Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 189 Doctor

Wang Ben led his soldiers onto the first ship, and then the other generals followed suit and boarded the other five large ships.

"Set off."

The lead ship slowly began to move, and the ships behind followed.

Six huge ships lined up on the sea and began their long sea voyage in a mighty manner.

"Look, our ship is out to sea."

Yan Fang excitedly pulled his junior brother's arm and looked at the huge monster in the distance, his eyes already wet.

Xu Ke turned his head, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned his head away, and slapped away his senior brother's rough, big black hand in disgust.

"Let go! Don't you know how strong your grip is? You've broken my arm."

Feeling pain in his hands, Yan Fang turned around and rubbed his hands: "You are quite strong, but can't you be more careful? My hands are precious, what shall I do if you break them?"

In front of all the disciples, the two began to quarrel and finally came to blows.

You punch me, I kick you, back and forth, the disciples are used to it, but looking at the people around watching the fun, they feel a little embarrassed. What's going on?

Can they leave now?

Will the master be angry about this?

The issue of the large ship going out to sea was discussed in Kuaiji for more than a month before it was gradually replaced by other matters.

At this time in Xianyang City, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"I wonder how magnificent it is when our Qin merchant ships go out to sea."

Zhang Yuanqing took the blueprint drawn by Yan Fang, looked at it again and again, with a hint of longing in his eyes.

pity.

It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes.

"My Lord, you have been watching for a long time. Please take a rest."

The sun was shining brightly, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on a lounge chair under the old tree, with Qingque and others quietly accompanying him.

Seeing that the Marquis had been staring at the drawing for a long time, Qingque couldn't help but remind him.

Zhang Yuanqing came back to his senses, chuckled, and dispelled the regret in his eyes.

He raised his hand and handed the blueprint and letter to Qingque, "Keep them and put them in the study."

"promise."

Lying on the recliner and thinking randomly, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly thought of someone.

"Xu Fu went out to sea, but what about Liu Ji?"

Muttering softly, Zhang Yuanqing called Gao Yi.

"Go to the prison and ask what happened to Liu Ji, who was captured with Xu Fu at the time?"

"If he is still in prison, bring him here."

"promise."

Gao Yi took a few steps back respectfully, then turned and left.

"My Lord, Doctor Chang Xian is here."

"Please ask the doctor to come over."

"promise,"

"Help me up."

When Chang Que came over with the medicine box, Zhang Yuanqing had already sat down on the chair. Qing Que had even wrapped the chair with several layers of wool blankets. Although it looked a bit weird, it was indeed comfortable to sit on.

When Zhang Yuanqing saw it for the first time, the first thing that came to his mind was the sofa.

"Master Hou."

"Doctor Chang Xian, please take a seat."

After Chang Qi sat down next to Zhang Yuanqing, he opened the medicine box and Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his wrist.

Chang Xi carefully felt the subtle beating of the pulse under her fingers.

It took a long time before he withdrew his hand.

"You all go down first."

The maids dared not say anything more, they retreated respectfully and stood guard from a distance.

"The Marquis has recovered well recently, the prescription can be changed."

"Everything is subject to the doctor's instructions."

Zhang Yuanqing is now very cooperative with the doctors.

Chang nodded in satisfaction.

"Doctor, if my body recovers well, maybe I can extend my life by a few more years?"

"Even if it means I can live another ten years."

“There are still many things I haven’t had time to do.”

Hearing this, Chang Xi, who had already become indifferent to life and death, burst into tears.

The soreness in his throat made him unable to make any sound for a while.

At this time, a light blue handkerchief was handed over.

Chang Xi raised her hand to take it and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Make the Marquis laugh."

Chang felt his face turn red.

"Dr. Chang is a kind-hearted doctor. How can you say that I am being laughed at?"

Zhang Yuanqing chuckled lightly, his expression calm.

"Doctor, don't worry. If it can't last a few more years, that's fine."

"Qin is doing well now, Your Majesty is doing well, the Crown Prince is doing well, and it will surely be even better in the future."

It would be better with or without me.

Chang looked at the man in front of her.

He had seen many people react in panic, anger, and regret when they learned they didn't have much time left to live, but no one had reacted so calmly.

It was as if he had become indifferent to life and death, had seen the future, and his heart was at peace, with no more worries.

Facing these calm eyes, Chang Xi felt guilty.

The medical books he used saved countless people, but could not save himself.

It's because I haven't mastered the skills well enough.

"Don't be discouraged, my lord."

Chang Xian suppressed his thoughts and said, "Our judgment back then was based solely on the Marquis's condition at the time. Now, the Marquis's health is slowly recovering."

"If it continues like this, it's not impossible to extend my lifespan a little."

"When we return, we will study medicine carefully, consult ancient texts, and do our best to treat the Marquis."

"Then I'll have to trouble Doctor Changxian."

After Chang Qiong wrote down the prescription and handed it to Qingque, and reminded him of some precautions again, he hurriedly left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Back at the Xianyang Medical Clinic, several doctors were waiting for Chang Qiong.

When he saw Changxiong coming back, he anxiously asked about the situation of Lord Changxiong.

"Everyone, please follow me."

In the room, the doctors sat in a circle, quietly listening to Chang Xian's description and analysis of the Marquis's condition.

In the following days, doctors ran around everywhere to treat the Marquis's illness.

They visited famous doctors in various places.

Consult the collection of ancient books.

Take careful notes.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't know all this yet.

Zhangtai Palace

After more than two months, the first census since the unification of the six kingdoms was finally completed.

Population statistics books from various places were sent to Xianyang.

Ying Zheng and Fusu watched for several days in Zhangtai Palace.

"Father, the population of our Qin State has grown rapidly over the past three years. You see, from the eighteenth year to now, in just three years, the population has increased by one-tenth."

"Many of these infants have died from illness. Now that we have opened a medical clinic in Qin, the infant mortality rate will be greatly reduced. In three years, the population of Qin will surely reach 60 million."

"And then there are the slaves. We now have over eight million slaves, and they can all become the future population of the Qin State. And then there's the land of Baiyue..."

Fusu looked at the data he had copied down and became more and more excited.

These are all the people of Qin.

The teacher said that everything is possible only with people.

If the Qin State wants to become strong, it must develop its population.

These people are the foundation of the Qin State's strength.

Ying Zheng was also shocked by these data.

In the past, their Qin State was just a small country on the border, surviving in the cracks.

Now, the Qin State has become the sole owner of this land in its own hands.

The population is so large.

After being happy, Fusu saw that his father's anger had subsided and he became alert.

"Father, please don't think about anything else. Our most important thing right now is to develop the population, so we can't just build palaces."

"I feel that the current Xianyang Palace is very good and magnificent, and it can show your father's majesty and dominance."

He did not forget that when his father first became emperor, he was eager to build a new palace for him to demonstrate his status.

If the teacher had not stopped them, the Qin State would have lost an untold number of people.