Chapter 146 To save or not to save, that is the question
Why does Zhang Siwei hate Zhang Juzheng so much that he hates him to death?
Because Zhang Siwei could not return to the court before, Zhang Juzheng took it upon himself to accuse Zhang Siwei of being ugly; it was Zhang Juzheng who accelerated the compilation of the records, preventing Zhang Siwei from being promoted to the throne due to his merits. Come on, it was Zhang Juzheng who provoked him first!
That’s why Zhang Siwei wanted to bribe the chef of the Quanchu Guild Hall and kill Zhang Juzheng.
Zhu Yijun rushed to the Jiecui courtyard at an extremely fast speed. The courtiers were not willing to come to this place at all. Even though there was no smell of blood, there was not even a cicada chirping here in the summer. It was a hell on earth, a Zhang Juzheng How cruel is it to dismember a person alive in a place where he shows his terrible authority?
But Zhu Yijun was not afraid at all. Zhang Juzheng, Qi Jiguang, Tan Lun, Lu Tiaoyang, Wang Guoguang, and Hai Rui were all people who watched the excitement and did not take it too seriously. They followed His Majesty into the Jiecui courtyard. .
As soon as Zhu Yijun entered the Jiecuyuan, he asked loudly: "Where is Zhang Siwei? Has he died? It is such a pity that the Yongle Ceremony has not been finished yet!"
Zhang Juzheng could only hold his forehead. In Zhang Juzheng's view, the little emperor was a very benevolent monarch. From the perspective of the emperor's master, although the little emperor occasionally transformed into an indescribable monster, most of the time, the emperor really Very kind.
Before King Dingxiang died of illness, the young emperor did not feel unlucky at all. He went there in person, held Zhu Xizhong’s hand, and accompanied Zhu Xizhong on the last journey. After Zhu Xixiao passed away, Zhu Yijun even served as his disciple. , bid farewell to Zhu Xixiao, because Zhu Xixiao was really the emperor’s teacher.
After Tan Lun fell ill, the dynasty clearly needed Tan Lun to be the governor of military affairs. However, because of Tan Lun's health, the little emperor refused to agree. If anyone advised Tan Lun to work on the battlefield, Zhu Yijun would Since Qi Jiguang returned to Beijing, he had to go to the palace to see him almost every three days. The little emperor always wanted to keep Qi Shuai in the palace to eat.
Yin Zhengmao was so greedy that everyone in the world knew about corrupt officials. Just because he could do things, His Majesty protected him in every possible way. Even when Zhang Juzheng came to give advice, the little emperor refused to accept the advice because he was worried that Yin Zhengmao had difficulties and was afraid of hurting the efforts of his ministers.
Before Yang Bo returned to his hometown as official, His Majesty also singled out Yang Bo’s contribution. After Yang Bo returned, the young emperor also wrote a letter and gave Yang Bo a letter with big characters. After Yang Bo passed away, His Majesty He didn't care about the dirty work in the court at the beginning. He was given posthumous titles, promoted to official positions, and favored.
There are various signs that His Majesty is a benevolent king, but even such a benevolent king has made no secret of his disgust for Zhang Siwei from beginning to end.
The emperor said it was a pity, but his tone was such that he finally gave up!
It's not a pity at all. It's a pity that Zhang Siwei died before he could finish the job at hand.
At this moment, Zhang Siwei had red streaks and green veins on his face. He was holding his stomach and rolling. When the pain was so extreme, he couldn't even cry out. He could only feel the pain in front of him. Waves of dizziness, colorful lights flashing in front of my eyes.
"Arsenic?" Chen Shigong asked Li Shizhen with a tone of confidence as he watched Zhang Siwei hurt like a cooked shrimp.
Li Shizhen stretched out her hand and said, "It can be saved, but whether to save or not?"
To save or not to save, that is a question. Li Shizhen was particularly anxious. He seemed to have returned to the original person. Contradictory self.
As a doctor, he must save every patient in his hands. This is his bounden duty as a doctor. However, this man is hated by His Majesty, and from Chen Shigong’s few words, the earliest one A group of ex-convicts including Wang Jinglong, Chen Hong, etc. were all related to Zhang Siwei.
There are no good or bad people in the court. They are all slanderous machines that eat people without spitting out their bones. Which doctor will end up well if he participates in a party struggle of this level? Why did Li Shizhen run away from Tai Hospital? Tortured by this anxiety, Li Shizhen was in a dilemma.
Now, he encountered this problem again.
"Save...save me." Zhang Siwei did not hear the two doctors talking, but stretched out his hands, trying to grasp the last hope of life.
Zhu Yijun came to the main hall of the hospital. Li Shizhen hurriedly greeted him, recounted the symptoms, and asked eagerly: "Your Majesty, if you don't use medicine, you will die."
Doctor Benevolence, every patient who died in his hands made Li Shizhen feel pain, and rescuing Zhang Siwei meant offending Zhang Juzheng, His Majesty, and the people who wanted to harm Zhang Siwei.
When Zhu Yijun heard that the man was not dead yet, he looked disappointed. He waved his hand and said, "Save me. The fight in the court has nothing to do with the great medical officers. The doctor will try his best to save him, and it will be the same in the future. As long as there is no official notice from the Ministry of Punishment, the chief medical officer will try his best to rescue the prisoners. Live?"
"Well, go ahead." Zhu Yijun nodded.
Zhu Yijun didn't avoid it either. Looking at Zhang Siwei's painful appearance, he frowned slightly. Of course he knew that this was a good opportunity to kill Zhang Siwei at this time, but he wanted to let the Jiefuan Yuan participate in the party struggle in the court. Zhu Yijun was not happy, and there were ten thousand ways to kill him, but it was definitely not to let the senior medical officers of Jieju Hospital break the rules.
Li Shizhen took out a white copper tube that was one finger thick and nearly a foot long. Chen Shigong could not pry Zhang Siwei's mouth open by himself. The little emperor asked Zhao Mengyou to come forward to help, and several people held Zhang Siwei down. After opening Zhang Siwei's mouth, Li Shizhen made some gestures and stuffed the white copper tube in little by little, and then poured the soapy water that had been prepared into Zhang Siwei.
Pancreas is made from pig pancreas and lard, added with sugar, and then added with alkali and plant ash. The lard will decompose into fatty acids under the action of pig pancreas at 40 degrees Celsius. The fatty acids, plant ash and alkali are then melted. A natural reaction occurs and fatty acid soap is produced.
The lard at this time has a strong fishy smell of pancreas. It definitely doesn’t smell good. The various raw materials are not purified. After a bowl of it, is arsenic more poisonous or this? A bowl of something that is infinitely close to Talisman water is more poisonous, which is unknown.
After Li Shizhen finished feeding the decoction, she signaled everyone to stay away. Zhang Siwei burped, and something like foam flowed out from his mouth.
Zhu Yijun looked at it strangely and said doubtfully: "He is foaming at the white foam! Is he dead?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Siwei spit out a mouthful, which can be described as It was colorful, and Zhang Siwei just lay half-lying on his stomach, vomiting everywhere.
Li Shizhen didn't mind it being dirty, so she signaled to Chen Shigong and others, then opened his mouth, stretched the copper pipe in again, and started pouring water. This time, he poured a lot of water.
“Cut your throat.” Li Shizhen pulled out the tube and said.
Zhao Mengyou's fingers directly stretched in, and after a few clicks, the water in Zhang Siwei's stomach surged out again.
Following the same pattern, Li Shizhen fed him water twice more and then gave him a bowl of rich croton soup. This was a laxative. It only took a small amount to kill a strong man like Li Rusong. , diarrhea until the legs were weak, Li Shizhen took a minute, and after drinking this bowl, Zhang Siwei, who everyone thought was dead, suddenly straightened his body.
Zhang Juzheng wanted to step forward and cover the little emperor's eyes. Such a cruel scene would seriously harm the young emperor's physical and mental health.
"Your Majesty, why don't you save me? It's too painful." Wang Chonggu, the patient's family member, looked at such a brutal scene and very solemnly proposed giving up treatment. Wang Chonggu knew very well why Zhang Siwei was carried to the hospital. Yes, it was his son Wang Qian who did it.
So what to save?
Li Shizhen started feeding water again, and after feeding the water, he added one point of concentrated croton juice. After the grain cycle was filled with only water, Li Shizhen nodded. Zhang Siwei's life was no longer in danger.
Zhu Yijun frowned and looked at Zhang Siwei. This was not life-threatening. His vital signs seemed to have almost disappeared.
"Sure enough, it is a very good idea to send scum to the Jiecu Hospital." Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with the treatment process. He thought for a while and said: "Give some more sugar water, don't die in the Jiecu Hospital "
Zhu Yijun said sincerely that since he said he would save him, he would not let Zhang Siwei die in the Jiecu Hospital as a patient.
Concentrated sugar water is a strategic material. On the battlefield, concentrated sugar water can be used to quickly replenish physical strength. It can also be used to treat the wounded. It can quickly increase blood sugar concentration and restore physical strength to a large extent. Zhu Yijun performs physical exercises on weekdays. During training, the palace will prepare pear water with a piece of sugar in it, not much.
Zhang Siwei is not a sinner, but a patient who comes to the hospital and tries his best to save him, which is what he should do.
Zhang Siwei slowly regained consciousness in a puddle of mud. He remembered some things and forgot some things. This was an experience that he would never forget. Death was only a few steps away from him. .
He only remembered that when he was eating breakfast, he felt nausea, vomiting, stomach burning, and abdominal pain. He immediately put his hand down his throat to induce vomiting, and asked his family to send him to Xiecu Hospital for treatment.
Zhang Siwei's first reaction was not to ask his family to send him to Tai Hospital, but to Jiecu Hospital, because the medical skills of Jiecu Hospital were really superb.
Zhu Yijun watched Zhang Siwei open his eyes, exhaled through his nostrils, flung his sleeves and left the Jiecuyuan. It was a pity that he didn't notice the excitement.
Chen Shigong hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "The situation was quite urgent just now. He induced vomiting on his own. In fact, he wouldn't have died if we didn't wash his stomach. Look at him when he came. He's full of life."
Li Shizhen shook his head and said, "After all, he is our patient, so he needs to be washed. When he wakes up, he will have to thank us."
"Then. That's true." Chen Shigong thought for a while and nodded. It would be better to wash it. If he really died, the sign of Jiejuyuan would be destroyed.
Chen Shigong told the truth. Zhang Siwei noticed something was wrong, so he squeezed his throat to induce vomiting. He would not die if he died.
The poison that Zhang Siwei drank was actually red letter stone, or red vitriol, which is common in pharmacies. This stuff is not pure enough. If you want to poison people, you have to increase the dosage.
The red letter stone is arsenic, but the purity is not high.
If you want to get arsenic, you can also calcine realgar to get red arsenic, also called raw arsenic. This kind of red arsenic has the same taste as red letter stone. It really needs further purification and needs to be used. Condensation method.
How to get arsenic: Place the raw arsenic on the fire and cover it with a container, so that the arsenic smoke flies over the container, and then it condenses and becomes tired and droops like a breast. The one with the longer point wins, and the shorter one with the shorter one. The second best.
Chen Shigong and Li Shizhen both mastered this calcining method. Which medical master is not a master of poison? But they rarely take the initiative to spread it.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." When Zhu Yijun returned to the palace, he was still a little pity, but he didn't regret it. The doctors of the Ming Dynasty were always in a dilemma. They could simply treat diseases and save people. Zhang Siwei arrived This time of being on the verge of death was not in vain.
Arsenic is an effective poison. Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty was poisoned to death by the old witch Empress Dowager Cixi with a bowl of arsenic poison. The autopsy report on Guangxu’s open coffin clearly stated It shows that the cause of Guangxu's death was arsenic.
This stuff is really easy to use. If the purity is not high, the dosage must be large, and at the same time, it cannot make people spit it out.
After Wang Chonggu returned home, he called his son. After making sure that there was no ear behind the wall, Wang Chonggu whispered: "Zhang Siwei is still alive. Did you do it cleanly?" "Clean, the person has been sent away. Sichuan. "Wang Chonggu's son Wang Qian was very quick in his actions and handled the follow-up very quickly. The cook was poisoned and left the city without any delay. He changed the road and disappeared with a lifetime of money. Without a trace.
Zhang Siwei can't find anyone if he wants to take revenge. It's as difficult as going to the sky to know the truth. Just like Zhang Siwei did, the truth of the matter is as if it's underwater.
"Why did your Majesty want to save Zhang Siwei?" Wang Qian said somewhat strangely.
Wang Chonggu’s face became even weirder when he heard this question and said: “Because your Majesty is a gentleman, even though the Jiecu Hospital seems dirty, your Majesty still won’t let Zhang Siwei die there. The great medical officers Our duty is to treat illnesses and save people, just like soldiers who have to fight. Fighting is a war, and winning is a bounden duty. Everyone should perform their duties."
"Don't mess with the chief medical officer of the hospital. Is the disease not allowed to be diagnosed and treated by great medical officials?”
Of course Wang Qian could understand the logic, but he never believed that good people are rewarded. He smiled and said: "I hate these gentlemen very much. They are always restricted by various gentleman's rules. It's okay, I'm a villain." "If Zhang Siwei doesn't die once, can't I do it a second time?"
"Zhang Siwei doesn't seem to understand what kind of Shura hell it is to have the power of life and death in the hands of villains, so let him feel it. "
"Don't you like to make headless cases? Let him have a taste of this."
"Okay. ."
Wang Chonggu thought about it and said, "Forget it if you don't die, let him know that if you walk all day and night, you will eventually encounter ghosts. He just doesn't understand this truth. Zhang Juzheng got it. Fortunately, he is a gentleman. If Zhang Juzheng was a villain, Zhang Siwei would have died a long time ago."
"It would be great if he died. Then we would arrange a scene where Zhang Siwei scolded the cook and drank the cook's blood to practice witchcraft. In order to seek immortality, he was poisoned by the cook. This story is perfect."
Wang Qian always felt that this story was familiar. He thought for a moment and asked: "What my father is talking about is not the Renyin Palace Change. , the time when Emperor Sejong was almost strangled to death? "
Emperor Jiajing's Taoism was actually the follow-up to the Great Etiquette. After Emperor Jiajing called his biological father his father, the old Taoist priests wanted to consolidate it. With his own authority, he kept using Taoism to deify himself. In the 19th year of Jiajing, Yang Zui, the imperial servant, admonished the state council and bluntly pointed out the absurdity of seeking immortality. He asked Emperor Jiajing to stop practicing Taoism. The old Taoist priest refused to listen and directly sent Yang Zui away. Killed with a stick.
The Renyin Palace Incident was the turning point of the Jiajing Dynasty. The New Deal of the first twenty years of Jiajing was destroyed in just a few years. Border affairs were neglected, Japanese invasion gradually emerged, and the world was tired.
Zhang Siwei truly felt what kind of Shura hell it would be if the power of life, death, reward, power and punishment was in the hands of villains.
When Zhang Siwei woke up leisurely in the Jiecuyuan, he felt as if he was exhausted. His soul seemed to float out of his body and be stripped away from the world. His eyes were dull and he looked blankly. On the bed curtain.
Chen Shigong saw that Zhang Siwei had woken up and said coldly: "Are you awake? If you're awake, just go back quickly."
Chen Shigong hated Zhang Siwei very much and was among the first to be killed. The ex-convicts in the hospital were inextricably related to Zhang Siwei. Those people shouted in horror, Mr. Zhang, save me. Is it Zhang Siwei's Zhang or Zhang Juzheng's Zhang?
With the change of emperor, as the chief minister of the empire and the ancestor of the palace, can he really guarantee his status?
The big medical officer's words brought Zhang Siwei back to reality from his dissociated state. He trembled and looked at Chen Shigong in horror. He slowly understood the situation. He knew It was indeed the right choice to send him to Jiejuyuan while he was still alive.
"Great medical officer, saved me?" Zhang Siwei looked at Chen Shigong blankly and asked.
Chen Shigong said impatiently: "Your Majesty has decreed that we must be saved. Your Majesty will not let us get involved in your party disputes. If you gentlemen want to fight, just fight, and don't involve us. How are you, a lowly commoner?”
“Your Majesty?” Zhang Siwei’s chaotic mind finally regained its clarity. As long as His Majesty orders it, no! As long as His Majesty came a little later, Zhang Siwei would have walked onto the Naihe Bridge instead of wandering around the gate of hell.
Soon, a terrifying question appeared in his mind, who on earth wanted to kill him like this!
The names Zhang Juzheng, Tan Lun, and Ge Shouli appeared in his mind one after another, but they were excluded one by one. Naturally, he also suspected Wang Chonggu, but he quickly excluded Wang Chonggu because Wang Chonggu He was his uncle, and Zhang Siwei was Wang Chonggu’s nephew! These are relatives and friends who have broken bones and muscles.
Zhang Siwei thought about it, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind, Gao Gong!
It was probably Gao Gong. The more Zhang Siwei thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, because Gao Gong had the motive and ability to do it. In the assassination of the king and the driving case, Gao Gong had resentment in his heart, but it was not good. When an attack occurs, wait until the situation gradually subsides, then follow the same method and retaliate against the other person in the same way.
Zhang Siwei restored what he believed to be the truth.
"Hurry up and leave." Chen Shigong urged Zhang Siwei impatiently.
Zhang Siwei stood up staggeringly and said, "Thank you, the medical officer, for saving your life."
Li Shizhen waved her hand and looked at Zhang Siwei who was being helped away by his family. Li Shizhen smiled at Chen Shigong and said, "Look, he still has to thank us."
"Yes." Chen Shigong replied nonchalantly.
The official wool factory of the Ming Dynasty was under construction in full swing. The factory was located in Wanping, Gyeonggi Province, instead of the more convenient northwest, Xuanfu and Datong. The purpose of this was naturally to facilitate the imperial court to control the northwest.
And Wu Dui bought large and large bags of wool in the northwest. Although these northern captives who sold wool were not sure why the imperial court wanted these useless wools. These wools would be used in the cleaning factory of Xuanda. , washed in fermented urine, and then sent to Wanping's woolen factory.
The wool will be washed again in the woolen factory. A white powder mixed with plant ash extract is poured into the woolen factory basket by basket.
Of course, the craftsmen didn't know what they were dumping, but after the wool was treated in this way, it would become soft and smooth, making it easier to spin, weave and dye. After four months of preparation, the first pure woolen wool appeared. Within Wanping's officialdom.
Legas looked at the precision pure woolen fabrics and kept stroking the extremely exquisite, flat, soft and crisp fabrics, and said with emotion: "More than two hundred years ago, England's main exports were Wool, just like the long history, they are always exporting bags of wool. At the highest point, they can sell more than 20,000 bags, which can weave more than 80,000 pieces of wool satin. These wools are concentrated in France. , Germany, Milan and other regions.”
“Damn the British, the quantity of wool exported is getting lower year by year, from 20,000 bags to 8,000 bags, to now. The export of wool is prohibited and all is used to make woolen wool. Now England can export nearly 150,000 woolen woolens every year. These woolen woolens have become their main source of wealth."
"Wool once occupied the country. It accounted for 90% of England's exports and earned 147,000 silver coins every year. Later, woolen woolen cloth accounted for 90% of England's exports and earned 900,000 silver coins every year. After a slight conversion, it is about 603,000 taels. "
"Damn the British! They have enclosed all the land owned by their own people and planted it with winter fodder: cyanine and king leaf grass. They don't care about the life and death of their own farmers. They also import dyes, spices, tobacco and cane sugar. , civilians can’t afford sweets!”
Le Ya was angrily scolding the British for being cruel at home, because the British’s completely cruel land enclosure movement at home has concentrated most of the means of production. In the hands of large landowners, less cultivated land, more pastures, and more landless civilians mean more factories, which are creating wealth day by day for England's nobles and businessmen.
But these wealth returned to the hands of merchants because the land was occupied and the price of food soared. The food imported by England came from Andalusia, the most fertile land in Spain.
Chen Xuexue thought about it for a while and asked: "So, is the conflict between your country and the British mainly reflected in the wool business?"
Legas thought seriously After a long while, he shook his head and said: "It's not exactly a competition for wool. The green-clad giants in the highly autonomous Andalucia region collude with the British all day long, causing a lot of trouble to the empire."
< br>Chen Xuexue can actually understand Legaz's troubles. Andalusia is a land that has been ruled by the Hui people for more than a thousand years. The Hui people here are alienated from their court and flirt with the English. Excusable.
How to understand Spain’s Andalusian Troubles? It can almost be understood as the ethnic party in the northwest.
“Can such exquisite woolen satin be sold to us? Let England experience the charm of oriental woolen satin. They are so exquisite that they will definitely occupy the English woolen market immediately!” Li Ya Shi said quite excitedly.
Chen Xuexue understood these words to mean that Spain had lost their traditional commodity advantage in the woolen market, and the outbreak of the war was not necessarily entirely due to religious reasons.
“No, no, no, the output of the official factory is too little. We don’t plan to do sea trade in the short term.” Chen Xuexue smiled and rejected Legas’ proposal. Woolen cloth made of pure wool, but A type of fur, it is extremely warm. There is extremely strong demand in Ming Dynasty and Taixi will not be supplied in the short term.
Wool cloths of various designs and colors were first sent to the palace, and then several woolen cloaks were made by Shang Yi Supervisor.
Zhu Yijun looked around and around the woolen cloak and kept nodding. Shang Yijian's aesthetics is quite normal. This is a full-wrap design with a straight collar and a double placket. It is sleeveless. It is longer than the knee, a bit like the Ming Dynasty's mantle, with exquisite silk decoration on the lace, and a mink fur collar on top. This is a unisex design that can be worn by men and women just by changing the color.
"This is a very good thing. I'll give it to you, sir." Zhu Yijun said to Feng Bao.
Feng Bao obeyed the order of his leader, and he guessed that this thing would definitely be sent to the Quanchu Guild Hall. It was a good thing, and the little emperor never forgot to reward Zhang Juzheng.
Feng Bao came to the Quanchu Guild Hall with the gift of clothes, and announced the gift of a woolen cloak. The cloak has three buttons on the front for fastening, and a belt decorated with medicinal jade as a girdle. Extremely well made.
"I thank your Majesty for your kindness." Zhang Juzheng bowed again and thanked the emperor for his kindness. The little emperor's compliment is naturally a celebration that shows that the king is a saint and the minister is a wise man. It is also a gesture to the outside world. Mr. I deeply appreciate and sincerely thank Zhang Juzheng for his outstanding contribution to the stability of the empire since his founding.
There is another purpose. The little emperor wants Zhang Juzheng to carry goods. Zhang Juzheng has already demonstrated his strong ability to carry goods. As the royal spokesperson of Huangzhuang's products, Huangzhuang sells "The Theory of Contradiction", "The Direct Interpretation of the Four Books" and "The Taishi Chair". He makes a lot of money, so naturally he has to pay some endorsement fees.
"Da Ju, wait a moment." Zhang Juzheng returned to his study, handed a piece of paper to Feng Bao, and said with emotion: "Your Majesty is so kind, but I have nothing to repay, but I have a clever plan. Please take a look at it."
"This is...forget it, we can't understand it anyway." Feng Bao tried to understand, but failed. It was arithmetic and he couldn't understand it.
Zhu Yijun got the drawing sent by Zhang Juzheng and said with a smile: "Sir, is this homework after class?"
The drawing sent by Zhang Juzheng is a Yin-Yang Fish Tai Chi diagram. It's just that this Tai Chi diagram was drawn with a ruler and is extremely beautiful.
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(End of this chapter)