Who is this kid? A little person who is just about the same age as Xiaohui can make a gesture and salute, which is really polite and tight, and it makes people happy to look at it.

Liu Yiyi didn't dare to let him really bow down to himself, so he called Li Shimin and Li Chengqian just now, this little guy is also a prince-level figure. If he really let him worship the truth, although Li Shimin will not say anything on his lips, he will inevitably have a trace of mustard in his heart. Now it is a feudal society, the imperial power is supreme, although Li Shimin is a Ming monarch, he will inevitably have the idea of dignity and humility in his heart.

Liu Yiyi hurriedly squatted down, blocked the little prince's little hand, and said to him in a very kind tone: "Your Royal Highness doesn't have to be like this, how dare Xiaomin be angry with you, and treat the queen's mother, that is Xiaomin's duty, although Your Highness can rest assured, Xiaomin will definitely go all out, and will never live up to the expectations of the emperor and His Royal Highness." ”

"Uh-huh," the little pheasant slave nodded fiercely, and then flashed his big watery eyes, full of expectation, looked at Liu Yiyi and asked, "Then can Mr. Liu cure the queen mother's illness?" The queen mother has been lying in bed for a long time, and she can't play with the pheasant slave. ”

"Huh? This," is a really difficult question to answer.

Liu Yiyi couldn't help but glance up at Li Shimin, and saw that Li Shimin was also looking at him, obviously wanting to hear what Liu Yiyi meant.

Can the eldest grandson be cured, or can asthma be cured? Liu Ichijo is also very distressed, although asthma is not a terminal disease, but it is also a notoriously stubborn disease. It's like diabetes and high blood pressure, it's hard to get cured. Usually doing a good job of control is the right way.

But the method of control, Yanagichichi does not know.

This is normal, Liu Yiyi is not a doctor, and if he can do such a highly professional job as treating asthma, it is not normal. Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that when he was okay before, he would often watch TV, surf the Internet or something, and know a little bit about some simple asthma first aid methods, just now Empress Changsun was sick, and he could only watch from the sidelines.

Li Chengqian saw that Liu Yiyi was embarrassed, so he stepped forward and bent over to pick up the little pheasant slave, and said to him softly: "Pheasant slave, let's invite Mr. Liu to the hall first, okay?" ”

"Oh." The little pheasant slave nodded obediently in Li Chengqian's arms.

"Mr. Liu, let's go to the inner hall to talk." Li Shimin said a word to Liu Yiyi, then took the lead and walked in, sat down on the main seat, waved his hand to Liu Yiyi and Li Chengqian, and said, "You all should sit down." ”

"Emperor Xie (Emperor)!" Several people saluted Li Shimin, and then sat down in turn according to their status.

Li Chengjin held the little pheasant slave on the right, Li Tai was on the left, and Liu Yiyi was a commoner, with the lowest status, and sat at the bottom, Li Chengqian's right.

"The queen was ill just now, and Mr. Liu's treatment is skillful and very effective, dare to ask Mr. Liu, have you encountered this kind of illness before?" As soon as it was done, Li Shimin opened his mouth to ask Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi stood up and saluted Li Shimin, and replied: "The emperor's eyes, Xiaomin has indeed seen it a few times before. Such patients are usually no different from ordinary people, and some are even stronger than ordinary people, and there will be no problems in moving, sitting, lying and walking. But once this disease attacks, it will make people short, cough, and panting, just like the queen just now, if you can't treat it in time, you will faint and wake up, and you will die of exhaustion! ”

"Then Mr. Liu has a cure for this disease?" Li Shimin knows what Liu Yiyi said, but this is not what he wants.

Li Shimin now just wants to know, can Liu Yiyi's illness be cured?

"Your Majesty," Liu Yiyi bowed down again and replied bluntly: "As far as the people know, there is no cure for this disease. If you want to protect the safety of the queen, you can only do the usual prevention and control. Or," Liu Yiyi suddenly thought of something, and said to Li Shimin: "Or the emperor can find someone, with him, it is unknown whether the queen's illness can be cured." ”

"Oh, I wonder who Mr. Liu is talking about?" Li Shimin's expression moved, and he couldn't help but have some hope in his heart.

"Sun Simiao!" Liu Yiyi replied in a strong voice: "'Medicine King' Sun Simiao! ”

A super medical expert who can write a medical book like "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" may really be able to cure the asthma of Empress Changsun.

"Sun Simiao? Is that him? Li Shimin nodded lightly, he still had some impressions of Sun Simiao. Gu is rare, with a thin face, a beard in the jaw, and an appearance of fairy wind bones. It's just that his temper is a little stubborn, and he doesn't want to deal with the court.

In the first year of Zhenguan, when Li Shimin first ascended the throne, he was summoned to see him, and wanted to give him the title with his "way", but Sun Simiao, the old way, was unwilling to live or die, so he had to hide in the mountains to refine what 'Taiyi Divine Essence Pill'. Li Shimin saw that he was old and devoted to the Tao, so he did not force it, so he let him go.

Now that I think about it, the old medical skills seem to have been quite praised at the beginning, and they are also very famous in Chang'an. However, he doesn't seem to have the title of 'King of Medicine', is it an exaggeration for Liu Yiyi to call him the 'King of Medicine'?

Li Shimin glanced at Liu Yiyi and asked, "I don't know how that Sun Dao is better than Mr. Liu?" ”

Liu Yiyi replied respectfully: "If you go back to the emperor, if you compare Xiaomin's medical skills to a clear stream, then Sun Daochang's medical skills are an ocean. Compared with Sun Daochang, Xiaomin is far behind! Therefore, if the emperor can invite Sun Daochang, the queen's illness will be worry-free! ”

"Good! According to Mr. Liu's words, I will send someone to find Sun Daochang! "Although I don't know where Sun Simiao is now, but Li Shimin, the king of a country, is it not easy to find someone?

"However, before that, the queen's illness was bothered by Mr. Laoliu." Li Shimin said.

"The emperor can rest assured, with the small people here, the queen will be fine in a short time." Liu Yiyi's heart also settled down, and invited the 'Medicine King' and his old man out, firstly for the eldest grandson queen who made him feel very kind and kind, and secondly, to find a big tree for himself to enjoy the shade.

With the 'medicine king' here, he, a half-toned doctor, can go home early.

To tell the truth, although the territory of Chang'an is prosperous, it is also the place where the most powerful people gather, and the idea of respect and inferiority is serious. Comparatively speaking, Yanagichichi still likes to stay in the place of Mihara.

"Well," Li Shimin nodded, waved his hand and commanded them: "Okay, let's stop here today, you all go down." ”

"Yes, Father (Emperor)! Erchen (Xiaomin) retires! Put the little pheasant slave down, and the group withdrew from the hall one by one under the leadership of Li Chengqian.

"Mr. Liu," Li Chengqian walked shoulder to shoulder with Liu Yiyi on crutches, and said softly to Liu Yiyi: "I want to invite Mr. to the East Palace for a while, with Mr. Xie's virtue of helping Mihara that day, I wonder if Mr. can make it convenient?" ”

In General Gongsun's Mansion, Yang Bofang and Gongsun Wuda are fighting against each other.

"Brother Gongsun's chess strength seems to have increased again, hehe..."Yang Bofang jumped over the Chu River Han Realm, ate a pawn on the opposite side, and said to Gongsun Wuda with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Yang," Gongsun Wuda also unceremoniously flew to block Yang Bofang's artillery, and said with a smile: "This kind of chess is specially prepared for those of us who have fought in the army, and of course it will be a little faster to learn." I really don't know what kind of person the teacher of a virtuous nephew is to come up with such an exquisite chess game. It's really impressive! ”

"Yes," Yang Bofang let go of the cannon, and also sighed: "In addition to this chess game, there is also a virtuous nephew's writing, calligraphy, well, and medical skills, which have a lot to do with his teacher." ”

"I don't know how the virtuous nephew is in the palace now?" As he spoke, a trace of worry appeared on Yang Bofang's face.

Gongsun Wuda flew again, swallowed Yang Bofang's horse that had just crossed the line, and said with a big grin: "What is there to worry about, it can be saved, he is a great achievement, and his benefits will be indispensable in the future." If you can't save it, just with Brother Yang's connections and connections in Chang'an City, can't you save his life? ”

"However, old man, I am very optimistic about a virtuous nephew, even if he really can't save the eldest grandson, he will definitely find a way to get out. You don't have to worry about him. "Gongsun Wuda is very confident in Liu Yiyi.

"Hehe," Yang Bofang smiled and fired the cannon, knocking Gongsun Wuda's cart away, and said, "This is true, that kid is not stupid, otherwise he will not win the favor of the second child of your family." even joined in the excitement to let Xiao Lan'er recognize a virtuous nephew as the eldest brother, and it was really a shame that he could figure it out. ”

Gongsun Wu Dafei returned to the defense, blocked the trend of the cannon, and said with a smile: "This is the cleverness of our second child, finding a big brother who can control him for Xiao Lan'er is much better than letting him follow Du Xian's cunning son all day long." ”

"Well, that's right." Yang Bofang nodded, let go of the cart in the left corner, and asked Gongsun Wuda: "Brother Gongsun, did you say that the last time they were assassinated, did you already involve a virtuous nephew in the internal strife of this palace?" ”

"I can't say for sure," Gongsun Wudaba smashed his mouth and said, "It depends on the experience and choice of a virtuous nephew on this trip to Chang'an." ”

"Haha, General!" Gongsun Wuda put the cannon on the side of Yang Bo's marshal, and Yang Bofang's marshal was already motionless. Gongsun Wuda smiled proudly at Yang Bofang: "Brother Yang, you lost this time, right?" Haha..."

"Hehe, Brother Gongsun, you are too anxious." Yang Bo's face remained unchanged, raised his hand and lifted the car up, directly pressing on the head of Gongsun Wuda's general.