"Doctor Huashen is visiting?" Liu Ping was stunned.

He had met Hua Tuo during the Yanzhou plague, so it is unlikely that someone would dare to impersonate him, so it is true that Hua Tuo is here.

"Please come in," Liu Ping went to the study, not knowing what happened to Hua Tuo's sudden visit.

……

Although Zhen Mi turned the phoenix upside down overnight, in fact, he didn't even know who that person was now.

It's sad to say, she is just a female prisoner who was captured by Cao Jun, as for who Cao Dagongzi wants to give her to, it is Cao Dagongzi's freedom, and it has nothing to do with her.

Along the way, she also thought that now that the Cao family is fighting, most of the people who can be valued by Cao Gongzi and take the initiative to give her up are brave generals who can gallop on the battlefield for Cao Gongzi and charge into battle.

Such a person must be a rude military leader with no ink on his chest, who probably has a full face and beard, is at least nine feet tall, and is powerful and powerful, and can expand the territory and make contributions to the Cao clan.

And she, as a woman, likes a gentle, elegant, and talented talent.

Maybe there is no power or force, but it is enough to talk to her about poetry and papers.

It's a pity that there is no wishful thinking in the world, and besides, her fate is not up to her at this moment.

However, when she was sent to Chang'an and brought to Liu Ping, she felt in a trance.

Why is the person in front of her completely different from the appearance of the five big and three thick in her imagination, he looks clear-eyed, younger than her, dressed in a Confucian shirt, but the image of a turbid son.

This image made Zhen Mi a little surprised, whether it was an embroidered pillow or not, the skin was still very good-looking after all.

The appearance is acceptable, and the rest of the things will naturally fall into place, and the piano will be harmonious all night.

Staying until dawn, Zhen Mi didn't fall asleep, and secretly watched Liu Ping get up, take a pen in front of the table and write nonsense, and then put on his clothes and left.

Nonsense!

In this era, all military generals who know a few words like to be vassals and elegant, wear Confucian shirts, wear scarves, and dress themselves up as Confucian generals, but how many people in the world can really achieve both civil and military excellence?

Even if it is Jiangdong Zhou Lang, who is known as "the song is wrong, Zhou Lang Gu", has there ever been a poem handed down?

In this world, in terms of talent, there are only a few people who can enter the eyes of her Zhen Da talented woman......

Zhen Mi got up lazily and slowly paced to the bookcase, still wanting to see what was written.

After all, the person she will serve in the future, and being able to write a few words is an accident in an unexpected joy.

"Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon."

Zhen Mi only read the opening words, and was fascinated, this is by no means something that an embroidered pillow can write.

And...... Is this praising yourself?

"Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine, hair like light clouds covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind."

Zhen Mi continued to read, feeling more and more relaxed, and her eyes could no longer leave that pair of words.

This is a classic that has been passed down through the ages, and naturally it has extraordinary appeal, and the person depicted in this article is her.

"Sigh the incomparable melon, sing the solitude of the morning glory. Yang is light and sloppy, and the sleeves are trimmed to prolong. Ling Bo microstepped, Luo socks dust. Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. ”

Zhen Mi grabbed the piece of paper with trembling hands, as if she had found a treasure.

Every sentence above is praising his beauty, but there is not a single beautiful word in the whole text, and the sentences are gorgeous and beautiful.

What's more appropriate is that there is also her name in it, although it is metaphorically the god of Si Shui, and her name is Concubine Mi, but this is not important, the article is to have unbridled imagination.

Zhen Mi couldn't help but be shocked when she thought about it, she had just come here to stay for one night, and there was such an article at dawn, is there really such a genius in the world who can write such a masterpiece so quickly?

Thinking of this, her eyes were inexplicably more misty, and her heart was full of surprise, just like she thought she had gotten a piece of stone and felt depressed, but she didn't expect to open it and find that it was flawless and the same as Shibi.

With such talent, what qualifications do you have to look down on him?

rushed to this article that can be passed down through the ages, and it is worth it to let this small female prisoner be crushed.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel melancholy, I wonder if he will come tonight......

……

Liu Ping came to the study, and soon saw a thin old man walking in, it was Hua Tuo, who was known as a miracle doctor.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and the king is already the king of Guanzhong, which is really gratifying?" As soon as Hua Tuo entered the door, he saluted Liu Ping respectfully.

"Doctor Huashen is polite, please take a seat," Liu Ping smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to signal.

After Hua Tuo knelt down and sat down, a maid came over to serve tea, and Hua Tuo sighed with emotion: "At the time of the Yanzhou plague, the old man still felt sorry for the king who had not studied medicine, but he didn't expect the king to be a 'doctor and a country'."

Now sitting in Guanzhong, it benefits thousands of people, far more than a doctor can heal hundreds of people, ten million times stronger. ”

"Doctor Hua Shen praised it falsely," Liu Ping said politely: "I don't know Doctor Hua, what is the so-called matter when you come to my Guanzhong?" ”

Intuition told him that this Hua Tuo was a rainbow fart as soon as he came in, and he had nothing to do, so he must have some intentions.

"A few years ago, Lao Yu had a relationship with General Lu Fengxian in Jizhou," Hua Tuo stroked his beard and said: "At that time, General Lu invited Lao Yu to go to his wife for treatment.

After the old man died, he found that Mrs. Nalu had tuberculosis, and there was no cure for this disease, so he could only persuade him to move to a humid place in the south of the Yangtze River to live, which might alleviate the disease. ”

Liu Ping took a sip of the tea bowl, he probably knew these things, it was precisely because of Hua Tuo's suggestion that Lu Bu led his family to leave Jizhou and go south, but he happened to be invited to Yanzhou by Zhang Miao Chen Palace, and many incidents happened later.

"But a few days ago, the old man Yu Cangwu saw the Lu couple, and Mrs. Lu's tuberculosis had been cured.

Hua Tuo paused and hesitated: "It's not a secret, Humble Jing also has this disease, and it can't be cured for a long time, so I came to ask the king for medicine." ”

"Healer's benevolence, what's so difficult about that? Give you medicine," Liu Ping smiled, he didn't expect the divine doctor Hua Tuo to ask him for medicine, which is a bit funny.

However, it is not surprising to think that the medical skills are all advanced by the descendants standing on the shoulders of the predecessors, and each generation has been improved and improved, so the Yuehua Fang, which has been handed down nearly two thousand years later, has evolved after so many generations, and it is normal for Hua Tuo to admire.

With Liu Ping's promise, Hua Tuo did not get up.

As a world-famous "miracle doctor", he is equivalent to a short board in the treatment of tuberculosis, which makes him regretful, and he is naturally itchy with Liu Ping's prescription.

It is even more uncomfortable than a superb pervert who sees a stunning Qinglou woman and does not get it.

But Hua Tuo also knew that it was not difficult for a doctor to treat people's diseases, and it was almost impossible for people to show the prescription.