Chapter 1484
The Final Battle: Who exactly is this Madam Zhang? [2]
Chapter 1484 The Final Battle: Who exactly is this Madam Zhang? [2]
The chief steward was speechless and reminded him, "Young master, it's getting late, and the city is still not safe. We need to hurry up and take care of our business so we can return to our lodgings."
Jiang Dalang nodded: "Chief Steward Si is right, Young Master Pei, you should listen to him more."
If you don't listen to the advice of such a shrewd and loyal servant, you're likely to suffer endless losses.
Si Pei: "I've been very obedient to him, otherwise I would have accompanied my master into the ward long ago."
Jiang Dalang didn't engage in conversation. Instead, he asked about the Xie and Zhang families and the contents of the letter Wen Tao had shown to Si Pei. Once he understood the situation, he stopped arguing with Si Pei and immediately delivered the three-layered mirror to Qin Xiaomi.
Si Pei shouted after his retreating figure, "Brother Jiang, don't worry, we will definitely protect you and prevent you from going to a marriage alliance!"
The sound was so loud that it could be heard within a ten-meter radius.
"Scholar Si Pei, please." Fearing that something might happen to this young nobleman on the way, Commander Chu sent a small squad of soldiers to escort him back to his residence on Wuyuan Street.
Deep in the mountains, Qin Xiaomi was stunned when she saw the long, three-layered microscope: "...Microscope? Objective lens, eyepiece..."
Although it is very simple, consisting of just a small base, a long tube, and a few embedded lenses, it is a convex lens!
The ancients possessed the ability to fire and forge glass and other materials from the time they began playing with pottery. However, the ability to create convex lenses and assemble these lenses into an ancient microscope was not something that could be explained away by mere coincidence.
"Was this long, three-layered mirror made by Madam Zhang from Jiangnan? Who exactly is this Madam Zhang? What is her background?" Qin Xiaomi asked Jiang Dalang.
Although Granny Chen had told her about the prestigious Zhang family because of Manager Han's affair, she didn't know much about Madam Zhang.
At this moment, she had a very absurd and bizarre conjecture: "Could she be like you and me?"
They all came from the Great Sheng Dynasty.
Or perhaps this Mrs. Zhang came from her real hometown—modern times.
Qin Xiaomi was very excited. She had almost forgotten where she came from, but when she was about to die, she received news from her fellow villagers.
Jiang Dalang/Sheng Ting saw the joy emanating from her entire body and was also very happy: "I don't know. If we can win this battle, I will investigate in detail... But the Xie and Zhang families once protected Emperor Ningkang and are powerful and influential families. They also have a cunning servant, Manager Han, so Xiao Mi should be wary of the Xie and Zhang families."
Qin Xiaomi had calmed down. Remembering the sudden death of Manager Han, she stopped wondering whether Madam Zhang was from modern times and instead instructed, "Send this long-tube triple-layer endoscope to Old Man Xun in the East Ward. I'll keep one for myself."
Not just one, but two were delivered, along with two boxes of replacement lenses.
"Okay." Jiang Dalang replied, then couldn't help but tell her, "Xiao Mi, you should rest more and do your best."
In this situation, you can't win by working yourself to death.
Qin Xiaomi ignored him and called to the female assassins beside her: "Da Yi, Xiao Zhen, come and move this box to Lady Lian's place. I need to teach them how to use it."
"Yes." Xiao Zhen and the others moved the boxes quickly and steadily towards the mushroom cultivation room.
Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin looked at Jiang Dalang with considerable sympathy: "..."
Poor kid, he works for Xiaomi every day and doesn't even get a kind word in return.
"What exactly did you two have a fight about? Before I die, tell me honestly so I can die in peace." Uncle Qin was really anxious and just wanted to know what had happened between them.
"Wasn't life great when you were a kid?"
Jiang Dalang said, "Uncle has been away from home for many years. How could he possibly know what we were like when we were young?"
He added, "It's nothing, it's just that when we were fleeing the famine, Xiao Mi saw me kill someone... Is Uncle-Master satisfied with this answer?"
Uncle Qin was stunned, his eyes filled with pain, and he quickly lowered his head.
Jiang Dalang/Sheng Ting was satisfied... He knew very well that Qin Zhuang couldn't get over the guilt he felt for not being able to help his family when they fled the famine, so to dispel Qin Zhuang's suspicions, he deliberately brought up the murder during the famine. "Xiao Mi was still young then, and it was the first time she had seen something like this, so she developed a dislike for me."
It's true that lies get easier and easier to tell.
Anyway, Jiang Dalang's words dispelled ninety percent of Qin Ershu's doubts and amplified Qin Ershu's guilt, making him feel extremely remorseful.
"Xiaomi has gone far away, Uncle-Master, hurry up and catch up."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qin hurriedly pulled Uncle Qin back, saying, "Hurry up and help your niece, or you'll get scolded by your in-laws again."
Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned around and glared at Jiang Dalang: "You're no good guy!"
Jiang Dalang didn't care what the couple thought of him. In his heart, only Su Su was his lover and family; the others were just part of his responsibilities.
He has fulfilled his responsibilities.
Jiang Dalang quickly sent someone to deliver another long-tube triple endoscope to Old Man Xun in the East Ward.
……
Inside the city walls inside the East Gate, rows of houses were filled with Wei soldiers infected with the plague.
The medics, armed with medical knives, needles, hooks, and other instruments, followed the method given by Old Man Xun to puncture the abscesses in the patient's groin, armpits, and neck, and slowly drain the pus.
After the pus and blood are drained, a medic will take it aside, put it on a stove, and boil it at high temperature to sterilize it.
……
"Master Physician Xun, Commander Jiang and Master Qin have sent people to deliver gifts to you again," the dead soldier reported.
The old man, who was struggling with the mold-removing solution, said upon hearing this, "If it's food and clothing, just distribute it to the soldiers. I don't need it. When I entered the ward, Peiwa had already brought in more than a dozen truckloads of supplies, which is more than enough."
He had more than enough to eat and use even on the day he died.
"There are things to eat and use, but there's also a big thing called a long-tube triple-layered lens. It's said to be a new thing made by a lady of a noble family in Jiangnan. It can see mold, which means it can magnify things and see tiny things that are invisible to the naked eye."
The dead soldier, his voice trembling with excitement, urged, "You should go and take a look, so we can broaden our horizons too."
"Such rare things? This old man must see them." Old Man Xun was very curious, and then laughed, "Our Great Wei is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources. Before I died, I saw many rare things. When I get to the underworld, I can tell my wife and children about them and let them hear about these wonders."
After the old man entered the ward, he would often talk about his wife and children who had died young.
He used to rarely talk about it, but now he probably senses his end is near, so he often talks about his wife and children, whose faces he has long forgotten.
"Master Physician Xun, the item has been brought to you. Don't touch it yet. Commander Jiang instructed you to read the letter first. This lens is made of glass and is quite fragile. After reading the letter and understanding the precautions, you can handle it." The dead soldier escorting the box handed him a letter.
Old Xun took a look and clicked his tongue in amazement: "What a strange thing."
"Alright, open the box and get the rare stuff," Old Man Xun ordered, then called out, "Bring over the mold-removing liquid. I want to try it out and see if I can see the little mold babies."
"Eh."
The two groups of dead soldiers split up and acted separately.
The old man and the military doctors spent the better part of an hour figuring out how to use this thing, following the instructions in the manual.
The old man poured the mold-removing solution into a clear lens, closed one eye, and pressed the other eye against the mouth of the long tube, staring intently at the lens at the bottom of the tube…
He scratched his head, finally shouting, "Someone with better eyesight, I really can't see clearly, but it seems like there are little bugs moving around."