In the fourth year of Yonghui (653 AD), the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, at the afternoon.

On the official road in the south of Wuzhou City, a luxurious horse carriage slowly walked, and the black-clad bodyguard guarded the front and back. The general manager of Shengshi Security Xiucai, cameoing as a groom, waving the horse whip, with a smile on his face, and a slightly awkward expression. The two ancestors in the car didn't stop after getting on the car. Are you so addicted? Are you not afraid of biting your mouth? When you get home, I will try it with Xiuniang!

In the carriage, Wu Kang was breathing heavily and willing to give in. Cui Xiaoqing's face was flushed. She seemed to think of something, staring at his injured shoulder, and she was actually happy. Wu Kang turned dark and gritted his teeth and complained: "Hey Cui Xiaoqing, you are heartless, I'm so hurt, you can still laugh?"

"What are you saying? You hurt your body and hurt my heart." Jiu Niang rolled her eyes and said mysteriously: "Erlang, I suddenly realized that Lu Zongjun was seriously injured. It is a great joy for us. If it is done well, we can be promoted again."

Wu Kang was stunned and didn't take such a thing. He curled his lips and said depressedly: "The most toxic woman's heart is the ancients who really did not deceive me. Old Lu's life and death are uncertain, so he would still block the gun for me. Don't gloat! Besides, is he seriously injured? Does it have anything to do with my promotion?"

"Of course there is one," Jiu Niang was very excited and analyzed the popular science for him: "If you want to be promoted, especially local officials, as long as you get two letters of recommendation, the court will basically follow the flow. The first one is the highest local official; the second one is the original official."

I understand her meaning, I covet the recorder and participate in the military, not to mention that it is really possible. Lao Lu was assassinated at that time and was unconscious. The feather arrow entered the back of his heart at least two inches. He pierced his heart and died on duty. If he didn't pierce, he was nearly 60 years old and would have to lose half his life and would not be able to continue his position.

Seeing that he was thinking, Jiuniang struck while the iron was hot: "Yeye's recommendation letter is definitely fine. If he doesn't give it, I will make trouble for him every day. It's difficult for Lu to join the army. He is from the Lu family of Fanyang. Yeye is worried about the relationship between the two families and will not come forward to help."

Wu Kang pondered for a moment and said, "I have a close relationship with Lao Lu and I am friends with Lu San. Lu San has shares in our family's various transactions. His family has made a fortune with me for more than half a year. Xiao Qing has these 20% of the relationship, so it's not difficult to recommend a letter, right?"

"What do you know?" Jiu Niang clicked his forehead and felt sorry for her: "You don't understand the virtues of the aristocratic families, and they are all greedy. The favors used to be the past. Now if you want to recommend a book of recommendation, you have to give up benefits. I have to think about what can impress him."

Jiuniang pondered and kept shaking her head, and Wu Kang couldn't help but be happy. The official explanation was given by the official: assigning officials to work, prosecutors to handle documents, and register them; reviewing case files, and cataloging them; correcting the violations of officials' documents and mistakes.

It sounds like there is no real power, but in fact it is more powerful than the sky. It is the well-deserved second-in-command leader. He is responsible for supervising, recommending and impeaching them. Whoever joins the army makes a mistake, writes on the small notebook, and who joins the army offends me, writes on the small notebook, and then reports to the governor and the central government.

There is also year-end performance appraisal. Your test scores are of the highest or inferior level. I have the final say. You are promoted and made money, and you are the lowest to go home to raise pigs. In short, you can do it: Just say you can do it, you can do it, and it can do it; if you say you can't do it, it can't do it, and it can't do it.

The only officials who can reach the local administrative agencies of the Tang Dynasty are the governors and officials who can participate in the military. If they can talk directly with the central government, who dares to offend easily? However, in fact, no official will be so stupid that he will directly write to the letter. What is the biggest taboo in the officialdom? Report to the higher level! Generally, the governors write to the letter and sign its name by the way.

Wuzhou is Zhongzhou, which is one of the eighth ranks, and is one level higher than the sixth Cao army. As the saying goes, it is better to be a senior official and kill people. Too many people are poor throughout their lives and cannot accumulate enough upgrade experience. Wu Kang was a little confident and said embarrassedly: "I am only eighteen years old this year, and I will do the record and participate in the military. Will it be..."

Cui Xiaoqing covered his mouth and giggled, "He can do it when Ganluo is the prime minister in the twelve ways, how can Erlang not? In other people's eyes, Erlang is both civil and military, and is the best man in the world."

"Come on, don't flirt with me," Wu Kang said depressedly: "It's all men who flirt with women. How come the world changes when we get to our family? Age and qualifications have a huge impact on the career. As the saying goes, you have no hair on your mouth and don't work hard. Before the age of thirty, you can't rank above the fifth rank, unless..."

I wanted to say something but stopped, and I thought about it for a while and decided to keep it a secret for the time being: I used Chen Shuozhen's rebel blood to dye his official robe red, and ascend to the throne of the governor of Wuzhou. It would be better to wait until the marriage is done and explain the soul matters thousands of years later. It is better to treat each other honestly between husband and wife.

Jiu Niang didn't care and continued to think hard about what benefits to exchange for Lu Senjun's recommendation letter. At this time, the carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the scholar whispered: "Ship Wu, there is a manure truck that breaks the road, blocking the way. After investigation by his subordinates, there is nothing abnormal."

Wu Kang lifted the window, stretched his head forward, raised the side, pretended to be a pointed feces truck, and lay in the middle of the road, seeing that the axle was broken. An old man and two young men squatted on the side of the road and looked sad and sighed.

Wu Kang jumped out of the car, carried Jiu Niang down, walked over to bow with his fists, and said with a smile: "The father-in-law is polite, the car is broken? You have loaded too much, and one car is two cars, so the axle will definitely not be able to stand it. What urgent matters do you have? Why are you installing so many?"

"The husband doesn't know anything." The old man and his son stood up and returned the salute, sighing: "The manure from Wushenjun Fertilizer Factory is sold no matter the pound or the car is sold, and a car is thirty-five yuan per car. It's all because of the old man's stupid idea. He added the car to the high side and suffered a great loss."

Jiuniang was so happy, and Wu Kang was also smiling. At that time, he improved the environment in Wuzhou, built public toilets, recruited sanitation workers, dumped toilets from house to house, and sent manure to Chengnan Fertilizer Factory. After half a year, he actually saved a small hill. It happened to be the Spring Farming Festival, and the manure was accumulated. Each truck was collected for 30 cents and 35 cents for each truck.

Looking up at the distance, there was not a single car, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I asked the old man, "There are not many people buying manure, there is not a single car, how much manure is left in the factory? Oh, by the way, did you buy it directly, or settle the score after the autumn?"

"Buy it directly, you have to spend more than five cents after autumn." The father-in-law said with clever eyes and cleverness: "The manure factory was bought for a long time, so I booked it in advance. I originally asked the village master to protect him, and each car was 40 yuan after autumn, but yesterday Sanniang came back to visit her and respected me for two hundred yuan, so she bought it directly. Wu Gong was righteous, and he didn't care about the car rising, but he also returned the contract."

Hearing the old man's praise, Jiuniang smiled: "My father is right. Looking at the officialdom of Wuzhou, except for the governor Cui Gong, Wu Senjun is the best official."

The old man nodded repeatedly. Wu Kang was in a good mood and the business of the fertilizer factory was booming. He was very happy. Looking at the luxury horse carriage, it was similar to the wheel of the manure truck, and decided to be righteous again. Let the scholar untied the horse, and the bodyguards took the wheel of the carriage and exchanged it for the manure truck.

The father and son thanked each other repeatedly and kept bowing. The scholar arranged work. The two went back to the company to lead the horse, the two guarded the carriage, and the others went home with the old man. Wu Kang was worried about Lao Lu, so he turned over and pulled Jiuniang up, and rode back to the city together.

Seeing the farmers along the way busy, smiling at the corners of their mouths, the farming life in later generations was the same routine. They drove a ox cart to pull manure into the fields, unloading a pile of them not far away. When they were plowing the fields, they sprinkled manure with a latte fork, sprinkled fertilizer with their faces, changed the rake truck after plowing the ground, and then put the rake truck in a flattened way and then put the cart in a sowing seed. The Tang Dynasty had no fertilizer, and the process was similar.

As the city gates get closer and closer, pedestrians get bigger and bigger, Wu Kang decisively dismounted. This is the reluctance and coquettish custom of the Tang Dynasty. Women secretly look for lovers, but no one says anything. But in public, they must maintain the image of a lady. It is impossible to hold hands, which will cause criticism.

Back on Jinhua Avenue, I took Xiaoqing home to change into men's clothes. When I passed by Lao Lu's house, I found that several cars were parked. I felt badly lingering. I subconsciously accelerated my pace and went to the governor's mansion to carry Xiaoqing off the horse and waited at the gate.

Less than a quarter of an hour, she came in a Confucian robe. The two of them quickly rushed to the Lu Mansion. The servant in the gatehouse informed him that Lu San personally welcomed him and went straight to the backyard. Huarong, a doctor of medicine, and Wu Kai and his son, were both frowning. Wu Kang's heart sank and went over and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation with Mr. Lu? Is the wound deep? Was it washed with alcohol? Is it possible to have life?"

Huarong was stunned for a moment and replied: "Reported to Wu Shenjun, after cleaning, the arrow was taken out, and it was more than two inches into his body. However, it was a dirty arrow. The lower officials were worried that the injury would fester. Lu Shenjun was afraid... there was a lot of danger!"

Dirty arrows? Wu Kang's eyebrows were twisted into lumps and he quickly understood. The so-called dirty arrows mean digging a hole and pouring manure, then putting animal corpses. After the corpse rots, soak the arrows in them for about ten days. During this time, the flesh was shot into it, and a large amount of bacteria entered the wound, causing inflammation and suppuration.

In this era, if you are shot by such an arrow, just wait for death. Gradually, you will stretch your eyebrows, look at Wu Kai and his son, and shake your head and sigh. Xiao Qing pulled his sleeves and whispered: "Go and see Uncle Lu first, Yeah, they are all here, don't lose your etiquette."

Wu Kang nodded, followed Lu San and walked into the main house. Everyone was in their heads, and they were frowning. On the main seat was a middle-aged woman, crying silently, and a cardamom girl served her from the side. Cui Yixuan sat down with her head, her face covered with clouds.

Old Cui glanced at Wu Kang and coughed twice to introduce the woman. The woman was Lao Lu's first wife, born from the Wang family in Taiyuan, and Lu San's biological mother. The little lady next to her was Lu San's sixth sister, and the Liu Niang who Lao Lu talked about. She was indeed graceful and dignified and had a beautiful demeanor. As for Lu San's other brothers, they were not in Wuzhou.

After seeing the li, Cui Yixuan stood up and looked around the officials and said, "Everyone, don't delay official duties. Here I am and Bianzhi take care of you. Saburo will send the guests away, and then call Dr. Hua, Wu Kai and his son in. Bianzhi, go and see your uncle Lu."

The colleagues stood up one after another and said goodbye to the host. Lu San sent them out. The sixth lady came over slowly, bowed and bowed, and took Wu Kang to the east bedroom. Before she could reach the door, she felt a pain in her waist. Cui Xiaoqing seemed angry. Wu Kang was inexplicably angry, why was he nervous?

The bedroom was burned with charcoal fire, which had a strong smell of alcohol. The wound was treated with alcohol, so I felt a little relieved. Old Lu lay on the bed with bare arms, wrapped in white bandages, and a long stain of blood was oozing out. The situation was not optimistic, he was still unconscious and his face looked quite ugly.

Wu Kang felt very uncomfortable. After all, he blocked the gun for himself, so he slowly came to the bed, looked at his pale face, and sighed lightly after a long time. He reached out to cover the quilt and felt the soft thing, which was a white green onion.

This was embarrassing. Seeing that the sixth lady was blushing and was about to apologize, Cui Xiaoqing got angry again and stepped on his toes hard. At this time, footsteps came and he was rescued invisibly. The maid came over to report that Lao Cui asked him to go to the main hall.

It's timely raining, this is, hurry up and run out. In the main hall, except for the Lu family, there are only Huarong and Wu Kai and his son. Lao Cui expressed his serious expression and directly ordered: "No matter what you think, you must ensure that Yuanla is safe and sound, otherwise..."

The implication is self-evident. Wu Kai and his son knelt down directly, Huarong's face turned into a bitter fruit, and after a while, he said cowardly: "Mr. Cui Rong reported that he was not a rude official, but was shot by a dirty arrow. Even the imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital was helpless. The official was rude and had no knowledge, so he asked Mr. Cui to punish him."

Lu's mother cried again when she heard this. Lu San was very sad. The sixth lady's eyes turned red. Old Cui stared at her and got angry. Wu Kai was about to smooth things over, but she was stared back by a knife. The best thing to curb the wound infection was penicillin, but the Tang Dynasty had no choice. Huarong was right. Not to mention the imperial physician, Hua Tuo had no choice but to be in the world.

Lao Cui turned on the troll mode and lowered his voice to squirt Wu Kang: "What's the show of the Spring Farming Ceremony? You're not showing off, Huaiyuan won't come over to chat with you, and he won't suffer unrestrained disasters. This matter is caused by you, take responsibility. If it can't be solved, I will take off your hat."

I have this set again, and I can't change my conspiracy to say something? Wu Kang was helpless and thought to himself that Lao Lu blocked the gun for me, and I must have racked my brains to find a way. However, I had no choice but to find Penicillium...

Suddenly, my brain was clear and seemed to be penicillin, which was extracted from penicillium. Penicillium was very common. Thinking of this sudden look, it scared everyone. When Lu San saw the familiar eyes, he was overjoyed and grabbed his wrist and said anxiously: "Is Erlang a way? Every time this look, it means there is a way. Tell me quickly!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves and instantly became the focus. Lu's mother's eyes were attentive, the three doctors were unbelievable, and Lao Cui's face was as heavy as water. The Sixth Lady was nervous and her hands were begging. Jiu Niang leaned to him, staring at Liu Niang, like a hen, as if she was guarding the food.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Kang said, "In Hua Tuo's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", there is a story: a tailor who works in clothes is often cut by knife cutting, and the wound may purify and ulcerate, resulting in losing his life. This is caused by bacterial infection."

"Later they found that the green hair growing on the paste will not be infected and pus-enhancing when applied to the wound. The green hair is called Penicillin, which contains penicillin in it, which can kill bacteria. Without bacteria, the wound will not be infected." After saying this in one breath, seeing that everyone's faces were weird, they couldn't help scratching their heads. Did you say it was wrong?

Lao Cui's face turned black and came close to him in two steps, raised his hand to beat him. He was so scared that he shrank his neck and raised his arms to protect his head. The slap fell down. Lao Cui blew his beard and glared, and his voice was almost roaring: "Things that are ignorant are "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", not "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", nor Hua Tuo, but written by Zhang Zhongjing!"

This was embarrassing. Wu Kang's old face turned red and he smiled embarrassedly. At this time, Lao Wu exclaimed and bowed to salute, saying, "Mr. Cui forgives his crimes. The "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" does record. When I was in Kuizhou, the local tailor also treated the wound in this way. It was rare for suppuration to be achieved. But, just..."

"It's just what? You said," Lu San was impatient and gritted his teeth and asked, his facial features were extremely ferocious. Wu Kai was so brave that he couldn't speak. Wu Yuan knelt down and begged: "Your husband calm down, you are old, please forgive me."

Lu San realized that he had been a little bit like that. After all, he was not his own slave. He let go of Wu Kai and looked at Wu Kang and apologized: "Brother Yu is worried, he is impulsive and loses his composure. I hope Erlang will take care of him."

I have no human rights. Wu Kang smiled and shook his head, and winked at Wu Kai.

The old doctor calmed down and said timidly: "My husband is right. Green hair can prevent and treat suppuration. It's just that there is an unexpected situation. I have been practicing medicine in Kuizhou for decades and encountered it four times. A tailor painted with penicillium. Within two hours, he suddenly twitched all over, foamed at the mouth, pale face, and all his feces and urine were released, and he died soon after."

The scene was silent again, and everyone's faces were different. Wu Kang shook his head helplessly. This was allergic to penicillin. If it were in later generations, you could use a syringe to perform subcutaneous tests. Village doctor Gu said that before every penicillin injection, you must do the test. Even if you have injected fluid in the morning, you must do the test again in the afternoon. Allergies will kill people!

Everyone's eyes focused again, Wu Kang smiled bitterly and said to the truth: "This symptom is penicillin allergic shock, which will kill people. However, the probability of allergies is low, and the probability is about... Ten out of ten people are allergic. I can't test whether Uncle Lu is allergic. I can only pray for God's blessing. Aunt Lu, Saburo, you can make your decision."

The situation is very clear. If you don’t have Penicillium, Lao Lu will definitely die; if you use Penicillium, you will have a high probability of survival. However, as the person involved, you will definitely hope for a better way.

After being silent for half a quarter of an hour, Lu's mother finally spoke: "I'm just a wife, how can I have any ideas? Sanlang, your brother is not here, you decide."

Lu San was very confused and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he looked at Cui Yixuan with a pleading look on his face. Old Cui sighed and said lightly: "Since that's the case, I'm over my business. If I don't try, Huaiyuan will die. Bianzhi said just now that only ten people in ten thousand are allergic. If Huaiyuan... I blame him for his bad luck!"

Speaking of this, Lu San was hesitant. After all, he was his own father, so he would not be careful.

This is not a solution. Life and death are alive, and death are the only way to treat the horse. What are you worried about? He coughed twice and reminded Lu San: "Get the idea as soon as possible. The longer the delay, the deeper the bacterial infection, and the worse the effect of Penicillium. When it really becomes suppurated, it will be the Daluo Jinxian, and it will still be useless to turn the world around."

Lu San looked at Wu Kang and begged for a long time: "Just-in-law Wu said just now that if he is allergic, he will develop within two hours. Erlang knew that penicillin was allergic to him, so he must have a solution. Brother Yu asked you to stay for help, okay?"

Wu Kang felt helpless. How could I know about allergic first aid? But Old Lu blocked the gun for himself, and he had to stay and take care of him. Thinking of this, he agreed with a bit of antonym and comforted the Lu family.

The Lu family was so grateful that Lu San immediately ordered his servants to find tailors in the city and scrape penicillium...
Chapter completed!