Chapter 187 The Germination of Capitalism
The journey down the sea is naturally faster than the canal. In the past, the seven-day journey through the canal took only four days to reach the mouth of Longjiang.
At this time, Chen Cao was still in a coma.
He has a fever.
After being sent to Dingwuhou's Mansion, Chen Cao's wives and concubines all over the house burst into tears. Li Waner, who had just given birth, rushed to Nanjing Imperial College without caring about the confinement period.
She wanted to find Fu Dingchen, who was treating Chen Cao at that time.
Tang Ruowang and several Thais who were responsible for teaching at Chen Cao College came to see Chen Cao's injury. After careful inspection, Father Conrad said to Li Xiang: "Dear Madam, Mr. Marquis has been saved using the first aid method of the Kingdom of France. Myself, but at the moment John and I both agree that Mr. Marquis has a bacterial infection and needs to be treated with the best medicine. It’s a pity that this is the Ming Dynasty..."
What Conrad meant was that he could treat wounds, but he couldn't treat fevers caused by bacterial infections. Moreover, he couldn't make the old-fashioned oxytetracycline antipyretic drug, which required specialized doctors from the Holy Roman Empire.
Li Xiang cried anxiously, and Li Waner was not here at the moment. Not long after hearing the news, Wei Guogong and others even came with famous doctors from Nanjing to treat Chen Cao.
Several famous doctors were helpless because they had never dealt with the high fever caused by being shot. They had never seen the treatment method of bacterial infection in Western medicine theory in traditional Chinese medicine in medical books.
The only way to reduce the fever is to follow the usual wind and cold, but Li Xiang didn't believe it, he still believed in Fu Dingchen.
If it weren't for Qian Qianyi's help, even if Li Waner stepped in, he wouldn't be able to bring Fu Dingchen. Even if Fu Dingchen had treated Chen Cao once, it was because he went with some purpose.
When Fu Dingchen arrived at Chen Cao's home, he saw a group of princes and marquises dressed in red and green, and had to bow to them first.
Xu Hongji waved his hand: "Go quickly and give Marquis Ding Wu a diagnosis and treatment. These etiquettes are waived."
Fu Dingchen looked around and saw that there were many famous doctors in Jinling City around him. There were more than a dozen prescriptions written on the table. Fu Dingchen was too young. Zhang Shenxian, an old man from the west of the city who had treated Chen Cao several times, looked even more disdainful.
Fu Dingchen smiled, then stepped forward to observe Chen Cao's injuries, then took his pulse. After a while, he stood up and laughed: "This disease is simple. Take three doses of the prescription I prescribed to relieve the fever and wake up." .”
Many famous doctors were slapped in the face. They have been practicing medicine for decades and have no experience in treating gunshot wounds. Moreover, it has not been written in any medical books. Even Li Shizhen of this era has written about specific treatment methods for firearm injuries. The yellow-haired boy in front of him actually dared to speak rudely.
Fu Dingchen wrote the recipe after three strokes, five divided by two, and handed it to Li Xiang: "Madam, just go get the medicine. If Marquis Dingwu doesn't wake up after taking it, I, Fu Shan, will be buried with Marquis Dingwu."
Oops...
How much confidence is this?
Li Xiang hurriedly said: "Thank you Mr. Fu, Xiaoxue, hurry up and grab the medicine, you can brew it yourself..."
"The student still has some unfinished homework in the Imperial College. Please forgive me, madam..."
Fu Dingchen, who called himself Fu Shan, had obviously changed his name to the name in history. After saluting Li Xiang, he greeted Xu Hongji and other distinguished guests in the lobby and left.
Chen Cao had a lot of traditional Chinese medicine at home, and he quickly prepared it and put it into the pot. Zhang Guangguang asked Li Xiang for the prescription written by Fu Shan, took a look at it, and then studied it with a group of famous doctors who gathered...
"I spent three taels of Artemisia annua and one tael and seven cents of Anemarrhena. This..."
"I rarely use Qinghao when I go to the clinic on weekdays. Its antipyretic effect is average..."
"A little bit of gypsum is also used, maybe the coolness of the gypsum can help with the medicinal properties of Artemisia annua..."
"Qinghao Zhimu is a king and a minister, let's see how effective this Qinghao Zhimu decoction is..."
"Can a yellow-haired boy help Marquis Wu stay with him?"
After taking a bowl of medicine, Chen Cao opened his eyes that night. He felt extremely weak: "Have I arrived in the underworld?"
Li Xiang and all his wives and concubines, who had been staying by his side, were all smiling.
"Mr. Fu's medicine is really effective. Hurry, go and heat up another bowl of medicine for your husband."
After drinking the second bowl of medicine, Chen Cao fell asleep again in a daze.
When I woke up the next day, I felt much more relaxed.
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"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later..."
Chen Cao was sitting on the bed, while Li Xiang and Li Waner were waiting in the room. After drinking the second dose of medicine, Chen Cao woke up in the afternoon of the next day and his fever subsided...
Li Xiang wiped his tears: "Why are you so careless, husband? If something happens to you, what will we do if there are so many people in our family..."
Chen Cao's face was still pale. He only drank a small amount of porridge at each meal for several days. If his family had not had enough money to buy some good ginseng to replenish his body, an ordinary family would have covered the coffin to welcome guests.
"Bring me a bowl of chicken soup, I'm hungry..."
Even though Li Xiangdang denied Chen Cao's request: "My husband has a chest injury and is recovering from a serious illness. He cannot eat such greasy and meaty food. It is better to make porridge with bird's nest, white fungus and some ginseng. My sister will watch my husband, and I will go there myself."
Li Waner couldn't say anything disgusting, but she still stared at Chen Cao closely, tears welling up in her eyes: "Why are you so careless?"
"Haha..." Chen Cao chuckled, which made his chest hurt: "There are always people who don't want to see your husband..."
"Any plans?"
Chen Cao frowned and thought for a while: "Now that I have survived the catastrophe, I will be free to repay the favor in the future. Now is not the time, so just stay alive..."
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Chen Cao was able to get out of bed and walk to meet guests on the third day. Xu Hongji, who arrived first, saw that Chen Cao was still in good condition except that he was a little less energetic.
"Yozhong, who did you offend in the capital?"
Xu Hongji asked, he also wanted to know who wanted to cut off their Jinling nobles' financial path.
Today's Chen Cao is the God of Wealth in the eyes of Xu Hongji and other Jinling nobles. The loan business of Daming Bank, which they used to be unfavorable to, is now doing very well in Nanjing, with the interest earned last year. The sum of 700,000 taels is not much, but it is a real and stable business.
In the past, who didn’t make a lot of complaints about lending money? Now that the business is done, people say that Daming Bank is doing well. Businessmen are also rushing to borrow money, and they also deposit their own money in Daming Bank to earn interest. This cycle continues, and the entire credit business involved in Daming Bank In Southern Zhili, everything will be revitalized and income will increase. It is only a matter of time.
Not only that, last year the maritime trade business involved in Chen Cao was distributed to Xu Hongji with nearly 800,000 taels, which was a considerable amount of income.
Therefore, Chen Cao's life safety is related to whether they can make money happily.
The night Chen Cao woke up, he recalled carefully that Wei Zhongxian was the only one in the capital who could ambush him with musketeers on the way. However, there was a contradiction in that Wei Zhongxian's strength was that he could not recruit dead soldiers who used firearms.
"All the people who came were killed by my team of servants. In this ambush, twelve Jinyiwei were killed, seven of my team of soldiers were killed, and four were injured. All the twenty people who came were killed, and all the marks on the firearms were It’s smoothed out, and if you don’t know the origin of the firearm, you won’t know who is going to kill me.”
When Chen Cao said this, he remembered that the last time he was ambushed was in Jinling. They were also a group of masters who were accustomed to using firearms, but they used bows and arrows. If he had been attacked by firearms at night under the protection of mere Jinyi guards, , he was dead at that time, how could he wait until he was ambushed this time.
"Have you reported this matter to the court?"
Chen Cao moved slightly: "Well, after being ambushed, I quickly wrote a letter to the Tianjin Yamen. I have been in coma for the past few days, but I don't know how things are progressing. I can only take a look."
"Ambushing the Marquis of Guochao on the official road is a serious crime that is tantamount to rebellion. It will destroy the three clans."
Xu Hongji, a young man, didn't know how powerful this was. After chatting with Chen Cao for a while, he asked Chen Cao to rest in peace and recuperate. Before leaving, he said, "You can rest in peace and recuperate. I've sent people to Longhu Mountain to get you some body replenishers immediately." The elixir will be back in a few days."
When Chen Cao talked about Longhu Mountain, he remembered the blushing incident with the gauze girl Zhang Ru that night by the pool: "Master, please go slowly, Feng Nian, give me a gift."
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Zhao Xin was told that Chen Cao was coming quickly. Chen Cao's life and death was related to his future wealth: "Master Hou, are you awake..."
"Yes, if I die, you will be in Wei Zhongxian's liquidation team."
Zhao Xin rubbed his head and laughed: "Master Hou survives the catastrophe. When the time comes, my subordinates will vent their anger on Master Hou."
Chen Cao was also about to say this: "Let's put aside the matter of being ambushed for the time being. If I don't die this time, they should be more restrained, and my defenses will be strengthened. It will be difficult for you to catch those dead soldiers. It’s better to treat it as a threat between us and them, after all, those people know the story about being bitten by a snake instead of dying."
"Just forget it?" Zhao Xin looked at Chen Cao in surprise.
"What do you think? And it's hard to say whether they are from Wei Zhongxian's faction. There are many people who dislike me. I have made many enemies in the Donglin Party over the years."
As Chen Cao spoke, he picked up the last bowl of medicine and drank it: "We will discuss countermeasures after I get better. By the way, I remember that I asked you to set up a detective in Longhu Mountain. Is there such a thing? "
Zhao Xin suddenly smiled: "I know, Mr. Hou cares about Little Kun... According to Mr. Hou's instructions, we have our detectives in Guixi County. If Mr. Hou needs it, I will go back and collect the documents from Jiangxi. Let’s see if there is any news about Guixi.”
"Well, you go handle this matter. Also, send someone to bring a thousand taels of silver and a cart of gifts, all of which are given to Mr. Fu Shan. If he is free, invite him to your house as a guest, and say that I want to thank him in person. he."
"My subordinates will go right away..."
