The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Li Shimin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?! A matter of life and death, let's put it aside for now?"

"Your Majesty, how about letting Zhang Yungu, the chief of the Dali Temple, go to Weizhou to investigate the case?"

"Okay, let's do it this way. Appoint Zhang Yungu as a special envoy to go to Weizhou to investigate the case." Li Shimin agreed.

After the decision was made, Li Shimin was even more determined to streamline the number of officials.

A special envoy could have done the job, but it was delayed for several months until now, when it came to him, and he could make a decision.

How many such things are there in the entire Tang Dynasty? Do we have to deal with every one of them like this?

"Second brother, if there is nothing else, I want to set off to return to Zhuangzi tomorrow. Zhuangzi is in a critical period right now." Li Fu said with a bow.

"Yes." Li Shimin nodded: "Okay, then you go back first, remember to come to Chang'an before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Yes." Li Fu responded.

The house on the farm suddenly lost four children, and Li Fu even felt that the house was a little quiet.

However, the children must live in Cuiwei Palace now.

I don’t know how long it will take for Empress Changsun to give birth.

This time when he went to Cuiwei Palace, Li Fu did not see Empress Changsun. At this critical moment, he was an outsider, and it was not convenient for him to see Empress Changsun even if she was his sister-in-law.

He could only wait until she gave birth and recovered, and then bring gifts to visit her.

He would have another little nephew.

The construction site was still busy. Du Gou was busy with Yan Lide these two days.

Yan Lide was comfortable now. With Du Gou by his side, he could assign Du Gou to do anything. If he didn’t use this kid, he would think he was isolating him.

He had to work, that was called experience.

How could he learn real skills without working?

The more Du Gou did, the happier he was.

Yan Lide had more and more time to drink tea.

At this time, a craftsman carrying a basket of blue bricks on the construction site of the academy suddenly fell to the ground while walking.

Seeing this, the people around him put down their things and came over.

"What happened?"

"Look at him, he must have heat stroke, right? Carry him to a cool place first."

Everyone hurriedly carried the man to the base of the wall, where the two pieces were relatively close.

"Give him some water."

Another round of frantic efforts to feed him mung bean soup.

"No, why is it still like this?"

"Hey, wake up, how do you feel?"

Someone next to him kept pinching his Ren Zhong.

The man lying on the ground raised his eyelids.

"Uncomfortable..."

"It's bad, this is a severe heat stroke. Come on, don't gather together, let people take a breath."

The experienced people hurriedly asked people to disperse, and then asked people to invite a doctor.

The people on the construction site hurriedly ran to the farm to invite a doctor.

"Every day on this construction site, we try to avoid working when the sun is strong. The master is kind and even prepared mung bean soup. How can you still get a heat stroke?"

"Everyone is different. You are strong and healthy. Others must not be like you. It's normal to have something on weekdays. It's not a big deal."

Leaving two people to guard the one who got heat stroke and wait for the doctor to come, the rest of the people dispersed for the time being, and they still had to work.

While chatting, the two of them took a tattered palm leaf fan and tried their best to fan the person lying on the ground, hoping to make him cooler.

The people who were going to the village saw a middle-aged man carrying a wooden box and holding a wooden stick, walking towards the village from a distance.

He hurried forward and stopped the man to ask.

"Are you a doctor?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed and responded.

"Come, come with me."

Without letting the middle-aged man say anything, the two hurried to the construction site of the academy.

.......

"The doctor is here, the doctor is here."

The man pulled the doctor he had found and approached the person lying on the cool ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurried forward, put down the medicine box, and took the pulse of the person lying on the ground.

"He was working on the construction site just now. He suddenly fell down. I pinched his Ren Zhong. He woke up for a while and said he felt uncomfortable."

"We guessed that he had heatstroke. It was too hot."

After the doctor took his pulse, he said seriously: "It is indeed heatstroke. I will prescribe medicine first. You go and boil the medicine. Then I will give acupuncture to wake the patient up first."

"Okay, okay, everything is up to you." The craftsmen next to him responded repeatedly.

There is a place to get medicine on the farm. It is nothing more than running errands. As for boiling medicine, there are many utensils on the construction site. They were originally used to cook mung bean soup. Now they are used to boil medicine."May I ask the doctor's name?" the craftsman next to him asked with a bow.

"I am Sun Simiao, a traveling doctor." Sun Simiao wrote down the prescription on the cloth while answering the questions of the people next to him.

"Angelica dahurica, Poria cocos, Atractylodes lancea..." Sun Simiao looked up at the people next to him and asked, "It seems that there is a manor nearby. Can I get the medicine?"

"Yes, this is the richest manor in the whole Jingyang County."

"Oh? It's no wonder that this is the case. It seems that there is a big project going on here." Sun Simiao said, "I wonder, which nobleman's fief is this?"

In recent years, the world outside has been in chaos. Sun Simiao has been studying in Shu. He wanted to hide in Zhongnan Mountain and concentrate on studying the way of alchemy. Unfortunately, the mountains in Shu are not peaceful. Even if he wants to live in seclusion, he can't get the peace he wants.

Why not go out and be a traveling doctor and visit Chang'an City to see if it is the same as it was in the past?

"This is the fief of King Jingyang."

"King Jingyang..." Sun Simiao muttered.

Never heard of it.

After writing the prescription, he gave it to the person next to him to get the medicine.

After Sun Simiao settled the patient, he looked around.

Looking at the surroundings, there are so many craftsmen, what are they going to build?

Why is the scale so large? Are they going to build a palace for His Majesty the Emperor?

This place is not that far from Chang'an City, so is it necessary to build a palace here with great fanfare? It's less than a day's journey back and forth.

After Sun Simiao asked the question, the craftsman's face was filled with smiles.

"Here, we are going to build a large academy for children to study."

"Academy?" Sun Simiao was shocked.

He had visited many academies during his study tour in Shu, not just in Shu. He had heard of and seen countless academies in other places along the way.

But an academy of this scale was really surprising.

"Yes, there was nothing here originally, but a school was built first, and many children from the farm were admitted to study here." The craftsman chatted with Sun Simiao while taking care of the patient.