The First Young Master of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 82
"Does Daoist Sun's clinic have a name?" Xuan Shijing saw that there was no plaque on the lintel in front of the door, and he didn't know what name Sun Simiao had given his clinic.

Mentioning this matter, Sun Simiao shook his head: "I haven't had time to come up with a name in the future, why don't you think about it for the poor."

Xuan Shijing shook his head: "This is really bad for my little nephew. I'd better leave this name to you, Daoist Sun, after you think it over, how about it?"

Sun Simiao said with a smile: "It's okay, young master, but it's okay to say." These days Sun Simiao lived in the Hou's mansion, and occasionally talked with Xuan Shijing about medical matters in the study, the more he discussed with him, the more he felt Xuan Shijing's views Unique, Xuan Shijing said some things that he had never thought of before, and it also opened another door for him on the way of medicine.

In fact, some of the things Xuan Shijing said are some of the theories commonly used in modern Western medicine. It was put forward by Xuan Shijing when he was looking for some ways to treat Qi diseases for Empress Zhangsun. After all, there are differences between Chinese and Western medicine concepts. Unexpectedly, Sun Simiao could accept these ideas, and has been tirelessly researching them.

Now that Sun Simiao has said so, Xuan Shijing is no longer pretentious. Sun Simiao is known as the king of medicine and wrote the masterpiece "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions". Xuan Shijing didn't bother to think about it, and said directly: "Qianjin Medical Center, what's the name?"

"Thousands of gold? Young Master, why not?" Sun Simiao frowned instinctively when he heard the word "Qianjin". Simply use the literal meaning of these two words.

"Life is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold. A person's life is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and their health is even more difficult to change. But Daoist Sun, your prescriptions can save people and are even more worth a thousand pieces of gold." Xuan Shijing explained.

"Thousands of gold." Sun Simiao murmured in a low voice, thinking for a while: "What a daughter, the young master's words awakened the dreamer." Sun Simiao laughed, looking at Xuan Shijing in confusion: What does this mean?
"When the young master mentioned this, Pindao thought of it. Pindao can write a book to gather and summarize all the prescriptions that Pindao has used to treat diseases and save people over the years, and leave them for future generations. Now doctors think about their own prescriptions. It is too serious, and this has caused many prescriptions to be lost, so how can one cherish one's own medicine along the way." Having said this, Sun Simiao sighed.

Sun Simiao wants to write a book?Could this be the birth of "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions"?

"Sun Daochang wants to write a book. It's a good thing. If there is any need, just send someone to the branch of the Hou Mansion." On this matter, Xuan Shijing strongly supported it. Seeing the decline of Chinese medicine in later generations, people I would rather believe in Korean medicine, Tibetan medicine, Mongolian medicine, and Miao medicine. In fact, to put it bluntly, these branches all come from Chinese medicine, especially those shameless people who say that Chinese medicine originated in Bangzi. My Chinese history is 3000 years. Our ancestors learned When they started dressing and talking about etiquette, they were still eating tree bark. Thinking about the country on the land to the east of the Tang Dynasty, Xuan Shijing always felt a resentment in his heart, not because of anything else, but because of his deep-seated What flows is the hot blood of Yanhuang, and he cannot allow his own things to be stolen by others.

Sun Simiao nodded and said: "At that time, I will definitely go to the mansion to bother me. After all, there are many books in the mansion's study room, and the poor need to learn from it."

The news of Sun Simiao opening a medical clinic in Pingkangfang soon reached the ears of His Majesty Li Er. At this time, His Majesty Li Er was playing a game with Empress Changsun in the Lizheng Hall.

"Daozhang Sun's clinic is located in Pingkangfang, which is close to the palace city. By the way, does Daozhang Sun's clinic have a name?" His Majesty Li Er said, looking at the guards standing in the hall who came to report.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the plaque has not been hung yet, but the name has already been chosen." The guard replied: "I heard that it was given by Xuanwei Marquis, and it is called Qianjin Medical Hall."

"Qianjin Medical Center?" Empress Changsun said in surprise, "Jing'er gave this name? Daozhang Sun agreed?"

"Yes." The guard nodded.

"Hahahaha, Qianjin Medical Center, are you sure Daoist Sun didn't drive Jing'er out with a whisk?" His Majesty Li Er said with a smile.

The guard shook his head blankly.

"Qianjin, Qianjin, what Jing'er means is that he still hopes that Daoist Sun's business will prosper. According to Daoist Sun's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to accept it." His Majesty Li Er frowned and said: "It's really strange, how did Daoist Sun respond to this? What about the name?"

"Since Daoist Sun agreed, there must be another meaning. Your Majesty, don't be confused by the literal meaning of the word "qianjin" just because it came from Jing'er." Empress Changsun said with a smile.

"That's right, that's all, since that's the case, come here, prepare pen and ink, I will personally write a plaque for Daoist Sun, and send someone to engrave it and send it to Pingkangfang." Li Er ordered.

After the guards left, Empress Changsun saw that His Majesty Li Er was in high spirits, so she took the opportunity to say: "Your Majesty, this concubine has received a note from Lord Wei Zhengwei."

"Wei Zheng? What did he say?" Li Erbi walked up to him and sat down, his eyes continued to fall on the unfinished chessboard, and he asked casually.

"My lord Wei said that the crown prince lives in the East Palace, while the Supreme Emperor lives outside the palace city, which is unreasonable and not filial." Empress Changsun said cautiously.

"This Wei Zheng is too lenient." His Majesty Li Er threw down the chess piece in his hand, and said with some atmosphere: "If the Supreme Emperor does not live in Daming Palace, why should he live in Taiji Palace? What does he think?"

"Your Majesty, calm down, Mr. Wei didn't give you the paper directly. You see, if Master Wei's past temperament is followed, he must have stood up to you in the court. This time he passed you and passed the paper to the concubine. Isn't this also saving face." Empress Changsun persuaded.

"This matter can be regarded as his understanding." His Majesty Li Er listened to Empress Changsun's words, and thought about Wei Zheng's stubborn temper. He really did this to save himself face.

"All the papers have been handed over to the concubine, what does His Majesty plan to do with it?" asked Empress Changsun.

Li Er really didn't know how to deal with this matter, could it be possible to bring Li Yuan to the palace?Where do you live? The East Palace is where the prince lives, and the Taiji Hall is where the emperor lives. Is it possible that Li Yuan can live in Ye Ting Palace? Why don't you always say that you don't like politics, why are you so concerned about Wei Zheng's book today?"

Empress Changsun smiled, knowing that Li Er must be worrying about this matter, she said, "Your Majesty, this is not a political matter, it is His Majesty's family matter."

"That's right, this is my family business, this is my family business!" His Majesty Li Er suddenly raised his voice: "Maid Guanyin, you are right, this is my family business, so Wei Zheng can't take care of it."

(End of this chapter)