Zhao Cheng was suddenly stunned.

penicillin!

How did Yang Qingzhi know about something that he himself hadn't even promoted yet?

Yang Qingzhi took in Zhao Cheng's changing expression and already knew the answer in his heart. He said, "You seem quite surprised. I didn't expect that I would know that penicillin is your business?"

"Little Commander, you're just guessing. I'm good at making wine and skincare, but how could something like penicillin, which saves the common people, be mine? It doesn't suit my temperament at all!" Zhao Cheng waved his hand.

Yang Qingzhi stared at Zhao Cheng and said, "Ms. Minghua was invited to Yanchuan City by you to help you save people. But she never left after that. She even opened a clinic in Yanchuan City, where your younger brother and sister-in-law work for her."

“Ms. Minghua is such a free and unrestrained person, why would she stay in one place so obediently? The only explanation is that Yanchuan City has something that truly attracts her. She is a pure person, only interested in practicing medicine, so what attracts her must be related to medicine.” Qianqian Xiaoshan

"After you went south, Wang Ren's son was wounded and sent to Yanchuan. Mr. Minghua cured him with penicillin, and from then on, the name of penicillin as a miracle drug spread throughout the army. To be honest, not only Wang Ren and Yuan Zhang sent people to ask for the medicine, but even my Yang family army sent people, but all of them got nothing."

"Mr. Minghua said that the raw materials for this medicine are extremely scarce and there are currently no reserves. Those with serious injuries who need treatment can be sent to the clinic, but the miracle drug is not for sale."

"But you!"

Yang Qingzhi pointed at Zhao Cheng and said, "He gave Yuan Zhang so much money in one go!"

Zhao Cheng said, "The champion king asked me the same question, and I told him that I stole it from him."

“He believes your nonsense, but I don’t!” Yang Qingzhi rolled his eyes at Zhao Cheng and continued, “Mr. Minghua is not selling the divine medicine for the time being, but you were able to obtain it easily, which can only mean one thing.”

"This miracle drug is yours!"

"Mr. Minghua isn't selling because you haven't returned to Yanchuan yet and haven't reached a conclusion with her!"

Yang Qingzhi leaned close to Zhao Cheng and whispered, "Penicillin is different from other products. It can prevent wound infection and snatch people from the clutches of death. This is extremely important for the vitality of an army. Whoever controls it will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of their army."

"You, Zhao Cheng, are so careful not to sell it, just because you're afraid Emperor Jing will find out that this miraculous medicine is yours!"

Yang Qingzhi stared at Zhao Cheng for a few seconds before raising his hand to pat his shoulder and smiling, "Am I right, young prime minister?"

Zhao Cheng clapped his hands and said, "The story is well-written, little governor. I'll introduce you to Jin Yong and the others later; you're quite suited to writing novels."

Yang Qingzhi lay back down in his chair and said, "I won't argue with you. If penicillin isn't part of our business, then there's no point in talking."

Zhao Cheng shrugged and said, "Penicillin isn't mine, so how can I sell it to you?"

Yang Qingzhi said, "I'll give you this one chance."

Zhao Cheng said, "You don't want hundreds of millions in profit a year?"

“I want one too.” Yang Qingzhi squatted down, reached out his hand, and the cat ran back into his hand.

He stood up and said, "But compared to the lives of the Southern Zhou soldiers, money is not that important."

Zhao Cheng gulped down a cup of wine, slammed it down, put his hands behind his back, and said sternly, "I can't help you with that. Have someone tie me up!"

Without saying a word, Yang Qingzhi walked straight out of the tent.

Two Southern Zhou soldiers immediately entered and tied Zhao Cheng up.

Zhao Cheng's expression turned serious. He hadn't expected Yang Qingzhi to be so knowledgeable about the situation in Yanchuan City. It seemed that Southern Zhou's spies were still everywhere in Dajing. What alarmed him even more was that Yang Qingzhi's thinking ability and judgment had exceeded his expectations.

But he cannot compromise.

He knew what it would mean for Da Jing if penicillin were given to Yang Qingzhi.

It would have been fine if he hadn't experienced a real war, but after personally experiencing the Battle of Muqiaokou, Zhao Cheng's state of mind underwent some changes.

He witnessed the unwavering commitment of the Zhennan Border Army over the years.

We witnessed Yuan Zhang's dedication and love for this land.

I witnessed Yuan Qi's heroic sacrifice in the bloody battle.

If he compromised at this point, Zhao Cheng felt that he would be letting down Yuan Qi, Yuan Zhang, and even more so, the soldiers who sacrificed their lives by Weihu Lake!

Zhao Cheng admitted that he was a selfish person. Over the years, he had kept a low profile, developed his skills stealthily, and focused on making money so that his family could have a better life in the future.

Even if the Right Chancellor's mansion falls, as long as I have money in hand, I won't live too badly.

As for the rise and fall of nations, and the suffering of the people.

What does it have to do with me?

But when Yuan Zhang was surrounded, Zhao Cheng's inner passion was ignited, and for the first time he felt that some people were more important than himself.

Yuan Zhang is the bulwark of the Great Jing. If he falls, many more Great Jing warriors will fall in the future.

If the warriors of Dajing fall, the people behind them will suffer, and the Right Prime Minister's Mansion will not be spared either.

So when he was in dire straits, he chose to have Zhao Yan cover Yuan Zhang's breakout.

He left himself on the battlefield.

Although he was certain that Yang Qingzhi wouldn't dare to kill him easily, he was actually gambling.

Regardless of the final outcome.

I have a clear conscience.

...

Zuo Zhu led a dozen guards and accompanied Yang Qingzhi to the manor behind the military camp.

This is the place where Yangqing was imprisoned after the defeat at the Battle of Lingshan.

There were servants and guards in the manor. When they saw Yang Qing, they all stopped and bowed. Yang Qing smiled at each of them and then walked straight to the innermost row of houses.

Yang Qingzhi stopped in front of the easternmost house, which was locked and guarded by six people.

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