Song Yi

Chapter 351 Rescue
Du Wenhao stood up and looked up to the sky and laughed, he thought of a solution to the problem, and the depression these days was swept away!

He picked up the stack of confessions on the table and looked at it carefully, put down the confession, stood up and walked back and forth a few times, laughed a few times, then stopped, and said to Wu Zhizhou: "You guys This method is too obvious and easily arouses suspicion. Let me tell you a prescription. You choose the medicine according to the prescription and give it to him to ensure that he will soon become a living dead person. In the memorial, you will say that he wants to take poison. Suicide, so it became like this, isn't it perfect?"

Wu Zhixian and Liu Xianwei repeatedly praised: "High! It's really too high!"

After Du Wenhao said the prescription, Wu Zhixian and Liu Xianwei remembered it carefully.

Immediately, Du Wenhao said: "Just now you said that you should submit the memorial to the imperial court as soon as possible, and this official also deeply agrees, so let's expedite the submission by [-] miles. After stamping with my official seal, you can directly submit it to the imperial palace for petition." His Majesty’s imperial approval. This matter must be known to the imperial court first. These imperial convicts will then be escorted to Beijing, so as not to be snatched away first.”

When Wu Zhizhou and Liu Xianwei heard that Du Wenhao agreed with their approach, they were very happy and nodded together.Wu Zhizhou said: "The humble official will expedite the memorial with eight hundred li immediately."

"En!" Du Wenhao took out his imperial medical seal, stamped it on the memorial, put the seal away, and looked at Wu Zhizhou with approval: "It is very important to solve this case, and the two adults have made great contributions. After I return to the capital, I will report to the emperor. It will be just around the corner to become a nobleman."

What the two wanted was this sentence. After hearing Du Wenhao's words, they were so grateful that they even felt that their eyes were a little moist. They both bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Imperial Physician."

Du Wenhao said again: "This matter is of great importance. It cannot be done to others. This official is ordered to patrol the doctor. This is the beginning. I can't return to Beijing for the time being. Wu Zhizhou is a county parent official. He didn't have a holy order, so he can't leave without authorization." Duty, but this matter is of great importance, so we can only deal with it according to our interests, and the two escorted the prisoner to Beijing in person."

Both of them were surprised and delighted, this hard work was natural, but escorting the imperial convicts to Beijing was even more meritorious, so they hurriedly bowed and saluted, and reluctantly agreed.

Du Wenhao also ordered his soldiers to patrol and arrest the armored soldiers to prevent the rebels from robbing the prison.Wu Zhizhou and Liu Xianwei patted their chests to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

Du Wenhao asked Wu Zhizhou to report the Eight Hundred Miles Memorial immediately, and asked Liu Xianwei to prepare for the escort, while he sat in the classroom in a peaceful manner, took a pen and wrote a party, handed it to the jailer, prepared the medicine and sent it to the jailer.

Soon, the decoction was ready, and Du Wenhao came to the back garden to check on Shen's son who was dying of measles.I saw him lying in the mud of the vegetable field and gasping for breath.Du Wenhao squatted down, took his small hand to check the pulse, and found that the pulse was stronger than before, he couldn't help but feel happy.

He ordered to bring the decoction just now and pour it down for the child.Still let the child lie in the vegetable field, leaving a jailer to watch, and he went back to the classroom to chat with the jailers.

These gang of jailers had never chatted with fifth grade imperial physicians before. They all opened their eyes wide with excitement and brought the best tea, but Du Wenhao didn't drink tea. Duck, a few dishes of fennel beans, call the jailers who are not on duty, and drink together to talk nonsense.When he was happy, he took the pulse of these prison guards, and was so moved that these prison guards wished to take out their hearts.

While drinking happily, the jailer who stayed to check on the child earlier came to report, saying that the child had defecated a lot, the black dirt was abnormal, and it was extremely hot and smelly.

Du Wenhao showed joy, and hurriedly led the guards to the vegetable field to check, only to see that the child was already sitting in the vegetable field, his lower body covered in feces, staring blankly at Du Wenhao, panting for breath.

All the jailers knew that the child was about to die before, but now he was able to sit on his own and regained some energy, and they were all very surprised.

Du Wenhao didn't care about the stench. He went up to check his pulse and found that the child's skin was sweaty and moist, and his temperature had dropped significantly. He couldn't help smiling: "It's done, a fate has been picked. Send the child back to the cell to give to his mother." Just keep taking the medicine."

An old jailer had been drinking a little too much just now, and he said boldly with the strength of the alcohol: "My lord doctor, the child is covered with feces and urine, do you want to wash it before sending it back?"

"Don't! His measles have sunk in, and it was brought out just now. If it encounters water, it may sink again. At that time, the gods will not be able to save him. Tell me, are you helping him or hurting him?"

The old jailer stuck out his tongue, scratched his gray head and smiled innocently.

Seeing that the child's life had been saved, Du Wenhao left the Yamen cell and returned to the Emei Inn.

Du Wenhao called Lin Qingdai into the room and closed the door.

Lin Qingdai blushed slightly, and said angrily, "What are you going to do in broad daylight?"

Du Wenhao embraced her in his arms, and after being affectionate for a while, he leaned against her face and said, "I want you to do something for me!"

"Well, what's the matter?"

Du Wenhao thought well, but when he really wanted to say it, he hesitated again, and said in a low voice, "Only you and I know about this matter, not even Yuqin and the others can talk about it!"

Lin Qingdai's smile froze, and she immediately realized what Du Wenhao was going to do, and said in a low voice, "You...you don't want me to rescue the people from the White Clothes Society, do you?"

Du Wenhao was taken aback, and hugged her tightly: "How do you know? You are so smart!"

Lin Qingdai smiled bitterly: "Ever since Shen's mother and son were arrested, you have been depressed, especially after the other members of the White Clothes Club were arrested, you don't have a smiling face. I'm not a fool, how could I not see it?"

"Then you agreed?"

Lin Qingdai smiled wryly: "I'm your woman, you can do whatever you want, how could I not agree. However, this way, I'm afraid our previous efforts will be in vain."

"No!" Du Wenhao said with a sure smile, "The memorial drafted by Wu Zhizhou and the others has already been sent to the capital in eight hundred miles. Lieutenant Liu Xian is responsible for escorting 13 people from the White Clothes Club to Beijing. Among the 13 people , Tang Zhonghuai and other four people have already rebelled against the White Clothes Club. They are too poor, so there is no need to rescue them. They only need to rescue the remaining nine people. They still have four imperial prisoners who can go to work, especially since the leader Tang Zhonghuai is still there, and the rest of the threats The imperial court won’t care too much about it.”

"Thirteen have changed to four, is it easy to do business?"

"If it's just the elm-headed Lieutenant Liu, this matter is troublesome, but Wu Zhizhou is old and cunning, and he should be able to figure out a way, such as finding someone to pay the number. For them, this kind of thing is a big deal. He's good at it. You can figure it out without turning your head."

Lin Qingdai said: "What if..., what if they couldn't figure it out, the prisoner was robbed and ran away in fear?"

"This kind of possibility is almost impossible, but," Du Wenhao spread his hands: "If the two of them really have elm heads, then they can only be blamed for their bad luck. Let's continue our medical rounds, no matter what We're on top."

"Then didn't we kill them both?"

"You still say that I am merciful, and you are even more of a good person! These two people are not good people."

Du Wenhao immediately told about Wu Zhizhou and Liu Xianwei's shirking of responsibility, and Lin Qingdai breathed a sigh of relief: "Since that's the case, then we don't have to think about them."

"Thinking about it is still necessary. The best result is that they find a way to prevaricate it, so that everyone benefits."

"When will we start?"

"They should leave tomorrow, let's go tomorrow night. Let's go to Mount Emei tomorrow. You can do this at night. When you come back before dawn, no one will find out. Be careful to attack where they have not left the border of Jiazhou. One Coming here is relatively close to the border, which is convenient for the people from the White Clothes Society to escape abroad. Secondly, they encounter a prison robbery in the border of the state, so they will have hardships that cannot be explained. They knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs, forcing them to find a way. Come on, they can think of more ways in their own territory."

"Okay!" Lin Qingdai said with a grin, "You have so many ideas."

"No way, this is also forced."

"Who said you won't be an official anymore? I think you're pretty good at all things."

"Thank you for your compliment!" Du Wenhao pretended to salute.Lin Qingdai giggled.

Early the next morning, Du Wenhao ordered to put up a notice board stating that the training was over.The healers and curious people who had gathered in front of the Emei Inn before they had time to listen to the training regretted it, sighed for a long time, and then slowly dispersed.

Wu Zhixian and Liu Xianwei came to bid farewell, and reported that the memorial had been rushed to the capital for [-] miles the night before, and it was directly submitted to the emperor for approval. The preparations for the escort were ready, and a large carriage was prepared for Su Cheng to avoid further aggravate his injury.Prepare to escort the prisoner to Beijing.

Du Wenhao expressed his appreciation to the two.He talked about his plan to go on a medical tour in the next step, and planned to go to Mount Emei for fun, and then left Jiazhou to continue his medical tour.Wu Zhizhou accused Du Wenhao again and again, saying that he could not do it for Du Wenhao himself, and had to arrange for the yamen staff to see him off. Du Wenhao refused with a smile.

Du Wenhao inspected the prisoner escort team and checked the condition of Shen's son.With tears of gratitude, Shen kowtowed repeatedly with the shackles on.He said that after taking the medicine at night, his son had two stools and was sweating all over. The fever has basically subsided, and he has regained his consciousness.

After Du Wenhao's follow-up visit, he found that the child was indeed out of danger. He gave instructions on medication and dietary precautions, and then checked Su Cheng's cart. Su Cheng was also very grateful.

After Wu Zhizhou and the others escorted the prisoners away, Du Wenhao also brought Pang Yuqin and other women and Li Pu and other guards to Baoguo Temple at the foot of Mount Emei.

Lin Qingdai said that she was very tired these days and wanted to rest early, so she went back to bed as soon as it got dark.

Du Wenhao dragged the abbot to the Pagoda Forest of Baoguo Temple and asked him to tell the stories of the eminent monks of the past dynasties in the Pagoda Forest of Baoguo Temple.After it was over, he said that he admired these eminent monks very much and wanted to meditate in Tallinn alone for a while.

Master Abbot was full of praise for Du Wenhao's performance, so he said goodbye and went back to meditate.Li Pu and other guards scattered around to guard.Du Wenhao was the only one left in the Tallinn.

Du Wenhao walked around the tower forest for a few times, only the dim night, the quiet tower forest covered by pines and cypresses, cold and dark, making people shudder.However, Du Wenhao, who studies forensic medicine, is not afraid of the dead, let alone the Pagoda where the bones of ancient eminent monks are buried.

He turned around a few times and saw that there was no one else, so he dodged to the stone pagoda Su Cheng had mentioned, counted to the green brick hiding the sheepskin scroll, took out his dagger and carefully pried out the green brick, it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly , I reached in and touched it, and sure enough there was something soft like sheepskin. I was overjoyed and took it out. Under the dim moonlight, I couldn’t see what was written on it. Inside, I stretched out my hand to feel it again, and I was sure that there was nothing inside, so I stuffed the blue brick back.

Du Wenhao returned to his monastery, closed the door, and took out the scroll from his arms. It was indeed a piece of sheepskin, so thin that it could almost see through light.Unfolded, it was about half the size of a newspaper.There was indeed a mud shoe print on the sheepskin. It seemed that when Ye Zhao kicked Su Cheng, he happened to be holding the sheepskin to look at it, so he kicked on the sheepskin.

Looking closely at the things written on the sheepskin, Du Wenhao was dumbfounded. There were both front and back, densely packed with incomprehensible twisted characters, neither like seal script nor like oracle bone inscriptions, I don't know any of them.

Is this the ancient medical book?Du Wenhao smiled wryly, it was indeed ancient enough, to the point where he didn't even know a single word.

Du Wenhao was very curious about what was written in this ancient medical book, and remembered that the abbot of Baoguo Temple seemed quite educated, so why not ask him.

Du Wenhao found a piece of glutinous rice paper, covered it, copied a few lines of the words on the parchment, and then came to the Zen room of the abbot of Baoguo Temple.

The old abbot was meditating with his eyes closed, when he heard the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Du Wenhao, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

Du Wenhao said: "Master, I'm really sorry for disturbing you late at night."

"Mr. Du's words are serious, but it's okay to say something."

Du Wenhao handed over the piece of glutinous rice paper written on it: "These characters are really weird. I don't know what they are. Master is well-informed, do you agree?"

The old abbot took it, read it carefully, and said with a smile, "Hehe, this is Sanskrit."

"Ah? Sanskrit? What is it written in, does the master recognize it?"

The old abbot shook his head and said: "I don't know Sanskrit either, but if it's other Sanskrit, I can only stare blankly, but I can understand these Sanskrit scripts."

Du Wenhao couldn't understand, and looked at the old abbot suspiciously.

The old abbot smiled and asked him to sit and wait on the futon next to him, walked to the bookshelf on the side of the Zen room, stepped on his feet and took a bookcase from the top shelf, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and walked back with it in his hands. Sitting cross-legged, he opened the bookcase, took out the top one, opened it, looked at it, pointed to one line, and handed it to Du Wenhao: "Please read it, Donor Du."

Du Wenhao accepted it suspiciously, looked at the place the old abbot pointed to just now, and gasped: "This..., these words are quite similar to the words on my glutinous rice paper."

"Well, the benefactor will compare them one by one."

Du Wenhao took his own glutinous rice paper and put it on the line of characters. The font direction is exactly the same, but the words on the book are stereotyped, while the words on his own glutinous rice paper are handwritten.The original is also handwritten.

Du Wenhao turned over the cover of the book, it was also written in Sanskrit, but he still couldn't understand, he looked at the old abbot suspiciously: "This book is...?"

"This book is the Buddhist classic "Infinite Life Sutra" in Sanskrit. I once participated in a Dharma meeting and met a master from Tianzhu. He presented this set of Buddhist classics in Sanskrit to me. I don't know Sanskrit. But this book comes to a Buddhist holy place, and it is the original text of the Buddhist scriptures. When I touch the scriptures with my hands, I can feel much calmer. Therefore, whenever the old monk can’t meditate on the Buddha, he will take out one by one and read them word by word. Although he can’t understand , but using this method can allow one's own thoughts to communicate with the Buddha, and every time you read it, your mood will calm down. After a long time, you will become familiar with these Sanskrit words."

Du Wenhao was very surprised: "You mean, the line I wrote is the Sanskrit text of the Buddhist scripture "Infinite Life Sutra"?"

"Yes." The old abbot smiled while twirling his white beard.

Du Wenhao asked again: "Are you sure, this is not a medical book?"

"Hehe, this word is exactly the same as the Sanskrit text of the "Infinite Life Sutra". Donor, tell me, is this a medical book or a scripture?"

In fact, Du Wenhao also knew that he was stupid to ask this question, he laughed dryly, crumpled the glutinous rice paper into a ball, left, and rushed back to his meditation room angrily.

He closed the door with a bang, took out the sheepskin from his arms, and threw the glutinous rice paper on the ground: "Damn it, you dare to entertain me! Damn!"

He stomped on the sheepskin a few times, walked to the table, picked up a cup of herbal tea and drank it down.

After drinking a cup of herbal tea, his anger calmed down a little. Su Cheng is too treacherous. In order to let him release his family, he even used this ordinary scripture written on sheepskin to lie to himself that it was an ancient medical book. Knowing Sanskrit, he exchanged his curiosity for the freedom of his family.I was actually played by him.

Du Wenhao hated such playful people the most. Originally, Su Cheng was listed as Du Wenhao's rescue scope. This incident gave him an impulse to tell Lin Qingdai not to save him. Unfortunately, Lin Qingdai already left.There is no way to notify her.

Du Wenhao sat on the stool, staring at the roll of sheepskin on the ground, suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what went wrong.I got up and poured a cup of tea, sipping it slowly, thinking in my heart.

Why did Su Cheng hold on to himself nervously when he said he didn't want this baby at the time, insisting on keeping the parchment for himself?At that time, he had promised to release his family members, so he agreed to hand over the things to his family members, wouldn't it be perfect?Is it because you are worried that you are posturing?
Du Wenhao went to the sheepskin scroll and squatted down, picked up the sheepskin, and continued to think in his head. This sheepskin scroll was hidden in the pagoda forest of Baoguo Temple by Su Cheng when he went down to Mount Emei. The sheepskin of the scriptures, why did he bother to hide it in such a hidden place?

At that time, the fact that he joined the White Clothes Society hadn't been revealed yet, and he didn't even know that he, an imperial doctor, had come to Jiazhou and saved his life. It was also impossible to know that Tang Zhonghuai would rebel and be arrested for confessing to them.Therefore, it is impossible to set up this scam in advance, and exchange a useless parchment in exchange for the safety of the family.

In this way, this sheepskin should be a treasure, at least in Su Cheng's eyes.It has a value worthy of him in exchange for the lives of his family members.

What exactly is this value?
(End of this chapter)