Besides, he just wanted to chase after him and explain something, but he met Chen Musa who sent someone to call him.

Chen Musa's study is in the middle of the main building, and the scale and layout are more exquisite than the study of the old Suzhou mansion, which is very royal style.

"The emperor is uncertain, the situation is urgent. Chen Musa closed the door of the study with his own hands, and said with a heavy face.

"What?" and it was like falling into an ice cave.

The so-called unpredictability is synonymous with the emperor's critical illness, and he is basically not far from death.

If this is the case, it means that the capital will take him to save the emperor's life, and the countermeasures of King Yu will be launched at the same time.

What should I do, do I need to transfer immediately? But the situation of Zuo Ling is still unclear, and he can't follow him.

"Teacher......" He just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chen Musa.

"Can you tell a person's condition from a person's handwriting and then prescribe it? Chen Musa asked.

"This ......" and suddenly a little confused, not because I couldn't, but because I didn't expect the teacher to ask this question.

"Can't you? I've heard that some clever doctors can, so I'll ask you. Chen Musa said with some disappointment.

"It's not that it can't, it's just that it needs a lot of handwriting from this person, and only a few words won't work. "Besides, the brain is just connected, and this sharp turn is a bit too big.

"It's easy to say, I have a lot of letters from the emperor here. ”

Chen Musa said, took out a locked rosewood box, took out a thick stack of letters from it, and put it in front of him.

Then he sat down and began to study one by one.

Emperor Jiajing's handwriting is actually very good, but it is deliberately scribbled, and the meaning of the text is really difficult to understand, and when I read it, I feel like reading a codebook.

It's really hard for Yan Donglou, a great talent, to be able to decipher Emperor Jiajing's text code at a glance.

Diagnosing a person's condition from handwriting sounds very mysterious, and even suspected of deception, but in fact, there is a principle to follow. The strength and coherence of the strokes of the handwriting can reflect the circulation of qi and blood in a person's body, as well as the strength of the muscles and bones, from which it is not difficult to judge the condition of a person's internal organs, especially qi and blood, which is basically the direct embodiment of the internal organs, but these are not the methods of orthodox doctors to diagnose the disease, and the accuracy is indeed 108,000 miles worse than the diagnosis of the pulse, so it is no wonder that it has been abandoned.

Now it is a last resort, after all, you can't see the emperor himself, and all you can touch is his handwriting.

However, the focus of the study of these handwriting is not the circulation of qi and blood, he uses the doctor's Najia method to put all the dot paintings into the body's internal organs, muscles, bones, fur, meridians, etc., one by one, corresponding, which requires a lot of words, a lot of strokes to verify, to establish a complete patient's body system, and then through the study of handwriting and strokes in different periods, you can roughly judge the patient's condition.

On paper, it's roughly the same, but it's countless times more complicated than that.

The Najia method was created by the Western Han Dynasty Yi scholar Jingfang, and the sixty-four hexagrams of Yi Xue were all established with the Najia method, but unfortunately he died too early and failed to complete the system accurately, leaving only a prototype.

Later, some doctors used this system to establish a system of meridians, acupuncture points, muscles, bones, skins, etc., and also used the Najia method to establish a system, and used this method to diagnose and treat, and the effect was better.

The ancestral inheritance of the family is that it is easy to learn medicine, and he is the best at this aspect.

Although he was familiar with this system, it was not easy to complete the virtual establishment of Emperor Jiajing's body system, and he was so busy that he even forgot about the teacher on the side.

Chen Musa felt ashamed, of course he knew the difficulty, and this should not have been a matter of fact, besides, this was to owe the emperor for him.

Chen Musa personally found a pot of treasured tea, cooked it carefully, poured a cup, and put it in front of him.

"Rest for a while, the emperor's illness can at least drag on for a month or two, and you don't have to be in such a hurry. Chen Musa said.

"It's hard to say about this disease, and it may drag on for half a year, but it may only be a matter of a few days. ”

Moreover, he was speculating about Emperor Jiajing's illness in his heart, although he couldn't judge it accurately, he also had a general impression.

Now Emperor Jiajing's body is like a dam that is about to be washed away by a flood, but the problem is that the dam can no longer be taller and thicker, and it is inevitable that it will be destroyed by the flood, and it is difficult to judge this time, after all, he doesn't know anything about the emperor's life, if he is good at maintaining health, he can drag on for a short time, and if he continues to indulge in lust, he may really die overnight.

Now it is impossible to treat it fundamentally, it can only be alleviated, and the way to alleviate it is to drain a part of the flood water and temporarily relieve the crisis, but the flood discharge is also a technical work, otherwise the loss caused is too great, and it may also cost the emperor's life.

He took a sip of the tea cooked by the teacher, and it was really sweet, and it was very refreshing, and the person was suddenly like an engine full of gasoline, full of power.

"If you want something to eat at noon, I tell someone to do it. Chen Musa looked at the sweat that kept coming out of his body and asked.

"Meat, chunks of meat, the more the merrier. Besides, he said.

He did feel that his physical strength was losing very quickly, but it was not enough to overdraw his physical strength, and he did not use the energy of the golden dragon on his back, this kind of energy he would never use, otherwise the old man would find him to settle accounts, and he would not be able to bear it.

Chen Musa was overjoyed and went out to arrange it in person.

Because there are letters written by Emperor Jiajing here, all the servants are forbidden to enter, and these letters have always been treasured in the secret room, and even the pomegranate has never been read. If it weren't for the emperor's diagnosis this time, he wouldn't have taken it out to show it.

If the king is not secret, he will lose his minister, and if the minister is not secret, he will lose his body, and Chen Musa will not dare to forget this ancient precept for a moment.

When it was almost noon, I felt that my physical exertion was too great, and I couldn't support it.

A Najia method will not consume so much physical strength, the problem is to incorporate some special dot paintings in the emperor's handwriting into the Najia system, which is exhausting and laborious, and it is not an ordinary mental drain.

At this time, his brain is like a fast-moving computer, which is overloaded, and the energy consumed is naturally greatly overspent.

At lunchtime, he didn't move a single chopstick on the table full of fish and vegetables, but just started at a large pot of meat pieces, which were also specially prepared for him, and Chen Musa and Pomegranate had no appetite at all. On a hot day, it's better to eat some sweet and sour fish and drunk live shrimp, who has the appetite to eat these greasy meat pieces.

Besides, after eating a large pot of fist-sized sauce beef in one go, I felt that the energy of my body had been replenished.

Pomegranate's eyes straightened: "Old man, what did you ask him to do, even if he ploughed the land and moved stones, he wouldn't be tired like this, right?"

"I asked him to help me solve a puzzle. Chen Musa replied vaguely.

"Problem?" Pomegranate was still confused, not knowing what problem would make a person tired into a puddle of soft mud.

"It's okay, I've been eating fish for the past few days, but I want to eat meat. Besides, he laughed.

"Nonsense, you usually like to eat vegetables, and you don't like meat or fish. Pomegranate certainly knows his appetite.

Besides, I really don't like fish, not because I don't like the umami of fish, but because I have too many spines and it's too troublesome to eat. There are also fish with few spines, but the taste is not good.

In fact, he doesn't pay attention to food, and he doesn't like to eat or dislike to eat, as long as he is served to the table, he can eat very fragrantly, but he doesn't eat much, and it's the first time I've seen pomegranates like this, and I've only heard Xiao Nier say it before.

In the afternoon, he continued to work on this time-consuming and laborious calculation, and it was almost supper time when he finally finished the calculation. At the same time as he calculated, he was also calculating the prescription, and the two were at a similar pace, almost at the same time.

After completing the task, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then wrote down the prescription on a snowflake note, explaining how to boil it, how to take it, and how the patient should react every hour of the day after taking the medicine.

Since it is a flood discharge method, there will be some adverse reactions after taking the drug, which is an inevitable result, but it is also controllable and beneficial, as long as you take the drug for half a month, and then rest for half a month, you can basically recover a roughly. As for the future, it is not beyond his control.

"Is it okay?" Chen Musa looked at the prescription nervously.

"That's it, it's just hard to say whether the emperor is willing to use this prescription. Besides, he put down his pen and said.

"We can only do our best to obey the destiny of heaven in this kind of thing, and we can't control too much. After the words on the paper were dry, Chen Musa immediately folded them carefully, put them in a small box, and then put the small box in his arms.

"I'm going to Wei Guogong, you can do whatever you want. After Chen Musa finished speaking, he hurriedly walked out.

"Send me to the Wei State Mansion, right away. He commanded his servant.

The servants had already made preparations, and the boat was waiting there, and after Chen Musa crossed by boat, he got into the carriage of the Zhongshan palace and galloped away.

After a short time, the carriage galloped into the Zhongshan Palace, and Wei Guogong had been waiting in a side hall for a long time.

"Besides, is there really a way?" Wei Guogong was overjoyed.

Chen Musa came in a hurry, of course, he came up with a way, otherwise Chen Musa would not have to run this trip himself.

"Well, hurry up and call someone to rush to the capital immediately. Chen Musa took out the small box and handed it to Wei Guogong.

Wei Guogong opened it and looked at it a few times, of course he couldn't understand the famous hall of pharmacology and efficacy, but besides, it was written very carefully and carefully, and even he felt that the method was feasible.

He immediately called someone to arrange for the prescription to be transmitted to the capital quickly, directly to the emperor.

"Hmph, the emperor's supreme dragon body, you actually want to use a child's prescription to fool around, it's really nonsense. The Duchess sitting next to her snorted coldly.

"Women, what do you know!" Wei Guogong couldn't help but be furious and shouted loudly.

"Why don't I understand, there are so many imperial doctors around the emperor, is it better than one. Besides, he's not a doctor, he's just a little talent. The Duchess of Guo was reprimanded, and she felt that her face could not get up and down.

"Say that you don't understand and don't admit it, the life of Mrs. Marquis of Wucheng is to be saved, otherwise, Mrs. Marquis of Wucheng will accept him as her son, and specially ask the emperor to approve the acceptance of him to return to the sect? Isn't it just that you want a trump card to save your life? If it weren't for me and the old master to stop me, the emperor would have caught him a long time ago. Wei Guogong and his wife respected each other like guests, rarely quarreled, just reprimanded her, and also felt excessive, so he explained the reason to her.

"What? The life of the old lady of Wucheng Hou was saved?" The Duchess of Wei really didn't know about this, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

"Also, you have a better attitude towards the situation in the future, in case the old lady knows that you are bullying and comes to our house to settle accounts with you, I can't help you at that time. "Wei is fair.

"I didn't bully him, I just said that he was not as good as our son. The Duchess of Wei didn't know if she was really afraid of the Marquis of Wucheng, so her face turned a little pale at this time, and she argued strongly.

"It's good that you know, he's not an ordinary talent, and he's no worse than our son. Do you think that Pomegranate's vision is not as good as yours, and the old master's vision is lower than yours?"

Chen Musa had to pretend to be deaf and blind at this time, ignoring everything in front of him.