Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 162 The Mysterious Head of the Imperial Hospital

Zhao Wujiang notified and pushed open the door of the imperial study.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang coming, Li Zhi had a warm smile on his face, and let him sit freely.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes swept everything in the room without a trace.

In addition to Gaozong Lizhi and the eunuch Wen Yong, there is also a middle-aged man.

This person looks unremarkable, with plain clothes and no smile.

Zhao Wujiang just glanced at it, then looked away.

"Zhao Aiqing is here, so what is the matter?" Li Zhi's complexion was pale, but at this moment it was much more rosy than in the court.

"My minister heard that the emperor's old illness had relapsed a few days ago, and he also wanted to do his duty as a courtier to investigate and treat the emperor." Zhao Wujiang explained the purpose of his visit. He never knew what Li Zhi's old illness was, but the recurrence was immediate. Falling on the sick bed is not a trivial matter.

Li Zhi said with emotion: "Zhao Aiqing has intentions, but I am fine. This matter is thanks to Mr. Tian. If he hadn't rushed back to Chang'an, I might still be on the sick bed at this moment."

Zhao Wujiang followed Li Zhi's gaze, and found that the old man Li Zhi was referring to was that ordinary middle-aged man.

He could feel the respect contained in Li Zhi's emotional tone. The last time there was respect was when he mentioned the late emperor Li Shimin.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting upright and silent, but he didn't find anything strange.

"Master Zhao seems to be very interested in this old man?" The middle-aged man said, his voice was hoarse and old, not like ordinary middle-aged men's vigor at all.

When Zhao Wujiang was discovered, he didn't hide it, and said directly: "I'm just curious, who can heal the emperor and suppress the old disease?"

"Zhao Aiqing, Zhao Aiqing, could it be that you have a desire to win?" Li Zhi shook his head with a smile:

"I know that you have excellent medical skills. As for Mr. Tian, ​​he is the director of the Imperial Hospital, and his medical skills are unparalleled. Speaking of which, I really want to see you two compete."

"Tian Lao has been invading medicine for many years, and my humble minister is no match for Tian Lao, but I don't know Tian Lao's name?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes flashed, and he thought of the old man Wang Yifang was afraid of. Could it be this Tian Lao in front of him?
"Old husband Tian Yujiashen!" the director of Tai Hospital said:
"The old man heard from the emperor that you once healed the empress's stagnation, and even the old and serious illness that all the imperial doctors were helpless to resolve. I don't know where Master Zhao learned from?"

"I learned from my father. My father is a doctor in the village. I learned a lot from it when I was a child." Zhao Wujiang spoke slowly. Tian Youjiashen's hoarse old voice and calm examining eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The old man also heard that Mr. Zhao is good at making poison. When the Western Turkic Mission came to Tang Dynasty, he poisoned Ashina Li of the mission?" Tian Youjiashen was expressionless.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently: "It's a fluke."

"Young people are awesome." Tian Youjiashen said with emotion, this was the first time Zhao Wujiang saw him showing a clear expression, and he couldn't hear the likes and dislikes in his tone.

"Zhao Aiqing is indeed a good minister. Not only is she talented in literature and medical skills, but also accomplished in martial arts." Li Zhi smiled and nodded, taking Tian Youjiashen's words.

Zhao Wujiang smiled, but he was not happy with these compliments. His intuition told him that the director of Tai Hospital was a dangerous person, but he didn't know where the source of the danger was.

He called the system to check his luck.

With the disaster relief and the Eastern Expedition coming to an end, Zhao Wujiang's luck value has reached 1500 points, although it is not much, but the victory is gradual.

At this moment, he looked at Li Zhi.

【Ding!Li Zhi's current luck value: 9999 points

Remarks: Ten thousand points of luck, capital of the emperor]

Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, ten thousand points of luck is the capital of an emperor, and he can be called emperor. Although Li Zhi is only one point to ten thousand points, he has obviously fallen from the altar.

【Ding!Tian Yujiashen's current luck value: 5660 points

Remarks: If there is no king in the world, he is the king]

Zhao Wujiang couldn't believe it, he didn't check Wu Meiniang's current Luck value, but this Tian Youjiashen actually has more than 5000 Luck value, which should be higher than Wu Meiniang's.

But how does a hospital director manage to achieve so much luck?

He suppressed his emotions: "The Holy Majesty praises so much, and the humble minister is terrified."

"Due it!" Li Zhi's face turned rosy, he took a look at Tian Youjiashen, and immediately smiled: "Zhao Aiqing can go to the imperial hospital some other day, and communicate with Mr. Tian to testify. Maybe it will be of some help to the medical profession."

Do you have something to do? Zhao Wujiang heard the overtones, he cupped his fists and resigned: "I remember that the secretary has a lot of important matters to deal with, so I want to resign first."

Li Zhi nodded, Zhao Wujiang always understood what he meant.

Zhao Wujiang left.

"Old Tian, ​​how is Zhao Wujiang?" Li Zhi tapped his finger on the table.

Tian Yujiashen said in a deep voice: "It's okay, but it's really a talent, it's just a pity."

Li Zhi nodded, "It's really a pity, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Okay, let's continue."

Tian Yujiashen, this name is a bit weird.

You, Jia, Shen, the three characters are all extended from the word Tian, ​​so what does Tian Youjiashen symbolize?Zhao Wujiang thought all the way, and soon arrived at Qifeng Palace.

In this frosty season, there are also braziers in Qifeng Palace for heating.

Wu Meiniang sometimes frowned, sometimes stretched, and there were many memorials piled up on the table.

Since Li Zhi often fell ill, the political affairs she has to deal with have become more and more onerous. Only when Li Zhi got better recently, she has to deal with less political affairs.

"Do you want to read these memorials?" Wu Meiniang said softly.

Zhao Wujiang leaned on the back of the chair, eating the tribute orange from Lingnan in his mouth, the juice in his mouth was full of deliciousness, he had eaten two or three in his belly, seeing Wu Meiniang's question, he shook his head:
"Don't look at it, the imperial concubine's memorial, I don't dare to touch it."

Just now when he came to Qifeng Palace, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and wanted to hug Wu Meiniang, but Wu Meiniang was busy with the review, and she pushed him away angrily, now he said such words as if angry.

In fact, he knew what Wu Meiniang was thinking and wanted him to get involved in political affairs so that he could better control the situation, but he didn't want to.

Officials handle political affairs on behalf of the emperor, and have always been criticized by others. He does not want to be a great eunuch in other people's mouths.

Wu Meiniang is different, she is the future empress, and she is the power directly conferred by Li Zhi.

Wu Meiniang put on the last vermilion, and sat down beside Zhao Wujiang in her palace dress, graceful and luxurious in her phoenix robe.

"Don't dare to touch the memorial, how dare I touch it?" Wu Meiniang's red lips were slightly raised, her beautiful eyes were full of autumn water, full of various charms.

"Don't dare." Zhao Wujiang said he didn't dare, his hands had already climbed onto Wu Meiniang's waist.

"Hmph, do you want to sleep in so soon?" Wu Meiniang said angrily, and slapped Zhao Wujiang's restless hand away.

As soon as she changed the subject, the corner of her mouth curled up in a dangerous arc:

"For this Eastern Expedition, I heard from Wu Wei that there is a beautiful woman who is always by your side. Is there such a thing?"

(End of this chapter)