"Hunshi's pulse diagnosis?" Li Er had never read Journey to the West. He had no gratitude in his brain.

"Yes, it means to tie silk threads to the patient's wrists, and the doctor relies on silk threads to take the patient's pulse through the curtain." Li Chengqian decided to believe a legend, of course, more of a belief that Sun Simiao could complete such a arduous task.

"Is there such a thing?" After hearing Li Chengqian's explanation, Li Er was moved and asked in disbelief.

In the palace, the imperial doctor was already the top doctor in the Tang Dynasty, but they did not have such ability. So although Li Er heard his son's explanation clearly, he still refused to believe it.

"Father, masters are among the people. And there are always some people who don't care about high officials and generous salaries, and are dedicated to seeking benefits for the people. It is difficult for us to discover these people to live in seclusion among the people." Thinking of Sun Simiao and Bao Longtu, two people who are dedicated to seeking benefits for the people, Li Chengqian said with some emotion.

Li Er nodded in agreement, just thought for a while and asked, "Since that's the case, why did the person you mentioned agree to your request and go to the medical school to be the chief? Isn't this very contradictory?"

The helpless Li Chengqian shook his head and smiled bitterly when asked, hugging the cold tea, and sucked it big, then said: "Father, if the medical school could not better teach his medical knowledge to more people, and a larger doctor could save more people, then Sun Simiao would not be the mountain leader."

"Sun Simiao?" Li Er frowned, thought about it carefully and said, "I seem to have heard someone mention this person. I heard that medical skills are indeed quite good."

"It's not just amazing. Father, then Old Dao Sun is simply a 'Shennong' person. He has done everything he has tried to find a medicinal herb. Otherwise, how could the son-in-law come to him to be the chief of the medical school!" Since Li Er knew Sun Simiao, Li Chengqian would naturally not miss the opportunity to brag.

Moreover, Sun Simiao has indeed done things about trying hundreds of herbs, and even done more than once. Otherwise, the medical masterpiece "Qianjin Fang" would not have appeared in later generations.

Of course, there are many other things in "Qianjin Fang" that are taken from the civil method and the earthly methods. This is also a prover of Sun Simiao's humble attitude of seeking advice and not ashamed to ask for advice.

So Li Chengqian's words are both exaggerated, but they are also facts.

One of the reasons why Shennong, one of the three emperors, was able to be famous throughout the ages and achieve the throne of gods was the discovery of medical skills and medicine. Sun Simiao only further researched it based on him, which made Li Chengqian exaggerate the two of them together.

Li Er saw his son's serious look, thought for a long time, and felt that it was not a fake. After hesitating for a while, he finally said: "I can agree to your request, but I must have a good understanding of this hang silk pulse."

"No problem, Sun Simiao is living in Xuanduguan now, and I will immediately call him into the palace when my son is in charge." Li Chengqian did not care about that much, but just work for Sun Simiao to travel to the palace, so he naturally agreed very happily.

"It's not necessary to enter the palace immediately. Keming will return to Chang'an in a few days because of illness. Let Sun Simiao see him." Li Er shook his head and rejected Li Chengqian's proposal. There were no patients in the palace at this time, so it was useless to find people. No matter how you have nothing to do, it was not a good sign for a good person to take his pulse. This was not done by a wise ruler.

"Du Pushe is sick?" Li Chengqian's face tightened. If he remembered correctly, Old Du really didn't have much time to live.

"Yes." Li Er sighed, his face a little gloomy: "And the situation seems not good, I have fainted twice before."

Fang's plan and Du Duan are talking about Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui. One of these two people is good at planning and the other is good at decision-making. For Li Er, it is like his right-hand man. Now that he has suddenly arrived at the next one, how can he not worry about Lao Li?

Sitting quietly in the Ganlu Palace and staying with the old man for a while, Li Chengqian said goodbye and planned to find Sun Simiao to study the matter of Lao Du. After all, Lao Du has no conflict with him, and it is also a good thing for the Tang Dynasty to be able to save him.

But today it seems that everything has come together. As soon as I came out of the Ganlu Palace, I almost ran into Lin Songhai who was hurriedly walking in.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Seeing Li Chengqian frightened, Lin Songhai asked with concern.

"It's okay, but Lao Lin, what's going on? Something happened?" Li Chengqian shook his head and signaled that he was fine. Thinking of Lin Songhai's hurrying look, he couldn't help but ask strangely.

Lin Songhai looked strange, but hesitated, shrugged and said, "It's not a big deal, but it's quite troublesome. When the Turkic mission came to negotiate, they were killed by more than ten people when they went to the Yuan Dynasty. They didn't know how they died, and they didn't know who had taken the action. The county government below could not solve the case for a while, and the Turks began to make a fuss to see His Majesty."

"Oh, then you go in. Be careful of this. My father is not very happy at this moment." Hearing that it was a Turkic matter, Li Chengqian suddenly lost interest. After instructing Lin Songhai for a game, he left the Ganlu Palace and prepared to return to his "Lanruo Temple".

As a result, the twenty-seven beside him muttered hesitantly: "Your Highness, I seem to know who did it!"

"Huh?" Li Chengqian turned his head in confusion, with a faint premonition in his heart, and looked at Twenty-Seven and asked, "Are you talking about the Turkic people?"

"Yes." Twenty-seven nodded, looked around without moving, and saw that no one was paying attention, he continued, "If I guessed correctly, it should have been done by Yue Ning and the others."

"They? Haven't they gone to Yanzhou long ago?" Li Chengqian kept walking, and even the expression on his face had not changed, but his tone became a little stiff.

The power around him is too strong, which has attracted Li Er's attention. If it is found out that his people attacked the Turks, I am afraid that the old man would be scolded and scolded. If it is not done well, it will also affect the progress of the medical school.

"Aren't the Shangyuan Festival almost coming, so the three of them didn't leave and planned to wait until the Shangyuan Festival before going on the road." Twenty-seven explained.

It was not a big deal to die a few Turkic people. Twenty-seven knew it in advance, but they just didn't take it seriously.

As a result, I didn't expect the matter to be so big that it even alarmed His Majesty the Emperor.

It was not until this time that Twenty-Seven knew the seriousness of the matter and had to harden the bullet and return the matter to Li Chengqian.

"How many people know about this?" Li Chengqian did not care about the cause of the gentleness, nor did he want to know why the three people who were supposed to arrive in Yanzhou would continue to stay in Chang'an. Now he just wants to distinguish himself from this matter and hope that it will not affect the progress of the medical school.

"No one knows except for the few people from the 'Seventh Group'!" Twenty-seventh-century answered affirmatively.

"Very good." Li Chengqian stopped and told Twenty-Seven very seriously: "Remember, you have never received similar information. Bai Bat and the others left Chang'an before New Year's Eve. Everything has nothing to do with us, do you know?"
Chapter completed!