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Twenty years have passed, thinking of the voice and appearance of Emperor Taizu, the emperor still feels his heart throbbing, and the corners of his eyes are slightly red.

"Father," after a while, Chu Yi's clear voice rang out in the quiet Dongnuan Pavilion, "It is said in the world that the great ancestor burned the manuscript before he died."

The emperor took a few deep breaths, calmed down, calmed down a little, and said in a hoarse voice: "Taizu wrote several manuscripts before his death, most of them were torn up and burned by him, leaving only I wrote the last one. Not long after that one was finished, the Taizu drove the crane west..."

"And the codex is gone."

"Before Emperor Taizu's coffin entered the imperial mausoleum, the late emperor searched the entire imperial palace several times, digging three feet, but found nothing."

"Hey, the first emperor always suspected that Aunt Fengyang took the manuscript."

Having said that, the emperor rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a deep sense of exhaustion welling up.

Seeing the emperor's exhaustion, Chu Yi got up and walked to the emperor's side, and said in a low voice, "Father, it's time for you to take a nap."

The emperor is already in the year of knowing his destiny. These years, the dragon's body has not been in good condition, and he has suffered a minor illness every three to five days. In the past few months, it is because of Chu Yi's return to the country. People are in good spirits on happy occasions. Seeing that the spirit is getting better.

Seeing his son's concerned eyes, the emperor couldn't help but smile, patted his son's hand without saying a word, and said with a relieved smile, "Okay, I'm going to rest."

The emperor let go of the shopkeeper and ignored everything, and asked Zhao Rang to hold the "Peach Blossom Picture" for him, and left Shi Shiran.

As soon as the emperor left, Chu Yi told Xiaoshi, "Go and call He Lie."

After half a cup of tea, He Lie, the Commander of Jin Yiwei, came at his command and saluted with his fists clasped.

"What's the matter with Marquis Ji'an?" Chu Yi asked in a calm voice, with a faint smile on his handsome face, which made it hard to see happiness or anger.

He Lie maintained the posture of clasping his fists with a solemn face.

Since Chu Yi took over Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei has truly become the eyes and ears of the emperor. They know all about the recent major events in Beijing.

He Lie replied succinctly: "Marquis Ji'an regretted it. Three days ago, he went to Duke Wei's mansion to ask for forgiveness, and gave himself a dagger..."

"Marquis Ji An's stabbing wasn't too deep, but the first doctor didn't treat the wound properly, which caused external evils to enter the body. The wound became red, swollen, and rotten, resulting in a high fever that didn't go away. I almost went to the gate of hell once."

"That day, Dr. Wan from Wancaotang took the initiative to go to the Hou's Mansion. Mrs. Ji'an Houtai tried a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"After applying the medicine, Marquis Ji'an's fever subsided in the middle of the night, and he woke up at dawn."

"Although his wound has not healed now, he is healed and can almost stay in bed."

The knuckles of Chu Yi's right hand were carelessly tapping on the desk, and the fingers of the other hand occasionally brushed the small blue porcelain jar lightly. His eyelashes were half drooping, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He Lie didn't care much about it.

After He Lie finished reporting, the room fell into a moment of silence.

He Lie looked at Chu Yi quietly, waiting for his order.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, He Lie searched and thought about it, but he thought of another seemingly irrelevant and seemingly related matter, so he said in passing: "Your Highness, Mr. He of the Ministry of War also bought a few The can of Penicillium scatter back."

"oh?"

Chu Yi just said such a simple word, and He Lie understood his intentions, and went on to say with interest: "A few days ago, a team from the Shenshu Camp came back from suppressing bandits in Yanzhou. The lieutenant and several soldiers developed a high fever after being injured, and the military doctor used all kinds of decoctions to no avail, and the wounded had a persistent high fever, so the Ministry of War probably bought penicillin powder for them."

Chu Yi looked at the white medicinal powder in the small porcelain jar, his thin lips curled into an inexplicable arc, and his eyes were deep.

penicillin? Penicillium powder?

He never believed that there would be such a coincidence in this world.

As He Lie said, the Ministry of War really ordered people to buy medicine for this reason, and this medicine was used on those wounded patients that day.

In just two or three days, all the injured patients had their fever subsided.

The injuries they suffered were not serious at all. These soldiers in the army were young and well-established. After the fever subsided, they recovered within a few days.

Wu Zhongde, Minister of the Ministry of War, attached great importance to this matter, and immediately reported the whole story to the emperor, and several military doctors from the Imperial Hospital jointly presented the injuries and medication records of these wounded patients.

Because of this matter, even Princess Fengyang was alarmed.

Hearing that the penicillin written in Taizu's handbook appeared in the world, Fengyang couldn't help but went to the rumored Wancaotang.

But in the past ten days, Wancaotang has been known to everyone in the capital, and even passers-by who pass by by chance will look at it curiously.

Feng Yang raised his head and looked at the signboard with the three golden characters of "Wancaotang", and walked in.

The front hall is very empty, one wall is a row of medicine cabinets extending all the way to the roof, the air is filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, with the smell of wormwood.

This medical hall is quite bright, and at a glance, it is spotless.

"Is the old lady here for medical treatment?" The man with a mask on his face greeted him with a smile, looked up and down the old woman in front of him, and said frothyly, "If you are looking for trauma, see Dr. Wan; the wind-cold headache For internal medicine such as gastrointestinal discomfort, see Dr. Liu; we also have a doctor here who is good at both gynecology and pediatrics."

Fengyang wore an ordinary blue dress today, his gray hair was tied in the simplest bun, and he only had a jade hairpin as jewelry on his whole body.

At first glance, she is an ordinary old woman in the market.

Feng Yang shook his head, his deep eyes turned to the white mask on the guy's face.

The idea of ​​requiring doctors to wear masks was also put forward by Taizu. Taizu said that covering the mouth and nose with masks can prevent some infectious diseases such as colds and coughs, and ordered the Shangyao Bureau to control medical centers and pharmacies all over the world.

It's a pity that once the emperor and the courtiers, after the death of the Taizu, the Shangyao Bureau no longer pursued these rules, and gradually, few medical centers and pharmacies followed them.

The man looked at Fengyang again, and from her demeanor and the emerald jade hairpin she wore on her head, she could be seen as an old lady from a wealthy family, with a wider smile, thinking that she might be an old lady from a rich merchant's family Hearing about the reputation of Wancaotang, I came to join in the fun.

"Old lady, have you ever heard of the penicillin powder from our Wancaotang?" The waiter warmly greeted Fengyang and said, "It's a magic medicine for treating trauma. Buy a copy and take it home to be prepared."

"I just heard the name of your unique secret recipe, so I came here to have a look." Feng Yang continued to walk in, looked at the middle-aged doctor inside, and asked in a casual manner, "Who is your boss?" who?"

These days, there are many people who come to inquire about their boss, and the guy has long been used to responding to similar inquiries, and he replied with a smile: "To be honest, I don't even know."

"I heard from Dr. Wan that he was originally from Yuzhou. He fled to the capital and was accidentally rescued by our master. Dr. Wan was grateful and stayed in the capital to serve the master."

"Old lady, to tell you the truth, even the Ministry of War came to us to buy penicillin powder. Think about the medicine that even the imperial court dared to use. Is it a magic medicine?"

Xiao Er spoke excitedly, Feng Yang listened a little absent-mindedly, what the other party said was similar to Jin Yiwei's investigation.

But Fengyang always felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience. She looked around again, and it was clear that there was actually something special about this clean hospital.

"Give me a can." Feng Yang said lightly.

When the guy heard this, his eyes lit up instantly, and he responded enthusiastically, "Okay!"

He knew that this was an old lady from a rich family. Could this ordinary family give out ten taels of silver casually? !

Fengyang was sent out of Ten Thousand Herb Hall by enthusiastic staff, and the carriage of Princess Mansion was waiting outside.

She was about to get into the carriage when she suddenly stopped, when she saw two familiar figures in a tea shop diagonally across the street.

Two slender figures, one blue and one purple, are licking their ears intimately together. One is lively and sassy, ​​and the other is lazy and bright. The energetic girl makes the surrounding colors seem to brighten up.

Isn't this the girl from the Wei family, and... that little girl from the Gu family who is a bit strange!

Feng Yang raised his eyebrows, and stopped in place without moving.

The female guard beside her was about to help her into the carriage, but when she saw this, she called softly: "Master?" She thought something was wrong.

Feng Yang raised his hand and made a gesture, signaling them to go first, and walked towards the tea shop diagonally opposite by himself. A few feet away, he heard Wei Jiaoniang's giggles, as clear as a bell.

The girl's good mood couldn't be concealed, it was so contagious that Feng Yang's lips curled up.

"Jiaoniang." She called out, and the two little girls in the tea shop with their backs to her turned their heads to look at her in unison.

"Dian..." Wei Jiaoniang smiled brightly. "What a coincidence."

Wei Jiaoniang hesitated for a moment, then warmly greeted Feng Yang to sit down.

She didn't pay attention to where Fengyang came from, but Gu Yanfei did. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Wancaotang not far away, and then looked away calmly.

Wei Jiaoniang called the waiter from the tea shop to serve Fengyang tea, and said with a smile: "Are you also here to see the fun?"

"What's the excitement?" Feng Yang asked casually.

"Hey, grandpa is coming back today." Wei Jiaoniang said energetically, "I'll take Yan Fei to watch the excitement."

Saying that, Wei Jiaoniang pointed in the direction of the west city gate.

Feng Yang looked in the direction the little girl pointed, and saw another very familiar figure at the gate of the city.

"Marquis Ji'an?" Feng Yang's tone was flat, neither hot nor cold.

Wei Jiaoniang leaned over and whispered, "He is also here to wait for grandfather."

Regarding the incident between Wei Wan, Xu Yan, and Xu Luo's father and son, although the parties were holding back temporarily for various reasons, Fengyang was well-informed and knew a thing or two.

After impeaching Marquis Ji'an, Duke Wei begged to see the emperor in private, and explained the cause and effect with snot and tears.

Feng Yang is quite disdainful of Ji'an Hou Xu Yan.

At this moment, Xiao Er served tea while yelling.

This kind of tea shop on the street is not as good as those serious tea houses, the tea they provide is just rough tea for ordinary people to quench their thirst.

But Feng Yang didn't care, picked up the teacup, blew on it, and drank a few sips. He looked so unrestrained, not like a high-ranking and luxurious princess at all.

Gu Yanfei looked at Fengyang, then at the cup of tea in front of Wei Jiaoniang.

Even if Wei Jiaoniang didn't say a word of disgust, Gu Yanfei couldn't see that Wei Jiaoniang was not used to this kind of tea shop on the street, and she didn't feel very comfortable. The reason why she chose to sit down in such a place was to Just watch the fun.

Because wanting to watch the fun is above all else, Wei Jiaoniang doesn't care about these details.

But Fengyang is different.

Gu Yanfei stared fixedly at Fengyang, looking at the wise eyes of the other party who were old but not cloudy.

Seeing Gu Yanfei looking at him, Feng Yang also looked at Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yanfei was wearing a half-new purple Hufu riding outfit, with a black flame whip on her waist, sitting in this simple tea shop, her posture was casual, with a bit of carelessness, just like her Able to blend naturally into any environment.

No matter where she is, she can be so leisurely and at ease, like the breeze and flowing clouds, free and at ease.

It's really not easy for a little girl who hasn't grown up to have such a bearing... It's no wonder that kid Chu Yi has eyes and hearts.

Thinking about it, Feng Yang looked at Gu Yanfei with the love and joy of an elder in his eyes, with a soft expression, and thought: that kid Chu Yi still has eyesight.

Feng Yang took another sip of the warm and burnt barley tea, and said with a smile: "I may not have had this barley tea for a long time."

"I remember the first time I drank this barley tea when I was a child. After walking through a quagmire with my father, I was exhausted. My father carried me out for the second half of the journey."

"After waking up, my father secretly gave me barley tea behind others' backs. At that time, I thought the tea was delicious, and it was the best tea in the world..."

At that time, she was only five or six years old, but now, she is almost seventy.

This person, I really can't accept my old age, she has been thinking about the past more and more these days...

Feng Yang felt a little sad, a little sad... the sadness of the passing away lingered in his heart.

Of course Wei Jiaoniang knew that Fengyang's father was referring to Emperor Taizu, her eyes were burning, and she looked at Fengyang with admiration, her eyes were extremely warm.

She heard a lot from her grandfather and grandmother about Princess Fengyang, mostly about how Fengyang galloped the battlefield and how Fengyang helped Taizu Anbang to settle the country, but the story Fengyang told about her when she was young was still the first one. I heard it once.

Wei Jiaoniang looked down at the cup of dark brown barley tea in front of her, the smell of burnt wheat permeated her nose, and the tea soup was rough.

Wei Jiaoniang picked up the teacup and drank down the barley tea that she had a little dislike for just now.

The tea in the mouth is slightly bitter and burnt, and the taste is slightly sweet and refreshing, and there is a strong aroma of barley tea permeating the mouth.

Well, although the taste of this barley is rough, it has a special taste.

Wei Jiaoniang savored the taste in her mouth, put the cup on the table, and boldly shouted: "One more cup."

Xiao Er hurriedly refilled another cup of tea for Wei Jiaoniang.

Feng Yang put the small blue porcelain pot he just bought on the table, and asked in a low voice: "Girl, what tricks can you see?"

Feng Yang heard from the emperor and Chu Yi that this powder was first presented by Gu Yanfei to Gu Yuan.

Gu Yanfei shook her head.

After she took this so-called penicillin powder back to her home that day, she studied it for several days, but she couldn't figure out what it was.

Two days ago, Chu Yi asked someone to bring her the pulse records of the wounded soldiers in the army. Gu Yanfei also looked at them carefully, but still found nothing.

Gu Yanfei didn't feel frustrated. In this vast world, there were many things and means she didn't know.

Instead, she found it interesting and excited, and said: "Judging from the pulse records of those injured, this medicine is indeed miraculous."

"After taking the medicine, it takes about half an hour to take initial effect and start to reduce the fever... Within three days, the condition can basically be stabilized, and if it is serious, it will take another two days of medicine."

Feng Yang looked at the small porcelain pot with erratic eyes, and after a long silence, he asked: "Girl, what if it's you?"

"It can be cured." Gu Yanfei nodded slightly, "The hemostatic talisman, clearing fire pill, and supplemented with golden needles, but I must treat the symptoms, and I can only save one person at a time. Unlike this penicillium powder, even an ordinary doctor can use it." It saves a lot of people."

"However, so far, there are still too few people who have used this medicine, and there are only a dozen cases, so I don't know..."

"I don't know if it will be effective for everyone, and will there be any sequelae?" Feng Yang interjected.

In ancient times, Shen Nong Chang Baicao determined the medicinal properties of a herb sometimes by chance, and often by inevitability. It summed up some experience of doctors in medicine for thousands of years, especially for poisonous medicinal materials such as centipede and aconite. When using medicine, it is necessary to carefully consider the dosage and consider the compatibility.

The difference is a thousand miles away, and if one is not done well, it will not save people, but harm them.

Gu Yanfei nodded again, and asked casually: "Do you understand medical theory?"

Feng Yang seemed to have never heard of it, she seemed to be recalling something, immersed in her own thoughts, her eyes became more erratic, and then said: "It will not work for some people, it will be fatal for some people, and there is no cure. save."

After saying this, Feng Yang raised his head from the teacup, met Gu Yanfei's slightly surprised gaze, seemed to know what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "My late father told me all this."

"My late father said that although penicillin is not perfect, its advantages far outweigh its disadvantages."

Wei Jiaoniang didn't know what the two of them were talking about, she couldn't hear what they were talking about, but when she heard Feng Yang mentioning Emperor Taizu, she couldn't help but cheer up.

She also likes to hear her grandfather and grandmother mention the legendary stories about Emperor Taizu when he was alive, and she only wished that she had not been born more than 20 years earlier, so that she could see Taizu with her own eyes.

Even if she couldn't understand a word, Wei Jiaoniang was still concentrating, her eyes were brighter than the sun outside the tea shed.

Feng Yang noticed the look in the eyes of the little girl of the Wei family, and felt relieved inexplicably, thinking a little playfully: She is really old, when she was young, she was the most impatient to gossip with the little girls, and felt that she might as well go to Dora if she had time A few bows and a few more swings of the sword can save a few people from dying on the battlefield.

But now, just looking at these two lively and cheerful little girls, even her mood will become happy.

Just like what her father said when he was still alive, their generation fought bloody battlefields for the eternal blessing of future generations.

The curvature of the corners of Fengyang's lips also softened a bit, "my late father said that penicillin, as the name suggests, is taken from penicillium, which is the blue mold produced by the rot of fruits, steamed buns, vegetables, etc. Penicillin can be extracted."

"He also said that penicillin should not be taken orally directly. After oral administration, it will be destroyed by stomach acid, so it will be ineffective. The best way is to inject it. External application is the next best thing, and there is no solution."

"My late father only mentioned these few words to me. I don't know the details."

When Emperor Taizu was alive, he had mentioned too many novel things to Fengyang, only these few words were just remembered by Fengyang after thinking for a while on the way out of the palace.

"Mold?" Gu Yanfei showed some interest on his face, and rubbed his chin with his fingers, "Can mold cure external evils from entering the body?"

interesting.

Gu Yanfei silently chewed on what Fengyang said just now, and his spirit was radiant.

"Nine Girls." A young servant in Tsing Yi trotted over from the direction of the city gate. When he ran into the tea shop, he was short of breath, "Here we come, the Duke is here!"

Wei Jiaoniang quickly put down the teacup in her hand, stretched her neck and looked up towards the city gate.

But from her position, no one could be seen yet.

Unlike Xu Yan, Marquis of Ji'an, who was at the gate of the city, he could see the end of the official road at a glance. A hundred feet away, the Duke of Wei led a dozen guards of the Duke's mansion, and they were coming here on horses, with rumbling hooves.