Chapter 193: Medicine... Sure enough, it's symptomatic
September 26. Light rain, west wind, slight cold.
The chrysanthemums in the corner of the small courtyard of the post house bloomed lonely in the rain. I suddenly remembered Li Qingzhao's words: The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
I also think of Yu Dafu's essay "Autumn in the Old Capital". In Yu Dafu's text, the autumn in Beijing is timeless and desolate, and it always does not lose the historical poetry of sadness.
But now in the middle of autumn, most of the capitals can't find a poetic demeanor. Even more ruthless than the wind and frost of late autumn is the butcher's knife with blood.
Just this morning, more than 400 people were executed in the old city of Chai (Yuan Dynasty execution ground). These more than 400 people were Southern Song officials and their families who refused to surrender. Many of them are children.
A little girl's head had been cut off by a Mongolian scimitar, and her bones were rolling to a distance not far from me, her eyes looking at me.
Then, the Mongol soldier who had killed her came and grabbed the hair from her little head, threw it up, and kicked it out a few feet away like a football, causing the onlookers to retreat together.
The Mongol soldier laughed and was very happy.
I asked a crowd of onlookers, isn't the day after tomorrow the emperor's longevity celebration? Why kill so many people? Aren't you afraid of bad luck?
The people of the capital whispered to me that for the Mongol emperor, the blood of the enemy was auspicious, not fierce. It is precisely because Emperor Dayuan is going to have a great birthday that he will kill so many enemies this time.
Enemy? I think it's ridiculous and shameful. Even if the Southern Song Dynasty civil and military who refused to surrender were enemies, but so were those children? The dignified Emperor Yuan, are you afraid of some children?
More than 400 heads were cut off together and hung on the gate of the poor man city for public display. The rain washed blood everywhere, and the autumn wind could not blow away the smell of blood.
This is the first time I've seen a ...... in reality. No, it's a slaughterhouse.
On the beheading platform, a senior official wearing a Mongolian official uniform stood up, he walked up to a middle-aged Han man in prison uniform who seemed to be accompanying the beheading, and asked in stiff Chinese: "Mr. Wen, many of the people killed today were former protΓ©gΓ©s of you, the prime minister. Because you didn't come down, they didn't come down, and now they're being killed, and their families are being affected. Does Mr. Wen have any remorse? β
I looked at the middle-aged man in prison uniform in amazement, and I knew who he was.
He is the one who wrote "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat"!
Wen Tianxiang listened to the words of the Mongolian official, and smiled faintly, the autumn rain wet his hair, beard, and prison clothes, but he didn't show any embarrassment.
"What do you regret? But die. Temujin is dead, Ogedai is dead, MΓΆngke is dead, and Kublai Khan will die. Wen Tianxiang said loudly.
"You're so bold!" The Mongolian ruler pressed his hand to the hilt of his sword, but he did not draw it. Obviously, without Kublai Khan's orders, he had no right to kill Wen Tianxiang.
"Bold? Hmph, it's you who are bold. Just outside the Saiwai Yidi, ugly heads, dare to poison the Central Plains and slaughter tens of millions of people. In the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the disaster of extermination. Wen Tianxiang said with a smile. His smile was colder than this autumn wind.
The Mongolian official's face turned pale, "Aren't you afraid, the Han people will be exterminated first?" β
Wen Tianxiang looked up to the sky and laughed, he pointed at the Mongolian official, "It's up to you?" Can the Han people be exterminated? If you dare to destroy your clan, you will not be able to return to the north. You don't understand this truth, but Kublai Khan did. Therefore, he didn't dare to exterminate the clan, not because he didn't want to. β
The Mongolian official shouted angrily: "Escort him back!" Don't let him eat at night! β
I went back to the post house and told Li Luo, who had just returned from the princess's mansion, about it.
Li Luo sat in a daze for a long time, and then said to me, I remember that Wen Tianxiang was killed by the impatient Kublai Khan after 1282, and there are still about two years to go, and in these two years, we must find a way to rescue Wen Tianxiang.
I told him that rescuing Wen Tianxiang would be an important task for the Special Investigation Bureau in the future.
This diary will soon be reduced to ashes again.
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Zhang Sanfeng has already entered the palace accompanied by the princess. Now it's time to give the medicine to Empress Chabi. Li Luo said.
Cui Xiuning was a little worried: "What if Chabi refuses to take medicine?" What if you don't get better after taking medicine? β
Li Luo said with certainty: "Chabi will definitely take medicine." People are dying, so you might as well eat them. Besides, Zhang Sanfeng was recommended to her by the princess, and she has trust and endorsement. β
"As for whether it will be better if I take the medicine, I think it will. We used to work in the field (tomb robbery), and there was an acute bacterial infection, and there was no medicine in the field, so we just dug up the root of the indigo and eat it. These herbs are all natural antibiotics, and although they are not as good as cephalosporin and penicillin, the anti-inflammatory effect is still okay. β
"The pills that Zhang Sanfeng brought in were made from four antibiotic Chinese medicines: Coptis chinensis, Astragalus, Banlan Root, and Forsythia. It's no problem to deal with general bacterial infections. Why did so few people die of sores after the Ming Dynasty? It is because of the discovery of the effects of these Chinese medicines. β
"This year, there will be a miracle doctor named Zhu Danxi who will be born. Decades later, he cured the sores that the ancients feared the most (Zhu Danxi medical case). Therefore, Chabi's sores should be cured. β
Although traditional Chinese medicine has been developed for thousands of years, the role of some traditional Chinese medicine was only really understood in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Before the Ming and Qing dynasties, many people died of gangrene, and the fatality rate was very high. In fact, "gangrene" is a poisonous sore, which is not a big deal in itself, just a bacterial infection under the skin, but because there is no targeted antibiotic drug, it is getting more and more serious, and finally "poison and death".
Nowadays, there are several targeted comprehensive treatments of traditional Chinese medicine, which must be effective.
Cui Xiuning was much more relieved at this time, "Zhang Sanfeng also understands medical skills, whether it has any effect, he will know soon." β
Li Luo nodded, "There will be news tonight." Once the treatment has worked, it's time for the next step. β
Cui Xiuning mentioned another thing, "Li Yong, they're about to arrive in Lin'an, right?" I was very uneasy. β
Li Luo held her slightly cool hand and comforted, "They're fine." What I think about is Yang Lian Zhenjia's belongings, so many belongings, in case...... After all, wealth is moving! β
Cui Xiuning smiled, this time it was her turn to comfort Li Luo, "Are you afraid that they will leave with their belongings after they succeed?" No, it won't. I have observed Li Yong, Du Lie, Utu and others for a long time, they are all loyal and reliable people, and they are not so greedy for money. β
Li Luo was relieved, for personality analysis, Cui Xiuning was better than him.
"Another thing I'm worried about is whether Li Jing can rush back to Gaoli Jianghua in time and lead his troops south to Zhejiang." Cui Xiuning frowned.
A few days ago, in addition to sending Li Yong and others south, the two also sent Li Jingdong to return to Jianghua and transfer Haiyongying to Zhejiang to join Li Yong and others.
Why do you want to transfer the sea to the south? Because, Li Yong and others are too few, and they don't dare to sail away with a large amount of property. To transport Yang Lian Zhenjia's belongings back to Jianghua, it takes four days by sea, and there is a high probability of encountering pirates. Only the escort of the Haiyong battalion can be insured.
Li Luo said: "It's not a big problem, don't worry." I guess Li Jing should go to Jianghua. Maybe Haiyongying has left Jiangnan. β
Li Jing rode a fast horse to Haijin (Tianjin Port), and then took a fast boat to Jianghua. If it goes well, three days is enough.
The two of them then began to plan the next plan behind closed doors, and it was not until eight or nine o'clock in the evening that it came to an end.
At this time, there was finally information from the palace, and Li You came to Li Luo's courtyard overnight to report.
"The owner, teacher, there is news from the eyeliner around the queen, the queen took Zhang Sanfeng's medicine at the end of the afternoon, and her condition has been relieved!" Li You said.
Li Luo and Cui Xiuning immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
I didn't take the medicine for a while, and the condition was relieved in less than five hours. Medicine, sure enough, the symptoms.
Next, the "Dadu Plan" is about to be officially launched!
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