Although the person in front of him was just a businessman, Zhang Yi felt that Zhu Biao had sworn a poisonous oath, but he had an aura of calmness and self-power.
However, Zhu Biao's momentum did not last long, and he turned to a serious request.
He took a step back and saluted Zhang Yi again.
Zhang Yi was in trouble. He shouldn't have helped the eldest brother of the Huang family, because the person he was thinking about was someone he shouldn't be thinking about.
It's just that passionate people have their own sympathy.
"The Bai Yueguang in your heart died of postpartum complications. How can you help? It's not your business, so don't worry about it!"
Zhang Yi said angrily to Zhu Biao, who was shaken all over.
As expected, this boy didn't tell the whole story when he was talking to himself and his father.
This naughty boy really looks like a Taoist priest.
"Brother, just tell me! If it doesn't work, I will give up!"
Zhang Yi thought for a while and felt that it didn't matter. He said helplessly:
"Then let me tell you, General Chang Yuchun died of illness. The things I saw in the heavenly book are not detailed, so I have no way of knowing what illness he had. But it was just a heart disease caused by fatigue in the army. and die, or die from overwork..."
"Heart disease, death from overwork?"
Zhu Biao probably has an idea about the previous diseases, but what the hell is death from overwork?
"He became ill from overwork and died suddenly in Liuhechuan in the second year of Hongwu!"
Zhang Yi took out a pen and paper and wrote what he knew on the paper:
"So I don't know how General Chang can reverse this situation, but if it's a heart disease, there was something called Suxiao Jiuxin Pill at that time, which might be able to save his life!"
"Quick-acting Jiuxin Pill?"
Zhu Biao was even more confused. He quickly asked:
"What is this medicine? Is it the elixir from Longhu Mountain? Brother, if you have it..."
Zhang Yi rolled his eyes. His brother is good at everything, but he worries too much. You, a son of a businessman family, still want to interfere with Chang Yuchun's fate?
If nothing else, just remind Chang Yuchun that he is going to die next year. The Chang family may send you to see the Lord of Hell in the next moment.
However, Zhang Yi was stunned when he mentioned the Quick-acting Jiuxin Pill. This was a prescription that could be used to save lives.
This prescription is not an ancient one, but it is also a good medicine verified and researched by later generations from ancient books.
Zhang Yi didn't know the specific recipe for Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, but that didn't stop him from knowing the ingredients.
Zhang Yi said casually: "This is a prescription from heaven, but I can't see it all. I only remember the two main ingredients!"
He wrote on the paper: Ligusticum chuanxiong and borneol.
Then he said: "The main function of Chuanxiong is to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and borneol is a medicine extracted from the dexborne borneol tree. This is recorded in ancient books, but I can't see the details. I only remember these two main medicines. If If we can successfully develop a quick-acting Jiuxin Pill, it may be able to save lives when a heart attack occurs!"
Zhu Biao didn't understand medicine, but he silently wrote down the names of these two medicines.
Zhang Yi saw him looking at him eagerly and smiled:
"As for the eldest brother's sweetheart, her life should have been very good. After she married the prince, the husband and wife were loving and respectful to each other! The eldest son she gave birth to was smart and would be the best heir to the Ming Dynasty in the future. It's a pity..."
"This child got sick and died young!"
Zhu Biao's heart trembled. It turned out that his and Chang's eldest son died like this? Death is so helpless.
This is not an era hundreds of years from now. In this era, the death of a child is a normal thing. No matter whether you are as poor as a common person or as rich as an emperor, you cannot escape this historical law.
Zhu Biao trembled:
"How did you die?"
"It's nothing more than wind chill and smallpox. It's most likely smallpox!"
Zhu Biao was silent,
Having a glimpse of the future may not necessarily change the future. This kind of despair is even more heart-wrenching.
Whether it is wind chill or smallpox, in this era, they are all terminal diseases in a certain sense. Even if he is as noble as a king, he cannot say that he can completely resist the attack of the disease.
Zhu Biao felt deep despair, and he sat down on the chair in a daze.
Zhang Yi, however, was still thinking to himself:
"After the death of Chang's eldest son, her spirit was not very good, but fortunately His Highness the Crown Prince still loved her very much, so she later had a second son...
However, after giving birth to this son, her body could not bear it, and she died of illness in the same month! "
Zhang Yi raised his head and looked at Zhu Biao:
"This is the fate of your Bai Yueguang. Brother Huang, do you still think you can change your fate against the will of heaven?"
Zhu Biao was silent, he couldn't...
Whether it was Chang Yuchun, his eldest son who was born, or his beloved girl, he could not change their fate.
However, Zhu Biao thought of his and Chang's youngest son, and he couldn't help but ask:
"What about her second child?"
Zhang Yi was silent for a moment and said: "Confined until death!"
"Who dares to imprison my son?"
Zhu Biao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly exploded.
For the first time, he showed the power of the future king. Zhu Biao's eyes widened with murderous intent.
Someone imprisoned his son. Who else in this world would dare to imprison his son?
Did the Mongols fight back to the Central Plains, or did something change happen in the world?
Zhu Biao didn't believe it. As long as he and his father were still alive, who would dare to bully his son?
Zhu Biao, like Zhu Yuanzhang, had doubts about Zhang Yi for the first time. When he looked at his younger brother again, he felt that he looked disgusting!
He looked for an answer from Zhang Yi, but Zhang Yi shook his head: "I really don't know, I can only see certain fragments!"
Zhang Yi saw Zhu Biao's eyes full of surprise, but he smiled playfully.
Human nature is like this. When they hear answers they don’t want to hear, they will instinctively doubt and become irritable. In the end, they will deceive themselves...
After seeing Zhu Biao's reaction, Zhang Yi became lazy.
It's just the loss of a friend.
This can be regarded as a hammer for yellow wood!
Zhang Yi didn't wait for Zhu Biao to turn his back, but the other person lost his mind and clasped his fists towards Zhang Yi. After he saluted, he turned around and walked towards the door.
"It's a love affair! It's a pity that I got the old Zhu family's disease, but not the old Zhu family's life!"
After hearing what he said, Huang Mu lost all energy. Zhang Yi couldn't bear to see him like this.
That's how he is. The more you fight him, the stronger his fighting spirit becomes. But for a gentleman like Huang Mu, Zhang Yi feels like he owes him something?
"I'm going to slap myself in the face!"
Zhang Yi said to himself, and then shouted:
“Actually, it’s not like there’s no turning point!”
Zhu Biao turned back indifferently, his eyes wide open, full of expectation.
Looking at Zhang Yi's expression, he felt as if a dead tree had come to life. The smile on his face was sincere, warm, and a little silly.
"Brother, don't fool me!"
"I'm a liar, but I'm sincere, okay?"
Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, but it was a pity that his milky voice lacked any intimidating effect.
Zhu Biao giggled and said:
"Okay, okay, I believe in you. What do I need to do? How can I help you?"
"First, we have to deal with smallpox!"
Zhang Yi said.
