Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Who is Zhang Zhongjing?

The rumored medical sage, the founder of dialectics, and the giant of the era who injected soul into the traditional Chinese medicine system for the first time.

Not to mention the various classic prescriptions listed in his "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", even in modern times after 2000, they are still important references for the preparation of medicines.

If Hippocrates is the eternal god of Western medicine, then Zhang Zhongjing is definitely No.1 in the history of systematic Chinese medicine.

Li Yinzhou looked at this ordinary, white-haired half-century old man in front of him, and it was hard to imagine that this was the great ancestor who had been envisioned by later generations for 2000 years.

Lu Bo stared straight at him, as if he was young and ignorant, and smiled and pushed his shoulder: "Mr. Zhang has taken a fancy to you, good boy, call the teacher quickly."

Li Yinzhou staggered forward, bent over and made a bow, as if waking up from a dream: "I have seen the teacher."

Zhang Ji snorted and said, "You are quite obedient. I have something to say first. It is not easy to be my student. If you don't want to make progress, just be a boy carrying scales and decocting medicine. I will not treat you badly. "

Li Yinzhou climbed up the pole in a hurry: "Students must live up to the teacher's teachings."

Although he was a little caught off guard, the person in front of him was a legend standing at the top of a discipline. May I ask which science student could refuse Newton or Einstein?

The momentary ignorance dissipated, and the young heart couldn't help beating. Although fate gave him the humblest status, it also compensated him for the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After solving Li Yinzhou's whereabouts, there is only one ring left.

Prefect Lu's meaning was very simple: "These two children have a very ill-fated life. It seems that they are blessed. Since one is going to be a doctor, the other should be sent to a nunnery. It can be regarded as a clean place."

He is not a complete atheist. In this closed and backward era, gods are not just a simple superstition for human beings, but also a kind of belief and awe from the heart, and a spiritual force to maintain law and morality.

As a member of the feudal court, he deeply knew that maintaining the people's belief in God was the last booster for the continuation of the rule.

So he never thought of getting rid of superstition, but he couldn't let this belief surpass the status of the government, and he controlled the delicate balance.

Li Yinzhou pondered for a moment. The era of chaos in the Three Kingdoms has begun. Neither the Lu family nor the Sun family is a safe place. Although the nunnery is poor, at least

Freedom, others can take care of them all the time in Lujiang. Although it is not the best choice, it is still a good way of life.

He accepted the proposal on Huan'er's behalf: "Caomin thanked the prefect on behalf of my sister."

When all the dust settled, the carriage started again.

The morning mist has dissipated silently, and the orange-red sun poked its head out from the sea of ​​clouds. The bright sunlight and fine rain curtains weave into a rainbow of five colors, and quietly fall on the top of the mountain temple that has returned to tranquility.

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Li Yinzhou followed Zhang Ji back to Lujiang City, while Huan'er was sent to Banyue Nunnery outside the city. It was only half a day's journey away, and with the face of Prefect Lu, there was no need to worry about this little girl being bullied.

In a different environment, without the sympathy and discrimination of the villagers, the seven-year-old girl quickly adapted to the new environment, and was much more lively than before.At first, Li Yinzhou would sneak over to see her every three days, and then once every seven, ten, or half a month, seeing her skinny cheeks plump up a little bit, and her bright eyes always smiling, she felt at ease. Come.

Huan'er's life is innocent and happy, but Li Yinzhou's is very uncomfortable.

At first, he thought that Zhang Chance would teach him the knowledge of ancient Chinese medicine, such as the classic "Huangdi Neijing" and "Shen Nong Baicao Jing". Although he is not familiar with these books, he often read them as extracurricular readings and talked about them in front of students. , There are always little girls who cast admiring eyes.

However, Zhang Ji didn't give him a chance at all.

On the first day, boil the medicine.

The next day, carry water and continue to boil the medicine.

On the third day, memorize the cabinet corresponding to each medicinal material, grab the medicine and boil it.

Medicine Boy's Diary: March [-]rd, sunny, the teacher seemed to say the word "teach you" today, I pricked up my ears, and it turned out that it was "didn't I teach you how to dry herbs?".

Every day, Li Yinzhou silently recites a Chinese word for grass, the grass of medicinal herbs.

He knew that this was tempering his patience and testing his character, but the life without circuits and networks in ancient times was too boring, and he had nothing to do but stare at the soft white clouds on the zenith of the Lujiang River. They counted to the west, but they couldn't wait for Zhang Ji's instruction in half a sentence.

This is far from the imaginary study. The mediocre life is like a cup of warm water, calming and silently cooling people's enthusiasm.The eagerness that shrouded in my heart at the beginning dissipated, and even Zhang Ji, the teacher, lost the filter of a great man, and became more and more like an exaggerated bad old man.

Zhang Ji saw that he was sleepy, so he was not angry, but very calm: "If you think this place is boring, you can also ask the prefect Lu to put you down."

Go to school, anyway, you and the young masters are old acquaintances, so we just happened to join in the fun together. "

The schools in this period only taught articles about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and asking him to learn those awkward ancient prose would be more boring and tormenting than lighting a fire and boiling medicine here.

He slandered, but his face was still obedient: "Students should study with the teacher."

Zhang Ji didn't seem to hear his emphatic "reading", and shook his head with a smile: "The medicine is not ready yet, let's boil it first."

The master and the apprentice were talking to each other, but they heard a rush of horseshoes from Tudu, and the flying dust sprinkled all the way into the doorways of the neighbors, causing a burst of low-pitched complaints.

"It's from the Sun family again, it's too domineering."

"That's right, Prefect Lu said earlier that riding horses and wearing knives is not allowed in the city, but his family members didn't follow."

"Keep your voice down, I heard that the young master of the Sun family kills people without blinking an eye! Governor Lu is afraid of him."

Amidst the murmurs, the horse's hooves landed steadily at the door of Zhang Ji's pharmacy, and a tall young man got off his horse. He wore a purple gold robe, a misty headband, and a long spear in his hand. In the heroic eyes, the whole person reveals a burst of vitality.

"Is Mr. Zhang here?" He pointed his gun at the ground, half leaning on his long gun. Although there was no expression on his face, there was an unconcealable romantic spirit.

Zhang Ji stepped out of the door in a hurry, and when he saw someone coming, he turned his head and left. Before he had time, there was a crisp sound of breaking through the air, and the silver spear brushed his neck and nailed it straight to the door frame.

The young man slowly drew back the red-tasseled gun, lowered his eyes, and lovingly wiped the marks made by the tip of the gun: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost hurt sir."

Zhang Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and turned his head helplessly: "Sun Bofu, what do you want me to do?"

Sun Zhizhi raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Please come over to the house for a drink, sir."

"...I don't believe this old man."

If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal!What's more, the young master of the Sun family is famous for his overbearing, who can drink a sip of wine from him for nothing?

"Oh?" Sun Ce flipped the spear casually, "Sir, are you going to be polite to Ce?"

Threat, this is a living threat!

Zhang Ji turned around in awe-inspiring manner, and said to Li Yinzhou with a heavy face, "Go get my medicine box."

Li Yinzhou: "Huh?"

Zhang Ji knocked on his head bitterly, and shouted loudly: "Today the teacher will show you to open your eyes and drink! Drink the best wine in Lujiang! Let's go!"