"Grandpa Tai's apparition?"

Wu Youke heard Lao Zhu say that the grandfather appeared to him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

As an orthodox physician and a scholar, Wu Youke obviously doesn't believe in gods and ghosts.

But this was said by Lao Zhu, and he didn't dare to refute it, so he had to take the plague theory and continue to read it, wanting to see if this so-called book written by "himself" could curb the plague.

It's just that the more he reads it, the more shocked he becomes, because there are some examples in this book, which are cases that he has treated himself, and even many of them are cases when he was a traveling doctor alone, and no one knows about this matter at all except himself.

Moreover, the writing and writing style of this book are exactly the same as his, and it is no exaggeration to say that except for those annotations, the book is full of traces of him inside and out.

"Could it be...... Did I really write this book? ”

Wu Youke was a little stunned at this time, he had never believed in ghosts and gods, and he was a little shaken.

Above all, the most important thing is that the argument put forward by the plague theory is feasible, and if it is followed by the above ideas, although there is no way to cure those infected with the plague, it can alleviate their symptoms, and even stop the spread of the plague.

And the most surprising thing for Wu Youke was those annotations, those annotations don't know who wrote them, but the ideas are whimsical, and they look incredible, but after thinking about it carefully, they find that those annotations are extremely reasonable.

For Wu Youke, these annotations are no less than the sound of the avenue.

Wu Youke was like a treasure, absorbing the above knowledge hungrily, and even forgot about Lao Zhu beside him for a while.

And Lao Zhu looked at Wu Youke's appearance, and didn't bother him, so Wang Chengen lightly moved a chair and put it behind him, and then sat back to review the folds.

Curbing the plague is a top priority, looking at Wu Youke's appearance, it is obvious that he has gained something, if he can really stop the plague, let alone wait for Wu Youke for a while, why not wait for him for three days.

Wu Youke, who was trapped in the treasure house of medicine, completely forgot everything around him, he looked at the commentary on the plague theory, and at the same time he stared at it, he looked extremely slowly, and he was also extremely engaged, and he didn't even know when he was sitting in the chair.

Wu Youke looked at it this way, it was a whole afternoon, during which Lao Zhu didn't let anyone disturb him, until the sky gradually got a little dark, and Wu Youke couldn't see the handwriting on the plague theory clearly, so he subconsciously shouted, "Palm lamp!" ”

After saying this, Wu Youke seemed to remember something, and raised his head reluctantly.

When he saw the magnificent Qianqing Hall and the old Zhu who was sitting opposite him and was reviewing the folds, Wu Youke was almost scared to death.

He once jumped up from the chair with a bang, but because he kept a position on the chair for a long time, the blood in his legs was a little paralyzed.

Wu Youke, who fell to the ground, although he couldn't control his body, he subconsciously protected the plague theory in his arms for the first time.

As a result, because he didn't have his hands as a buffer, Wu Youke, who fell to the ground, fell hard, and his body was slightly paralyzed, so he couldn't get up for a while.

Wang Chengen just heard Wu Youke's words about holding the lamp, so he went to light the lamp, and it was a little far away, so he couldn't rush over to help Wu Youke for a while.

And after Lao Zhu saw Wu Youke who fell to the ground, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and helped him up with his own hands.

"We're still waiting for you to help us heal the plague, you can't break it."

Lao Zhu smiled and helped the person to the chair, and then asked, "How is it, do you see any experience?" ”

To tell the truth, although Lao Zhu, who was born in poverty, became the emperor, many of them did not have a shelf that most emperors couldn't put down.

Although he has always hated corrupt officials and profiteers, he has no mercy in his actions, and he can even do this thing, but he is still very tolerant of ordinary people.

Especially a doctor like Wu Youke, who dared to risk his life to treat those people who were infected with the plague, Lao Zhu didn't feel that he had anything to do if he helped him.

It's just that he thinks so, Wu Keke doesn't think so, not to mention that he is just an ordinary traveling doctor now, his identity is a common person, even if he was the imperial doctor at the beginning, he is not qualified to let the emperor help him up.

Even if you go through the entire history of the Ming Dynasty, there are a few who can be treated like this by the emperor.

Wu Youke's head was blank at this time, he was a little frightened, and at the same time he felt a little flattered, the whole person froze there and didn't know what to do, and after Lao Zhu helped him to the chair, he reacted, "Your Majesty, the grass people ......"

"Okay, no need to say polite words."

Lao Zhu calmed Wu Youke's emotions for a while, and then said, "How is it, is this book useful?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, this book is simply too useful."

Wu Youke, who was originally a little confused, heard Lao Zhu talk about the plague theory, and immediately put all his thoughts aside, and said with a little shiny eyes: "This plague theory coincides with the ideas of the grass people, especially the annotations above, which are extremely precious, and they are beyond the imagination of the grass people. ”

"The grass people feel that these annotations are definitely not from the grass people's hands, and even in the future, the grass people will definitely not be able to write such exquisite annotations, as if they are out of this era, which is breathtaking."

"It's good to be useful."

Hearing Wu Youke say this, Lao Zhu couldn't help but bow slightly, it seems that he has underestimated these books sold by the simulator, and the annotations that Wu Youke said are eighty percent of the annotations that later generations have annotated.

The value of the annotations of the people of later generations is naturally self-evident, and now I don't know whether only this treatise on the plague has annotations, or whether all books have annotations.

If you buy all the books from the simulator with annotations, then the books are worth a lot.

Thinking of this, the first thing that came to Lao Zhu's mind was Song Yingxing's Tiangong Kaiwu and Bi Maokang's weapon diagram.

Song Yingxing and Bi Maokang have been summoned some time ago, and their work Lao Zhu has also read it, if the content of Tiangong Kaiwu can be promoted, it will definitely greatly improve the productivity of the Ming Dynasty, so that the anti-risk ability of the Ming Dynasty will be stronger in the future.

As for Bi Maokang's weapon diagram, it is a record of the manufacturing methods of various firearms, among which the flintlock pistol, which was highly praised by later generations in the history books, that is, the self-generated firearm, Lao Zhu also saw its convenience, and had asked the Ordnance Bureau to begin to supervise the manufacture.

It's just that although the advantages of self-generated firearms are huge, their cost is high, and the trigger pull is too laborious, and there are many disadvantages, so it can only be developed on a small scale now.

If the weapon diagram bought from the simulator says that there is a way to make up for the shortcomings of this thing, then the power of the Great Open Fire weapon can be immediately increased by several grades.

Thinking of this, Lao Zhu's heart was hot, and Lao Zhu or the Ming Dynasty attached great importance to firearms.

The people of Lao Zhu's lineage have always been very pragmatic, such as bird guns, Franco cannons, and Hongyi cannons, which are all transmitted from overseas, and they are easy to use, so the old Zhu family directly used them.

But just copying other people's things will have a problem, and that is the lack of innovation.

Therefore, if there is also an annotation in the description of the armament, then the Ming Dynasty can develop more advanced firearms based on this annotation.

Not to mention anything else, as long as the fire gun can be perfected, the combat effectiveness of the Ming army can be increased by at least fifty percent, which is already a great improvement, at least it is definitely not a problem to beat Jiannu and Li Zicheng.

However, because Wu Youke was still here, Lao Zhu temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and then asked, "Relying on the things on this, can you cure the plague?" ”

"This ......"

Hearing Lao Zhu's question, Wu Youke's eyes instantly became a little dark, he shook his head, and said: "The plague has a fast onset, it can kill people in just a day or two, and if the symptoms are mild and treated properly, they may be able to pick up a life by relying on the patient's own physical fitness." ”

"And the seriously ill patients, there is no time to save, and they can't be saved at all, at least according to the above statement in this annotation, we don't have the ability to heal."

"The most grass people can do is to isolate the crowd, so that the plague is no longer as fierce as it spread before, and when the source of infection is dealt with, this plague will be able to pass."

To be honest, the method given by Wu Youke is no longer a treatment prescription, but a blocking prescription.

Isolate the infected and let them survive, and if they can't survive, they can only let them die, and when all the infected people are all dead, and there are no new infected people, the plague will naturally be eliminated.

Although this practice is very cruel to those who are infected, which makes Wu Youke, a doctor, feel ashamed, but his ability is limited, and there is really no better way.

"Stop the spread of the plague...... It's enough, too. ”

Lao Zhu understood what Wu Youke meant, and couldn't help sighing, but he knew that Wu Youke had already tried his best, so he didn't say anything harsh.

He looked at Wu Youke and said in a deep voice: "Wu Youke, now we order you to be the envoy of the Tai Hospital, the general consul of the Tai Hospital, and deal with the plague." ”

"The crude drug storehouse, Huimin Pharmacy, and Imperial Pharmacy under the Tai Hospital are all prepared by you, so you must minimize the damage caused by this plague."

"Envoy?"

Wu Ke was stunned again.

The number one leader of the Tai Hospital, the official position of the fifth grade, can be said to be the highest status among the doctors.

Lao Zhu said such a sentence directly to the envoy of the imperial hospital, he was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly excused himself, "Your Majesty, this must not be, the grass people are just a civilian, whether it is identity or qualifications, they are far from the envoy of the hospital, and they are not qualified to sit in this court envoy at all." ”

"What's more, the hospital envoy must not only know how to treat diseases and save people, but also know how to manage doctors.

"The grass people implore Your Majesty to retract their orders, and it is enough for the grass people to be an ordinary medical officer in the Tai Hospital, so as not to hinder the grass people from dealing with the epidemic."

After Lao Zhu heard Wu Youke's words, he didn't mean to be angry, but opened his mouth to persuade him: "This time to deal with the plague, you are the main one, if you are just an ordinary medical officer, who will listen to what you say?" ”

"Now that the plague is fierce, your arrangement, if you delay it for a quarter of an hour, it will be countless innocent lives to die from the plague."

"We think you don't want to delay the lives of those innocent people because of this kind of thing."

After saying this, Lao Zhu gave Wu Youke a reassurance, "As for you saying that you can't manage, it's okay, we will send someone to help you." ”

"Wang Chengen, go to the edict and bring out that bastard thing of Wang Zhixin, and let him help Wu Youke do things."

"Tell him, if he can do this beautifully, then we won't pursue the past, if he can't do it well, then he won't want to come out again in the edict in the future."

Wang Zhixin was originally in charge of internal affairs in the palace, and he was very trusted by Chongzhen and had great power, and his younger brother and nephew were all because of him, and they found an errand for a hundred households in Jinyiwei.

But since Lao Zhu began to clean up Dongchang and Jinyiwei, he began to be unlucky, not only his younger brothers and nephews were all cut down, but even he was implicated, and he was directly imprisoned, and the silver taels copied from his house alone amounted to hundreds of thousands of taels.

If it weren't for Lao Zhu's feeling that this person still had some ability to do things, he would have died in the edict a long time ago.

Now it just so happened that Wu Youke needed someone to help, so Lao Zhu simply brought him out of the edict, if he did well, Lao Zhu wouldn't mind leaving him a way to survive in the future and let him do some dirty things.

If you don't do it well, it will be worthless, and Lao Zhu will kill him directly at that time.

Listening to Lao Zhu's words, Wu Youke hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped refusing, and directly received the order and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, and the grass people Wu can accept the order again." ”

"Do it with your heart, you can come to us at any time if you have anything, and the safety of the people of the Ming Dynasty depends on you."

Lao Zhu encouraged Wu Youke a little, and after Wang Chengen took him away, Lao Zhu thought for a moment, and then directly bought a copy of "Illustrated Weapons".

It is also the price of 100 simulators, and after Lao Zhu got his hands and opened the weapon diagram, his face suddenly showed a hint of joy, because there was indeed an annotation on it, and compared with the plague theory, there were undoubtedly more annotations on the weapon diagram and more detailed.

"Percussive flintlock pistol, rapid reload......"

Lao Zhu found the page of the self-made firecracker, and sure enough, he saw that the annotation listed the more advanced, cost-cultivated flintlock pistol.

"Hereafter...... It seems that the research of firearms is a bit clever. ”

Lao Zhu looked at the content of this annotation, although this annotation has a high evaluation of the self-generated fire gun and the ramming flintlock pistol, but the keen Lao Zhu can still feel it, the condescending look of later generations.

It was as if these firearms, in the eyes of later generations, were like toys in the hands of children.

Therefore, Lao Zhu couldn't help but have a deep curiosity about these later generations, how strong can the firearms of later generations be to be qualified to look down on these firearms like this?

"Knocking down a wall with one shot? Or is it half a street? It can't be a one-shot attack on no city, right? ”

Lao Zhu shook his head with a smile when he thought of this, and threw out the absurd thoughts in his mind.