Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 10

The first time Fan Zheng entered the palace, he only knew that he was sitting in a carriage, passed through one door after another, and was searched over and over again by serious government soldiers, and even the mahogany sword of the Taoist priest almost had to be taken apart to have a look.

In the Lizheng Palace, the atmosphere was oppressive, and several internal servants and eunuchs wearing high mountain crowns came to search again.

Some sources say that the high mountain crown was equivalent to the emperor's Tongtian crown in the Sui Dynasty, but it was not the case in the Tang Dynasty. The high mountain crown was a special crown for the inspectors in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The eunuch, the palace driver in the palm of his hand, holds the sword when he enters and exits, that is, the eunuch with force to protect the queen.

In the Lizheng Palace.

Feng Yu, Zhi Chang, Imperial Physician, and Si Physician from Dianzhong Provincial Shangyao Bureau expressed their opinions and talked endlessly about the Queen's condition, but when asked, they all seemed like gourds with their mouths sawed off—no articulate.

If you want to be sure, why is it that the Curse Imprisoner is playing now!

Relatively speaking, although the order of the Taichang Temple's Imperial Medical Office, the Cheng, the medical supervisor, the doctor, and the physicians were helpless, they were a little more comfortable than the Shangyao Bureau.

The duties are different.

The significance of the existence of the Shangyao Bureau is to treat diseases for the emperor and the royal family, and a "control medicine" can exhaust its functions;

Although the Tai Medical Office can also see a doctor, it focuses more on the medical management of the entire country. It is a member of the administrative framework of the three provinces, six departments and nine temples.

Because, the responsibilities are also different.

As for the medicaments of the Inner Palace Shangshi Bureau, it doesn't matter if they don't mention it, if they can heal, there will be no business between the Shangyao Bureau and the Imperial Medical Bureau.

You read that right, they are female officials who administer medicine, and they are in charge of general diagnosis and treatment in the inner palace.

Therefore, the story of "the imperial doctor and the concubine" shown on TV, no matter whether it is true or not, had no soil for survival in the Tang Dynasty.

"How can monarchs, ministers and envoys be confused? Use Xiaoqinglong Decoction for treatment."

"It doesn't matter whether it's cold or hot, what a fool!"

It could be seen from a distance that Empress Changsun was leaning on the bed with a haggard face, a withered complexion, shortness of breath, and a whimper in her chest could be faintly heard.

Well, originally Fan Zheng didn't know any medical skills, and it was impossible for him to pray to gods and worship Buddha, but after hearing Empress Changsun's roar, Fan Zheng's heart still sank to the bottom of the valley.

Even in the era of medical prosperity, respiratory diseases are still difficult to treat and can be suppressed at best.

However, where can I find dexamethasone, prednisone, and methylprednisone?

Even if there was, would he dare to match Fan Zheng?
Things like medicine can kill you if you are not careful!
Studying medicine is not good, it is comparable to human slaughter!

Several Taoist priests and monks, each in a corner of the Lizheng Hall, prayed for blessings and chanted scriptures, regardless of business conflicts.

At this time, I can't take care of the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. Solving the problem is the right way to go back alive.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold...

Sitting in front of the bed, holding the queen's palm in his hand, looking out with a vaguely hostile expression, the man with a rather majestic body is the lord of the world, Emperor Zhenguan Li Shimin.

Li Shimin is not a good-natured person, the person who was killed in a bloody storm has a very violent temper, and he dares to persuade him when he loses his temper. There is Empress Changsun inside, and Wei Zheng outside, that is, Wei Zheng.

Empress Changsun looked at Li Shimin with gloomy eyes and shook her head slightly.

The husband in her mind is a great hero who stands up to heaven and earth, how can she get angry because of a private matter?
What's more, Empress Changsun knew it well. Ever since she gave birth to Qingque, the imperial physician had made clear her opinion, saying that her body was weak and it was not suitable for her to conceive again, but she stubbornly believed that having more children would bring more blessings.

Every time you give birth, you actually take away an extra vitality from your body!

Invalid, invalid!
Li Shimin's chest was throbbing, and he really wanted to open his mouth to let the Ministry of Internal Affairs' unranked internal envoys kill all these people with sticks!

But can't!

Now is not the time to be king of Qin, you can be unscrupulous.

An emperor must have the demeanor of an emperor, even if it hurts so much that he wants to cry, he must have a smile on his face.

Don't let others see your weakness easily.

Finally it was Fan Zheng's turn.

Stretching the head is a slash, and shrinking the head is also a slash, Fan Zheng naturally can't shrink back.

"Do you know medicine?" Zhang Anan, the intern supervisor, looked at Fan Zheng's unarmed appearance and asked suspiciously.

Don't look at Zhang Anan as an eunuch, he was a person who came here from Qin Wang's mansion, and at the same time he was the general of the left prison gate guard, and he was named Wenjiang County Marquis. Offend him.

If Zheng He is a legendary figure among eunuchs, Zhang Ananda is his predecessor.

Zhang Anan's questioning was actually Li Shimin's questioning.

Fan Zheng laughed at himself: "Elder, have you ever seen a medical worker who doesn't even carry a medicine box?"

"Does that mean praying and chanting scriptures?"

Fan Zheng replied honestly: "I don't know why I was recommended by the Ming government because I'm a boy. But since I'm here, I have to do my best to see if I can be effective."

"After all, the folks have also said that folk remedies can cure serious illnesses. What if you do meritorious service? No matter how you say it, it's better than being helpless."

Li Shimin's breath became heavier.

Well, well, this is my good subject and county magistrate!
Zhang Anan nodded slightly and turned sideways.

Although the Legislative Hall is not too big, the space is sufficient and the air circulation is not bad.

Fan Zheng didn't see any flowers outside or inside the hall, and he thought that the Shangyao Bureau had also investigated the pollen-induced gas disease.

Turning his gaze, he saw that the fifth-grade food bureau of the palace official Shangshi came over with diced meat porridge in a fine porcelain bowl, ready to serve Empress Changsun for a meal.

"Hold on."

Fan Zheng stopped Shang Shi.

Shang Shi looked indifferent, scooped a spoonful of diced meat porridge from the bowl, and ate it face to face.

This is also one of Shangshi's duties: whenever you eat, taste it first.

Eating refers to the food offered to the queen.

To put it bluntly, besides being in charge of food, brewing, medicine, and food, Shangshi is just a tool person who tastes poison.

"What kind of meat is in it?" Fan Zheng asked.

"Shrimp." Shang Shi replied lightly.

Empress Changsun has a habit of eating shrimps, which is well known.

"You can no longer eat shrimps for the queen, and exchange them for venison and other animal meat. You are not allowed to eat aquatic products in the near future." Fan Zheng, who felt that he had grasped the problem, became confident in his speech, and even dared to order the fifth grade to still eat.

Shang Shi didn't move, but Li Shimin said, "According to him!"

Li Shimin's expression relaxed, he got up and stepped aside: "Why don't you take your pulse?"

Fan Zheng waved his hand lightly: "Your Majesty, the villain is Fangzheng, not a medical worker. He really doesn't know how to feel the pulse."

Li Shimin raised his eyes: "If you don't have eyesight to see, why don't you hurry up and give Fangzheng a seat?"

The inner servant hurriedly lifted the chair.

During the Tang Dynasty, high chairs, low chairs, and sitting on the floor went hand in hand, and no one was more noble than the other.

"Auntie!"

The nine-year-old Jin Wang Li Zhi was leading the younger Princess Jinyang, and the maid beside him was holding the imperial daughter - the future Princess Hengshan. When he stepped into the palace, tears rolled in his eyes.

In the fifth year of Zhenguan, four-year-old Li Zhi was named King of Jin.

"Don't be sad, this gentleman already has a clue, and he will soon be treated if he wants to." Li Shimin tried his best to act as a qualified father in front of his children.

(End of this chapter)