The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Only Yan Song was cursing the system in his heart.

Your sister, it's no wonder it's called the task of [Packager]!

Just let me, Yan Song, go to top the bag and carry the army of barbarians and seedlings.

"But even if you, Yan Ge, are willing to stay, my Baimiao village will not be able to hold on." Lan Fenghuang said helplessly, "I got 15 from Yan Ge's heart. But it will only increase the number of deaths, and it won't help."

Yan Song rolled his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that he had a copy of [Compendium of Materia Medica] that Li Shizhen had just given him in his arms!

Although Li Shizhen had not finished his great medical work Compendium of Materia Medica, the first ten volumes had already been written.

This Compendium of Materia Medica is an epic masterpiece completed by Li Shizhen after traveling through the Daming Mountains in the first half of his life.

In this magnum opus, Li Shizhen wrote in detail all kinds of herbs from various places, both medicinal and non-medicinal.

Guizhou, it seems that Li Shizhen has finished writing.

Damn, I don't have an army, but I have science.

Yan Song hurriedly found Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica", looked through it, and found it!

Lan Fenghuang, Ah Man and Bai Miao people stared at Yan Song dumbfounded. When the enemy was approaching the city, they didn't think about how to retreat, but took out a bunch of books and started to read them!

"This man, what's going on?"

"Could it be that reading books can defeat the enemy?"

"Well, I think scholars in Ming Dynasty are all nerds. Even the chief assistant is nothing more than that."

"Let's run from the back mountain path. Those barbarian seedlings kill people without blinking an eye."

Ah Man pursed his lips, and said with a sullen expression, "Hey, nerd, what can you do by reading? Can you defeat the enemy?"

"It's really possible!" Yan Song smiled, opened the [Guizhou Herbal Medicine] volume in the Compendium of Materia Medica, pointed to a prescription by Li Shizhen, and said: "The dragon's blood grass, snake-catching grass, and this kind of lavender painted on it need a total of Do you have 11 kinds of herbs around your village?"

Miao girls pick herbs, just like Han girls pick wild vegetables and weave, they are common skills.The Miao women immediately gathered around, chattering, "I've seen this snake-catching plant in the back mountain!"

"I seem to have seen this kind of lavender on the hillside."

"There is also this kind of herbal medicine that is specially used to deal with mosquitoes and poisonous snakes. I have a lot at home!"

"Oh, I remembered. My head of the family went to the mountains to cut firewood, and brought back a lot of this dragon snake grass. My family plans to use it for firewood and cooking. I'll get it!"

Yan Song smiled.

Sure enough, Miao girls know how to collect herbs, and there are even special "Miao doctors" and "Miao medicines" in later generations.

But after gathering around, there is still a rare dragon's blood grass that no Miao girl has ever seen.Many people even said they had never heard of it.

This made Yan Song anxious.

Because the core of this prescription invented by Li Shizhen is this dragon's blood grass.

This dragon's blood grass is not the kind on the plains, it must be a natural variety that grows on isolated peaks and wild mountains.According to the records of Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica, it is said that the herbal medicine is the most powerful and can stimulate the strongest efficacy of the entire prescription.

"Is there no dragon blood grass? Think again."

Yan Song urged.

Ah Man likes wandering and playing everywhere, so he has climbed all kinds of wild ditches and hillsides.She snatched Yan Song's "Compendium of Materia Medica", frowned, and the cute little Qiong wrinkled her nose. She thought for a long time, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, I remembered! There are all kinds of things like this. Ah Man saw it on Feilai Shigu Peak behind the mountain!"

"What? You went to Feilai Shigufeng?" Lan Fenghuang was furious, and slapped Ah Man's upturned buttocks with a crisp sound, and reprimanded: "Didn't Auntie say that, then It's too dangerous to fly to Shigufeng. Are you not allowed to climb? You wild girl, see if I don't beat your ass into eight petals."

Ah Man clutched her buttocks, with small tears in her beautiful eyes, jumped three feet high, hid behind Yan Song, and said aggrievedly: "I'm just curious. Just once. Hmph! If it weren't for this time In order to save the village, Ah Man beat him to death without saying that I went there secretly!"

Yan Song couldn't help laughing.

It seems that this little Ah Man has always been too mischievous, and has secretly gone to any dangerous place, which made Aunt Lan Fenghuang always angry.

However, this scene where the aunt hits the niece's buttocks is very touching.

Lan Fenghuang is also a great expert in herbal medicine. After reading Yan Song's Compendium of Materia Medica, he frowned and said, "The enemy is approaching, and the army is approaching the city. If you don't want to retreat from the enemy, what's the use of tinkering with these herbs? Could it be that you have a mere prescription? Can you retreat from the enemy?"

Yan Song laughed loudly: "Of course. But time is running out. Little Man, how soon can you get this dragon's blood grass?"

Ah Man put his hands on his waist, proudly puffed out his bulging chest, and said angrily, "Call me Ah Man, don't call me small! I'm not small."

Yan Song said: "Okay, little Ah Man."

Ah Man was about to get angry when another stone bomb with fire roared down from the sky and smashed hard on another stilted building, smashing the three-story stilted building into ruins.Fortunately, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were all evacuated, and no one was killed or injured.

Yan Song's face changed, and he said coldly: "Time is running out! Hurry up!"

Ah Man couldn't care less about settling accounts with Yan Song, and ran to the back of the mountain, shouting at the same time: "Auntie, scoundrel, hold on. Ah Man will be back in three quarters of an hour at the latest!"

Lan Fenghuang and Yan Song looked at each other: "Three quarters of an hour?"

Three quarters of an hour is one and a half hours now...

With a mere 1000 people, are they going to defend this simple city wall for an hour and a half under the onslaught of 20000 barbarian seedlings who are not afraid of death and drink blood?

"Damn the system, I will be killed by you sooner or later!" Yan Song was about to cry, so he had to stand on the city wall with an awe-inspiring posture.

Since you want to pretend, you have to pretend enough!

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