Chapter 186 Hewu Seventh Courtyard

Hua Tuo?

Liu Xian's son, as the prince of a prince, had heard about the recent "blood transfusion" controversy caused by Hua Tuo.

But now, when the people close to him are really dying, he doesn't care much anymore.

"If this is the case, please ask Marquis Shen to lead the way!"

After transporting Liu Xian to Xinglin Hospital, Hua Tuo decided to give Liu Xian a blood transfusion without saying anything.

Because Cao Pi had obtained Liu Xian's blood before, it saved the time of matching Liu Xian's blood type. Half an hour after Liu Xian was transported to Xinglin Yuan, Liu Xian's condition had stabilized.

When Hua Tuo met Liu Xian's son, he also made it clear that Liu Xian was treated through blood transfusion.

And this news was invisibly added to the flames, and soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of Xuchang.

Now, something interesting happens.

Liu Xian was transfused with someone else's blood, so is his bloodline still the Liu clan's vassal king?

If so, there will be a clear boundary between blood and blood, and the families who reacted fiercely before will be dealt with.

If not...then who can dethrone Liu Xian's title of King of the East China Sea?

You must know that because of the special nature of the Donghai King lineage, the emperors of the Eastern Han Dynasty throughout the Eastern Han Dynasty respected the Donghai King lineage very much and never dared to easily reprimand this vassal king who had an unusually respected status.

Furthermore, because the King of the East China Sea only passed down to the sixth generation, and the Emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty had already passed down to the thirteenth generation, even excluding some of his peers, Liu Xian's seniority was high enough for Liu Xie to call him "Uncle Imperial Ancestor".

With such a high seniority, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, where filial piety was valued, if Liu Xie really dared to abolish the title of King of Donghai, Liu Xie would definitely be stabbed in the back.

Therefore, He Yan did not give Liu Xie a way out in this matter.

No matter how reluctant he was, Liu Xie could only stand up and pinch his nose to help clarify the "blood transfusion" and explain the difference between blood and blood from an official perspective.

but……

Bloodline and blood, in this era that is already ambiguous, how can it be clarified by a few edicts from the emperor?

Moreover, the Han Dynasty had never conducted in-depth research on blood. Once Liu Xie "clarified" the difference between blood and blood, but could not explain it, what about the Han Dynasty's "destiny" and "Liu's bloodline"?

Doubt will naturally turn into a seed and be buried in everyone's psychology.

When there is doubt, people will think, and this... is the first handful of loess that buries Liu's bloodline!

The matter of "Liu Xian"'s blood transfusion was fermented in Xuchang City for three full days, and the man in the palace finally couldn't stand it any longer.

On the fifth day of the eleventh month of the sixth year of Jian'an, Liu Xie personally summoned Hua Tuo to the palace and issued two edicts shortly after.

The first edict was to confer Hua Tuo as the Imperial Physician, which gave Hua Tuo an official status and made the second edict more convincing.

The second edict completely described the several types of blood, and clarified the difference between "blood" and "bloodline"... As for the difference, the edict was actually written in a vague way and could not give a complete explanation.

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As soon as the two edicts were issued, the neutral family that had previously been resistant to the new learning really stopped targeting the new learning and returned to its previous state of "neither accepting nor rejecting".

Originally, everyone was happy in the end, but one of them was so angry that he ran to Yang Biao every day.

"Yang Biao! Come out!"

Wang Lang was not polite at all to Yang Biao, one of the three princes of the dynasty, and yelled at Yang Biao's door: "Are you plotting against me?"

Yang Biao slowly opened the door and smiled bitterly at Wang Lang: "Jing Xing, I originally wanted you to come and apologize after everything is over. Why are you so impatient?"

"Stop it!"

When Wang Lang saw Yang Biao admitting, he scolded him even more fiercely, not giving Yang Biao a moment to breathe.

Facing Wang Lang, Yang Biao could only keep apologizing. After all, Wang Lang was a disciple of his father Yang Ci. It was indeed a bit meaningless to trick him like this this time.

Finally, Wang Lang pointed at Yang Biao's nose: "Yang Biao! If you don't give me an explanation this time! You and I will break off our relationship!"

The forced smile on Yang Biao's lips deepened: "Jingxing, are you serious?"

"Nonsense! Am I, Wang Jingxing, the kind of person who doesn't keep his words?"

Wang Lang has always had a strong temper, and Yang Biao knew that if he did not explain clearly to Wang Lang today, this old friend might actually cut off his robe and sever the relationship.

"Forget it, if Jingxing is free, can you accompany me for a walk?"

"Again?"

Yang Biao raised his hands and surrendered to Wang Lang: "Don't worry! There will definitely be no bandits this time!"

Wang Lang snorted coldly: "Just leave! I want to see what tricks you have up to you!"

Seeing Wang Lang relent, Yang Biao smiled and asked his son Yang Xiu to drive the carriage, and he and Wang Lang first came to the grain store in Xuchang City.

The grain shop here is the Zhongyuan Grain Shop started by several aristocratic families in Yingchuan, including He Yan.

Taking Wang Lang into it, Yang Biao pointed to the sign at the door: "Please take a look at Jingxing."

Wang Lang was still angry. He looked at the sign and saw the huge sign clearly read - "One stone of corn costs 180 yuan!"

When he saw this sign, Wang Lang was slightly stunned, and then he exclaimed: "The price of food in Xuchang is actually so cheap?"

Wang Lang is not a person who does not eat minced meat. On the contrary, when he was the governor of Kuaiji in Jiangdong, Wang Lang paid great attention to the lives of the poor people and had a clear understanding of all aspects of the basic lives of the people involved.

"I remember when I was in Jiangdong, the price of corn had exceeded 300 yuan! The price of grain in Xuchang is actually half of that in Jiangdong?"

In order to find out, Wang Lang deliberately walked into the grain store to observe whether the bucket of grain inside was the real thing.

It wasn't until he was sure that the grain was indeed a full bucketful that Wang Lang asked Yang Xiu impatiently: "Could it be that this year's bumper harvest in the Central Plains caused a sharp drop in grain prices? But the low price of grain hurts the people. Didn't Xun Lingjun and Sikong pay attention to it?

This matter?"

"Jingxing, don't be anxious, come with me to see somewhere else."

Yang Biao got away with it and took Wang Lang out of Xuchang and rushed to Buzhuang in Hewu.

The prices here are even more impressive. A piece of fine linen only costs three hundred yuan. This undoubtedly has a great impact on Wang Lang's world view.

"When I was in Luoyang in the past, all kinds of food in Luoyang were extremely expensive. How come today, in Xuchang, where we are also under the emperor's feet, prices are so cheap?"

Wang Lang also forgot that he had said that he wanted to break off the relationship with Yang Biao, and instead asked Yang Biao for the answer with a shy face.

"Jingxing just come with me to check out the nearby workshops."

workshop?

Another new word made Wang Lang's heart feel extremely itchy again, but Yang Biao refused to say anything and continued to lead Wang Lang outside Hewu to visit various workshops.

Now the workshops outside Hewu are no longer just the weaving workshops built by He Yan before.

There are already several table and chair workshops that are becoming popular nowadays, not to mention that all those aristocratic families are all monkey spirits. They have followed suit in other industries with broad prospects and started to open various workshops.

Square.

Among them are luxury goods specially for dignitaries, as well as daily necessities for the general public. Under the workshop model, their production capacity has been greatly improved.

Wang Lang also understood after visiting these workshops——

"Mr. Wen, do you mean that this method has made things cheaper in Xuchang? That's not right... What's going on with the food? It's impossible for you to have many people farming the land together, right?"

Yang Biao smiled and stroked his beard: "Jingxing, what you see is just the appearance."

"The existence of workshops may make those food products cheaper, but the degree of cheapness is always small."

"If you want to be truly unique, there are only two most important things - novelty and technology."

"The former, like the tables and chairs invented by Shenhou, can make people less tired when reading and writing; the latter, like the textile machine improved by Shenhou, can greatly improve the efficiency of weaving cloth."

"As for new ideas... they can be encountered but not sought, but for technology, as long as you study hard, you can always figure out something."

Wang Lang said "Hmm" as if he didn't understand, and then asked: "What about the food?"

"Same reason."

"The manure method can increase food income...and when I was chatting with Marquis Shen, I heard him say that on the other side of the East China Sea, there is a crop that can yield ten stones per hour. If you can find it and plant it, you guess the people will

What kind of food do you choose to eat?”

Wang Lang was still puzzled: "What are the benefits of doing this? The price reduction of food seems to be of no benefit to you."

"No benefit? Haha."

When food is cheap, it will naturally allow more people to stop working in agriculture and instead go to workshops for production. This is enough.

As for the little difference earned from raising food prices...it's nothing compared to the benefits generated by the workshop!

Seeing Yang Biao's attitude, Wang Lang couldn't help but frown and said, "But in this world, isn't it a world where everyone is running for money, fame and fortune?"

Yang Biao glanced at Wang Lang disdainfully: "What? Isn't the world like this now?"

Wang Lang was immediately speechless.

Unexpectedly, Yang Biao then said leisurely: "Actually, I had the same concerns as Jingxing before, but these days I often wander around the streets and lanes of Xuchang, and I find that the lives of the people in Xuchang are indeed better than during the war.

Too much."

"And all of this is brought about by Xinxue, so I can't sit back and watch Xinxue be attacked by those people... This is why I had to take this step."

Wang Lang was silent for a while and then said slowly: "Then you can't tell me in advance?"
To be continued...