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Chapter 48 Merit

 When the female officer Hongye saw Zhu Xiongying, she immediately saluted, "My servant, I pay my respects to His Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson, Your Highness Qianqiu."

Zhu Xiongying smiled and said, "No need to be polite, are you ready with the things I asked you to prepare?"

Hong Ye immediately said, "Back to Your Highness, there are twenty oranges, thirteen are rotten, and seven are moldy. Twenty steamed buns, fifteen are moldy."

When Zhu Xiongying heard this, he came immediately and said quickly, "Take them all out and let me see them quickly."

Hongye immediately took out a small box containing the moldy food.

When Zhu Xiongying saw it, he immediately became unhappy, "Throw it away, and prepare some more things. If it gets moldy, let me know. I want penicillium. If the mold is clear, let me know."

The efficiency of making penicillin through local methods is very low, and even Zhu Xiongying now lacks some materials. But in any case, there is no way to be picky now. Now it is not a question of whether it is good or not, but whether it is a problem or not.

After telling Hongye to continue preparing for these things, Zhu Xiongying did not forget to warn, "Don't tell the imperial grandmother these things!"

Hongye lowered her head and did not dare to answer. She was the queen's personal maid, and she used to work behind Xiaoyu. Her most loyal person must be the queen, but now she works for the emperor's eldest grandson.

The emperor's eldest grandson told her not to talk too much, and ordinary things would definitely be kept secret. But if the queen wanted to ask, she would have to answer.

The Queen is such a frugal person, but now His Highness the Emperor's Grandson has to get some oranges, steamed buns, and other foods all day long, just waiting for them to get moldy, and even if they have green mold, how can she dare to hide such a thing?

Queen.

It's not that the emperor's eldest grandson wasted food, but that such a thing was abnormal, and it would be a big mistake not to report it to the queen.

Seeing Hongye's embarrassed look, Zhu Xiongying also smiled and said, "I won't embarrass you anymore. I definitely can't hide it from my grandmother. Forget it, let's just leave these things like this. She didn't say anything about it now anyway."

Since everyone is pretending not to know, there is nothing wrong with continuing to deceive yourself and others.

Zhu Xiongying didn't force himself too much. Although he seemed to be wasting food, even the frugal Queen Ma would not say anything more about Zhu Xiongying. After all, Zhu Xiongying was the eldest grandson of the emperor, and now was not an era when food was particularly scarce.

In fact, even if Zhu Xiongying seems to be relatively frugal over the years, it is relative. Empress Ma is even more like this. She wears old clothes and weaves cloth herself, but she does not save on Zhu Xiongying's food and drink expenses. Many of them are delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Tributes from various places.

Penicillin is very important. This antibiotic can be said to be an epoch-making product, saving countless people.

Allicin is actually very useful and has great applications in some medical products. Even in this era, countless people are aware of the importance of garlic. Generally, when marching and fighting, you must also carry salt and garlic, not only for sterilization

, but also to save life and prevent plague, these are necessary for marching.

The distance between Fengyang and Yingtian is very short, and Lao Zhu must have known about what happened to Zhu Xiongying soon.

Lao Zhu was not very happy and said, "My grandson summoned him, but Zhang Sloppy actually didn't answer the summons. Well, I'll summon him too."

Zhu Biao joked, "If that sloppy face doesn't show up anymore, my old Zhu family's face will be gone."

"Then make him feel uncomfortable. I've often heard that that person has some supernatural powers. I have to take a look." Lao Zhu became cheerful and said, "If you are really capable, then let's use it. You don't have to give me face.

Talented people have strange tempers. When I conquered the world, I often invited some people, and many of them even refused to give me face."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "If you really come here to do things, you won't be able to control those people. Let's see if that sloppy Zhang is just pretending, or if he is really capable."

When this was mentioned, Lao Zhu became a little worried, "Boss, what do you think is going on with Xiongying? He is both a monk and a Taoist priest. Is he perhaps being deceived by others and becoming interested in those nonsense things?"<

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Zhu Biao was silent for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be the case. Although Xiongying is interested in many things, the monks and Taoists didn't ask much about these things. I think it's about the Dalongxing Temple. I need to find a host. Just remember him.

I liked to mess with you when I was a child. I would either ask you about begging or pretending to be a little monk all day long."

Hearing Zhu Biao say this, Lao Zhu was also happy, "At first, your mother shaved his head, but Xiongying was not happy because his head looked like a shelled egg. Later, I was not happy and shaved his head.

He just hangs around in front of him all day long, and he must be the little novice monk in front of the old monk."

"My little sister also said that Xiongying can eat and drink well, but he likes to mess around all day long." Zhu Biao was a little worried and said, "I knew before that he liked craftsmen and liked to find things in ancient books. Now this trip has given me

He tinkered with good gunpowder, and he liked it even more."

Mentioning this, Lao Zhu smiled all over his face, "Hero Ying is still capable. He remembers a lot of things in ancient books, and he can come up with new things! There have been methods of cleaning wounds with salt water before, and there are a few that can be like this

How can someone like Xiongying be of great use?"

Hearing what Lao Zhu said, Zhu Biao couldn't help but laugh, because these are also facts.

There are indeed some records in ancient books, and some people do this, but in general, the spread of those technologies is limited, and there is no particularly large application. The most important thing is to clean up, but it is not thorough. Xiongying is improving the means of cleaning up.

I also got a bandage, which can be of great use and can save countless lives.

While the father and son were drinking wine and chatting, Empress Ma was so proud of herself that she dressed in royal robes and entered the Wuying Hall directly.

"I pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Lao Zhu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled. Under normal circumstances, the queen would not come to Wuying Hall easily. She must have come for important matters. And if she was dressed so seriously and dignified, it must be an even more important matter.

Queen Ma raised her head, looked at Lao Zhu and said, "The eldest daughter-in-law is kneeling outside, let her come in too."

"Ah? Oh!" Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Let the Crown Princess come in. This is a family after all, and they are so polite!"

Empress Ma just looked at Old Zhu with a smile. As for the panicked Zhu, she originally wanted to help him, but was glanced at by her mother and quickly got up obediently. Although she didn't understand the situation, she just knelt down first.

Mrs. Chang was also dressed in imperial robes, and the joy on her face could not be concealed, "My son, I pay homage to His Majesty the Father."

Lao Zhu stamped his feet and scratched his head a little, "Queen, sister, what exactly is this fuss about?"

"Your Majesty, I would like to congratulate you on the Ming Dynasty!" Empress Ma proudly raised the letter with both hands and said, "His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the Emperor, is kind-hearted, diligent and respectful. Although he has devised nursing methods before, he is not complacent, and has created the art of suturing again."

Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment and said, "You can't say that, the suturing technique has been around for a long time!"

Empress Ma stared at Lao Zhu and said seriously, "It has been there before? It has been there before, so why is it not of great use? Those suture techniques in the past could make the threads dissolve into the skin?"

Lao Zhu was puzzled when he heard this. He stopped looking at Queen Ma and looked at Mrs. Chang, "Boss and daughter-in-law, please tell me what is going on?"

The Chang family was very trembling, as their father could not afford to offend him, and neither could his mother.

Empress Ma said angrily, "Boss and his wife don't know either! It was my great grandson who made threads from the sheep's belly, which can dissolve in the skin and flesh after suturing the wound. For ordinary suturing techniques, those threads will probably have to be taken again, Xiongying

There’s no need to do that with the sheep’s belly line.”

Having said this, Empress Ma looked at Zhu Biao, then at Old Zhu, and asked, "You all know how tragic the battlefield is. How many soldiers were injured and bled to death. Nowadays, heroes can have their skin sewn up."

, and with his method of care, how many people can survive?"

Lao Zhu, who had been wallowing in the battlefield in his early years, was shocked, and the smile on his face could not be hidden, "God bless the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty will be blessed! My eldest grandson is amazing!"

Empress Ma said at this time, "Hurry up and send an edict to ask him to come back. With such merits and virtues, it is just right for him to be canonized."

"Hey!" Lao Zhu said while reading the letter, "I'm coming back. Although it's not my birthday, it's still a few months away. With this merit, it will be easy to handle. It's just a sister, my grandson
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