Shenyu leaned over slightly, "Your Majesty is right. Madam Xiang is indeed a master of medicine. However, the girl in the boudoir suddenly gained your Majesty's attention. I'm afraid she was frightened. The previous minister's illness was only caused by the servants' repeated pleadings. She is asking for nothing more than this. Let me go and talk to her. Then I will bring people in and see your majesty first, and then your majesty will decide whether she should be allowed to diagnose the pulse of the lady in the palace."
The Holy Spirit said, "I will do as you say. After all, this girl has never entered the palace before, so don't scare her."
Shenyu said yes, and then reported the accounts passed by Duzhi to the Holy Lord, and said cautiously: "I relied on your majesty's care and the east wind of my late father to become the minister of Duzhi. Earlier, I reviewed the accounts. I am not very experienced in governing matters, so I am always worried, lest something go wrong and make His Majesty worried."
He is a young man, and being the Minister of Finance is indeed a bit counterproductive, but the government and the public are watching, and if he is allowed to be an idle prince, those ministers will inevitably talk too much. It is better to give him a decent position to practice, at least he will not live up to his words.
He was trembling, and the Holy One needed to comfort him, so he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Yan Huan, give up the idea of monarch and minister, you and I are close brothers. Although you have been in the wild for many years, the blood of the God family is shed on your body, and I, the God family, have no blood." Incompetent people, you are the same. No one is born to be an official. With your qualifications, you can become a talent with a little training, so don't worry, just go ahead and do it. Even if you make some small mistakes, I can't forgive you. .”
After hearing this, Shenyu bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then there were some daily chats, and when we talked about the marriage, the Holy Father said: "I have seen that girl in the Queen's family. She is a dignified and steady lady, and she is very suitable for you. In this way, choose a good day and let The queen is hosting a banquet. You two should meet in person first. If we both find it suitable, let's make an appointment to get married. In the future, we can revitalize Prince Feng Yi's palace, and I can comfort the soul of the late emperor's uncle in heaven."
Shenyu lowered his head and said, "But it's up to Your Majesty to make the decision."
The Holy Emperor was very happy and said with a smile: "Then it's decided. I will tell the queen later that I will send someone to inform you when the date is chosen."
Fu said some very affectionate words before letting God Realm retreat.
As he walked slowly along the narrow road, Ye Zhecheng held an umbrella for him. The sunlight outside the umbrella was like a waterfall, so bright that no one dared to look directly at it. The two of them walked in silence for a long time. Shen Yu turned his head and asked, "Your Majesty wants the Queen to hold a banquet. Did you hear it before?"
Ye Zhecheng, who had always lowered his head, raised his head slightly. Although a scar on his lower jaw was an old injury, it was still clearly visible.
He said yes, "I have heard this. Since she is a noble daughter of the queen's family, does the king want to consider it?"
God's Realm said, "If the people next to me come to monitor me day and night, wouldn't my life be more difficult than Aweng's life back then?"
Speaking of King Feng Yi, Ye Zhecheng's face clearly showed sadness. The bloody storm in his early years is still vivid in people's minds until now. At that time, he was still a little waiter in the second master's family. He received many favors from the second master, and the only way to repay the family master was to work as a servant in the second master's family.
Later, the second young master was in trouble. That night, a group of men in black broke into Bieye and killed everyone they saw. He was lucky and picked up his life on the tip of the knife. After escaping, in order to make a living, he first started working as a worker in Huangmen, transporting water outside the palace. Over the course of nineteen years, he was promoted little by little, and then he came to the side of the Holy Master and became the Minister of Yezhe.
Originally, his heart was like a rotten wood, and he was living day by day. Until that day when he saw the little King Feng Yi who returned to the court, he felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and the dust-laden memories suddenly opened up all the connections in his body. He knew that he finally had a purpose to live for. His old master was gone, but he had a young master who could be loyal to him. Although he is an inconspicuous chamberlain, fortunately, he works in front of the emperor and can walk around the palace without hindrance. As long as the young master gives instructions and I can help a little, that's enough.
"What do you want, the king?" he asked, "What can the little man do for the king?"
Shenyu pondered for a moment and said: "Find a way to reveal the Queen's banquet to Mrs. He in advance."
Ye Zhecheng immediately understood that, apart from Concubine Hai, Mrs. He was His Majesty's most favored wife, and she often competed with the Queen overtly and covertly. Little King Feng Yi was getting married, and she, like Queen Chu, had the same intention of getting married. If the Queen invited her to a banquet and let her know, then there would not be only girls from the Queen's mother's family at the banquet.
There will naturally be disputes when there are too many monks and too little rice. You may be able to escape unscathed. Even if you can't, you can at least delay it for a while.
Ye Zhecheng said, "Leave this matter to the villain. Your Majesty, just don't worry."
Shen Yu nodded, "Thank you very much."
Only then did Ye Zhecheng show a smile, "In front of the King, the villain is still somewhat useful, and it is already the glory of the villain."
There is no need to say more, everyone knows it in their hearts.
Shenyu walked out of Yunlongmen and went straight to Shangshu Province to take care of the remaining official duties of the previous day. After taking some time out in the second half of the day, he went to check the alley.
I asked someone to pass the message to the door, and I stood on the porch waiting. The first two times I came, I came in a hurry. I had seen the winter scenery outside Xiangzhai, but I had never fully appreciated the green branches and leaves here in midsummer.
The Xiang family belongs to the Xinglin family. There is no artistic conception deliberately pursued by literati in the front and back of the house, but there is the freedom and purity that floats away from the world. There is a winding path on the left and a small bamboo forest on the right. Because it is the deepest part of Chaxia Lane, the deeper you go, the more you will have the illusion of entering the painting.
After waiting for a short time, he heard footsteps approaching from the door. He turned around and saw that it was Fu's mother who came to pick him up yesterday.
Zhang's mother saluted him and said, "The king is here. My wife invites the king to come in."
He nodded in greeting and followed Mrs. Zhang into the inner house. He walked through the courtyard, surrounded by flowers and trees. When he passed the tree-lined avenue, he felt like he was in a small forest.
Nanxian's painting studio was right in front. Unexpectedly, before anyone got closer, I heard a man's voice shouting: "I've seen that girl twice. She said something about the difference between men and women, and her eyes kept rolling around on the man. Anyway, I don’t like it. I told my mother-in-law that I want to come to your house to propose marriage..."
A straightforward voice came out: "Brother, you are not my style."
The man sneered, "Did I say I wanted to propose marriage to you? Don't be so sentimental!"
This was a shortcoming, and the girl said "Hey", "Which maid of mine do you like?"
Nan Xian was obviously hurt by the fuss and said feebly: "I have guests here, please stop making noise and get out quickly."
Then the people inside pushed and pushed across the threshold, and Shenyu recognized that the man was the son of the general of Fuguo, and he had a long history with the Xiang family.
Naturally, they saw him over there, leaving Yunci and stepped forward to say hello, "Your Excellency, are you Prince Feng Yi?"
Shenyu bowed his hand, and the other party responded with a big smile, "My surname is Qing, Qing Shangyang. I am an old friend of Madam Xiang. I came to see her today to discuss medical science."
Shen Yu was a gentle and gentle gentleman, and he agreed politely. Yun Ci, who was beside him, already had a good impression of him, and said happily: "Master, please stay at my house for dinner today, I will ask the kitchen to prepare some more good dishes. "
Qing Shangyang immediately said: "Then I won't leave either."
Yunci said no, "I don't have enough rice, so I can only entertain one distinguished guest."
They bickered with each other again and went to the other end of the yard.
Mother Zhang smiled awkwardly and said, "Your Majesty, please come with your maid."
After entering the door, he saw Nan Xian holding his sleeves and arranging teapots and cups. The weather was hot now, so she was wearing only thin clothes. A silky gauze skirt made her figure even more slim.
Looking back, she gestured with her hands and said, "Sit down."
She is very polite, but not overly enthusiastic. When you get along with her, you always feel comfortable and happy.
Shenyu sat down as he was told, "I saw Aweng when I went out this morning. The high fever in his body has gone away. It is really rare to have a good sleep. At noon, the servant came to report that he felt much better and his body was not as good as before. It hurts so much.”
Nan Xian was very happy, "I think the adjustment of the prescription has had a slight effect. I'll take it for a few days and then I'll check my pulse again."
Shenyu's words are good, but his expression is hesitant to speak.
Nan Xian noticed it, turned around and sat down opposite, "Young Master has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
Shenyu hesitated for a moment before saying: "I was delayed in going to court today, and the Holy One called me to give a lecture. I truthfully told the truth about my adoptive father's serious illness last night. The Holy One learned that it was my sister who treated me. He praised my sister for her superb medical skills and wanted to invite her. Enter the palace and ask for the pulse of the women inside."
Nan Xian was surprised, "Enter the palace? Me?"
Seeing her face change slightly, Shenyu hurriedly said: "Sister, don't get me wrong, it's just a normal consultation. Taking a step back, even if the Holy One makes an exception and appoints sister as a medical officer, it will only be a name in the Imperial Medical Bureau. The one who trapped my sister in the palace."
Having said that, Nanxian still felt uneasy.
Aweng used to be the deputy envoy of Tai Hospital and had seen many cases of people being imprisoned due to poor diagnosis and treatment. Especially when treating nobles in the palace, her head is always tucked into her waistband. Aweng once said that she would rather be a traveling doctor than a royal doctor. She still remembers this sentence.
Now that she was asked to diagnose the concubine's pulse, she couldn't help but feel frightened, but it would be difficult to shirk it.
She raised her eyes and looked at the person opposite. He came directly to Xiangzhai in court clothes. The large red silk silk was covered with thin soap gauze, and strands of red oozed from the black warp and weft. It was very It balanced the boyish look on his face well.
Somehow, she always had a feeling that there was a sophisticated soul hidden under this young man's skin, as if all the quiet changes were closely related to him.
However, she wanted to accuse, but there was no way to say it. She looked at those eyes, which were shining brightly and without any calculation.
She was discouraged, "I am a boudoir girl, and I have only a limited knowledge of medical skills. How can I enter the palace to take the pulses of ladies and gentlemen? Besides, if there is a serious symptom, aren't there medical officers from the Imperial Medical Bureau? Why would they think of me?" .”
Shenyu thought for a moment and said softly: "Sister, I guess your majesty doesn't want you to cure the disease, but just wants to take care of the health of the ladies. If there is still hope, you can conceive a son and a half, and your own children will always be more considerate. , now that he has a successor, there is no need to worry about the old ministers forcing him to adopt an heir."
Nan Xian felt it was getting more and more difficult, "There are so many ladies in the harem, but none of them are pregnant. Is it because all the ladies are in poor health?"
The only thing left to say is the Holy Spirit's own problem.
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment. When he saw the stern voice from the Divine Realm across the way, Nanxian was immediately embarrassed. He laughed dryly and said, "Young Master, let's have some tea."
After taking a few sips of tea, Shenyu put down the cup and said: "Actually, sister, there is no need to panic. Just check your pulse in the usual way. I don't understand medical science, but I guess there is always a foolproof and safe way. Besides, even if you prescribe a prescription, , it will also be inspected by the Imperial Medical Bureau, if there are any mistakes, I don’t have to bear it alone.”
Nanxian sighed. She had always adhered to the principle of doing less than doing more, and did not want to have anything to do with the palace. Now that I have fallen into it for no reason and cannot escape for the time being, I have no choice but to take it one step at a time.
"Sister..."
When her thoughts were confused, she suddenly heard God's Domain calling her.
Nanxian raised his head, "What?"
"If possible, try your best to treat the ladies in the palace." He said slowly, "I also hope that the Holy Emperor will have an heir, so my life can probably be saved. After my sister has diagnosed the ladies, if I need to ask for His Majesty’s pulse, so I don’t have to worry, I think His Majesty will not hide illnesses and avoid medical treatment for the sake of his heirs.”
Nan Xian looked at him thoughtfully, "Do you still have something in your heart that you haven't spoken out yet?"
He avoided her gaze, weighed it for a long time, and finally said: "I have no foundation in Jiankang. Although I have ears and eyes in the palace, I can't entrust them all. My sister is different from them. I have a close relationship with her. My difficulties My sister has experienced it personally and knows that if I cannot know myself and my enemy, I will not be able to escape the same fate as me in the future. Therefore, I really want my sister to enter the palace to practice medicine, from the harem lady to the Holy Emperor, and understand every change of the Holy Dragon's body."
He finally revealed his purpose, and Nan Xian's suspicion was confirmed, and he himself breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you intend to recommend me to the Holy One, right?"
He nodded sadly, "Yes, sister, don't blame me."
Of course Nan Xian was angry and felt that this child had a deep and bottomless mind.
But when I thought about it again, what he said was not unreasonable. It is human instinct to seek self-preservation, and everything he did was to survive. I am sometimes conceited, and I have regrets about not being able to appreciate my talents. If she can really treat the Holy Queen, then her career as a female doctor will be at its peak.
