611 Xi'er's Marriage

Three days later.

Ping'an saw his master solemnly call him into the dean's office and close the door.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Sun Sicheng pointed to the chair opposite him and said, "Ping An, please sit down. The master has something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" Ping'an sat down and looked at his master eagerly.

"You know about Nagashi, right?"

Ping An nodded, he knew about this.

"Master, there's nothing wrong with cutting losses in time."

"There's really nothing wrong with it, but I have an idea. Ping An, I want Xi'er and Changzhi to be a couple. Xi'er is very good and knows medicine, so she's a good match for the Sun family. Changzhi is also good, he's already a juren, even if he doesn't become an official, he can go home and take over the medical clinic. Mr. Wang said that he has a great chance of passing the imperial examination in three years."

Ping An was a little confused.

"Master, Xi'er is only thirteen, she will have to wait three years to get married."

"That's not the point, Ping An. You are the Marquis now, and Xi'er is already thirteen. All the seventh-rank official girls in the Great Zhou who are thirteen years old or older must participate in the selection of the Great Zhou.

The selection time of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not fixed. It is usually held every three years. The Crown Prince is fifteen this year, so it may be in the second half of this year. Ping An, do you want Xi'er to enter the palace? Even if you are a marquis, it is difficult for Xi'er to become the Crown Princess. "

"I didn't want her to enter the palace. Xi'er will not enter the palace."

Ping'an looked at his master blankly. His master had asked him the same question when he was twelve years old. His master also didn't want Awu to enter the palace, and didn't want him to serve the princess.

I remember he agreed at that time.

We can’t say that the master is exaggerating, it is indeed true.

"Master, there is something I need to tell you. My mother said that before Madam Fu left Beijing, she mentioned to her in a veiled way that she wanted to wait for Xi'er to grow up. My mother pretended not to understand, that is, she pretended not to know about it and did not refuse or decline."

Fu An?

Sun Sicheng frowned: "Your mother wants to marry Xi'er to Fu An? Has his family formally mentioned it?"

Ping An shook his head: "Three years ago, Xi'er was only ten years old, and Fu An is nine years older than her. My mother didn't mention it seriously because Madam Fu didn't mention it seriously. She said it in a very obscure way, so there was no need to seriously reject it. In addition, she might think that Fu An is a good person. Zhou Heng and Xin'er are also ten years apart, so..."

"Ping An, I want to discuss this with you today. First, we need to wait for your parents to come back. It's already the end of July. What if the royal family proposes to make Xi'er the crown prince's concubine during this period? What will you do?

I am bringing this up to you today to prove that my family, the Sun family, has agreed to it. If this really happens, just say that the two families have already made the betrothal gift, and there will be no problem in checking with me.

Furthermore, although the Fu family is good, your sister would be more comfortable marrying into the Sun family in the future. Your uncle and aunt are both very easy to get along with, and I am the head of the Sun family.

Besides, your mother never agreed to the Fu family, and they haven't mentioned this matter in the past three years. Many people in Da Zhou were engaged when they were ten years old, and you and Awu were engaged very early as well."

Ping An was moved.

Of course, the master's house is the most ideal, and Changzhi is also a very nice person.

My mother did not agree to Mrs. Fu's request. Fu An had been corresponding with him for the past three years, but he never brought it up seriously to him, so it could not be considered as ruining the engagement.

"Master, I'll listen to you, but don't tell my sister for now, otherwise she won't feel comfortable living in your house. My parents will be back at the end of next month, and there are only two months left. I'll discuss it with them when they come back, but of course Xier herself must agree."

Sun Sicheng had no objection to this.

The disciple's words basically signified his approval.

Ping'an really recognized his master's family. His second uncle and second aunt were very easy to get along with. Changzhi was not bad in all aspects. In some aspects, he was even better than the Fu family.

But he always felt something was weird. He always felt that the thirteen-year-old Xier was still young, while the other party was twenty-year-old Changzhi, which made him feel like an old cow eating young grass.

He forgot that when his master first proposed marriage to him in the North, he was only twelve and Awu was only ten years old. At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, he thought it was nothing, just an arranged marriage. He was going to get married when he grew up anyway, so it might as well be Awu.

"Master, take a look at this." Ping'an took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to his master.

"What's this?"

"Master, these past few days I have been thinking that if someone is bleeding heavily and medicine cannot save him, can I use another person's blood to save him?

The most suitable thing is the human blood released from a sterilized water bag. When using it, poke a small hole under the water bag. The small hole is facing the silver funnel in the picture. The other end is a silver needle. Insert it into the human blood vessel. The section between the funnel and the silver needle is actually hollow, so the blood can flow into the injured person's body neither too fast nor too slow.

The picture below shows the other end of the needle, with the silver tube in the middle extended. There is no need for a water bag, and the blood donor directly draws blood and transfuses it into the injured person's body.

Master, I have sent it to Chen's silversmith to be forged. The best silversmith in his family said it is OK, and I should be able to pick it up in the next two days."

Sun Sicheng stared at the blueprint closely, and the drawing was indeed reasonable.

"Ping An, as far as I know, blood cannot mix with blood unless they are blood relatives."

Ping An shook his head: "Master, the Taoist priest said that the blood between blood relatives is not necessarily the same. Some are from the father, some are from the mother, and the parents are not related by blood.

There is no better way at present. We do not advocate blood transfusion unless the patient is 100% dead. It is troublesome and dangerous. But if blood transfusion is the only way to treat the injured, then we can give it a try.

I didn't have a better way, so I could only let the injured person and the person who was bleeding each put a drop of blood in a bowl of clean water to see if the two drops of blood could mix.

People say that blood tests can identify relatives, but that is not accurate. It can only mean that fathers and sons have the same blood type. Among a dozen people, there must be some with the same blood type, but these people are not father and son. "

He had universal blood in his previous life and in this life as well. He had tried it with some of his guards a few days ago, and Xiao Ming had universal blood as well, but his brother Xiao Chen did not.

Sun Sicheng was silent for a while.

“Ping An, this device can be made, but we try not to use it. Blood is no joke. If a person’s blood cannot be accepted by the injured person’s blood, it will be very dangerous.

Besides, no one is willing to donate their blood voluntarily. A person's blood is so precious, and most of the upper class people are unwilling to use the blood of their slaves."

"I know."

Ping An didn't want to explain too much. He just had a sudden idea a few days ago, and then he drew it and quickly sent it to Chen's Silver Shop.

It’s okay to have it, but not necessarily to use it.

There were no transfusion tubes, no blood transfusion bags, and even less the most effective way to test blood. How desperate must he be to use this?

But what if it’s the person you care about the most?

"Master, just write a word and I will measure it for you."

Sun Sicheng raised his eyes and looked at him: "Why are you thinking about these things? You should try not to calculate these things."