Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

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So, with guilt towards the imperial physician Li Wanfang and more innocent people, Zhao Zheng began to memorize prescriptions by rote.

During these days, he turned back to an ordinary person.

The prescriptions are complicated, and it usually takes him a day to memorize one prescription.

But he enjoyed it.

Because the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital, under the persuasion of the imperial physician Ling Li Wanfang, took the initiative to give him their ancestral prescriptions.

He cherishes the feeling of being trusted, which he has not had for a long time.

Of course, while Zhao Zheng was trying to memorize the prescriptions by rote, he also started to save the prescriptions.

So where can it be stored to ensure that it will not be lost?

Zhao Zheng thought of many ways——

"Buried in another world? It seems feasible..."

"These inheritances, which are thousands of times more precious than gold, stone and jade, are the real treasures of China, and they are worth it!"

Zhao Zheng thought of three places, one is the ancestral tomb of the Zhao family, the other is the tomb of the eleven martyrs of the Zhao family, and the third is under the Zhuohe Shuijun stele beside the Zhuohe River.

But then, Zhao Zheng thought again.

The best way to pass on is not to bury it.

It's about inheriting these two characters.

The best way to prevent these treasures from being cut off is to implement them so that the world can benefit.

"Only writing books, open academies!"

It is by no means that it is too difficult to memorize the prescriptions by rote, so that Zhao Zheng can't remember them at all, so he came up with this idea.

"It just so happens that the Sun Moon Dynasty is in its prime, and the prestige of the Zhao Mansion has not declined much."

"The Yongle Grand Ceremony can be brought forward!"

"Then what I want is not just prescriptions, but also more classics and professional talents."

"But where can we get in touch with so many classics and professionals?"

In the past, Zhao Zheng didn't understand these things at all, so he found Li Wanfang, the imperial physician of the imperial hospital, on the second day after he made up his mind.

"Master Zhao finished memorizing the prescription again?"

Li Wanfang and Zhao Zheng have been partners for several months, and they are very familiar with each other.

At first, he didn't think Zhao Zheng could persevere.

After all, memorizing prescriptions is a real long-term hard work, tiring work.

The objects served by Tai Hospital are inside and outside the palace. When they come to get medicine and ask doctors, there are seldom emergencies, and most of them are long-term illnesses. In addition, medical records are required before prescribing medicines.

So you say that the Tai Hospital is a character in the world's apricot forest pyramid, and it can read medical books. What is the significance of this prescription?

There are only folk medical clinics, which are needed only when people come urgently and ask many people.

But the problem is, Zhao Zheng persisted.

That's why Li Wanfang, the imperial physician who was moved by it, lobbied his colleagues to find a prescription for him.

"Medical Li, I'm here today, not to ask for a prescription."

Zhao Zheng was somewhat embarrassed to speak.

"Hey, you and I have forgotten our friendship, why are you still coy, if you have anything to do with Mr. Zhao, just talk about it."

The body of Zhao Zheng's puppet is about forty, while Li Wanfang, the imperial physician, is already in his early sixties.

No, seeing Zhao Zheng's embarrassed look, it might not be easy to know.

In order to make him speak, he blew his beard and stared.

"Then the officer will tell you."

Afterwards, Zhao Zheng expressed his problems and ideas.

"what!"

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

"The old man will definitely support you!"

"However, you are not just writing a book or biography. It will require a huge amount of manpower and material resources. The Sixth Ministry, the Imperial College, and even the whole world will have to cooperate with you."

"For this kind of matter, it's best for Master Zhao to be the head of your house..."

Speaking of this, the imperial physician ordered Li Wanfang to suddenly get stuck and fell silent.

That's right, if you want to do such a big thing, you must have someone with weight to come out with advice.

The Patriarch of the Zhao Mansion is the best candidate.

But the problem is also here. The imperial physician made Li Wanfang realize that the patriarch of the Zhao family is currently lying in the imperial hospital!

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, although you and I have high official titles, we are medical officers of the Imperial Hospital. This is not easy."

After the silence, Li Wanfang said helplessly.

"It's okay, it's enough for Li Yiling to point out a direction for the subordinate."

Zhao Zheng was also silent.

How could he not know that now he has been cut down by the emperor.

Otherwise, why would he come to Li Wanfang to find a solution.

Hou Zhongyi's puppet still has one breath left, and at most there is only one chance to come back to life.

The southwest is not flat, so it must not be wasted easily.

so......

"Medical Li, I have something to ask you."

"Quickly tell me, between you and me, there is nothing to ask or not to ask."

Li Wanfang felt ashamed that he couldn't help Zhao Zheng, and when he saw that Zhao Zheng still had something to ask, he became anxious.

"The lower official thinks that we can first pass on the medicine in the ceremony to Xiu, and hope to get the support of the Supreme Hospital."

"Are you still thinking about it?"

Li Wanfang thought that Zhao Zheng had given up after being silent for a long time, but he didn't expect that he wanted to practice part of it first.

But it seems that there is nothing wrong with repairing part of it first.

The grand ceremony described by Zhao Zheng covers everything, and the medical biography is a part of it, so it has to be repaired.

Is there a better place than Tai Hospital?

No!

"it is good!"

"I will immediately summon all the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital to assist you!"

"Thank you, Li Medical Order!"

"Hey, how many times have I told you not to see each other!"

"Hahaha!"

Both of them laughed.

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May of the 12th year of Enlightenment.

The imperial palace, the emperor's study.

At this time, Wu Feng was reporting the situation to Emperor Zhu Chongba here.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei, the last general, has come to report that the rice flowers in the southwestern countries have withered, and the scion will be ready soon!"

"what!"

"The scion will be born in May! God help us too!"

"Southwest is really a good place!"

When Emperor Zhu Chongba heard the news, he stood up happily and didn't bother to read the memorial.

"Er Hu, go to Xu Guogong's mansion immediately and ask him how many bowls of rice he can eat recently!"

"Yes!"

In the corner, the two tigers appeared at the right time and took orders to go.

"Mao Xiang, go to the imperial hospital immediately and ask the imperial physician to come and see us!"

"Also, immediately comrade your virtuous brocade guards all over Kyushu! From now on, expand the scale for us, and then take out half of the troops and gather them all to the southwest. There are big things to do!"

"Yes!"

Mao Xiang outside the door also appeared at the right time, and took the order to leave.

The two colleagues took their orders and left. Wu Feng, who was standing in the middle of the study, also rolled his eyes at this moment.

The emperor believed in the two tigers and Mao Xiang, as if he didn't believe in himself.

Obviously his Jinyiwei is in the southwestern countries...

It's because of Zhao Zheng!

Wu Feng quickly figured out the whole story of the problem.

Fortunately, Li Jin and the group of 'refugees' were all safely sent to the southwestern countries by him.

Even if Zhao Zheng's incident happened, he still has the cards to withdraw.

But Wu Feng didn't know that he had already committed Jin Yiwei's biggest problem, his addiction to gambling.

This kind of hobby is not only reflected in the rewards after every narrow escape, going to brothels and gambling houses to continue looking for excitement.

Also reflected in the profession itself.

After all, once you enter Jinyiwei, it's as deep as the sea, it's not just talk.

Even the lowest-ranking members of Jinyiwei can only live in seclusion in groups after quitting Jinyiwei.

Not to mention his leadership.

So when he was peeking at others, others were also peeking at him.