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Chapter 1098 Return it to its original appearance
Autumn is the best time to take supplements, this is what a certain great man said.

"I'm just greedy." Xia Yan said seriously outside the kitchen.

Swish!
There was the sound of vegetables being put into the frying pan, followed by a bang and flames rising.

The aroma came out, Xia Yan sniffed, "Kidney, this is stir-fried three tender, most suitable for my teeth."

Sun Chonglou muttered, "Who said that the young master was greedy just now?"

Hu Zongxian snickered, and Xu Wei coughed dryly, "This dish goes well with rice."

"Good-for-nothing!" Xia Yan sneered.

There is a source for this statement. On the third day after the court meeting ended, Jiang Qingzhi was attacked outside and someone threw a bag at him.

The guards reacted quickly, and Mo Zhan chopped the attacking object to pieces with one strike of his sword.

That’s right, it exploded.

The guards who were bombed in the rice field were covered in it.

Jiang Qingzhi was fine, but Xu Wei suffered a lot. After the guards came back, they skipped lunch. But Xu Wei took a bath, changed his clothes, and ate and drank without changing his expression. Xia Yan called him a drunkard.

"People eat and poop, it's dirty, but you won't get sick if you eat it." Xu Wei repeated Mr. Jiang's catchphrase.

"It's time to eat!"

While the two were arguing, Sun Chonglou rushed in to serve the dishes, the first of which was stir-fried three tender dishes.

"It smells so good!"

"Is breakfast this sumptuous?"

Who is this?
Everyone turned around, and King Jing smiled and bowed, "I left early this morning, so I didn't have any food."

Jiang Qingzhi came out, wiping his hands. "You came so early in the morning, are you here to study?"

Speaking of which, since the Northern Expedition, the two princes' studies have ended.

King Jing said with a smile: "My father asked me to ask my uncle, have my third brother and I finished our lessons?"

Jiang Qingzhi untied his apron and said, "The learning from books has come to an end, but the lessons outside of books are just beginning."

"Travel thousands of miles?" When King Jing saw the braised lamb chops, he would have been dazzled in the past, but today he just glanced at it.

"It's practice." Jiang Qingzhi knew that this guy must have something to do, and it was not a small matter: "There is a saying in the School of Mind that knowledge and action are one. Let's change it. The same is true in academic studies. Once you know something, you have to practice it."

"Then I will follow my uncle from now on." King Jing bowed with a smile, as if he would live in the uncle's mansion from now on and eat and drink for free.

Jiang Qingzhi was stunned, thinking, could there be some result in the palace?
Nowadays, he mostly eats in the backyard. While he is eating, someone comes to report, "King Jing and Shitou are fighting over the food."

Tsk!
Jiang Qingzhi felt a little toothache, "Did this guy let himself go?"

Li Tian drank some soy milk, which was sweet and satisfying. "Maybe he is going to marry a wife."

Speaking of this, Jiang Qingzhi had an even bigger headache. Thinking that there would be a bunch of women waiting for him to review one by one in the future, Jiang Qingzhi turned his grief into appetite and ate three meat patties in one meal, leaving his wife dumbfounded.

"My spleen and stomach are getting better and better." Jiang Qingzhi rubbed his stomach and didn't feel bloated.

"Husband, why don't you ask the imperial physician to take a look?" Li Tian felt that something was wrong with her man recently.

"Why should I see the imperial physician for no reason?" Jiang Qing had a fear of doctors in his previous life, and this tradition continued after he came to the Ming Dynasty.

He was not afraid of death, but of being half dead and the side effects of the drugs.

"Let's just take a look!" Li Tian winked, and the nurse held the young master and hummed beside him, "You can tell at a glance that the young master is blessed. His parents love him, and he's handsome. In the future, you and your wife can just look forward to having many children and grandchildren!"

To have a large family, the prerequisite is that you can live to that age.

"Forget it." This woman has caught my weak spot... Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "Then let's see!"

Xin'an Lane invited the imperial physician to treat Chang Wei Bo. Upon hearing the news, the Imperial Hospital did not dare to neglect it. It notified the governor and sent the best imperial physician.

Three imperial doctors came at once. Prince Jing, who was talking to Xu Wei in the front yard, asked, "Who is sick?"

He was familiar with the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and the imperial doctor whispered, "It is said to be Long Wilbur."

"Huh?" King Jing thought that his uncle was still lively and energetic cooking in the morning!

Xu Wei coughed dryly, "My Lord will be fine, but Your Highness will have some troubles in the future."

"What trouble?" asked King Jing.

"Since Your Highness has withdrawn, you will avoid that vortex. But how can you avoid becoming a vassal?" Xu Wei looked at King Jing with a smile, "I bet that Your Highness definitely does not want to become a vassal."

King Jing sighed, "If I have to be a vassal, I will go to sea and never come back."

"Go to sea?"

"Ok!"

"If we go out to sea... there are countless islands overseas. Your Highness, are you going to find an island to live as a savage?" The venomous tongue opened again, "But Your Highness is so noble, I'm afraid you won't be able to live like that."

"My cousin said there is a big island overseas, bigger than Ming Dynasty, and there are some strange animals on it, carrying some kind of bags..."

……

"The kangaroo mother has a pouch, and in the pouch is a baby, and baby and mother love each other very much..."

The eldest young master cried. When the imperial doctors saw Jiang Qing, the young master was coaxing the child and singing a song they had never heard before.

"May I ask what is wrong with you, Lord?"

Several imperial doctors noticed that Jiang Qingzhi looked normal and there was nothing wrong with him. After exchanging glances, they all panicked.

The four magic weapons of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation have become useless now, which shows that this disease is very difficult to treat.

"Just take a look." Jiang Qingzhi sat down with the child in his arms, let the child sit on his lap, held him in one hand, and stretched out his left hand to place it on the table.

"Then... let's take a look!"

Several imperial doctors took turns to feel the patient's pulse, and then went out to discuss the matter. This was the Ming Dynasty version of an expert consultation.

After a while, an imperial physician came in and said solemnly: "From the pulse, Master's blood and qi are stronger than before, but there is still something wrong with his lungs..."

"I no longer ponder the issues in my heart. I just live with them."

Humans have been sick since they were in the womb, with major and minor illnesses all the time, and everyone lives with illness. Some people can live to be a hundred years old with illness and nothing happens to them. Some people die at a young age.

This is fate.

Jiang Qingzhi felt that he had seen through it all and was very detached.

The diagnosis and treatment were completed and the results were very good.

"My Lord, if you continue to take care of yourself like this, you might live longer than ordinary people," said the imperial physician.

Li Tian felt relieved, and Jiang Qingzhi smiled, "Is there any explanation for this?"

The imperial physician said, "We have been practicing medicine for many years and have seen many different cases. The Imperial Hospital has a consensus that if a person has been suffering from minor illnesses since childhood, he or she will not get a serious illness and will live longer. If a person has never been sick, once he or she gets sick, it will be the most difficult to cure."

Jiang Qingzhi seemed to be thinking about something. In later generations, there was a concept called immunity. Frequent minor illnesses were also a kind of training for immunity.

"Are you relieved now?" Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile, "I don't know what you are afraid of."

Li Tian looked at him and said, "I just want to grow old with my husband."

Jiang Qingzhi's eyes were gentle, and he held his wife's hand, "I will."

Arriving at the front yard, Jiang Qingzhi went to the study first.

"My Lord, King Jing said there is something." Sun Bu Tong reported.

"Let him wait."

Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand, and after Sun Bu Tong left, he closed his eyes.

The big tripod in my mind was slowly turning, and the purple color became more and more intense in the copper-green area.

"Master Ding, the trip to the south has broken a corner of the Confucian ice. The benefits to the Ming Dynasty are self-evident. Why not move the country?"

Since the Northern Expedition began, the rewards from the big tripod have become increasingly irregular.

In the past, when something happened, Da Ding would immediately give out corresponding rewards based on its benefits to the country. However, the Northern Expedition was the final summary.

Jiang Qingzhi even suspected that there was something wrong with the system.

The big tripod was turning slowly, and there seemed to be something extra in the space around it. Jiang Qingzhi looked carefully but found nothing.

"Is the system down?" Jiang Qingzhi said, "Master Ding, how about you try to put pressure on me?"

He was testing and joking.

boom!
There was a sudden shock in my mind.

The cauldron actually shook a little, as if someone was stomping his feet.

What the hell!

Jiang Qingzhi covered his head and felt a splitting headache.

He saw children holding books and reciting with their heads shaking.

——Isn’t it a pleasure to learn and practice it from time to time?

——When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.

The child's voice was clear, and the teacher stood with his hands behind his back and said, "After ten years of hard study, you should make progress in both literature and martial arts!"

"Yes!" the children answered in unison.

"Studying is not just about studying hard. Confucianism has six arts: rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. Rites can correct people's minds, music can cultivate people's minds, archery and charioteering can strengthen the body and defend against foreign enemies. Calligraphy is the way of nature, and mathematics is the way of heaven..."

The teacher said in a loud voice, "The six arts of Confucianism cannot be neglected. Do you remember this?"

"Disciple, please remember this."

The children responded loudly.

The scene changed, and Jiang Qingzhi saw these children learning etiquette, learning music, galloping on horses, drawing bows and shooting arrows on horseback... They were driving carriages, singing loudly in the fields, they were writing furiously, making plans, and...

growing up!

This is the true Confucianism!

Jiang Qingzhi was shocked.

"Today's Confucianism has gone astray!"

boom!
The cauldron shook violently, then returned to calm.

Jiang Qingzhi understood.

“Confucianism should not die!”

A message suddenly came from Da Ding, which was very vague.

As if it was approval.

As if relieved.

"Confucianism has existed for thousands of years, and there must be a reason for its existence. My trip to the south suppressed Confucianism too much. Now many people are questioning Confucianism, saying that Confucianism has taught a group of selfish hypocrites..."

If this continues, the faster the Ming Dynasty moves toward the world, the greater the possibility that Confucianism will be abandoned by the world.

"What about that?"

(End of this chapter)