The powerful man sighed: "Hey, if you are terminally ill, what use does this king have for this family property?" Hua Qingchi hurriedly added: "The prince is worried about the country and the people, and occasionally has a slight illness. Ben Yue can cure the disease by himself, so why worry about it?
Han Shaer showed no mercy: "Since I'm slightly ill, what's the use of raising an imperial doctor? The little doctor takes his leave!"
How could he insist on biting it and take it seriously? Hua Qingchi was so sweaty that he turned to Han Shaer: "My eldest son, the prince is concerned about the safety of the world. He should not be an ordinary patient, but should share the worries of the court.
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This official is a high-ranking official, he is only a few ranks, and he is worried about the safety of the country! Han Shaer doesn't want to pay attention to him, and Bingyue's grandfather doesn't want to pay attention to him, and wants to turn around, but Guanlishi looks tired, weak, and has a big heart of compassion.
I thought to myself, even if I have all kinds of faults or hidden secrets, a son must not violate his filial piety, so he changed his mind and said, "What Mr. Hua said is absolutely true. The little doctor can just obey his orders."
Stride towards the guest seat, ask the strongman to stretch out his arms and feel the pulse in a serious manner. The pulse is strong, occasionally slightly disordered; sniff the nose, there is a faint fishy smell, which is suspected to be caused by worry and accumulation, which damages the lungs, and excessive heat in the heart damages the liver; keep your eyes focused
Examining, the pupils are slightly bloodshot, and they are light and unfocused——
My heart trembled, this prince of strong men looked exactly like Hua Qingchi! What a ghost!
Lishi chattered: "Qingchi, you have been in Jiannan for many years, have you adapted to it?" He replied: "I have pledged myself to the country, and I can adapt to wherever I go. I am used to it." Lishi clapped his fingers with his other hand and said, "You are a great master.
I have been a Jinshi for forty years in virtue, three years in the Ministry of Rites, and three years in the Ministry of Punishment. I am about to complete my fifth term in exile. If I want to come back - the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment resigns, otherwise I will replace him!" When the envoy is sent to the Ministry of Punishment, he belongs to Ping Dynasty.
However, it was a rare opportunity to attend the court meeting and give advice to the king. Hua Qingchi saluted and paid homage: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your cultivation! I have nothing to repay you for." The powerful man smiled: "You are here again. Sit down and talk! I, the king, will not
I hope you can repay the favor by working diligently on official duties." Hua Qing was famous, and the powerful man encouraged him: "You are young and powerful, so you must continue your efforts and shoulder the burden of the Ministry of Justice as soon as possible." There is a minister in the middle, so the minister can shoulder the burden. "Return,
"Return to your lord," Hua Qingchi was so moved that his tongue trembled, "Your Majesty is a member of Dade's eleventh year. He is no longer young, but his body is still strong. It will not be a problem to serve for another twenty years." The powerful man nodded: "Well, I am a young king.
Even though he is still young, he has a lot to do!"
Han Shaer had already sensed his pulse. He deliberately delayed listening to gossip and was full of complaints and slander. There is no such thing as nepotism. After all, nepotism is either a blood relative or a close relative by love. This Hua Qingchi is especially benevolent and righteous.
The late emperor, when he was sightseeing in the mountains and rivers, he got interested and got lucky with someone's mountain girl - bah! I used to laugh at the iron arhat, but the old man from Zhenji's family was not much better! He must have noticed it later, and he was afraid of fighting for his share.
Recognize others and promote them hypocritically - unofficial history describes how filthy and chaotic the royal family is, and it's all his concubine's stuff. He really shouldn't be banging the table in "Benxiangbo"! In the bronze mirror, his facial features are different, and he is somewhat similar to a strongman.
Similar to each other, the sourness and hotness are all at once, and the anger is hard to calm down.
Not giving up, he grabbed a handful and said, "I dare to ask the prince what's bothering me, so that I can prescribe the right medicine."
What's the worry? The Queen Mother doesn't delegate power, and the daughter doesn't worry... Can you tell me? Lux prevaricates: "It's just family and state affairs, nothing special. Mr. please prescribe medicine!"
Okay, okay, nothing special, no need for luck, I will give you medicine, give you medicine - two pounds of half-dried bamboo leaves from Longmen Mountain, drink as tea and make medicine; two fresh galls every day, hang them up in the morning
Try it once after drinking tea at noon and evening, for one month!