"This is my fate. It's just about finding someone, right? Fine, my ancestor, whatever you say goes." For the sake of the prescription, Physician Peng compromised.
After dividing the tasks, Zhao Shu looked at the two men and said, "Although I have woken up, I hope that you two will announce to the outside world that I am about to die, that I was hit by a fire spear and that I am seriously injured. You must make sure that everyone knows this."
"Why?" Physician Peng didn't quite understand, and Zhao Shu didn't look injured at all.
"Just do as I say." She didn't want to explain too much.
The old imperial physician Peng didn't understand, but the crown prince did. When Emperor Mingde entered the capital, he would definitely tell everyone what had happened in Jiangnan, and he would distort the facts. Who knows how he would frame Zhao Shu? If she was on her deathbed, Emperor Mingde would have to take it into consideration.
As long as there are concerns, that's fine. Having concerns allows you to buy time until you can manufacture muskets. Whether you use them for negotiations or for killing, that's enough.
More importantly, it is necessary to make Emperor Mingde understand the power of the fire spear, to make him fearful and terrified, so that he will not be easily provoked and will not easily punish her, as well as Huo Baichuan.
Moreover, Zhao Shu seemed to have some idea of what Hao Shumei was relying on.
"Ah Jun, you should rest well. I'll take care of everything outside, so don't worry. The floods have almost stopped. General Wei has recovered Zhongnan and sent 100,000 dan of grain. Many large families are following the example of the Lin family in Luoyang and opening their granaries to distribute grain. There will be no more famine. The plague is also almost under control. Old Peng's medical skills are superb. He has stabilized the people's hearts as soon as he arrived."
The old doctor Peng was a little embarrassed by the praise, saying, "It's all the people who are praising me. My medical skills are not that great; it's all just empty talk."
"Don't be modest. As soon as they heard that you, Elder Peng, had come to Jiangnan, people from all around lined the streets to welcome you, saying that you are a divine doctor, much better than any so-called medical immortal." The Crown Prince did not hold back his praise.
Zhao Shu had always wanted to help Physician Peng make a name for himself in the medical field, and he actually succeeded. From the initial anesthetic decoction to the later alcohol, these new inventions made him a leading figure in the medical community.
"Miracle doctor, I never thought I'd meet a living miracle doctor! I'm so excited, hahaha..." Zhao Shu couldn't help but tease him, genuinely happy for the old man.
"I can't talk to you anymore, I'm busy." Physician Peng said shyly as he rushed out the door.
The Crown Prince also had things to do, so after reminding Zhao Shu to rest well again, he left the house.
After the two left, Zhao Shu was the only one left in the room. She sat up, cleared her throat, and said, "Even in death, you're still haunting me. Be careful, or I'll find a Taoist priest to exorcise you."
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