East Chang'an Street.
In the antique drugstore, a white haired doctor was feeling the pulse of a young man in his twenties with a concentrated and serious expression.
The young man looked pale and looked like he was seriously ill. Looking at the old doctor who had been practicing medicine for decades, he came closer and said, "My physical signs should be OK, mainly mental. First, you should see whether my eyes are scattered and absent-minded. Second, you should observe whether my words and deeds are logical, so that there can be a basis for judgment. Third, you should ask me questions to judge whether I have hallucinations and schizophrenia... "
Behind the young man was a young man in blue who was 15 or 16 years old. He listened to Zhou Zheng's words, his face turned pale, and secretly cried, 'It's over. The second young master has committed hysteria again.'
The old doctor's earnest face became a little indifferent. He turned to look at Zhou Zheng, withdrew his hand, and said quietly, "Twenty wen."
Zhou Zheng's face lit up. He quickly took out the money and asked, "Doctor, do you see that?"
The old doctor took the copper money, waved his hand and said, "I have no time to play elsewhere."
Zhou Zheng looked at the old doctor and was about to turn around to fill the prescription. He took out a piece of paper and said, "Doctor, this is the schizophrenia test table. There are questions and answers on it. You just need to ask me questions in the normal order."
The young man in green took a puff at the corners of his mouth, looked at the earnest expression of his second young master, and felt pitiful in any way. He could not help crying.
The old doctor filled the medicine box by himself and said: "Your young master is weak. There is no other problem. Go back to have a good life."
The young servant in green is laughing with him, but he dare not talk.
Zhou Zheng was very excited. This is the twelfth. That's enough!
He suddenly stood up, took out a handful of silver from his arms and slapped it on the table. "Thank you, doctor!" he shouted
Zhou Zheng has already judged from the process of 'seeing a doctor' that he did not appear hallucination or schizophrenia. He really came to the Ming Dynasty!
"Ha ha ha, the Great Ming Dynasty, the Great Ming Dynasty!" Zhou Zheng raised his head to the sky and roared, laughing as he left the drugstore.
This naturally ushered in a crowd of onlookers, whose eyes looked strange, like looking at an idiot.
The young man in green jumped out of his skin, grabbed the silver from the drugstore, chased Zhou Zheng and shouted, "The second young master, the second young master, hurry back to the house. The master will come back early today, and can't stay outside more..."
A group of apprentices from the pharmacy peered at each other, approached the old doctor and said, "Master, is this the second son of the Zhou family?"
The old doctor ignored him and arranged the medicine box by himself.
Another apprentice was unwilling to say, "Master, is he really crazy? What he said is strange, incoherent, inexplicable, crazy..."
The old doctor went to the counter and said quietly, "Do your job well."
The apprentices were immediately busy with a look of awe.
But both of them have been confirmed that the second son of Zhou's family is really crazy!
September 21, Autumn Festival, the fourth day after release.
There is a joke circulating in the capital that Zhou Qingli's second son was elected in the day of his engineering project. He was extremely happy and crazy!
On the second day after being forced to faint, he woke up at the major pharmacies in the capital for three consecutive days. The famous doctor was reluctant to return to ask the doctor for medical treatment. He said strange words and did strange things with a piece of paper.
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Zhou Zheng was very happy to make sure that he came to the Ming Dynasty. Later generations, he was an orphan who came and went with no worries. The Ming Dynasty was the dynasty he longed for. Looking at the antique buildings around him and the ancient people in blue clothes, he was surprised, excited, and staring at everyone everywhere.
Even if passers-by gathered around, Zhou Zheng didn't care. One step at a time, he felt like he was going to fly.
"This jar is good. It must be valuable in the future. Do you want to bury dozens of them first..."
"The quality of the clothes is poor, and they won't last that long. Hmm, the girl's figure is also poor..."
"By the way, this row of houses must be valuable. Do you want to buy a street..."
Zhou Zheng looked and talked to himself. All the cells in his body were active.
The boy in green followed Zhou Zheng, listened to his "crazy talk" and said "crazy", followed closely, fearing that he would do something out of line again.
Zhou Zheng seemed unaware of the eye-catching ceremony along the way. After walking for a long time, he smacked his mouth and looked at a archway in front of him. It was shiny and exquisite.
Well, it's valuable!
Seeing this, the servant in green quickly came forward and said: "Second young master, let's go home quickly. The master will go back to his house soon. This archway is not allowed..."
Zhou Zhengyi broke away from him and said, "Go to the archway, go and have tea!"
The boy in green was relieved and followed Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng went up to the second floor and sat down at the table facing the street. He still looked around curiously.
Tables and chairs hundreds of years ago, people hundreds of years ago, tea hundreds of years ago
Zhou Zheng was very interested in everything and stared at it with greedy eyes.
At the table next door were four young people about the same age as Zhou Zheng. They were talking loudly, and sometimes they patted the table, with the same angry look.
Zhou Zheng kept his ears to the side, wondering what they were talking about.
"Now the Yellow River is in flood, there are countless people in chaos, and the people's feelings are surging. Lord Zhong suggested that Liaodong's military pay should be used for disaster relief, but it was rejected by the eunuch party, which really enrages people!"
"Now the national treasury is empty, and the world is orderly. The eunuchs do not want to work for the country. They do all kinds of things that will bring disaster to the country and the people. It's hateful!"
"Who are the eunuchs? They are all the vile and evil party people who grovel to power and have no moral integrity. I wish I could kill them with three chi sword!"
Zhou Zheng listened, frowning, and said to himself, "How can we misappropriate military expenditure? Liaodong can't lose anything. If we lose Liaodong, we can..."
The four people on the table immediately stopped talking and turned to look at Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng looked at their eyes and smiled back.
The young man from north to south stood up and raised his hand and said: "Brother, the Yellow River burst its banks, flooding, countless people were displaced, and starving people were everywhere. Why can't we misappropriate military pay? Liaodong is not in crisis now, of course, we should first relieve the victims."
The other three nodded in succession, looking at Zhou Zheng a little unkindly.
Zhou Zheng stood up a little unaccustomed and raised his hand. "Brother, you said it was' misappropriation ', which is wrong. The victims need relief, and the military pay can't be lacking."
With Zhou Zheng, he smiled scornfully at the young man standing there and said, "You know that the treasury is empty, and you can't get more money. Don't you understand the priority?"
Zhou Zheng is not clear about the situation, but he knows that the continuous loss of strategic places in Liaodong has led Jianlu to finally enter the Central Plains and seize the artifact. Liaodong is absolutely indispensable.
After thinking about it, Zhou Zhengdao said, "Then raise taxes."
The young man opposite Zhou Zheng was stunned, and then said with a sigh, "If we don't say that far water can't save near fire, how can we simply raise taxes? Our people in the Ming Dynasty are already overwhelmed. How can we do more?"
"Then increase the business tax." Zhou Zhengdao said.
The young man across the street frowned and said, "Brother, I think you are also a scholar. How can you be so muddleheaded? If the merchant's tax is so easy to collect, you need to say... Alas, you are a dead scholar. You are a scholar without any use. The ancients did not deceive me."
Zhou Zheng looked at the young man, blinked, and said to himself, "This guy is scolding me, right?"?
Zhou Zhengqi calmed down and said: "It's all our Ming people. Why do we always want those poor people to pay taxes? Now the country is in danger, why can't the scholars do something? After three hundred years of cultivating scholars, the country has raised a group of leeches who can only suck blood!? So, it's not just the businessmen who have to pay taxes, but the first one is the scholars! Right, leeches?"
"What are you talking about?"
Snap
Almost at the same time, four young people stood up and glared at Zhou Zheng.
