Chapter 235: Taking care of longevity, it’s hard to have both

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Xu Zhian's spirit rarely seemed to be uplifted, and he praised Wang Mang without hesitation.

Those days in Otsuki are gone forever, now is a new era.

What Wang Mang is doing is fundamentally changing the underlying situation of a country. Xu Zhian doesn't know much about state affairs, and the identity of the imperial doctor was given to him when Lin Xiaoyi became the queen.

But not understanding national affairs does not mean that you cannot distinguish between good and bad policies.

If you don’t understand it yourself, don’t those people who are actually affected understand it?

While the aristocratic families continued to curse, the common people seemed quite happy.

After three years of tax exemption, the taxes collected for two years were very small. The most important thing is that the damn corvee can finally be offset by other methods.

Even for the people who really couldn't afford the money and had to go there in person, the food was much better. They could have a meal of meat in seven days. Even if it was just a little bit meaty, it was not easy.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small one. Actions can be swift and resolute, but achieving results must rely on the help of time.

Xu Zhian has already seen signs of something different, and the neighbors around the courtyard have smiles on their faces. Five years later, the imperial capital has returned to its bustling scene, and hawkers can be seen everywhere.

In addition, there are also business travelers from various countries, bringing different specialties from each country. The era of war is really gone forever.

Countries are intersecting at an unprecedented speed, with little defense, and even armaments are being reduced again and again - on the contrary, the number of petty officials has greatly increased.

It is foreseeable that, at least in the next few decades, there will be no more wars in the surrounding countries, and the long-lost peace has come to this land that was once almost in ruins.

Xu Zhian, who had seen many ups and downs in Taiyuan Hospital, felt happy from the bottom of his heart and said in a pleasant manner: "Now people have begun to praise your kindness. This is all because of the things you have done. You must continue to do it. , don’t give up halfway”

As people get older, they tend to become more nagging.

The words he said were spinning around his mouth like a wheel. Over and over again, it was actually the same thing.

Wang Mang smiled and nodded, the tip of his nose feeling a little sore.

When he ascended the throne five years ago, the abuse was endless.

Five years later, his name finally began to spread across this land, no longer as dispensable as it was at the beginning.

"This is not all my fault. The victory of birds, justice, and some ministers are all very important. By the way, there is also Brother Gu. It was Brother Gu who told me about the national policy of dividing a small family into an equal amount."

Wang Mang didn't take credit. On the contrary, he kept mentioning people Xu Zhian knew and told about some changes.

Unlike him, an emperor who could take some time off from his busy schedule, Gongshang was transformed into a minister. At this time, when a country was making progress, it was extremely busy and had no personal space at all.

Even if you have some free time, you still have to think about which person is suitable for what official position.

Not to mention Qin Lisheng, a giant of the Mohist family, who was even more busy and never slacked off for a day.

No matter from any point of view, Qin Li Sheng has not insulted the name of Mohism, nor has it delayed Mozi's morality.

He was able to inherit the position of giant not only because of his strength as a master, but also because of his determination to move forward.

It's just that times have changed, and this giant can no longer add to his glory by doing any earth-shattering things, but this is also a kind of luck.

Times that need heroes are always full of tragedy.

As long as the saint does not die, thieves will not stop.

One saint in Moqiu is enough. At this time, the Xia Dynasty does not need new saints to step forward.

The lack of a glorious resume shows that living in a peaceful and stable era, as long as you can display your talents, is a great blessing.

"You are all capable people."

Xu Zhian was very happy and not angry because no one came to see him.

On the contrary, he got angry several times because these people gathered around his bed, but Wang Mang was not there at that time.

"As a bad old man like me, if I can still see what it was like in the prosperous age, this life will be worth it."

Xu Zhian said this with a smile.

When the White Lotus leader occupied the imperial capital, no one thought that the disaster would end so quickly.

There is a thin line between disaster and peace.

"Don't say that! You are the imperial physician of the Xia Dynasty. You must live a long life no matter what, so that you can set an example to the world!"

Wang Mang said immediately.

"Longevity?"

Xu Zhian was startled for a moment, then sneered: "You're lucky if you didn't get dragged out and hacked to death on the way."

In this era, it is not difficult for people who truly understand medical skills to live to be sixty or seventy years old if there are no major disasters.

If it goes any higher, no one can be sure.

But if we look at the lifespan of TCM practitioners at Taiyuan Hospital, if we really want to make a comprehensive plan, it is probably by no means a good number.

There are many people who die of old age, but there are also many people who are killed halfway.

For this reason, I should be a little thankful that Emperor Zongming loved the alchemists and didn't care much about Taiyuan Hospital.

After experiencing too much life and death, and even the eternal separation between heaven and man, Xu Zhian has looked away.

Being able to live to old age and die is a blessing that many people envy!

"I will make a rule when I get back. Unless it's a quack doctor who uses the wrong medicine or treats the wrong disease, he will never be moved to Nu Tai Hospital."

Wang Mang assured immediately.

Hearing this, Xu Zhian seemed to have thought of something and said: "It's not a hospital. It's not a hospital. It's best not to let that happen at any time."

"I'll try my best to do it."

Wang Mang did not dare to give any guarantee this time.

After gaining power, the first generation may be able to resist the temptation, but what about the second and third generations?

There is a common saying in the world, it is called the beauty of a gentleman, he will be killed in five lifetimes.

There is also a saying that wealth cannot last more than three generations.

A family with wealth will either be rich and wealthy or poor after three generations.

Even the virtue and reputation of a gentleman can no longer affect people after the fifth generation.

Wang Mang could only guarantee his own conduct, but he did not dare to say anything big.

He won't live that long, but considering Brother Care's strength, he will probably be able to see it.

If you speak big words at this time, you will be remembered when the time comes and you will not be allowed to listen to lectures in the grave?

Once you become an emperor, you have to be more careful in your words and deeds.

"very good."

Xu Zhian nodded happily, but his face showed a tired look.

After all, he is old, and he will feel weak and want to fall into a deep sleep after not talking for much time.

"Go back, don't stay here. I won't be able to sleep well if you watch."

Xu Zhian waved his hand feebly and did not get up to send it off again.

This time no one argued, everyone walked out of the room obediently, with Gu Dan walking at the end.

The door was close in front of him, and Gu Dan looked back.

Xu Zhian was contentedly leaning on the bed and fell asleep, with a smile still on his face.

He walked back quietly and laid Xu Zhi'an on the bed. Gu Dan tucked the quilt for him and left the room.

Everyone in the yard stood there, their eyes falling on Gu Dan.

There was no sound, but there seemed to be words flowing in his eyes.

"Go back and do your own business."

Gu Dan lowered his voice and spoke very quietly.

"Mr. Gu, Grandpa Xu, is there really nothing he can do?"

Xun Ke asked extremely carefully.

Cang hugged Gu Dan's arm tightly.

Xiaoying's smart eyes were also staring at him firmly, full of expectation.

Gu Dan was speechless, just shook his head silently.

This silent move gave them the clearest answer.

Xiaoying wiped her tears silently, her whole body hanging on Gu Dan's body, and she said as if she was rolling around: "Master, you are so powerful, there must be a way!"

Only Wang Mang and Xun Ke were silent together.

If he could simply be brought back to life, then the Mohist giant at this time would not be Qin Lisheng, but Mo Qiu.

In fact, they already have the answer in their hearts.

People not only have misfortunes and blessings, but also birth, old age, sickness and death.

No matter whether you are a relative of the emperor, a virtuous minister or a good general, a sage king or a wise lord, a saint or a great man, or an ordinary commoner, you will not be able to escape.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that when one steps towards another path, the world will call it an immortal. Immortals and immortals can escape from the suffering of the world and take off the shackles of human beings.

After truly realizing that death is the destination of everything and that life is limited, this group of not-so-long-lived guys will work hard to create infinite possibilities in their limited lives.

Because death follows us like a shadow and looms over us all the time, it is even more important to live up to this worldly experience while we are still alive.

No matter what, life still has to go on.

Time is fair and does not stop for anyone or anything.

Time is cruel, and every sunrise and sunset represents the passing of an old day and the arrival of a new day.

It was already difficult for Xu Zhian to get out of bed and move around.

Someone had to support him.

All the organs in his old body that had reached their end were making silent protests all the time, making him feel extremely tired.

Gu Dan no longer goes out, he always stays by Xu Zhian's side.

When Xu Zhian wants to go out for a walk, he will take Xu Zhian around.

As a Grand Master, Gu Dan also took Xu Zhian to experience the feeling of flying into the sky, using his true energy to block all the wind, and looking down at the world from the sky.

Xu Zhian was lying on his back, his face slightly pale, and his already thin palms were tightly holding Gu Dan, but his hazy eyes were wide open.

"It's so beautiful!"

Looking down at the world from heaven is a completely different perspective.

The place where I lived in the past has become very small, and the pedestrians on the street are no more than the size of soybeans, welcoming people and seeing them off.

His eyesight was no longer very good, but he could still see the Wanshou Immortal Palace built on the mountain, which was the royal palace of the Xia Dynasty at this time.

Occasionally, someone looks up to the sky and is surprised to find that there are two more people in the sky.

Soon a group of soybeans gathered below, pointing and jumping.

A rare smile appeared on Xu Zhian's face.

When I went back that day, a neighbor came to visit and said very excitedly that during the day, two immortals appeared in the sky and looked down at the world.

Everyone said that it was the soul of the saint and the immortal official who guided the soul of the saint to become a god. It was just because the saint did not want to part with this mortal world and wanted to see it for a while longer.

Xu Zhian laughed.

For once in his life, he could be regarded as an immortal.

It's probably a life worth living.

The autumn wind blew unknowingly, and the annoying chirping of cicadas finally stopped ringing on the willow tree in the yard.

But in the courtyard, no one has stopped for a long time.

Xu Zhian can no longer get out of bed by himself.

He began not to want to go out.

When Gu Dan wanted to take him out, Xu Zhian just shook his head, and he began to look at a place in silence in a daze.

Occasionally, he would mutter something that no one could understand, facing an empty place.

But his consciousness is still clear and he can distinguish people, but he can no longer chat for a long time. He often feels sleepy after saying a few words.

Gu Dan always stayed by his side. After he fell asleep, he sat on the floor, quietly waiting for Xu Zhian to wake up next time.

When the countryside and fields become empty, autumn is gradually coming to an end.

On a day like this, Xu Zhian rarely got angry.

He was incontinent and in bed.

Even though I couldn't move around before, I could still let Gu Dan support me for convenience.

But now, everything is no longer up to him.

For the first time, Gu Dan saw embarrassment and shame on Xu Zhian's face when facing him.

"Get out! Get out!"

Xu Zhian shouted sharply, his face turned red, as if he was greatly humiliated.

In fact, he has always wanted to be strong.

Never willing to show embarrassment in front of juniors.

But at this time, he could no longer wave his fists, and even his voice seemed weak and weak.

Gu Dan silently cleaned up for him and walked out of the room.

Xu Zhian lay on his back on the bed, tears falling silently from his eyes.

He is very old.

It's time to die.

But God seemed to be playing tricks on him, refusing to let him enter that gentle night peacefully.

Death is not terrible, he has already accepted it.

But before he died, he had to experience such a thing, which made him curse and want to die more simply.

He asked himself that he had never done anything evil in his life, so why should he embarrass himself and make the younger generation uncomfortable again when he is old?

The next day, Xu Zhian refused to eat.

Gu Dan took the cooked porridge and rice and put it to his mouth. Xu Zhian just looked at him quietly.

"Uncle Xu, eat."

Gu Dan gently blew the hot air on the spoon, as if taking care of a child.

Xu Zhijing looked at him quietly.

"Uncle Xu, it's time to eat."

Gu Dan said it again.

"carry"

Xu Zhian recalled Gu Dan's name.

The voice was very weak.

But Gu Dan could hear it, and he deliberately moved his head closer, "Uncle Xu, don't you want to eat this? Then I'll change it for you."

A palm was placed on his body. Xu Zhian tried hard to lift his body up, but failed, so he stopped again and said, "Let me die."

"What?"

Gu Dan didn't seem to hear clearly, but for some reason, the spoon in his hand suddenly cracked into lines.

"Let me die."

Xu Zhian looked at Gu Dan, his voice was weak, but his words were quite clear, one word at a time.

Gu Dan was stunned.

It was like invisible thunder crashing down on his head and face, his eyes were blurred and his mind was dizzy.

"Why?"

"No, don't let them see me like this."

Xu Zhian tried his best to smile at Gu Dan.

Gu Dan just shook his head, but his eyes were hazy, and he found that he could no longer see Xu Zhian clearly.

"promise me."

Xu Zhian held Gu Dan's hand tightly. He cheered up and spoke hard, "I have lived a good life in my life. Now that I am old, lying like this is a kind of torture. I can't wake up." No matter how long it takes, you won’t survive for a few days. Don’t disgust the children in the last few days.”

After finishing a long sentence, Xu Zhian began to inhale hard.

Even though he had the will to die, his body still had the desire to live.

"No disgust. No disgust"

Gu shook his head unbearably.

In front of this old and dying old man, the palms that had killed several masters with his own hands were trembling.

"If I don't die, I'm torturing myself. I'm torturing everyone."

Xu Zhian shook his head and looked out the window.

This is the best room in the courtyard, with a sweeping view of the courtyard.

Ever since he was often sleepy, there had been no human smoke in the small yard for a long time.

They stood outside the door, always paying attention to the changes in the old man.

Xu Zhian knew it well.

He was just an ordinary imperial physician who had never done any earth-shattering deeds, never made any feats worth bragging about, and didn't even have a single feat that could be used as a talking point.

The big thing that happened to him was that an old friend died early.

Now that he is old, what virtue and ability can he have to allow so many people to surround him?

He was already very tired.

I want to sleep for a long time without waking up.

Gu Dan said no more.

He walked out of the house in silence.

Not long after, Xiaoying and Cang both came.

"Uncle Xu hasn't eaten yet."

Gu Dan said so.

"I'll feed grandpa!"

Cang volunteered and was very positive.

Xu Zhian looked at Gu Dan, and Gu Dan also looked over, his eyes full of pleading.

Seeing Cang raising his little hand and handing the spoon in front of him, Xu Zhian sighed softly and swallowed hard.

Everything is so ordinary.

Nothing good to say.

When the autumn wind brings a biting chill, the sky becomes gloomy.

Dark clouds were looming overhead, and the sun was dark with no light.

The winter thunder let out a dull and hoarse roar, and the beast that had been dormant for a long time began to show off its majesty. The mighty light illuminated the world, revealing not a warm and beautiful scene, but full of desolation and darkness!

The brightness at this moment, oh, was reflected by the overwhelming dark clouds rolling in.

Heavy raindrops poured down from the sky, and the cold wind howled endlessly.

The unlocked gate of Gu's courtyard finally began to creak again.

The Black Bird Gate that was replaced in the imperial palace in Zongming's thirty-seventh year could not withstand the wear and tear of time.

In such weather, there were no pedestrians on the streets.

Fortunately, they still had somewhere to take shelter.

In the Gu family courtyard, there were particularly many people coming today.

In addition to Gu Dan, Xun Ke, Xiao Ying and Cang, Wang Mang, Qin Li Sheng and Gong Shangguo all came.

Xu Zhian has been unconscious in bed for three days.

They put aside everything and came to the old man's bed. As people they knew well during his lifetime, they came to visit.

In the room, Gu Dan sat quietly in front of the bed, like a sculpture.

His eyes lingered on Xu Zhian's chest, which rose and fell so slightly that it almost seemed like it had stopped.

Judging from the Qingmu Huansheng Jue's judgment on human vitality, Xu Zhian's life is like a burned out candle, full of thick death energy and can no longer continue.

There was another thunder across the sky, and Gu Dan tried his best several times to hold Xu Zhian's hand with his trembling palms.

Bits of cyan luster seeped into Xu Zhian's body very finely, not daring to make any mistakes.

Along with the influx of slight vitality, Xu Zhian's chest rose and fell slightly faster.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Zhian woke up.

I opened my extremely tired eyes again and saw a lot of people.

Feeling that his body was slightly relaxed, he looked at Gu Dan again.

With great effort, he forced a smile towards Gu Dan.

"Everyone, everyone is here to see me, this old man."

Xu Zhian said with great effort.

"Grandpa Xu!!!"

Cang, whose eyes were already swollen from crying, heard him speak and rushed to the bed, but she didn't dare to touch his body and just kept wailing.

Along with his crying, crystal water droplets fell down from Xiaoying's already red eyes, suppressing her voice.

"Don't cry, don't cry, be good."

Xu Zhian wanted to reach out and touch Cang's head.

But he had no strength left.

Gu Dan saw his thoughts, gently took his hand and placed it on Cang's head.

Cang stopped moving, but couldn't stop crying.

"I'm fine. Just a little sleepy. A little sleepy."

Xu Zhian said hard.

Various voices were coming from his body, urging him to rest quickly and rest quickly. Every breath was like lifting a mountain, and then pressing it heavily on his body.

The most important thing is that this body that was once so familiar no longer obeys his command.

Even moving his hands and feet has become a luxury.

He tried hard to say a few words to several people, but before he could say a few words, his eyelids became heavy again.

A long moment of darkness loomed in front of him, but he didn't feel afraid, but wanted to plunge into it.

Xu Zhian fell asleep again.

Without being so willing.

In Gu Dan's hands, the green light kept blooming with a little brilliance, trying hard to maintain the energy needed for the body that was almost collapsing, not daring to take a step beyond the limit.

In the next few days, Xu Zhian woke up several times.

Each time, the duration became shorter and shorter, and I couldn't even say three complete sentences before falling into a deep sleep again.

Gu Dan never left.

Xiaoying and Cang almost cried until they fainted and refused to leave, but Xunke forcibly took them away to eat.

After waking up again, Xu Zhian made no effort to say a few more words.

He looked at Gu Dan calmly, with pleading in his eyes!

The two looked at each other silently.

After a while, the green light in Gu Dan's hand finally bloomed.

A heartfelt smile appeared on Xu Zhian's face, and his exhausted body regained its vitality.

He pushed himself up and sat up.

Cang, who was lying dazedly beside the bed, was woken up by Xiaoying.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Zhian sitting up on his own.

"Grandpa Xu, you are recovered!!!"

Cang shouted in surprise, his voice sharp and hoarse.

"alright!"

Xu Zhian nodded to him with a smile and held Cang in his arms again.

Use his pale beard to wipe his plump cheeks.

Xun Ke anticipated something and ran out of the room as fast as he could. The closed courtyard door didn't even have time to open before he was knocked to the ground. fell to the ground, and he ran towards the palace.

"Why has Xiaoying lost weight?"

After coaxing Cang who was restless in his arms, Xu Zhian looked at Xiaoying again and said with concern: "It's not good for girls to be too thin."

"Xiaoying can't eat without the food cooked by Grandpa Xu."

Xiaoying forced out a smile and kept brushing her cheeks with her sleeves.

"You can't say that. You have to be good at the hall and the kitchen. Only by learning a good craft can you catch people. The woman in my family was just because she didn't cook well. I would rather stay in the hospital to eat than eat in the hospital. go home."

A narrow smile appeared on Xu Zhian's face, and he joked, "We have been quarreling every now and then about this matter. Don't try to imitate her. She's so good at cooking."

"Xiaoying will learn to cook well."

Xiaoying nodded repeatedly and burst into tears.

Xu Zhian's face turned rosy. He was in good spirits and his speech no longer seemed weak and slow. "You have to study hard, you know? Reading is good. It can make people understand the truth and know what to do and what not to do." Anything can benefit all people."

"Um."

Cang, who was in his arms, nodded desperately.

Xu Zhian looked at Gu Dan again.

The smile on that old face became more and more warm, and he simply said, "I'm sorry for you."

Gu Dan still didn't speak, he was speechless.

With a 'bang', the door was violently pushed open.

Xun Ke and Wang Mang, who were wearing dragon robes, ran back.

Xun Ke breathed heavily, looked at Xu Zhian who woke up, and tried to force a smile.

Wang Mang stepped forward and said, "Uncle Xu, you look much better."

"ha"

Xu Zhian shook his head slightly, and said calmly and even a little indifferently: "I'm going to die. After I die, don't give any preferential treatment to my unsatisfied child because of me. If he doesn't have the ability, it's enough for him to be able to eat. .”

"Don't say that."

Wang Mang wanted to be comforted.

But Xu Zhian waved his hand gently first, "You want to be a good emperor, don't imitate Emperor Zong Ming. Don't imitate."

"I definitely won't imitate him."

Wang Mang nodded with assurance.

Xu Zhian looked at Xun Ke again, "Ke has a great talent. This child is different, let Cang learn from him."

"Grandpa Xu!"

Xun Ke also came forward, and there were many people surrounding the bed.

Xu Zhian just smiled and chatted with everyone one by one.

Except for Gu Dan, he can give careful advice to everyone.

It's not because he doesn't have room for Gu Dan in his heart, but because he knows very well that in terms of his life, there is nothing that can give guidance to Gu Dan.

All along, it wasn't him who was accommodating Gu Dan, but Gu Dan who was accommodating him.

In this aspect of life, he himself is not very successful, he just has some trivial experiences, and in the conceivable future, Gu Dan will live longer than him.

There was nothing to worry about here.

"I'm a little sleepy."

After chatting for a while, Xu Zhian leaned on the bed and said something with a smile.

There seemed to be some noise from the outside world.

But he could no longer hear clearly.

Just sleepy and tired.

His eyes closed unconsciously, and a dull and long darkness gradually enveloped him.

It wasn't scary, but rather warm.

But there seems to be something in my heart that I can't let go of.

Vaguely, it seemed as if someone hadn't come to say goodbye to him.

Xu Zhian couldn't remember.

He tried hard to recall and think hard in a daze.

He began to resist the darkness, and his eyes that were originally closed opened a gap.

In his dim eyes, he looked at several people blankly.

His eyes were fixed on Xiaoying's face.

He remembered.

"Xiaoyi, you come to see me too!"

Xu Zhian was very happy. He held Xiaoying's hand and gently placed it on Gu Dan's palm, "You two, please don't get along."

He was still urging.

Want to say something.

But there was no strength left.

Xu Zhian, fell asleep.

(End of chapter)