my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 238 Nephew Follows Uncle
Xu Tai is very serious about medicine.

After all, he really suffered many physical beatings.

He couldn't guarantee whether he would survive if something happened next time.

When people have the desire to survive, they can always become a kind of abnormal motivation.

After hearing what Zhang Anshi had said, he seemed to be confused and said: "Isn't this the way Hua Tuo used to treat illnesses? I understand that where there is illness, just cut it off, and then rely on these to heal yourself... just It's as if... we have rotten flesh on our skin and we need to cut it off."

The truth is interlinked, and theoretical knowledge can also be mastered.

The most important thing is that Zhang Anshi provided him with an idea, and this idea seems to have enlightened Dr. Xu all of a sudden. Things that were unthinkable before, now... seem to be possible.

Of course, the most important thing here is whether you believe in this set of theories, because people may have whims, but most of them will be quickly forgotten in the end, because after you analyze rationally, you will feel impossible.

Fortunately, in this regard, Imperial Physician Xu still believed in Zhang Anshi. If Zhang Anshi said yes, then there must be a possibility of success.

Zhang Anshi said: "It's just this process, but there are many difficulties, but it doesn't matter, you can try everything, don't be afraid."

"Give it a try..." Imperial Physician Xu couldn't hold back, and was frightened to death: "Don't dare, don't dare."

Zhang Anshi sighed: "Hey, you are as kind-hearted as me, aren't you also afraid of seeing blood?"

Doctor Xu said: "If someone disembowels someone, he will be beheaded."

Zhang Anshi was happy: "You can find some pigs to try your hand first. In a few days, I will send some pigs to you. Think about how to bind them, anesthetize them, how to find the lesion, how to use the knife, and how to stop the bleeding. , how to ensure that what I just said reduces infection.”

After hearing this, Imperial Physician Xu couldn't help being overjoyed and said, "Master Hou is still thoughtful."

Zhang Anshi encouraged in a timely manner: "Study hard, practice hard, and you will become a master in the future."

Doctor Xu was a little moved.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhang Anshi said: "What's wrong with you?"

Doctor Xu said: "The lower officials don't have any kindness to Lord Hou, but Lord Hou bestows all the money on the lower officials. Such a great kindness is really hard to repay even if one's body is broken."

It stands to reason that peers are enemies!

Not to mention colleagues, even in the imperial hospital, if there are any unique secret books among the imperial doctors, they will try their best to hide them for fear of being known.

Medical skills are the secret. Not only is it the foundation of one's own life, but one can also pass it on to one's children and grandchildren in the future, so that children and grandchildren will have food to eat.

No one will be kind enough to teach you medical skills. Even if some doctors need help, they will often recruit some people in the name of recruiting apprentices, but what they teach is only superficial knowledge.

But Zhang Anshi suddenly enlightened Dr. Xu, and only then did he know that it turns out...it can still be like this.

Although Dr. Xu's medical skills are not good, but he has a family background and has a good grasp of medical knowledge. Such a different way of treatment is definitely a unique skill, but Zhang Anshi did not hesitate to point out and teach him. How big is this? merit.

It seems that he, Xu, really misunderstood Annanhou in the past. He used to think that Annanhou was a despicable villain, as the saying goes.

Zhang Anshi smiled and said: "Don't think about it, do it well."

Zhang Anshi's thoughts are different. Zhang Anshi is not at ease about the medical level of this era. He is still young, so of course he has no worries, but what about the future... If there is any disease in the future, will he use a knife for himself?

There must be someone!
It's rare for the imperial doctor Xu to be willing to learn. Look at the notes he made after dissecting the corpse, he really put his heart into it.

If he is willing to learn, Zhang Anshi can be said to be his dream!

So Zhang Anshi said again: "If you want alcohol and anti-inflammatory potions, you can come to me. I have plenty of them here. Besides... if you want to use a knife, you must have good equipment. Here... find a craftsman Customized for you, all in all, don’t care about the cost, just try it.”

After hearing this, Imperial Physician Xu was even more moved to tears.

As soon as his legs softened, he bowed down and said, "Master Hou...you...you...you can get Master Hou to teach you this magical medical technique, so Master Hou will regenerate your parents as an official, and from now on..."

He spoke very solemnly, as if swearing.

In fact, in this era, it is probably the same. Even in the countryside of later generations, when he was an apprentice in the early years, the apprentice often served the master as his half-father.

After all, this is not an era of knowledge explosion. A craft is the foundation of a person, and it can be said to be useful for a lifetime.

Zhang Anshi waved his hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough, if there is anything you don't understand in the future, just keep asking me."

Doctor Xu kowtowed and said, "Yes."

The next day, Zhang Anshi first announced the good news of building the mansion.

As soon as the news came out, the commercial bank and Nanzhen Fusi were very excited.

Immediately afterwards, the matter was handed over to Zhu Jin, who was asked to draw up a budget, plan the land, recruit craftsmen, and start to build a... neighborhood on a large scale.

The size of this neighborhood is very large, it is three or four miles away from the market in Qixia. In addition, several roads are planned to be built to lead directly to the market and the residences of Fusi and commercial houses in Nanzhen.

Even Zhang Anshi built a ferry three or four miles away. In the future... there will be a ferry. Every incense stick will send out a boat to facilitate the travel of people there.

With roads and ferries, there are a large number of public facilities, such as schools, medical centers, and shops.

Zhang Anshi even made an unprecedented plan to build an underground pipeline for drainage and sewage.

Of course, this kind of pipeline has ready-made experience. Many cities of our ancestors have similar sewage and drainage underground pipelines, but in this era, the cost is expensive.

Zhang Anshi was willing to pay, anyway, it was paid by the commercial bank, and the profit of the commercial bank was extremely astonishing.

Looking at the plan given by Zhang Anshi, Zhu Jin couldn't help being taken aback, so he said, "Even if it's a prefecture city, I'm afraid it doesn't have such a scale. Lord Hou, there are [-] households in this first phase, and there will be more in the future." Thirty to fifty thousand households...it will cost a lot of money!"

Zhang Anshi said: "Why, do you feel distressed?"

Zhu Jin is happy, these mansions must not belong to him now, he has already divided the mansions, but Zhu Jin still looks overjoyed.

He knew a truth very well in his heart, Master Hou was so kind to ordinary school captains and employees of commercial firms, would he be able to treat Zhu Jin badly in the future?

Zhu Jin said: "I don't feel distressed, I'm just thinking that if this detailed notice is posted, I'm afraid everyone will die of joy. By the way, are all the houses built around the Hou's mansion?"

Zhang Anshi said categorically: "Yes, plan around the Hou's Mansion, just outside the Hou's Mansion, another square will be built..."

Zhu Jin couldn't help but reminded: "Master Hou, don't you worry, this is too noisy?"

Zhang Anshi was happy.Noisy? I wish I could live together!
It is useless to rely on the high walls and sentry posts in the Hou Mansion alone. Tens of thousands of households have expanded around the Hou Mansion. These tens of thousands of households are equivalent to an invisible city wall of the Zhang family.

Think about it, there are tens of thousands of families outside who will share weal and woe with the Zhang family in the future. Doesn't this mean that a city wall is built for the Zhang family?With this, his Marquis Mansion can be regarded as a real fortress of iron and steel.

Zhang Anshi said: "Besides, there is An Nanwei..."

After a pause, he continued: "Annanwei will be recruiting these days. In addition to keeping some guard posts in the Hou Mansion as internal guards, a few sentry boxes will also be built near this newly built neighborhood to maintain the guards here. Public security and security, put an end to Xiaoxiao. How about this, I will report to His Majesty, divide this Annanwei into three hundred households, one is in charge of guarding the Zhang family. The other two, divided into east and west two hundred households, let them patrol the streets, Only by being prepared can you be safe.”

Zhu Jin nodded and said, "Yes."

In the afternoon, someone came to visit, and it was Yao Guangxiao who came.

Where did Zhang Anshi dare to be negligent, he naturally went to greet him in person.

When he heard that Yao Guangxiao was coming, he was actually a little nervous, so when he saw Yao Guangxiao, Zhang Anshi said, "Master Yao..."

Yao Guangxiao said: "Amitabha, well, you and I don't have to be so polite."

He held Zhang Anshi's hand, looking very affectionate: "The poor monk has been thinking about you these few days."

Zhang Anshi's complexion changed slightly, and he said with a dry smile, "I...I also miss Master Yao."

Yao Guangxiao laughed and said: "So, this is the fate between you and me. By the way, I heard that King Zhao is seriously ill, do you know?"

Zhang Anshi said: "I don't know."

Yao Guangxiao said without hesitation: "You must be thinking, King Zhao must be pretending to be sick."

Zhang Anshi smiled noncommittally, he could not confirm Yao Guangxiao's real purpose.

Yao Guangxiao said: "His Royal Highness is really kind-hearted. He has been to Prince Zhao's residence a few times. Hey... such a compassionate heart, even a poor monk can't help but be impressed by it."

Zhang Anshi said: "Brother-in-law is generous, unlike you and me."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhang Anshi with a half-smile and said: "You are you, don't drag the poor monk, the poor monk has changed his temper now, he is getting old, and he is going to start accumulating merit."

Zhang Anshidao: "I don't agree with the idea of ​​merit. Merit is not about being a good person. It's like releasing life. You need merit for releasing a rabbit, but you release jackals, tigers, leopards or poisonous snakes. How can this be merit?" ? This is a lack of virtue!"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "Oh, what Marquis Annan said always suits the meaning of the poor monk. I heard that you have a very good style of study here. Now there are 39 primary and secondary schools in Qixia, isn't it?"

Zhang Anshidao: "Except for the official school, which is run by Jinyiwei, the rest are all built by the local people, either from the countryside or from the ethnic group, and the level is uneven."

Yao Guangxiao said: "These days, the poor monk always wants to take a walk in Qixia and have a look."

Zhang Anshi said: "Then I will lead the master for a walk."

Immediately, he led Yao Guangxiao to the official school.

In the official school, the style of study is awe-inspiring. Because of the heavy classwork, they start school at the Mao hour, and arrive at the third quarter of the Shen hour, that is, in the evening.

After Yao Guangxiao turned around, he said, "This school is quite interesting."

"What's the point?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "The four books and five classics are all self-study, but here, the schoolwork is even more arduous."

This is true, the content of the Four Books and Five Classics, in addition to elementary school, most of the so-called Confucian schools, most of the content is memorized, you can read it by yourself. , It is often to hire famous teachers and tutor them in person.

However, like government schools, dozens of people in a classroom gather together to give lectures, and there are very few people who assign homework afterwards.

"It's a pity that poor monks don't understand what the teachers here teach."

Zhang Anshi said with a smile: "Master Yao has already achieved great success, it doesn't matter whether he understands it or not."

"There is no limit to learning." Yao Guangxiao was so affectionate today that he almost announced that Zhang Anshi was his half-brother.

This made Zhang Anshi even more uneasy.

Walking to the school grounds, Yao Guangxiao frowned suddenly, and said, "Why don't you erect a statue of a saint here?"

Zhang Anshi was surprised and said: "The statues of saints are the business of their Confucian scholars. What does it have to do with my official school?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "Oh, Marquis Annan, you are too honest. Confucius has been dead for nearly 2000 years. What kind of statue do you stand? He can still jump out of the coffin and beat you?"

Zhang Anshi looked at Yao Guangxiao with some puzzlement and said, "Master Yao might as well make his words clearer."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhang Anshi with special meaning and said, "Have you heard of the White Lotus Sect?"

Zhang Anshi didn't like to spend half a day guessing randomly, so he simply said: "Please tell Master Yao clearly."

"This White Lotus Sect also claims to be a disciple of Sakyamuni." Yao Guangxiao looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you understand what the poor monk means?"

Zhang Anshi opened his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "I, Zhang Anshi, am a loyal minister, not the kind of party."

Yao Guangxiao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Oh, the poor monk is just making an analogy. Why are you so excited? In fact, they all mean the same thing. The sage Kong is dead, and what he says doesn't count now. Who is Confucius?" The voice of the saint's descendant is louder than whose voice, and erecting a statue of a saint here will make your official school less troublesome in the future."

Zhang Anshi said: "I don't expect a dead person to endorse what I have learned here."

"Ambition." Yao Guangxiao nodded and said, "No wonder that old man Jin Zhong is full of praise for you."

Zhang Anshi looked at Yao Guangxiao speechlessly and said, "Master Yao, you should tell me clearly, are you short of sesame oil money?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "What kind of talk is this? Do you and I only have the love of sesame oil money? Although we are very different in age, we cherish each other. Don't talk about those yellow and white things. The poor monk is disgusted when he hears it." .”

Zhang Anshi felt even more guilty, and said: "Yes, yes, Master Yao is right."

Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together, and then said again: "Actually, there is one thing... I really want to ask Marquis An Nan for help. Of course, it's just a small thing...it can't be too small."

Zhang Anshi felt that he had been making a fuss for a long time just to wait for his words, so he said, "I also ask Master Yao to show me."

Yao Guangxiao said: "The poor monk thinks that Qixia is a good place. That old fellow Jin Zhong has always said that the feng shui here is very good. The poor monk is old, and you know that people who are dying and dying have no other thoughts. I think, only... I hope to promote Buddhism. The poor monk wants to build a temple in Qixia, how about it?"

Zhang Anshi was puzzled and said: "This Qixia already has Qixia Temple. Besides, are you in Jiming Temple?"

Yao Guangxiao sighed and said: "Although that is the case, neither Qixia nor Jiming Temple were built by poor monks. Speaking of which... no matter where they are, they are actually just under the fence of others."

At this moment, Zhang Anshi really wanted to roll his eyes at him and acted as the host, but he was still called a host?

Yao Guangxiao went on to say: "The fee is paid by the poor monk alone. These days, the poor monk has saved a few hundred thousand taels of silver."

Zhang Anshi: "..."

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't teach you how to pay for it. How can you teach others to do it for the promotion of Buddhism?"

But Zhang Anshi said: "If it is a few hundred thousand taels of silver, is it too much to build a temple?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "As long as you take out a piece of land, poor monk, it's better to be closer to your Marquis's Mansion."

"Why?" Zhang Anshi was even more puzzled.

Yao Guangxiao said: "You are more afraid of death, so get closer to you. You and I live next to each other, and the poor monk is more at ease."

Zhang Anshi: "..."

At this moment, Zhang Anshi actually felt that it made sense.

Even Yao Guangxiao still can't be free and easy, he has fame and fortune in mind.

The presidency of a temple is nothing, but the founder of a temple, after thousands of years, whenever someone passes by that ancient temple and mentions the origin of the temple, it is inevitable to mention the founder of the temple.

Zhang Anshi couldn't help but sigh: "But my land... is very valuable..."

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't teach you to spend money in vain. The poor monk is willing to give some money to buy land."

At this moment, an idea popped up in Zhang Anshi's mind, and he thought: "I don't want your money, it's just that you have to entrust me with the project of this temple."

Yao Guangxiao raised his eyebrows and said: "You don't want to build my temple into a Tibetan military tower next to your Marquis' mansion, do you?"

Zhang Anshi quickly shook his head like a rattle, and said very seriously: "Who does Master Yao think of me!"

Now, it's safe.

Building a temple can ignore the specifications, and Yao Guangxiao still has silver. Zhang Anshi just used it to practice his hands. He directly built a tall tower and then built some temples. The watchtower, if it is equipped with a telescope...

I have to say, I, Zhang Anshi, am really a talent!

Zhang Anshi unconsciously put on a sincere smile and said: "Master Yao, don't worry, leave it to me, who will let me have a relationship with you? As long as you pay money, my side... no matter what, I will give it to you." You build a temple that will stand for a thousand years, and keep it to your satisfaction."

Yao Guangxiao said, "You say that, but the poor monk is a little worried."

Zhang Anshi said with a smile: "Don't Master Yao know who I am?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "The temple you built should have a Daxiong hall, a Buddha statue, and a bright hall, right?"

Zhang Anshi said firmly: "Yes, yes, yes, all of them."

"What about the Stupa, the Sutra Hall, the Bell and Drum Tower, the Sutra Library, the Zhai Hall, and the Meditation Hall?"

Zhang Anshi said: "What kind of words are these, why didn't they exist?"

Yao Guangxiao looked straight at Zhang Anshi for a while, and finally said: "Although I am a little worried, no, since Lord Hou took the initiative to invite Ying, and the poor monk has no intention of building it, it is better to leave it to Master Hou."

Zhang Anshi was immediately beaming with joy.

After discussing these things, Yao Guangxiao suddenly said: "You have to take the matter of King Zhao to heart and always pay attention to changes."

Zhang Anshi asked in surprise, "Does Master Yao have any advice?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "King Zhao is not a kind person, he has great ambitions, but he can't accomplish anything..."

Zhang Anshi said suspiciously: "Since that's the case, why should you care about him?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "Princes are like this. It doesn't matter whether a prince is good or bad. The important thing is...he is a prince! As long as he is a prince and he is still in the capital, there will inevitably be people who are unwilling and want to surround him By his side. Do you understand what the poor monk means?"

Zhang Anshi said: "It means, we still have to beware of him?"

But Yao Guangxiao said: "No, if it's a poor monk, don't be wary of him. Instead, let him make friends with ministers, let more people... cling to his side, and wait until the time is right, and then catch these people... all in one go. In this world, There will never be a lack of people who want to coerce the prince into chaos, you are the commander of Jin Yiwei, and you should understand this truth better than the poor monk."

After Zhang Anshi heard this, he was enlightened immediately: "Fishing law enforcement?"

"What?" Yao Guangxiao asked puzzled.

Zhang Anshi couldn't help but said: "I understand what Master Yao means, haha... Sure enough, when it comes to rebellion, Master Yao is truly an expert."

Yao Guangxiao immediately glared at Zhang Anshi: "Do you mean something by what you said?"

Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "Don't dare."

Yao Guangxiao let out a breath, and then said again: "I kindly remind you, it's not because of you, but because of His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is kind-hearted, but it is too lenient. In the future, His Royal Highness will inherit the throne. Temperament, of course, is a qualified and conservative monarch, but in the future, sooner or later, because of such benevolence, many hidden dangers will be left behind, which will harm future generations."

"It's as if the problem in the Northern Song Dynasty started with Song Renzong. It was precisely because Song Renzong was too generous that the problems of redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses became particularly prominent. These people and the wasted money and food will not be lost. In this way, it is precisely because of his benevolent government that the annexation of land has become more and more serious. Since then, the Northern Song Dynasty has experienced a rapid decline, although there have been many attempts to change course."

"But you have to know that in this world... if someone takes advantage, even if you just take away a little bit of them, it will be more uncomfortable than killing them. Taizu Gao Emperor and His Majesty today are quite strict in governing officials. Because of this."

After a pause, Yao Guangxiao continued: "The problem now is the same. Many people in the court hope to help King Zhao from the dragon. Do they really love King Zhao? No. It's just because they can benefit from King Zhao. "

"These people, once the prince ascends the throne in the future, they will still surround the prince, showing their loyalty, and stealing high officials and rich salaries! Even in the future, they will cause chaos in the world. The poor monk thinks that instead of keeping these people to harm the country in the future , it would be better...to get rid of it as soon as possible to prevent it from happening."

Zhang Anshi couldn't help saying with some admiration: "Master Yao is really far-sighted."

Yao Guangxiao said with a wry smile: "Throughout the dynasties, so many lessons, many times, are actually just a thought of benevolence. The poor monk knows that many people scold the poor monk behind his back..."

Yao Guangxiao said, and took a deep look at Zhang Anshi: "Your Majesty ordered you to be the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and you have the same intention."

Zhang Anshi said: "Then how to deal with these despicable villains?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "This is what Marquis Annan is thinking about."

Zhang Anshi actually felt that Yao Guangxiao didn't say a lot.

He talked about the truth, but didn't tell him how to solve it.

So, scratching your head for a while.

…………

"His Majesty."

Yao Guangxiao entered Wenlou.

Zhu Di was sitting upright at this time, reading a book - Chunqiu.

"The Spring and Autumn Annals is very interesting, no wonder Zhang Anshi likes to read it. The so-called Confucius wrote the Spring and Autumn Annals, and the rebellious officials and thieves are afraid." Zhu Di smiled.

He seems to have forgotten that he was also a rebellious minister.

Of course, people see themselves through a filter.

I obviously started from Jing Nan, so what does it have to do with the rebellious officials?

The world belongs to my father, so I took it back from my stupid nephew, which is reasonable.

Yao Guangxiao said: "I chatted with Zhang Anshi for a few words."

Zhu Di glanced sideways at Yao Guangxiao: "Huh?"

Yao Guangxiao said: "What we are talking about is His Royal Highness Zhao Wang's problem."

"Yeah." Zhu Di nodded, in an understatement.

Yao Guangxiao said again: "Is His Royal Highness Zhao better?"

Zhu Di said: "I sent someone to ask, this time, it doesn't look like pretending to be sick."

Yao Guangxiao also nodded.

The two looked up at each other, their eyes met, and they both tacitly looked away.

"Master Yao, I've been restless recently, come and talk to me about Buddhist scriptures."

Zhu Di's face was solemn, but he suddenly put down the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand, and leaned against the back of the chair, as if dozing off.

"Yes."

…………

It was April [-]th in the fifth year of Yongle.

King Zhao's condition suddenly deteriorated.

The situation is very bad.

The prince and princess Zhang went to inquire again.

And the palace also got the news that Empress Xu drove to Zhao Wang's mansion, Zhu Di had no choice but to accompany him.

There was a lot of discussion about Zhao Wang's condition in the court. Many people thought it was because of worry. In short... the condition was very serious. Most people thought that Zhao Wang might not last long.

This is the news from Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Regarding this, Xie Jin sat in the duty room, absent-minded, and he was faintly worried.

But... he still pretended to be calm after all, as if nothing happened.

But at this time, Zhang Anshi was finally dragged to Prince Zhao's mansion.

It was Xu Jingyi who taught Zhang Anshi to come here, no matter what, he should still visit him, so as not to be said to be unfeeling.

Zhang Anshi came to King Zhao's Mansion resentfully, and then went to the back hall of the Mansion, where he met Zhu Di and Empress Xu.

Zhang Anshi saluted and said: "I have seen Your Majesty, I have seen Your Majesty."

Zhu Di's solemn face eased a little, and he said, "Are you here?"

Zhang Anshi then said: "I heard that His Royal Highness King Zhao is not feeling well, and my heart is burning with worry, heartbroken..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." At this moment, a heartbroken cry came from the side: "I love third uncle the most..."

Zhang Anshi: "..."

(End of this chapter)