Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 107 Zhang Wenguan

"This doctor is really powerful, Hua Tuo is reborn!" A young boy stood sideways beside an old man with white hair and white beard. If you have the ability, it will definitely save our master. Butler Zhang, otherwise..."

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Wu Yi's back from afar, and asked the experienced old butler in a low voice: "Shall we invite this gentleman to our house now?"

Butler Zhang was not in a hurry, instead he brushed his beard slowly in the palm of his hand: "This gentleman has extraordinary abilities, he must not be an ordinary person, I see that he is in a hurry, he must have something to do, we take the liberty to invite him, It will only appear abrupt and rude. Besides, Dr. Chen Jiwen is coming to the mansion today to ask for pulse, if the two bump into each other, it will appear that the master does not trust the doctor."

Hearing this, the joy in the boy's eyebrows disappeared suddenly, and a deep knot was twisted instead: "But as the saying goes, after passing this village, there will be no such shop. If we want to find him again in the future, it is not It's an easy thing."

Steward Zhang shook his head unhurriedly, with his own sense of proportion in his mind: "Just now he said that he is an imperial physician, and he is among the hundred medical workers in the imperial medical office. Among the medical workers of this younger generation, there are countless names. How many people are there? How about waiting for Dr. Chen to take the pulse today, and then ask the old man for instructions, so as not to break the etiquette."

"Butler Zhang, you are more thoughtful." The kid listened to his analysis clearly and logically, and he was completely convinced in his heart.

Being able to become the great steward of "Wan Shi Zhang's family" depends on the careful attention of this funnel, which is as wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, so that he can take care of everything properly.

It turned out that this steward Zhang was the head of the house of Zhang Wenguan, the prime minister and guest of the crown prince. Today, he came to personally lead people to buy things in the West Market. The idea of ​​asking him to go to the house to ask for his pulse came into being.

"My lord is sick now, and those of us who are servants must not lose the dignity of the Zhang family. The more we belong to a family, the more we must be cautious, so as not to make others talk, do you understand?" Steward Zhang also took the opportunity to beat These young people with active minds, lest they rely on the influence of the Zhang family to overwhelm others, but poke some trouble at this juncture.

The kid heard the outer strings of Butler Zhang's words, he nodded in agreement, and didn't dare to say any more.

Naturally, not a single word of the conversation between the two servants of the Zhang family, the old and the young, fell into Wu Yi's ears.

He quietly withdrew from the crowd, settled the bill with the dog seller, hired a carriage, and returned to Taiping Temple before sunset.

As soon as he led the dog across the threshold, he saw a pair of resentful eyes.

"Brother Imperial Physician, you actually went out to play with Jing'er behind my back!"

The half-grown villain rolled up like a whirlwind, with his hands on his hips, and put on a posture of incriminating: "You told me not to sneak out, but you went out to play behind our backs, what is this called?"

A voice came leisurely from behind: "This is called being stricter than others and more lenient than self-discipline."

Besides his teacher Shen Hanshan, who else could add fuel to the fire at this time?

Shen Hanshan leisurely strolled past behind Taiping, looking up from time to time to look at the sky full of haze and flames, looking very leisurely.

Wu Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't go out to play secretly, I went to do business."

"Oh?" Suspicious eyes swept up and down his body, and finally fell on the few barking puppies around his feet, and couldn't help being surprised, "Puppy!"

The little feet protruded an inch from the corner of the light blue skirt, and cautiously moved forward, and the group of puppies immediately surrounded Taiping's feet affectionately, circling around Taiping's feet with their heads upturned.

Taiping was so teased that he giggled, took a few steps back, and teased the puppy to move forward with his toes.

Seeing that she likes puppies so much, Wu Yi thought about it, and said with a smile, "I'm going out today to buy these puppies. As long as the princess likes them, you can choose one to keep and play with."

"I know!" Tai Pingfan raised his head and smiled, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "You call it... well, it's called bribery. I heard that many courtiers took bribes from others before they did it for other officials. "

People are not very big, but they know a lot.

Buying and selling officials in the Tang Dynasty has been common since the time of Gaozu, but it became more and more rampant after Tianhou took power. This unhealthy trend has become an unspoken rule in the officialdom. Girls know all these shady and nasty things.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest, and the seemingly stable and prosperous prosperous age was eroded away little by little, and gradually fell into a precarious situation.

Wu Yi sighed regretfully: "I think the princess is innocent and upright, so she won't accept bribes from my ministers."

"I, I didn't say that either." Taiping hung his eyes on these cute puppies reluctantly, "Although you gave me a puppy, I didn't give it to you, so it's not a bribe!"

"Then this little dog..." Wu Yi deliberately held the rope in front of Taiping, as if he chose according to the king.

"Of course this princess helped you raise it!" Taiping had an idea, and quickly snatched a rope from Wu Yi's hand, pulled out a fancy puppy, brought it to his feet, and couldn't put it down.

"Then I still want to thank the princess for her kindness?"

The two of them were joking back and forth, and a nurse hurried to find Taiping. When she saw Taiping, she caressed her heart and called "little ancestor" a few times. Like holding a rare treasure.

"The princess told me it's easy to find! If you don't go to eat now, let the queen know, the number of heads of the nanny is not enough to lose!"

Taiping sticks out his tongue and smiles mischievously, then leads a puppy that he just collected from Wu Yi, and is pushed by the wet nurse to eat.

When the figures of the two disappeared through the small door in the backyard, Wu Yi shook his head and smiled helplessly. Naturally, he dared not reveal anything to others about such a daring matter of concocting fake death pills. Let alone Taiping, even Shen Hanshan and He also didn't mention Li Jing and Li Jing.

Thinking of Shen Hanshan, he turned his eyes and couldn't help but fall on the figure looking from afar.

My own teacher has always been insightful and kept secret, and Wu Yi himself didn't know how much Shen Hanshan knew and how much he covered up by messing with these things.

Shen Hanshan shook his head and smiled, and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, his eyes were filled with the fierce sunset, like a scorching and dancing flame, faintly jumping in the breeze blowing on his face.

The master and the apprentice faced each other in silence, but it seemed as if they had already spoken thousands of words in silence.

On the other side of the dazzling sunlight, Zhang Wenguan's mansion is filled with a bitter and gloomy atmosphere.

The slight bitterness overflowing from the boiling of herbs quietly invaded this magnificent Wanshizhang family without a sound, mixed with the light fragrance of wormwood hanging at the door in May, which was already slightly decayed, and the spring flowers withered and withered. The decadent atmosphere settled together in the huge wing room.

But Zhang Wenguan is very clear that all the smells here are no match for the unique sick smell of the old man on his body. He is like a rotten root deeply rooted in the mansion, the source of all power and wealth, but he has already At the end of decay, starting from him, the branches and leaves here will wither little by little, and the prosperity of the day will never be repeated.

Since when did you become sick like this?He used to be in charge of Dali Temple, interrogating cases one after another without feeling tired all night long.And aging and illness struck overnight like a mountain falling and flooding, and his spine, which had always been straight and unbreakable, finally fell down on the soft bed, unable to stand up again.

Chen Jiwen also stared deeply at this sick old minister, looking at his gradually haggard face and sunken eye sockets, he already had a three-point understanding in his heart.

Then hang the pulp of the finger on the ruler, but feel like a ball sliding under the finger, and it seems like a stormy wave hitting a rock and returning, quite like a different peak protruding.

Seeing that he was silent for a while, the corners of Zhang Wenguan's mouth moved slightly, his voice was as light as the summer wind passing through the hall, and it dissipated in the air in an instant.

"What's wrong with me, just tell me, don't keep it from me."

Only then did Chen Jiwen let go of his fingers, and bowed his head deeply to the minister, "According to the pulse, I'm afraid there are swollen and ulcerated lesions in the liver, which lead to the deficiency of both Qi and blood, and the deficiency of heat enters the body."

Supported by Zhang Zi and Zhang Yi, Zhang Wenguan reluctantly sat up from the bed. His blue eyes, which were sickly, seemed to contain a gleam of cold fire, and he fixedly looked at this old doctor who had always been impartial: "But there is still medicine. Can it be saved?"

Chen Jiwen bowed his head deeper: "The lower officials are incompetent."

"It's not that you're incompetent, but that I'm already at the end of my life. Even if I'm not sick, I should die of old age." Zhang Wenguan coughed twice before continuing, "Actually, as early as when I was honoring the emperor, I should have followed It’s just that the crown prince was newly established and everything was unstable, and Liu Rengui and Liu Gong persuaded me in every possible way, so I was allowed to live forever.”

Chen Jiwen couldn't help but comforted him: "Except for the crown prince, even the Holy Majesty is reluctant to part with you. The Holy Majesty said that as long as it is something that has been discussed with you, he is at ease."

"Look at me like this, there is nothing to discuss, but the Holy One is kind enough to comfort my old bones with a few words, Chen Gong is really a joke." Zhang Wenguan said a few words, and he seemed very tired , the whole person is like a crumbling autumn leaf, as if it will fall down in the next moment.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yi quickly winked at Chen Jiwen. Chen Jiwen understood, and said softly, "Mr. Zhang really doesn't need to worry too much, as long as he rests at ease. I'll come see you some other day."

Zhang Wenguan only nodded weakly: "Take good care of the crown prince, don't be like honoring the emperor, and let someone take advantage of the loopholes in the Imperial Medical Office."

Chen Jiwen nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang."

After Zhang Wenguan fell into a deep sleep, Zhang Yi exited the room and said to Chen Jiwen, "Dr. Chen, please stay. I have something to ask the doctor."

Chen Jiwen said: "If you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

"Actually, it's not an important matter. It's just that Dr. Lao has to worry about it." Zhang Yi then recounted the scenes seen in West Market that Butler Zhang reported back today, and then described the amazing doctor. describe it,

Finally, he asked: "I don't know who the magic doctor who brought the dead back to life is who is the master of the Imperial Medical Office?"