Chapter 470: Medicine cannot cure fatal diseases, Buddha has a predestined relationship with people
"This is not your Ming Dynasty!"
Jiang Qingzhi felt like he was trapped in a space.
The voices came from all directions, majestic and solemn.
"I have a wife, disciples, and friends here... This is my Ming Dynasty!" Jiang Qingzhi argued.
"You're just a passerby." The voice sneered.
Jiang Qingzhi's eyes changed, and he saw himself fighting a desperate battle with those scholars and officials. Those people swarmed in, holding weapons, screaming loudly, and constantly calling for more people.
Jiang Qingzhi looked back and saw the Taoist priest smiling at him, and two princes were following him closely with weapons in hand.
Xia Yan held the bird cage... The old man still wanted to play with birds at this time? Jiang Qingzhi was furious.
He saw his wife, who was pregnant, holding a pair of scissors and shouting something at him anxiously.
He saw Ma Fang, who was surrounded by enemy troops. He was fighting hard, covered in blood, and shouting something at Jiang Qingzhi.
He saw Tang Shunzhi. Old Tang was holding a spear, fighting alone with a group of enemies.
He saw Xu Wei, who was sighing as he watched the fighting in front of him, then shook his head at him.
What are they talking about?
Jiang Qingzhi suddenly felt like he was flying.
He saw the mountains and rivers, countless people, and countless people looking up and saying something to him...
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qingzhi asked loudly.
……
Although Jiang Qingzhi had the ability to invite imperial physicians to his home for treatment, on weekdays, people in the mansion would usually consult doctors from outside for minor illnesses.
The doctor has a lot of experience and a good reputation in the neighborhood.
Li Tian found Jiang Qingzhi unconscious in the middle of the night and sent someone to the front yard to inform Xia Yan, Xu Wei and others. Old Xia Yan sent someone to invite a doctor.
Sun Chonglou rushed out of the house with red eyes, riding his horse at full speed. On the way, he was intercepted by the soldiers of the Military Affairs Department. Seeing that it was this gentleman, and that this guy even drew his sword against him, he quickly avoided him.
Sun Chonglou rushed into the doctor's house, picked up the doctor and left without saying a word.
The doctor, wearing only his inner clothes, was brought to the Bo's house. He was full of complaints, but when he saw the unconscious Jiang Qing, he was shocked and realized that he was in big trouble.
Not only would he be rewarded for curing Jiang Qingzhi, he would also gain fame.
But if it can’t be cured, or if the condition gets worse…
After a set of procedures, the doctor stood up and saluted, "My medical skills are not very good..."
Li Tian's heart tightened, "What disease does my husband have?"
The doctor said, "My Lord, this is a disease caused by overwork."
"Overwork has led to illness..."
"My uncle is born weak, so he should rest more. I heard that he made great contributions in Yunnan. I think he must have racked his brains. In addition, he was exposed to wind and rain all the way..."
The doctor saluted.
Li Tian understood the rest without having to say anything else.
The doctor was not sure he could cure Jiang Qingzhi, and was even worried that his condition would get worse.
If it were an ordinary family, the doctor would naturally dare to take the risk, but this is Jiang Qingzhi!
Li Tian walked out of the bedroom and said, "Send someone to Xiyuan, immediately!"
Huang Yaner ran to the front yard, which was brightly lit at the moment. Xia Yan was walking around in a single coat; Hu Zongxian was standing with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed; Xu Wei was frowning, thinking about something...
Sun Chonglou squatted on the ground, looked up when he heard footsteps, and ran over anxiously, "What's wrong with the young master?"
Huang Yan'er shook her head slightly and said to Xia Yan who was walking over, "The doctor said that Master Bo was ill due to overwork. Madam said to send someone to the West Garden."
Xia Yan understood, and Hu Zongxian said, "I'll go!"
Xia Yan shook his head, "It's the dead of night, and the guards won't recognize you, so I have to go!"
……
"What the hell."
When the soldiers on night patrol heard the sound of horse hooves again, they couldn't help but get angry.
"This is the capital, dismount! Otherwise I will shoot you!"
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and an old voice came, "I am Xia Yan, and I have urgent business to go to Xiyuan."
"Get out of the way!"
The general flag leader quickly led his men to avoid it. When he saw two guards rushing past Xia Yan, he sighed, "This is a big deal."
When the defenders of Xiyuan heard the sound of horse hooves, the first thing they did was to be on guard, with bows and arrows in hand and long swords unsheathed...
"Stop!" someone shouted.
Xia Yan rode his horse forward, reined in the horse, and dismounted. He staggered, held the horse steady, and ran to the gate, "I am Xia Yan, I have something urgent to ask His Majesty!"
"Mr. Xia?" The guard came over with a lantern and was relieved to see that it was indeed Xia Yan. "Mr. Xia, please go in and serve tea."
"No need, be quick!" The night wind blew Xia Yan's hair, he looked anxious, and clenched his fists.
It is midnight now. If it were any other emperor, he would still be asleep.
The Taoist's daily routine is reversed most of the time, and at this moment he is discussing political affairs with Yan Song and others.
"...The White Lotus Sect in Shandong has recently revived. It is said that it is related to a saint. The local government has searched everywhere, but found nothing..."
Yan Song was a little tired, but seeing the spirited Emperor Jiajing, he had to force himself to cheer up. "I think the people of Shandong are tough and this matter cannot be neglected. We should order the officers and soldiers to take strict precautions. In addition, can we order the Jinyiwei to investigate this matter?"
In those days, Tang Sai'er started an uprising in Shandong and beat the officers and soldiers to a pulp. In the end, the army surrounded her, but she escaped calmly and disappeared.
The lesson from the past is still there. The Taoist nodded slightly and said, "Let Lu Bing take charge of this matter."
"Yes." The Taoist priest agreed to all the political affairs handled by Yan Song today, which made Old Yan feel happy and felt that he could serve the Taoist priest for another hundred years.
"His Majesty!"
An eunuch came in and said, "Xia Yan wants to see you."
"Pass it on!" Emperor Jiajing said almost subconsciously, then stood up, then sat down again and said, "Continue."
Why did Xia Yan ask for a meeting late at night?
And what could possibly be the matter that could make Xia Yan ask to see Emperor Jiajing in the middle of the night?
Old Xia Yan lived in the Bo's house, and it was said that he got along with Jiang Qingzhi's family like a family. If there was something, it should be Jiang Qingzhi who came first, instead of bothering this old man.
Could it be Jiang Qingzhi...
Yan Song was stunned, and his thoughts became confused.
The Taoist priest rarely scolded them, and the emperor and his ministers remained silent for a long time. "Ahem!" Cui Yuan broke the silence.
"Your Majesty, Altan Khan's cavalry in the north have been much more restrained recently. When they encounter scouts from the Nine Frontiers, they don't harass them and just say they are training," Yan Song said with a smile.
"Yes!" The Taoist nodded, and the knuckles of his hand holding the jade awl turned white.
The only thing that could make Xia Yan ask for a meeting in the middle of the night was Jiang Qingzhi's matter.
That idiot!
The Taoist took a deep breath, but couldn't suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Order the Nine Borders to intercept the caravans that are trading with the Altan tribe for a period of... one month."
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will anger Altan." Yan Song said cautiously. He felt that the current good situation was hard-won and he should not anger his opponent.
"If he tries to act rashly, we will completely cut him off." There was a fierce look in the Taoist's eyes.
"His Majesty!"
Xia Yan came, "Long Wilbur fell ill and is unconscious."
"Pass on the royal doctor!"
The emperor's roar echoed in the West Garden.
The imperial physician on duty rushed to the Bo's house. At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi was stripped down to only a pair of homemade shorts. Li Tian and Huang Yan'er were wiping his body with alcohol.
This is Jiang Qingzhi's unique skill.
"Madam, the imperial physician is here."
The imperial physician came in hurriedly, without paying any attention to etiquette, and squatted beside the bed to take the patient's pulse.
"When was it discovered?"
"The end of the midnight hour."
"What did you look like when you found it?"
"His face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and he fainted again not long after he woke up. Until now."
"How was your meal yesterday?"
"Just like usual, but I ate less for dinner."
"Why?" The imperial physician looked up.
"My husband has been anxious about something these past two days..."
The imperial physician narrowed his eyes and said, "From the pulse, it seems that Lord Wei is suffering from overwork. In addition, he has been mentally disturbed recently, so he is under attack from both inside and outside."
"Is it serious?" Li Tian asked.
The imperial physician said, "Chang Wei Bo is born weak! I will prescribe a prescription and boil the medicine right away."
The imperial physician did not say what happened next, and Li Tian did not ask.
After the medicine was ready, the imperial physician personally administered the medicine.
"Not bad." Seeing that Jiang Qingzhi could still swallow unconsciously, the imperial physician couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If you can't even swallow the medicine, you will be close to death.
After taking a dose of medicine and waiting for half an hour, the imperial physician took the patient's pulse again.
"How?" Li Tian asked anxiously.
At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi's face was still flushed and his breathing was rapid, as if his condition was more serious.
The imperial physician narrowed his eyes. "That medicine has stimulated all of Long Wilbur's accumulated fatigue. It's like an enemy attack. Whether we can resist it depends on the patient's...foundation!"
But Jiang Qingzhi has been a sickly child since childhood!
A maid came in and whispered a few words in Li Tian's ear. Li Tian nodded, and then another person came in.
"how?"
The imperial physician said casually, "It's difficult." He stood up suddenly, "Eunuch Huang."
The person who came was Huang Jin. He walked to the bedside and looked at Jiang Qingzhi carefully. "His Majesty is worried about Chang Wei Bo and asked us to come and see him. His Majesty ordered that if there is anything missing, just tell us. If there is anything in the palace, just go and get it. If there is nothing in the palace, His Majesty will find a way!"
The imperial physician said, "From the pulse, it can be seen that Chang Wei Bo was weak and deficient in his early years. He has gotten better in the past two years, but he has been overworked... Now the illness that has accumulated over the years has been stimulated. The disease is severe."
"Are you sure?" Huang Jin asked.
"How about... I go back in the morning and discuss the matter with the imperial doctors?" the imperial physician asked tentatively.
Huang Jin said: "They will be here soon."
This...it's not even dawn yet!
Shouldn't those imperial doctors be sleeping soundly at home?
The imperial physician was stunned.
The soldiers on duty tonight have become numb.
The sound of horse hooves came rapidly, and they shouted weakly: "Stop!"
"We are on a mission under orders, make way!"
The people from the Bingmasi moved aside, but were surprised to see that the ones leading the charge were actually the Jinyiwei.
"It turned out to be the Jinyiwei. What happened to that uncle?"
Zhu Xizhong got the news a little late. He got up in a hurry, and his wife said, "Take those good herbs with you."
"I know what to do!" Zhu Xizhong put on his clothes and went out.
"Wait, take Dalang with you!" The wife also got up.
"Why take him there?"
"My family said that as long as the boy is here, the yang energy will be sufficient, so even if the soul-catcher comes, he will have to take shelter for a while."
"Old women only know how to say bad things!" Zhu Xizhong scolded, and then shouted: "Wake up Dalang."
When Zhu Xizhong and his son arrived at the Earl's Mansion, the imperial doctors were having a consultation.
Seeing their solemn expressions, Zhu Xizhong asked, "How is it?"
Everyone shook their heads slightly.
"At least there is something to say!" Zhu Xizhong said.
An old imperial physician said: "Medicine cannot cure fatal diseases, but Buddha can save those who are destined to be saved!"
(End of this chapter)
