Da Ming: Father, step aside, I'll be the prime minister!

Chapter 95 The Reclusive Scholar of Suzhou Prefecture (Fourth Update!)
Looking closely at the text above, there were indeed relevant records, even divided into two types: one was a honey-infused formula, and the other was a pig bile formula, both of which involved instilling the bile into the anus as a treatment method.

"Such a method actually exists!"

Zhu Yingzhen looked at it again and again, unable to believe his eyes, but the words on it were truly written and could not be faked.

Luo Xian, still clinging to Zhu Yingzhen's leg, couldn't help but show off and introduce himself.

"Your Excellency, this is an enema method that we devised and improved upon after being instructed by our mentor. It is specially designed for patients with severe cradle cap who are unable to eat."

If one abstains from grains and rice, one loses the source of vital energy and blood, and the internal organs become deprived of nourishment. Even if a celestial being descended to earth, it would be difficult to save one.

"Your Excellency, please do not stop this! This is a matter of life and death!"

Luo Xian spoke urgently, mainly because he didn't want to insert the catheter into Zhu Yinghuai again.

"Shut up!" Zhu Yingzhen's mind was a bit muddled. He looked at the passage from the *Treatise on Febrile Diseases* over and over again, and couldn't help but blurt out, "How could Zhang Zhongjing write such a morally corrupt medical treatise?"

Upon hearing this, many doctors present were immediately displeased.

A physician who had once served as an imperial physician immediately widened his eyes and said, "Duke Zhu, you are a duke, holding a high position and wielding great power, yet you should not slander the Sage of Medicine! The Sage of Medicine is revered by all, and his medical skills and ethics have benefited all."
The *Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases* has saved countless lives! How can you so readily spout such lies and wantonly slander it? It's utterly despicable!

It should be noted that even the great and compassionate teacher Zhang Yunxiu did not dare to slander the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing to his face.

They even hung his image in the laboratory to encourage doctors to draw inspiration from Zhang Zhongjing's medical skills using scientific thinking.

What makes Zhu Yingzhen so special?
Zhang Yunxiu quickly reminded him, "Your Excellency, Zhang Zhongjing is to a physician what Confucius is to a Confucian scholar. How can you speak so disrespectfully?"

After speaking for a while, Zhu Yingzhen was so flustered that he stammered and his face turned red.

"me."

When Zhu Yingzhen left the research center, his butler, Zhu Xing, was waiting anxiously outside.

Zhu Yingzhen came running out aggressively, his clothes were disheveled and his hair was unkempt.

Zhu Xing was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, saying with some annoyance.

"Lord Duke? Has Zhang Shiyuan humiliated you again? Don't worry, we'll go to your house right now and send our servants over. We'll make sure Zhang Shiyuan sees that the Duke's mansion isn't to be trifled with. He's been too much of a bully!"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yingzhen did not erupt; instead, he appeared quite calm.

He looked at Zhu Xing and said.

"Stop talking nonsense. Go to the city right now. I don't care what means you use, whether you steal or rob, just find me two copies of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases."

"Huh?" Zhu Xing was completely bewildered. "The Treatise on Febrile Diseases? We have it in the study of our mansion, but why is it here, Your Excellency?"

He suspected that Zhu Yingzhen might have been too traumatized, and seeing that his younger brother was beyond saving, he wanted to study medicine himself.

"Hurry up and go!" Zhu Yingzhen roared.

Zhu Xing was so frightened that he wet himself. He dared not disobey and ran away from the clinic.

Half an hour later, Zhu Yingzhen received the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" in the rest room.

This copy of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases is of excellent quality and is bound with gold thread. The inscription on the title page even indicates that it was collected by his grandfather, Zhu Xizhong, and the handwriting and seals on it are unmistakable.

Zhu Yingzhen took a deep breath, carefully opened the book, and found the chapter he had just read.

Sure enough, such a paragraph was found.

"In Yangming disease, if there is spontaneous sweating, and if sweating is induced and urination is normal, a honey-based purgative should be used to facilitate urination."

The subsequent formulas for honey-infused broth and pig bile are virtually identical, without even a single error or omission.

"Such a treatment really exists?" Zhu Yingzhen exclaimed again, finding it hard to believe his eyes, but he still had no choice but to accept it.

If that's the case, then my behavior just now was indeed a bit "unreasonable".

After all, he was wholeheartedly saving his own brother, while he himself was still suffering.
Zhu Yingzhen even felt a little guilty.

Just then, Lady Lü, who had been standing to the side, finally couldn't help but ask.

"Zhen'er, how is your brother? Don't worry too much. You are the pillar of the family. Everyone in the Duke of Cheng's mansion depends on you."

Seeing this, Madam Lü realized that Zhu Yingzhen had looked completely lost since returning from the "emergency room," and she began to understand what was going on.

Lady Lü was an enlightened person and knew that she couldn't push her son too far. Her eldest son was an impatient person and a bit slow on the uptake. If he became too grief-stricken, he might cause trouble.
But Zhu Yingzhen shook his head. His smile gradually broadened, and he looked radiant as he smiled at Madam Lü.

"Mother! Don't worry! Zhang Shiyuan is a miracle doctor! Yunfu is saved! This plague is also cured!"

Zhu Yingzhen's transformation was so dramatic that even Lady Lü began to suspect that her son had suffered a head injury.

But she still comforted him, saying, "That's good, that's good. Now I know Zhang Shiyuan's medical skills are superb!"

Taicangzhou, Suzhou Prefecture.

It has been known as the "Number One Port in the World" since the Yuan Dynasty, and it was the starting point for Zheng He's seven voyages to the Western Ocean in the early Ming Dynasty.

The area was bustling with commerce, and by the Wanli era, a sizable urban area had formed near the docks. Many locals even made a living by working for the workshops of local gentry and wealthy families.

As for farming? Where would we find land to farm?

On this day, Wang Shizhen arrived at a large courtyard in Taicangzhou, which was quite spacious but did not appear particularly impressive from the outside.

The gatekeeper was clearly very familiar with Wang Shizhen, and let him into the courtyard, bowing and saying something.

"Governor Wang."

Wang Shizhen frowned and said, "I have long since retired from office and returned to my hometown. Do not call me governor."

The gatekeeper smiled and flattered, "When you return to the imperial court, this governorship will only be the beginning of your career."

"You, the doorman, are quite the smooth talker," Wang Shizhen said with a smile, then his smile faded as he asked, "Where is your master?"

The gatekeeper quickly replied, "They're in the courtyard, brewing a pot of fine tea, waiting for the governor to arrive."

"Ah."

Wang Shizhen gave a brief reply and then hurried towards the backyard.

He wasn't the owner of the house, but he was extremely familiar with it. He turned left and right, and soon found the backyard.

The courtyard is a completely different scene from the outside, with pavilions, towers, bridges, covered walkways, water features, and rockeries.

It is a place that makes people feel refreshed and relaxed.

Wang Shizhen had no interest in appreciating the scenery. He saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe in a pavilion not far away, looking quite content.

He brought the teacup to his lips with one hand, while the other hand was on the chessboard on the table, playing chess by himself.

Upon seeing this, Wang Shizhen became furious. He roared, startling the wild birds in the lake.

"Wang Xijue! Are you still going to sit here and do nothing?"

(End of this chapter)