Fahai travels through Tang Sanzang

It is not once or twice that the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty met with His Majesty from other countries.

Every time they met, they would always say things like "Where did they come from" and "How about the Tang Dynasty", and the king of Zhu Zi Kingdom was no exception.

Although his face was a bit gloomy, but because Zhu Ziguo was far away from the Great Tang, he still tried his best to ask Master Sanzang about the customs of the Great Tang.

Xu Shi hadn't seen such an eminent monk for a long time, and when he got up today, he would hold a feast in the Pixiang Hall to invite the monks.

His Majesty invited Master Sanzang to sit with him, and they talked happily. He learned a lot about the style of the Tang Dynasty from Master Sanzang, and asked why Master Sanzang came to learn scriptures.

After listening to Master Sanzang explaining the stories of "The Dragon King of Jinghe privately rains", "Prime Minister Wei Zhengmeng Slays the Dragon", "The King of Tang Dreams in the Palace of the King of Hell", etc., he sighed for a while: "Sincerity is a great country in the sky, and the king is upright and his ministers are virtuous! It's like my widow has been ill for a long time, and no one can save me."

Fa Hai was not surprised to hear His Majesty's words. When he first met, he noticed that His Majesty's face was yellow and thin, and his body was decrepit.

It can be seen that His Majesty the King's background is not bad, even if he has some long-term illnesses, he can still suffer until now. It is also this illness that is not fatal, it only makes people lose weight day by day, and it is a worrying disease of panic and anorexia.

When he entered the city, he saw that someone in the city was posting a list of the emperors who practiced medicine, but he didn't look carefully, it must be because of this disease.

Now that they have met, Fa Hai will naturally not sit idly by, not to mention that His Majesty of the Zhuzi Kingdom is also a wise monarch, who can manage the country in an orderly manner even when he is ill.

Although the words in his previous words inevitably had the meaning of envying the Tang Dynasty, and the words that he had no ministers to save him were actually not meant to belittle the subjects, but mostly self-deprecating words.

I just saw Master Sanzang trekking across mountains and rivers to the west to seek scriptures, and I felt emotional for a while.

After all, he has been ill for a long time, isn't it also his ministers who are taking care of all the big and small affairs of the court?
Besides, it seems that a country that has been passed down for a long time like him has its own set of rules for governing and operating, and sits on the throne. In fact, the greater significance is to pass on the family and consolidate the foundation of the country.

Of course, all the ministers naturally hope that the leader of a country is a wise and holy king. Even a mediocre posture is acceptable.

I'm afraid of the kind of king who lacks his own ability but is happy to make great achievements. In fact, this is not much worse than the harm done to a country by a faint king or a tyrant.

"Amitabha."

Fahai said to the king: "The poor monk also knows a thing or two about the way of practicing medicine. If your majesty trusts the poor monk, you can ask the poor monk to treat your majesty."

Fa Hai is a cultivator, so he has penetrated the meridians of the whole body, and the meridians are the essentials of medical skills. Practitioners like them actually have a lot of insights into medical skills.

It's just some methods of practicing medicine, not following medical pharmacology like a serious doctor.

After all, the Dharma and mana in one body are ever-changing, and it is more effective to follow one's heart.

The so-called seeing, hearing and asking everything, Fa Hai has a pair of magic eyes, looking up at the heavens, looking down at the underworld, and seeing through the illness of the majesty in front of him, naturally it is not a big problem.

It's not on the same level anymore.

"Mages can also see a doctor?" The king was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Know a thing or two." Fa Hai nodded.

The lord directly stretched out his hand in front of Fa Hai, and said: "I also ask the mage to diagnose and treat! If you can cure the widow's disease, I am willing to share the land with the mage equally, and share the country!"

Amitabha.

Is this the first king who wants to share the country equally with him?
Naturally, Fa Hai would not take these mundane affairs to heart, in order to reassure the ruler, he also placed two fingers between his wrists, and he and himself could confirm each other after observing it just now.

In the palace, Fa Hai treated His Majesty.

The few apprentices who stayed in the Huitong Hall had already wandered around the city.

Several disciples are acting separately, each has its own destination.

Little White Dragon checks for any demons around;
Bajie and Wujing, naturally, one is looking for special products to eat, and the other is looking for customs.

The capital of the country is different, and the goods are very complete.

Hotels, rice shops, mills, and miscellaneous goods needless to say, exotic sugar cakes, steamed crisps, dim sum, paper rolls, oily foods, and honey foods are countless good things in Bajie's eyes.

There are also the signature dishes of various restaurants, which make Bajie linger on and forget to return, that is to say, their master has saved a lot of money from the robbers all the way, so that Bajie can go all the way to eat and experience the wonderful things in this city.

Stealing other people's craftsmanship, Bajie still can't do it.

But after he ate it, he was able to figure out the production process, and he could gradually improve the research in the future, and he could also incorporate his own characteristics.

When passing by the grocery store, I also bought all kinds of special seasonings from my country. After all, the consumption along the way is not small, and there are not many stocks in the past.

Bajie walked down the street with big and small bags on his shoulders, thinking that he could go to heaven and prove himself a "God of Cooking".

If I can benefit the Three Realms with delicious food, isn't that considered a great merit?

After all, life is alive, food, clothing, housing and transportation, food is the first place.

Seeing that the master and the fellow apprentices have lofty aspirations, it is inevitable that Ba Jie will have such thoughts, and Ba Jie's temperament has already determined that he will do what he can to achieve such a result. , is also reasonable.

Ba Jie thought in his heart, he planned to find a time to ask his master in private, after all, Brother Hou heard this, and he would only mock him for being an idiot who only knows how to "eat and eat".

He didn't know that Bajie was randomly arranging his own mahatma, so he first went to the local Town God's Temple, asked about the local grievances, and arrested a few rootless wild ghosts by the way, and brought them into the Town God's Temple.

Knowing that although there are small disturbances and small evils in the city, the overall situation is stable, the Great Sage did not stay long in the Town God's Temple.

After all, his reputation was too great, and these city gods made him very uncomfortable seeing his cautious, trembling and respectful appearance.

After leaving the Town God's Temple, he heard some commotion not far away, so the Great Sage rushed over to join in the fun.
It turned out that the people who posted the emperor's list at the east gate of the city had posted all the way to the west of the city. When they first entered the city, because of Bajie caused a commotion, they left in a hurry and didn't look carefully.

Now that he is in front of the Great Sage, he naturally wants to take a good look at it for a while.

"Since the establishment of my business, Zhuzi King of Niu Hezhou in the west, the four directions have been subdued, and the people have been peaceful. Due to the unfavorable state affairs, he was deeply ill and lay on his pillow, and he was drowned for a long time. It was difficult to recover. The imperial hospital of our country had repeatedly selected good prescriptions, but failed to cure them. This list is for general recruitment of sages from all over the world. Regardless of whether you come from north to east, or from China or foreign countries, if you have fine medicine, please go to the treasure hall and treat me. If you recover from illness, you are willing to divide the country equally, and you will never show it in vain. Give it to Zhang Hang, and those who must go to the list."

After seeing it, the great sage said in his heart: This country's lord is very generous. If he treats one disease, he will get half of the country.

Now that the master has entered the court, although he is not on the imperial list, his majesty's illness cannot be concealed from the master's Dharma Eye Amitabha. How many half of the world has the master rejected?

If they are in one place, I am afraid that the territory will not be smaller than Datang.

The great sage thought for a while, then turned his golden eyes to look directly at the palace, and saw that the master was about to diagnose the pulse of the majesty, the great sage rolled his eyes and smiled. Firstly, he wanted to find someone to play with, and secondly, It is the name of all masters and saints.

The great sage recited the magic formula in his mouth, and then breathed in the fairy air towards the sunda ground, and then a fairy wind was blown, only to see this fairy wind blowing up the emperor's list, but the father-in-law and the school captain who posted the list were horrified, and hurriedly Said: "Hurry up, the imperial list was blown away by the wind!"

After everyone heard this, they saw that the imperial list was blown in the air by the wind, and it went away with the wind!

"Quick, take down the imperial list!"

A father-in-law squeezed his throat and screamed, and everyone hurriedly chased him, all the way to the outside of the palace.

Apart from the two father-in-laws, how can others enter the palace gate?

So they called a team of Yulin to chase them together.

"Stop!"

When he was chasing, he was stopped by a guard who stretched out his hand, "Stop making a noise!"

When everyone saw it, it turned out that they had arrived at the Pixiang Palace, and the guard who stopped them was none other than the commander of the guards beside His Majesty.

The two father-in-laws were not great eunuchs, so they hurriedly said: "Commander, there is an imperial list that was blown into the palace by the wind, and went straight into the Pixiang Palace!"

The commander of the guards said: "The general saw it, and Hong Daban just said that the emperor's list was taken by Master Sanzang, an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty. Let's go away later."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, but the commander had already said so, so they naturally had no choice but to retreat.

And in the Pixiang Temple.

One hand of Fa Hai was still on His Majesty's wrist, and in the other hand, he was grabbing the imperial list that flew out of nowhere. Now that the imperial list was opened, Fa Hai also saw the words on it.

In the eyes of the emperor, this was a miracle, the manifestation of a Bodhisattva.

Otherwise, why did Master Sanzang want to diagnose and treat himself, and then the imperial list flew into the hands of Master Sanzang?

But Fahai knew very well that this was the handwriting of his stubborn apprentice.

The hairy monkey became bolder.

Before the imperial list entered the palace, Fahai had a premonition.

After sweeping his consciousness, he saw that there was a commotion outside, and then this imperial list came into the palace and was taken into his hands.After taking the imperial list into his hands and clearing the words on it, he knew the cause and effect.

"Your Majesty, this imperial list... I'm afraid it was made by a stubborn disciple of the poor monk's sect." Fa Hai said to the majesty, "But since it fell into the hands of the poor monk, and the poor monk is also treating your majesty, it can be regarded as the poor monk's revelation." Come down."

"Father-in-law, please tell me about it."

After getting His Majesty's consent, Hong Daban, who had been serving His Majesty all this time, left the Pixiang Hall and informed the outside that it was Master Sanzang who led the imperial list into the hall.

The words are so.

But His Majesty looked at Master Sanzang with an expression that was wrong, and he thought what Master Sanzang said was an excuse.

This is clearly the destiny!
Today, he should be cured of his illness by Master Sanzang, and Master Sanzang should also become the ruler of half of Zhuzi Kingdom.

With his spirit uplifted, it seems that his symptoms have been relieved to some extent without the use of Master Sanzang's medicine. Even his face has a little rosy color,

Scared!
Seeing this, Fa Hai let go of his pulse-diagnosing hand, tapped His Majesty's body a few times, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty has been ill for a long time, so don't be overjoyed or sad."

There is no need to be emotional.

Especially for those who are suffering from long-term illnesses like Zhu Ziguo's lord, the slightest unkindness will hurt the heart.

"Yes, yes, yes." The lord of the country is now obedient to Master Sanzang, and quickly calmed down, saying: "It's the widow who lost his composure."

"Amitabha." Fa Hai recited the Dharma name, and said, "Your Majesty's Cun pulse in the left hand is strong and tight, the Guan pulse is astringent and slow, and the Chi pulse is weak and sinking."

Hearing Master Sanzang's pulse condition in a few words, the king immediately asked, "What's the cause?"

"Where the left inch is strong and tight, the heart will feel empty and painful; if the closure is astringent and slow, sweating and muscle numbness will occur; if the ruler is thin and heavy, the urine will be red and the stool will be bloody." The king nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes. Yes, the widow often suffers from hollow heartache, numbness in hands and feet, and sweating all over the body. The same is true of urination and defecation as the holy monk said."

After the lord finished speaking, he quickly brought his right hand forward, "Holy Monk, hurry up. Take your pulse with your right hand too."

Fahai stretched out his two fingers and probed for a while, then said: "The Cun pulse on the right hand is floating and slippery, the Guan pulse is late and knotted, and the Chi pulse is fast and firm."

"What kind of symptom is this?" The king looked forward to it.

"It's nothing more than inner knots, amenorrhea, food and drink, tiredness and coldness"

Fahai paused, looked at the king in front of him, and said: "These pulse conditions are all recorded in medical books and pathology, and they are all diseases of His Majesty. The imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital must be able to diagnose them."

"Yes." The lord of the country had a bitter look on his face when he heard the words, "It's because of the difficulty here that they were able to diagnose the pulse and also used some medicines to treat the symptoms. But my condition has never improved."

"Amitabha." Fahai nodded upon hearing this, and said, "Actually, the above symptoms are not the cause of the disease, but symptoms of illness."

It seems that they are all medicines for the symptoms, but in fact, this prescription does not have the effect of curing the disease.

Of course, it cannot be said that it is useless, otherwise, His Majesty would not be able to survive now.

Besides, Fahai knows a little better.

It is the imperial physicians of the imperial hospital who dare not use strong medicine when treating the royal children, especially after the death of the king and queen. Not only that, even some common diseases are often treated conservatively.

There is naturally no problem with this set in normal times, but now that His Majesty's disease, even those imperial physicians have seen it, I am afraid there is no prescription for it.

However, they are not afraid to prolong His Majesty's illness, as long as they can keep His Majesty alive, it will be a credit.

I was afraid that something unexpected would happen. That would be a serious crime that would implicate the entire family.

Naturally, Fahai didn't have these worries, so he said to the king, "Your Majesty's physical illness is actually nothing more than indigestion. The nutritional imbalance is best rectified here. The real difficulty should be between your majesty's mind and mind. If the poor monk did not diagnose it wrong Firstly, His Majesty was frightened and is still in panic; secondly, he is worried."

"But I don't know who and what His Majesty's worrying person is."

The king was stunned for a moment, and said: "The holy monk is very capable!"

Fa Hai saw that the King accepted, and wanted to explain some reasons first, and saw that His Majesty's expression was not calm at the moment, it must be that he had spent a lot of time entertaining him, so he said: "The poor monk will do a few massages for Your Majesty. Heal His Majesty's physical illness, wait for His Majesty to recuperate overnight, and then talk about it tomorrow."

"It's still the holy monk who is thoughtful, but the widow is anxious."

The ruler of the Zhuzi Kingdom now trusts Sanzang Dharma Master very much, and he is not defensive at all, "Holy Monk, do you have to take off your clothes when you massage?"

Fa Hai looked at Zhu Zi Kingdom's eager but slightly expectant expression, and he was also slightly taken aback, and then said: "Your Majesty, just find a place to lie down."

Hong Daban, who was serving at the side, actually wanted to say a few words, after all, the king of a country, how can a dragon body be touched by a monk?

This is because the ministers are not here, otherwise there will be some troubles.

But he grew up with the king since he was a child, and he knows and knows how tormenting the king's illness is. Now this Sanzang master from the Tang Dynasty is probably a real eminent monk, and maybe he really has the art of rejuvenation.

Just thinking like this, I saw His Majesty laying down on the bed in the Pixiang Hall, allowing Master Sanzang to use his tricks.