Chapter 72: Forcing Out the Prescription (2)

  Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zhengde, along with Zhangsun Wuji, entered the palace together. Li Er was tired from revising memorials, so he went to the Lijing Hall to sit for a while, play with his silly and adorable young son Li Zhi, tossing him into the air, and hearing Li Zhi's joyful laughter, Li Er also burst out laughing loudly. This trick was still something Li Er learned from Zhangsun Chong, who often picked up his younger brothers and sisters, each time making them laugh heartily.

  After Li Er learned, he found that when the children looked at him, they were no longer just afraid and nervous as before, but also had a rare and precious affection.

  "How did you get here?" Li Erhugged Li Zhi and put him on his lap.

  Li Zhi knew Zhangsun Wuji and moved his little mouth, stretched out both hands and said: "Uncle hug!"

  Because Changsun Chong often held Li Zhi, Changsun Chong grew up looking similar to Changsun Wuji. In this way, Changsun Wuji won the favor of Li Zhi.

  Li Er didn't expect that after his son saw his uncle, he wouldn't want his dad anymore. Suppressing his jealousy, he asked: "Er Nu, why do you want Uncle to hold you?"

  Li Zhi already knew some basic short conversations, and smiled as he said: "Uncle is just like big brother, having a lot of flesh on his body, soft and comfortable. Father's body has hard flesh, not comfortable."

  Changsun Wuji was originally moved by Li Zhi's kindness, but now hearing Li Zhi say this, he was stunned.

  Li Er heard Li Zhi's answer, looked at Zhangsun Wuji's expression again, and burst out laughing: "Well, let your uncle hold you then!" His son's innocent words pleased Li Er.

  Changsun Wuji held Li Zhi in his arms and said: "Uncle and your father still have something to discuss, why don't you go find your mother first?"

  "Good!" Li Zhi said sensibly and walked two steps. "Uncle, big brother, you promised to bring delicious food for me, why haven't you come yet?"

  "Your big brother is busy right now, and when he's done, I'll send it over to you." Changsun Wuji didn't want such a young child to know that Changsun Chong had been beaten.

  Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zhongxian also burst out laughing, even louder than Li Er, without any shame.

  "Three lords, what brings you here?" Li Er let the servant serve tea and asked in a low voice. Since they came at this time, there must be something urgent.

  Cheng Yaojin took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the young master of the Zhangsun family saw a good prescription in an ancient book that can produce excellent wound medicine. I thought that next year we will be waging war on a large scale, and with good wound medicine, many lives can be saved. So we asked Zhong Xian to contribute the prescription, which is a meritorious deed that will last for centuries."

  "Yes, Your Majesty. In every battle, only two out of ten wounded soldiers can survive, and eight out of ten die because they don't have good medicine, good doctors, or timely treatment." Yuchi Jingde had seen many deaths before, even though he had killed countless people, but seeing his own soldiers die was like a knife cutting through his heart.

  One's success is built on the bones of ten thousand people, yet he sits in a high position, his heart uneasy.

  Chang Sun Wuji took out the prescription from his bosom and said: "Your Majesty, this is the prescription!"

  Li Er opened it and took a look, there were several medicinal materials inside, he had heard of them before, they seemed very ordinary, were they really effective?

  "It really works, yesterday more than a dozen kids were beaten with boards, after using this medicine, my eldest son and third son can go to the martial arts arena to play with stone locks today." Cheng Yaojin smiled proudly, the child's talent also explains that his breed is good.

  "My two black sons are also!" Wei Chi Jing De chimed in, if he hadn't been holding them back and not letting them out the door, they would have run to Chang Sun's house long ago.

  "Your Majesty, if the young man says it's useful, then it must be alright. Our Great Tang has vast lands, but with a population of less than three million households and only over ten million people, many lands are left barren due to lack of labor. However, most soldiers are young and strong men, saving one is like saving an entire household, who knows, maybe in a few years they'll become families."

  Zhangsun Wuji's words hit Li Er's heart, the population of the previous Sui Dynasty during the Kaihuang reign, the national household registration number was approximately 9 million, and the population was 46 million. Now it is less than one-third of the previous one.

  Li Er sighed in his heart: "It's unbearable! It's unbearable!"

  "Well, the three of you being able to think ahead like this is a great comfort to me. I will arrange for someone to rush and prepare this prescription as soon as possible; as for recruiting military doctors, we can't do it openly, let's keep a low profile." Li said.

  Wei Chi Jing De sighed and said, "Your Majesty, we are going to war. People with medical skills can basically make a living on their own. Who would want to join the army? We have tens of thousands of people under us, but there are only a handful of military doctors."

  Li Er was in a dilemma, he couldn't tie up those doctors and send them to the military camp either.

  Cheng Yaojin's eyes rolled around and he said, "The young master of the Zhangsun family has a lot of clever ideas. Let him think for a bit, maybe he can come up with a good plan." Cheng Yaojin had already figured it out - that young son of Zhangsun was just a lazy donkey, pulling on the reins but not moving forward. If you didn't give him more tasks, he wouldn't produce anything good. Now, with this prescription for golden wound medicine, if they didn't go to the Zhangsun residence, that young master probably wouldn't hand it over.

  Apart from Zhangsun Wuji, only Li Er knew about Changsun's abilities. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Uncle, go back and have a good talk with Chong'er. You must come up with a good plan. Whether the young master of the Great Tang can return safely depends on Chong'er."

  This big hat was pressed down, and Changsun Wuji had no choice but to continue.

  Zhangsun Wuji walked ahead, while Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng followed behind him, exchanging sly glances. The purpose of today's outing had been achieved.

  Chang Sun Wuji heard the two old friends laughing behind him, but he didn't have time to bother with them now. He hurried home to find his capable son and settle accounts. From now on, whatever happened, he would definitely tell this father first, not let outsiders know, this old man was too passive.

  Back home, Zhangsun Wuji poured two cups of bitter and astringent brewed tea, waiting for Zhangsun to rush into the study.

  Changsun Chong had just entered when Changsun Wuji waved his hand and told the servants to withdraw and close the door.

  "Chong Er, next time you want to do something big, can't you discuss it with me first? Don't let your old man be the last one to know from someone else. Am I your father or are you my father?" Zhangsun Wuji stood up and slammed his hand on the table, saying angrily.

  Chang Sun Chong scratched his forehead, looking very innocent, and said: "Of course you're the father and I'm the son! Dad, I told you all about it, but you didn't take it seriously at the time!"

  "You still say!" Zhangsun Wuji slapped the table heavily, "That glass and mirror, you only said they were relatively profitable, but you didn't say you could make such good things at such a low cost, almost dazzling old man's eyes, and today's ointment too!"

  "Lapis lazuli and mirrors, I said before that they are more profitable, but the cost is frighteningly low. Just that day, I gave a two-foot-high lapis lazuli ornament to the Turks for only five yuan, and it can be sold for 10,000 yuan. Can you say that such a lucrative thing can be kept in our Longsun family's hands?" Longsun said, looking at his father's face.

  Chang Sun Wuji's face twitched with rage, "Profits! Profits!" He forced out a word from between his teeth, "Can't!"

  "As for the ointment, I even gave you a bottle before, and you said you weren't injured and didn't need it." Changsun Cho said carefully, "As for the formula just now, although it's not as good as the one I got from the immortal, it has an 80% success rate. After all, the medicinal materials here are different from those over there. But having an 80% success rate is already quite good."

  Chang Sun Wuji finally came to a realization, his son was no longer the mischievous kid he used to be. He nodded and said: "I was wrong to blame you, but in the future, whatever you come up with, you must discuss it with me carefully."

  "Yes, Dad, look, I've brought you some good stuff. My son hasn't even had a chance to use it yet, so I'll offer it to you first." Chang Sun Chong pulled out a roll of toilet paper from his sleeve.

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