Don't be a prince

Every time Li Chengqian said a word, he would kick Yan Liben.Xiao Yan was an honest person, and he didn't hide, he just waited for the prince to get angry enough, and then swore that he would do as the prince said.

After Li Chengqian kicked Yan Liben away, Sun Simiao, who had nothing to do, came up to him.

"Your Highness, can you talk about the pneumoconiosis you mentioned just now with the old Taoist? In the early years, the old Taoist also treated businessmen who traveled to the Western Regions, and their symptoms were very similar to the pneumoconiosis your Highness said. The old Taoist tried a lot of drug formulas. , didn't make him feel better."

Seeing Sun Simiao approaching, Li Chengqian almost fled in despair.

In this locust plague, he was finally sent away, and finally he didn't have to draw pictures to study human blood and muscles like two crazy demons.Unexpectedly, it happened again today.

"I just read in that medical book that there is no cure for pneumoconiosis, only some complications can be treated to make the patient feel better. Some people may be able to recover slowly, but it is impossible to fully recover."

Hearing what Li Chengqian said, Sun Simiao couldn't help but sigh.

As he has practiced medicine for many years, he understands the fragility of life best.Even the most common wound inflammation has a high possibility of killing a man.There are many diseases that cannot be cured, and can only be slightly relieved.

Ever since he tried his best, but could only watch a teenage boy pass away with a high fever, he determined to study the world's medical skills and overcome more diseases in his lifetime.

Plagues of locusts are always accompanied by major epidemics, which is indicated in medical art.

He was very nervous at first, but after discussing with Li Chengqian, he took the Taoist priests of Laojunguan to travel around Chang'an, and even wrote letters to the governors of various state capitals.Fasting on locusts, living as scattered as possible in crowded places, covering up feces and urine and other filth, people who are sick, they are isolated and observed, and outsiders except doctors are not allowed to approach...

These seemingly ordinary solutions did not expect to be effective.So far, there has been no news of the epidemic spreading at all.

After seeing the magic of these common methods in preventing the plague, he even had more confidence in Li Chengqian's other statements.

"Your Highness, the old man sees that you have nothing to do now, how about the two of us find a place to sit down, make a pot of tea, and continue chatting about medical skills?"

It was hard to imagine that a charming look would appear on Sun Simiao's face.

Thinking about the matter of cement, Li Chengqian resolutely rejected the old man's invitation.

"Sun Daochang, you are wrong. You really have something to do, and you have to leave immediately. However, if you want to, how about staying in our academy? Mr. Yao Silian is going to set up a history academy and train some historians himself. Yan Liben and others The master craftsman wants to establish an engineering college and lead craftsmen to study the improvement of equipment.

Since you are determined to conquer the world's intractable diseases, why not stay here, build a medical school, pass on your medical skills, and teach a few proud disciples, so as to carry on your long-cherished wish.how? "

Standing on the land in front of the college, Li Chengqian immediately had an idea.

The reason why Chinese medicine has lost so much essence is because of the contempt for practitioners in the past dynasties.Although the imperial court has such an institution as the Imperial Medical Office, it is difficult for the old guys in it to find a successor, let alone carry it forward.

Now that the per capita age is extremely low, wars and disasters are one reason, but the more important reason is the backwardness of medical care.

Parents of elderly people in their 70s in later generations have early-stage tumors. After being hospitalized and cut off, they may still live to 90 years old.But in this era when wind and cold are terminal illnesses, it is not uncommon for the average life expectancy to be low.

Seeing that the old grandson was moving, Li Chengqian hurriedly added: "Don't worry, no matter what branches in the academy, all the expenses will be borne by the East Palace. If I host a charity event once or twice to raise some donations, you will be considered as going to the disaster area to die The medicinal materials are not a problem."

Hearing this, Sun Simiao finally sighed, and said: "In that case, I will stay here as an old man! It's just that although doctors are not cheap, they are almost the same as cheap. If you build a medical school in your college, is it right?" Will be ridiculed?"

Li Chengqian immediately shook his head like a rattle.

A joke, who would dare to laugh at Sun Simiao?Do you want to die?

After wandering around the construction site these days, he realized that the title of "King of Medicine" is really well deserved.Lao Sun's footsteps can be said to have traveled all over the land of Guanzhong.Walking around the construction site with Lao Sun, from time to time someone would put down their work, jump out and kneel on the ground, or thank their life-saving grace, or thank their mother and father for saving their lives.Fastest update../ ../

Those bastards in the court hall who were extremely sharp-spoken, dared not say a bad word to Lao Sun even if they had the guts of a bear.To speak ill of him would have much worse consequences than impeaching the emperor.

At this point, Sun Simiao felt relieved and continued to distribute Qingwensan with his medicine basket on his back.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, especially after experiencing several disasters, Lao Sun has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

How many people can be treated by him collecting medicine alone?

The locust plague that swept through Guanzhong this time, without Lao Junguan's full assistance, even if he had an idea, he would not be able to implement it.

Every word of Li Chengqian can be said to have reached his heart.

Li Chengqian was very happy to get Lao Sun out of the way and add a new subject to the college.Therefore, even if Yan Liben saw that the newly built cement workshop was leaking from all sides, and within a few days, the surrounding area had become smoky, he was not angry, but asked him to wash all the leaves that were dyed gray.

Looking at the gray leaves everywhere in the valley, Yan Liben quickly admitted his mistake. He didn't think he could finish the job.

It is hard to imagine myself being criticized by environmental protection organizations in later generations. Pointing to the seriously polluted valley, Li Chengqian said to Yan Liben earnestly: "The development of industry will inevitably bring pollution. Although our cement workshop is destined to make a fortune , but if it makes a bad start for the people who set up similar industries in the future, causing everyone to let the dust float around without changing their faces, and when the waste water is violently discharged into the rivers, lakes and seas, even if you and I are underground, you will be punished. people blame.

Get more low-quality linen tomorrow, cover the workshop, and reduce the spread of dust as much as possible.In the future, no matter what kind of workshop you want the general supervisor to set up, you must put profit in the second place, and put environmental protection, that is, not polluting the environment, in the first place. "

Yan Liben nodded repeatedly.

Looking at Yan Liben who kept dropping dust while nodding, the trace of anger in Li Chengqian's heart disappeared without a trace.

Although the cement workshop now looks like a black-hearted workshop in later generations, Yan Liben did a good job.At least, his dusty appearance is no different from the workers here.

Standing on tiptoe to help Yan Liben brush the dirt off his shoulders, Li Chengqian waved his hand to let Yu Tai and the others avoid, leaving room for them to speak.

"Yan Qing, tomorrow, you should stop producing cement with the workers, and bring some samples back to Chang'an and present them to the court. As long as you demonstrate the use of cement in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, I believe this will make the craftsmen look good. .”

Yan Liben took off his mask and asked in confusion, "Your Highness, even if His Majesty and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs have seen the magic of cement, you are the one with the long face. How could you be a craftsman?"

"Stupid, haven't you understood? Gu means that you have to tell the court that this thing was researched by you and the craftsmen on the construction site. If the emperor rewards you with titles and money, you can continue."

"How is this possible! Isn't this called Weichen stealing His Highness's name!"

Yan Liben's voice immediately raised an octave, and his two sleeves covered with cement dust kept shaking, choking Li Chengqian to avoid it quickly.

Covering his mouth and nose, Li Chengqian said in a low voice: "Do you know, Gu has already persuaded the emperor to allow you to enter the academy with the craftsmen approved by the supervisor, the military supervisor and the Ministry of Industry. Although it did not achieve the real purpose, it is better than nothing." The father said that he waited for the craftsmen to create surprises for him. Without one or two amazing achievements, why do you bring face to the craftsman group?

Taking a ten thousand step back, it is two different things if you dedicate yourself and if you dedicate it alone.Gu is the prince, no matter what achievements he has made, he should be praised at most.Even the emperor, it is difficult to give any material rewards.You are different, if you offer it, hehehe, cement has such a wide range of uses, how can you be a baron! "

Chapter 174 Heitan Head

The aristocratic class in the Tang Dynasty was divided by titles. Prince Hou Bozinan, Yan Liben was a foreign minister, and the princes did not have his share. Moreover, since the emperor ascended the throne, many titles that had no actual meritorious achievements in the country were all was pared off.

In the past two years, except for some members of the emperor's old team who have been promoted to the title, there is no new one.

The magic of cement, if it was in the early years of Wude, maybe you could change to a marquis or something, but now, it would be great to change to a baron.The mouth of the canonization is so strict, it is very difficult to pry it.For example, Yan Liben himself was in the first year of Zongzhang, that is, 40 years later, before he got mixed up with the right prime minister of the school and the male of Boling County.

Li Guang is difficult to be named, and his life is full of troubles, but it also proves from the side that the title of title is rare.

Yan Liben had great confidence in cement. If such a miraculous thing was presented in court, those generals would be the first to go crazy.

So solid!

Think about testing the formula until the best formula ratio is determined. The strength of the cement produced is not comparable to that of a city wall bonded with glutinous rice water.In the past, the city walls of Songzhou and other places also collapsed in the flames of war.But if the city wall was replaced with concrete, Yan Liben felt that even if all the Tubo people ran off the plateau, it would be impossible to bring down the city wall in a short time.

The Chinese have had the habit of building high walls to surround themselves since ancient times.When this habit developed into a mechanism, it destroyed the majestic project of the Great Wall.

It is impossible for Datang to build the Great Wall.Although there are many enemies around, the soldiers of the Great Tang Dynasty are also sharpening their swords.Building the Great Wall like Qin Shihuang really would suppress the ambitions of the Tang people.

Reaching out his hand to touch the cement dust on his body, Yan Liben tried several times, but couldn't cope.

Stop bullying honest people.

Li Chengqian walked up to Yan Li himself, ignoring the dust all over his body, thumped his chest and said: "Don't be so embarrassed. Don't forget that you perfected the formula. If you really feel lonely, wait until you are promoted When the banquet is held, remember to hold it more luxuriously."

Yan Liben nodded with difficulty. Although the title of title has always been a fantasy in his dreams, when it is really within reach, he feels that it is not so easy.

I don't know how cement is produced in the workshop, and I just wanted to go in to have a look, but was stopped by Yan Liben.

Looking at the gorgeous clothes on his body again, Li Chengqian sighed and gave up the idea of ​​exploring.Wearing this suit is very convenient, but more often it brings inconvenience.

Surrounded by guards, Li Chengqian, who had learned how to archery, was going to try shooting a game or two.

In the Tang Dynasty, even the surrounding areas of Chang'an were not all towns, and some places were still deep and dense forests.The traces left by people on this land are probably only small trails.

It was very unlucky, obviously I met a group of pheasants, and I also met a rabbit or two, but before the arrow was put on the string, they ran away and disappeared.

Even if it was shot, Li Chengqian himself was not sure where the arrow went.Because, there is no time to aim at all.

You can only know how difficult it is by experiencing it yourself. I used to see Li Jing and others shoot arrows into the head of the prey, even in the eyes, and they seemed to be leisurely. thing!

After thinking about it, he still didn't throw the bow to the ground.Before gunpowder appeared, bows and arrows were already the most advanced long-range weapons in the world.

Fang Shuo, captain of the archery team, was in charge of guarding the team today. Seeing that the prince was very irritable, he kept throwing stones at the grass beside the road.

After a while, a pheasant was startled.

Almost in an instant, the bastard completed the whole process of drawing the bow, aiming and shooting the arrow.

The poor pheasant fell to the ground before it could fly.

Seeing Fang Shuo flirting with a pheasant, Li Chengqian felt uncomfortable for a long time, so he didn't shoot him in the face.

A typical soldier's way of thinking, he only feels that his master has been humiliated and he has to repay it.As everyone knows, from the perspective of a person with a few tendons in the head, this kind of behavior has a very interesting name-"slapping the face".

"Okay, leave its tail hair. I just want to make a fan for Master Li. If you don't want to eat the meat, throw it away."

Looking at the fat pheasant in his hand, Fang Shuo twitched his throat a few times before saying, "Your Highness, why don't we take it back? Your Majesty sent you a dog, and it happened to be stewed to feed the dog."

"Give me a dog?"

Li Chengqian stumbled and almost stuck the end of the bow in his mouth.

send a dog?The emperor gave the prince a dog?what happend?No, what's going on?

"The young one was also told by the guard on duty in the East Palace. Although it is a puppy, I heard that it is a pure black hound that His Majesty searched for you."

It was fine if Fang Shuo didn't say anything, but when he talked about Li Chengqian, he became even more confused.

This guy Li Shimin is not so idle, no matter what he does, I am afraid it has a deep meaning.Just, a dog?

The other person didn't want to talk to you and threw a dog at you?

Pooh!If he really meant that, I would have to ask him if he was born in the [-]s or the [-]s.

Don't think about things that you can't figure out, let Fang Shuo keep the pheasant, and Li Chengqian is going to go back and take a good look at what his dog looks like.

There is no shortage of cats and dogs in the palace.

People trapped in the palace walls need some form of entertainment to some extent, and raising pets, a pastime suitable for all ages, is naturally the mainstream.Some concubines and princesses in the harem basically have their own pets.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the ancient blood of Pekingese dogs. What surprised Li Chengqian the most is that there are even Persian cats.

No matter how popular the harem was for keeping pets, Li Chengqian didn't think that this wind would blow to the East Palace.

A generation of great emperor Li Shimin, a generation of virtuous queens and eldest grandsons, is obviously a loyal supporter of the idea of ​​"poor sons and rich daughters".If it weren't for the dialogue by the Wei River the year before last, I'm afraid I'm still eating bran and swallowing vegetables.

What's more, there are dogs in the harem, so how could they search the pass to find one?This is too different from Li Shimin's personal image!

Returning to Chang'an with heavy thoughts, it was already night. In his bedroom, Li Chengqian really saw a little black puppy.

Although the thin dog is thin and weak, it is the purest hunting dog, and it is also a hunting dog that has been handed down from the land of China.

The eunuch who brought the dog in was very careful, as there was a tendency for the dog to act ruthlessly whenever the dog moved.

Unable to understand how these people overprotected him, Li Chengqian kicked him out.

There is no variegation on the dog's body, it is pure black.The little guy had just been weaned not long ago, and he didn't recognize his birth. When he saw Li Chengqian, he started to wag his tail.

The dog was pretty, but Li Chengqian couldn't help looking at this little guy with suspicion.

I don't know how many emperor's plots are wrapped around this little guy's slender body?

He couldn't help but reached out and touched the dog's head, feeling the feeling of the little tongue licking back and forth in his palm.It is said that he wished he could have a dog for a long time, but later he shared the rent with many people, and he was ashamed to disturb others by raising a dog. He always thought that he would put his childhood ideas into practice when he had his own house.

Who ever thought that if they didn't get a house, they would have to raise a dog first.

After clapping his hands, Fang Sheng pushed open the door and appeared.

"Find some sackcloth or something to build a kennel. It's in Gu's bedroom. If the bastard messes up, remember to clear the shit out."

To be a prince is to be able to take the blame of shoveling shit on others as it should be.

Fang Sheng was very puzzled, this was his job in the first place, although he was confused, he still obeyed the order and left.

Carrying the dog to his bed, Li Chengqian was filled with emotion.

"Boy, you said that you have a good life. If you follow the emperor, you will be impeached by the officials. Only if you follow Gu, can you enjoy the food and drink directly. Gu is the prince, aren't you the boss of the dogs? They say that dogs rely on others, and we don't mind being you." Let's fight."

"Why do you have to have a name, Wangcai? Forget it, the pastoral dog or the Shiba dog are suitable for this name. If you are black, it should be called Bao Heizi."

"Day, don't kick me, if you don't call it this, then call it Heitantou!"

No pedaling this time.

After confirming the dog's name, Li Chengqian put it on the ground contentedly.

Although small, but has learned to follow people.Li Chengqian walked towards Li Gang's bedroom step by step, and Heitantou followed suit.

It's very strange, the old man was asleep at this time in the past, why is the lamp still on today?

The old man didn't like lighting the lamps, because he felt it was a waste. As long as the lamps were on and he didn't sleep, there must be something important.

Knock on the door, get a response and go in.

Seeing the old gentleman sitting in front of the desk, Li Chengqian asked curiously: "Master Li, why are you staying up so late today?"

Li Gang didn't answer, but glanced at the puppy who followed the prince into the door.