The three people in the field were sweating like rain, and no one noticed that Fang Xing had taken the old man to the main house.
Fang Xing thought as he walked, if this old man wanted to let himself teach his descendants, how much should he take?
Seeing that the old man still has two retinues, then at least a few hundred taels must be charged......
So do you need to invest in a relationship first?
Thinking of this, Fang Xing saw that the old man had some problems with his legs when he crossed the threshold, so he smiled and said, "The old man has rheumatism?
” The old man went in and stomped his feet, and said lightly, "How do you know?"
” The two big men also forced Fang Xing to look at him, and there was a possibility that the film would be opened if he didn't agree.
Fang Xing smiled dryly: "Someone in the family has suffered from this disease before, but they have some experience. ” It was none other than Fang Xing's grandfather in his previous life, who was suffering from rheumatism and had the heart to kill.
"As soon as this disease is committed, the patient's mood will be moody, so it's better to treat it early!"
The old man looked around the front yard and saw that there was no extravagant arrangement before asking, "But the doctors I have seen say that it is incurable, do you understand?"
” Of course I understand, I understand it too well!
Thinking of the bundle of repairs he received every year in the future, Fang Xing said with a bubbling heart: "There is no cure for this disease by conventional methods, and the best thing is to make medicinal wine." ” "What medicinal wine?
How to bubble?
” The old man was a little interested when he heard this, and immediately asked.
Fang Xing first smiled reservedly, pretending to be forced, and then said compassionately: "You can use three kinds of snakes to make wine, black snake, white snake, and snake snake, first starve the snake for a few days, soak it in spirits to disinfect, and then add raw rehmannia and rock sugar to soak it in spirits, and it can be done in two years." ” Seeing the silence on the old man's face, Fang Xing simply wrote down the prescription and instructed: "The wine must be strong, and it must be soaked for two years, otherwise the snake venom will not go away, and it will be harmful to people." ” The old man took the paper with the recipe written on it and asked, "You don't want to be paid?"
” Fang Xing's heart was looking forward to it, but his mouth said with righteousness: "Why did the old man say this!"
Although my generation is not talented, we can respect the old and love the young. ” The old man nodded, and his gaze swept over Fang Xing again, "I hope you are not insincere." ” Let's go?
And he just left?
Fang Xing watched the old man leave with his legs, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
What about your children and grandchildren?
Didn't you come to me to teach your children and grandchildren?
What about Shu Xiu?
Fang Xing, who felt that he had lost a fortune, saw the bell biting on a piece of beef, and couldn't help but hum: "I should have let you eat voles if I knew it." ” After finishing their work, Zhu Zhanji and the three took a bath in the front yard, and then went home separately.
"Grandpa Huang, what are you looking at?"
When he arrived at the warm pavilion, he saw Zhu Di reading a book from a distance, so Zhu Zhanji asked playfully.
Zhu Di first looked at his grandson's body, and then got up and moved his legs.
"Grandpa Huang, what do you think of medical books?
But is there a physical obstacle?
” Zhu Zhanji glanced at it and asked a little nervously.
Zhu Di did not answer this question, but said: "Shennong's Materia Medica records that snakes can be used in medicine, and snake wine ......"
"Snake wine?
I've seen it, it's in Fang Dehua's study......"
Zhu Zhanji remembered the large bottle of snake wine he had seen in Fang Xing's study, and the poisonous snake in it looked hideous and terrifying.
But Fang Xing doesn't drink this thing, it's just an ornament, scary.
Zhu Di's body relaxed a little, and there was more love in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Zhanji.
"Zhanji, I'm going to make a northern tour in February, you can come with me."
Northern Tour?
Zhu Zhanji paused for a moment, and after seeing that Zhu Di's face was fine, he boldly admonished: "Grandpa Huang, grandson is bold, dare to ask Grandpa Huang to suspend his northern tour." ” "Oh!
Why?
” Zhu Di couldn't tolerate the prince's dissent at all, but he was full of admonition to Zhu Zhanji.
But this also has something to do with Zhu Zhanji's ability to look at his eyes and his knowledge of proportion.
"Grandpa Huang, you want to see the construction of the palace, and by the way, knock those civil and military forces, right?"
Zhu Di stroked his beard and was silent.
Zhu Zhanji paused for a moment and continued: "Grandpa Huang, I went to see the transformation of Shuntianfu with my father a few years ago, and it can be called conscientious.
Also, you ......
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Prepare to go north again in the next two years, why not ...... them together when the time comes" Speaking of the crown prince Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Di snorted coldly.
When he heard about the Northern Expedition, his eyes instantly sharpened.
"Mahamu is bold, and he complains behind his back that he wants Arutai to pay tribute, hum!
I think he wants the Tatars from Gansu and Ningxia. ” Mahamu was one of the three kings of the Tile Thorn, and he was the strongest at this time.
Zhu Zhanji frowned and said: "Grandpa Huang, treat such aliens and divide them, otherwise it will be a big disaster for future generations." ” Zhu Di laughed and said, "This is what Fang Dehua taught you?"
” Zhu Zhanji heard the meaning of banter in his words, so he stiffened his neck and said: "Grandpa Huang, throughout the history of my Central Plains, people of different races have never really settled down, but they are just pretending to be grandsons when they are weak. ” Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanji's anxious appearance for a long time, and asked, "What else?"
” "And Zola and Right!"
Zhu Zhanji simply poured out his thoughts.
"Why?
It's just that I want to unify the forces left by Meng Yuan, and the ultimate goal is still my Daming!
” The officials who paid attention to the living notes wrote flowers and quickly recorded Zhu Zhanji's words. “…… The Tatars will eventually be defeated, so Arutai came to pay tribute this time, and I should treat them solemnly, and promised to sell weapons, grain and grass, but ......
I don't have any of these things!
The price is naturally expensive. ” After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Di with some apprehension, not knowing what evaluation his remarks would get.
Zhu Di looked at the green jade paperweight on the desk, and asked for a long time: "Did you come up with it yourself, or did that Fang Dehua mean?"
” Zhu Zhanji said confidently: "Grandpa Huang, I came up with these things myself. ” Zhu Di nodded, threw the green jade paperweight over, and said after Zhu Zhanji hurriedly caught it, "I've rewarded you." ” After Zhu Zhanji left, Zhu Di looked at the direction outside the city, a little distracted.
"Say, did the words that the Tatars will be defeated come up with by the imperial grandson himself?"
Quietly, a brocade guard was already kneeling on the side, and he lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, the minister checked the homework of the imperial grandson, and it mentioned that the tile spur will become a big trouble for my Ming henchman, and I don't know if it is what His Royal Highness thinks himself." ” "What did Fang Dehua himself say?"
"Your Majesty, Fang Xing has an extreme hatred for foreign races, and someone once heard him say that all Jurchens deserve to die."
Zhu Di nodded and ordered: "Go check and see if the Fang family and the Jurchens have a grudge." ” Jurchen, or called Nuzhi, alias Privet.
The Jurchens were a down-and-out race at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and they were beaten all over the world, and finally sought the protection of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di accepted the Jurchens with a broad "mind" and divided them into three parts, including the Jianzhou Jurchens.
Later generations couldn't help but sigh: Ming Zhi benefits those who belong to Yi, and the Jianzhou Jurchen is the most generous.