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Chapter 740: The Qing Nang Book is published

In front of the camera

"Don't let future generations know where I am buried, for fear that someone might dig it up!"

On the bed, Cao Cao, who was barely breathing, had just finished speaking when his voice suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly widened. The ministers kneeling around him were all horrified, and many of them rushed to shout "Doctor, doctor!"

The doctor rushed forward, but before he could take Cao Cao's pulse, his head tilted and he died.

"The king has passed away." The ministers cried until they were hoarse and could no longer sob.

The officials of Ji Han outside the camera all looked calm. It can be said that Cao Cao's death in the novel was mostly due to Cao Cao's own reasons.

On the contrary, Hua Tuo's death made people feel a little sad, especially after the Qing Nang Book left by Hua Tuo was accidentally burned, everyone present sighed.

Zhang Fei sighed, "What a pity! It would be great if the Qing Nang Book could be kept!"

"Third Uncle." Liu Chan came closer to Zhang Fei.

"Hello, nephew? What's the matter?" Zhang Fei half squatted down.

"The Qing Nang Book is a summary of Hua Tuo's medical skills throughout his life, right?"

"Yes."

Seeing Zhang Fei nod, Liu Chan lowered his voice and continued: "Hua Tuo here is dead, but the imperial physician of the Han Dynasty is alive and well. It would be better if the imperial physician wrote a Qing Nang book."

"Hahaha, my dear nephew, what you said hits the nail on the head." Zhang Fei laughed. He was not surprised by Liu Chan's answer.

When Liu Chan saw Zhang Fei laugh, he also laughed. He was glad that he could help his uncle.

夜

The cold wind made the windows rattle. Just as Liu Bei was about to close the window, there was a sudden knock on the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Jian Yong carrying a box of beer and Zhang Fei carrying roast duck and roast goose.

"Third brother, Xianhe, what are you doing?"

"Hey, brother, we brothers haven't gotten together for a long time. I just want to have a drink and chat with you." Zhang Fei smiled at Liu Bei.

Jian Yong glanced at Zhang Fei and said, "Xuan De, this Zhang San is right this time."

Liu Bei invited Jian Yong and Zhang Fei into the house. The three of them sat around a square table. Looking at the young faces of Zhang Fei and Jian Yong, Liu Bei's thoughts were pulled back to a long time ago. "Thinking back to the time when you and I were hanging around in Zhuo County, making a living by selling horses and making friends with heroes, it always feels like it happened just yesterday. I didn't expect that more than 30 years have passed."

"Yes, when I was a child, I didn't have such lofty ambitions as Xuande. Who would have thought that the carriage with feathered canopy that the children in the village were clamoring for would come true thirty years later?"

"What's so strange about this? Don't even mention the carriage with feathers and covers. Even if Big Brother talks about becoming an immortal, I believe he can do it!"

"You black bastard, can't you tell that I'm praising Xuande?"

"so what?"

Looking at Jian Yong and Zhang Fei bickering with each other, Liu Bei's lips curled up into a smile, and all the memories of his time in Zhuo County emerged before his eyes.

He followed his heart and chose the same action as before. He said, "Okay, okay, let's drink."

Speaking of drinking, Jian Yong looked at Zhang Fei provocatively, "Zhang San, didn't you quit drinking? Do you dare to break the vow?"

"Quit drinking? The reason for quitting drinking is to avoid getting in the way of work due to drinking, and to set an example for the younger generation. There is no one else around us now, only brothers. Drinking with brothers doesn't count as breaking the vow!"

"Okay, okay, today I want to see how much you, Zhang Yide, can drink!" "Come on!"

The two looked at each other and laughed. They raised their beers towards Liu Bei, "Brother/Xuan De! Raise your beer!"

"Raise your glass!" Liu Bei clinked glasses with the two men with a smile.

After three rounds of wine and five kinds of dishes, the three of them were a little tipsy. During this time, Zhang Fei praised Liu Chan and repeatedly said, "It is a blessing to have such a good nephew."

Jian Yong also laughed and said, "How can a tiger father have a dog son?"

"By the way, big brother, you have to keep the Qing Nang Book in mind."

"Don't worry, Third Brother. Once the Imperial Physician has completed the Qing Nang Book, I will personally hand it over to Director Zhen."

"Zhang San, your worry is unnecessary. Xuande has always been strict. Come on, drink some wine. I will definitely get you drunk today!"

"Drink, drink"

Early the next morning, Zhen De stopped in front of Liu Bei's house and asked, "Huh? Why is Brother Liu's window not closed?"

Zhen De subconsciously looked towards Liu Bei's window, and through the gap in the window, he saw the mess in the room.

The three big men were extremely drunk and were sleeping on the same bed in a staggered manner.

Zhen De immediately thought of the noisy singing and dancing next door last night. Well, it turned out that the three brothers were drinking and chatting happily, and slept together last night.

I don’t know what happened to the big man now.

Zhen De took out his cell phone to check the time and thought: It's still early, I'll ask Brother Liu when he wakes up.

Ok?
Phone? Black Cat's?

big man
"Your Majesty, this is a book that I have written based on my experiences for most of my life. It is called the Qing Nang Book. It records all my medical skills. Today, I will entrust the original copy to Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will pass it on to the immortal on my behalf."

"Don't worry, Imperial Physician, I will definitely send your medical skills to the fairyland!"

Liu Bei took the Qing Nang Book with a solemn look on his face. It would benefit the world and the people if the Qing Nang Book could be seen again after 1,800 years. The medical level of the Han Dynasty was far inferior to that of the fairyland, but he believed that with Hua Tuo's talent and knowledge, if not bringing earth-shaking changes to the future medical community, at least it could give doctors 1,800 years later some new ideas.

Liu Bei took the Qing Nang Book and bowed to Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo was so shocked that he quickly supported Liu Bei and said in a lost voice: "Your Majesty, this is not allowed. How can I bear your bow? Please stand up quickly!"

"Imperial Physician, no, Divine Doctor Hua, you have trained many doctors for the Han Dynasty, you deserve my respect!"

Hua Tuo couldn't persuade Liu Bei, so he had to accept Liu Bei's greeting.

When some are happy, others are sad. As the Kushan king, Potiao was frowning and even had no interest in his favorite Chinese food.

The promotion of Confucianism was disadvantageous for one thing, and the second was that he was obstructed in his request to the Emperor of the Han Dynasty to enthrone him as king.

He knew very well that the unfavorable results in promoting Confucianism could not be blamed on Ma Su and Yang Hong. Without Ma Su and Yang Hong's wandering around and wholehearted help, the promotion of Confucianism would have been stillborn.

"Your Majesty! Ma Su and Yang Hong are not really for the Kushans. They just want to drink their blood and eat their flesh! Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Faced with the advice of ministers one after another, Bo Diao naturally did not side with Ma Su and Yang Hong. Instead, he looked very embarrassed and played Tai Chi with a group of ministers. On the surface, he wanted to restrict Ma Su and Yang Hong, but in fact, he were just making some insignificant obstructions.

Give up on the first day and continue on the second day.

Bo Diao sighed, "Alas, Prime Minister Ma is right. Without military power, you are restricted in everything you do."

(End of this chapter)