The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 375 The Ill-Fated Yu Zhining
Just a little fart, it's not aimed at Lao Tzu, do you really think that Lao Tzu is a rookie who has just entered the court? !

Yu Zhining knew very well who Changsun Wuji was referring to, but at this moment, he couldn't stand up and explain it. After all, as long as anyone with a discerning eye knew about it, it must have been instigated by the person sitting above. A small arm can't twist that big thick leg.

It's just that Yu Zhining understood it a little late. If he could have understood earlier that it was useless not to talk about the mess in the palace yesterday, he would probably be able to drink tea and listen to music leisurely at home by now.

Just when Yu Zhining was obsessed with the shamelessness of the eldest grandson Wuji, Li Shimin said: "Wuji is right, Xiaoyaohou is indeed a suitable candidate, but how to choose the assistant?!"

"Your Majesty, I think that as the teacher of Xiaoyaohou, Mr. Yu is enough to take on this important task." Unsurprisingly, Yu Zhining was selected.

At this time, Yu Zhining had no choice but to pretend to be stupid, and went out to play: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go!"

"Okay, since Zhong Mi has such a responsibility, I naturally have no reason not to be against it, come and draw up a decree!" Li Shimin nodded in satisfaction at Lao Yu's knowledge, and began to draft the letter of credence without any hesitation.

Yu Zhining seemed to have really resigned to his fate, and put on an awe-inspiring look, almost as if he was preparing to die heroically.

……

Just like that, Yu Zhining set out again within twelve hours after returning to Chang'an from Shuozhou, turned around and returned to Shuozhou, but once his identity became the deputy envoy of Goguryeo, and Li Muyun became the envoy.

God is so pitiful, people who are older than 50 years old, dragging an old bone and running for thousands of miles, even people who are more than five years old in future generations can't bear it, let alone the medical level in Datang. In a society where a cold kills everyone.

So when Lao Yu returned to Shuozhou again, he fell ill unsurprisingly, with a persistent high fever, talking nonsense in a daze.

Li Muyun didn't expect Lao Yu to come back so quickly, but seeing the miserable appearance of this seat, coupled with the tearful virtue of Yu Shenyan, the second son of the Yu family, this Xiaoyaohou of the Tang Dynasty is also a first-timer. big.

However, it is useless to say anything at this time, it is serious to save Old Yu's life, otherwise if the old man dies of a fever, Li Muyun will always feel a little bit sorry for his conscience.

Put the high-altitude wine into the cage and steam it five times. Although the method of physical cooling is not very useful, it is better than nothing.

The Chinese herbal medicine with antipyretic effect made about a cart full, and bowls after bowls of fried ones were poured into Lao Yu's stomach.

After tossing and tossing for a whole night, Lao Yu's illness did not improve at all, and he was still talking nonsense in a daze, which scared Yu Shenyan almost to prepare for Lao Yu's funeral.

In the end, old Li Yuan was more experienced. He pushed away the half-assed doctor in the cottage, looked at Old Yu for a long time, frowned and said, "No, it doesn't look like this posture has caught the wind and cold. If the old man's guess is right, it should be It’s right to play tricks.”

Playing pendulum is an ancient saying, and there is another kind of disease called epidemic disease. In modern times, it has a more formal name called malaria!This disease is also easily misdiagnosed as flu in later generations, not to mention that in ancient times like Datang, where doctors only relied on word of mouth, it is understandable for the half-hearted doctors in Shanhanli to misdiagnose Lao Yu's disease as wind-cold.

But having said that, the disease has not yet been diagnosed. Although Li Muyun has studied medicine, he also studied surgery, which is mainly for skin trauma. Don't know anything.

But looking at the current situation of Old Yu, in fact, as long as he is an individual, he will know. If he doesn't diagnose and prescribe the right medicine, it is estimated that this old guy's old life will really be taken by Hades.

In desperation, the bewildered people could only choose to trust the old man Li Yuan.

But after believing Li Yuan's words, Yu Shenyan couldn't take it any longer. He was playing tricks. In the Tang Dynasty, it was a terminal illness with no cure. Although it would be helpful for the treatment after confirming the illness, he was sure he was old, so he was playing tricks. If you say that, it is tantamount to directly sentence Lao Yu to death.

Now the second son of the Yu family was really dumbfounded. He sat down on the ground and cried like a child: "Father, you can't die. If you leave like this, I, how can I tell my mother?" Tell me!"

After listening to Li Yuan's words, Li Muyun frowned and felt that he knew what kind of treatment was needed for this disease, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Now Yu Shenyan's crying made the founding magistrate feel even more depressed. He glanced at him and kicked him away: "Hold back for me! You have to cry until your father dies." !"

"Uh..." Yu Shenyan didn't expect Li Muyun's temper to be so irritable, worried that he would be kicked directly out of Jiu Xiaoyun by this kick, and stared blankly at him not even daring to fart.

Li Yuan, on the other hand, couldn't bear to watch, and glared at Li Muyun: "Don't you usually think you're smart? In this situation, if you don't think about it, throwing something crazy at a child will really benefit you."

"Father, I'm just thinking about it!" Li Muyun was stared at by old Li Yuan, shrunk his neck, scratched the back of his head and said, "I remember that there used to be a folk remedy for this kind of disease, but now it's just a temporary cure." Can not remember!"

"What? You, you really have a solution?" Li Yuan, who had already given up any hope, stared at the boss instantly.

Maybe he didn't care much about Yu Zhining's life or death, but what he cared about was the treatment of malaria.

Because basically everyone in Datang knows that the only option is to get this disease and wait to die. If you don’t die, it is a fluke.

So when Li Muyun said that this disease could be cured, no matter whether it was Li Yuan or Su Wanqing, even the little girl Mu Yu who was standing aside with nothing to do opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Yu Shenyan even pounced on Li Muyun's feet like a tiger, hugged his thigh and cried, "Sir, please, save my father, please! I kowtow to you, I kowtow to you! gentlemen!"

Li Muyun was already a little annoyed because he couldn't remember what the folk prescription was, but now that he was tossed about by Yu Shenyan, his mood was even more irritated. He interrupted his thoughtful thoughts, and he glanced at Su Wanqing in desperation: "Wanqing, drag this kid out for me, no one can let him in without my order."

(End of this chapter)