"What kind of acupuncture is it?"
Chen Jiugao felt more and more irritated in his heart, and he said urgently: "Hurry up, hurry up and stop talking!"
A mysterious smile flashed from the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth, and he said: "Brothers, do you know how many acupuncture points we have on our body?"
Looking at the confused eyes of the two of them, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stretched out his hand to make gestures on himself, and continued: "Well, there are more than 700 places, which we usually use for conditioning and treating diseases." The demand is only about four hundred places.
There are one hundred and eight real vital points, including vital points and fatal points. The number of acupuncture points that will not cause death is seventy-two, which coincides with the number of Earthly Evils; and the number of acupuncture points that can cause death is thirty. Six places coincide with the number of Tiangang. "
"I'm a bitch, Brother Zhang, are you from a medical family?"
Chen Jiugao drank the warm wine in the cup with his mouth wide open, and then said: "But what does this have to do with prying open the Tatar's mouth? Could it be that if you give the Tatar acupuncture to treat his illness, he will become honest!"
Zhang Cheng smiled brightly and said, "The stakes here are huge."
He tapped the table with his hand and said: "Full!"
Wu Sangui waved his hand to call over the waiter and filled the wine glass before Zhang Cheng continued: "You think these Tatars are already fierce and brave, and there is no one among the Tatars who has not experienced hundreds of battles.
Each of them has more than ten or even dozens of scars and sores from arrows. The ordinary whipping, burning, and sawing and filing with blunt knives are not enough to make him docile and open his mouth. It will arouse his ferocity. .
At this time, it’s time to rely on acupuncture! "
When Zhang Cheng talked about this, he hesitated again. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip before continuing: "The silver needle pricking the acupuncture point will cause the five senses of numbness, swelling, itching, pain, and soreness." Come, and depending on the depth of penetration, the strength of these five senses can be controlled.
Especially the one hundred and eight life and death points, although they are not used to cure diseases and save people, they are also of great use. "
He said with a jeering smile on his face: "The pain of acupuncture can only be felt personally, but it cannot be described in words. If several needles, or even a dozen needles are used in conjunction, they will penetrate into various vital points depending on the depth.
The pain was like hundreds of millions of ants and bugs clinging to the joints, densely packed throughout the body, the most sore, itchy, numb and swollen, which was unbearable.
The wonderful thing is that there is no injury or pain on the body. The soreness, numbness and itching are completely caused by the heart. It is simply more uncomfortable than having the bones bruised and gouging out the heart.
In addition, different needle shapes and techniques can be used, and the exposed parts of the silver needles can be flicked, pushed, rubbed, paused, and stirred to add miraculous effects. "
Zhang Cheng saw that the two of them were listening with great interest. He picked up a large piece of fat meat with his chopsticks and said to the two of them: "Come, eat meat and wine."
After they each ate a piece of fat meat, he raised his wine glass and said, "Brothers, do you know which part of the body was stabbed this time to pry open the mouth of the Tartar head?"
Under the confused gazes of the two people, Zhang Cheng continued: "In addition to pricking a few vital points with needles, he also took an extremely thin hay stalk, inserted the silver needle into it, and then pierced the eye of 'That Word' Go inside,
There was a stir…”
When Zhang Cheng said this, he pointed at his crotch with an evil smile, then used his hands to make a gesture of inserting and stirring, and even made a trembling movement.
Chen Jiugao was chewing a piece of fatty meat, juice flowing from his mouth, and he was holding a wine glass in his hand, waiting to drink.
At this moment, listening to the process described by Zhang Cheng and the coordination of his movements, Chen Jiugao shuddered and suddenly felt nauseated and dizzy.
He hurriedly turned around and ran out of the flower hall. A young boy with quick eyes and quick hands quickly picked up a copper spittoon and chased after him.
Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw it: "People say that the leader of the army in Liao Town is the richest in the world, so he didn't bully me!"
He had been to Wu Sangui's handsome mansion more than once. Although the banquet was not too luxurious, it was extremely exquisite. The house was several levels, and the servants were all energetic and well-dressed. Everything they used was both gold and silver.
He held the cup and looked at Wu Sangui, and saw that although he did not leave the table, his face was flushed, as if he was trying to suppress himself.
Zhang Cheng felt it was interesting in his heart, so he got into trouble. He raised his glass and said, "Brother Chang Bo, how about I give you a toast."
Wu Sangui felt the blood rising in his chest. He suppressed it with one breath. At this moment, he saw Zhang Cheng raising a glass to him. To be polite, he put one hand on his leg and picked up the wine glass with the other hand. He also said to Zhang Cheng He gestured from a distance and drank it in one gulp.
Zhang Cheng saw that he recovered his demeanor as before after drinking a glass of wine, and couldn't help but secretly admire his forbearance.
Chen Jiugao came back vomiting, and the front placket of the military attache's uniform was covered with small crystal dots.
But he didn't care, he sat back in the chair carelessly and said: "It's such a trick, no wonder it can pry open the Tatar head's mouth.
Just thinking about it, ugh... I feel like I'm not even there! "
"Hahaha……"
The three of them laughed wildly, raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
"Brother, you are really a genius. You want this idea!"
Facing Chen Jiugao's compliment, Zhang Cheng smiled and replied: "Brother, I was wrong. When I was King Qin in the eleventh year, I saved a person. His ancestor once served in the Zhenfu Division and is quite good at investigating.
Later, he became a secret agent and traveled around the world as a doctor. He combined this acupuncture technique, which has been passed down for thousands of years, into the investigation and torture.
According to what he said, it can be divided into hot and cold, and can also be supplemented with medicinal stones. The method is so wonderful that it is rarely seen in the world.
This was also unheard of before! "
Wu Sangui said at this time: "The world is so big, there are indeed strange people and strange things everywhere."
The three of them drank for a while, and the topic returned to Liaodong's military.
Wu Sangui suddenly asked: "Zhongchen, what do you think of the four-pronged attack strategy?"
Zhang Cheng seemed to have expected this question. Although Wu Sangui abandoned Hong Chengchou in history and fled back to Xingshan Fort alone.
But that was because the grain road was cut off, so he was buried with Hong Chengchou instead of escaping. But it was different now. As the governor of Jiliao, Hong Chengchou was still a towering tree of great value.
Since he has devoted himself to Governor Hong and formed a community of interests, he will naturally throw stones at the forces behind him.
Zhang Cheng also took advantage of the drunkenness and narrowed his eyes and said to him: "The four-pronged attack is a good idea, but it is difficult to implement."
Wu Sangui seemed to perk up instantly. He asked with concern: "Why do you see it?"
"It's not impossible to advance troops in four directions, but the officers and troops in each town are different in strength, and they march in a more orderly manner. In this way, there is no guarantee that all armies will arrive at the same time, so how can we talk about an attack?"
Zhang Cheng continued: "What's more, although the slave bandits only have about 60,000 men and horses, they have many horsemen and soldiers, unlike our army, which has few horses and foot soldiers. If we don't consider the actual situation of our army, we will force this separate attack. With this strategy, I am afraid that we will not be able to escape the fate of the defeat of Saarhu that year!"
