As soon as Beigong Yun's words fell, Zhu Zhanji became anxious, and while running towards the Jimo County Ya, he said urgently: "How could the imperial grandfather suddenly feel unwell?" ”

Beigong Jun trotted to keep up, and replied: "The slave and maid don't know, the emperor was fine just now, but suddenly he felt pain in his abdomen, and he almost couldn't walk, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already sent someone to summon the imperial doctor!" ”

Hearing Beigong Jun say this, Yang Shaofeng was suddenly a little anxious.

In the original history, Zhu Laosi did hang up in the twenty-second year of Yongle, but now it is only the twenty-second year of Yongle, and there are obviously more than two years left, and Zhu Laosi did not go to Mobei to smash other people's fields, why did he suddenly feel uncomfortable?

hurried all the way to Zhu Laosi's room in the backyard of Jimo County, but saw a large group of people gathered around Zhu Laosi's bedside, Zhu Laosi's forehead was also covered with cold sweat, as if he was enduring the pain, and the imperial doctor Han Yi was taking Zhu Laosi's pulse.

Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Laosi nervously, and then looked at the imperial doctor nervously, but they didn't even dare to come out, for fear of affecting the imperial doctor's diagnosis.

After Han Yi finished taking the pulse, Sheng Yin, who was also the imperial doctor, went over to check the pulse for Zhu Laosi, and then glanced at Han Yi, and nodded to each other, both of them had an indescribable look of embarrassment in their eyes.

Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shaofeng suddenly felt that there was something strange in it, and finally Zhu Gaochi opened his mouth and asked, "What disease does my father suffer?" ”

Han Yi didn't speak, and Sheng Yin's face was a little unsightly: "According to Your Majesty's pulse, it is clearly a symptomatic disease, Your Majesty has eaten raw celery again recently?" ”

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Laosi suspiciously, and asked, "Didn't you say that you weren't allowed to eat?" Father or did he eat it secretly? ”

Zhu Lao Siqiang endured the pain and snorted, but he didn't answer Zhu Gaochi's question at all, looking like a scoundrel old farmer in the countryside.

Seeing Zhu Laosi's behavior, Zhu Gaochi suddenly understood, and said hurriedly: "Dad! The imperial doctors have said that you are not allowed to eat raw celery, why can't you help it! ”

After complaining about Zhu Laosi, Zhu Gaochi turned around and gave a bow to Han Yi and Sheng Yin: "Please use your skills to relieve my father's pain." ”

Sheng Yin nodded, but asked with some doubts: "What tonic has the emperor taken recently?" The emperor likes to eat raw celery, and there are many insects in his abdomen, and the weakness of the dragon's body is what it should be. But just after taking the pulse, His Majesty's pulse is strong, and it clearly does not look like a person who is weak. ”

Han Yi also nodded and said, "Qi Benqi is here." If you take the medicine of the tiger and wolf or ginseng, the pulse will not be so stable, and it should be recorded in the hospital. ”

Zhu Gaochi thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a reason, and couldn't help but look at Zhu Laosi's big eunuch Wuxin: "What has my father eaten recently?" ”

Wuxin's expression was also a little unnatural, and he took out a pocket from his sleeve and handed it to Sheng Yin before saying, "The things that the emperor has eaten recently are no different from the original, and the only thing he has more is this thing." ”

Sheng Yin opened his pocket, took out an object from it, looked at it for a long time, and then handed it to Han Yi, and said suspiciously: "Locusts? ”

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yin simply threw the fried locust into his mouth and chewed it a few times, swallowed it and continued: "The taste is good, the medicinal properties are peaceful, I don't know if there are other uses?" ”

Han Yi simply grabbed two locusts and threw them into his mouth, and after chewing them a few times, he doubted: "It is usually said that locusts are locusts that come down to disasters, who would have thought that this thing would be so delicious and nourishing the body?"

It's not so much a plague of locusts, if this thing can really nourish the body and can be used as medicine, but it is better to be a good food and medicine rewarded by God? I should go back and study it as a good student.

However, Your Majesty still don't eat this fried locust recently, although this thing is nourishing, it contains a lot of greasy things, which is not conducive to the recovery of the body. ”

Seeing that the two imperial doctors were studying the medicinal properties here, Zhu Gaochi suddenly became anxious, and after giving a salute to the two of them, he said: "Please also ask the two of you to show your magic skills and relieve the pain of your father, and later the palace will order someone to send the locusts to the two of you?" ”

Han Yi nodded, walked to the table and sat down, wrote the prescription with a pen, handed it to Wuxin who was waiting on the side, and ordered: "Just follow the prescription to grab the medicine and decoction, and after taking it for a while or three, Your Majesty's illness can be solved." ”

Zhu Laosi, who was lying on the bed squinting, snorted, but knew that Han Yi and Sheng Yin were deliberately embarrassing themselves.

rushed in with Zhu Zhanji next to him, but Yang Shaofeng, who was worried just now, was excited to sing.

The emperor takes medicine, which is different from ordinary people taking medicine, from the beginning of catching the medicine, there must be many people to accompany him, and after the medicine is decocted, he has to let the two imperial doctors drink it first, and after half an hour, confirm that the imperial doctor has no problems, and the medicine can be fed to the emperor's mouth-

This means that Zhu Laosi has to hurt for more than one or even two hours.

However, Zhu Laosi was helpless.

When Hongwu was nineteen years old, Zhu Laosi had already suffered from a disease of dysphysis, and it was Han Yi's cousin Han Zheng who treated Zhu Laosi at that time.

It's just that no matter how Han Zheng treats him, he can't be cured, so he has no choice but to send someone to report to Zhu Chongba, and Zhu Chongba sent the imperial doctor Dai Sigong to Shuntian Mansion to see Zhu Laosi.

Dai Sigong first asked Han Zheng about the prescription used, and then asked Yan Wang what his dietary habits were, and after knowing that Zhu Laosi liked to eat raw celery, Dai Sigong prescribed a prescription for fighting insects, and then Zhu Laosi's symptoms were cured.

It's just that Zhu Laosi is the kind of typical immortal who remembers eating but not fighting, and treats the doctor's instructions as if he was nothing when he is sick - in the early years of Yongle, Zhu Laosi got sick again because of eating raw celery!

That is to say, plus the previous two in the nineteenth year of Hongwu and the first year of Yongle, it is now the third time!

If a patient like Zhu Laosi is placed in the next generation, it is estimated that he will be scolded to death by the doctor, which is completely the kind of disease that takes the blame and deserves to die!

Of course, Zhu Laosi is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he doesn't follow the doctor's instructions, and no matter how big his temper is, the imperial doctor can only pinch his nose and admit it, but it is no problem to take the opportunity to put on a small pair of shoes for Zhu Laosi as he does now.

Presumably Zhu Laosi also knows this - Han Yi and Sheng Yin still think about him, and there is no way to blame him!

What's more, now that these two people have been cured, who will be found to treat him in the future?

The emperor has to have the bearing of an emperor, and he can't cut off the head of the imperial doctor when he is angry, so the consequence of doing so can only be to make the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital become waste.

Half an hour passed, and the medicine given to Zhu Laosi was finally decocted, and the two imperial doctors tested the medicine before Zhu Laosi poured it down, and waited for more than half an hour before Zhu Laosi's stomach rumbled.

Zhu Gaochi, who was closest to Zhu Laosi, suddenly shrugged his nose, and then signaled everyone except Wuxin to withdraw, and after everyone including Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji went out, Zhu Gaochi and Wuxin waited for Zhu Laosi to come out of Gong - another pair of fierce medicine that makes people diarrhea and fight insects by the way!

When serving Zhu Laosi finished arranging the worms, Zhu Gaochi complained while washing his hands: "You can eat it, it was cured this time, and it will be cured next time."

Now the second and third children are in the Western Regions, and the other is still floating on the sea, can't you think about it for the three of us?

Even if you don't consider the filial piety of the three of us, then can you think about the great-grandson of the Zhanji family? Seeing that in more than ten years, you will be able to be a grandfather, why can't you save people's hearts! ”

Zhu Laosi glanced at Zhu Gaochi, and couldn't help but snort: "Why, waiting for your father to solve it, you have so much!" If I had known this, I should have killed you as an unfilial son in the first place! Get out! ”

Zhu Gaochi saw that Zhu Laosi had the strength to scold, so he washed his hands angrily, and waited for Wuxin to clean up, then pushed open the door and walked out, and instructed the people waiting outside the door: "Father is fine, but now is the time to recuperate, you should all disperse." Zhanji, Shaofeng, you two go and make a bowl of porridge. ”

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Yang Shaofeng, who was relieved, squatted in the kitchen, looked at the rice porridge boiled in the pot from time to time, and when he felt that the heat was almost over, he grabbed a handful of locust powder with a wicked smile on his face and sprinkled it in and stirred it, and then put the porridge out, and walked to Zhu Laosi's bedroom with a porridge bowl with Zhu Zhanji.

Regarding Yang Shaofeng's operation, Zhu Zhanji, who was also no longer worried, felt deep doubts: "Are you sure you can do it?" This locust powder doesn't taste as good as fried locusts. ”

Yang Shaofeng said with a smile: "Didn't the imperial doctor say just now, this locust has mild medicinal properties and nourishing properties, but it can't be eaten because it contains too much oil in the frying."

Now we are preparing locust powder for the imperial grandfather, and I have added a little lean meat and minced coriander to the porridge to ensure that the imperial grandfather likes to eat it.

By the way, all the boiled locusts are frozen, right? Don't be winter when you want to eat but don't have this stuff. ”

Zhu Laosi has nothing to do, and Zhu Zhanji, who is relieved, is also in the mood to discuss the locust matter with Yang Shaofeng: "Fortunately, there is ice made of saltpeter, otherwise you will let me go somewhere to get you an ice storage at this time."

By the way, except for the ones that have been put in the freezer, is the rest all crushed into powder and sold to the army? ”

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "No, now it's useless for the two of us to say that this thing is a good thing, we have to find a good one." ”

"Looking for whom?" Zhu Zhanji doubted: "I am the imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty, you are the only one of the six champions of the Ming Dynasty, and the people all regard you as a Wenqu star, if the weight of the two of us is not enough, then it can only be my father or the emperor's grandfather?" ”

After casually grabbing a few fried locusts from his bag and giving them to Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shaofeng said shyly: "Just now, Han Yi and Sheng Yin, the two great imperial doctors, personally said the sentence that locusts are good things—although they still have to study it, but just assume that they have confirmed it?" ”

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