"The method of making catgut is suitable for..."
“...........”
.When Ying Zheng spoke these words, all the ministers were stunned.
.What?
.What is Ma Fei San?
Can it make people lose consciousness? Block out pain?
.What is this.......a human acupuncture point map?
.Acupuncture?
.This, this, this.....Are these all suitable for treating wounded soldiers on the battlefield?
.Can it be used for daily external and internal injuries?
.Also, were these things given by the gentleman?
.No, now he should be called the National Master!
The ministers looked at Qi Pan and asked, "Grand Master, these...are you the one who came up with these prescriptions?"
Qi Pan: "Yes, what's wrong? I gave it to Zheng...I gave it to His Majesty."
.The ministers’ eyes turned red.
"National Master's righteousness!"
"National Master, what a righteous man!"
.These things can be taken out casually and used in any country.
.But the Imperial Master gave it all to His Majesty without hesitation.
The Imperial Master is really...really...to His Majesty.
Ying Zheng handed the prescription in his hand to Xia Lin who was standing beside him.
"Distribute it to the ministers for circulation."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Xia Lin held the prescription respectfully in both hands and walked in front of the ministers.
.Send them one by one.
The ministers who were not given the food at the back stretched their necks and looked at it eagerly.
Wait for the person in front to finish reading it and pass it to him.
After reading the prescription in his hand, the minister widened his eyes in surprise.
With these things, the Qin soldiers can reduce casualties on the battlefield to a greater extent.
.What great joy!
.Sir, no...The National Master is the auspicious sign for their Great Qin!
.Many people can’t change their words for a while.
.I always subconsciously call him Mr. Qi Pan.
Being stared at by everyone with burning eyes, the pressure on me doubled.
Ying Zheng: "Okay, now that we have the recipe, we need to arrange the above matters."
He looked at Wang Jian and said, "Lord Wang."
Wang Jian: "I am here."
Ying Zheng: "This Ma Fei San, the acupuncture point map of the human body, the method of making catgut, and... you can take a copy later."
"Take it back to the barracks and give it to the military doctors. Have them start researching it immediately."
Wang Jian said in a deep voice, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Ying Zheng looked at Feng Quji again and said, "Mr. Feng, take one too."
Feng Quji: "Yes!"
Ying Zheng called out the names one by one, and the ministers whose names were not called were a little disappointed.
.But the next moment, they focused their attention on the ministers whose names were called.
.It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a share.
.It will be enough for the ministers you are familiar with to have a share.
.After the court was over, he shamelessly went to visit his neighbors.
.You can also make a copy.
.It's not a big problem.
Ying Zheng: "This matter needs to be kept secret by all the ministers and not be spread around."
"To prevent the neighboring countries from finding out and causing harm to you, sir."
The ministers felt nervous and spoke quickly.
"Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured that we will keep our mouths shut."
"I will never reveal a single word to anyone."
Ying Zheng: "Okay, everyone, disperse. The ministers whose names were just called will stay."
Ministers: "Yes."
.The ministers whose names were not called left the hall in an orderly manner.
.The ministers whose names were called stayed where they were.
Ying Zheng said: "These prescriptions are short in size. Each of you should take your pen and ink and copy one."
.Looking at Xia Lin: "Prepare writing brushes and ink."
Xia Lin: "Yes, Your Majesty."
The ministers each took a pen and ink, found a table, and began to write.
Seeing that Qi Pan looked a little tired, Ying Zheng said.
"Thank you for your hard work last night, sir."
"You should go back and rest first. I'm almost done with things here."
"Let Xia Lin take you back. I'll have the kitchen prepare some food for you and send it to your bedroom."
"Eat something before you go to sleep."
Qi Pan: "Okay, then I'll go back first."
"Now that you're done, go get some sleep."
After saying that, Qi Pan waved his hand and said, "Bye."
Ying Zheng also imitated the look of anticipation and waved, "Bye."
...........
Ying Yinman and Fusu over there stopped copying only when they could no longer hold the pen.
“Phew…I’m so tired!”
"This is the first time I know that copying books can be so tiring."
Fusu also put down his pen and shook his wrist.
"It's a bit tiring."
"I don't know if what I copied is enough."
A palace maid walked in from outside, bowed to Fusu and Ying Yinman, and said.
"My Lord, Your Highness, His Majesty has sent some food over."
Um?
.Is there any food?
Fusu: "What else did the emperor say?"
Palace attendant: "My Lord, His Majesty said that after dinner, you and the Princess can go back and rest."
Fusu: "Okay, we got it."
Looking at the palace servants placing the food, Ying Yinman was a little confused.
"Father, don't you want us to copy it? Are these enough?"
Fusu: "Maybe the emperor has already found someone else to copy it, so we won't be of any use to him anymore."
It has to be said that Fusu has a relatively good understanding of the current Ying Zheng.
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