"The light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is no benefit of the spring of the year, and it is better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital."

Han Yu's masterpiece in the Tang Dynasty was naturally unceremoniously taken by Wu Jie as his own, and now with his status in the literary world, ordinary poetry is also disdained to plagiarize. However, the use of these seven words at this time today is also appropriate.

The New Year has passed, more than ten days of sunshine, the snow on the ground has melted, standing on the high-rise building, the oncoming wind in addition to the smell of firecrackers, with a hint of warmth.

Look at the moths around me, compared to a month ago, they have gained a lot of weight. The skin appears fair, and the person is plump. Today, I walked only two or three miles on the street, and I shouted heat. When he got here, he took off the fur fur on his body and let Lian Laosan's daughter Yu scoop it by herself.

There was a slight sweat on her forehead, and she looked like her whole face was covered with a glimmer of brilliance.

Indeed, the temper of the moth has been much better than before, as if it had changed someone. Speaking unusually smoothly, he laughed before speaking.

This situation made Wu Jie muttered a little in his heart, and he always felt a little uneasy.

Before the Chinese New Year, because Jiajing was busy with the New Year, Wu Jie also had to prepare for the exam, and he was not going to Xiyuan. Without the shackles of official business, Wu Jie felt unprecedentedly relaxed. After the same family had a comfortable Spring Festival, I had to bring my family to Ci Ming Temple today.

Said to be a temple, in fact, is a sister-in-law nunnery, has long been deserted, on the courtyard of the two entrances, the house seems to be dilapidated, behind the Taoist temple is an amazingly large open space, open five acres of land, planted vegetables and wheat, as the work of the Taoist temple. There is also a big tomb, and when you look at the words on the tombstone, it turns out to be the great eunuch Gu Dayong when Emperor Zhengde.

There are only two old Taoist aunts living in the Taoist temple.

This place is located on the edge of Yuyuan Pond, not far from the West Garden, the feng shui is good or not, not to mention, the scenery is very good.

The two female Taoist priests heard that it was the famous Wu Da Mingshi who was busy welcoming Wu Jie's family to the upstairs pavilion, serving fragrant tea, setting up tea and food, and waiting carefully.

The female Taoist priests all looked like they were in their seventies, looking trembling, and their hands were trembling, which made Wu Jie worry for a while.

There are no less than 100 ancient temples and temples in the city of Beijing, if Wu Da famous people can visit here, but they can also be famous in this view.

Moth is a southerner, and this is the first time he has spent the winter in the north, and he can't stand the cold and hides in the house all day. After a few months, the person was white, but his spirit was a little bad.

Wu Jie felt sorry for his woman, and as soon as the year was over, he saw that the weather was so good, so he took her out for activities

The reason why I came here is because Li Shizhen is in Beijing, living in this Taoist temple, and the two meet here.

Wu Jie was standing side by side with the moth in the window, looking in the direction of the West Garden, but he saw a tender duck in the distance.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and then Li Shizhen laughed: "Shizhen is so interested!" ”

The two looked back, Li Shizhen was still dressed in cloth, and compared with a few months ago, he was also a little haggard, and his temples were weathered.

Wu Jie said with a smile: "Brother Dongbi, when did you enter Beijing, why don't you say it in advance, I can send someone to pick it up." Why don't you stay with me when you come to Beijing, but live in such a sister-in-law nunnery? ”

Mozi, Lian Guizhi, and even the third father and daughter were also surprised, and said in unison: "Imperial Doctor Li." ”

Li Shizhen lived in Wu Jie's house for a while, and when the two met, they talked casually, not so much.

Smiling and nodding at everyone, he sat down on a chair, took a sip of his teacup, and said, "I entered Beijing a month ago." ”

"What, I entered Beijing a month ago, why didn't I know?" Wu Jie and the others were all stunned, and hurriedly asked Li Shizhen why he didn't bring a letter for so long, but lived alone in this temple. …,

Li Shizhen cried and laughed: "Shizhen, you forgot, didn't you write a letter to me last month, pointing out the fallacies in the "Compendium of Materia Medica" I compiled? Li Shizhen was still not convinced at the time, so he verified it according to your method, and after checking, he realized that as Shizhen said, I was ridiculously wrong. This view has some relationship with me, and the former abbot was also from the apricot forest, and he knew me. Many of the medical plans and notes I wrote when I was working at Tai Hospital are stored here. This time I went to Beijing to retrieve the materials I had written before, and to correct the errors in the "Compendium of Materia Medica" one by one. As for the New Year, it doesn't matter, and I want to be quiet, so I didn't bother, please don't take it to heart. ”

Hearing him say this, Wu Jie suddenly realized that he used himself to master the convenient post station communication system of the Ming Dynasty by the emperor's side, and he and Li Shizhen often exchanged letters.

Last month, Wu Jie inexplicably traveled through modern society in a dream by chance, and it was the only time he crossed that month. I was going to see if I could get some useful information in the modern world, so I went online and looked for it endlessly. Suddenly saw an article in ** that belittled traditional Chinese medicine to uselessness, Wu Jie naturally scoffed at **'s radical remarks.

However, through that article, Wu Jie still found that Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" made many low-level mistakes, which had a certain relationship with the scientific level and knowledge structure of the ancients, and it was not that Li Shizhen deliberately scribbled.

For example, in the "Compendium of Materia Medica", Li Shizhen's understanding of rabbits is "as big as a raccoon dog with brown fur, a rat-like body with a short tail, and large and pointed ears." The upper lip is missing and spleenless, with a long beard and short forefeet. The buttocks have nine holes, and they sit on the instep of their feet and can jump and run. Conception is achieved by licking the male's hair, and a child is born five months later. ”

This is a joke at all, so he wrote to Li Shizhen and asked him to raise two rabbits, one male and one female, separately, and when the rabbit matured, cut off a few strands of male rabbit hair for the female rabbit to lick and see if she could get pregnant.

For another example, Li Shizhen believes that amber is a tiger, "Tiger, where a tiger sees at night, shines at a glance, and sees things at a glance." The hunter waited to shoot it, and the crossbow arrow could reach it, and his eyes fell to the ground, and he who got it like a white stone is also. ”

Wu Jie also said in the letter that this thing was melted by the oil of the plant after it fell to the ground. If you don't believe me, you can go find more amber, there will definitely be bugs wrapped in it. If it's a tiger's eyes, how do those bugs get in?

For example, Li Shizhen wrote in the book, "When a female cat is not matched with a male cat, she will become pregnant if she sweeps her back with a bamboo broom several times." Or use a bucket to cover the cat in front of the stove, hit the bucket with a broom, and pray to the god of the stove, and will also be pregnant. ”

The reason why he wrote these contents at that time was that he didn't want to see a generation of medical masters make such a low-level mistake and be laughed at by future generations of non-practicing literati who don't know what to do.

It is estimated that after Li Shizhen read his letter, he also did the same experiment in private, and found that the mistakes in his book were very low-level, so he ran into the capital to revise his previous work.

I don't know what the "Compendium of Materia Medica" will look like after this revision is completed, but in any case, it will definitely be very different from the real history.

This is probably a little bit of the influence of Wu Jie on history.

Wu Jie smiled and was about to say a few more polite words, but Li Shizhen continued to smile bitterly and shook his head: "Li Shizhen refused to go even to Shizhen in order to be quiet and study. However, even so, it was inevitable that he would be arrested. ”

Mozi and the others shouted in surprise: "Who is so bold as to dare to provoke Imperial Doctor Li?" ”

Li Shizhen is a generation of famous doctors, living dead and flesh and bones. People are always born, old, sick and die, whether you are a first-class member or a small citizen, you will inevitably be approached by the disease. has been practicing medicine in Beijing for many years, Li Shizhen has made friends all over the world, and anyone will give him a little face, who dares to go to him for trouble so blindly? …,

Li Shizhen was a little depressed: "I was invited by Lu Dudu, and I lived in Lu Bing for half a month, and I only got out the day before yesterday." ”

"It turned out to be Lu Bing, wait... … Isn't Lu Gong terminally ill and the medicine stone is ineffective? Wu Jie was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered that in real history, Lu Bing should have died a few years ago, why didn't he die yet?

"Well, that's right, according to his face at the time, there is no salvation." Li Shizhen nodded and said, "Actually, when it comes to Lu Gong's step, he can't be saved at all."

Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. Our duty as doctors is not to save lives, but to alleviate the suffering of patients, so that they can live more tastefully and die with dignity. ”

The ancients believed in fate, even a medical master like Li Shizhen.

He sighed and continued: "According to Lu Gong's vein, he will definitely not live much this winter. If I were him, I wouldn't think about life and death at all, I would be at peace, I would do whatever I had to do, be happy and know my fate, live so freely, and walk calmly. Why take a lot of medicine to make yourself dying, lingering on your breath, and life is worse than death? ”

"I don't know how the Lu family knew that I entered Beijing, but the two brothers of the Lu family actually found Guanli and knelt down in front of me. said that Duke Lu is no longer done, please let me Li Shizhen see the love of being a minister in the same hall before, and be sure to save his life. There's no way, since it's all said to this point, I can't help but go. After being tired for half a month, he finally saved Lu Gong's life. ”

Wu Jie's heart sank: "How is Gong Lu now?" ”

Li Shizhen: "It's not good, it's just a breath of hanging, and someone can die at any time...... Actually, it would have been nice if he had left years ago. By now, he was completely paralyzed in bed, his hands and feet were rotten, and he was blind again, and living such a life was a kind of torture at all. Buddhism said well, the human body is just a stinky skin, and Lu Gong's body is so rotten that it doesn't look good. It's good that it's cold now, but it's hot in the future... … It's the limit...... Whoever goes there will not be ······"

Only then did Wu Jie understand that because of his letter, Li Shizhen was invited by the Lu family after entering Beijing. is also because of Li Shizhen, Lu Bing, who should have died in winter, has survived until now.

This is also his influence on history.

Could it be that this is the butterfly effect?

This butterfly flutters its wings, will it really fan the wind?

I'm not sure about anything!

"Butterflies, butterflies, so beautiful!" The moth suddenly reached out in surprise.

Wu Jie turned his head to look, but saw a yellow butterfly outside the window, riding the warm spring breeze, slowly rising in the hot airflow.