Chapter 133: Turbulence
Qing Cicada didn't understand, but she also came over curiously to take a look, pointed to a recipe with a head disease written on it, and asked, "Is this a treatment for head disease?" β
Ning Zhao nodded and explained: "There are many kinds of head diseases, grandma's is because she is old and the perennial bending ratio above the large vertebral points is deformed, which compresses the meridians, so she has to take medicine without menstruation, and she has to use massage techniques to help her dredge the meridians, so that it can be effectively alleviated." β
"However, the emperor's is different." Ning Zhao paused, thinking to himself, the old emperor has been working hard all year round, and he has the same problems above the big vertebral point as Ning Lao Taijun, but it is much more complicated than Lao Taijun.
There are many meridians in the human brain, and they are full of blood vessels, and if there is a slight problem, it will cause different degrees of head disease.
"What is the emperor like?" Qing Cicada tilted her head and asked curiously.
Ning Zhao looked at her, raised his hand and flicked it on her little face, and said with a smile: "How can I easily say the emperor's illness." β
Only then did Qing Cicada react to what stupid thing he asked, and quickly closed his mouth, looking frightened.
Ning Zhao looked at her funny, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "You go to the account room first to sort out the account books, I will go over to take stock in a while, and I will have to pay the account to the master tomorrow, and I have to work hard tonight." β
Qing Cicada nodded hurriedly and trotted to the account office to sort it out.
Ning Zhao revised some small details on the prescription, and after the annotation was clear, he asked people to hand it over to Meng Sui, and then went to the account room himself.
It was almost noon, and Ning Zhao instructed Qing Chan to tell his subordinates to stay in the hospital hall for dinner at noon, while he sat in front of the desk and began to take inventory.
And now, in the southernmost part of Kyoto, the Yangtze River / stretches down, rushing endlessly, and the momentum is surging, and the magnificent sound can be heard from afar, and the salty and humid smell mixed with the wind.
Jin Yuan sat on horseback and followed one step behind the crown prince Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng stopped, and Jin Yuan also stopped.
Murong Cheng looked into the distance, and after a while, he pointed to the Yangtze River that could be glimpsed from afar, and sighed: "It is worthy of being a golden waterway, and the momentum is really surging!" β
"The Yangtze River / stretches for thousands of miles, with tens of millions of side branches, and shipping goods, just say that Kyoto is every inch of land, how can it be compared with here." Jin Yuan also sighed.
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you get a glimpse of its grandeur, not to mention what the purpose of this trip is, just to see the grand occasion of this golden waterway, Jin Yuan also feels that this trip is worthwhile.
"There is no blame for what he said." Murong Cheng looked back and said with a smile: "Go along this riverside, there are a few miles away, there is no blame, what to do?" β
Jin Yuan retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here, there is no blame for just cooperating." β
Hearing this, Murong Cheng laughed, and Jin Yuan still knew the current affairs.
This trip to investigate the ferry trade, Murong Cheng had the intention to make some achievements to show the old emperor.
Originally, he didn't need to be so anxious, but looking at the last fire in the East Palace and the old emperor's attitude towards the king of Chu, Murong Chengxin couldn't calm down, and just wanted to seize this opportunity to consolidate his position in the hearts of the old emperor and the ministers of the court.
"Let's go!"
Murong Cheng looked at the galloping Yangtze River again, and his chest seemed to have a surge of energy, and with a sharp wave of the horsewhip, the horse was in pain, and he ran quickly.
Jin Yuan followed closely behind, and the group rushed towards the border.
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"This is last month's bonus." Ning Zhao raised his hand, Qing Cicada handed over an envelope, Ning Zhao took it, handed it to Meng Sui with both hands, and said with a smile: "Master, you order." β
Meng Sui stretched out his hand to take it, put it in his arms without looking at it, and said, "What's the point, I still can't trust you?" β
Hearing this, Ning Zhao smiled, raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Meng Sui, and said: "The medical hall is now famous, the business is endless, and the doctors and servants invited are also getting started, and the master can also relax, and there is no need to do everything himself." β
Meng Sui is old, and when he opened a medical center before, he just wanted to learn medical skills all his life while he was still alive, practice medicine and do good, and help more people.
But I never thought that the once small medical hall is now this scale, and now no one knows that there is a Myoharundo in Kyoto.
Thinking about it, Meng Sui smiled rarely, "Yes, if it weren't for you, Miaochun Hall wouldn't be like it is now, and all of this is thanks to you." β
"Master, don't say that." Ning Zhao interrupted him and said, "The master has good medical skills, even if there is no me, Miaochun Hall will be like this under the master's management, I just let it advance a little." β
"Huh...... You girl. Meng Sui touched his beard and said with a smile: "At first glance, it sounds modest, but it turns out to be boasting." β
Ning Zhao also smiled, raised his chin, and said, "Ah Zhao is the master's apprentice, and the credit is still on the master's head. β
"Okay, okay, don't be a sycophant." Meng Sui smiled and waved his hand, then sighed and said: "I'm old, sometimes it's a little powerless, as you said, now that the medical hall has been regularized, it's time for me to enjoy it." β
After a pause, Meng Sui said again: "In the future, I will come to the hospital for consultation on the first three or five days, and I will teach you the rest of the days, and let me rest this old bone for a while." β
Ning Zhao already had this plan, and when he heard this, he nodded, and said with a smile: "The apprentice also thinks the same, the master should pay attention to his body first, so that he can show others a disease." β
"Don't worry, the medical hall is guarded by me, there will be no problem." Ning Zhao patted his chest and abdomen and reassured.
It was rare to see Ning Zhao's naΓ―ve and vivid appearance, Meng Sui laughed directly, "Of course I'm relieved to have you." β
The matter was settled like this, because Meng Sui was now in a semi-retired state, Ning Zhao went to Miaochun Hall early every day, and invited two doctors before, and Ning Zhao did not hesitate to teach them what he had learned patiently.
Meng Sui had some opinions at first, but he thought that it was Ning Zhao who accepted the apprentice himself, and it was not easy for him, who was a master, to interfere, not to mention, Ning Zhao's actions were also for the good of Miaochuntang.
In the end, Meng Sui not only did not object, but also helped Ning Zhao to guide the two of them when he had time.
It was also the two of them who fought for strength and got started quickly, and their medical skills were much better than at the beginning, so Meng Sui handed over the medical hall to Ning Zhao to take care of it more confidently.
"Gentian grass, reed root, purslane, dodder seed, prunella vulgaris and earth bone bark, these medicinal materials are about to run out, and tomorrow let the medicinal herb merchant send them together with the medicinal materials that were ordered before."
Ning Zhao checked the cabinet of medicinal materials, counted them one by one, and the little guy in charge of catching the medicine quickly wrote them down and nodded again and again.
After all this, Ning Zhao moved his neck, there have been many things in the past few days, Ning Zhao also felt a little tired, took off his apron, said a few words to the little servant, and went back to the backyard to rest.
"Miss, drink some lotus seed tea, clear the fire." Qing Cicada came to her side after a while, poured her a cup, and then put the teapot on the table, and raised his hand to help Ning Zhao massage it.