"Dialysis?"
"Yes." Feng Yong nodded, "It's diabetes mellitus."
Sweet cravings are not a problem.
Just get enough exercise.
Just like Guan Ji.
If you don't get enough exercise, you can just keep your mouth shut.
But in this era, meat and fat are the most delicious things for people.
But as an emperor, he has a sweet taste and eats meat and fat every day, plus wine and sex, so it is normal for the three high-ranking officials to come to his door.
Rich people in later generations, especially those who are nouveau riche, are most likely to suffer from diseases due to their eating habits. Three highs account for a large part.
It happened that Feng Jishi had spent some time in the circle of wealthy people in his previous life, so he naturally knew more about this disease.
Now Feng Yong suspects that Cao Pi actually died early because of the "hyperglycemia" caused by No. 3 High School, which eventually caused complications.
Hyperglycemia and diabetes and their complications are known in this era as diabetes mellitus.
Of course, in addition to the previous prerequisites, the most important thing that made Feng Yong suspect that Cao Pi had high blood sugar was the article written by Cao Pi himself:
"When the summer is approaching autumn, there is still lingering heat, and when you wake up after being drunk, you eat it while covering up the exposure. It is sweet but not salty, crisp but not juicy, cold but not cold. It has a long and juicy taste, which can relieve irritability and quench thirst."
"The Zhending Yuli is as big as a fist, as sweet as honey, and as crisp as a water chestnut. It can relieve irritability and thirst."
Regardless of whether he was talking about the sweet apples or the real pear, Cao Pi took the trouble to say that they "remove irritability and quench thirst" and "relieve irritability and relieve thirst".
Diabetes has a very obvious symptom, which is polydipsia, thirst, and dry mouth.
In fact, judging from Cao Pi's own experience, there is no reason why his body is too weak.
Because he learned to ride a horse since he was a child, he began to follow Cao Ren's wife in the north and south at the age of ten.
After becoming emperor, he often led the army in parades.
Let’s not mention the results obtained for now, but after long-term training, Cao Pi’s body must be in good shape.
Moreover, he delayed in establishing the crown prince, and only hurriedly established Cao Rui as the crown prince before his death.
It can also reflect his confidence in his body from the side.
Therefore, lust alone is not enough to explain Cao Pi's early death.
Of course, lust is also an important reason.
The dead Cao Pi is not important to the current Han Dynasty.
The most important thing is that high blood sugar is hereditary.
High blood sugar often accompanies diabetes.
Diabetes affects tadpole quality…
Therefore, the premature death of Cao Rui's three sons and one daughter might really be related to this disease.
One pass leads to all.
Feng Yong only felt that his eyes suddenly became brighter.
Intelligence is not just about inquiring about information, but also requires sifting through a large amount of information at a later stage.
At the same time, it also requires extremely high acumen to connect seemingly unrelated information into intelligence that is enough to spy on the opponent's intentions.
In this era, counselors, or people with high IQs, often do this.
It depends on talent.
But Governor Feng did not have such a high talent, but he had knowledge that was not available in this era.
knowledge is power!
After Feng Yong's reminder, Zhang Xingyi also remembered it.
"It is indeed possible that Cao Rui's health has not been good. During the Battle of Longyou, there were rumors in Luoyang that Cao Rui died of illness in Chang'an."
"For this reason, Cao Bian also wanted to establish Cao Zhi as the false emperor. This matter spread throughout Luoyang."
Dahan actually found out about this news more than a year later.
Because at that time, the Han Dynasty's penetration of Wei State was limited to Chang'an.
Unlike now, Xizuo can already send news about Luoyang back to the Han Dynasty.
Over the years, a lot of money and food have been spent, and Governor Feng has deliberately made Nanxiang a holy land for knights and knights. The knights have become a force that can be used as an espionage force.
"How do you say this?"
Feng Yong didn't think about it for a while.
"Alang, think about it. Cao Rui was only twenty-three or four at that time. He was young and strong. If it wasn't for his poor health, how could Cao Bian easily believe that Cao Rui died of illness?"
When Feng Yong heard this, he shook his head:
"This can only be regarded as a conjecture. The important thing is how to confirm whether Cao Rui's body is really as expected."
Zhang Xingyi also frowned:
"Cao Rui is the leader of Wei thieves. His physical condition must be a top secret. Not to mention being meticulous, even Wei Chen would have a hard time finding out."
Feng Yong naturally knew that this matter was not easy.
I saw him pondering for a long time, and then slowly said:
"It is certainly difficult to find out about Cao Rui's physical condition, but what about the Cao family members? It must be easier, right?"
If Cao Pi really had diabetes mellitus, then there would definitely be a certain probability that the Cao family members would also suffer from this disease.
Thinking of this, Feng Yong continued, "We can also expand the scope and inquire about the mother clan of the Cao family."
"The key point is Cao Pi's maternal clan, the Bian clan. If someone in the Bian clan has diabetes, then Cao Pi is at least seven levels likely to suffer from this disease."
"If someone in the Cao family's clan also suffers from this disease, then Cao Pi must have suffered from diabetes."
Zhang Xiaosi, who had never studied biology, was a little confused.
Governor Feng had no choice but to tell her in detail:
"Dialysis can be passed from parents to children, which means it is a family disease."
"If Cao Pi really suffered from diabetes, it might have been passed on to him by Cao Cao or Bian."
"So I asked people to inquire about the Cao family clan and the Bian clan. As long as these two clans have this disease, then Cao Pi must have diabetes."
This disease runs in the family, and you talk about it all day long to "relieve irritability and quench thirst." What else could it be besides diabetes?
"Of course, it is also possible that Cao Pi himself contracted the disease. If this is the case, we can only find out the information from Cao Pi's descendants."
"Now we are going to do the easy things first and then the difficult ones. After all, it is much easier to find out about the conditions of the Cao family and the Bian family than just to find out about the physical condition of Cao Pi's descendants."
However, Feng Yong was skeptical that Cao's wife and Bian had diabetes.
After all, Cao Cao seems to have lived to be over sixty, while Bian lived much longer, dying only two years ago.
Only then did Zhang Xingyi understand.
But she suddenly laughed again:
"If you really want to find out about the physical condition of the Cao family members, it's much easier for Alang than the spies."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Feng Yong was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood, "Cao Zijian?!"
Zhang Xingyi clasped his palms together:
"Exactly! Didn't Cao San say that Cao Zijian was ill in the spring this year? Why don't Alang write a letter and ask how he is doing in the name of asking about his health?"
"Wonderful!" Feng Yong laughed, "God is really helping me!"
Historically, the old thief Sima found out the physical condition of the old demon Zhuge through insinuations.
Now I, King Feng Gui, am openly asking about the physical condition of the Cao family. Well, I am at least one level higher than the old thief Sima.
"Sister, please help me draft a letter and see how I can ask."
Governor Feng said impatiently.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him:
"You asked my sister to ghostwrite for you two months ago, and now you ask me to ghostwrite for you. If this letter really gets into Cao Zhi's hands, what do you think he will think?"
Well, I was so happy that I forgot about this.
Xijun's handwriting is made of iron and painted with silver hooks, which is a combination of hardness and softness.
However, Xiaosi's handwriting is soft and romantic, with subtle connotations.
"Then let people inquire about it first, and then write this letter some time later."
Xijun's body has not fully recovered yet, and we will wait until after confinement.
Anyway, there is no need to rush things.
Feng Yongyong was anxious, but Cao San was extremely anxious.
"Your Highness Prince Chen, how are you?"
After returning from Shu Kingdom happily, he received the news that King Chen was seriously ill, which made Cao Sanru suffer from thunder.
"You won't die just yet."
Cao Zhi, who was half lying on the couch wearing a robe, his face was a little sallow, and his eyes were a little red. He squinted at Cao San and laughed at himself:
"It's hard for me to see things with my eyes, please come closer."
Cao San quickly moved to the couch.
"How's it going in Liangzhou?"
"Feng Langjun..."
"I'm talking about Liangzhou."
"Liangzhou..."
Cao San didn't expect that Cao Zhi's first question would be this. He didn't have any preparation at the moment, so he mumbled and said:
"Liangzhou... Liangzhou, are you okay?"
"Liangzhou has always been a place of rebellion. When the Shu people entered Liangzhou and encountered natural disasters, wouldn't there be any rebellion?"
"No, not only not, but also in Feng...Feng Langjun..."
"It's Thief Feng."
Next to him, a literary defense officer sent by the imperial court said.
Cao San didn't dare to say anything anymore and glanced at Cao Zhi.
Cao Zhi nodded:
"Feng Wenhe repeatedly offended our country, the Wei Dynasty. He is an extremely evil person and is indeed a Feng thief."
"Yes, it's Thief Feng. Thief Feng is good at winning people's hearts. Everyone in Liangzhou, regardless of Han or Hu, is willing to obey his orders. Therefore, even though there was a white disaster, no one made trouble."
"Impossible!" Literary Defense Auxiliary said again, "Liangzhou is a bitterly cold place and the folk customs are fierce, especially those barbarians who will make trouble even if nothing happens."
"How could there be no movement on such a big thing last year?"
Cao San looked at Cao Zhi again.
"Just tell me everything you saw and heard on this trip."
Cao Zhi said calmly.
"yes."
After Cao San got the order, he not only told what he saw in Liangzhou, but also what he saw in Hanzhong.
After hearing this, the Literary Defense Assistant asked some questions in detail.
Cao Zhi was impatient:
"Have you asked enough? If not, can you let me finish asking first and then ask again?"
The Assistant Literary Defense Officer obviously did not expect that Cao Zhi would suddenly say this. He was stunned for a moment, and his face became a little ugly.
Cao Zhi was not afraid at all and sneered:
"This is Prince Chen's Mansion, not the palace, let alone Tingchongguan (that is, the place where the Wei State's prison is held). If you are not convinced, you can go to the secret memorial and let your Majesty convict me."
The Auxiliary Officers of Literary Defense are personnel sent by the imperial court to supervise the palace. Which clan dares to disrespect them?
Now that Cao Zhi had lost face directly, the other party's expression became even uglier.
He snorted immediately, flicked his sleeves, and left directly.
"Prince Chen..."
Cao San looked at Cao Zhi worriedly.
"It doesn't matter." Although Cao Zhi's face looked bad, his tone was relaxed, "When I first became king, there were only a hundred and fifty soldiers, and they were all old and weak."
"After His Majesty ascended the throne, there were only fifty or sixty people left who were about to die. Now, there are only more than thirty people available, with children aged seven or eight and those aged sixteen."
"When I came to the court to see His Majesty at the beginning of this year, His Majesty still wanted to recruit from these people. Now, although I am a prince, I want to be a commoner but cannot get it."
Having said this, Cao Zhi smiled miserably, "With things like this in the house, why should we be afraid of missing something?"
Cao Zhi would naturally not have dared to say these disrespectful words in Cao Pi's time.
But now I can be regarded as His Majesty's uncle, and he is also a close uncle.
My brother, the emperor, didn't kill me. Could it be that his nephew, his majesty, could kill him now?
When Cao San heard this, he burst into tears:
"Your Highness, the great gift given by Mr. Feng, including brown sugar, woolen materials, honey wine, etc., were all seized by him. How can you say that nothing was lost?"
"I already know what Mr. Feng wants! If you don't receive the courtesy, what difference does it make?" Cao Zhi sighed, "I just hope that Mr. Feng won't blame me for sending you there because you have an impure heart. "
Cao San wiped away his tears, carefully took out a letter from his arms, and held it in front of Cao Zhi with both hands:
"Prince Chen, this is a letter written by Feng Jun himself."
"It's rare that I haven't been detained."
Although Cao Zhi said it mockingly, his eyes were shining with joy, and he stretched out his hand to take the letter in a hurry.
"It's already been seen..."
"It doesn't matter, it's just expected."
Cao Zhihun said nonchalantly.
As he spoke, he opened the letter and read it.
The content of the letter was nothing more than some greetings, and it also expressed admiration for Cao Zhi's literary talents.
There is not a word that should not be mentioned.
It makes people feel very comfortable, but also makes people feel very sad.
The reason for comfort is that Feng Jun knows what's appropriate. What's sad is that even Shu people know their situation.
After carefully reading the last word, Cao Zhi realized that Cao San had held up another calligraphy scroll at some point and sent it to him.
Cao Zhi couldn't help but be a little surprised: "What is this?"
"Feng Jun learned that the villain was sent by His Highness. He was overjoyed and wrote a poem as a gift to His Highness."
"Oh, show me quickly!"
Cao Zhi couldn't wait to unfold the scroll.
"Good words!"
Regardless of the positions of both parties, just looking at people by words, Feng Langjun is worthy of being a man on the battlefield, and there is a fierce aura between the lines.
"Will there be wine?"
Just seeing the first sentence, Cao Zhi couldn't help but take a deep breath.
What a majestic momentum!
However, this is indeed consistent with Cao Zhi's understanding of Feng Yong.
After all, the song "The Road to Shu is Difficult" has exactly this style.
"Feng Langjun's work has become a style of its own!"
Cao Zhi couldn't help but sigh.
When he saw "I am born with talents", Cao Zhi's face started to flush a little and his breathing became heavy.
When he saw again that "Zijian used to have banquets and fights of wine and banter", Cao Zhi finally burst out laughing.
He suddenly turned over and called:
"Where is the wine that Mr. Feng gave me?"
"Your Highness?"
Cao San felt something bad in his heart.
Cao Zhi ignored him, took off the long sword on his bedside, walked quickly to the door barefoot, and shouted:
"Where is the Literary Defense Auxiliary?"
"Your Highness?"
Cao San wanted to pull Cao Zhi back, but Cao Zhi suddenly shook off his hand and rushed directly to where the Literary Defense Auxiliary usually stayed.
If he saw a bunch of unopened wine jars and boxes, it goes without saying that they must be gifts given to him by Feng Langjun.
The Literary Defense Assistant who was counting the items saw Cao Zhi barging in with bare feet and disheveled hair. He couldn't help being surprised and angry:
"What does Your Highness want?"
Cao Zhi laughed loudly:
"I came here to get the gift given to me by Mr. Feng."
"This is the property of a thief. Does your Highness really want to communicate with the thief?"
"Bah! Mr. Feng and I are friends between gentlemen. You bastards, don't humiliate me too much!"
Cao Zhi unsheathed his sword with a clang, pointed at the Literary Defense Assistant, and shouted:
"If you stay in someone else's house and insult your master, even the common people know that you are a bad guest. How much more is it that you are an official? Not to mention robbing other people's things, do you want to be a thief?"
The Auxiliary Officer of Literary Defense saw that the tip of the sword was already pointed at his nose, and then saw that Cao Zhi's eyes were already red. He knew that he was in the moment of anger and did not dare to provoke him anymore.
He had to force himself to smile and said:
"His Highness was joking. I was just counting the items for His Highness."
"Why do I need you to count my things? Get out of here!"
The Literary Assistant Officer's face was green and white, but he didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he had to hold his head and go out.
Cao Zhi let out a breath of anger, laughed, threw the sword away, then picked up a jar of wine and patted the seal away.
The strong aroma of wine immediately filled the room.
“What a delicious wine!”
On that day, the Assistant Literary Defense Officer of Prince Chen’s Mansion wrote a memorial to the court overnight:
"Prince Chen got the trust of Feng Thief. He suddenly went crazy. He went barefoot and raised his sword to stab his minister. He was extremely arrogant and disrespectful. He greatly lost the prince's face. After that, he drank all night long. It is said that only the drinker left his name. '..."
The original plan of the Literary Defense Assistant was to extort the calligraphy scroll and send it to Luoyang together.
But looking at Cao Zhi's appearance now, if he really dared to mention this matter, he was afraid that Cao Zhi would actually stab him with a sword.
At the moment, he just gave up temporarily, and then sent someone to deliver his memorial overnight.
Unexpectedly, early in the morning on the second day, before Literary Assistant Officer woke up, a cry with a cry suddenly came from Prince Chen's Mansion:
"It's not good! His Highness vomited blood and fainted!"
