Chapter 116 Yuchi Gong's foot disease

Yuchi Gongzai carefully wrote the memorial, after writing it, he picked it up and handed it to Wang Ping'an, and said, "He will help Dao see if there are any typos on it. Once I wrote a memorial, I wrote a wrong word. The emperor said to me very well, "Where will be the ones who will start writing it, and then I will copy it. There are only two of us here, so you can only read it for me!"

Wang Ping'an asked, "What word is written wrong? The emperor will not blame you for a typo, right?"

Yuchi Gong said: "I made the attack on dawn and wrote it as the chickens on dawn. The emperor was very unhappy and said to me in front of other ministers."

Wang Ping'an was amused. The word "is really wrong" is really good. No wonder the emperor blames you! I read the memorial and said that what Yuchi Gong did during this period of time was roughly mentioned. I also said how to visit privately after arriving in Xuzhou and how I met myself. I discussed the new method of disaster relief. It was written in detail, but it was all plain language, as if I were chatting with people, and there were many typos in it!

He sat down and corrected the typos one by one, and then handed it to Yuchi Gong.

Yuchi Gong said to Wang Ping'an: "This is a secret memorial I presented to the emperor, so you can't write it on your behalf. Don't mention it to others."

Wang Ping'an nodded in agreement. Although there were no secrets above and they were all made public, there was no need for him to tell everyone that this was a taboo thing after all.

Yuchi Gong found another piece of white paper and carefully checked for any flaws. Then he picked up the pen and copied it. After copying, he marked the signature. He drank the ink marks, took out a small wooden box, put the letter into the box, and then put the prescription with Huoxiang Zhengqi Powder in it, covered the box, added a hot paint seal, and put it on a small lock. After a long time of busyness, it was done well.

He called in entourage and sent two people to send the letter to Chang'an.

As soon as the matter was done, Yuchi Gong became relaxed again. He said, "Master Dao is not good at doing these meticulous tasks, but he has to do it himself. It's really troublesome!"

After sitting in the desk, he took off his official boots, took off his socks, looked at his feet and said, "Foot, feet, but thank you for your hard work, be covered with a lot of affliction, come out and have some breathing!"

Wang Ping'an frowned. This is the table where Niu Zhenghong was reading at his desk. If you put your big feet on it, how can you use it in the future? Even if you wipe it clean, whenever you think about it, it will be disgusting enough!

He looked at Yuchi Gong's feet and saw that the soles of Yuchi Gong's feet were wet and eroded, and they looked ugly. Moreover, Yuchi Gong was still scratching with his hands. I thought there was itching, so he kept scratching!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "Immortal, don't scratch it. If you scratch it hard, you might also be like this on your hands. Your foot disease is contagious!"

When he was in Linbian, he knew that Yuchi Gong might have athlete's foot, but in the situation at that time, he could not see it. Otherwise, a person would not be able to hold onto his head with a bad name. It would be a shame to say! Now there are only two of them, so it doesn't matter. The younger generation will show the elders foot disease, which is the way to do.

Yuchi Gong exclaimed and said, "How did you know? When I scratched, I really had to use my hands, so I never scratched myself again. I let others scratch my hands for me!"

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Then others will get it, and when he gets it, when he gets it, even if your foot disease is cured, it will recur!"

Yuchi Gong suddenly realized and said, "No wonder, I said why it's been like this for several years, and this is how it's like this! However, Ping An'er, you are wrong about foot disease. This is not a disease, but the result of Dao's insincereness!"

Wang Ping'an was looking at his feet, and suddenly heard him say that his intention was not sincere, and he didn't understand the intention, so he looked up and said, "What does it mean if your intention was not sincere?"

Yuchi Gong pointed at his feet and said, "A few years ago, when Master Dao led his troops to fight and was refining his energy in the tent, he suddenly thought of a woman. Alas, you also know that it is strictly forbidden to carry women in the military camp. Master Dao is still stronger and more energetic. It is not a big deal to hold it in your hands all day long, so he accidentally thought of a woman and ended up getting sick!"

Wang Ping'an laughed, saying it was really interesting, just foot disease, what does it have to do with women. He shook his head and said, "Captain Immortal, you are leading troops outside, and sometimes you can't even remove armor when fighting, let alone combat boots, so if you get this disease, it's not like women's thinking!"

Yuchi Gong shook his head and said in a heavy tone: "No, this is the punishment for the Lord of Dao to be dishonest to me, so I suffered this pain, and it is definitely not what you said. If it is really sick, then why can't I lead troops to fight before?"

Wang Ping'an was surprised and looked at Yuchi Gong carefully. Seeing that he was not joking, he was shocked and asked, "You don't really think so, believing in Taoism is a matter of a moment, but not curing an illness is another matter. This is obviously a disease, and it is the most common athlete's foot. Have you ever seen anyone else?"

Yuchi Gong's face darkened and he said unhappily: "What does it have to do with others' athlete's foot? Who dares to take off his shoes in front of me? I have to chop off his feet. Peaceful boy, you are good at everything, but you don't believe in it. This big earth is not good, it is difficult to live forever, and it is difficult to live forever!"

Wang Ping'an was shocked. He knew that Yuchi Gong was superstitious about Taoism and even wanted to become a alchemist, but he did not expect to be superstitious to this extent! He hurriedly said, "I said, "I'm the immortal, you haven't taken any elixirs or something? You can't eat that thing indiscriminately. It's poisonous. The redder the color, the more beautiful it is, the more toxic it is!"

Yuchi Gong was furious. Although he liked Wang Ping'an, he believed in Taoism more and had no skepticism about Taoism! This situation became more and more serious as he grew older. In his later years, he dreamed of becoming an immortal. Not only did he refine a lot of elixirs and take mica powder, he also locked himself at home. He had not left the house for sixteen years!

In the early Tang Dynasty, or in ancient times, powerful people believed in alchemists and dreamed of immortality. That was the norm. Believing in nothing was an abnormal state. Refining alchemy and taking medicine was not a special example of Qin Shihuang. Yuchi Gong was also one of them!

Yuchi Gong shouted, "What nonsense? How can the fairy pill be poisonous? If it is poisonous, can it be called a fairy pill? You little child, you can't talk nonsense, otherwise Daojun will blame you, and he will let you do this!" As he said that, he pointed to his own feet.

Wang Ping'an sighed. If he said that, he would... not be able to say anything! He said: "The immortal is old and his health is not as good as before, so he got it... So it is very likely that he was punished by the Taoist Lord!"

Yuchi Gong snorted: "It's almost the same to say so. Don't talk nonsense anymore in the future, otherwise Dao Ye won't like you anymore!"

"Okay, if you don't let me say it, then I won't say it!" Wang Ping'an said again: "I'll show you the Immortal Lord and check if the Taoist Lord has given other punishments, so as not to let you suffer a little if you don't know and be dishonest!"

He reached out to Yuchi Gong to take the pulse, looked at the tongue coating again, and said, "The tongue coating is red, but the pulse pattern has not changed much..."

Before he could finish his words, Yuchi Gong said, "Of course there will be no change. Master Dao takes too much of his immortal pill, so how can he get sick!"

Wang Ping'an laughed dryly and pointed at his feet and said, "There is erosion between the toes and the soles of the feet, and itchy. This is the soaking of cold and dampness, which ravages the skin and protects the health of the skin, causing the skin to be neither prosperous by qi and blood, but also ravages by cold and dampness. This is a typical symptom of cold and damp athlete's foot. If you want to treat it, you should dispel cold and remove dampness, warm and relieve itch..."

Yuchi Gong waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "Stop, stop talking, stop talking, Master Dao doesn't like to listen! By the way, thank you for your hard work during this period, you haven't been home yet. Go home quickly and come to see me tomorrow, don't look at my feet!"

Wang Ping'an frowned. What did he say? Why did he look like a naughty child as he gets angry and even drive me home!

He said, "Even if the Taoist Lord wants to punish you, you can still use medicine. Why bother to stand up? I tell you that your disease can be cured by using Jiming Powder..."

Yuchi Gong took his foot back, put it in his shoes, and waved his hand: "Come again tomorrow, come again tomorrow, Master Dao is going to meditate, I don't have time to listen to your longing!"

Wang Ping'an had no choice but to say, "Then I'll come back tomorrow. I'll tell you, even the old god Sun Simiao mentioned your illness. If you don't believe me, you can't believe him!"

When he heard Sun Simiao, Yuchi Gong was stunned. Sun Simiao was not only the number one doctor in the Tang Dynasty, but also a famous Taoist in the world. He was called Sun Zhenren. If he had mentioned this disease, it would be okay to listen to it!

But Wang Ping'an turned around and left. Anyway, Yuchi Gong had to take several years to treat this disease, so even if he wanted to be treated, he would not be in a hurry. He suffocated his appetite and made him anxious!

Seeing that he was walking very quickly, Yuchi Gong smiled and said, "This little loach actually kept you from the Tao!" He lowered his head and went to look at his feet again.

Wang Ping'an left the study room and came to the front yard. Seeing that the hall was still making noise, he went in and greeted Niu Zhenghong, saying that he wanted to go home and come again tomorrow, Niu Zhenghong naturally agreed.

After leaving the gate, he saw three people standing at the door. Hamiti held his hands behind his back and pretended to be watching the scenery, while Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi came up with a smile!

Knowing that these two guys were here to get close, Wang Ping'an was not in the mood to play with silence. He said, "Two brothers, I ask you, do you believe in Buddhism or the Tao?"

Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi looked at each other and said in unison: "Believe in Buddhism, but we don't eat vegetarian food!"

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Who asked you if you eat vegetarian food?" He asked: "If you are not sincere when chanting Buddha's name, then the Buddha blames you for getting sick, will you not be cured?"

Zhao Bi thought for a while and said, "This cannot be considered a disease, it should be considered a punishment, it cannot be cured. You can only recite the Buddha's name more sincerely, so that you can get the Buddha's forgiveness and take the punishment back!"

Lu Xiuzhi said, "This is different from being sick every day. He is not sincere and cannot take medicine. He has to eat ash incense burner and drink it with water!"

Wang Ping'an was stunned, suddenly sighed, and said to himself: "I can't explain it. Maybe most people of this era can't explain it!" He ignored the two and left straight.

Lu Xiuzhiqi said: "What's wrong with Brother Wang? He seems a little out of his mind!"

Zhao Bi said angrily: "It's all because you said the wrong thing. If you drink it with water, you should use lamp oil to mix incense burner ash, and then rinse your mouth with water!"

Seeing that Wang Ping'an got rid of the two, Hamiti came over and whispered: "Little Doctor Ping'an, do you have time?"

"I'm about to go home." Wang Ping'an said.

Hamiti looked bad and said, "There is something that I can't say when there are many people. We finally get along alone. I have to talk to you, why don't we go to my house for two drinks?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm in a hurry to go home. If you have anything to say, just say it now. Why bother to see us?"
Chapter completed!