"Your Majesty is so serious, so let's ask Old Fairy Sun to treat the prince first."

Su Dawei said modestly.

As Li Zhi set out to the Eastern Palace, Sun Simiao, Su Dawei, Wu Meiniang and others went there together under the escort of the eunuchs of the palace and Qianniuwei.

Along the way, Su Dawei looked at Sun Simiao secretly.

This is a legendary figure.

Even thousands of years later, his name is still remembered and respected as the King of Medicine together with "The Thousand King of Elbows".

Su Dawei remembers that he had read a lot of records about Sun Simiao. This old man was summoned by Emperor Taizong during the Zhenguan period. He was born in the Western Wei Dynasty and went through the Western Wei Dynasty, Sui Dynasty and Tang Dynasty. He can be called a living fossil.

By age, this old man is over a hundred years old, but Su Dawei secretly observed himself and found that Sun Simiao's face was like a baby, with neat and strong teeth. When he spoke, the energy came out of his dantian, condensing and stable, and he did not look like a hundred-year-old man at all.

This person's achievements in nourishing his body are of great significance.

Moreover, Su Dawei felt the energy flowing even more faintly in Sun Simiao.

But this aura is not strong.

I can only secretly guess that this old man is also a supernatural person, but it is difficult to judge which level he reaches.

When he arrived at the Eastern Palace, Sun Simiao first looked at the decorations in the Prince's Hall and asked the palace servants to open all the panes in the Prince's Hall to allow the sunlight and air to circulate.

After taking the prince's pulse, he invited me to write a prescription without thinking, and asked someone to grab the medicine and cook it.

Then, from the portable medicine bag, nine silver needles were taken, long or short, and pierced them on the prince's right hand in turn.

"I took the needle of the Taiyin lung meridian of the hand, which can relieve the evil fire in the prince's lungs."

Sun Simiao said slowly, and gently rotated the silver needle with two fingers in his right hand.

Su Dawei stood behind Wu Meiniang, not far from the bed. As his pupils shrank, he saw a faint blue light flashing in Sun Simiao's hand.

That was the vital energy, like silk and thread, from the fingers of the Medicine King, pierced into the Taiyin lung meridian of the Prince's Hand through the silver needle.

Leave the needle for a moment.

Sun Simiao took off the silver needle and his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The eunuch just boiled the medicine and brought it up.

Wu Meiniang hurriedly stepped forward and served the prince himself to drink the bowl of thick Chinese medicine. She looked at the prince's eyes and looked sleepy, lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Sun Simiao picked his beard and said, "For the first three days, the old Taoist used silver to clear the evil energy of the lung meridian, and then used medicine soup to consolidate the root cause. When the evil fire dissipated, then used acupuncture to remove all the swellings. After that, it would be cured after more than a month of recuperation."

Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang were both surprised and happy. They looked at each other, clenched their hands tightly, and then separated.

Li Zhi said to Sun Simiao: "With Yao Lao's opinion, Honger's illness will be cured in two months?"

"No, no, it's more than a month. The old Taoist promises to give His Majesty a healthy prince."

Sun Simiao's face was rosy, and he smiled with his white beard and said, "In the future, as long as you pay attention to the coldness and nourish the lung meridian, you can keep your body safe and there will be no recurrence."

"Thank you, Mr. Yao!"

Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang were overjoyed. The two bowed to Sun Simiao for the first time as the emperor and the empress.

Sun Simiao did not dare to receive the gift from the two of them, so he hurriedly turned to show his concession.

"The crown prince is the crown prince of the country. He treats the prince's illness, which means healing the welfare of the people of the Tang Dynasty. This is the responsibility of the old Taoist."

"Old Yao has great merits. I have thanked Yao Lao for his behalf for the prince and millions of people in the Tang Dynasty."

Li Zhi said with emotion: "What kind of reward does Yao Lao want?"

After saying this, Wu Meiniang was underneath, using her big sleeves to cover herself up and gently pulled Li Zhi's collar.

Li Zhi suddenly reacted and added his forehead with his hands, "But I am confused. Yao Lao is so arrogant and honest. Most of the folk things are not in Yao Lao's eyes."

Sun Simiao gently picked up his white beard and sighed: "The old Taoist has lived for more than a hundred years, and he does not care about fame and fortune. I am willing to continue to study medicine and benefit the people."

Su Dawei whispered from the side: "Since Sun Xianweng wants to make more profits for the people, why not set up more clinics to help Xianweng carry forward medical skills, so that more people can learn Sun Xianweng's medical skills and benefit the people."

As soon as these words were said, both Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang's eyes lit up.

A medical clinic was set up and many doctor disciples were summoned to learn medicine from Sun Simiao. In this way, Sun Simiao could no longer hide in the pretext of hiding in a short period of time, and he also trained many medical officials for the Tang Dynasty. This was a way to kill two birds with one stone.

If it were normal, Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang might not have expected it, but they were worried about the prince's condition at the moment, and they would be confused about their concerns.

After hearing Su Dawei's "godly kill", the emperor and the empress were both very satisfied, and the eyes he cast at Su Dawei also showed praise and encouragement.

Sun Simiao smiled bitterly: "This... the old Taoist cannot refuse. I have lived for a hundred years, and I don't know how many years I can live. If this skill is brought into the soil, it would be a pity."

"Sun Xianweng has a high level of cultivation. I think he can live two or three hundred years old. He is now in his prime."

Su Dawei smiled aside and slapped Sun Simiao's flattery.

If you say it is flattery, most of you are sincere.

According to legend, Sun Simiao seems to have lived to be one hundred, fifty or sixty years old, and is a perfect person.

"Your Majesty can also declare medical scriptures for Sun Xianweng to help Sun Xianweng take what he has learned in his life, write books, and benefit the people."

"Ami's words are very consistent with my wishes."

Li Zhi has rarely been so happy in recent days and can't help laughing, as if his body has become much lighter.

"Your Majesty, let the old Taoist take your pulse first."

"I'm old when I have time."

Li Zhi's physical condition is different from that of Li Hong.

Li Hong was infected with lung disease.

Li Zhi's body was inherited by family inheritance, head wind and cardiovascular disease, and was inherited by the sixth dynasty emperors of the Li Tang Dynasty.

There is really nothing we can do about this genetic disease.

You can only adjust as much as possible from your diet and living habits.

Unfortunately, as an emperor, Li Zhi had no time and energy every day.

His illness is one of family inheritance, and the other is his own diet, and he is also a hereditary favorite to eat high-fat meat.

Finally, the government is heavy and long-term fatigue overdrawn.

After finishing the heavy official duties, he had to deal with the concubines in the harem.

Even the body is hard to get rid of.

Regarding his physical condition, Sun Simiao pondered for a moment and gave me some medicine and stone treatments. He had a proper diet, but did not eat enough, rode a horse and relax, and walked and sang more.

It doesn't sound mysterious.

"The body is like a house. It is better to be worm-eating and ants, and then repair it after being destroyed by wind and rain."

Sun Simiao said: "The old Taoist also has a set of Five Animal Shows here, which was passed down from the miracle doctor Hua Tuo that year. If Your Majesty insists on practicing, I believe it will not be difficult to maintain a better state."

"The elder of the medicine has trouble."

Li Zhi said gratefully.

After some things were explained, Li Zhi ordered Wu Meiniang to send Sun Simiao to rest in person.

I found a side palace to settle in the palace, which was closer to the Eastern Palace, so it was convenient for the prince to be treated at any time.

After dealing with this matter, Li Zhi glanced at Su Dawei and suddenly said, "Ami, come with me."

...

Li Zhi took Su Dawei to a side hall in the East Palace.

Su Dawei looked at him quietly and found that it looked like the prince's study room. The hall was filled with books and the table was covered with pens and ink and other study tools.

The four walls are clean, with only a few calligraphy and paintings, and they still look extremely simple.

Those words are flying and phoenix danced, and at Su Dawei's level, they only know who is good, but they don't know who is the best.

The painting hanging on the wall is a picture of a drunk Taoist priest by Yan Liben, a master of the dynasty.

Speaking of this painting, there are some allusions. In the first year of Xianqing, there were many frictions between monks and Taoists. On the other side of the Taoist, Chang'an often used the "Drunk Monk Picture" by Zhang Sengyou, a native of Liang, to mock monks.

Later, the monks were angry, so they raised hundreds of thousands of dollars and asked Yan Liben to draw this "Drunk Taoist Picture" to fight back.

These two pictures in later generations were all passed down, which is quite interesting.

When Su Dawei saw Yan Liben's signature, he immediately remembered that this old man was a craftsman in the court, and the pictures of the heroes of the "Zhaoling Liujun" and "Lingyan Pavilion" were both his works.

He also supervised the Cuiwei Palace and the Daming Palace.

Now this old man should have been moved to the Minister of Works.

Two years ago, he also received a letter from Brother Di Renjie, saying that he was appreciated by Yan Liben and recommended him to the court many times.

After the surrounding environment was observed, Su Dawei's eyes fell on the table of the prince's daily study.

Generally speaking, a person's character is well-behaved and the most information will be revealed from his daily necessities, especially on the desktop where he works and studies.

What kind of pen and ink do you like to use, is it luxurious or frugal?

What book is placed on the table? Is it Laozi and Zhuangzi, or is it the name of the various Confucian and Legal philosophers?

Are there any writing on the table, what are the words? Is it urgent or slow?

In addition to official duties, what other books do I read and what I like?

Su Dawei said to An Wensheng before that he would observe the prince more.

Now that Sun Simiao has, the prince’s health should not have any major problems. The rest is to understand the nature of Prince Li Hong.

I decided whether to continue to hug Wu Meiniang or move closer to Li Hong in the future.

These are related to your future wealth and life and should not be ignored.

After only one look, Su Dawei automatically filtered out the useless information, and his eyes were firmly attracted by a book placed on the table.

Li Zhi walked ahead and looked back: "You have a vision."

As he said that, he reached out to pick up the book on the table and said, "This is the "A Brief Discourse on the Emperor" compiled by Yu Shinan when the late emperor was there. The former emperor often read it and later gave it to me. Now, I will also give it to the prince."

Su Dawei looked at the book in Li Zhi's hand.

The cover is a bit broken and looks a little old and yellow.

Obviously, it has been read countless times.

Seeing this book, Su Dawei suddenly remembered what An Wensheng said last night.

"Your Majesty is truly worthy of being the son of Emperor Taizong."

I really don’t understand how those people in later generations saw that Li Zhi was cowardly.

Li Zhi is the emperor of the ages, and is the level of the great devil?

Judging from the second generation, for thousands of years, almost no one can truly compare to Li Zhi.

The second generation of the empire still expanded its territory, fought east and west, and expanded its territory for thousands of miles.

This achievement is real.

Suddenly I remembered that in an article in my previous life, I saw a passage imitating the dialogue between Li Zhi and Li Shimin.

Li Zhi: Big.

Li Er: What's the matter, Chicu?

Li Zhi: Some people say I don’t look like you.

Li Er: This is too much. Guanyin maid is deeply in love with me and is unswerving in life and death. Come on, someone will drag the rumors out and behead them in half!

Li Zhi: No, that's not what they mean.

Li Er: What does that mean?

Li Zhi: They said you are the old wolf king and I am the little sheep.
Chapter completed!