Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 93 Made of gunpowder, manuscript of medical book

"I'm already trying my best to ensure that I won't make enemies." Li Ze couldn't help but sighed lightly.

Although I have always acted in a low-key manner, and maintained my image as a modest gentleman, trying not to provoke right and wrong as much as possible, but now I have become the target of public criticism.

Miracle doctor Sun can judge those only by the situation in the court that he described, which shows how conspicuous the actions of those who target him are.

Naturally, Xu Jingzong's generation wanted to label themselves a felony in every word, but they didn't know that one day, sooner or later, he would definitely make him pay back twice as much.

"No...it's not that you haven't made enemies." Sun Simiao's hoarse voice interrupted Li Ze's thoughts.

Li Ze suddenly struggled out of his thoughts, his face was full of doubts, he looked at Sun Simiao and asked, "What does Miracle Doctor Sun say?"

Sun Simiao stroked his beard, looked slightly at the sky, and said after thinking for a while: "The performance of Dr. Li has reached an extremely high reputation in the entire Chang'an City and even the entire Tang Dynasty. Now the major families probably think that Doctor Li is still young, so he didn't take any measures."

"Once the noise created by Divine Doctor Li is greater than what the five major families can bear, they will begin to prepare to restrict Divine Doctor Li."

"The old man believes that although the proposal of Dr. Li to build a medical school this time is beneficial to the country and the people, it is very likely that it has touched the interests of those families. Dr. Li must be careful when he acts in the future. You must know that those families Combined with each other, the entire Tang Dynasty seems to be under His Majesty's world, but in fact..."

Sun Simiao did not continue to speak, but stopped his words decisively.

It seems to be Li Er's world, but in fact it is the world of those aristocratic families.

From the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, countless kings and dynasties have changed, but those families that have gradually been erected in the troubled times will never fail, even the emperor does not look down on them.

The existence of these guys is a huge cancer for any dynasty, and as a doctor, I will slowly remove these cancers one by one, but now I have no power and the time has not come.

Li Ze also understood what Sun Simiao meant, nodded towards Sun Simiao and said, "Thank you, Doctor Sun, for reminding me, future generations will definitely be careful."

"Um……"

Sun Simiao pondered for a while, and soon everyone had arrived at the experimental base that had been preliminarily built—a simple wooden structure house for offices, and a frame shed for rain protection and storage of different ratios of gunpowder.

"This old man knows that Dr. Li's thoughts are different from ordinary people, but that's exactly the case. I hope that Dr. Li can leave more precious things for future generations and Tang Dynasty, instead of dying for those who only care about their own rights. The family only hopes that Doctor Li will not dislike me for being verbose." Sun Simiao said as he walked towards the hay shed where the gunpowder was stored.

Various proportions of gunpowder are neatly stored in the hut on earthenware plates.

The weather in summer and autumn is fairly clear, and there is no chance of smoldering and spontaneous combustion due to the rainy weather.

After listening to Sun Simiao's words, Li Ze's admiration for this old man grew stronger in his heart, and he knew the truth that "an old man in a family is like a treasure".

Now in Datang, besides the folks in the village, Sun Simiao and His Majesty should be the best for him. However, Li Er is the king of a country, a royal nobleman, and he must not be able to climb high.

"If you let Divine Doctor Sun worry about your future generations, how can your descendants not know what is good and dislike Divine Doctor Sun?" Li Ze smiled faintly, then stood next to Sun Simiao and looked at the long row of gunpowder in front of him.

"These are granular gunpowder made according to what Dr. Li said. The ratio of nitrate seventy-four, sulfur ten, and charcoal sixteen, the old man calls it black medicine; nitrate seventy-five, sulfur ten, charcoal fifteen, The old man calls it Xuan..." Sun Simiao took out the gunpowder one by one on a tile plate, the alchemist behind him was holding a stack of thin wooden tablets, with a pen in one hand and a tablet in the other, while the people around him were grinding the powder. Inkstone.

"These are gunpowder made by the old man himself and all the alchemists adding flint powder and other sundries."

There were nearly ten types of gunpowder with completely different ratios. Under the leadership of Sun Simiao and Li Ze, everyone came to an open space.

"I also ask Dr. Li to hold the fire and try to burn it." Sun Simiao took out a thin stick of incense, lit it with a torch and handed it to Li Ze.

Ten tile plates were set up side by side, and Li Ze had to ignite them one by one, and then the alchemist behind him recorded the burning effect.

After the burning was completed, the burning effects recorded by several alchemists were integrated and handed over to Li Ze and Sun Simiao for proofreading and final summary.

"Chi!" With the sound of gunpowder burning, a plume of thick white smoke suddenly rose.

The first dish of gunpowder turned into a puddle of burnt black matter in the blink of an eye.

The alchemists behind him immediately began to write a series of burning effects, smoke output, brightness, burning time, etc. on the wooden tablets, as well as some results summed up from their own experience.

"laugh!"

Another burst of white smoke rose.

Half an hour later, nearly ten different types of gunpowder were fired, and more than ten alchemists, Sun Simiao and Li Ze returned to the small wooden hut for office.

Seven wooden tablets are neatly arranged on the simple wooden table.

At the same time, far outside Chang'an City, packs of traditional Chinese medicine wrapped in dried banana leaves were neatly placed on a bench in Du Village.

"These are the medicinal materials needed for the two-day dose of the smallpox prescription. These need to be decocted and taken. These are externally applied medicines. Patients with serious illnesses also need to use these decoctions to fumigate the affected area." Uncle Wang pointed to the bench with different marks on it. The medicine package that came out, while explaining the names of the villages in front of me.

The 20 victims in Du Village had two soups in the morning and evening every day. The rest of the work was to take care of the batch of corn seeds left by Li Ze, and at the same time cut wood and firewood to expand the size of the village.

On the basis of the original hut built by the victims, an attic was built according to the character of "well", with five steps between the roads, and countless simple stoves were built beside the road for cooking and decocting medicine.

After explaining the matter of taking the medicine, Uncle Wang stretched his waist, and immediately walked towards the medical center where Li Ze originally lived.

In front of a huge desk, there are piles of bamboo slips, wooden slips and thread-bound books as high as mountains.

"Your Majesty, I have finished copying this "Compendium of Materia Medica", please help me to proofread it." Jiang Shaoqing handed a thread-bound book much thicker than Li Ze's original "Materia Medica" to Wang Shuhe.

The imperial doctors who stayed in Du Village knew the importance of these books, so they copied them into volumes in their spare time for emergencies.

"Oh... this genius Doctor Li, did he really compile such a bunch of books by himself? I have been copying them day and night for so many days, and I have just finished one book. I don't know how much time it took Divine Doctor Li to compile so many books." Gan Bozong Rubbing between his brows, his swollen eyeballs were exhausted.

Wang Shuhe proofread the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and said without raising his head: "Who compiled these medical books, I don't dare to speak in vain, but Dr. Li's medical skills are so superb, so we must find a way to preserve these things. After the transcripts are unified, they will be sealed up according to Dr. Li's original method."

"Of course, if necessary, it's best to keep it in the Royal Library!"

(End of this chapter)