Chapter 373: The Emperor's illness cannot be angry

Wang Ping'an wanted to see what this concubine looked like, but this concubine would not turn her head seriously. She knelt in front of Li Shimin's case and whispered to Li Shimin's question.

Li Shimin snorted and said, "What kind of song did you sing to me? Sing it again to me!"

Wang Ping'an felt nervous and thought to himself: "Speaking in this tone may not be a good thing. Could it be that he will find fault and kill Wu Zetian?"

He remembered those film and television dramas in later generations. As long as it was about Wu Zetian, he would definitely mention a story, saying that the Li family's world was replaced by Wu's family. What was the allusion? He didn't care at that time, and now he naturally couldn't remember it even more, but it seemed that Li Shimin believed it very much at that time!

Thinking about Li Shimin believed in this kind of rumor, it should have a certain realistic basis. It is said that there were songs in the former Sui Dynasty, saying that the Li family would replace the Yang family and seize the world of the Sui Dynasty. That is why Yang Guang was particularly disgusted with Li Yuan and always wanted to kill Li Yuan. Wang Ping'an didn't know what this was saying!

There is no way, it’s not that he has a bad memory, but that in modern times, he never thought that he would come to the Tang Dynasty one day. When he arrived in the Tang Dynasty, where would he go to verify these songs? It’s related to the rise and fall of the court. Others are full and they are full. If they have nothing to do, they think that their heads have been on their necks for too long!

When Wang Ping'an thought of the song, he naturally remembered the rebellion and the usurpation of power. He stood silently and quietly waited for the concubine to hum the so-called song.

The concubine whispered: "I report to the emperor, the song I sang to the emperor last night was a folk song that my mother sang to me when I was a child..."

Li Shimin frowned impatiently, probably because he thought the concubine was too long-winded. Seeing that the emperor was unhappy, Shi Zhongchen hurriedly said, "The emperor asked you to hum a small song, just hum, don't talk more nonsense, and waste your time!"

The concubine agreed and no longer explained the source of the song, and hummed softly. This is a typical song with a Shanxi accent, a song similar to the lullaby of later generations that the mother used to coax children to sleep.

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Wu Zetian is from Shanxi? It doesn't matter where she is from. What matters is where her mother is. It probably should be from Shanxi!"

After the song was sung, neither Li Shimin nor Shi Zhongchen spoke, and the hall was quiet. Wang Ping'an didn't dare to speak. Emperor Taizong of Tang sat up and listened, while Empress Zetian was kneeling down and singing. He was lucky enough to hear Empress Zetian sing a small song... Who would believe it when he said it? He didn't even dare to breathe loudly!

Wang Ping'an couldn't feel what's strange about this song. It seemed that there was no word. When it came to the rise and fall of the country, the change of dynasties, etc., it wouldn't be that Li Shimin would start to dislike Wu Zetian because of this song, right?"

After a moment of calmness, Li Shimin asked, "What do you mean by singing this song to me?"

The concubine said calmly: "I saw that the emperor could not fall asleep, and I remembered that I had been like this when I was a child. Whenever I refused to sleep, my mother would sing this song, and I would fall asleep quickly!"

Li Shimin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you think I am a child?" His tone was already very unkind!

Before the concubine could answer, she heard Li Shimin slam the table and shouted: "Pull it out and whip twenty!"

Wang Ping'an was shocked. Why was this? Why did he take it out for no reason? He was teasing his brainstorming, thinking about whether to go out at this time, asking for love for Wu Zetian, at least make a good relationship and give personal favors. In the next few decades, he would have to rely on Wu Zetian for dinner. This is the boss in the future!

However, as a foreign minister, he could not really interfere in the matter in the palace. I guess if he spoke, Li Shimin would have to pull him out and let him and Wu Zetian be punished together, and be a pair of difficult sisters and brothers! Although the relationship between hardships and hardships is deeper, it is true that he suffered his own ass...

As soon as he hesitated, Shi Zhongchen ordered someone to pull the concubine out. With just blinking, he heard screams from outside. The guards were beating the concubine, and it was too late to plead with him now!

Li Shimin looked at Wang Ping'an with a gray face, thinking that the little minister was scared, so he waved to Wang Ping'an, signaled him to come over, and said, "This woman actually sang a nursery rhyme to me last night. Although she let me fall asleep, she committed a crime of disrespect, so she should not be spared. Wuyan thought that my punishment was appropriate?"

Wang Ping'an was puzzled, why do I ask this kind of thing? I shouldn't tell me the matter in the palace! I came to the emperor's case and didn't know how to answer, so I had to say, "I think the emperor handled it properly, and that woman... should be punished!"

But my heart was trembling. If this matter spreads and reaches Wu Zetian's ears, I must offend her heavily. I will be constantly doing it in the future!

Li Shimin snorted, without saying a word, and looked at the memorial again. Shi Zhongchen understood the emperor's thoughts. He originally thought that the emperor had sent the concubine to her to accompany her more in the future, but he did not expect that he beat her up in front of Wang Ping'an!

Since this is the case, of course it is just an indication of something!

If the emperor doesn't speak, he has to explain. Shi Zhongchen said: "Without sickness, the emperor cannot sleep at night, it is a major concern. The relevant court bureau is. If it is learned by outsiders, then it will still be possible? You said Wudai, right?"

Wang Ping'an was not a fool, so he immediately understood that the hint was too obvious. Strictly speaking, this was no longer a hint, but a real and clear statement!

The emperor was not in good health and could not let outsiders know, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble. Although Wu Zetian made Li Shimin sleep soundly, she must have had no reliable mouth, or the emperor had a premonition that she was not a reliable person, so she beat her up.

As for why I beat him in front of him, a foreign minister, it is obviously just killing the chicken for the monkey to show him!

Wang Ping'an already understood in his heart that the emperor asked him to stay alone, not to say something about the conference, but to let himself see a doctor. After he had a doctor, if he was not strict with his mouth... Wu Zetian's fate was a demonstration!

Being with the king is like a tiger!

It’s better for Li to cure it, at least the tiger has no teeth in its mouth!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "The emperor is the court, the emperor is the country!" He felt a lot of loyalty. The chicken the emperor killed was big enough. Use the future Queen Zetian as a demonstration to scare himself, a trivial minister... I am really proud of myself!

Shi Zhongchen said: "Your Majesty, you didn't sleep well last night, so that the bitch had an opportunity to take advantage of it. Why not let Wang Ping'an show you and prescribe a dose of calming the spirit to take it!"

Li Shimin didn't raise his head, but just snorted, saying, "I haven't been unable to sleep well!"

Shi Zhongchen nodded and said, "The emperor is healthy and has a good sleep. However, Wang Ping'an is now the imperial physician order. I wonder if his medical skills are enough for this official position. When the old slave heard that he deceived the world and robbed Long Xiaoni, the disciple of the old god Sun Zhenren, and asked Long Xiaoni to compete with him for medical skills, and deliberately lost to him..."

Wang Ping'an grinned and said, "What do you think is reasonable!" But this is a bit too much. Uncle Shi, I didn't offend you, right?"

Li Shimin raised his head, said oh, "There is such a thing, I have to think about it carefully. The position of the Imperial Physician Order cannot be handed over to those who have gained fame!"

Shi Zhongchen glanced at Wang Ping'an and winked, meaning that he would not be afraid, our family is just talking casually. He said, "Your Majesty, why don't you check Wang Ping'an's medical skills yourself?"

"Okay, Wang Ping'an comes forward!" Li Shimin nodded and put down the memorial in his hand.

Wang Ping'an sighed in his heart. The emperor's temperament is really different from that of ordinary people. He asked me to see a doctor and didn't even say thank you. I have to thank him for giving me a chance!

He bent down, and walked to the side of the case and knelt beside the emperor. Li Shimin stretched out his hand and asked him to take his pulse.

After a moment of voting, Wang Ping'an's heart began to jump wildly. Li Shimin's pulse was obviously sick, and he was very ill. Judging from this pulse, he would have been alive in a few years!

Wang Ping'an let go of Li Shimin's wrist with his fingers, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily, thinking: "If you are sick, don't look at it in time and just show off your strength. This is not a good thing. Now this disease... I may not be cured well!"

He calmed down and said, "Master, can you let me see the tongue coating?"

Li Shimin nodded, opened his mouth, and asked Wang Ping'an to observe the tongue coating. Wang Ping'an looked at his tongue coating carefully and carefully, and was even more shocked. The emperor was indeed sick, and he was very sick!

He tried hard to keep his face from showing a shocked expression and said, "The emperor is indeed healthy, but he just can't sleep well at night. Just prescribe a dose of calming the spirit and make sure that the emperor sleeps well at night!"

Li Shimin nodded, smiled on his face and said, "Then you prescribe medicine. Well, don't prescribe medicine from the Imperial Medical Office, just let the loyal minister decoct it for me!"

Wang Ping'an quickly agreed that the emperor did not want the imperial physicians to know, and was also warning himself to be more strict and not to talk nonsense.

Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "Go out and accompany the prince. I have business to do, and I will have to wait a while before I can go out."

Wang Ping'an quickly stood up, retreated and left the desk, and he was in good manner to leave the hall. Shi Zhongchen personally sent him out.

When he arrived at the front hall, General Shi Daxing glared at his eyes and shook his sleeves. The little eunuch and palace maid standing outside immediately understood and quickly walked away from the hall.

Shi Zhongchen looked at Wang Ping'an, speechless for a while, which made Wang Ping'an's scalp numb. He said, "Uncle Shi, do you want my nephew to tell the truth?"

Shi Zhongchen nodded slowly and said softly: "Our family has served the emperor for many years. In the sixth year of Zhenguan, the emperor was seriously ill. At that time, the news came out, and China and foreign countries were shocked. Fortunately, they were all old ministers, but the barbarians of foreign countries were ready to move. The Turks went south repeatedly to test, causing a lot of suffering to the people of the border, so this time..."

"Don't worry, Uncle Shi, my nephew is not a talkative person!" Wang Ping'an hurriedly said.

Shi Zhongchen said: "We know you are not a talkative person. We have known you for so long and have never seen you talk nonsense. This is very good, better than some old ministers." He paused and said: "How about the emperor's dragon body?"

Wang Ping'an was silent for a moment before saying, "It's very bad. As for what kind of disease it is, my nephew dared not assert that just rely on taking pulses and looking at the tongue coating, so I have to ask Uncle Shi for some things!"

When Shi Zhongchen heard this, he suddenly felt like he was ten years older and almost couldn't stand steadily. He knew that Wang Ping'an never talked nonsense. If he couldn't say it well, it would definitely be bad!

His body shook and he was a little unsteady. Wang Ping'an hurriedly helped him sit aside, while he squatted at Shi Zhongchen's feet, not daring to speak.

After a while, Shi Zhongchen asked in a very slow tone: "What are you going to ask?"

Wang Ping'an felt a clear idea, but he didn't dare to assert. He asked, "Does the emperor speak bitterly on weekdays?"

Li Shimin was in poor health and could hide it from others, but how could he hide it from Shi Zhongchen? Shi Zhongchen nodded slowly and said, "Yes!"

Wang Ping'an asked again: "Does there be dizziness and tinnitus?"

Shi Zhongchen nodded slowly again, but this time he did not answer.

Wang Ping'an was able to make a conclusion at this time what disease did Li Shimin get, but he still asked: "Can you be numb between your fingers?"

Shi Zhongchen whispered: "I often cannot hold the pen and hold the chopsticks."

Wang Ping'an sighed and said, "If the nephew expected it is good, the emperor will often suffer from heart and chest pain, which will cause bone pain during attack, shortness of breath and sweating profusely in severe cases, and cannot control yourself!"

The palace was in silence again. For a long time, Shi Zhongchen did not speak.

The hall was quiet, and the chirping of birds came from outside the hall from time to time, making the hall even quieter!

Shi Zhongchen gasped for a long time and asked in a trembling voice: "What disease is this?"

Wang Ping'an shivered slightly, swallowed his saliva, and then said: "This is a chest ache, which can also be called true heartache!"

The chest aphrodisiac that the ancients called can be understood as coronary heart disease!

There was no saying of coronary heart disease or angina pectoris in ancient times, but this disease was dialectical. Ancient doctors broadly called it chest pain, also called true heart pain! It is mainly believed that the heart qi is insufficient and the heart yang is not strong, resulting in cold and stagnation of qi and stagnation, blood stasis and phlegm turbidity hinder the heart meridians and affect the circulation of qi and blood.

Li Shimin suffered from angina pectoris, and he would die of this disease in the future!

This disease cannot be angry. Once it is strongly stimulated, it is very likely that it will be seriously ill and will not be cured. Li Shimin was indeed angry to death after suffering major stimulation. From the onset to the death, it took less than an hour!

Shi Zhongchen was trembling all over, his hands couldn't bear it, and he actually hugged his shoulders, tears were already appearing in his eyes. He asked, "Is it serious?"

Wang Ping'an said: "It's very serious. I feel really painful about this disease. If it occurs more violently, it will die in the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst of the midst

Shi Zhongchen's tears fell from his eyes. He and Li Shimin had a relationship with the king and his subjects. From their prime to old age, they have always been the closest person. He suddenly heard that Li Shimin had this serious illness, how could he not be sad!

Seeing that he was sad, Wang Ping'an was afraid of irritating him, so he hurriedly said, "It's not too late to find out now. Although my nephew is not sure to cure this disease, it is not difficult to maintain it!"
Chapter completed!