"As long as you understand." Tang He nodded with a relaxed face and said with a smile: "Originally, I was worried that you couldn't figure it out and would ruin the emperor's affairs. Now that I see that you see it so thoroughly, I feel relieved."
As he said that, Tang He turned back and glanced at Tang Ding. Seeing that his face was still confused, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His son was already regarded as a hero among people, and he was already one of the best among the descendants of nobles.
.But compared to the old fox who hangs around the court, he is still far behind. Until now, he has not understood that Han Du's deprivation of the title was just a foreshadowing of the emperor's smooth sailing. I am afraid that he is still fighting for Han Du in his heart.
Bar.
Tang Ding was indeed aggrieved for Han Du. If it weren't for Tang He's serious illness, he would have run away. This would not only directly expose the relationship between the Duke of Xinguo and Han Du to everyone's eyes, but also expose it to everyone.
It will ruin the emperor's plan.
Tang Ding's reaction saw Tang He shaking his head, but for Han Du's vigilance, Tang He praised and admired Han Du. Even when he was Han Du's age, he didn't have Han Du's plan.
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But this is just right. Even if he is gone, as long as Han Du is here, the Xinguo Duke's family will have no worries for at least three generations.
"Now you know why I didn't let Ding'er tell you?" Tang He smiled slightly, "Besides, I know my own body and bones, and I won't die in a short time."
At this moment, a servant came in carrying a bowl of medicine.
"Master, it's time to take medicine."
When Han Du heard this, he raised his eyebrows instantly. When he saw the dark potion held by the servant, Han Du immediately shouted: "Wait a minute."
Tang He and Tang Ding looked at Han Du in confusion, wondering what he wanted to do.
Han Du paused and said hesitantly: "Master, have you tried this medicine?" Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of snakes for ten years. Han Du was really frightened by the medicine and couldn't help but want to do it.
A little more foolproof.
Tang He immediately understood what Han Du meant and said with a smile: "Don't worry about this. His Highness King Zhou personally diagnosed my disease and prescribed the medicine. There will be no problem."
Han Du was immediately relieved when he heard that Zhu Zhu had diagnosed and treated Tang He's disease and prescribed medicine. Since the accident at Tai Hospital, Lao Zhu no longer trusted Tai Hospital. Not only did Zhu Zhu serve as the hospital's
It was judged that only Lao Zhu himself, Queen Ma, and some people whom Lao Zhu valued were qualified to receive Zhu's personal diagnosis and treatment.
And Zhu Ji's medical skills are indeed worthy of being judged by the Imperial Hospital. He has extremely high medical talent, and with the convenience of the royal family, he studied hard and studied hard. Later, he heard it from Han Du.
There are many medical theories and some special
Cases. For example, Artemisia annua is used to treat dysentery, etc.
Zhu Rui's medical skills have already reached their peak and have completely surpassed this era. Let alone Taiyuan Hospital, even if you look at the entire world, no one can match Zhu Rui in terms of medical skills.
Therefore, since Zhu Ju became famous, people no longer remember him because of his status as His Royal Highness the King of Zhou, but as a master of medicine. There are countless people in the world who hope to receive Zhu Ju's diagnosis and treatment. But no
I'm sorry, Zhu Xi is the prince, and most people don't even have the chance to see him, let alone for diagnosis and treatment?
Even in the court, only the ministers who were favored by Lao Zhu would be ordered by Lao Zhu to diagnose and treat them. Therefore, every time someone received Zhu's diagnosis and treatment, it was regarded as a sign of the emperor's favor.
Han Du nodded, took the servant's medicine bowl, waved to him and said, "Go down."
The servant looked at Han Du dumbfounded, then looked at the father-in-law. When he saw the father-in-law nodded slightly, the servant bowed respectfully and said, "Yes."
Han Du held the medicine bowl, came closer, scooped up the medicine with a spoon, blew it gently to cool it, and fed Tang He one mouthful at a time.
Tang He also refused to accept anyone who came, and allowed Han Du to feed him all the medicine and drink it, looking at Han Du with a smile on his face.
Han Du couldn't laugh, and looked at the optimistic Tang He with a sad expression on his face.
When Tang Ding saw it, he couldn't help but beg in a low voice: "Han Du, you are the most capable, can you save dad?"
Han Du turned around and saw that Tang Ding's eyes were full of pleading, and he couldn't bear it. He didn't know how to answer him. If it was some disease that he happened to know about, then Han Du would naturally save Tang Ding without hesitation.
But now Tang He is obviously running out of gas, how can he save himself? Besides, Tang He is not young anymore. He is three years older than Lao Zhudu, and he is seventy years old this year. Seven years in life
It can be said that it is a miracle that Tang He can live to this age. This is not the future generation. Even with the medical conditions of the future generations, we don’t know how many people will die in their fifties or sixties. Yes.
It is said that Tang He lived longer than many people in later generations.
Tang He is so old, and coupled with the chronic diseases left by his early battles, his energy and energy have almost been exhausted. Even future generations will not be able to do anything about this situation, so what can Han Du do?
They were all a little vain, but they still reprimanded Tang Ding with a straight face, "Han Du is not a god, do you think he can live to death with human flesh and white bones, and rejuvenate his youth?"
Tang Ding's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he also knew that there was no way to cure his father's illness. When Zhu Ju came for treatment earlier, he told him that his father's illness could not be cured even by Luo Jinxian, and he could only live one day at a time.
Seeing Tang Ding's appearance, Han Du could only say helplessly: "His Royal Highness King Zhou's medical skills far surpass mine. It is true that I can cure some difficult and complicated diseases, but for regulating the body like this, it is really
Not as good as King Zhou."
Seeing Han Du himself saying that there was nothing he could do, Tang Ding's face was filled with sadness.
Tang He cursed angrily: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet, why are you crying here?"
Seeing his father's anger, Tang Ding was afraid that he would make his father sick again, so he quickly suppressed his sadness and lowered his head to admit his mistake: "My child, my child knows I was wrong."
Tang He didn't really want to do anything to Tang Ding. When he lowered his head to admit his mistake and suppressed his voice, he turned to look at Han Du: "After I go, I'm afraid I won't be able to support the Duke's mansion just by relying on this fool. You
But you need to help him more."
The Tang family has more than one Duke of Xinguo. In addition to the title of Duke of Xinguo, there is also the title of Marquis Suyi of Tang Ding. If it were just a Duke of Xinguo, with Tang Ding's ability, there would be no problem in supporting it.
But the prestige of a prince is too strong, which is unique to the Ming Dynasty. In the eyes of many people, the Xinguo Gongfu can be said to be the most wealthy family in the Ming Dynasty. With great prestige, it will also suffer more wind and rain, Tang
He was afraid that Tang Ding wouldn't be able to handle it, so he begged Han Du.
Han Du glanced sideways at Tang Ding, then looked back at Tang He, and said seriously: "Don't worry, sir, Brother Tang is very talented, but he just lacks experience. In a few years, I believe that Brother Tang alone will be able to handle everything.
As long as I, Han Du, am alive for one day, I can protect Brother Tang."
"Okay, hahaha, with your words, I can still smile with a smile on my face even if I die now." After Tang He received Han Du's personal promise, his excited lips could not stop trembling, and even the expression on his face
, even a trace of blood began to appear.
Seeing Tang He stretching out his hands, Han Du quickly stretched out his own hands and added Tang Ding. The two old men and the fourth young man hugged each other tightly with their six palms.
Just when the three of them were immersed in emotion, the voice of the servant outside the door came in.
"His Royal Highness the King of Zhou has arrived."
The three people quickly let go of their hands and calmed down their expressions.
Handu
He and Tang Ding immediately stood together, facing the door. Seeing Zhu Zhu walk in with a calm expression, they both said in unison:
"My lord, please pay homage to the prince."
"Common people, pay your respects to the prince."
Zhu Tong didn't pay attention at first, he just nodded subconsciously and was about to say no. But he suddenly saw Han Du and asked in surprise: "Huh? Han Du, are you here too?"
"Yes," Han Du replied with a somewhat depressed look: "This time I went to sea for a year and wanted to visit Duke Xin when I came back. But I didn't expect it."
When Zhu Tong heard this, he also let out a long sigh, glanced at Tang Ding, and said: "Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature, so you don't need to be too sad."
Then, Zhu Tie walked up to Tang He, sat on a stool, and said, "My lord, let me check your pulse first."
Obviously, Zhu Ru had no good solution for Tang He's illness. Moreover, he couldn't bear to see the sorrow on the faces of Tang Ding and Han Du, so he simply started to feel Tang Ding's pulse.
"I'm such an old man, but I still let His Highness the King of Zhou run back and forth. Thank you, Your Highness!" Tang He smiled weakly and stretched out his hand.
Zhu Ru gently touched Tang He's pulse on his wrist and pondered carefully.
After a while, Zhu Rui checked the pulses of Tang and his hands respectively, then put Tang and his hands back into the quilt. He said with a smile: "Old man, take a good rest, I will give you another prescription."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Tang He looked at it very openly and was able to laugh.
Zhu Ru came to the desk, pondered for a moment, picked up the brush and wrote down a prescription.
After handing the prescription to Tang Ding, Zhu Xi turned around and saluted Tang He, "Old sir, I will take my leave now."
"Your Highness is too polite, but this old minister is being rude. I hope Your Highness will forgive you." Tang He said apologetically, and then pointed at Tang Ding, "Ding'er, send your Highness off for me."
"My child, I obey." Tang Ding bowed and replied, then motioned to Zhu Rui, "Your Highness, please!"
Zhu Rui didn't care about these common etiquettes. He nodded and walked out of the house. Han Du and Tang Ding followed Zhu Rui to see him off.
After leaving the door, Tang Ding bowed to Zhu Zhu again and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for treating my father."
Hearing this, Zhu Ting turned around and sighed, and said: "You don't need to thank me. My husband's body is indeed at the point of exhaustion, and I can't do anything about it. I can only prescribe some warm and tonic prescriptions, which will last one more day."