its original path and linger on.
"To say that this disease is extremely easy to cure even though there are few medicines and stones, it depends on whether you are willing to cooperate with my treatment..." Yu Jiayan and others really did not expect that they would encounter such a strange disease in their medical career. If not
That magical little general added such a stroke of magic in a small corner of the medical book, and they were helpless.
Zhu Qiji wished he could turn himself into a woodpecker and peck out a big hole in Yu Jiayan's body to show his sincerity. He nodded hastily and said: "Cooperate! Of course we will cooperate with our wholeheartedly! Please come up with a good prescription as soon as possible, sir!"
"In this case, the prescription we are waiting for only has two words..." The two words that Zhu Youcong was most afraid of hearing after coming to Ming Dynasty finally came out of the mouth of a generation of miracle doctor Yu Jiayan. "Lose weight!" (To be completed)