Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 68 What is it?This kid can heal diseases?
The chariots and horses swayed and went straight to the palace.

The gauze curtain swayed, the noise of incoming students gradually subsided, and the sound of pedestrians hawking on the street corner could be faintly heard.

A smile floated on the fat and white cheeks, his kind eyes stared at the silent figure in front of him, and Eunuch Rong spoke out slowly.

"Mr. Li is a wonderful person, and he also dabbles in Chinese arithmetic?"

The high-pitched voice was a bit harsh, and it sounded a little uncomfortable, but when Li Xian raised his head to meet that friendly gaze, he couldn't help but smile back.

"My father-in-law praised it absurdly. Li always likes to hunt for novelties. He accidentally read strange books and found this topic very interesting, so he wrote it down."

"This time, it just came in handy, but it made my father-in-law misunderstand."

Teaching the prince's homework is time-consuming and laborious. Li Xian doesn't want this matter to be passed on to His Majesty's ears by Eunuch Rong. If he adds another class at that time, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?
Eunuch Rong, who has followed the emperor for many years, is a shrewd and transparent master. How could he fail to understand the deep meaning behind the respectful words, and nodded slightly without pointing it out.

"Mr. Li is admirable for his knowledge and knowledge. This time the empress in the palace is ill, so I have to rely on Mr. Li."

Empress Changsun is unwell?

Li Xian frowned for a moment, feeling a sense of foreboding in his heart.

In memory, Empress Changsun is virtuous and virtuous, and can be regarded as a model of a generation of virtuous queens.But fate is impermanent, it was the tenth year of Zhenguan, and the fragrance disappeared.

Counting it all together, it has been eight years now, and it seems that Empress Changsun will not die soon, and there are already signs of illness.

In ancient times, the powerful imperial physicians were dangerous professions with a knife hanging around their necks!

On the top, Bian Que saw Cai Huangong and went away, and on the bottom, Cao Cao unjustly killed Hua Tuo. The living precedents are vivid.

Didn't he put his wealth and life on the royal family by going so straight this time?

Thinking of this, Li Xian felt uneasy.

Lifting his head and glancing at his white cheeks with closed eyes, Li Xian cupped his hands and saluted.

"Elder-in-law, Li Xian is just a small cook who plays with pots and pans, and his profound skills such as hanging pots to help the world and rejuvenation are really small..."

In the middle of speaking, short fat fingers were erected in the eyelids, and they were gently swayed, and peaceful words sounded from the top of the head.

"Young Master Li, you don't need to be humble. You have to see the cause of the disease before you can decide how good your medical skills are."

Obviously, Eunuch Rong insisted that his medical skills are not bad, and he is worthy of a great responsibility!
But Li Xian really couldn't remember, when did he show himself in front of His Majesty?
While being startled, a name suddenly popped into my mind!
Galaxy!

Miss Xinghe's identity is mysterious, and her family is even more mysterious, so she has a deep relationship with the current Holy Majesty.

The dedication of poems came first, and it seems that this medical skill must have been informed by the Xinghe family.

Thinking of this, Li Xian's previously conflicted mood also calmed down.

Since it was recommended by Miss Xinghe, why not take a chance on herself.

As for whether there is no way to return to heaven, it all depends on the fortune of Empress Changsun.

After making up his mind, Li Xian didn't say much, leaned into the car, and remained silent.

Sure enough, as Eunuch Rong said before, the place to get off the car was not Li Er's Tai Chi Palace, but the Lizheng Hall of Empress Changsun.

The first visit to Lizheng Hall, the huge palace and beautiful scenery opened Li Xian's eyes.

Along the way, the nine-curved corridor is decorated with scenery, wooden chairs and green plants, and the hollowed-out wood carvings are particularly exquisite. Presumably, Empress Changsun is also a fine person.

The rockery and water pavilions are dotted with green shade and flowers, full of vitality and pleasing to the eye.

Passing through the front hall, you can see the open space in the backyard. There are two or three shadows carrying a medical box in their hands, clustered together and whispering.

A little closer, intermittent small conversations came to Li Xian's ears.

"... Strange to say, the onset is terrifying, but the recovery is no different from ordinary people..."

"Qi disease...is difficult to cure, if Dr. Sun is here, maybe there is some way..."

"Alas~...the Divine Doctor Sun is probably helpless...the empress looks healthy...but she is weak and weak, and the root of the disease is deep..."

In the words, rustling footsteps came, all the imperial physicians turned aside the figure, their complexions changed drastically, and they remained silent.

It seemed that Eunuch Rong didn't hear what everyone was talking about, he took small steps, shuttled back and forth, and lined up the figures on both sides, leading Li Xian straight into the hall.

Although he heard it vaguely, Li Xian already had a clear understanding in his heart, and when he scanned the anxious faces, he sighed slightly in his heart.

It seems that Empress Changsun's illness is imminent, and it is probably not optimistic!
Feeling suddenly sad, he followed Eunuch Rong's footsteps and hurried into the hall.

When the two figures disappeared into the hall, all the medical officers looked at each other with surprise on their anxious faces.

"This young man is not as old as the weak crown. Could it be that he wants to treat the eldest grandson empress?"

The way of Chinese medicine requires accumulation. All the people in the Imperial Medical Office are in their twilight years. Have you ever heard of someone who has superb medical skills in their youth?
For a while, the crowd was commotion and the backyard was noisy.

Someone stared at the door of the empty palace, raised his voice slightly to suppress everyone's discussion, with a sense of sourness.

"This person is Li Xian, consort of the Tang Dynasty bestowed upon the princess by His Majesty's royal family, Zhengnong."

"If you don't know how to save lives and save lives, why does Your Majesty let this person intervene?"

As soon as the words fell, all the imperial doctors were in an uproar.

"Li Xian? Could it be that he is rumored to be a person who has no skills, no learning, and no skills. How can he dare to punish the queen?"

"Hey~ It's probably just relying on the grace of the gods, putting on airs, and gaining fame in front of His Majesty!"

"Human life is a matter of heaven. Is this a place where this kid is greedy for fame and chasing fame and fortune? He really is lawless."

"Look, if the disease cannot be cured, and Long Yan is furious, this kid's life is probably in danger! At that time, just look at this brat who wants to be brave, how can he still be arrogant and domineering?"

Questions and angry reprimands were mixed with some schadenfreude and sarcasm, and the previous dignified atmosphere in the courtyard eased slightly.

Everyone's heart is open, and the imperial medical department is blaming him for treating people and diseases, but this time everyone is helpless, and someone must be responsible for it.

But Li Xian's rash appearance undoubtedly replaced the crime.

The breeze is coming, the branches and leaves are whirling.

The old man at the head walked through the mottled light and shadow, stood in front of the crowd, stroked his long beard, and waved his hand to interrupt the noise of the crowd.

"Everyone, Mr. Li's replacement of the medical officer is more or less a dereliction of duty by the Imperial Medical Office, a helpless move."

"Mr. Li is only a mere layman, so it will definitely be useless. When I return home this time, I will consult ancient books and pharmacopoeia."

"The queen's illness cannot be delayed."

The words were quite pertinent, and many medical officials nodded in agreement.

After a while, Eunuch Rong moved his fat body, stepped out of the palace gate, and waved his arms, quite annoyed.

"Go away."

The thin and long voice lingered in the ears, and all the medical officers secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

The brows on the dignified cheeks were lightly relaxed, like the rest of the life after a catastrophe, turning around and stepping forward, the subtle whispers in the ear brought out a touch of shock.

"Why is this? Could it be that Li Xian really has a plan?"

"How is it possible! I'm afraid this kid is boasting too much."

"Don't worry about that, let's look up the medical records as soon as possible, and search for Dr. Sun, at least we won't be beheaded..."

(End of this chapter)