There are two years left to live after being cursed, and whoever is left will be angry, Liu Wentai was not angry, and said deeply: "Master Fu don't be angry first, others may not know, but the lower officials guess that Lord Yan is a person who understands medical skills, otherwise how can he understand Yunnan black medicine and treat the queen mother's illness?" Cattle breeding has also been improved. ”

Fu Han also felt that it made sense when he heard it.

Life is your own.

"Then according to you, the official's illness?"

Liu Wentai sighed: "The lower officials can't see that they are worried about their lives, so let's prescribe two medicines to the adults first." ”

Yan Chengjin heard that Liu Wentai went to Fu's mansion, and he didn't know if he could scare Fu Han away.

In the early dynasty, Fu Han was still in the court, only coughing occasionally, Yan Chengjin took out five people's mouths and put them on.

Two days have passed, and after taking Liu Wentai's two medicines, Fu Han still has not improved.

It's getting colder.

When passing by Zhengyangmen, I saw a group of people gathered together, a Taoist priest was telling hexagrams for people, Eguan repaired sideburns, and fairy wind bones.

"Stop the car!"

Fu Han walked to the table, sat down and asked, "What will Mr. look at?" ”

"What do you want to see?"

"Well-being."

The Taoist priest closed his eyes, and everyone knew that this was a meeting with a certain immortal to ask about Yangshou.

After a while, the Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked embarrassed: "Why don't you talk about it?" ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Time is running out, so please prepare for the future as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, this Taoist priest was so direct, Fu Han was so angry that he couldn't speak, and it took a while to spit out the four words: "Full of nonsense!" ”

Lost and dejected, he sat in a sedan chair.

Back in the house, the housekeeper greeted him: "My lord, the Shishan monk has been invited." ”

Fu Han was overjoyed in his heart, and strode towards the main hall, where a scholar in a Confucian shirt saw him and hurriedly saluted.

"You come to help the old man take a look at the disease, some people say that the old man will not live for two years."

Wang Ji stretched out his hand and put it on Fu Han's wrist, frowning: "Dare to ask my lord, who said this?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"That's right!"

Fu Han's eyes widened, he was almost scared to death, Yan Chengjin's dog thing turned out to be a prophecy!

The stone mountain monk is a miracle doctor in the community, who has cured countless people and has an excellent reputation.

This time he finally believed.

"Adults are recuperating well, and there is still hope for a cure."

……

The next morning, it was cold.

Emperor Hongzhi was sympathetic to the officials and deliberately ordered the early dynasty to be postponed for half an hour.

When the ministers lined up at the left and right doors, the red sun was rising and gradually becoming warmer, and there were coughing voices from time to time in the crowd.

The bell rang, and entering the warm Fengtian Temple, the ministers shook their bodies, feeling the overwhelming warmth.

Yan Chengjin stood in the corner, not saying a word.

When he was about to disperse the court, Fu Han took a step forward: "The minister is sick and can't serve, so I implore Your Majesty for permission." ”

Yan Chengjin suddenly became energetic.

The ministers also looked at Fu Han, Fu Han has been the secretary of the Ministry of Rites for less than two years, and he wants to pay tribute?

Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly: "Fu Aiqing, I have already asked Imperial Doctor Liu to diagnose you, saying that you are not a big problem, don't worry about it." ”

Quacks......

Yan Chengjin couldn't help but complain.

Fu Han sobbed, his eyes blurred: "The minister invited the Shishan monk to see the illness again, Your Majesty may not know this person, this person is a miracle doctor in the market, asserting that the minister will not live for two years, the minister does not blame Yan Chengjin, but wants to thank him, and implore Your Majesty to allow the minister to give the minister." ”

Emperor Hongzhi opened his mouth slightly, speechless, Yan Chengjin This guy actually said it?

Shishan monk is Wang Ji, a miracle doctor in the Ming Dynasty.

was respected by Li Shizhen, it can be seen that his medical skills are high, this person was invited to the capital by Fu Han?

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought.

Emperor Hongzhi saw that Fu Han's face was pale and thin, and he couldn't bear it: "I, it's right." ”

Fu Han knelt on the ground and gave a big salute to Emperor Hongzhi.

Out of the Fengtian Temple,

Yan Chengjin hurriedly said to Fu Han: "Can Master Fu introduce Dr. Wang to the lower officials?" ”

"What are you going to see him for?" Fu Han glanced back at Yan Chengjin, without his previous hostility.

Yan Chengjin said truthfully: "Xia Guan wants to do a physical examination. ”

"Another day?" Fu Han said.

"Don't change the day, just today."

Seeing that he insisted, Fu Han nodded his head.

In the evening, Wang Ji came to Yan's Mansion with a medicine box on his back, which was a very dilapidated mansion with no house number and no pedestrians to ask around.

"Master Fu said, it's right if you don't have a house number, it should be this one."

Wang Ji lightly knocked on the door a few times, only to hear the sound coming from the door: "Yuquan Pill Insect Pill Yuehua Pill." ”

It's a recipe for money.

Listening to Master Fu, Yan Fu needed a secret word to enter the door, Wang Ji said: "Qiong Yusan agarwood scattered chickens? ”

"Wait, I don't know if it's right or not, I have to report to the young master."

After a while, the door opened.

Wang Ji was welcomed in, there were vegetables planted everywhere in the yard, and chickens and sheep were raised, and he walked through the courtyard to the main hall and saw a scholar.

"Hello Lord Yan, Lord Fu said...... Have a student come and give an adult a check-up? ”

"Yes, you can help me take the pulse and see if my blood pressure is high." Yan Chengjin stretched out his hand, he used to have to go for a physical examination once a year.

I haven't had a medical checkup in three years now......

"The adults are full of qi and blood, and their bodies are stronger than ordinary people..."Wang Ji frowned, wondering how this weak scholar could have such a strong physique.

Getting up early every morning to exercise, hearing this, Yan Chengjin finally relaxed a little.

"Please also invite Mr. Wang to come to Beijing at this time of year."

Wang Ji was puzzled: "What are you doing in Beijing?" ”

"Give the officer a physical examination."

Fu Han was about to leave the capital and return to his hometown to recuperate, so he called a carriage from Yaxing, loaded all his family belongings into the car, and prepared to transport them back to his hometown.

"Master, Dr. Wang is back, and Lord Yan is also here, saying that he is here to say goodbye to you."

Yan Chengjin?

Fu Han waved his hand and coughed dryly: "Go and call him in." ”

After a while, the housekeeper ran back again: "Lord Yan said, if you don't come in, I just want to say goodbye to you, and I will be sad when I meet, so I left after speaking." ”

How do you say goodbye without seeing each other?

Yan Chengjin, this guy is a pastime official?

Fu Han was almost angry with him, Yan Chengjin, a crow's mouth, said that he only had two years left to live, and Doctor Wang saw it for two years.

Yan Chengjin stood outside the door of the Fu Mansion and did not go far.

"Historical data says that Fu Han is related to Cheng Minzheng's fraud case, if it can be clarified, maybe Cheng Minzheng can still be used, how to get his words?" Yan Chengjin is waiting for Zeng Jian.

is also a member of the six ministries, Zeng Jian and Fu Han have some friendships.

Yan Chengjin opened the sedan curtain, only to see Zeng Jian slowly walking into Fu's mansion, and half an hour later, Fu Han and Zeng Jian stood in front of the mansion to say goodbye.

Fu Han got into the carriage and the convoy left the capital.

Back to the house,

Zeng Jian had already come to the mansion one step ahead of him, drinking tea in the main hall: "Virtuous nephew, the old man asked." ”

Yan Chengjin was ecstatic in his heart: "My lord, please speak." ”

"He said he was ashamed of Ke Qinxiong."

"Just one word?"

You've been in for half an hour, an hour! You just ask a question......

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought.

This sentence is extremely informative, and after careful deduction, three possibilities are obtained:

A: Fu Han is the black hand of Cheng Min's political case, and he felt guilty before he said this

B: Fu Han was the helper of Cheng Min's political case, and he felt guilty before he said this.

C: Fu Han has nothing to do with Cheng Minzheng's case, because he didn't help Cheng Minzheng, he felt guilty.

Ding: Fu Han has nothing to do with Cheng Min's political case, but he knows who the black hand is.

"There's Lord Lao Zeng, please go back."

Zeng Jian's eyes suddenly straightened, his eyes were blazing, and he said with a smile: "Can the virtuous nephew really see Fu Han's longevity?" ”

"Your Excellency...... What does this mean? ”

"Help the old man take a look."

"......" Yan Chengjin.

You have seven years to live, don't worry.

Yan Chengjin didn't dare to tell Zeng Jian, afraid that seven years would become a day.