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

"Ai Qing!"

"You are..."

Only one finger can move, and the rest is numb.

So the words Zhao Zheng wrote on Lao Zhu's hands fell apart.

Even though Lao Zhu squinted his eyes, he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Shoufu should be remembering the fact that Jiangnan merchants colluded with Dongying bandits to wreak havoc on Dongshan Mansion."

"The last general is on the way with Lord Shoufu..."

Jiang Xian did not tell Emperor Zhu Chongba the answer immediately, but first told the experience of the past half a year, and left the rest to him to guess.

"The matter of Dongshan Mansion..."

After Lao Zhu finished listening, he looked at the scattered words in his hand.

I understood it right away.

"Aiqing, do you want to take revenge on Dongshan Mansion?"

"The revenge of Dongshan Mansion?"

This time, Lao Zhu's voice was so loud that the people around him who were shielding from the wind could hear him.

They in the capital still don't know what's going on outside.

One by one they looked at each other.

But what the Holy Mansion did was always right. They believed that something important must have happened to the Dongshan Mansion of the Sun Moon Dynasty.

"Jiang Xian, please tell the story of Dongshan Mansion to the villagers..."

"His Majesty?"

"The military situation is not only about the royal family, but also about the world!"

Old Zhu waved his hand.

Now, he only cares about Zhao Zheng.

"Aiqing, you need to get better!"

On the side, the imperial physicians had already fetched a stretcher.

The scene, on the main street of the capital.

In the direction of the palace, there is a constant flow of people.

The land where Zhao Zheng was originally rescued was immediately erected with a wooden platform.

Jiang Xian turned into a storyteller wearing armor and a knife.

The stretcher went further and further away.

But the people around him are gathering more and more.

"Folks!"

"..."

……

Jiang Xian spoke on the high platform.

At this time, the stretcher carrying Zhao Zheng was about to arrive on the imperial road.

Zhao Zheng, who was on the stretcher, also knew that he should leave again.

"I don't believe it, I can't leave this time!"

Beside the stretcher, Lao Zhu didn't get on the dragon chariot.

This time, he was also one of the escorts for Zhao Zheng, which can be said to have given Zhao Zheng enough face.

All the people in the capital saw it.

The relationship between His Majesty and Master Zhao of the Holy Mansion is really good.

"slow!"

On the stretcher, Zhao Zheng made a movement.

He directly smashed the brain of No. 26 puppet into a mess.

The body is controlled by the mind.

The moment he finished operating, the puppet reacted directly.

All Lao Zhu's thoughts now, at least on the surface, are on Zhao Zheng who is on the stretcher.

So he immediately found out that something was wrong with Zhao Zheng and stopped the team.

"Aiqing, what's wrong with you!"

On the stretcher, puppet No. 26 was shaking violently.

Lao Zhu grabbed Zhao Zheng's right hand, and Jin Yiwei at the side quickly handed him the red mud.

But at the last moment, the No. 26 Zhao Zheng was completely gone.

The reaction left now is just a residual physiological reaction.

The brain is gone, and the efforts of the internal organs and tendons are just a waste of effort.

"hiss……"

Lao Zhu felt a sudden pain in his hand.

After taking a closer look, he found that the veins in Zhao Zheng's right hand were bulging, and his hand was so white that he grabbed it.

He subconsciously wanted to break free, but couldn't pull it out.

The doctors rushed forward.

The stretcher was put down on the spot.

They are at the junction of Yudao and Zhengjie.

The governor's mansion and six officials are included.

The people are outside.

The old Zhu's team in the middle.

Everyone is watching the movement here.

"Master Zhao seems to be unable to hold on anymore!"

"To shut up!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he couldn't hold back his face for a while and wanted to be angry.

But he turned his head, but couldn't find who said it.

There are people in front and behind.

Some wore official robes, and some wore common people's clothes.

There is also pain in the hand.

"Ai Qing! Ai Qing!"

The stretcher was put down, and Lao Zhu naturally followed suit.

The imperial physicians immediately wanted to give Zhao Zheng's hand an injection and asked him to put Lao Zhu's hand down first.

"Save Aiqing first!"

But Lao Zhu refused.

His hands are full of calluses, the pain must be bearable.

Right now, Zhao Zheng must not die.

In four words.

At this moment, it is all his sincerity.

How to let others understand yourself?

How can Lao Zhu be truly shocked?

The method Zhao Zheng used all the time before was to burp in front of Lao Zhu.

Today he enlightened.

Emotionally, there is no true empathy in the world.

So Zhao Zheng gave the last order to puppet No. 26 before his consciousness left the body.

Let Lao Zhu empathize physically!

The pain of death is real.

Old Zhu, I'm sorry.

"What are you still doing?"

"Quickly use the previous method!"

Seeing the stretcher, Zhao Zheng trembled more and more.

That face has turned from red to black.

Lao Zhu was in a hurry.

But the imperial doctors dare not.

Because at this moment, they can no longer do that.

Now Zhao Zheng himself is struggling to breathe.

Once they go up to assist, it might destroy his autonomous rhythm.

But they have to do something.

What should they do.

Whoa!

"I can't read it! It's not in the book!"

"Turn it over carefully!"

This imperial medical emergency team has been established for a spring and summer.

They were given unprecedented support by Lao Zhu.

Unlimited supply of various medicinal materials.

The death row prisoners in the prison practiced unlimitedly.

They are for today.

I don't want to face this day, but I will definitely face it today.

But this moment has come.

They have no choice.

"What kind of medicine is needed to save Master Shoufu!"

"God!!!"

boom!

The imperial physicians have studied medicine for half their lives, but at this moment they are helpless.

They are more broken than Lao Zhu.

Pray directly to God.

The officials and people who were watching around finally understood what had happened.

Zhao Zheng didn't get better.

Now it's time to part again.

boom!

The emperor Zhu Chongba is squatting, so they should ask Big Dipper again.

……

"Aiqing..."

For the first time, Lao Zhu was helpless but not angry with the imperial physicians around him.

Because this time, Zhao Zheng was going to die in front of his eyes and in his hands.

This is a real person.

"Preach the decree! If there are genius doctors around the capital, we will reward you with ten thousand taels of gold!"

……

After half an hour.

Puppet 26's trembling weakened.

It turned into a gasp.

Those imperial physicians have already started shaking their heads and crying.

"His Majesty!"

"My minister... I may have a solution!"

There are folk miracle doctors, and they have indeed come.

But there is no way.

A kneeling official saw it, but suddenly raised his hand.

"Do you have a solution?"

"who are you?"

Lao Zhu quickly followed the voice to look.

It was originally a small official wearing a fifth-rank official robe.

His heart lost half of his excitement in an instant.

"Go back to Your Majesty!"

"Tao Wan, head of Weichen's Ministry of Industry."

"Before the founding of the country, you even sealed off a ten thousand households."

Tao Wan quickly replied.

"Oh, so it's you..."

Before the founding of the country, Lao Zhu would snatch talents he could and accept them when he saw them.

Tao Wan is one of them.

Even, because he brought more than a thousand craftsmen who were good at gunpowder skills to join him, and made great achievements repeatedly, he won a ten thousand households.

Just, after the founding of the country.

There are too many new meritorious figures who have risen.

He had already become inconspicuous.

"You don't want to be your Wanhu, how can you go to the Ministry of Industry to be a small master?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I will explain these things later, the chief assistant needs to get on the equipment quickly!"

"instrument?"

Old Zhu was a little confused.

The surrounding imperial physicians didn't understand why a director of the Ministry of Industry who had nothing to do with medical skills thought he had a solution.

Snapped!Snapped!

But Tao Wan looked very confident.

He clapped his hands directly, and asked his subordinates to fetch a sheep intestine tube and a sheepskin water bladder.

"His Majesty!"

"In the past, when the Zhenghou of the Zhao Mansion went to the Ministry of Industry to guide, it happened that the research of gunpowder by the minister encountered a bottleneck."

"So the Marquis of Zhengyi opened a small fire for the humble minister."

"Marquis Zhengyi once said that fire is the foundation of the world."

"This person is like a fire. For a fire to burn and for a person to stand, one-third of the clean energy in the world is needed..."

……

Zhao House.

"Returning to the master, there is still no news of the death of puppet No. 26."

"Give me a numb claw... What the hell is going on here?"

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