Reincarnation of the powerful minister

While speaking, the door of the palace opened a crack, and Lan Xi slid out lightly.

Looking up, he saw the crown prince and Su Yan standing opposite each other holding hands, their faces were full of sorrow, and Eunuch Lan, who had studied in the palace school, inexplicably popped out a sentence in his mind, "Holding hands and looking at teary eyes, he was speechless and choked."

He shook his whisk uncomfortably, swept away his distracting thoughts, and said politely: "Master. It's such a cold day, my master is still waiting outside the hall. How pure filial piety! Oh, Su Yushi has returned to Beijing? Good! , seeing the end of the year is approaching, it would be nice to return to Beijing for the New Year.”

After listening to Lan Xi's words, Su Yan felt that every sentence was ironic, and every sentence was nonsense, and he also admired this old eunuch's language art of "sometimes doing nothing and sometimes doing nothing".

But if you want to know the situation in the palace, you still have to ask this cheap uncle, so he replied: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Lan is safe. I don't know how the emperor's dragon body is?"

Lan Xi sighed: "Your Majesty, this wind blows up occasionally when you're tired, but after massage at our house, most of the pain is gone, and you can sleep well and wake up refreshed, you don't even need to take any medicine." Therefore, the emperor easily did not send the imperial physicians to come for diagnosis and treatment, because they thought they were making a fuss. This time, for some reason, the attack was more serious than usual, and the decoction, massage, and acupuncture took turns, but it did not improve, but made it even more uncomfortable."

Su Yan said nervously, "Still hurting? How uncomfortable?"

"It hurts so bad, you can't see the light, you can't hear the sound, and you can't even touch your body. No, if you dismiss the imperial doctor and drive out all the servants, our family is helpless."

When Su Yan heard the symptoms, he felt more and more familiar, and vaguely remembered Liu Ruo, his tutor in the university in his previous life.

Liu Rhodium is an empty-nest widower, he is a top-notch professional, and his life is a mess. He is not an easy-going personality, but he has a special favor for Su Yan and allows him to call him Grandma Liu when he is joking.Usually, if Su Yan was free, he would help him pack meals, clean up, and throw clothes into the washing machine, but not because he was relying on others for his thesis, but because he consciously saved Grandma Liu from the water and fire of housework, so that the other party would not die of dirt or starvation. I have to change my instructor.

Instructor Liu had a headache every three to five months, and once every three to five months, the pain was so painful that he was tired of light and sound and afraid of moving, and he was dizzy and vomited sporadically.He forcefully dragged her to a big hospital for a thorough examination, including CT, MRI, and radiography, but nothing serious was found.

The doctor diagnosed it as vascular neuropathic headache, because some blood vessels in the patient's brain are naturally narrow, and when the blood vessels constrict, they cause neuropathic headache.There are many causes, such as excessive fatigue, high mental stress, lack of sleep, irregular work and rest...all may be induced.The treatment plan given is also based on physical and mental conditioning, which cannot be cured, and only seeks to reduce seizures.

The doctor also said that the brain is the most subtle and difficult to explore human organ, and no one can fix some deep lesions. Even with the development of medical technology to this point, the brain is still God's forbidden zone.

Su Yan recovered, and said to Lan Xi: "I want to go into the palace to visit the emperor, I don't know..."

Lan Xi was very embarrassed when he heard this.

On the one hand, he knew that Emperor Jing Long had an unusual feeling for Su Yan, and if he hadn't happened to fall ill, he would have summoned him immediately after he returned to Beijing.Bringing Su Yan to face the saint is naturally an act to please the saint.But on the other hand, the emperor's severe headache lasted for several hours, and it was inevitable that he would lose his temper.After driving all the palace people away, I guess I also have the mentality of not wanting to show weakness in front of the servants. If I bring Su Yan in at this time, will it hit the muzzle of the cannon and be self-defeating?

Su Yan said again: "I have a method, which may relieve the emperor's headache."

Now Lan Xi made up her mind and said to him: "Let's go in and report to see what the emperor wants. Su Yushi will wait here for a while." Then she opened the door and went in quietly.

Zhu Helin asked: "There are so many imperial physicians who can't do anything, do you really have a solution?"

Su Yan smiled embarrassingly: "It's not a serious solution, just a little help, see if it can alleviate the symptoms."

Zhu Helin nodded, and wanted to shake his hand again, "You try it, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, if the father is angry, I will take care of it for you. Go, I will accompany you in."

He didn't wait for Lan Xi to come out to reply, he dragged Su Yan into the palace gate.

The bedroom is dimly lit, and the window panes are covered by thick curtains. There are almost no servants in the palace. Occasionally, one or two pass by, stealthily.

Just as Lan Xi left, she looked up and saw that the crown prince and Su Yan had slipped in. After being slightly startled, she lowered her voice extremely low: "The emperor didn't nod, why did you come in?"

The prince waved his hand, motioning him to keep quiet, and just do as Su Yan said.

Su Yan said softly: "Get a basin of hot water and a thick cotton towel to absorb water, and then ask someone to prepare boiling water and wait by the side."

After Lan Xi hesitated, she sent someone to prepare it, and it was delivered quickly.

Emperor Jinglong was not on the Babulong bed with heavy curtains, but was lying on a large arhat couch, probably for the convenience of the palace servants in bringing medicine and water.

After Su Yan approached, he saw that the emperor was wearing a maroon cross-collar jacket, which looked like the inside of the ochre-yellow uniform on the hanger next to him. He speculated that he had an acute attack just after he came to court, so he only took off the outer dragon robe. I didn't even have time to change my pajamas.The brocade quilt was covered under the chest, and a thick soft pillow was placed on the back of the head and neck.

The emperor didn't wear a crown and hat, but only a net scarf, and his black hair was wrapped in a fine black silk net like a crow's wings. Compared with what he usually saw, his appearance was a little less majestic and more refined.At this moment, Zheng's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his complexion was pale and cold sweat was streaming out of his forehead, obviously he was extremely uncomfortable, but he gritted his teeth and refused to let out any moans.

Su Yan was very worried, and called out very softly: "My lord."

The emperor opened his eyes and glanced at Su Yan, but there was no response, not even a change in expression.

He was using all his will to fight against the throbbing throbbing pain like a hammer in his skull. The hammer hit his brain again and again, without giving him a chance to breathe.He knew who was coming, but he really didn't have the energy, and he didn't want to meet the other party in this situation. Finally, he squeezed two words between his lips and teeth: "Get out."

Su Yan resisted the decree, took a few steps closer, knelt down in front of the Arhat's couch, and signaled the palace servants to bring the water basin, and put it beside him.

He touched the hot water with his hand, and whispered, "It's not hot enough."

The palace servants mixed half a pot of boiling water, Su Yan dipped it again, and said, "Add more."

Lan Xi bent down to touch the copper basin, and withdrew her hand when it was so hot, she couldn't help dissuading: "It can't be mixed any more. Su Yushi wants to use hot compresses, but he must hold the emperor's dragon body tightly, so he must not burn himself." Already!"

Su Yan said: "I know it in my heart." After a pause, he added, "Don't worry, the water will pass through my hands first, and if it's going to be scalded, it will scald me first, and it won't scald the emperor."

Lan Xi glanced at the prince standing aside, nodded helplessly, and signaled the palace servants to add another half pot of boiling water.

Su Yan soaked the thick cotton towel in it.The water in the copper basin was between "hot as a bee sting" and "unbearably painful". He reluctantly folded the cotton towel into a thick long strip, took it out and twisted it lightly until it was moist enough without dripping water. fanned in the air three times to cool down quickly, and then spread the whole strip on the emperor's forehead.

The sudden hot stimulation caused the emperor to open his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to grab Su Yan's wrist, his gaze suddenly sharp as a weapon.

Lan Xi shuddered like being hit by a soldering iron, gasping for air.

"The emperor believes me." Su Yan said softly, "Relax, close your eyes, it won't hurt you."

The emperor stared at him for a long time, his eyes were as confused as thick fog, and there was a little light in the depths of the thick fog, just like the thousand-candle stupa on the top of a very distant mountain, always bright in the dark night.In the end, he slowly closed his eyes, withdrew his hand, and let him do what he did.

Lan Xi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately it was Su Yan, and if someone else was replaced, his head had already fallen to the ground.

However, the prince noticed that the emperor's outburst hand force left a circle of floating marks on Su Yan's wrist, and thought distressingly: Qinghe's skin is tender, if he pinches it like this, he might turn back and get bruised again, can't the emperor be gentle?

The emperor gradually got used to the hot feeling on his forehead.When the temperature of the outer layer of the cotton towel dropped slightly, Su Yan turned the inner layer out, applied it again, then soaked it in a copper basin to heat it, and repeated it.

He has to precisely control the temperature of the hot compress to the limit that the human skin can bear, use this temperature to heat the blood flow as soon as possible, let the blood flow enter the deep lesions in the brain, and dilate the capillaries, thereby achieving the purpose of relieving neuropathic pain .

The towel on the forehead is extremely hot, so the water temperature in the basin must be higher.

Even if there is no immediate high-temperature burn like contact with boiling water or boiling oil, but after soaking for a long time, it is inevitable that the skin of the operator's hands will be burned by low temperature.

It's just that low temperature burns are not easy to be noticed.The skin is just a little red, swollen or whitish, the surface is not serious, and the pain is not very obvious, but it will lead to subcutaneous tissue injury after a long time.Those with deep wounds may even cause deep tissue necrosis. If the follow-up treatment is not proper, festering may occur, and it will not heal for a long time.

Su Yan also knew the danger of low-temperature burns, but at this moment, in order to relieve the pain of Emperor Jinglong, he endured it for half an hour, and continued boiling water in the basin seven or eight times.

It wasn't until his hands started to become red and swollen, and the two anxiously watching did not realize that something was wrong.

Seeing Su Yan's calm and focused face, the prince thought that the temperature of the water in the basin was tolerable, but now his heart skipped a beat, he stretched his fingers into the basin, shivered a bit, and said in a voiceless voice: "So hot?"

He reached out to pull Suyan: "Get out of the way, I'll do it."

Su Yan pushed his hand away: "It's not hot, don't make trouble. Do you know how to control the optimum temperature?" Then he said to Lan Xi: "Eunuch Lan, please persuade the young master to go away, the towel on my hand is too cold, and the temperature is too high." Gotta soak it again."

The emperor's whole brain seemed to be soaked in hot water, he was drowsy and unable to think, and was burned hot and hot, while the hammering pain, throbbing pain and cramping pain gradually eased, and finally almost subsided.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he opened his eyes and took off the cotton towel on his forehead, and took a long breath: "I'm much better, so I don't need to apply it again."

Seeing that the emperor wanted to sit up, Lan Xi quickly took another brocade quilt and put it behind him.

The emperor took advantage of the situation to pull Su Yan up, let him sit on the edge of the couch, and checked his hands with his palms.

Both hands were burnt to a rouge color, and the fingers were like ten red and swollen carrots.The emperor ordered without raising his head, "Lanxi, bring the three yellow ointment."

Lan Xinuo let out a sound, and immediately fetched the ointment.

The prince took the ointment box first, and was about to go up to apply it on Su Yan.The emperor stretched out his hand to copy it, grabbed the box in his palm, and said, "Light on the lamp, don't make it too bright. You all go out."

The prince hesitated and didn't want to leave, the emperor frowned slightly: "Why, do you want to resist the edict?"

Lan Xi hurriedly made peace with her, coaxing and dragging the unwilling prince away.The palace people lighted the lamps and closed the palace door tightly when they left.After Lan Xi went out, she signaled the palace guards guarding the corridor to stay away with her facial expressions, and she stayed outside the hall.

The emperor no longer hurts his head.As for whether or not Su Yan hurts and where it hurts, Eunuch Lan doesn't mind. He even has a mixed emotion of gloating and comforting the old man. Shake it up.

The servants of the Eastern Palace waited anxiously in the courtyard, Fu Bao hurriedly went up to greet the prince when he saw the prince coming out of the palace: "My lord, it's already dark... From the next court to the present, it's been four full hours, no matter how filial my lord is to the emperor, You have to drink water and eat food."

The prince held back his unknown anger, and said angrily: "Young master can't eat it!"

The sky began to drift with snow, and the cold wind rolled over the dead branches above the palace wall, whimpering, making the chill double.

The prince looked around and raised his voice: "Where are the chairs? You go and bring a hardwood chair over here. My lord, I will sit outside my father's bedroom tonight and won't leave. What is this called? It's called worrying about my father's illness, night watchman relative!"

The last eight characters were literally shouted out at the top of my lungs.

Emperor Jinglong heard it faintly in the hall, his face darkened slightly.

Su Yan smoothed things over with great insight: "His Royal Highness is loyal and filial, and even the minister is very moved." At the same time, he retracted his hands quietly, showing a tendency to withdraw.

The emperor clasped his hand gently but firmly, opened the ointment box, and applied a thin layer of Sanhuang ointment made of cork, yellow lotus, and skullcap on his hand.

The royal three yellow ointment prepared by the imperial physician has more flavors of gardenia and pearl powder than the ordinary formula, exuding a faint fragrance.

The emperor caressed the scalded hands inch by inch, from the fingertips, knuckles to the heels of the palms, carefully smearing every part.The skin wrapped in light ointment and pearl powder is moist and smooth under the candlelight, shining with pearl powder shimmer.

Su Yan felt in a daze that the emperor was not smearing his hands, but touching the peach blossom branches that bloomed in spring, picking new green reed buds, and rubbing the soft feathers of chicks.When touched in such a gentle and loving manner, the peach blossoms will turn red with shame, the reed buds will be fresh and tender, and the feathers will tremble slightly in clusters of burning heat.

The air in the hall was thick and sticky, as if it was difficult to breathe, Su Yan involuntarily opened his lips to pant slightly, like a fish out of water.

This kind of rubbing that is extremely affectionate and implies a certain hint gave him the illusion, as if ten fingers had been raped one by one.

The emperor bowed his head and blew a few breaths, "After a while, the ointment will dry up, and your hands will feel a little tight. Remember to leave it for six hours and don't wash it."

Su Yan nodded in a daze, speechless for a moment.

The emperor stared at the candlelight for a moment, and couldn't help raising his hand to caress his face, leaning forward.

Su Yan's breathing was suppressed, his thoughts were messy, his mind was like a ball of thread that had been played with by seven or eight milk cats, and he couldn't catch the head and tail.He closed his eyes subconsciously, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly in a panic, and his body retreated out of the couch.

The emperor put his other hand against his back, easily stopping his escape.

Su Yan said anxiously: "My lord, no..."

The emperor almost leaned close to his ear, with a low voice: "Qinghe, to me—"

A loud youthful voice suddenly rose from outside the hall, interrupting his murmuring. It was the prince sitting on the snow in the courtyard who was reciting the "Commentary to the Classic of Filial Piety" aloud:

"If you are superior to others, how can you be disrespectful? If you are not slow to others, if you cultivate yourself to make the common people happy, then thousands of people will be happy. This is the most important way. If you teach morality and people use harmony, you will fall apart and live without reason... "

——This cheating brat!The emperor let out a sullen and helpless sigh, lifted the brocade quilt and got up, using the basin and cotton towel under the couch, he washed off the ointment left on his hands.

"Qinghe, dress me." The emperor changed his words.