Chapter 23 Qin State’s black technology level (ask for a ticket)
"The old man owes you a big favor again!"
After taking the alchemy made by Mo Jun, after about half a day, Meng Ao woke up leisurely.
Although the breath is still a little weak, and the face is pale like recovering from a serious illness, but this is actually a good thing. Although the previous Meng Ao had a majestic momentum, his actual body was already strong and hollow, like an old tree that had been entangled in the hollow by insects, completely relying on his last breath for support.
But now Mo Jun uses the powder of [Life Crystallization] to replenish the vitality of Meng Ao, and heals part of the dark wounds. On the surface, it seems that the momentum is not as good as before, but the real situation is that a new source has been injected into a pool of stagnant water.
This is what Meng Ao feels the most deeply. After taking Mo Jun's elixir, Meng Ao can clearly feel that his internal organs, which had already withered, were rejuvenated with new vitality.
Meng Ao is not an ignorant person.
Quite the opposite.
It is precisely because he is very knowledgeable that he is more aware of the preciousness of the elixir that Mo Jun took out.
Such a 'magic medicine', even if it is described as priceless, it is not an exaggeration.
"The general treats me with great kindness, how can a mere elixir compare to it."
"Hehe~~"
Looking at Mo Jun beside the bed, Meng Ao smiled kindly, and didn't intend to continue to say some hypocritical words.
Because it doesn't make sense to say these now.
Some kindnesses in this world can be rewarded with material things, but some kindnesses have surpassed these. Of course there are quite a few ungrateful people, but the Meng clan is obviously not such a person, so Meng Ao will naturally keep in mind what happened today.
And Mo Jun's words just now were half polite and half sincere.
Talk from the heart.
At the very beginning, Mo Jun did think about saving Meng Ao from the perspective of profit?
But when it came to the last step, Mo Jun still stepped forward decisively.
It's like rushing to help Xiong Da in the last war.
Continuously calm and rational, intermittently demented above... This sentence is probably perfect for describing Mo Jun's character.
"It's a pity that I lead the army to attack Zhao this time. I probably feel ashamed of my trust in the king."
After chatting with Mo Jun for a while, Meng Ao suddenly let out a sigh of emotion, with some disappointment in his tone.
This time when Qin State attacked Zhao, there were indeed many accidents on the way.
First he was defeated on the frontal battlefield, and then encountered a rebellion in the rear. After planning to restore morale, he launched another attack on Zhao, but before he could act, Meng Ao suddenly suffered a disaster.
Now that Meng Ao has just recovered from his serious illness, even if it is confirmed that he has recovered after being diagnosed by Mo Jun and three medical practitioners, the King of Qin cannot continue to let Meng Ao, a meritorious veteran, take risks.
What's more, this war has been fought for long enough. The food and grass consumed by the 100,000 troops during this period alone is a huge burden for Qin.
So it won't be long before the order to withdraw troops from Xianyang will probably come to Tunliu.
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at the same time.
In the Xianyang Palace, the communication black eagle specially trained by the state of Qin to communicate with the front-line troops during the war. In just half a day, the news of Meng Ao's serious illness in the village had already reached Qin Wang Yingzheng's hands.
as expected.
When he saw the news that Meng Ao was dying of a serious illness recorded on the cloth, even Ying Zheng was shocked.
To know.
Although Qin established a new 'Military Merit System' after the reform of Shang Jun, a large number of talented and beautiful generals emerged. But there are only a handful of generals who can truly be called commander-in-chief.
And Meng Ao is undoubtedly one of the pillars of Qin's army today.
Of course, to be precise, the Wang family and the Meng family have always supported the orthodoxy of the royal family, or the state of Qin.
But for now, the two big families still stand on the same side as Ying Zheng.
Although Meng Wu of the Meng family is gradually emerging in the army, compared with his father Meng Ao's reputation and status in the army, it is obviously still a bit inferior.
So if something happens to Meng Ao at this time, Ying Zheng has not yet secured the throne, and there may be another earthquake.
It wasn't until he saw the news that Mo Jun rescued Meng Ao later, that Ying Zheng's nervous mood regained his composure.
"Mr. Mo, I seem to have seen this name somewhere before."
After confirming that Meng Ao was all right, Ying Zheng turned his attention to another name recorded on the cloth: "If I remember correctly, last time Meng Ao dedicated himself to the widow for saving thousands of warriors after the war." Life, the person who offered Daqin a 'new type of knife-creating medicine' seems to be the same person."
Ying Zheng tapped on the table lightly, gradually recalling the memory of Mo Jun in his mind.
Ying Zheng still has a deep impression of the name Mo Jun. After all, there are not many people who can make Meng Ao special credit for it. Another point is that there are countless people who have made various military achievements in the Qin State every year, but there are not many people with "literary achievements" like Mo Jun in a year.
"Speaking of which, the widow doesn't seem to have rewarded him..."
Ying Zheng quickly thought of another thing. The main reason why he hasn't awarded Mo Jun so far is that Ying Zheng hasn't figured out what to reward.
Ying Zheng has already sent people to experiment with the prescriptions and 'new knife-creating medicines' presented by Mr. Mo, and he is very satisfied with the results.
This alone is already a great achievement.
However, the extent of this 'great achievement' made by Mr. Mo depends on another matter.
That is whether this "new knife-creating medicine" is really as the prescription says, and it can be mass-produced with only a little discarded moldy grain.
After all, for a country, a pair of "new knife-creating medicine" that can be mass-produced and a "new knife-creating medicine" that cannot be mass-produced are completely two concepts.
If it is the former, then...
"Come here, send the order of the imperial physician."
Thinking of this, even Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and he directly asked someone to summon the imperial physician's order here.
There is no such thing as an early dynasty in Qin.
Most government affairs are submitted by officials, and then the king approves.
Sometimes when encountering some state affairs that cannot be approved, one or several officials will be summoned directly to 'hold a small meeting'.
Only when there is a real big event, the king will gather officials and "hold a meeting" in the court.
Not long.
An old man about fifty years old with gray hair came to the side hall in a hurry with a medicine box hanging.
"The imperial physician ordered Xia Wu to meet the king."
"Xia Wuqi, I ask you, what is the result of the production of the 'new knife-creating medicine'?"
"Returning to the king, the production of the 'new knife-creating medicine' has achieved initial results, but the purity of the 'new knife-creating medicine' we have developed is still slightly different from the original medicine provided by General Meng Ao. Therefore, my minister Just about to implore the king, can you let me meet the creator of this medicine in person?"
If Mo Jun heard Xia Wuqie's words, he would probably be quite surprised.
After all, even if he guessed that with the black technology of this world, it is very possible that 'penicillin' can really be produced, but he probably never thought that Daqin's speed would be so fast.
It has been less than two months since Meng Ao gave the medicine to Ying Zheng, Xia Wuqie and others have already achieved initial results.
This efficiency is simply terrible.
"Oh? That is to say, this medicine can be mass-produced and used for soldiers in the army?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and his focus was obviously not on the superb medical skills of Xia Wuqie and others.
"There should be no problem. Although it is difficult to extract the core main drug of this 'new knife-creating drug', after dozens of days and nights of research, we can also make this drug temporarily play its role by enhancing the efficacy of some side drugs. Seventy percent of the efficacy of the original medicine. But if you want to fully exert the original efficacy, you must further purify the purity of the core main medicine."
Hearing the words, Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he said: "Since this is the case, the widow knows. In addition, today you and I have a conversation, and it is not allowed to spread."
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(end of this chapter)