HLnovel Chapter 126 Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases
Chapter 126 Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases
Chapter 126 Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases
The entire main hall of Liuan was quiet, except for Ye Ru's frantic voice echoing through the hall, sending a chill down everyone's spine.
Even Han Fengxian and the others felt that Ye Ru was like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.
A moment later, Ye Ru summoned his own book palace, and eighteen words of profound meaning shone with golden light, surrounding him.
"Eighteen profound insights in concise language?"
The pupils of those Jin scholars contracted, and their expressions changed.
Normally, a young student is lucky to grasp one or two profound meanings, but this boy actually has eighteen profound meanings in his words.
"Ye, the chief scholar, is no ordinary person, but he is still lacking in some aspects."
A murderous intent flashed in Han Fengxian's eyes, and his book's core text surged forth, thirty words of profound meaning instantly surrounding it. The immense pressure directly impacted Ye Ru's book's core text.
boom!
With a muffled thud, Ye Ru felt as if he had been struck by a giant hammer. A terrifying force emanated from the book's core, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood. His body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed to the ground some distance away.
"Get out! The entire Yanhuang Kingdom is incompetent. In the future, the army of my Jin Kingdom will surely be at our gates. Today it is a state, tomorrow it will be a country! We will swallow up your Yanhuang Kingdom one by one."
Han Fengxian roared, and the Legalist pressure from within his book swept down on Ye Ru once more, making the latter's face contort in terror, and his legs almost buckling.
"Ye Ru, don't argue with him. Even if you have a semi-saint jade slip, you can't use it here. Once you use it, everyone present will be buried with you."
Just as Ye Ru was about to take out the semi-saint jade slip and prepare to fight to the death, Xiao Bai's words echoed in his ears, instantly restoring some clarity to his lost reason.
Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth, straightened his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without saying a word, walked step by step with difficulty toward the main hall of Liuan.
With each step he took, blood was smeared on the ground, forming a bloody path that was shocking to behold.
Kong Hexuan and the others looked at Ye Ru. The reason why the other party dared to be so unscrupulous was largely because Ye Ru was just a poor scholar. Killing him was no big deal. The Yanhuang Holy Academy would not condemn the Jin Kingdom for Ye Ru's death.
They are different; they are members of a family of saints, and it would be inappropriate to kill any of them.
"Chief Ye..."
Meng Qingyang and the others clenched their fists, their faces filled with grief and indignation. Although they had tried to help, they were simply not strong enough.
This is the fate of weak nations; only the State of Jin can set fires, while the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor cannot even light lamps.
Everyone fell silent as they gazed into the blood-soaked yet defiant and defiant eyes.
'He certainly has some backbone.'
Han Fengxian continued to increase the pressure from his sword, and Ye Ru could faintly hear the sound of bones cracking in his legs.
Under the watchful eyes of many, Ye Ru finally walked out of the main hall step by step.
The moment he stepped out, Ye Ru spat out another mouthful of blood, then dragged his crippled body, step by step, into the distance.
As Ye Ru gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, a deep shout filled with killing intent and boundless hatred resounded like a thunderclap throughout the hall.
"I, Ye Ru, will never forget the humiliation that the Legalists of Jin have inflicted upon me today. When I become a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination), I will surely challenge all the Jinren of Jin to a literary contest. When I become a Hanlin scholar, I will lead the iron cavalry of Yanhuang to raze your entire Jin state to the ground. I will repay this hatred tenfold, until death do us part!"
As Ye Ru walked out, a deathly silence descended, broken only by the echoing voice filled with hatred, chilling everyone to the bone.
The members of the various holy families stared at the bloody footprints and took a deep breath.
"The Legalists of Jin and Yanhuang are indeed birds of a feather, despised by gentlemen. From now on, my Confucian family will have no further dealings with the Han family."
Kong Hexuan gave Han Fengxian a cold look, then glanced at Han Lu, before turning and leaving.
"The Mohists are also one of them."
Mo Banshan left after uttering a single sentence.
"The peasants will no longer provide assistance to any of the Legalists."
Xu Ye nodded.
"Nanhua Mountain welcomes everyone, except for Legalists, of course."
Zhang Guo only said one sentence before riding away on his crane.
"Once we leave this Liuan Secret Realm, we'll have to wait for the Yin Yang School to hunt us down."
Xiao Ke stepped onto the bird's back and left, leaving behind only chilling words.
Upon hearing this, Han Lu's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Feng Xian, what should we do?"
Han Bo took a deep breath and asked.
"This little scholar wants to advance to the rank of Juren? What a fool's dream! There are many talented people in our Jin Kingdom. How could a little scholar like him possibly shake us? He really doesn't know what's good for him."
Han Fengxian didn't care, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
“I’ll go and kill him. The imperial examinations will begin in a year, so I’ll prevent him from becoming a Juren and disrupting the order.”
Han Bo swept a cold smile across his face.
"That's also an option. Cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots is in line with the principles of military strategy. Just do it discreetly and don't let the various holy families of Yanhuang Kingdom find out, or we'll be in big trouble."
Han Fengxian nodded.
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In the wilderness of Luzhou, Ye Ru sat on the ground, breathing heavily. The difference between a Tongsheng (童生) and a Jinshi (进士) degree was indeed like heaven and earth. Even possessing a fourth-rank literary treasure was probably not enough.
"Right now, I need to heal my wounds, but unfortunately there's nothing here to heal them. Reciting the classics of the saints can transform them into spiritual energy to heal my wounds. If that's the case, I can go to the Complete Library of the Four Treasuries to find the classics on medicine for all living beings to recite in order to recover from my injuries."
Ye Ru looked around and, finding no one there, began searching through the Siku Quanshu (Complete Library of the Four Treasuries):
"The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic? No, this book is too obscure. It was written by the Yellow Emperor before Confucius. I can't keep up with his thoughts yet. Maybe I can understand it when I become a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations).
Ye Ru shook his head, then began flipping through the pages again. After searching for more than ten minutes, he finally found a classic text suitable for him to recite now.
"Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases and Injuries"
With his eyes closed, Ye Ru began to recite the Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases by Zhang Zhongjing, the Sage of Medicine.
Zhang Zhongjing was a famous physician representative in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He was revered as the Sage of Medicine for his work "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases". The principles of diagnosis and treatment established in his work were the soul of physicians at that time.
Although he believed in Taoism, he took Confucius's famous saying, "Those who are born with knowledge are the highest, those who learn are next, and those who are learned and knowledgeable are next. I have long admired the arts and I wish to follow these words," as his own motto. He also set an example of a simple, unpretentious, diligent and down-to-earth academic style for future generations. Because of his dedication to medicine, although he was canonized relatively late, he was respected by other families of saints.
"The pulse is the first sign of Qi and blood. Qi and blood have varying degrees of abundance and deficiency, and the internal organs have varying degrees of imbalance. When both Qi and blood are abundant, the pulse is strong in both Yin and Yang aspects; when both Qi and blood are deficient, the pulse is weak in both Yin and Yang aspects. When Qi alone is dominant, the pulse is strong; when blood alone is dominant, the pulse is slippery..."
The devout voice echoed throughout the world. Ye Ru uttered green words, which transformed into pure vitality, constantly tempering Ye Ru's inner strength, inner palace, and internal organs. This continued for several hours, and his injuries finally recovered to about 80-90%. He then stood up and prepared to walk towards the Hall of Saints.
After taking only a few steps, a dark figure dressed in the robes of a scholar emerged from the shadows of the woods, finally appearing in front of Ye Ru. This caused the latter to pause slightly, his face instantly turning grim with murderous intent!
"Han Bo!"
"To prevent you from causing trouble during the Jin State's imperial examination a year from now..."
Hearing these words laced with murderous intent, Han Bo slightly raised his head, gave Ye Rusen a cold smile, and his inner energy suddenly erupted outwards.
"So...you should just die..."