Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 65

Immediately, the three-piece suit plus the reclining chair and wheelchair are handed over to the military craftsman.

These few gadgets are relatively easy to make, and they can be done in a day or two.

As for the papermaking technique, the process is there, and it will take at least a few months to remake it. The process of soaking and drying in the shade is indispensable. Zhao Si reckons that the papermaking technique will have to go through some twists and turns.

After finishing everything, Zhao Si said goodbye to Wang Li, and couldn't wait to return to the barracks, jumping into the ocean of knowledge.

There are still several carts of books waiting for my favor.

After entering the barracks, I saw dozens of crew members holding a bamboo tube, discussing and asking questions.

Although Zhao Si spared no effort to teach the crew members to read and write, so far only Jing's performance is slightly better, and most of the rest of the crew members can't even recognize the common characters. When Zhao Si is there, they ask Zhao Si if Zhao Si is not there. when they ask each other.

There is no way, there is no thousand-character prose in this era, and Zhao Si can't recite it, so there is no way to plagiarize others to show the sage.

Wang Li sent a lot of books, so many dozens of crew members still had a lot left in their hands. Zhao Si came to the neatly piled bamboo slips and picked out a few volumes to read.

"Are they all Legalist scrolls?" Zhao Si asked.

"Hmm... I probably read some, but nothing else." Jing replied.

"It's a pity." Zhao Si shook his head.

As a modern person, he doesn't have any sect views. If possible, he would like to read some books from various schools of thought.

Many ideas in "Xianxue" and "Five Beetles" given by the First Emperor are not backward compared with modern times.

If possible, Zhao Si hopes that he can draw on the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and reflect some modern cultural thoughts and the history of later generations in 2000.

But right now, it is full of books. I don’t know how many volumes there are, and I don’t know how long it will take to look at them. Fortunately, the writing vehicle in this era is bamboo slips, and a roll of bamboo slips cannot write a few words.

Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching is only about 5000 words in total.

There is no way, bamboo slips are troublesome to write, and after writing, seal cutting is also very troublesome, so writing in this era is mostly streamlined.

With the continuous upgrading of writing vehicles, the content of books will become more and more, and writing will not be so troublesome, but it might as well be more watery.

In modern times, computer typing or even voice typing is possible, and the length of an online novel can even reach tens of millions of words, which can be described as stinky and long.

"If those online novel authors use bamboo slips to write, I'm afraid they may not be able to produce [-] characters in a year." Zhao Si shook his head and laughed, and took the "Book of Shang Jun" that Jing handed to him.

"Shang Junshu" is a must-read for reading the law. Like "Han Feizi", it is also one of the brightest pearls of Legalism.

And the other side...

Inside the palace, the imperial physician Xia Wuqi was feeling the pulse of the First Emperor.

The first emperor was on the verge of collapse, night sweats, palpitations, shortness of breath, headaches, lack of energy, and loss of appetite.

It was so serious that the "Golden Elixir" that had been tried and tested in the past did not work.

After returning, because of Zhao Si's reason, Shi Huang's appetite was greatly increased, and his health just showed signs of improvement.

Unexpectedly, in the past two days, the symptoms of loss of appetite reappeared.

Even the more delicious and refreshing hot pot made by the imperial chef could not save the first emperor's appetite.

"Your Majesty... did you take too much golden elixir?" Xia Wuqiu looked very dignified in the face of Shi Huang's complicated pulse condition.

"The energy is low these days, and I have taken more." Shihuang said after a moment of silence.

On the way back from Daxun, because he finished eating the "Golden Elixir" ahead of time and didn't take it for a long time, Shi Huang's symptoms eased a lot.

After returning to the palace, it is impossible for the first emperor to lack the "Golden Elixir". In addition, the government affairs are really busy, and the first emperor is also old. If he wants to review memorials all day long like before, he must take the golden elixir to refresh himself.

"Your Majesty, golden elixir, medicine for tigers and wolves! Do not use too much! Use too much to hurt your body, and the elixir will become poisonous!" Xia Wuqi frowned.

Xia Wuqiu did not completely deny the Golden Elixir. The main reason is that the medical methods in this era are relatively primitive, and there are not many pharmacopoeias.

In this day and age, it is normal to go to the dance master instead of going to the doctor for medical treatment.Because the master dancers of this era have their own medical qualification certificates, alchemists who practice alchemy are also serious and recognized doctors in this era.

Medical treatment is too confusing, even the nobles themselves can't tell whether it's true or not, and the source can be traced back to the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties, who is more noble than who.

Well, it even has a longer history of jumping the gods.

Moreover, Xia Wuqiu himself has also studied alchemy, and he can jump on such a great master, and he can also sacrifice. The same is true for doctors these days, with beliefs, sacrifices, and thoughts.

Even physicians still have immature ideas of political governance. This is the status quo of all schools of thought. No matter what they do, they all form their own internal system.

There are large and small types of explicit learning and hidden learning, but the internal organizational structure is basically the same.

Xia Wuqiu's ability to say that he was exhausted and poisoned already shows that his level is not too low, at least for this era.

"Is there a cure?" Shi Huang skipped Xia Wuqie's words.

There is no way to say this thing. You say that tired pills become poisonous, and alchemists also say that eating it every day can strengthen your body and make you immortal.

Unless, like Confucianism and Legalism, the two openly break their heads and fight to the death, no one can say anything about the other.

It's not that the first emperor didn't believe Xia Wuqie's words, he believed a little bit of it, and he didn't believe it at all.

There is no way to argue about this kind of problem, but my own physical problems have to be solved.

If Xia Wuqi can't solve it, then you have to go to the alchemist, if the alchemist can't do it, then pray to the mountains and rivers, if you can't pray to the mountains and rivers, then dance to the Great God.

Of course, it can also be done at the same time.

For example, while taking medicine, dancing to the gods and sending people to pray to the mountains and rivers.

But Xia Wuqiu would definitely not agree to take the golden elixir while taking the medicine.

Alchemists also would not agree to take medicine while taking Jindan.

It cannot be said that the alchemists of this era are deceiving, because they themselves really believe in it, and they really think that they can cure diseases, and some Qi practitioners really think that they can ascend in the daytime.

The contention of a hundred schools of thought is wonderful, but the disadvantages of a hundred schools of thought are also very obvious.

There are various factions, unclear order, and mixed fish and dragons.

The key is that they all believe in the truth themselves, and no one will think that what they say is false.

The first emperor was also a little melancholy in the face of this situation.

His health is getting worse and worse, and he has no clue about how to live forever. The alchemists who practice the elixir of life have been chopped off.

Xu Fu is now also fleeing overseas.

Whether it is the alchemist in the palace or the imperial doctor, there is nothing very effective for the body of the first emperor.

Xia Wuqie's suggestion here is to cultivate the body, control the diet, and at the same time take care of it with medicinal diet.

The alchemists are nothing more than knocking out pills.

It is worth mentioning that there are two kinds of elixir refined by alchemists in this era.

One is herbal medicine.

One is Jinshidan.

Cao Mu Dan is generally used in the treatment of diseases.

Jinshidan is used to maintain the body and prolong life.

What's more, ordinary alchemists can't refine such things as Jinshidan, and ordinary people and even small nobles can't afford it.

In short, what is frustrating is that the meal with that boy Zhao Si turned out to be the most comfortable meal that Shi Huang had recently.

(This is proven by research. Cao Mu Dan is actually a pill. Doctors in this era are too complicated. Some doctors may be able to do both, and some may have more skills, and they can also dance masters.)
(End of this chapter)