"Yes, little marquis." Zhong Zishuo responded, and was about to go forward to carry the old woman to the carriage, but someone stopped her.

"It's still dozens of miles away to Chang'an. Even if you rush to rush, it will take an hour and a half. This lady's illness may not be able to persevere in Chang'an. It's better to have a needle first to rescue her." There was a lot of Taoist priests who had been over 50 last year in the crowd.

Seeing this Taoist priest, Zhong Zishuo's eyes lit up: "Master Sun!"

"Hiss Zhong, it's been a long time since I saw you. It's good to have acupuncture on this lady first, and you and I will talk about each other." Sun Simiao said.

"It's time for Taoist priest." Zhong Zishuo stood up and moved aside.

Sun Simiao was nominally a Taoist priest, but he did the job of a doctor who was helping the world. His whereabouts were uncertain, wandering in the countryside and treating the people for free. Even if a high-ranking official and nobleman invited him to see the disease, he gave him a lot of money, and he replaced it with medicinal materials for free to those poor families who could not afford medicine. So now, except for the silver needles he carried with him, the medicine basket and medicine hoe he carried with him, Sun Simiao was really nothing and had a clean and honest heart.

Sun Simiao came to the woman and took out a roll of linen cloth from her arms. After it was unfolded, it was a layer of white cotton cloth, and some slender silver needles were arranged on the cotton cloth.

Just as Sun Simiao was giving the woman an acupuncture, Xuan Shijing pulled Zhong Zishuo's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zhong, this Taoist Master Sun, is Sun Simiao?" Xuan Shijing also guessed about seven or eight points. There may be many Taoist priests who knew medical skills in the Tang Dynasty, but there was only one person with excellent medical skills and character, that is, the Medicine King Sun Simiao.

"How did the little marquis know Taoist Master Sun?"

Xuan Shijing smiled without a trace. When the famous Sun Simiao and Zhong Zishuo called out the Taoist priest, Xuan Shijing guessed that in this Tang Dynasty, some famous Taoist priests were Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, plus Yuan Shoucheng.

Yuan Shoucheng said that most people don’t know each other. Among the many unofficial historical legends, they are all awesome characters. The most famous one is that they bet with the Dragon King of Jinghe in Journey to the West. Xuan Shijing also knew from Journey to the West that there was such a Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty.

Compared with Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Shoucheng, Xuan Shijing respected Sun Simiao more. It was nothing more. Although Sun Simiao was a Taoist sect, he only practiced his mind and nature in the Taoist sect. Compared with the first three, Sun Simiao pursued a down-to-earth, real style, traveling thousands of miles to save a hundred people. Moreover, Xuan Shijing knew that in history, Sun Simiao had indeed lived to be over 160 years old, and spent his whole life studying medicine, hoping to save more people. Moreover, he did it and wrote the panic masterpiece "Qianjin Prescription", a book of Qianjin Prescriptions, which records the various prescriptions he knew in his life. He was not like other traditional Chinese medicine doctors, and he would rather lose it than publish it in the world. If all traditional Chinese medicine doctors had the heart and feelings of Sun Simiao, why worry about the decline of traditional Chinese medicine in a thousand years?

"Little Marquis?" Zhong Zishuo looked at Xuan Shijing who was in a daze.

"Uncle Zhong, how did you know Taoist Master Sun?" Xuan Shijing did not answer Zhong Zishuo's previous question. He came to his senses and asked Zhong Zishuo.

"When I was walking in the world, I had a relationship with Master Sun," Zhong Zishuo explained.

At this time, Sun Simiao had already applied the needle to the woman, collected the silver needle, and walked towards Zhong Zishuo.

"Xia Zhong, I have used acupuncture to stabilize the woman's condition, but if I want to treat her, I still need to go to the medicine shop in Chang'an City and grab a few doses of medicine."

"Don't worry about this. We'll take it back to Chang'an later. Master Sun, this is my little marquis." Zhong Zishuo introduced Xuan Shijing to Sun Simiao.

"Student Xuan Shijing has met Taoist Master Sun." Xuan Shijing bowed and bowed to Sun Simiao.

This time, Zhong Zishuo did not stop Xuan Shijing from performing his tribute, because Sun Simiao was respectful and could fully bear the tribute.

"Marty Xuanwei?" Sun Simiao asked.

"That's right." Xuan Shijing responded.

"Little Marquis, I have a word, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Master Taoist, it's okay to say it." Xuan Shijing was a little surprised. What Sun Simiao was going to say, and this tone seemed to be saying that he was going to be unlucky.

"The little marquis may have shortcomings," said Sun Simiao.

"What?" Xuan Shijing was shocked. He had never noticed anything wrong with his body. But since Sun Simiao said it, Xuan Shijing believed it. After all, Sun Simiao was an expert, let alone he would not be targeted and say such words to offend people.

"Young Marquis don't have to worry. You are still young, just need to take more conditioning on weekdays, and there is still a possibility of healing."

"Master Sun, this..." Zhong Zishuo was a little panicked when he heard Sun Simiao's words. Xuan Shijing was the only seedling in the Marquis's Mansion, so no mistakes should be made.

"Hiss Zhong doesn't have to worry. I am going to Chang'an this time. After this time, I will give the young marquis a careful diagnosis and treatment."

"Since that's the case, Master Sun will take our car back to Chang'an together. We can take care of the mother-in-law on the way." Xuan Shijing said: "Uncle Zhong, it's getting late, and my mother-in-law's illness cannot be delayed. We have to hurry up and get on the road."

Sun Simiao's eyes changed when he looked at Xuan Shijing, and a hint of admiration appeared on his face: "Since that's the case, I'll bother you."

Zhong Zishuo walked to the woman, picked her up and put her on the carriage with the help of Sun Simiao.

Seeing that her mother had something to do, Xiaolian burst into tears and laughed. She knelt in front of Sun Simiao, Zhong Zishuo and Xuan Shijing, and kept kowtowing: "Thank you three benefactors, thank you three benefactors."

"Girl, please get up quickly. Some trivial matters are nothing." Sun Simiao helped Xiao Lian up: "Girl, hurry up and take care of Lingtang."

Xiaolian wiped away the tears left on her face, nodded, and then got on Xuan Shijing's carriage.

Zhong Zishuo waited for Sun Simiao to get on the carriage, then picked up Xuan Shijing and put him on the carriage. In the carriage shed were Xiaolian and her mother. On the frame, Zhong Zishuo and Sun Simiao were on the left and right. Xuan Shijing didn't get far, so he sat between them.

Zhong Zishuo swung his whip and the carriage ran towards Chang'an City.

"Master Sun, why do you remember Chang'an this time?" Zhong Zishuo asked while rushing the car.

"I'm not satisfied with you saying that this time, Your Majesty summoned him to the palace to regulate the Empress." Sun Simiao sighed and said, "The Empress's qi is most likely to be inflicted in this season. To be honest, I can only relieve it but not eradicate it. Over the years, I have been traveling around and tried various methods to treat this disease, but the effect is not satisfactory."

Xuan Shijing, who was sitting in the middle, frowned without a trace. Empress Changsun had asthma, and the best way to take this disease in later generations was to take care of it. What's more, in the Tang Dynasty, when he thought of this, Xuan Shijing felt a little regretful. Empress Changsun was the only woman among the many queens in history who made people praise him when they mentioned it.
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