Chapter 0022 Everyone Has Their Own Destiny
Xiao Rong raised his hand and touched his philtrum, and felt a bright red color.
He stared at the blood, then stood up suddenly and grabbed Ah Shu by the collar: "Where is the king?! Where did the king go?!"
Ashu: “…………” Here it comes again!
Why is it that every time the master falls ill, the first person he mentions is the king?
Ah Shu was frantically wiping the blood off Xiao Rong, but the more he wiped, the more blood flowed, as if there was no way to stop it. At first, Xiao Rong insisted that he answer questions about Qu Yunmie's whereabouts, but then his hand went limp and fell down, and the whole person lay on the bed weakly like a noodle.
But this feeling is different from the previous times when he was sick. Before, he had no strength, just no strength. Today, he has no strength and feels dizzy. Most importantly, why is his heart burning? He wants to walk around, preferably run two laps.
Xiao Rong: “…”
It's bad, new symptoms have appeared. What happened to Qu Yunmie again, is he trying to make himself die?
Seeing that the bleeding really couldn't be stopped, Ashu quickly ran out to ask Gao Xunzhi for help again.
When Gao Xunzhi heard Ashu's cry, he immediately hurried out. While walking quickly, he listened to Ashu talking about Xiao Rong's condition. When he heard that it was unstoppable nosebleed, Gao Xunzhi suddenly stopped and raised his hand to slap his forehead.
"Oh no! Could it be that he is too weak to be nourished?"
They had already reached the outer room. Xiao Rong also heard what Gao Xunzhi said. Xiao Rong stretched his neck to look at the two of them. Gao Xunzhi saw his action and hurried over. He also knew some pulse diagnosis skills. He only touched Xiao Rong's wrist and felt that the pulse was fast and strong. Gao Xunzhi was sure: "You really mean well but end up doing something bad. Go get a doctor. Oh, and ask the kitchen to make a pot of red date and old chicken soup, and loofah and crucian carp soup. Tell the kitchen not to put any salt in them!"
After saying that, Gao Xunzhi patted Xiao Rong's hand lovingly and said, "Good, Rong, let them replenish your blood."
Xiao Rong: “…………” Not only does it replenish blood, it also increases milk production!
Don't think I don't know, these two are clearly things you drink during confinement! ...
Gao Xunzhi only had a rough understanding of pharmacology, and was not an expert. He saw that women who had lost blood after childbirth all used this method to replenish themselves, so he naturally copied it to Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong lay on the bed, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, unable to speak for the time being, and could only look at him depressedly.
Gao Xunzhi thought he was afraid, so he comforted him: "It's nothing serious, the tonic you drank today must be too strong. The king added ginseng to it to replenish your body. It should be fine. This ginseng is different from other ginseng. Although it is strong, it is much milder. It is the best for strengthening the meridians and replenishing vitality. Even an octogenarian can drink it without worrying about it colliding with the meridians. Maybe your body... is too weak? That's why you reacted so violently."
Gao Xunzhi himself was not so sure, because he had seen many people taking salt women's ginseng over the years, some with all kinds of symptoms, some dying soon, but none of them was like Xiao Rong, who had problems.
Xiao Rong, who was still bleeding from his nose: "..."
Thank you so much.
The next day, Xiao Rong got up with a pale face.
The capital was announced to be moved yesterday, and today Qu Yunmie summoned everyone to a meeting to discuss the location of the relocation.
Xiao Rong had to go for such an important event, even though he got angry when he thought of Qu Yunmie.
What kind of tonic is given to a healthy person, and it has to be so strong? Last night he listened to Gao Xunzhi’s popular science talk about what salt ginseng is. In the end, it was concluded that the thing is equivalent to a thousand-year-old ginseng. He, a man who looks sickly but is actually very healthy at heart, drank it and his nose bled.
Letting Ashu support him, Xiao Rong went to the main hall full of resentment.
The most people came today, all the staff were present, Gao Xunzhi sat at the front, and the four generals also took their seats, each with his own ideas.
As soon as Xiao Rong came in, everyone looked at him. When he passed by the staff, he happened to meet the old man who had insisted that he give up his seat. The old man was sitting. He took a look at Xiao Rong, who was pale and had an expression of "I am unhappy" all over his face, and suddenly had the urge to give up his seat to him. ...
But before he could move, Gao Xunzhi in front of him waved to Xiao Rong, and Xiao Rong lazily raised his feet and walked over there.
Gao Xunzhi reserved a seat for him, right next to him, and on the other side of Xiao Rong was Yu Shaoxie, the bravest warrior of the Zhenbei Army, and opposite him were the four generals.
When Qu Yunmie arrived, the meeting officially began. However, Qu Yunmie couldn't help looking at Xiao Rong, and his eyes were full of confusion.
How come after drinking the tonic, I seem to have a shorter life span?
Xiao Rong tried very hard not to roll his eyes at him. …
After the meeting has started for a while, everyone will no longer pay attention to other things because the atmosphere of the meeting is gradually becoming tense.
Moving the capital is a big deal, and the results of their discussion will eventually be recorded in history books. Besides, everyone is not a fool, and they all know what moving the capital means. This capital is still the royal capital for the time being, and in the future it will be the national capital.
There were many different opinions, and this time even the staff was no longer willing to compromise. They also wanted to become the promoters of the new capital, so they put forward their own opinions. Chang'an, Luoyang, and Jinan were the most popular. The first two had their own passes and the terrain was easy to defend but difficult to attack. The last one was next to the hometown of Confucius and Mencius and was a holy place in the hearts of the staff.
Xiao Rong held his head up, convinced by these hooligans.
Fortunately, other people were not so crazy and quickly ruled out Jinan. It’s not that Jinan is bad, but it is indeed not suitable to be the capital. It has no natural strategic locations and is close to the Yellow River. Once the river floods, the whole city will suffer.
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