As night gradually fell, Li Shimin, who had been discussing the details of sending troops for a whole day with the ministers, finally came to the Li Zheng Hall with heavy steps.
Lizheng Hall is the residence of Queen Changsun.
Although Li Shimin had countless beauties from the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, whenever he felt exhausted mentally and physically, he would always come here unknowingly.
It seemed that in his subconscious, only here could he feel a sense of spiritual peace.
"Erlang is here?"
Hearing the sound outside, the eldest grandson walked out of the inner room. When she saw Li Shimin's tired appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little pain in her heart. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Li Shimin lie down beside him, and then ordered her maid to go to the inner room and fetch him.
Here comes the porridge she cooked with her own hands.
"Guanyin Maid, don't bother me, I don't have much appetite." Li Shimin said vaguely, half lying on the couch with his eyes slightly closed.
The eldest grandson frowned slightly, took a small step and sat down behind Li Shimin. While gently rubbing his temples, he whispered in his ear: "You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite. I heard from the waiter that you have a bad day today.
I haven’t even eaten anything, how can my body bear this?”
Li Shimin let out a long sigh and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just lay there quietly, enjoying the rare tranquility.
The hall gradually became quiet, and it was not until a while later that Changsun's personal maid came out from the inner room carrying a delicate eight-petal lotus bowl.
"Queen, porridge..."
Gently bringing the porridge bowl to the eldest grandson, the maid was about to speak, but was stopped by the eldest grandson's eyes.
"Shh, Your Majesty is too tired and has fallen asleep. Please bring the porridge back to heat it up."
"Here~"
The maid secretly glanced at the sleeping emperor with his eyes closed, then walked away backwards with the porridge bowl in hand, leaving the palace to the most noble pair in the world before her.
Li Shimin has a headache, and once it attacks, it is difficult to fall asleep! This is known to several people close to him.
For this reason, Xiao Han specially invited Sun Simiao to diagnose and treat him. As a result, Sun Simiao's diagnosis and treatment turned out to be "wind disease", which was difficult to treat with medicine and stone. He could only use acupuncture and dietary supplements to relieve the disease.
Xiao Han didn't know what this "wind disease" was that stumped even Lao Sun.
But he knew that a very famous person had suffered from this disease!
And that man was called Cao Cao! As for the man who treated Cao Cao in the first place, he was called Hua Tuo!
Look, what a coincidence. Xiao Han’s master is also named Hua, and it is said that he is a descendant of Hua Tuo!
So Xiao Han immediately ran back excitedly and asked his master if his ancestors had left any prescriptions for treating wind diseases.
The results were not good.
Old Man Hua, who was pounding medicine with a medicine pestle at home, immediately changed his face when he heard the word "wind disease"!
When I heard that he was treating Li Shimin, his old face almost dripped with water!
It's a pity that Xiao Han didn't know it at first and kept chasing after Old Man Hua to ask if he could cure it.
Therefore, when Li Shimin saw Xiao Han again the next day, he even walked with a limp.
Hey, they say that doctors are like parents, so his grandmother must be the stepmother!
Such a strong medicine pestle hit his leg. If Xiao Han hadn't reacted quickly, his leg would have almost certainly been broken!
However, he really can't blame others. Who told him to only think that Hua Tuo cured this disease, but never thought that Hua Tuo died while curing this disease.
In this way, after a long-distance consultation between the miracle doctor of the previous generation and the medicine god of this generation.
In the end, Li Shimin still couldn't find a way to cure his "wind disease".
However, the difference between Li Shimin and Cao Cao was that he was very interested in the method of splitting the head with a sharp ax and taking out the saliva, so he specifically asked Xiao Han if it was feasible.
At that time, Xiao Han had just been beaten by Old Man Hua, and when he heard Li Shimin's whimsical method, his eyes almost rolled out of his head.
Without saying a word, he took Li Shimin directly to the imperial kitchen and asked the cook to chop up a few animals to show him the consequences of having their heads opened.
It's a pity that the cook who saw the emperor for the first time was so frightened that his legs were shaking and he couldn't hold the kitchen knife steadily!
In the end, it was Li Shimin who made the move himself. As for the result, it is self-evident.
Regardless of whether it is a pig, sheep, cow or deer raised in captivity, if it is stabbed, even if it does not die on the spot, the white patches under the head will still make people dizzy.
On top of that, even if you just stir it up with a wooden stick, let alone cutting off a piece of it, the animals will immediately fall to death without exception.
Seeing this result, Li Shimin finally sighed: "It turns out that Cao Cao's killing of Hua Tuo was not in vain! If he had followed Hua Tuo's rule, the traitor would have been the one who died."
Seeing that Li Shimin had given up on this dangerous idea, Xiao Han finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this guy would go crazy with pain that day and insist on having his head cut open. That would probably be the biggest doctor-patient dispute in history, and
none of them!
Gradually, a moon climbed into the middle of the night sky.
A gust of wind howled by outside, and Li Shimin's eyelids on the couch also moved.
"Erlang, are you awake?"
Before he could fully wake up from his sleep, a gentle voice came from Li Shimin's ear, followed by an alluring sweet fragrance.
"What time is it now?" Li Shimin slowly opened his eyes, sat up from the couch and glanced at the window. It was already pitch black!
"It's almost time." The eldest grandson beside him replied softly, while taking a wet towel, wringing out the water, and applying it on Li Shimin's forehead.
Feeling the cool towel on his head, Li Shimin felt light and refreshed all over his body in an instant, and even the splitting headache that he originally felt suddenly disappeared.
"Are you feeling better now? Do you want to eat something?" Changsun asked thoughtfully.
"That's fine!"
Li Shimin nodded happily. After his eldest grandson said this, he felt that his stomach was already empty.
A steaming bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge was served quickly. I don’t know how long this pot of porridge has been simmering. The white rice in it has been boiled into rice krispies. When you take a bite, it is soft, glutinous and sweet.
Holding the bowl and drinking a few spoonfuls of porridge, Li Shimin suddenly remembered something, raised his head and asked his eldest grandson: "By the way, where did Xiao Han escort the rice?"
Changsun seemed to have known that Li Shimin would ask this, and replied with a smile: "According to the schedule, we should arrive in Luoyang tomorrow."
"Luoyang?" Li Shimin's brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face: "That means we will be arriving in Chang'an soon! This guy has been away for a full year, and now he is finally willing to come back."
The eldest grandson saw that Li Shimin was in a good mood, and he also joked: "You, he went to Jiangnan to work on your order, how come he is now stuck there and won't leave?"
Li Shimin drank up the porridge in several mouthfuls, stood up, walked to the door and looked in the direction of Luoyang: "Hey, couldn't you see that he has always disliked Chang'an, so he made excuses to run away?"
