Zhao Xi spit out the glutinous rice porridge that was already in his mouth, no matter where he vomited it... A two or three year old baby can do whatever he wants.
"Your Majesty..."
Zhao Xi watched the eunuch calling him and tidying up the porridge on his front and bed in panic... It's good to be a child.
"Xi'er..."
"Empress... Queen Empress..."
"Is this like that?"
"I would like to report to you, the Queen, that while I was serving the prince at dinner, I accidentally fell asleep."
This little eunuch didn't dare to frame Zhao Xi, but he actually took matters into his own hands.
"Go down and I'll feed Xi'er."
"Mother, I don't like it."
"Hmm? Hasn't Xi'er always liked glutinous rice and honey porridge the most? Why is it like this today?"
"Mother, I don't like it."
Zhao Xi is so worried! I really don’t know what to say or how to talk.
He has thought carefully about it these past few days. Since he is living as Prince E Zhao Xi, he needs to adapt to his current identity and environment, and he also needs to learn conversation and etiquette between people.
After studying for several days, I realized that people at this time did not always talk in literal words, but they just liked to intersperse a few words that they did not understand in the vernacular.
Or try to use as few words as possible when speaking, and never use five words to explain a problem in three words. Originally, Zhao Xi wanted to say: I don’t like drinking this, but in the end, he learned to say: I don’t like it.
Frankly speaking, Zhao Xi really didn't like it, and he didn't know how much honey was added. It was too sweet.
Not to mention that this thing will make him loose, even if it makes him run after drinking it, he won't be able to drink it.
Queen Cao looked at Zhao Xi strangely. The child had changed drastically.
I used to not refuse sweets, but now I refused very firmly.
"saint……"
"The officials are here, and Xi'er said she doesn't like glutinous rice and honey porridge."
"oh?"
Zhao Zhen was stunned.
"Pass on the Royal Physician!"
Zhao Zhen is cautious about Zhao Xi's health. Even if it is a change in food taste, he is very serious about it and does not dare to take it lightly.
"Back at the official house, a young child's dysentery damages the spleen and stomach. Although it is not common for the taste to change after recovery, there is a precedent. But..."
After Zhao Xi recovered, he no longer needed the imperial doctor to wait for him. The person who diagnosed and treated him today was not the original one, but seemed to be a newcomer to the Imperial Hospital. He did not have the all-round thinking of the imperial doctor, but because he had heard too much, he was a little bit in the explanation.
hesitate.
"It's okay to say it!"
"I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I have seen children suffer from diarrhea or dysentery due to accidentally eating honey, and there are even fatal cases."
"Glutinous rice and honey are both warming and tonic foods. If eaten by adults, they do have warming and tonic effects. However, in young children... it seems to be related to the incompetence of the spleen and stomach. The mechanism is still unknown."
Zhao Xi wanted to know how his father would handle this matter, to see whether his so-called kindness was tolerance or cowardice, confusion or compromise.
"saint……"
Zhao Xi was raised by the queen, so it was appropriate to trace the origins and ask the queen.
Zhao Xi looked at his father's gloomy face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was about to get angry. He called the 'sage' with an air of coldness and shouted harshly.
"Back at the official house, I don't like sweets, and honey is never prepared in the palace. The honey and glutinous rice porridge that Xi'er ate earlier was all provided by Lanping Palace."
Eh... No, why is dad's expression so hesitant and intolerable? What's the situation? Is there anyone with a higher status than the Queen in the Song Dynasty Palace? Is there anyone who can't be messed with than the Queen?
"Pass on Concubine Zhang Xian!"
It seemed like he had made a lot of determination.
Zhao Xi didn't understand. She was just a concubine, not an elder like the queen mother or concubine. Why was the father so troubled?
Not long after... Oh, it was this person. Zhao Xi clearly remembered that when he was confirmed to have recovered, he was the only one who tried hard to hide his resentment during the celebration.
Zhao Xi looked at it again. Finally he understood that his father's aesthetic taste was still a bit different. As for this virtuous concubine, she did have a good look. Whether it was figure or face, the queen was not comparable to her biological mother.
Instantly I understood, it turns out that I love beauty! I want to see how I can defend this vase.
"Guan family, eldest sister, please call me here, but Xi'er likes glutinous rice and honey porridge? I can continue cooking."
I saw the corner of my father's mouth twitching again, this time the twitching frequency was faster.
"Ms. Zhang! Do you know the effect of honey on Xi'er's illness?"
Yes! From the beginning, Zhao Xi seemed to have seen the end. Is this an accusation? It was just a joke. It sounded loud, and it felt like he was raising his voice to the Queen.
"Back at Guanjia, honey is warm in nature and belongs to the spleen and stomach meridian. Xi'er has been suffering from dysentery for a long time, and the spleen and stomach have insufficient transportation and transformation. It needs to be warmed and replenished to replenish the spleen and stomach qi."
Yes! Zhao Xi had to admire it. Could it be said that women in the Song Dynasty also had such knowledge? Could it be that this woman had already prepared the answer? Zhao Xi was not making malicious assumptions.
Looking at Zhang again, he was very calm, but he still couldn't hide the panic at that moment.
"Royal doctor..."
"Go back to the official house. What the Concubine Xian said is true."
"Then why do you say honey can cause dysentery in young children? What do you mean by repeating this?"
Zhao Xi closed his eyes. He was so bored. His father's trick... was so out of control.
As a top leader, you must not be tempted to have both sides, especially with your subordinates.
Regarding this matter, whether you really want to show your preference for Mrs. Zhang or punish Mrs. Zhang justly, it is a choice, instead of just shirk it like this and borrow every word from the imperial doctor.
Dad, if you play like this, you'll get naked.
"When I returned to the official's house, I made an inference based on my medical experience, not what was recorded in the classics."
It's over, this matter should be considered over. As for my three-year-old child, no one will think about it.
"Officials, I am not a doctor. I really don't know. I would like to ask the officials to take a closer look."
Okay, that's almost it. Zhao Xi really can't stand this kind of trick of trying to get something cheap. I'm covering it up without exposing you. It's almost over. Dad compromised. Why the hell do you still have to say something when you just started working as a servant?
"Ms. Zhang, please stand up. I don't know that I am innocent. The saint is with me. There is no need to do this."
"Official family, eldest sister, my menstruation has been delayed. Doctor Yan diagnosed my pulse as Xi'er. I take the same food as Xi'er, which is glutinous rice and honey porridge. If you know that honey is harmful to infants and young children, I dare not do any harm to you.
The fetus in the belly.”
Is this what this woman wants to say? If she is pregnant, it will be nonsense.
"Ah? Royal doctor..."
Haha, Zhao Xi really felt like he was watching a show. He, Zhao Zhen's father, had already forgotten about honey.
For him who is unable to have an heir, what could be more important than his concubine being pregnant?
Look at the empress's congratulations, Zhang's secret pride, coupled with the excitement of his father rubbing his hands in circles... what a vivid picture.
"Going back to the official house, Concubine Xian is indeed pregnant."
It's boring! Dad, don't expect to have a son. You only have three, and they are all dead... No, just live on your own.
Zhao Xi saw his father's proper command in taking care of pregnant women... and was convinced.
"Sage, Xi'er will return to Ciming Palace today. All meals will be in your hands, and outsiders are not allowed to mix them."
Huh? Zhao Xi quickly looked at Mrs. Zhang... Hehe, don't think too much, I'm very happy to see your frustrated and cruel eyes.