Mantra

Chapter 222 The Treasure of the Medicine King
You don't need to think about the things in the pile of glutinous rice. It must have been mixed in the "King of Medicine Gourd".But what is it?I muttered in my heart.

But when things got to this point, it's impossible not to take a look, and I have tweezers in my hand, even if the thing in the glutinous rice is a poison curse, it shouldn't be so easy to contaminate me.

With complicated emotions, I carefully removed the glutinous rice from the rectangular object with tweezers, and quickly saw the real body of the object.

A black rectangle appeared in the glutinous rice. It seemed to be as wide as three fingers and as thick as one finger. It seemed to be folded by someone. Black oil-skinned paper? !

I looked at this thing and felt very depressed. I had no solution, so I had no choice but to raise my head and ask the people around me: "Brothers, who among you recognizes this antique?! Explain?"

At this moment, everyone was silent.

This thing is dark and shiny, and when picked up with tweezers, it seems to be in pieces. It is no exaggeration to say that it is like toilet paper used by people in ancient times, and it looks like a schoolboy's homework.

Looking at the book-like thing, Xian Hongye tentatively said: "This is not some secret book written by the medicine king, right?! This medicine king has superb medical skills, and it is likely that he has left some wonderful prescriptions for curing diseases and saving people, just like Hua Tuo. Same."

His words immediately attracted our full approval.

When I read the Three Kingdoms, I still remember this point. The book said that Hua Tuo had excellent medical skills and was outspoken in his treatment of patients. The miracle doctor sentenced him to death.

When he was about to die, Hua Tuo wrote down his lifelong medical skills into the Qingsangjing, hoping to pass it on to the world, but it is a pity that the world is ignorant, because the successor who got the Qingsangjing, fearing Cao Cao's despotic power, burned the genius doctor's hard work, leaving only half of it. The pages are remnant, and some small methods of beating pigs and sheep have been handed down.

If this medicine king really has the ability to cure diseases as the legend says, he is likely to write his life experience into a medical book like Hua Tuo. It was only because of the current situation or other extreme reasons that he came up with the idea of ​​using gourd and Nuomi's way of protecting his writings.

With this assumption, everyone lost their previous fear and suspicion, and even put the legend of the flower demon behind them.

When I was eager to try, Lin Shaosong first urged me: "Then what are we waiting for! Open it and see what is written in the medicine king's suicide note."

I nodded, and with the consent of Sailiu Po, I placed the leaf-like thing on the table and slowly spread it out with tweezers.

As Xian Hongye guessed, this little oil-paper book really has words on it, but they are all written in classical Chinese without any punctuation marks or pauses. Although I can understand the words, I really don't understand the meaning.

In desperation, I bit the bullet, took out my flashlight, and read the beginning of this article first.

"To fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, it cannot be used for this purpose. I hope that future generations will be cautious and afraid of it."

As I read it, I said: "How can this turn against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty?! There is no beginning and no end. Is the King of Medicine a member of the Heaven and Earth Association?!"

At this time, Xian Hongye patted me on the shoulder, and said a little embarrassedly: "Old Tian, ​​you read it backwards, the ancient Chinese is read from right to left."

After being reminded by Hongye, I suddenly remembered that this pamphlet was written by someone more than a hundred years ago, and the typesetting method must be the ancient Chinese system.Excited, I read it patronizingly, and even forgot the basic common sense that ancient Chinese read from right to left, which is really shameful.

Faced with such a low-level mistake, Wang Hou immediately scolded me and said: "If you are uneducated, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and quickly abdicate for me."

After giving everyone an embarrassing smile, I quickly handed over the work of "translating" the booklet to Xian Hongye. After all, she majored in literature and history, so it shouldn't be a problem to read ancient Chinese.

Hongye nodded, brought the booklet over, and glanced at it roughly.

Then she said: "This is an autobiography, it should be Yao Wang's record and perception of his life before his death."

"Can you be more specific?!" I asked.

Hongye nodded, and then began to read word by word from the real head: "The above is first the year of death, name and official position of the king of medicine. The official 'supervisor' Zhao Gong', whose ancestral home is Yimeng, Shandong Province"

"Stop!" When I heard the words Zhao Gong, Yimeng, and Guanglu Temple, I roared and stopped Xian Hongye's words, and everyone was even more shocked.

Shocked, I picked up the "document" and carefully checked the contents on it.

"Zhao Gong", the food supervisor of Guanglu Temple!Is it really this Zhao Gong? !
My reaction made everyone look at each other in dismay.

Apart from being puzzled, Xian Hongye asked me directly: "Do you know this Zhao Gong?"

I nodded slightly and said: "I know a little about his deeds. He is the imperial chef of the Zhao Family Building in Lunan. He was an official in the Ming Dynasty palace. He is the ancestor of my old squad leader and Zhao Shuihe."

I clearly remember that Zhao Shuihe told me the story of the last three royal cooks of his Zhao family in the Ming Dynasty when he met the cat demon in Lunan half a year ago.

In the 17th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, the Jiashen change, the Ming Dynasty perished, the King of Chuang entered the capital, and the Manchu Dynasty was eyeing it.

In the huge disaster that shook the world and changed the future destiny of China, the last generation of royal chefs of the Zhao family was inevitably involved in the tide of history.

At that time, the Zhao family served three brothers in the court, namely "Zhao Dao, Zhao Huo and Zhao Gong". Facing the shocking changes, these three brothers chose three completely different paths, and embarked on three different but same paths. Tragic life trajectory.

Among them, the boss Zhao Dao chose to follow Chuang Wang, hoping to make a career.The second son, Zhao Huo, chose to live in self-preservation, regardless of politics, and returned to Zhaojialou in southern Lunan to protect the Zhao family.The youngest, Zhao Gong, went south to Nanjing and defected to the imperial court to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Regarding their ending, Zhao Shuihe also told me that among the three brothers, Zhao Dao was killed by Li Chuang instead of the one who voted for him.Zhao Huo built a stronghold to protect himself, and finally went against the sky to refine cat goblins, but was eaten by the cats and the lamp king.

Only this Zhao Gong, after going south, he entered the sea like a dragon, and there was no news for a while, as if he had evaporated from the world, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Now, I, the inheritor of the Zhao family in southern Shandong, actually found the handwriting of the imperial chef Zhao Gong and the "Flesh Buddha" in Guizhou, thousands of miles away. How can this not surprise me?How can you not let me feel sigh?
Whether there is a destiny in the dark, or a conspiracy carefully arranged by others... I don't know.

What I don't know the most is why this Zhao Gong, who used to be the food supervisor of the Ming Dynasty, became the "King of Medicine" and was enshrined as a flesh Buddha?What kind of hardships and ups and downs did he endure in the turmoil of the late Ming Dynasty?
(End of this chapter)