Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 613 Malaria magic medicine
"Your Majesty, this item is Kinney Cream!"

As soon as the work on smallpox was finished, a few missionaries came to Beijing in an attempt to preach in the mainland by donating medicine.

In other words, Zhu Yixi also resisted Catholicism at first, and then used it to allow him to preach at the customs dock and Taiwan government.

After all, in the age of great voyages, the Catholic Church was the vanguard of the colonists, and their infiltration would continuously spread the truth and falsehood of the Ming Dynasty overseas.

After all, Daming is different, and its strength is too strong. It is not a big deal for a little news to be leaked, but in terms of culture and public opinion, it is still restricted.

In East Asia, where Confucianism governs the country, North Korea and Japan are more stringent, and it is not uncommon to murder Catholics.

"This thing is good at treating malaria. It comes from the Spanish colony and works extremely well."

The cinchona cream in front of my eyes is powdery, white, odorless, and has distinct particles like table salt.

The missionary was tall and tall, with long brown hair revealing the fact that he was a Roman, and a neat mouth with some yellow teeth, indicating that he came from an aristocratic family.

I saw him persuasively saying: "This kind of medicinal material is extremely rare and can cure most diseases. Even gold is hard to get. Your country has just experienced smallpox, so it must be in great need!"

"As long as you allow us to preach in the capital, we are willing to offer a lot of Kinney—"

Zhu Yixi squinted his eyes, cast a glance at Kinney, and then stared at the priest in front of him: "Are you threatening me? Or are you trying to negotiate terms with me?"

"No, no, no, Your Majesty, we are just crawling at your feet, begging for an insignificant condition, like a small fish in a pond, needing a little space to breathe."

The missionary hurriedly got down on the ground and spoke in a pitiful tone.

"To tell you the truth, although Kinney Cream is precious, it is not that important to Daming."

Zhu Yixi stepped forward, staring at the Italian in front of him, and never looked at Kinney again:
"As far as I know, although it can treat many diseases, the biggest effect is on the control of malaria."

"It's just that, although the Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, the people who need this medicine are only a single government in Taiwan. For the sake of a mere government, they are trying to preach in the capital. It's useless, tasteless!"

The emperor's repeated sighs made the missionaries panic.

Having said that, he also felt that this condition was a bit too much.

After all, it is just a few golden chickens, trying to get the right to preach in such a huge empire as Ming Dynasty, no matter how you look at it, it seems whimsical.

But there is no way, the customs port and the mission of Taiwan government have very little influence, and together they are not as powerful as a church in Beijing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

As if seeing his gloomy expression, Emperor Daming turned his head and asked vaguely:
"I heard that cinchona cream is made from tree bark?"

"Ah?" The missionary was surprised: "How can such a miracle medicine be bark? Your Majesty, such lies are really ridiculous."

It seems that these missionaries in Rome did not know this either.

Zhu Yixi thought to himself, and then smiled knowingly: "Well, as long as you get this cinchona tree from Europa to Daming, I will allow you to build a church in Beijing to preach."

"Huh? Cinchona tree?"

This time, he was stunned.

After being stunned for a while, the missionary left with a heavy heart.

After he left, Zhu Yixi immediately ran to the Imperial Hospital:
"Quickly, find out if there is any medicine for malaria."

After being reminded by missionaries, Zhu Yixi realized the importance of treating malaria.

Theoretically speaking, malaria generally occurs in the south and tropical regions, such as Lingnan, Taiwan and other places, which is an important reason for restricting its development.

But don't forget that if water from the south can be diverted to the north, malaria in the south can also go north.

In history, Kangxi once suffered from malaria, which made him die. He had no choice but to buy a few catties of quinine cream from Guangzhou, and he was cured.

This is also the reason why Kangxi likes the West, the grace of saving lives is unforgettable.

For the sake of his own life, Zhu Yixi never dared to be negligent.

The arrival of the emperor made the Taiyuan Hospital very busy.

After some searching, there are several options.

Some prescriptions use pig manure and human excrement, such as Compendium of Materia Medica, Renzhonghuang can "clear away heat and cool blood, purify fire and detoxify".Of course, this kind of human feces is processed and not ready for use.

In fact, malaria has been a disaster in China for more than a thousand years. During the Tianbao period, more than [-] Tang soldiers were killed or injured due to malaria, and it was difficult to conquer Nanzhao.

"What a mess."

Seeing these chaotic recipes, even monkey brains, just like witchcraft, it looks very strange, how can this be traditional Chinese medicine!

"How can these cure diseases?"

The emperor was very dissatisfied.

After venting his anger, Zhu Yixi also understood that it was no fault of them.

Who would have thought that a bark from South America could cure diseases?

Nor did Westerners think of it.

After all, relying on their bloodletting-based treatment plan, the effect on malaria is equivalent to nothing.

If the Indian girl hadn't healed the Westerners, this kind of sacred tree would never have been discovered.

This is not an advancement of the medical system, but an advancement of discovery.

"Those Xiyi already have a good prescription, which can effectively treat malaria."

Seeing the eyelids of this group of imperial doctors not moving, their expressions indifferent, it seems that they have already accepted the truth of death: none of the ancestors can do anything, let alone them.

The emperor directly used the provocative method: "The western barbarians are arrogant from this, saying that our doctors are far inferior to the west, and the development of thousands of years is not as good as others' hundred years."

"I am worried again and again. Maybe it is like astronomy. The people of the country are no longer as good as Xiyi, and the medical skills are also the same. Why not recruit another Xiyi..."

This was a direct blow to the job, and immediately attracted resistance from the doctors who came to see him, and they all knelt down and couldn't afford it, filled with righteous indignation.

"Your Majesty, the Western barbarians are vulgar, how can they know about malaria?"

"The royal family is honorable, and Xiyi can't be treated as a doctor..."

"All right!"

Zhu Yixi waved his hand, not bothering to pay attention to the group of pampered imperial physicians, and directly said:

"I seem to have read in an ancient book that some kind of green punt can be extracted for medicinal purposes, which has a miraculous effect on malaria."

"I can't remember the specifics, so it's up to you to practice step by step."

"I'll give you half a year. If you can't do the research, I'll let Xiyi be the imperial physician."

Zhu Yixi had a vague impression of academician Tu Youyou's medicine, but he couldn't remember the specifics. It would be good for ordinary people to remember Qingyusu.

For this kind of medical knowledge, it is necessary to rely on this group of imperial physicians to experiment.

Zhu Yixi attaches great importance to this.

The reason why Zheng He went to the Western Seas was just to see, because even if these places were captured, it would not last long, and the Ming army could be wiped out just by malaria.

(End of this chapter)