Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

After a day of rest, Li Wenbin regained his energy again.

He brought a box of steel ingots into the palace, ready to show Empress Changsun.

Sure enough, after seeing the finished product, Empress Changsun was very happy, and jointly sent a memorial to Li Shimin in Jingzhou with Li Wenbin, asking for credit for the meritorious.

As Li Wenbin came to the Ministry of Industry, looking at the smoking furnaces and the other blast furnaces under construction, Empress Changsun nodded with satisfaction: "Wen Bin, you must make steelmaking your top priority." It’s important to keep it in the hands of someone you trust.”

"Don't worry, Queen Mother, I will definitely keep your words in mind. But Queen Mother, it's too hot here, and your body shouldn't stay here for a long time. Let the minister take you back to the palace."

Empress Changsun nodded. At this time, she was pregnant with the historical Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi, so she really had to pay attention.

But just as she was about to leave, Empress Changsun suddenly staggered, and if Qiuxiang hadn't caught her up quickly, she might have fallen to the ground.

"Niang Niang, what's wrong with you, don't scare the servant girl."

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden dizziness. It's okay, Wen Bin."

"My son is here."

"Remember, don't tell your Majesty about this, understand?"

The eldest grandson is worthy of being a generation of virtuous queens, and he was afraid that the news of his physical discomfort would affect Li Shimin's mentality.

Li Wenbin was also in a dilemma. Is there anyone in the court who doesn't know the deep love between the emperor and the empress: "This... empress, if you are sick and the son doesn't say anything, the emperor will definitely blame the son when he comes back. I can't bear it."

"I told you not to worry about it, so you don't need to worry about it. Everything is up to me."

He had no choice but to agree: "Yes, my son knows."

Li Wenbin remembers that in history, Empress Changsun passed away in the tenth year of Zhenguan, and what she got was Qi disease.

Qi disease is a term in traditional Chinese medicine, that is, problems of the respiratory system and circulatory system, which require acupuncture and moxibustion for treatment.

Originally, Li Wenbin had only heard of this disease, but now it seems that it should be a disease with asthma.

If that's the case, then it's easy to handle, but he remembers many prescriptions for asthma.

But the specifics need to be diagnosed and treated by a doctor. Li Wenbin himself dare not say that he can cure the disease-if something happens, no one can afford the consequences.

By the way, Sun Simiao seems to be in Chang'an, if he can be invited here, it should be of great help to Empress Changsun's illness.

But I don't know where this old Taoist priest who is called the King of Medicine in later generations is now, who should I ask?

After sending his eldest grandson back to the palace, Li Wenbin immediately went to see Gao Shilian.

……

Gao Shilian was dealing with government affairs at the staff office. When he saw Li Wenbin coming, he quickly got up and saluted:

"I have seen King Qin."

"Uncle, don't be polite to me, I can't afford your gift." Li Wenbin hastily gave way, "Please sit down quickly, if the emperor and the queen find out, I will definitely suffer again."

Gao Shilian was the uncle of Changsun Wuji and Changsun Empress. He raised them both with deep affection. Although Li Wenbin was the state supervisor, he didn't dare to trust him.

"Hey, King Qin, how can etiquette be taken lightly?"

"Uncle, please sit down, I have something to ask you old man. Do you know Sun Simiao?"

"I know, how many people in Datang don't know about him?"

After listening to Gao Shilian's introduction, Li Wenbin realized that Sun Simiao had such a high reputation in the Tang Dynasty - the folks often called him Sun Immortal, which shows how much Sun Simiao is loved by the common people.

Such a person cannot be suppressed by power, otherwise it would be tantamount to offending the people and the society would die.

Gao Shilian knew Sun Simiao very well, and told many anecdotes about him, which made Li Wenbin familiar with the medicine king.

"King Qin, what do you want to ask Sun Shenxian for? Could it be..."

"No, uncle. It's not that I'm sick, but..." Li Wenbin lowered his voice, "It's that my mother is not feeling well. I'm a little worried, and I want to ask Immortal Sun to give my mother a look at her body."

"What, the queen, she..."

Gao Shilian was shocked and stood up abruptly, almost turning the table over.

"Uncle, my mother doesn't want to say anything, I'm afraid it will affect my father, but according to my opinion, my mother should be suffering from a gas disease."

"Qi disease, this..."

Of course, Gao Shilian had heard of this disease, and he seemed a little at a loss for a while: "Then, your highness, go to Guiyi Square in the south of Chang'an City, where Sun Shenxian is conducting a free clinic in Xianqing Temple."

"However, you have to be careful. You must treat Sun Immortal with courtesy, and you must not neglect it. Otherwise, even the old man will not be able to keep you."

"Uncle, don't worry, I can save this."

After bidding farewell to Gao Shilian, Li Wenbin led his people straight to Xianqing Temple where Sun Simiao was.

Xianqingguan is located in Guiyifang, at the southern end of Chang'an City, where the poor live.

The houses here are basically thatched houses. Due to neglect of management, the roads have been in disrepair for a long time, and it is muddy in this early spring.

The people who live here are also some poor people with scant clothes.

Li Wenbin appeared here in fresh clothes, looking very eye-catching, not to mention he was accompanied by dozens of guards.

However, in the general plot, the incident of galloping horses and hurting people did not happen-Li Wenbin strictly ordered his men not to ride horses and run wildly in Chang'an City, especially when he arrived at Guiyifang, he simply dismounted and walked.

Originally, Li Wenbin wondered where the Xianqing Temple was, and needed to ask someone for directions when he arrived at Guiyifang, but as soon as he entered the market, he saw a dilapidated Taoist temple not far from the gate. The long queue.

Needless to say, this place should be the Xianqing Temple, and those who lined up were all the people who were looking for Sun Simiao for medical treatment.

Ordering people to wait at a distance, Li Wenbin only brought Mei Yi into Guiyifang.

Seeing Li Wenbin in official uniform, the people in front were obviously a little scared, but when they wanted to give up their seats to him, they were rejected.

Li Wenbin didn't want to leave a bad impression in front of this medicine king.

He didn't jump in the queue, but waited in line obediently, and waited for almost an hour before seeing Sun Simiao himself.

Li Wenbin saw that although Sun Simiao was old and had white beard and hair, his face was rosy and his eyes were very energetic. The Taoist robe on his body was washed and turned white, but it was very neat, and even the damaged parts were carefully mended. .

Li Wenbin thought to himself, he deserves to be the king of medicine who has lived for more than 100 years, and he can know that he is extraordinary just by looking at it like this.

Sun Simiao had just finished seeing a commoner, but found that the next patient was a young man in official uniform, he couldn't help being taken aback.