Sun Simiao secretly sighed, don't tell me to look at the maid's arm, just look at the whole thing... I also have this heart, and I can't make any waves. A woman can't smell like herbs, let alone needles... she's so pretty! The wound on the arm is already healing, and the thin scab line looks like it was lightly drawn with the thinnest pen. Such a long wound will not leave any scars? He looked at Wei Guizang and asked expectantly: "How did you do that?"
Wei Guizang took out a small wooden box, opened it, pushed it in front of Sun Simiao, and said softly: "My prince likes fishing."
In ancient times, Taigong fished with a straight hook, and those who wished were hooked. Today, King Teng used a curved hook to sew up his wounds, and those who wished were hooked. It's just that this hook has promoted medical skills for more than eight hundred years.
"It's not sutured with raw silk or mulberry silk. What kind of silk did you use?" Sun Simiao directly asked the most important question. Raw silk is prone to swollen and pus-prone wounds, and mulberry silk is easy to break. There will be a row of stitches left after the stitches are removed. small wounds.
Wei Guizang poured another glass of wine, drank it slowly, and said with a meaningful smile: "Don't say it, don't say it. This is what my prince thought of, how can you tell outsiders so easily?"
It's already great if I can show you the needle. If you want to know more, you can show your sincerity. We are all adults, so don’t always think about getting something for nothing.
Sun Simiao: "..."
Those emperors, generals and ministers would not suffer a loss if they lived less than two years. Some of them lived less than two years, and ordinary people would suffer less. And this Prince Teng is just eleven years old. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a lot of bad records. In a few years, it will be too many to list!
"Yuan Tiangang will also go to Tengzhou." Wei Guizang added lightly. Slingshots hurt people, haha, those ruffians and bullies, why don't you fight them and keep them in the New Year? He buried someone in the snow, even the prince's driver dared to stop him, and even threatened him after he stopped him. If he didn't bury him, how could he go past Yuan Zheng? As for the demolition of the palace, His Majesty has no objection. How can it be someone else's turn to make such nonsense?
Prince Teng would help a little maid's arm with careful consideration, and he also asked to care about everyone. Do you think he is an ancient saint? To be so harsh on an eleven-year-old boy, haha, just be a human being!
Sun Simiao let out a long sigh and said: "Okay, I will go to Tengzhou with you, but I have to agree to three terms. I will not serve as an official for King Teng, I will not take a post in the Imperial Medical Office, and I will not participate in King Teng's various banquets."
"Hahaha..." Wei Guizang pointed at Sun Simiao's face and laughed. "My prince is a prince. Your Majesty will give you all kinds of beauties. How can I be willing to look at your old face? Just don't insist on participating when the time comes."
Prince Teng is not only a prince, he is also your Majesty's favorite younger brother. He has sealed 1,200 households. Go out and ask, who else is there? What kind of beauty do you want? I just want to see your old face full of wrinkles!
After hearing what Wei Guizang said, Sun Simiao was so angry that his beard trembled and said, "It's not even prettier than Yuan Tiangang's face!"
"What a good Sun Jianlu, you can talk about people behind their backs, and you are not afraid of getting sores on your mouth!" Yuan Tiangang walked in with a fly whisk in his hand, his long sleeves fluttering, and he looked like a worldly expert.
"You are not in the palace to watch the stars, but you are here to listen in the corner. You are worthy of being Crazy Yuan!" Sun Simiao rolled his eyes at Yuan Tiangang, picked up the wine glass to drink, and ignored him.
The maids moved over to the low couch and placed new cups and plates. Li Hua gently placed the newly brewed wine on the table, then stepped aside and continued to cook the wine.
But during tea time, the maids came over with new dishes and changed the dishes.
"Wei Gong, this Jiao Zhu was sent by the prince. Princess Jinyang said it was delicious." Chuntao finished speaking softly and led the people down, leaving only two maids to listen to the announcement. The person sent back by the prince was Pei Sheren. The reason made him tearful. His appetite was not as good as Cheng Shidu, and his speech was not as good as Cui Sheren.
"Your treatment is better than that of X. King Teng always laughs at X when he goes to X." Yuan Tiangang said this to Wei Guizang, but his eyes looked at Sun Simiao, full of teasing. He is always playful and casual about a certain Taishi Ling, not to mention you, a mountain village doctor.
Wei Guizang looked at the fried golden brown in front of him and glanced at the stall next to him. At two o'clock in the morning, given the level of crowding tonight, it could only mean one thing. This stall was near Qinrenfang. How could the prince and the others be like this? Return to the palace early?
Li Yuanying and the others were not near Qinrenfang at this time, but they were in Xuandu Temple in Chongyefang. Xuandu Temple may not be very familiar to everyone, but there is a poem that should be familiar to them. There are thousands of peach trees in Xuandu Temple, all of which were planted after Liu Lang left. A certain emperor who had been forced into power felt that his dignity had been harmed and was deeply offended, so he was demoted again.
Fourteen years later, the poet returned to Chang'an. Now gray-haired, he wrote another poem, "Where did the Taoist priest who planted peach go?" Liu Lang came again after visiting him before. That's right, it was written by my friend Humble Room Ming. He was exiled for twenty-three years, and his arrogance did not diminish. He was sent to Suzhou and other places, and he never returned to Chang'an until his death.
It is estimated that no one wants to see him write again, "Three Journeys to Xuandu Guan", for fear that if he comes, Ercao will be destroyed in body and name, and the rivers will not be destroyed forever.
"Brother, would you like to plant peach blossoms here? It will add to the splendor of spring." Li Yuanying looked at the little Jinyang bun running around among the carp lanterns and laughed softly. "The princesses can also come out more often."
If you go out and wander around more, you will find that life is still very beautiful, and you will not be like Princess Yuzhen who wants to be a female Taoist priest. Even if you want to be a Taoist priest, Xuandu Temple is very good. There is no need to go to Wangwu Mountain.
"Since you won't run around tonight, I'll let you go." Li Shimin picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile. "In February, I will take Sizi to Luoyang and other places. Don't do too much in the city. Wei Xuancheng will stay here."
However, Wei Zheng seems to have been a little scared by his younger brother's rebuke. Recently, the number of times he has spoken out and remonstrated has become less and less. Even when he does do so, his tone is much softer, and he is no longer the stiff-necked remonstrance he used to have.
"Changsun Fuji will also stay in Chang'an." Li Shimin hesitated for a moment and then added.
Li Yuanying bowed his hands casually and said, "Brother, don't worry, I always abide by the rules and laws. Do you want me to follow you?"
Li Shimin has a toothache. Do you have any misunderstanding about obeying the law? He gritted his teeth and said, "He will follow. Qingque is busy compiling books. You can go and take a look when you have nothing to do."
Accept more influence from those literati and be less naughty.
Li Yuanying's face twitched, and he went to compile a book with Li Tai. Haha, when did the second brother become so naive? Someone would not stick his hands in his eyes and ask for trouble. Begging for mercy: "Brother, please assign this job to Wei Xuan. I know how much ink I have in my stomach, and I can't do that kind of delicate work."
The second brother and his sister-in-law have a very good relationship, and they dote on their children, but...how to put it, sometimes too much doting can easily breed delusions, especially when the Beimen Incident happened not that long ago. situation. Of course, Kang Mazi's situation where the princes had a big fight was even worse.
"Fine work?" Li Shimin said softly, lost in thought.
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