The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 585
Li Shimin couldn't understand the implication of Sun Simiao's words, that is, there is no cure...

The surrounding officials quickly followed up with a few words as usual.

"Please don't worry about Your Majesty's Sacred Heart. Your Majesty will be blessed by heaven and man, and she will be safe and sound—"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the empress will be blessed by heaven and man, and she will be safe!"

Say a few words of comfort to the Sacred Heart, and it doesn't cost money, so why not do it.

The words of persuasion that suddenly sounded from around made Li Shimin, who had been depressed for another day, seem to have a point to vent.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

This is a direct flattery on the ass of a horse!
All of them turned pale with fright, and left in a hurry.

In the end, Li Shimin asked all the officials in the Zichen Palace to disperse, and ordered that from now on, no one should be allowed to visit or even approach the Zichen Palace without his permission.

Then Li Shimin turned around, his face was tired, and he said with bloodshot eyes.

"Old Sun, please try your best to treat the queen, I dare not refuse!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the doctor is benevolent. The old man will do his best. Tonight, the old man will try his best to reconcile the qi and blood for the empress, and delay the illness."

After all, Sun Simiao took Sun Yanzhen into Zichen Palace again.

When the two left...

In the end, Li Shimin sat helplessly in front of Zichen Hall.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, and he immediately remembered a figure who was fooling around...

Now, even Sun Simiao, the medical sage, is helpless, and that boy also said back then that his medical skills are only half-baked.

Now that the Avalokitesvara maidservant suffers from multiple illnesses, it is impossible for this kid to surpass the medical saint in terms of medical skills, right?
but……

Instead of putting your hope on some kind of goddamn bastard, why not put your hope on that kid?

At this time, a notification voice came.

"Your Majesty, Abbot Shangqing of Daxing Temple seeks an audience!"

"See you!"

Li Shimin was full of worries, raised his bloodshot eyes, waved his hands wearily and shouted angrily.

The guard trembled in fright.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, Abbot Shangqing said that he came here to offer the life-protecting pill for the empress."

……

Inside the hall.

Sun Yanzhen spoke first.

"Hey, Uncle Clan, the most important problem for the Empress right now is the loss of Qi and blood, coupled with wind-cold stasis and toxins, there is no root and no attraction, and the power of medicine and stones cannot be used rashly. It is better to just try the power of acupuncture for a while."

Sun Simiao frowned bitterly, tugged at his beard, and shook his head.

"Yan Zhen, the power of acupuncture...it's hard to say. After all, the empress is born weak. You also know that the power of acupuncture will stimulate the blood, but the empress is now depleted of energy and blood. She can't stand rash actions. Otherwise, it will be a catastrophe. The old man said before." I have thought about it, but after thinking about it, I still can’t act rashly.”

If the acupuncture is not successful, the condition of the Empress will be worsened. It is not that Sun Simiao has not thought about it, so he hesitated for a long time before making a decision.

"Uncle Clan, I had a teacher before, and I was lucky enough to acquire the rumored Taiyi magic needle, which is very effective in harmonizing qi and blood, and attracting silt diseases from the root, but Yan Zhen is really not sure if I am a beginner."

Taiyi magic needle?

Hearing this, Sun Simiao's eyes moved.

He asked in disbelief, "But the Taiyi Magic Needle in Qihuang Classics?"

"That's right, uncle!"

Sun Simiao tugged at his beard, looking delighted.

"In this world, there are still rumored inheritors of the "Taiyi Magic Needle"! Yan Zhen, are you serious?"

Even, Sun Simiao asked one more question as if he couldn't believe it.

After all, even he only knows the name of the acupuncture method of "Taiyi Shenzhen", but not the body.

"Of course Yan Zhen doesn't dare to deceive your uncle, but now Yan Zhen is still a beginner, so he dare not take on the task of treating your mother!"

Sun Yanzhen's old face was full of worry and hesitation.

Sun Simiao hurriedly asked.

"Where is the person who taught you the "Taiyi Divine Needle" now?"

A strange complex look appeared on Sun Yanzhen's face.

"This...is in Chang'an."

Sun Simiao's expression changed.

The same is true for Yan Zhen, could it be that he is also getting old and confused, isn't it simple?
"Then don't hurry up, please enter the palace and treat your empress! I also want to see, who is the person who inherits the "Taiyi Magic Needle"?"

At the right time, Sun Yanzhen's complexion became more worried and complicated, and his words were a little awkward.

"Clan...Uncle Clan, the teacher who passed on my "Taiyi Magic Needle" may not be your senior...he...ah, the teacher is only a weak year..."

After talking about this weak year, Sun Yanzhen's old face turned red.

"The Year of the Weak Crown?!"

Sun Simiao's expression was startled. It was rumored that the person who wrote the "Taiyi Magic Needle" in Zhongqihuang classics was only a boy in his teens?
Could this be a joke?

But Yan Zhen's nature has been known since he was a child, and he is not a person who just talks about it!

Sun Yanzhen smiled wryly and said: "Yes, Uncle Clan, the teacher is indeed only a young man, but Yan Zhen also saw it with his own eyes when he saved the wife of Su Guo's mansion from many years of serious illness in Su Guo's mansion."

"Just outside the hall, Yan Zhen wanted to petition the Holy Majesty, but hesitated for a long time..."

"After all, at the teacher's age, if even the teacher can't do anything about it, it would be embarrassing. I'm afraid... it will bring disaster to the teacher!"

A teenage doctor who treats the empress.

It's a big joke wherever you go, and the success of the treatment is naturally a joke.

If there is a little carelessness, it will be criticized by thousands of people and scolded by others.

Moreover, in this palace, there are even hidden swords and countless Xiaoxiao, even if I don't say failure, even if I run to say something, I can't do anything, it will be countless verbal swords, and maybe it will bring trouble to his nephew.

No wonder Yan Zhen thought it over and over again...

Sun Simiao frowned, the doctor was benevolent, he also wanted to do his best to treat the empress, but he couldn't do it.

Now that there is little hope, or...

Sun Simiao finally made a decision.

"How about this Yan Zhen, tonight the old man is going to cook medicine to soothe the pulse of the empress, to get rid of the poison of the wind and cold for a while, and tomorrow morning, you take the old man to meet your teacher and see if you can discuss a complete method?"

And only so.

Sun Yanzhen nodded in agreement.

……

In the Chengqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, this is the most precious golden pill that has been preserved in our temple for many years. It has the effect of enriching qi and blood, curing evil diseases and continuing to pass on life and death. Now I heard that the empress is suffering from a serious illness, so the poor monk came here to offer this pill for her to use." .”

Sitting in the guest seat.

It is a monk with a ring scar on his head, a benevolent face, a fat figure and a cassock.

He has a kind face, with piercing eyes, and he is offering Buddhist rituals with his hands in his hands, with a look of compassion.

He is the current abbot of Daxing Temple, and his dharma name is Shangqing.

If it was in the past, Li Shimin would have been shocked and grateful.

But, this is a pill.

Ever since he heard about the elixir from that kid, he has kept secrets about the elixir.

Even he had the habit of taking pills back then.

As soon as the kid said it, he did an experiment when he came back.

I found some livestock to use the elixir that I used.

In the first few days, although they were full of energy and screamed powerfully, within half a month, they died suddenly one by one.

Regarding this matter, due to the lack of face, I did not publicize it to the outside world.

Li Shimin endured the impatience in his heart, and responded with nothing to do.

"Thank you Master Shangqing for offering the medicine, I am very grateful."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, although my Daxing Temple is small, I will still pray for your empress. For a kind person like your empress, the poor monk believes that God will bless your empress!"

The monk raised his hand in salute, with a sincere expression, but there was obviously something in his words, and there was an implication behind them.

Thinking in my heart, all the medicines are given to you, logically speaking, the emperor should bestow a reward.

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　Brothers, this monk is not my hydrographer, but used later to delay the plot
　　
　
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