Chapter 92 Don't Care About the Bulls Blown in Uncle Li's Imperial Decree)
After the meeting, Li Shimin saw Li Ke, who looked unhappy, and two Taoist priests who looked very excited.
Li Shimin looked at his son and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He was in such a hurry because he had urgent matters yesterday that he forgot to give any more instructions.
Judging from the haggard look on this boy's face, it looked like he might have suffered another loss at Lao Cheng's house last night.
But when I thought about how hungry I was yesterday, this kid appeared in front of me with his mouth full of oil.
Li Shimin's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he continued to listen to Li Ke's dry description of Cheng Chubi's dissection of two rabbits, a male and a female.
There are indeed many different organs in the lower abdomen of the two rabbits, including the prostate that Cheng Chubi identified.
Of course, during the operation, I encountered Cheng Chubi who had obsessive-compulsive disorder and always wanted to perform a knife on the appendix whenever he had an abdominal surgery.
As a result, these two unlucky rabbit couples both lost their appendices...
"In the opinion of the two Taoist priests, is the prostate really related to gonorrhea?
If it is cut off, can it really relieve the pain of gonorrhea as he said?"
Sun Simiao carefully weighed his words and said, "Your Majesty, this poor Taoist asked Cheng Sanlang the same question."
"The answer given by Cheng Sanlang is that if you don't believe it, you can find a gonorrhea patient who is willing to use surgery to relieve the pain."
"Cheng Sanlang is convinced that as long as it is gonorrhea, surgical treatment can cure the solid disease of gonorrhea."
"...This, this is a way." Li Shimin raised his hand and stroked his forehead, and couldn't help but look troubled.
Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao exchanged glances again and made suggestions.
"Your Majesty, the number of gonorrhea patients in Chang'an City who have been diagnosed and treated by poor Taoists and Taoist friends is not one hundred, but seventy or eighty."
"If you search from there, you may be able to find patients who are willing to undergo surgery to relieve their pain."
Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll help you, the two Taoist priests, to search for any such patients."
"If you have any questions, just come to me. If you have such courage, I will definitely reward you."
After the two Taoist priests and Li Ke said their goodbyes and left, Li Shimin stood up and walked to the side of the screen.
He looked at the gentle and quiet eldest grandson Wugou, sitting behind the desk and thinking deeply.
"Thank you for your hard work, husband. Come and sit down." He looked up and saw Li Shimin. The eldest grandson Wuga smiled brightly and brought tea to him.
"The tea soup you brewed by Guanyin is the most suitable to my taste." Li Shimin said with a smile as he tasted the tea.
"The next step is to see if the two Taoist priests can find a suitable patient. If Cheng Chubi really has a way to solve it."
"Then there is hope for curing my father's illness."
"Husband, have you forgotten that there is one more important thing?" Changsun Wugou chuckled and gently tapped the table with his fingers.
That was the edict that Li Shimin had just drafted before. Regarding the appointment of Cheng Chubi, a young and talented man who was already sixteen years old.
"This kid has done a lot of things that benefit the country and the people, and I want to show him favor. Otherwise, people in the world will think that I have merit and not reward him."
Li Shimin stroked his temples and said, "Mr. Guanyin, I'd like to trouble you to go to my father's place to say hello to you these days."
"Father, after all, has a grudge against me. I go there too many times, but instead, alas..."
Changsun Wugou moved to Li Shimin's side and gently rested his head on Li Shimin's generous shoulders.
"Husband, if I didn't struggle to survive back then, I'm afraid that now, you and I would still be together..."
"Now, Zhenguan is under great rule, the world is at peace, and hundreds of officials support it. Doesn't this just prove that your Majesty is the one who is destined to be your destiny?"
"Yes, Maid Guanyin, you are right, I am indeed destined by destiny." Li Shimin took his eldest grandson Wugou tightly into his arms.
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"Hurry up, Third Young Master, the angels sent by His Majesty have arrived, as well as the Master and other princes."
"Angel?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused and almost asked, "The one with wings?"
"Envoys sent by the heavenly family to convey decrees are naturally called angels."
Fortunately, Cheng Fu knew very well that the amnesiac Third Young Master had a unique and unique mind, so he quickly explained.
"Today is a great day for you, Third Young Master. Hurry up and follow me to change your clothes.
Well, you guys come over quickly and take the three young gentlemen to change their clothes.
If outsiders see it, I will peel off your skin."
Cheng Chubi turned his head and saw his three brothers who were as good as clay monkeys. He shook his head speechlessly and followed Cheng Fu quickly.
After changing into clean and tidy clothes, I rushed to the front hall and saw Li Ji, Niu Jinda, Li Keshi and Yuchi Gong.
There are several others whom I don't recognize, but they are fat, strong, and have ferocious faces.
At first glance, he doesn't look good, but...at first glance, you can tell that he is a powerful person who will be a warrior on the battlefield.
Cheng Yaojin, who had been waiting with a look of anxiety on his face, saw Cheng Chubi appear, and quickly stepped forward and lifted Cheng Chubi directly up the steps.
"Lao San, His Majesty's decree has arrived. Remember it. You just need to listen to it honestly.
Bow and thank you and accept the order. The rest is none of your business. Don’t make any mistakes. Go quickly..."
As soon as the words "Go ahead" came out of his mouth, a big slap was placed on Cheng Chubi's waist and eyes.
"???" Cheng Chubi's face changed drastically. His father used all his strength to suck milk, and his whole body was pushed by this huge force...
Staggering forward for ten or so steps, I finally managed to steady myself two steps away from the angel holding the imperial edict.
Only then did Cheng Chubi see clearly. The man in front of him was so frightened that he took two steps back.
The angel with a dark face is none other than Fang Er's biological father, Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.
Cheng Yaojin laughed sheepishly amidst the ridicule and ridicule from Yiqian Paoze.
"Oh, I was too excited for a moment, so I was rude and rude...Haha.
Please also ask the prime minister to announce the decree as soon as possible, so that we can have a family dinner later."
Fang Xuanling reluctantly went to Cheng Chubi, the unlucky boy who was almost manipulated by his own father into acting like a dog chewing shit on the spot.
Then he cleared his throat and spread out the imperial edict: "Under the sect..."
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The meaning of the imperial edict is very clear. The third baby of the Cheng family is a good child who is sensible and knows etiquette.
Moreover, at a young age, he was loyal and patriotic, just like his father, General Cheng, who was determined to serve the court.
Emperor Uncle Li of the Tang Dynasty was very happy, so he decided to let the third child of the Cheng family serve as the deputy commander of the Tang Crown Prince Zuo Nei.
Give me a piece of bright armor, a ceremonial sword, a horizontal sword, and a barrier sword, a precious bow, and a good horse.
There are also hundreds of catties of gold and hundreds of pieces of silk and satin.
Cheng Chubi looked at the box of copper coins and was stunned for a long time before he realized that this was a hundred pounds of gold.
Okay, wave your hand, don't worry about the awesomeness that Uncle Li boasted in his edict, it's just a hundred catties of copper coins after all.
For Cheng Chubi, who was so poor that he almost pawned his crotch cloth in order to produce various medical equipment, this was definitely a huge sum of money.
But now is not the time to dwell on those things.
Veins popped out one after another, and the ferocious hands with long hair on their backs fell on Cheng Chubi's relatively thick shoulders.
The old faces are full of flesh and blood, and although they try hard to pretend to be kind, they are still ferocious and ferocious.
There is no way, my father is a military general, and the good brothers around me are also famous generals of the Tang Dynasty who killed many people.
Rough old men often express their appreciation to their juniors by giving them a slap in the face or a kick on the buttocks to show affection.