Li Longji narrowed his eyes. He realized that he had found a new way of thinking.
That's right. If the local officials can do that, why can't you do it?
I don't expect you to always take out good farming tools like Brother Yi. I don't expect you to save the dying and heal the injured. I don't need you to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, frying, cooking, etc.
I just need you to bring the people under your rule to find a way to survive. The people don't understand the reason, but don't you know?
At the same time, Li Longji had a feeling. He couldn't describe it, but …
"Uncle's words make people bold," Empress Wang said.
"Mencius said that there is a righteous spirit. There is also a poem that says: Heaven and earth have righteous spirit, and the chaos is manifold. Below are rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is righteous, and it fills the firmament. The emperor's road is clean, and he spits out the court. "
Li Yi knew what his sister-in-law meant. He copied a few lines of Wen Tianxiang's poem.
Positive energy was righteous spirit. It had to be promoted and followed the theme closely. Otherwise …
"Heaven and earth have righteous spirit." Li Longji cooperated and praised.
"Uncle, there seems to be more." Empress Wang felt that it was not enough. This was clearly a five-word poem. Why were there only eight lines?
"I can't remember. I didn't copy well." Li Yi admitted his mistake. He couldn't write anymore. The latter part involved the An Lushan Rebellion.
"Uncle, you killed them too early. You should remember clearly before killing them and burying them." Empress Wang smiled and teased.
"I will ask clearly next time." Li Yi promised.
Li Longji was in a good mood. Every time he met Brother Yi, he would gain something.
If it was another official, even if it was just a suggestion, he would be promoted.
It was not easy to think of a solution. The official had to understand it before he could submit a report.
If it was Brother Yi, he could ask Brother Yi anytime, anywhere, and Brother Yi would give him a solution.
Should he tie up the people from the Political Affairs Hall and drag them out …
Li Longji compared others to Li Yi. He wanted to kill them.
At this moment, Pei Yaoqing entered.
"Yi, Yi … In the blink of an eye, I have dealt with everything over there. Li Dongzhu, aren't you going to take a look?"
Pei Yaoqing thought that Li Yi was the only one eating, but …
"Many thanks to Pei Ming Residence. I originally wanted to eat with Pei Ming Residence, but Third Brother and Sister-in-law wanted to accompany me."
Li Yi quickly explained why he didn't wait for Pei Yaoqing to eat together. Pei Yaoqing was helping to attract tourists, so it wasn't good for him to eat first.
"Li Dongzhu, you're worrying too much. I really didn't have any appetite just now. I only felt hungry after I was done." What else could Pei Yaoqing say?
"How about I stir-fry a dish for Ming Residence?" Li Yi expressed his apologies.
"No, no, no. The food in the canteen is delicious." Pei Yaoqing firmly refused. His Majesty and the Empress eat the canteen food. If you cook for me, do you think I'm not dying fast enough?
Turning around, he went to look for a plate to scoop the rice.
There were no lattice plates for breakfast. They were all flat plates.
They needed to be filled with porridge, soup, milk, and then filled with steamed buns, fried dough sticks, buns, and so on.
There were ceramic plates for side dishes. Zhuangzi didn't lack ceramic utensils. Even if the porcelain didn't look very beautiful, it was still porcelain.
Pei Yaoqing scooped oyster and winter melon porridge. There were small yellow rice inside.
Then he took a tray of eight small steamed buns stuffed with pork and scallion.
There was a fried egg with sugar, a plate of garlic eggplant, and a plate of tofu mixed with shallots. There was meat sauce on top of the tofu.
These were enough. If there weren't enough side dishes, he would get more.
Then he brought the food over and sat at the square table next to him. He said, "Every time I go to Li Dongzhu's Zhuangzi Canteen to eat, it's hard to choose. There are too many dishes."
"There are many people." Li Yi gave a humble explanation. The more people there were, the more dishes there were. In reality, it had nothing to do with that.
From a psychological point of view, the more things there were to choose from, the happier one would be when choosing. They would always feel that they had chosen the best.
If there were only millet porridge, steamed buns, and fermented bean curd, they would feel helpless when eating.
A single food gave people the feeling that they were passive, but people liked to take the initiative.
Pei Yaoqing glanced at Li Longji and asked softly, "I heard that Zhuya Fuguo and his father, Zhuya Jinshan, came to see a doctor?"
"There's only one patient, Zhuya Jinshan. It's a low infectious pneumonia. He'll be fine in a few days." Li Yi gave the answer.
"That's because he met you. Otherwise …" Pei Yaoqing didn't say anything else. He knew about the old man's condition.
The advice given by the Imperial Medical Department was … to prepare for his funeral.
If it was too late, there would be no time to treat him. If they prescribed offensive drugs, he would be gone if they weren't careful. No one dared to.
If it were their own family members, they might have prescribed a bunch of life-threatening drugs. If they drank it, they would either live or die.
Every imperial physician had a last resort when it came to treating illnesses, and some people were really saved.
Li Yi understood this. Chinese medicine treated terminal illnesses. If they gritted their teeth and gave prescriptions, they could indeed bring the dead back to life. However, the probability was relatively low.
What was even more difficult was that it was not easy to find such a Chinese medicine doctor. If they were not careful, they might be cheated by a quack.
"How is it now?" Pei Yaoqing was concerned. If he or his family members had the same illness, he had to know, right?
"He's still feverish. At night, his body functions decline. In the morning, he will find that his body temperature has risen. When he eats, his body temperature will drop again in the afternoon."
Li Yi explained the rules of the battle between the human body's metabolism and the virus.
Pei Yaoqing nodded and asked, "How long will the fever last? Will it be uncomfortable? "
"If there's inflammation, he will generally have a fever. The discomfort is mainly reflected in breathing difficulties and pain. The antibiotic I gave him is penicillin. It doesn't stimulate the gastrointestinal tract that much.
Tonight, I'm going to give him oxygen to let him have a good sleep. Yesterday, his body functions and will were fighting, so oxygen was useless.
If it was a child, oxygen would have been used yesterday. At the same time, more analgesics will be given. Because the child's metabolism is fast, as long as he is supplemented with protein and vitamins, the child will be able to survive very quickly. "
Li Yi explained his understanding of the illness and judgment of the medicine. Why did he do that?
Pei Yaoqing didn't understand. Anyway, he knew that everything was under Li Yi's control.
The key was that he felt especially at ease listening to Li Yi's words.
That kind of words that he didn't understand conveyed absolute confidence.
"Li Dongzhu, someone in my family has a toothache. It's not swollen, but it hurts when he goes out for a walk, especially when he inhales." Pei Yaoqing decided to ask.
Li Yi looked at him and was really speechless. I haven't even seen the person, and you're asking me this. Do I know how much information is in your words? Are you hiding something?
"Put on a mask, then use warm water when brushing your teeth and drinking water. Drink warm water. It's best to use warm salt water when you rinse your mouth. "
Li Yi had no choice but to give a treatment plan that wouldn't cause any misdiagnosis.
Pei Yaoqing very seriously went to find a charcoal stick and a piece of paper beside him to write it down.
Li Yi looked a little scared. He was afraid that the other party would come over and ask him to sign, put his fingerprint, or something.
If something happened, would it be used as evidence?
Fortunately, Pei Yaoqing didn't plan to do that. After writing it down, he put it in his sleeve.
Li Yi tilted his head and pondered. "Would it be better if you sewed an inner pocket? Also, add two pockets below the waist of the robe. When the wind is strong, it can help to press the robe."
"Uncle, what do you mean?" Empress Wang was the most curious about new things.
"Add a few more pockets. Otherwise, put it in the sleeve pockets. The arm will bear the weight." Li Yi said.
People nowadays stuffed things into their sleeves whenever they had something. In fact, there was a pocket there.
No matter if it was flat on the arm or along the arm, the weight would be on the arm and shoulders. If a copper coin was placed, the sleeve would fall down.
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