The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 66 Is this the magic medicine?
Although Emperor Chongzhen had been embarrassed enough, this time it was really different.

In the past, he would only be embarrassed in front of his ministers, but this time he was embarrassed in front of the entire world.

His imperial edict praising Hong Chengchou as a "loyal and righteous man" was issued clearly. Not only the city of Beijing knew about it, but the edict was also sent to all states and counties across the country by fast horses.

It is equivalent to our current "XX Congress Spirit". It is a red-headed document that organizes officials at all levels of government, state, and county to learn from Hong Chengchou...

As a result, Hong Chengchou surrendered and became a slave?

So this time, the embarrassment was really outrageous.

Not only Emperor Chongzhen himself, but the entire Ming court will also lose face in front of the world because of this incident.

I don’t know if Emperor Chongzhen can handle it after knowing the truth?I heard that his health is not very good...

Maybe Zhu Cixiang will ascend the throne early?Fang Yu thought in his mind.

That’s the protagonist of many cool historical time travel novels.

Sun Chuanting also knew that the situation was serious. He picked up a pen and wanted to write a memorial to the emperor immediately, but he stopped just as he started.

It wasn't that Sun Chuanting was afraid that this memorial would anger the emperor to death, but it was about the face of the entire Ming Dynasty.

In later generations, this kind of thing is called national confidence.

The importance of national confidence is self-evident, especially in times of crisis like this.

Sun Chuanting hesitated.

Fang Yu then reminded: "Some people are dead, but they are still alive; some people are still alive, but they are dead."

Sun Chuanting's brain is really good.

His eyes immediately lit up, he slapped the table and loudly said: "If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake!"

"No matter what, the Ming Dynasty cannot afford to lose face like this, so if Hong Chengchou is not dead, we have to treat him as dead!"

Fang Yu added: "Not only do we have to treat him as dead, but we also have to continue to choose a posthumous title, and we also have to choose a "good-sounding" one for him.

Sun Chuanting nodded, and then his eyes caught sight of Fang Shenzi's calligraphy treasure.

Although he knew that slandering Fang Shenzi was an act of seeking death, he still couldn't help but twitch in his heart: The word "Fang Shenzi" written in it... was so ugly!
Writing the memorial was extremely urgent, so Sun Chuanting quickly complained to Fang Yu, and then started writing in a hurry.

He wanted to tell the emperor to remove the altar from Chaotian Palace immediately and never lead officials to worship.

But the imperial edict to "learn from Comrade Hong Chengchou" has been issued, so what should we do?

You must not slap yourself in the face and insist that Hong Chengchou is dead.

What should we do if the news from Jiannu reaches us in the future?

deny!The Hong Chengchou over there is fake. It was a rumor deliberately spread by Jiannu in order to discredit our Ming Dynasty...

Sun Chuanting's writing was flying. As he was writing, he heard a sound from the other side.

Sun Chuanting looked up and saw Axiu climbing up on the stool with a small thread-bound book.

Axiu said: "Axiu hasn't finished her homework yet. Axiu and Grandpa Sun are doing their homework together."

Sun Chuanting chuckled, stretched out his hand to push the inkstone closer to Axiu, nodded and said: "Okay, okay, Axiu will do his homework, and Grandpa Sun will do his homework too."

On the other side of the county, Pang Tiande had already obtained the "elixir" and hurried back home.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I heard the cry of my mother-in-law, Mrs. Xing, who was crying in great sorrow.

Pang Tiande's heart thumped, and he felt like the world was spinning: My Xiaoni has...

Pang Tiande suppressed his fear and rushed into the room in a few steps. He saw his daughter still lying on the bed, and the quilt on her chest was still rising and falling slightly.

Xiaoni is still alive... Phew!

Pang Tiande exhaled heavily, and anger suddenly arose in his heart: "I am scared to death by you! Xiaoni is still alive, why are you crying here!"

Ms. Yeah, woo woo..." Pang Tiande was annoyed after hearing this and cursed rudely: "Listen to his fart! It's because he doesn't have the ability to look down on Xiao Ni, so he can only prescribe useless medicines to get money."

Dr. Huang is very old and is standing next to him now.

Hearing Pang Tiande curse in front of him, Doctor Huang opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Pang Tiande ignored him and yelled at Mr.

Xing's crying stopped suddenly, and she asked with tearful eyes: "The medicine you asked for outside the city? Ah! It's a prescription..."

Mr. Xing had already thought of it when he asked the question, and he was immediately delighted.

However, the word "Master" was still in her mouth, so Pang Tiande interrupted her: "Shut up! Just go get the water, just half a bowl will be enough."

Mrs. Xing wiped away her tears and went out happily.

No matter how strict Pang Tiande is, the two of them sleep on the same bed every day, and they always know something consciously or unconsciously.

Even Doctor Huang thought of something when he saw this scene.

Although he, like the people in the county, didn't know anything about Fang Yu, there were too many magical rumors. He had seen the bell tower and the iron wall.

Now in the entire Laishui County, who doesn’t know that there are gods in the camp outside the city?In other words, those people outside the city are blessed by gods.

What did Pang Tiande just say?He said he asked for the elixir outside the city!

Regardless of whether it was true or false, Dr. Huang refused to leave, not to mention Pang Tiande scolding him and beating him.

Mrs. Xing quickly came in with a small bowl of water.

Pang Tiande reached into his lap and took out a small paper bag. When he was about to open it, he saw Doctor Huang staring at the paper bag with intense eyes.

Pang Tiande wanted to scold someone, but then he remembered that he had already scolded someone just now, and it was all from his neighbors.

Moreover, after Xiaoni became ill, Dr. Huang also did his best and made almost four or five trips a day.

If it were any other doctor, he wouldn't have thought about this wonderful thing.

Pang Tiande was not afraid of him grabbing it, so he carefully placed the paper package on the table and slowly opened it layer by layer.

Inside is a pile of white medicinal powder.

Pang Tiande held his breath, fearing that he would blow away the powder in one breath.

"Is this the magic medicine?" Doctor Huang came to the side quietly and asked.

Pang Tiande glared at him, only blaming himself for slipping.

"Just watch and don't say anything. I won't be done with you until the powder is blown away." Pang Tiande turned his face and said.

Pang Tiande carefully divided the powder into three parts.

This was what the sophomore in high school specifically told him, saying that if his fever is not gone after drinking it once, he should drink it a second time two hours later.

Pang Tiande poured a portion of the medicinal powder into the bowl and stirred it gently.

Xing was about to reach out and take it, but he glared at her again.

Pang Tiande helped Xiao Ni up with his own hands and fed her with a spoon.

After a while, half the bowl of water was finished. Pang Tiande put down the bowl, pulled up a bench, and stood guard next to him.

Mr. Xing also came over and sat on the side.

Dr. Huang was too old to stand, so he shamelessly sat on the other side.

None of the three people spoke, and their six eyes stared at Pang Xiaoni.

(End of this chapter)