The fastest route from Yuzhou to Shendu is to take the Litchi Road into the Hanzhong Plain, but Li Bai said that the Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the sky. Although this road is close, it is not easy to walk, not to mention that it was winter when Wu Zheng set off. I don’t know when I can get to Wu Zheng in Luoyang. If I hit a snow all the way, it’s about to celebrate the New Year on the Shu Road.
Therefore, Wu Zheng planned to leave the river from the Yangtze River and then go north to Shendu by land. In this way, although the distance is nearly doubled, the victory is in insurance! According to Qin Xiang's estimation, there should be no problem in going to God for the New Year.
This era is so inconvenient to communicate, so that the ancients were like life and death no matter where they went.
Many people saw Wu Zheng farewell, because the gods did not take Wu Zheng except his wife and Xiao Qiao. As the second head of the village, Liu Mang had to stay and take care of his family business. Tian Jizhou was a lesson.
It’s impossible for his master to go to Shendu, because he always ran out from there, and there was an old man just like his old man. That was Yang Er in the village, and he couldn’t go to Shendu. His son wanted to go to God, so he had a better understanding, so he had gone with Feier and the others before.
So Wu Zheng gave Yang a picture and asked the old man to study the kinetic energy of the gunpowder at home and think about the Maxim heavy machine gun.
It doesn't matter whether it can be achieved or not, the key is that someone has to go on this road to sum up the experience for later generations.
The master and father did not come when he was leaving, and the younger brother Chaihu came and cried so much. Wu Zheng felt that this guy would be a bit awkward not to be a professional filial son. In order to comfort the crying chaihu, Wu Zheng only said half of the poem: "There is a knowing in the sea, and the end of the world is close to each other. Inaction is on the wrong road, and the children share the towel."
"Brother, what are you talking about! Why can't I understand?"
Chaihu’s words made Wu Zheng a little embarrassed. I forgot that this guy has been following the master over the years and has no interest in anything other than medical books and medicinal materials. Isn’t he playing the piano with him when he is reciting poems and composing against him
Fortunately, there was a talented scholar in Shuzhong who came from Mu Wuzheng on the shore. Hearing Wu Zheng's half of the poem, he immediately took out his pen and ink and wrote it down. He nodded his head from time to time, groaning without illness. He sighed: "Good poem, good poem! Long Tanhou's talent is really not covered, no wonder he can be named a general at this age, but now he is only a poor scholar."
Although Wu Zheng couldn't understand what this poem had to do with his appointment, this guy managed to resolve his embarrassment, so Wu Zheng patted Chaihu with a blank face and said, "Brother! You read it when you are fine. Do something else, don't just know that you are holding medical books all day long. Your temperament is already muted. How can you keep on doing this?"
"Thank you brother for the teaching, Chaihu will remember it in my heart."
"Also accompany the master for a walk when there is nothing wrong with him. Don't let him stay alone in the house to do research. That's not good for your health."
"Don't worry, this brother, the master said that I am very talented here, so now the master usually submits a topic, and the research is done by the brother."
"Oh! Really? Can you learn how to extract penicillin?"
"penicillin?"
"Oh right, it's Huang Shisan."
"It turns out that this brother is talking about this! This brother and sister will meet! By the way, I almost forgot that my master asked me to give this to you."
After speaking, Chaihu took a bag from his shoulder and sent it to Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng weighed and said, "What?"
"Huang Shi San! Master said that you will avoid some bumps when you go out. This Huang Shi San has been improved several times by me and Master. The effect is better, let alone the preservation time. Quite a lot, putting it up and down for three to five years is not a problem."
Wu Zheng said in surprise: "Oh! Really? This big bag is worth five or six catties, right?"
"It's only three kilograms. Although Huangshisan has been improved several times by the younger brother and the master, the output is still very low. Therefore, the master has prepared some other commonly used medicines for you. Talk more."
"Thank you, and thank you Master for me after I go back. By the way..." Wu Zheng suddenly lowered his voice when he spoke, and said to Chaihu's ear: "Go back and ask Master, he passed it to me. Whether the Seven Stars Resurrection Needle is medical or martial art, those needles can fly in my hands, so Ye Dongcheng used the silver needles his old man gave me to make a hornet's nest."
Chaihu was taken aback: "And this... (End of this chapter)