Chapter Eighty-Five: The Minister Can Save Again

Death penalty!

What Sun Simiao said, no one will not believe it, because he is the authority of the medical community, including the Emperor Taishang, and he also believes that Du Ruhui can't be saved.

Even if the lamp oil can be renewed, the lamp twist has already come to an end.

"Nope! Du Ruhui can live! Has Sun Daochang heard a story? Li Yuan rolled up his sleeves to his shoulders, exposing his arms, and then prepared to give Du Ruhui cardiac resuscitation.

"One time, two times." He pressed hard.

Du Wei also sobbed, stopped crying, and began to repeat the action just now, giving Du Ruhui artificial respiration.

"There was once a little girl, suffering from an incurable disease, every day her hair would slowly fall out, in the cold ward, she opened the curtains, saw the gardenia tree outside the window, spring came, the gardenia tree on the gardenia tree bloomed, the pink gardenia did grow very beautiful, the sun outside the window came in, her mood was also happy, the torture of illness suddenly left her.

But as time went by, the girl's hair fell out at all, and it happened to be winter, and in winter, everything withered, and the gardenia tree stood up for a long time, and the leaves fell off piece by piece, and the girl also said that if the leaves of the gardenia tree were withered, then ....... She may not be there.

On that day, a snowstorm fell, and there was not a single leaf left of the gardenia tree that was swept away by the cold wind, and the girl said sadly: Today may be the day of my death.

But one of Lang Zhong came over, pointed to the girl, and said, "See, the leaves on the gardenia tree are still there, still ......

In this way, day by day, the girl overcame the incurable disease, and she survived. As she stepped out of the hospital bed, she suddenly wanted to see the gardenia leaf that gave her hope, and she climbed up, only to find that the gardenia leaf had been glued on, and it was a gardenia leaf that would never wither. ”

"Gardenia ......leaves that never wither," the crowd pondered, silent.

"Yes, the leaves that will never wither, in this world, spiritual power can defeat the body." Li Yuan emphasized, he looked at Sun Simiao, although his medical skills had reached the top of the Tang Dynasty, he was missing something.

That is, even if there is a glimmer of hope, cheer up!

Emperor Taishang discovered a mistake, he implemented advanced medical technology to the medical school, but did not have the ideas of modern medicine.

With Li Yuan's rescue, Du Ruhui's eyebrows began to gradually stretch, and his breathing began to become stronger.

"Keming, husband, father, master......" everyone began to call.

"I ......" Du Ruhui rubbed his head, and the blurred picture in front of him gradually became clear, all of which were people and things he was once familiar with.

"Chen..." Du Ruhui showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the Emperor Taishang, and said: "The story told by the Emperor Taishang, Weichen heard it, and the leaf will never wither, nor will it bloom...... Wechen has reached the point of dying, the court is becoming more and more stable, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the road is not left behind, although there are all kinds of shortcomings, but Wechen believes that with the efforts of His Majesty and your colleagues, it will not be long before the emperor returns.

Merely...... Your Majesty, your temperament is a little anxious, everything can be urgent, that is, the society is not in a hurry, the people are not in a hurry, Lingnan to Chang'an on the map may only be a short distance away, but for the people it is three months, Emperor Yang of Sui does not know the labor of the people, maybe the Grand Canal on the map is just a zigzag line, but on the way there are 200,000 servants who died......"

After Du Ruhui and Li Shimin finished speaking, they began to arrange family affairs, "Du Gou, you have reached the age of a weak crown, last year my father gave you a table word, Boyan, I hope you are worthy of this word, your younger brother Du He is naughty by nature, in the future, the eldest brother will be the father, you have to discipline him more, fight when you should fight, no need to show mercy, but after all, he is your younger brother, if he has a stutter in the future, at least leave him a bowl of soup, and there is still some meager wealth at home, remember that whenever the clansmen get married, the gift money should be richer, not to mention that our Du family is stingy, And your sister's dowry was prepared earlier......."

Before Du Ruhui finished speaking, he began to cough violently again, he gritted his teeth and looked at Du He with a reluctant smile, motioned for him to step forward, and then touched his young son's hair, and sighed: "Those who give birth to children but can't teach them are the fault of their fathers!" He'er, my father doesn't want you to be rich and rich, and I don't want you to get ahead, as long as you live better, Your Majesty Longen, you have promised to marry Princess Chengyang, and it is good to be a rich and noble horse captain in the future, so ...... As a father, you can also smile at Jiuquan. ”

Li Yuan, who was on the side, saw this situation and immediately understood Du Ruhui's obsession, which was his son Du He, but this obsession had been solved by Li Shimin.

Did it make Du Ruhui smile and leave? Or put pressure on Du Ruhui to fight the disease?

Fighting against the disease, although there will be hope to live, but if it fails, Du Ruhui dies with unwillingness, that is the guilt in the heart of the emperor.

"Sometimes butchers are kind." Li Yuan comforted himself like this in his heart.

"Du Xiang, do you really think that after you die, the people of the world will really give your baby son Du He? As you said just now, your son is stubborn by nature, since he can't do anything, he is a waste, so why do we royal families raise this waste? And people go to tea and cool, maybe a certain can lament for you now and shed a tear, but what about three years later? What about ten years from now?

You died young, but your son is not worthy of the position, and he is jealous of others, how can you bear it? Li Yuan stood up and sneered.

"This ......" Du Ruhui's expression froze, and the faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly.

He really didn't think of this, how the Emperor Taishang didn't matter to him, what mattered was what the emperor thought!

Now the Son of Heaven is indeed gracious to himself, leading the hundred officials of the court to wait for him outside the door, but what about three years later, ten years later?

Although the captain of the horse is an idle job for the elderly, it also depends on who is the father of this horse? And the princess of the Tang Dynasty has never been very peaceful, which is obvious to all.

Before the aftermath was completed, how could he bear to leave.

"The minister is not dead, the minister feels that the minister can still be rescued......." Du Ruhui.

"......." the crowd.

Mencius said: If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world. But it's a pity that he has a heart to help the world, but he only has the ability to be good alone. Li Yuan sneered, and when he entered the door, he saw the crumpled "Mencius" on the table.

It is clear that Du Ruhui believed in Mencius's thoughts. In other words, Zhenguan was more convinced of Mencius's thoughts.

Otherwise, it would not be very similar to Mencius's thought: the king is like a boat, the people are like water, and the boat can carry the boat or capsize the boat!

Mencius: The people are the most important, the monarch is light, and the community is secondary.

If you want to provoke a cultivated artist, you don't want to mention some scolding things to him, but to despise him at the root of your thoughts.

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