The case of embezzlement of ink, after Hou Junji's personal detailed investigation, found the root cause.

To put it simply, it is Hades who is difficult to see little ghosts.

There are two Jiaku Commanders under the Military Registration Department of the Ministry of War, who are directly responsible for the relevant archives of the origin, place of origin, resume, and merits of the disabled soldiers.

The first archive in the land of China was founded in the Tang Dynasty, and was proposed by the Marquis of Chen Guo.

In the fifth year of Zhenguan, Hou Jun, the secretary of the Ministry of War, gathered Li Shimin and asked for the establishment of a department specifically responsible for the disabled soldiers.

However, the establishment of archives must be in line with the actual national conditions of Datang.

Therefore, in addition to the sacrificial generals and the disabled soldiers who survived, the six departments of the three provinces elect officials every year, and all the origins, places of origin, resumes, and performance appraisals of the officials who participate in the election of officials must be recorded and archived, and these record documents are called A, A calendar, official A or A.

The selection of civil officials is presided over by the Ministry of Officials, and the selection of military attaches is presided over by the Ministry of War.

The envoys of the Jiaku Command were also selected by the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Officials, and the two were in charge of the archives of the three libraries of Shangshu Province, Zhongshu Province, and Menxia Province.

Hou Junji, the secretary of the military department, in order to let the soldiers enjoy their old age in peace, specially recommended the Qianniu Helan Chushi of the East Palace Mansion as the commander of the military department.

After Dai Guan's death, Xu Guogong Gao Shilian served as the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, and recommended the doorman Gao Jian to act as the envoy of the Ministry of Officials.

Helan Chushi was not Hou Junji's son-in-law in the eighth year of Zhenguan, but only the relationship between superiors and subordinates. The biggest problem lies in Helan Chushi's body, this bastard teamed up with Gao Jianxing to make false files, just like eating empty salaries in the barracks, since the middle of the seventh year of Zhenguan, he has been greedy for money from the soldiers of the Mo army one after another, and it has reached an outrageous point.

Helan Chushi and Gao Jianxing were immediately taken into custody and put on death row in Dali Temple.

Originally, even if this matter was done, Lao Cheng and the black fat man Wei Chi Jingde were also ready to run away.

But Lao Li's face turned dark, "Ma Ta Bing, just slapped my face, should I think nothing happened?" ”

Lao Cheng and the black fat man directly sacrificed the wine jar, and threatened that it was the little son of the princess of Jinyang who was sent to death, and the two of them drank too much and forgot what happened before.

A sentence of getting drunk, like clearing the charge? It's just a dream.

With a wave of his hand, Lao Li directly put the two grandfathers directly into the death row of Dali Temple, waiting for them to be released in the future.

So there is another question, how to deal with Gao Shilian's disciples? Lao Li can not give face to anyone, Gao Shilian's face must be given.

After all, Gao Shilian is also a gate valve.

His Majesty Li Er is a little difficult, although it is said that Li Er is the biggest in the world, but it is difficult to grasp the politics and governance.

Cheng Huailiang prepared the gold sore medicine, filled five small porcelain bottles, and intentionally or unintentionally pasted the so-called trademark of his previous life on the outside of the small porcelain bottle-Guanyin San!

"I'll go to the palace." Cheng Huailiang put away the gold sore medicine and explained to Hu Meier, "Don't stop distilling high-grade liquor, the more the better." Tomorrow, be sure to have a limited number of them. As Liu Xuanji said, separate the head and tail of the wine and sell it at a low price. The best taste in the middle is sold at the price you say. ”

"Don't worry, I'm in the store."

Cheng Huailiang took out Li Changsi's horse and galloped to the imperial city.

Didn't go to the palace, went straight to the hospital.

After Zhang Haitang saw Cheng Huailiang, it was like seeing a teacher.

"Master Zhang, I have a recipe here, as well as the finished medicinal powder."

Cheng Huailiang gave Zhang Haitang all five bottles of medicinal powder, and then gave the formula to Zhang Haitang.

At first, Zhang Haitang didn't care much, it was an ordinary gold sore medicine formula, but after careful weighing, he found that this was simply a strange prescription.

"Little grandfather, you are really ......" Zhang Haitang excitedly don't want it, everyone is a person who understands the dialectics of Chinese medicine, and the current marching scatter is simply insignificant compared to the current one.

"Master Zhang thinks it's feasible?"

As soon as Cheng Huailiang finished asking, Zhang Haitang pulled Cheng Huailiang's sleeve and walked to the inner hall, where there was a wounded soldier who accidentally cut his arm with a long knife during training.

Zhang Haitang didn't think about it, so he poured the medicine powder directly on the soldier's arm, and then found a white cloth to bandage it.

The medicinal effect of Yunnan Baiyao is very domineering, quickly stopping bleeding and relieving pain, reducing swelling, reducing inflammation and thickening.

The effect is very good.

"Little grandfather, there is Guanyin san on the bottle, is it going to be dedicated to the queen?"

"That's your business, and it has nothing to do with me, Cheng Huailiang. Since I am a part-time part-time job in the Tai Hospital, whether I have a salary or not, I should contribute a little bit to the Tai Hospital, which is nothing more than to make the wounded soldiers in the frontier sacrifice less. ”

Cheng Huailiang said that he was fighting the righteous Ling Ran, but it was different in Zhang Haitang's heart, and Zhang Haitang felt that Cheng Huailiang's image was extremely tall for a moment.

What is righteousness? The little grandfather of the Cheng family is for the country and the people, and never hides his selfishness. This is the righteousness that a courtier should have. Don't look at it as just a prescription, Zhang Haitang is very clear, he can definitely exchange for a viscount, but what about Cheng Huailiang? If you donate it, I ask you if you accept it?

Zhang Haitang heard a few days ago that Cheng Huailiang punished General Xianzong's important case, and he admired Cheng Huailiang even more from the bottom of his heart. The most important thing is that his son Zhang Xingzhi is about to go to the Western Regions, Zhang Haitang is still very worried, and now it seems that there is no need to worry.

"Little grandpa, I have something I want to ask my little grandpa." Zhang Haitang gave a teacher-student ceremony on the second occasion.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

Zhang Haitang then took out a notebook and handed it to Cheng Huailiang, "Little grandfather, this is what the old man wrote about how to integrate medicine and the various measures of assessment, and I hope that the little grandfather will give me some advice." ”

Cheng Huailiang flipped through the folds and looked at them for a while, which was roughly the same as the health schools and medical schools in later generations, they were all assessed after studying, and then those who passed were given medical qualification certificates and strictly controlled.

"Master Zhang, Chengjiazhuang is preparing to build the largest academy in the Tang Dynasty with the most subjects, are you interested in adding a medical discipline to my humble academy?" Cheng Huailiang raised an eyebrow, with incomparable arrogance.

The corners of Zhang Haitang's mouth trembled continuously, and he arched his hand to Cheng Huailiang excitedly, "Little grandfather, Zhang Haitang is willing." ”

While the two of them were talking, a imperial doctor hurriedly ran over, "Lord Zhang, it's not good, Qin Shubao, the Duke of Yiguo (titled before the twelfth year of Zhenguan, and the Duke of Hu Guo, who was posthumously sealed after the death of Zhenguan in the twelfth year) has unbearable pain in his lower abdomen, and the imperial doctors are helpless, so go and take a look." ”

Cheng Huailiang was stunned, the pain in his lower abdomen was unbearable? According to the historical records, didn't it say that Uncle Qin's treasure was deficient in qi and blood, and he eventually died? Isn't that wrong?

Pain in the lower abdomen? Cheng Huailiang pondered this sentence repeatedly, and then grabbed the imperial doctor's hand, "How are the symptoms?" ”

"In the past three months, Yi Guogong has lost his appetite, has pain in his lower abdomen from time to time, his face is emaciated and his body is emaciated, and he is often accompanied by nausea and vomiting." The imperial doctor said as if he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is also the bloating and constipation that the little grandfather said before." ”

"Lord Zhang, please go to the Jingshi room, get a set of knives they use, and prepare a needle and a ball of silk thread by the way."

Zhang Haitang didn't have any doubts, and directly asked people to prepare.

"You immediately go to Moonlight Rabbit, go to the proprietress Hu Meier, get some wine, and say that I have an urgent need. Then go to the Yiguo Mansion and wait for me and Master Zhang. After Cheng Huailiang finished speaking to the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor hurriedly left the imperial medical office and went straight to the moonlight rabbit.

"Little grandfather, in the past three months, our Imperial Medical Department has been helpless against Yi Guogong's condition, do you have a way to crack it?" Zhang Haitang was fooled by Cheng Huailiang before, and he always felt that Cheng Huailiang was a master.

"Fifty percent. I don't know if it can be cured. Cheng Huailiang was telling the truth.