Chapter 115

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34. This is a small secluded courtyard.
  After the Battle of Kyoto, the people who had left their hometowns returned one after another, and the streets became full of people again. The shops on both sides reopened one after another, slowly, almost failing to see that there had been wars in the city. Only when I walked near the city wall and saw the houses that had been crushed by the boulders before they could be cleaned up and repaired, did I see the peculiar misery that is unique to the post-war period.
  And this place is located in the middle of a busy city, a few feet away is the endless street, but the two gates just a few minutes away are as quiet as a place outside the world.
  Yang Ruqin looked up at the few green bamboos protruding from the black tiles on the white wall. It was the mid-winter season. The first snow had just passed, and the snow was so heavy that the bamboo branches drooped down. The bamboo branches swayed when the wind passed, and the snow fell down like an overwhelmed, hitting the tiles silently.

  He had just been to the Chen Mansion, only to know that Chen Zeming's coffin had also been served to the capital. Now the Chen Mansion is hanging up and down, and the mourning hall is being erected. When Yang Ruqin walked in, no one made a sound in the huge hall, which was frighteningly quiet.
  It was Duguhang who escorted Chen Zeming's coffin back.
  Before returning to Beijing, Yang Ruqin also mentioned that he would take Chen Zeming's coffin with him on the road, and Duguhang was the first to refuse him. The relationship between Duguhang and Chen Zeming is close to that of a father and son, and he insists on opposing it, and it is hard for others to say anything. Yang Ruqin had to give up. Before leaving, Yang Ruqin also saw Duguhang preparing manpower and horses. He didn't expect that the time for the two to arrive at the capital was almost the same. It can be seen that Duguhang came all the way in a hurry.
  Yang Ruqin saw Qingqing, an ordinary-looking woman with a baby in her arms. Only then did Yang Ruqin realize that the new addition to the Chen family was originally a happy event, but before the banquet was too late, it had already changed into a funeral. Even so, he felt a little fortunate for Chen Zeming, the Chen family's bloodline was finally unbroken.
  Qingqing's eyes were red, and he obviously had been crying for a long time. When Yang Ruqin asked about the letter paper, he only said that it was left by Chen Zeming before the expedition. He didn't ask about it before, and he started to cry again when he saw the handwriting. The woman's speech is soft, she should be accustomed to low eyebrows, and she doesn't look like a person who likes to get to the bottom. Yang Ruqin was disappointed in her heart, comforted her a few words, and returned to Chen Zeming's spirit to worship. Going out again, according to the address written on the letterhead, according to the map to find this yard.

  After the entourage knocked for a long time, the door finally opened. The one who opened the door was a Qingjun boy, who looked as beautiful as a painting, but his face was like the bottom of a pot, and he mumbled endlessly in such a cold weather.
  Yang Ruqin's entourage had their eyes straight, no one had seen such an arrogant servant.
  Yang Ruqin stepped forward and handed the letter paper as a famous post to the boy, begging to see the master. The boy took it in his hand and looked over it several times before closing the door and going in.
  The entourage yelled out of anger, whose child is so ignorant of etiquette.
  Yang Ruqin yelled at him, and he realized that this host's family came from a place different from ordinary people. The so-called noble and elegant people have a lot of weird tempers. But how could Chen Zeming befriend such a person, and what is the purpose of leaving the address for him to come?

  After a while, the boy opened the two doors wide, with a respectful expression, and bowed to invite Yang Ruqin to come in.
  The entourage felt relieved. The adults of his family entered and left the political affairs hall every day. How could they be able to tolerate the next child so slowly?
  Yang Ruqin walked down the corridor with the little boy, the tip of his nose kept smelling strange, and he couldn't tell whether it was medicinal or something. The scent of flowers was faintly sandwiched. In the cold air, the smell was refreshing and refreshing.
  When I walked to the pond, a pavilion was built in the pond. In such cold weather, bamboo curtains were hanging around the pavilion. I vaguely saw a figure in it, and I didn't know what I was doing. At the moment the fragrance was stronger, and the boy stopped and called to the pavilion in the water, "Old man, man is coming." The
  entourage nearly fell, and the human in the pavilion said: "Let him in." The voice was old and didn't sound angry, obviously. I'm used to answering so much with the child.
  The boy turned around and said to Yang Ruqin: "Go in." Then he stood behind him, and said to the entourage: "You don't have to."

  Yang Ruqin took a few steps, the closer he got, the heavier the scent, and his heart jumped and he had guessed something. When I lifted the bamboo curtain, I saw an old man sitting in the middle of the pavilion. He had a beautiful face. He was holding a stone mortar in his hand, and the sticky ball in the stone mortar under his feet had been pierced with black juice.
  Yang Ruqin put his hand over, "How do you call the old genius doctor?"
  The old man smiled and was not polite, "

  My name is Wang." Before Yang Ruqin came here, he didn't know who gave Xiao Ding the medicine, how it was given, and what it was. Medicine, how to solve it. After coming here, I really figured it out all at once.
  This ancestor Wang, who had practiced medicine for generations, was passed on to him, that kind of inborn addiction to drugs can be described as ecstasy. Although Wang and elders are proficient in the art of qihuang, they have already ignored the diagnosis. He is devoted to medicine, only Doing things that no one thought about before. Sandumei is one of them.
  "Three-time plum means to take three-time plum blossoms. The medication is different each time, and the order cannot be wrong. If it is wrong, it is not the effect." Wang Laowen was quite contented, and Yang Ruqin was also surprised and admired as expected.
  Although this old man is a fascinating person, these things that have been struggling with cultivation are really not open and honest. He can't tell others. He has always felt that the master is lonely. Now he finally has an excellent listener. He is clever and can't help showing that he is also a human. It's normal. Seeing Yang Ruqin's cooperation in this way, he couldn't help but speak in more detail.
  "The first time I took it, it was like suffering from typhoid fever, with mild symptoms. This medicine starts from injury to the heart and lungs. The five internal organs correspond to the five elements, and the five internal organs are mutually reinforcing and inhibiting each other. The five internal organs are also injured. The most poisonous, all five internal organs are injured after eating. At this time, the symptoms of cold toxin are obvious. Common doctors cannot save them. The five internal organs are barriers to each other and are injured. Who should he save first; the third time is the most important harvest. In the palace, the finishing touch relies on this potion. After this potion is taken, all the traces before it are all erased, and people seem to die without disease, but a pulse and all internal organs are exhausted, and Daluo Shenxian can't save it. No signs of poisoning can be seen, even the silver needles can't be found out."
  Yang Ruqin's heart became agitated when he heard it, and he never expected that Chen Zeming would dare to commit such a poisonous hand. Xiao Ding was once his monarch at any rate, and Chen Zeming really didn't talk about it at all, and then thought of Xiao Ding's silence. He didn't know it clearly, he just felt dumbfounded. The two of them were in their 70s, and they were doing things like child's play. Combined with Xiao Ding's current situation, it seems that this medicine has been taken twice, which is consistent with the imperial doctor's statement.

  Wang Laoman said, there was no antidote for the three-time plum, and it was gone after taking it. But Chen Zeming came over a while ago and asked him to make an antidote. Chen Zeming said that a friend of his took two doses by mistake, and he was so painful that he could not harm others for a lifetime. Although Wang Laowen rarely interacts with people, he is just arrogant and not a fool. How could this medicine be mistakenly taken, even twice? But Chen Zeming insisted on begging him to find the antidote. Wang Laowen thought that since he had only taken two doses, detoxification was not impossible at all. It just took time to formulate the prescription. Now that the prescription is effective, Yang Ruqin is here.

  Yang Ruqin was overjoyed and was about to ask for advice. The old man Wang added that Chen Zeming himself was also poisoned. He just took one dose, and there was no risk of his life. The common typhoid fever is so severe, and it will be resolved slowly when I go home and drink some decoction. No matter how bad, the pill that I gave to cure the headache also has the effect of removing cold and detoxification, but the pill is mainly for pain relief, and it will not work if you take too much.
  Yang Ruqin was stunned, really not sure what the two of them were doing.
  Yang Ruqin copied the prescription, and the old man Wang Yuyi was reluctant to give up. It is rare for such a person to sit in front of him and listen to his rumors. Now that he hasn't had a lot of fun, people are about to leave, so all the way to the door, the old man Wang suddenly remembered something. Ask the boy to come over, go back to the house and take out a wooden box, "This is also placed here by General Chen. He said that if
  someone comes to take the antidote, he can take it together." Yang Ruqin took the box and opened it, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

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