Spring and Autumn I Am King

Have a word in advance?

The doctor Fu Sou frowned slightly when he heard the words. Doctor Bian Que, a famous doctor from Qin and Yue, this famous doctor who has traveled all over the world has a better reputation among the people, but he is not paid much attention in the circle of the doctor. When I hear this, is it necessary to negotiate the remuneration and conditions first?

However, it is not.

Bian Que said to the crowd, "If people in high positions can prevent them from getting sick, and allow good doctors to treat them as soon as possible, then the disease can be cured and the body can live."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, wondering what the doctor didn't rush to treat, but what was the purpose of this long talk, only Dong Anyu and Zhao Wuxi listened quietly.

Speaking of this, Bian Que's tone became vainly serious: "The thing that patients and their families are worried about is that they have too many diseases; and the thing that doctors worry about is that they are worried about the lack of ways to treat diseases. No matter whether the patient is high or low, whether it is the monarch or the Savages, old men would say such things."

"The old man has practiced medicine for forty years, but there are six diseases that cannot be cured: arrogance and indulgence without reasoning, one will not be cured; one will not be cured if the body is light, but money is the most important, if he refuses to do his best to cure, two will not be cured; If the qi and blood are disordered, the essence of the five internal organs cannot be kept within, and the fourth cannot be cured. One of them is very difficult to treat!"

Zhao Wuxi understood what he meant, and took a half step forward and said, "We will obey the instructions of Mr. Bian Que, and I will ask Mr. Bian Que to keep my father's life safe and healthy!"

Bian Que smiled and nodded, "If that's the case, the general's illness can be cured."

Under the command of Bian Que, his two disciples quickly placed the medicine box and syringe in a place that Bian Que was most familiar with and comfortable with, then lowered the curtain and asked the extra people to leave the room.

Inside the curtain, the three masters and apprentices cut the pulse for Zhao Yang to heal the disease, and for a while they could only hear the sound of Xixi Susuo.

Outside the curtain, the gentleman Bolu and his retainers paced back and forth.

It has been five days, although under the coordination of Dong Anyu and Zhao Wuxi. With the efforts of all the doctors, everything in the Zhao family is running as usual, even better than when Zhao Yang was determined to be his own. But the news inevitably leaked, although there was little evidence from the outside world. It's just speculation as a market gossip, but if things go on like this, sooner or later, it will lead to drastic changes.

So when Bian Que, this last hope came, everyone was worried about gain and loss. I was full of hope, but I was afraid of bad news.

Bo Lu rubbed his hands together, walked to Zhao Wu Xie, who forced himself to be calm, and asked, "Wu Xie, can this doctor really revive my father?"

Although Zhao Wuxi believed in Bian Que, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart. He was about to answer when he heard an old and clear voice from the side.

"Yes, definitely."

The two brothers turned around. But they found out that it was the blind musician Gao holding the qin, their music and etiquette teacher.

The second son saluted respectfully, and then asked without a shirt, full of suspicion, how Shi Gao came here.

Musician Gao closed his eyes, as if listening to the anxious heartbeat and breathing of everyone in the side hall, and even muttered to himself.

"My lord is happy, but he hasn't called me to play the qin and drums for five days. The lord is very active, but I haven't heard him in the lower palace for five days, and he has not heard the sound of his horse-riding, hunting and drunken whistling. So I know. When I came here, Dong Zi asked me not to stop the old man. He knew that I was just an old blind man who kept his mouth shut like a bottle.

Dong Anyu had already left the hall when Bian Que went in to diagnose and treat Zhao Yang, and continued to handle Zhao's official business as usual, acting capable and calm. The closer to this critical moment, the more you can see the calmness and insight of this capable minister.

Bo Lu asked: "How does the young master know. Can Yi Bian Que heal his father?"

With the help of Zhao Wuxi, Shi Gao found a pouch to sit on his knees, put the qin on his lap, and said, "I know the name of the doctor Bian Que, and I dare to ask the two gentlemen, the state of Qi and the state of Jin received his favor. Why do the people of the country call him Bian Que?"

After the two looked at each other, they answered in unison: "The boy is stupid, I don't know."

The teacher tuned the violin in a high-pitched tone and continued: "In the time of Ping Gong, my teacher, Shi Kuangneng, played music, attracting hundreds of birds to greet him. Whispering hum... Therefore, the "Bird Sutra" was composed because of the sound of birds."

Musician Gao started to fiddle with the strings as he spoke, as if the birds were chirping in unison, and at the same time interrupted the anxiety of everyone in the side hall.

"The Book of Birds says, magpies chirping and chirping. The savages of Qi and Jin believe that magpies are good news, and that Qin and Yue people treat illnesses and save people. Wherever they go, they bring health and well-being there, like flying magpies, wherever they go. , and bring good news to the sick there."

"That's why he is called Yi Bian Que, the messenger sent by the Emperor of Heaven to save Li Shu and the lord! Dong Zi asked the old man to wait here, just to play a song for the lord and for the Zhao clan when Yi Bian Que came out. Rejoice!"

Zhao Wuxi suddenly realized that this was the origin of Bian Que's name.

As soon as the musician Gao finished speaking, Bian Que lifted the curtain and walked out.

Facing everyone's earnest eyes and the general's inquiries, Bian Que sighed and said, "General, still not awake."

...

On the couch in the side hall, Doctor Bian Que was drinking the syrupy water, and he talked eloquently: "In the past, Duke Mu of Qin also had this situation, and he suddenly fainted. Knowing that it was due to wind disease, it took seven days to wake up."

"On the day I woke up, Duke Mu of Qin told the doctor Gongsun Zhi and the doctor Ziyu: I have been alone in the nine heavens where the Emperor of Heaven lives, and these days have been very happy. The reason why I stayed for a long time is because I am receiving the teachings of the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven told Gu: The state of Jin will be in great chaos, and there will be no peace in the fifth generation; their descendants will dominate, but they will not die, and the son of the hegemon will triumph over our country, but the Jin state will be indistinguishable between men and women."

"The doctor, Gongsunzhi, wrote down Duke Mu's dream in a pamphlet, and hid it as a prophecy for Qin's public office. Sure enough, within a few years, there was chaos in the Jin Dynasty when it was the time of the Duke Xian. , Duke Wen's hegemony, Duke Xiang's defeat of the Qin army in Weishan, and you will condone it when you go back. All of these are known to you. Now your lord's illness is the same as that of Duke Mu of Qin. People who are ill will either get sick or get up half-hearted. Paralyzed. But after my acupuncture and pulse management medicine, I was able to wake up within three days. I recovered as before, and I must have something to say to my second and third sons when I get better."

Dong Anyu, Yin Duo, You Wuzheng and other doctors from the Zhao family sat around him with strange expressions on their faces. The same is true for Zhao Wuxi. If the person in front of him was not the famous doctor Bian Que in later generations, Wu Xie would not have believed a single word of what he said, and he would have been thrown out as a magic cudgel.

But no one dared to do so, just let him talk freely. Because the family doctor who was waiting next to him also corroborated Bian Que's statement, the lord Zhao Yang's blood vessels, which had gradually become disordered in the past few days, returned to peace, and his pale complexion that had begun to lose weight turned red again.

In this way, the method of treating Bian Que has worked, but it will take two or three days to see the results.

He prescribed a batch of prescriptions for Zhao's family physicians to collect medicines, and then took two disciples to take care of Zhao Yang every day to treat him with acupuncture and moxibustion.

Seeing that Zhao Yang was getting better day by day, and even occasionally said a few words in his sleep, Ji Ying and Lingzi were pleasantly surprised.

Dong Anyu. Zhao Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a stone in his heart that he hadn't put down.

And Zhang Mengtan, who has been assisting and accompany the shirtless these days, also advised: "When the sky is about to dawn, the night is the darkest, although the general has improved, but he has not woken up for a day, and the crisis of the Zhao family will not be able to do it for a day. Dismissed, please gentlemen and doctors be careful!"

Indeed, the lower palace was still calm, and the call for the establishment of the prince to manage the government gradually subsided. The doctors all hoped that Zhao Yang would recover and take charge of the Zhao family again.

But outside the lower palace, all the ministers heard some rumors and sent people to test it. Dong Anyu and Fu Sou usually prevaricate with rhetoric. Only Han and Dong Anyu asked Bo Lu to tell the truth, and hoped to get their help and support.

As for Xinjiang Market, the news that Zhao Qing had died suddenly had already spread all over the sky.

Fortunately, I am thankful for the continuous rebellion of Chengzhou in the south. The old jackal Fan Yang and the fox Zhibo Duqin had gone, not in Xinjiang. But according to Dong Anyu's speculation, in two or three days, these rumors of Xinjiang will probably spread to Chengzhou and Chaoge, and those two will definitely make some reactions.

Zhao's most dangerous enemy in Xinjiang is currently only Zhong Xingyin, but he doesn't know how he will react to the rumor that "Zhao Qing is dead".

Three days! Zhao Wuxi only hoped that the Heavenly Emperor, who had already made a miracle happen once, could give Zhao Clan three more days!

...

"Three days, it only takes three days, and grandfather will be able to send back the news!"

Immediately to the northeast of the Zhao clan's territory, is a private town occupied by the Zhongxing clan, whose size and population are almost the same as those of the lower palace.

In the side hall of the Bank of China, the door was closed, and candles were burning inside. There were three people kneeling on the seat and talking secretly.

The person who just spoke was Fan Jia in gorgeous dark clothes. Opposite him was the Zhong Xingxiong, who was about the same age as him, and sitting behind the front desk was the slightly plump-faced military officer Zhong Xingyin of the State of Jin.

The one placed among the three was a detailed map of the surroundings of Xinjiang, made of lambskin, from the south to the north. The six big red dots dotted above are the thousand-room towns of Liuqing, and the rest of the small black dots and black lines are roads and townships.

Bank of China Heigou looked at the map and thought for a while, then said, "So, it will take three days for Fan Bo to send back the news, and it will take at least half a decade to lead the troops back."

Zhong Xingyin, who was sitting at the top, also looked at Fan Jia and said, "According to my nephew's suggestion, we can't sit still and wait until Fan Bo returns. It was really a sudden death. However, the lower palace city has high walls and thick walls, and there is a division of soldiers. Suzhi will be used for three years.

Fan Jia said: "Exactly! I want to let Bo Zhong Xing know, the boy thinks that we don't need to attack the lower palace, we only need to attack the surrounding towns. If the lower palace responds very quickly, it means that the situation can still be controlled; Self-help, it means that the internal chaos has been caused! You can take advantage of the situation~www.wuxiahere.com~ to destroy it in one fell swoop!"

Bank of China Yin stroked his short beard and said, "In this case, we should attack one of the corners first. There are many towns in the Zhao family, including Dongxi Township, Tang Township, etc., where should we attack them?"

Fan Jiachao bowed to the two of them, got up, and walked to the map wearing only his feet. After walking around the red dot representing the lower palace, he stepped on one of them.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "The boy thinks that we should attack this place!" (To be continued.)

This chapter is about adding a new update, and I found it now. In July, I was handicapped, and I managed to keep the plot and logic from breaking down twice a day. If it was faster. . . So in the future, it is still guaranteed to be updated twice a day, every Monday or three times a week, and it is really impossible to update it at other times.

In addition, whether you like it or not, the rhythm may be accelerated in July, but the outline will never change.

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