Mao Xiang was very angry. For this experiment, he repeatedly ordered not to dismantle the linen without permission.
But this man didn't listen to the advice and actually solved it himself!
No wonder there was pus, I thought it was because the alcohol was not effective enough.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the prisoner in front of him with a gloomy face, raised his hand, and said to the guard: "Whether the matter succeeds or not, the crime will be reduced if you follow the rules. But if you don't follow the rules, I will have to lend you your head." Once it's used, drag it out and kill it."
A cold voice, a chilling command.
The guards stepped forward to seize the prisoner, who wailed and begged for mercy.
Seeing this, Gu Zhengchen hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this man's wound is already suppurating. This is a good opportunity to test the alcohol. If he kills him, he will need to find someone else to test..."
"oh?"
Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand, stopped the guard, and looked at Gu Zhengchen.
Gu Zhengchen breathed a sigh of relief: "It is common for wounds to suppurate in the army. Even if I use my method, it is impossible to ensure that every sergeant's wound will not suppurate. But if it can be proved that after the wound worsens, use alcohol We can still deal with the injuries and reduce casualties, isn’t this also a credit?”
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and looked at the frightened prisoner: "Gu Zhixian is interceding for you, so I will spare you once. If you dare to make a mistake again this time, you will die."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Magistrate Gu."
The prisoners kowtowed quickly.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Imperial Physician Chen: "I've seen it all. According to your estimation, if this alcohol is used in the injured camp, how many soldiers can be saved?"
"Alcohol?"
Liu Ji squinted his eyes, not knowing what it was.
Hu Weiyong, Lu Zhongheng, Zheng Yuchun and others looked at the prisoner's injuries and seemed to understand something.
Doctor Chen once went on an expedition with the army and was responsible for treating wounded soldiers. He was considered a military doctor. When Zhu Yuanzhang asked, he thought for a moment and replied seriously: "Your Majesty, as far as the current situation is concerned, alcohol has a miraculous effect on the deterioration of wounds, redness, swelling and suppuration. If it is applied In the wounded barracks, I speculated that at least 80% to 90% of the lightly injured sergeants should be fine. Among the seriously injured, 50% more should be able to be saved."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, turned around and sat back, ordered Mao Xiang to bring a jar of alcohol, and then said to Hu Weiyong, Liu Ji and others: "You have all heard what Dr. Chen said, and this jar in front of you is alcohol. Hu Weiyong, you Tell me, should I be rewarded for offering such a national weapon?"
Hu Weiyong walked out and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I heard from the imperial doctor that this alcohol has a miraculous effect in curing injuries and illnesses. I believe that not only should I be rewarded, but I should also be rewarded heavily."
You've already said it's a national weapon, who dares to object?
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liu Ji: "Uncle Chengyi, what do you think?"
Liu Ji stood next to a prisoner and gently pressed the wound with his hand. When he saw blood oozing out, he let go and said to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Your Majesty, if alcohol is released, the soldiers who will benefit from it will be countless. This thing is called It is not an exaggeration to serve as a national weapon, I believe that dedicating this object is no less than an achievement in opening up a new territory!"
The success of opening up new territories?
Hu Weiyong squinted his eyes. What did Liu Ji mean by this old man? Could it be that he still wanted to use this alcohol to make Gu Zhengchen a marquis?
"Muying."
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to ask.
Mu Ying naturally stood on Gu Zhengchen's side: "The life of the sergeant is related to the family and the country. If alcohol can revive the sergeant, he will be able to defend the family and the country. I think he will be rewarded heavily."
Zhu Yuanzhang surrendered his gaze to Lu Zhongheng: "Marquis Ji'an, you have suffered many wounds and have had suppuration several times. You have walked through the gates of hell. What do you think about alcohol?"
Lu Zhongheng said solemnly: "Your Majesty, we crawled out from the dead. I think back then, how many brothers were lying in the wounded barracks, and we watched helplessly, watching them take their last breath. If we had this alcohol in the early years, it would be impossible to say Those brothers can survive. Let’s just say, alcohol is something worth a thousand dollars, and it’s a life-saving act that should be rewarded.”
Zheng Yuchun didn't wait for Zhu Yuanzhang to ask, and expressed his position first: "I will reward you!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly and looked at Gu Zhengchen: "This alcohol is what Gu Zhengchen dedicated to the court!"
Sure enough it was him!
Hu Weiyong, Liu Ji and others looked at Gu Zhengchen.
Zhu Yuanzhang continued: "Gu Zhengchen was a blessed general of the Ming Dynasty. He not only dedicated the alcoholic national weapon to the imperial court, but also created the military's physical training and tactical backpacks. He never went to the battlefield, but he has already achieved military exploits. I hope Prime Minister Hu will think carefully about how to award the reward, and don’t want to chill people’s hearts.”
Hu Weiyong looked a little ugly and said: "After I return to Zhongshu, I will discuss it with the Governor's Office, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Rites."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and nodded: "It's getting late. You guys should go back and rest. Gu Xiaozi will stay."
Hu Weiyong, Liu Ji and others bowed and resigned.
The first quarter moon shines on the back lake, and the cold wind blows the waves.
At this time, Houhu Lake was not Huangceku. There were still some fishermen on the island. Standing by the lake and looking into the distance, they saw lights like beans.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the shore of the lake, looking at the night sky with his hands behind his back: "I heard that you are getting married?"
Gu Zhengchen shook his head: "Your Majesty, the matchmaker will accept the match tomorrow. There will still be some time before the wedding..."
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and said: "You are not young anymore, it's time to get married. Zhang and I know that he is a good Confucian scholar, and his daughter is worthy of you. How about I grant you a marriage?"
For many officials, the emperor's marriage and name are the highest honor.
only--
Gu Zhengchen declined politely: "I want Miss Zhang to make her own decision. If she is willing, I will marry her. If she has no intention, I will not force it."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed: "There are not many officials who dare to refuse me."
Gu Zhengchen lowered his head helplessly.
Grant marriage.
This marriage is a reward, and it is a matter of three people.
But what Gu Zhengchen wanted was between two people.
Zhang Xiwan is not an object or a thing, and should not be given as a gift at will. She is a person, a woman who makes her heart move.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Gu Zhengchen was unwilling, he didn't force it: "If that's the case, then I'll grant you a one-month wedding date, is that okay?"
Gu Zhengchen's eyes lit up: "The kind that gives you a salary?"
Zhu Yuanzhang rolled up his sleeves: "You greedy man!"
Gu Zhengchen shouted that he was wronged: "I won't take any less of what I should have taken, and I won't touch anything I shouldn't have taken."
Zhu Yuanzhang never listened to this. He walked into the Taiping Gate with eight-character steps and his hands behind his back.
Gu Zhengchen followed Zhu Yuanzhang and said a few nice words from time to time. Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing several times.
When he arrived at the Lotus Bridge and outside the Mu Mansion Courtyard, Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at the four words "Mu Mansion Villa" on the plaque, and said to Gu Zhengchen who invited him into his home: "I won't enter the house, but this plaque should be Change it.”
Gu Zhengchen thanked him and watched Zhu Yuanzhang Dai Yue leave.
Before Gu's mother had rested, Liu Qian'er was accompanying her to do needlework. When Gu Zhengchen came back, she brought a bowl of hot soup.
Gu Zhengchen sat down, glanced at the red-eyed Liu Qian'er, and asked, "Sister Qian'er, who bullied you?"
Gu's mother rolled her eyes at Gu Zhengchen and asked Liu Qian'er to go see Gu Qingqing. After she left, she said to Gu Zhengchen: "Qian'er is a good girl, and you don't know your thoughts. Now that you have taken a fancy to Miss Zhang, she It’s really sad.”
Gu Zhengchen sighed: "Mom, in my eyes, Qian'er is just a younger sister, nothing more."
outside the door.
Liu Qian'er leaned against the pillar and looked up at the moon, which was incomplete and a little forlorn.
