The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1497

[1497. Chapter 1422 The lintel of the light gate]

Xiao Jing cannot understand such a person, nor can he understand such a thing.

He was cut with a knife since he was a child and sent to the palace.

Therefore, for him, it is a transaction, a transaction in which a certain part of the body is exchanged for wealth.

At this moment, Liu Jian felt even more heartbroken.

It would be fine if it was just a man with white hair giving a man with black hair. Seeing his son in such a state, he couldn’t imagine how much pain he endured in the process of being riddled with wounds.

Emperor Hongzhi didn’t know how to comfort him.

No matter what, the most important thing now is to save Liu Jie.

He now remembered that he had met Liu Jie. Liu Jie was very high-spirited when he was nominated for the gold medal. At that time, this young man gave Emperor Hongzhi a vigorous vitality.

But now…

it’s so shocking.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Hongzhi would not have thought that such a person existed in the world.

The ministers around him couldn’t bear to look at Liu Jie on the couch. They couldn’t look directly at him and couldn’t help feeling ashamed.

They usually say that they are busy with official duties and busy with paperwork, but compared with Liu Jie, these words are not easy to say.

Only Ouyang Zhi had no expression on his face, with a dull look on his face.

Fang Jifan personally poured a cup of tea for Emperor Hongzhi, and then poured another cup for Liu Jian. Finally, he held another cup of tea and drank lightly. The others glanced at Fang Jifan, and their Adam’s apple could not help but roll.

Tea is addictive. If you don’t take a sip, you will always feel that it is missing a little bit of flavor.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time. Seeing that Liu Jie had not woken up, he suddenly looked around and said, “Where is the prince?”

“This…” Fang Jifan also looked around. Just now, this guy was still chattering like Xianglin’s wife. , why did he suddenly disappear?

Fang Jifan said: “Your Majesty, I didn’t see him. I think it was because of the operation. His Royal Highness was exhausted and tired, so he went to rest.”

“Oh.” Emperor Hongzhi accepted this explanation. , he only nodded, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

A while passed.

Zhu Houzhao came in excitedly and said: “The painting is done, the painting is done.”

Everyone looked up and looked at the excited Zhu Houzhao, some were surprised and some were stunned.

“…”

Zhu Houzhao held a large piece of paper in his hand and walked as fast as flying, directly in front of Emperor Hongzhi. The large paper was spread out, and what was revealed in front of everyone was a sketch of the human body, which was drawn with charcoal. There is also a perspective effect.

Zhu Houzhao once spent some time with a group of prisoners of Franji, and learned the painting skills of Franji from there.

This perspective view of the human body is very realistic, and even the names of the people are given. In order to prevent everyone from being unable to understand, the scarlet word “Liu Jie” was specially written on it with a cinnabar pen.

Zhu Houzhao pointed to the position of Liu Jie in the painting and said: “Father, look, this is the cross-section near Liu Jie’s ventricle. These densely packed places are blood vessels, here is the sternum, here is the position of the heart, and here… Father… shrapnel is walking in this area. The big ones are no more than a grain of rice, and the small ones are the same as a hair. The most difficult part of this operation is to be familiar with the structure of the human body. , know which position is unusual, feel where there are traces of shrapnel, and at the same time, be careful to avoid cutting the vital parts of the body, what does this mean…” Zhu Houzhao thought for a while, and said seriously: “It means, It was carved on tofu, and the flower buds were only the size of a hair. When Erchen opened his wound, he was startled. He was not very confident. It was impossible to remove many shrapnel with the naked eye and experience. I went to determine the location, so I could only rely on my feeling. This feeling is strange…”

Emperor Hongzhi looked down at the painting and frowned in confusion.

This painting is a mess.

It should be noted that Eastern painting is completely different from Western painting. In this era, Western painting still pays attention to realism, while Eastern painting emphasizes artistic conception, so… often a few strokes are drawn with a brush, and not a single hair is visible, but a large amount of leftovers are required. White, it gives people more room for imagination. Those who have to draw everything down to the smallest detail will fall into the inferior category.

Emperor Hongzhi saw it for the first time, and his simple reaction was, what the hell is this thing? It’s so poorly drawn.

Listening to Zhu Houzhao talking happily on the side, Emperor Hongzhi’s face tightened.

I saw other ministers stretching their necks to come closer.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that Zhu Houzhao was raising his arm and slapping him in the face.

Emperor Hongzhi had a cold look on his face and said two words from between his teeth: “Go away!”

Zhu Houzhao said: “…”

Zhu Houzhao was a little aggrieved, so he had to roll up his painting and couldn’t help muttering in a low voice: “Speak. After learning so much, I still don’t understand. Go ask other doctors. They begged me to explain it, but I haven’t explained it yet.” He

looked back at Fang Jifan and saw the old monk Fang Jifan standing still.

Zhu Houzhao lowered his voice and said, “Old Fang, you know it, right.”

“I know, I know.” Fang Jifan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhu Houzhao said, “Then tell it loudly, what do you know?”

Fang Jifan then said loudly and obediently: “Your Highness’s paintings are so good, quite like Da Vinci.”

Zhu Houzhao bared his teeth and waited for Fang Jifan angrily, wishing he could He wanted to strangle Fang Jifan to death.

But who is Leonardo da Vinci?

…………

On the side, Su Yue took Liu Jie’s pulse and listened to Zhu Houzhao’s explanation of the painting. Although he couldn’t see the painting, his ears stood up like a rabbit after listening to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s explanation. He was so mesmerized that he listened. .

He burst into tears.

Grandmaster, Grandmaster, this is really Grandmaster. The surgery was well done and the lectures were really good. If I could see Grandmaster’s paintings again, I would have learned the truth in the morning and died in the evening. Really… I am willing to die.

“Your Majesty…” At this time, Su Yue noticed the difference in pulse: “Brother Liu’s pulse has begun to become stronger.”

“Come, let me take a look.”

Zhu Houzhao was very serious about his profession and immediately stepped forward to catch him. He held Liu Jie’s hand.

Emperor Hongzhi and Liu Jian both stood up subconsciously.

“Sure enough…”

Zhu Houzhao closed his eyes and slowly felt the beating of his pulse.

Zhu Houzhao raised the corners of his lips and said: “It seems… the person survived.”

“But…” Zhu Houzhao said intently: “Because of lead poisoning, the lead is not easily excreted in the body, so he can only rest. His kidney function , the future may not be good. The body will be weak and it will take many days to recover. As for wound infection, there is no need to worry about it. With penicillin here, it should be fine for a year and a half. The effect of the anesthetic has worn off. “

It’s almost over.” Su Yue looked at the time.

Zhu Houzhao said: “He should be awake. In these days, don’t let him eat or drink. Just rely on infusion to maintain him. Don’t be afraid of abusing penicillin. Use it when it is needed. Be sure to prevent infection.”

Su Yue listened carefully and Feng Ruo Like a god, he wrote down Zhu Houzhao’s words one by one.

“Cough…”

At this moment, on the hospital bed, Liu Jie coughed.

At this moment, everyone became excited and everyone paid attention.

Fang Jifan was young and took the lead to step forward. Liu Jie was awakened by the pain. After all, the anesthetic gradually wore off.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the first person he saw, to his disbelief, was actually his master.

Suddenly… tears couldn’t stop on his tired face.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his lips were pursed, but no words came out.

Fang Jifan patted his face and said in a kind tone: “Good boy, don’t cry. Everything has passed. Look, the master is here.”

Liu Jie nodded slightly.

After years of haze, the moment the master appeared, a ray of dawn suddenly appeared on the gray sky. The dawn was like a sword, piercing the darkness of the sky, and then… it was dawn!

His eyes seemed to have some brightness.

Liu Jian got the strength from nowhere, pushed Fang Jifan away, stretched his head over, and said with tears streaming down his face: “My son, my son.”

Liu Jie blinked and looked at his father , his eyes turned into joy, he stared at his father, as if he wanted to raise his hand.

But then, he looked worried again.

When parents are here, if you don’t travel far away, you will have a way to travel.

Of course, he thought he was doing the right thing by going to Golden Continent, but when he thought about his father thousands of miles away, he couldn’t help but feel ashamed. He had left his father behind without hesitation.

“Have a good rest, have a good rest, don’t think about anything, just rest well.” Liu Jian wanted to get close, but was afraid of spending too much effort on Liu Jie. Although he was pleasantly surprised, he couldn’t help but tell him again and again.

Liu Jie nodded.

But… he seemed to want to open his mouth, so Liu Jian leaned over and pointed at Liu Jie.

Liu Jie spoke with difficulty, breathing heavily, and tried his best to whisper softly: “Father…Father…”

Liu Jian burst into tears. No matter whether he could hear clearly or not, he kept nodding.

Liu Jie continued: “Please tell the master… tell the master…”

Liu Jian’s face was startled, his expression was a little stiff, and his heart felt a little cold after hearing this.

Liu Jie continued: “Tell him that my son has not disgraced his family. His son…has not let down the teachings of his master and mentor…all the disciples of Xishan Academy…in Huangjin Continent…in Huangjin Continent, not a single one…escaped from the battle, not one of them…” People…every one of them…whether they are living or dead, they are all…all good. “

Liu Jian’s eyes were full of tears. He wanted to say something, but he held it back and then tried his best. Nodding: “I know, I know, you should cultivate yourself well, cultivate yourself well, and be good. My son, what have you eaten? No, my father is proud of you.”

Fang Jifan stood aside, He said eagerly: “What did Liu Jie say? What did he say?”

Liu Jian really didn’t want to talk to Fang Jifan at this time, so he just held Liu Jie’s hand and cried bitterly again.

In the silkworm room, there was both joy and sorrow, and a group of people were crying and laughing.

(End of chapter)