Chapter 230 Good Things Come in Pairs

Li Shizhen sat in the room in a daze, constantly rubbing an old rattan box on the table, and the manuscript of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" written by Huā with great painstaking work was contained in it.

The heavy manuscript weighs more than 30 catties, which is not only the crystallization of the old miracle doctor's life's work, but also the apprentice Pang Xian, his four sons and Sun NV Qingdai have all worked hard for this masterpiece, and now they are facing the problem of not being able to publish and print, how to do it to them? And how many patients will die in the case of prescribing the wrong prescription and using the wrong yào, just like Artemisia annua has the difference between Artemisia annua and Artemisia stinky artemisia......

Thinking of this, Li Shizhen was really ashamed, and in a trance, he even wondered if this book was out of place, whether it was a wisdom pick-up, and it didn't have much practical value?

No! It shouldn't be like this!

Li Shizhen rubbed the rattan box painfully, as the author, he fully understood the value of this book, but he was only an eight-rank imperial physician, the palace enshrined in the palace, this kind of unpopular xiǎo official, the imperial examination also stopped at Xiucai, there was no status in the literary world at all, there would be no booksellers, bookstores willing to sell his new book, so he could only watch the manuscript lie in the rattan box and sleep, and it could not be turned into a printed book for the benefit of Li Min.

When he came to Nanjing, he asked Wang Shizhen, the leader of the literary world who he had met in his early years, to write a preface, but he unexpectedly ran into a wall and returned, and his hope was disappointed.

The scribes and talented men who come and go in this city of Nanjing are like carp crossing the river, but who can understand the value of this book? Li Shizhen even had a sad premonition that perhaps the manuscript would not be published in his lifetime......

The sound of the gong opening the way came from the street, Li Shizhen was like a tree, deaf to it, until the servant dragged out his voice outside to inform the old man of Tianfu that he came to worship, he woke up like a dream and stood up suddenly.

But soon he sat back with a wry smile, Wang Shizhen should be looking for Qin Lin to worship, this nephew has some means of turning over the river and the sea, and he bluffed King Jing's father and son in Qizhou.

However, Li Shizhen also has self-esteem as a doctor, if he wants to rely on Qin Lin's relationship to ask Wang Shizhen to write a preface, but he can't accept it, if the preface is a perfunctory remark made on the face, it is not only an insult to him, but also an insult to this huge work.

"Grandpa, Wang Fuzun is coming to visit you," Mén was pushed away with a squeak, and Qing Dai walked in happily, "Wang Fuzun is waiting in the living room, why hasn't Grandpa gone out?" ”

Visit me? Li Shizhen couldn't believe it, and it wasn't until Qing Dai nodded again that he picked up the box and walked out in a panic, no, it was almost xiǎo running away.

Perhaps this is the sadness of the times, a few years later, Wang Shizhen's retro literary ideas are not worth it, and Ying Tianfu Yin's official title has also become dung, but the game "Golden Vase Plum" has been widely spread;

Li Shizhen was anxious to get evaluation and recommendation at this time, "begging for a word to support immortality", and the brilliant masterpiece "Compendium of Materia Medica" had to borrow Wang Shizhen's preface to be immortal, but hundreds of years later, it was Li Shizhen and his masterpiece that were truly immortal.

Wang Shizhen sat in the guest seat in the hall, Lu Yuanzhi ran up and down to serve tea and water, and he also hoped that Shizu's book could be successfully published.

Wang Shizhen and Li Shizhen didn't have a deep jiāo relationship, they were just general jiāo back then, and after so many years, maybe he couldn't even remember the name Li Shizhen clearly.

Seeing a thin old man walking out with a rattan box, Wang Shizhen immediately smiled with a smile on his face, grabbed the other party's arm like an old friend, and said extremely enthusiastically: "Old friend, old friend, Yuan Mei (Wang Shizhen's character Yuan Mei) is ashamed of you!" The domestic servant is ignorant, and he actually blocked your old friend, Yuanmei only heard the housekeeper talk about it today, so he is guilty! ”

Wang Shizhen is not only a member of the imperial court, Yingtianfu Yin, who is in charge of the heart, but also the famous leader of the Later Seven Sons and the leader of the literary world, and his status in Li Shizhen's mind is higher than that of King Jing's father and son.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw Wang Shizhen's attitude, he was a hundred times more enthusiastic than he imagined, and the old doctor only felt flattered, and the unexpected surprise made his heart beat much faster than usual, and he didn't know what to say, just chanted over and over: "You're polite, Wang Fuzun is too polite......"

However, Wang Shizhen was accustomed to seeing scribes who asked for inscriptions, so he didn't think it was different, and asked Li Shizhen to take the manuscript out and read it more and more humbly.

After carefully looking at it for more than half an hour, Wang Shizhen took a long breath of relief and sighed in admiration: "My old friend's masterpiece is really amazing!" If Yuanmei is fortunate enough to write the posterity, he will be famous and immortal in the future. ”,

Wang Shizhen is not a stupid person, as the leader of the literary world, he has some knowledge, and at a glance he knows that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" is a great masterpiece, and now he is indeed recommending this book, but in the future he will add more prestige to the fact that he once recommended this book.

Li Shizhen was stunned when he heard this, and asked hesitantly: "Why is it just a backstop?" This preamble ......"

"This masterpiece, this official is not qualified to write a preface," Wang Shizhen smiled and took out a document from his arms: "Mr. Zhang, the young master of Yuanfu, has already written the preface and asked Yuanmei to transfer Jiāo to Brother Dongbi." ”

What the? Li Shizhen was so dizzy by the sudden happiness that she was in a trance.

Zhang Juzheng is in charge of the government as the first assistant, and his literary reputation is also extremely prosperous, if he can get his praise, it is really better than Hua Gon.

However, he is the number one minister of the imperial court, assisting the young son of heaven, and implementing the new reform policy, and the big things of the imperial court have to be decided by him, and he is too busy to write anything for others.

Now Zhang Juzheng can write a preface for a medical book, which is definitely a great honor, and it is also a rare affirmation of the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Li Shizhen's hands trembled, expecting and fearing that it would be empty joy at the same time, and finally opened the letter.

But I saw that the handwriting was upright and atmospheric, it was Zhang Juzheng's most famous pavilion style, and the book below was bright red, which was an idle chapter - at first glance, it seemed that the title preface was not very respectful with the idle chapter, but Zhang Juzheng was the first assistant, and the official seal was printed on the book in the future, but Li Shizhen was suspected of becoming inflammatory, and the informal idle chapter indicated that Zhang Juzheng was purely a reader to preface the book, which was more and more rare.

As everyone knows, Zhang Zixuan does not have her father's official seal by her side, and this idle seal is not used by Zhang Juzheng, she hangs it on the fan as a fan pendant, which just comes in handy.

Li Shizhen was very curious why Zhang Juzheng had written a preface in advance and sent it over, thinking that Qin Lin and the three sons of the Zhang family, Sister Jiāo, were very affectionate, and they must have learned the news that they were coming to Nanjing from Qin Lin's mouth, and he had treated Zhang Jingxiu in his early years, and it was normal for Zhang Juzheng to write a preface as a thank you.

Wang Shizhen wrote down the postscript with a stamp on the spot, which was of course full of praise and a few words of greeting, and then left on the grounds that he was busy with official business, and invited Li Shizhen to his house as a guest during the Yuan Festival.

Seeing Wang Shizhen away, Li Shizhen sat in the hall for a while, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Master, Master, is the ancestor demonic?" Lu Fatzi was cleaning up Wang Shizhen's teacup, and his hands trembled in fright, so he broke the teacup.

But I saw Li Shizhen standing up and pacing non-stop, muttering in his mouth: "There are always people who know the goods, and finally there is Bole who knows the goods, haha......"

After stopping, Li Shizhen was in tears again, patting the rattan box and crying.

Sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, isn't it crazy?

"Oops," Lu Fatzi shuddered: "Master, Master, you're not crazy, are you?" It's terrible, Brother Qin shouldn't have taken Madman Xu back, it turned out that this madness was contagious, and now even Shizu is crazy......"

"Phew, I'm not crazy," Li Shizhen smiled, ignoring Lu Yuanzhi's nonsense, but glared and said, "How can madness be contagious?" If you don't learn art, the old man said to Qin Shi's nephew and grandson, return you to the Qizhou Medical Center and learn again! ”

Yes? Lu Fatzi cried with a sad face, "Master, the apprentices and grandchildren are all the general banners, and they still want to be apprentices?" Aren't you cheating? ”

Li Shizhen blew his beard and glared at him: "Even if you are a general, you can't deceive your teachers and destroy your ancestors." ”

As he spoke, Qin Lin walked in from outside: "Uncle Taishi, Fat Lu, what are you talking about?" ”

Li Shizhen was as happy as a child, pulled Qin Lin along, took out the inscriptions of Zhang Juzheng and Wang Shizhen, and proudly showed him: "Look, look, the mountains and rivers meet the bosom friend, Zhang Shoufu and Wang Yuanmei have written a preface and a postscript for the old man!" ”

Qin Lin pretended to be very surprised, his eyes widened, and he said happily: "Really? Originally, Uncle Taishi's book is a medical masterpiece, Zhang Shoufu and Wang Fuzun are both knowledgeable people, of course they appreciate your old books. ”

Qing Dai leaned out from Mén, who led to the back house, and smiled at Qin Lin eating, that xiǎo looked very cute.

Li Shizhen looked at Qin Lin suspiciously: "However, you also know some news, right?" Where did Zhang Xiangye know that the old man was coming to Nanjing and prepared a preface in advance? ”

Qin Lin's unthinking answer was probably mentioned by Layueli and the Zhang family brothers inadvertently. ,

Li Shizhen was convinced when he heard this.

"Well, in the future, if the book is printed, can Uncle Taishi add a name among the authors?" Qin Lin scratched his head embarrassedly.

Li Shizhen frowned, didn't rush to answer, stroked his beard and slowly asked who it was.

Qin Lin said with a smile: "It's Qing Dai, my nephew wants to list Qing Dai's name as well, after all, many of the chā pictures of yào things were drawn by her." ”

"You xiǎozi, you are really ......" Li Shizhen frowned, glared at Qin Lin angrily, and then agreed to this request.

Qing Dai was a little embarrassed when she heard it, Xiǎo's face was red, but she felt extremely happy when she thought that she could also be listed in her grandfather's book, if it wasn't for the fact that there were many people, she would have kissed Qin Lin sweetly.

However, there is always time to be alone...... -

Monthly pass, these two days are double, Mi woo~~

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