Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Queen Mother

In the eighteenth year of Kangping, although it was just early spring, it was not as cold as the spring in previous years, and it was already a little warm at this time. Looking at the pond side of the double corridor of the palace, with the horn pansy maintained by snow water, the bulbs finally sprouted.

The Buddha Hall of Shoukang Palace is located on the west side of the inner court of the Imperial Palace.

The painted Manju Asaga image scroll hangs on the wall of the western house, shining brightly. Enshrined in the main shrine of the north wall of the East Warm Pavilion, there is a Buddha of the sun and moon lamp, a Buddha of the wonderful light, a Buddha of Daci Guangrun, and a Buddha of the king of Ruixiang.

In addition, the Buddhist hall also enshrines or recites Buddhist classics such as "Yuanjue Sutra", "Buddha Says Amitayus Sutra", "White-clothed Monk Relief Mantra" and other Buddhist classics. Among them, there is a scripture, or the congratulatory gift of the sixtieth birthday of the Queen Mother for eight years, completed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, written in lacquer, decorated with pure gold Huan Door on the scripture board, which is inlaid with more than 100 gems of various colors such as coral beads and turquoise, and the scriptures are 100 and 8 letters in total.

Most of these Buddha statues and Buddhist scriptures are enshrined in the Buddha Hall of the East Warm Pavilion of Shoukang Palace, which is used for daily Buddhist practice.

Because of the proximity to the Queen Mother's Spring Palace, it is also the Queen Mother's daily place to worship the Buddha.

It's just that in this Buddhist hall today, there are concubines kneeling on the ground, the atmosphere is so heavy, all of them bow their heads and lower their eyebrows, but most of them are unintentional prayers, and their thoughts have already flown away. Before praying for blessings, the ladies also called their maidservants to keep an eye on the situation of the Chunxi Palace.

In this palace, I'm afraid it's going to change.

Outside the Chunxi Palace, the emperor did not move, and his face was even more gloomy.

At present, almost the entire Imperial Physician's Office has been moved to the Chunxi Palace.

"Your Majesty, this is ......" Knowing that he was in a catastrophe, Baofu Gonggong walked to the emperor's side with his head down and opened his mouth in embarrassment.

When the violence of the superior was about to come out, Baofu's father-in-law subconsciously wanted to cringe, only to see the emperor suddenly reach out and pull out the dust he held in his arm, turn around and smash it straight at the chief physician who was kneeling by the doorman.

"You dare to say a word!"

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is almost out of breath, it's too late to ......"

The doctors understood that in another half an hour at most, even if they still had a breath at the end, it should be gone.

However, they did not dare to say it.

The imperial doctors of the Imperial Physician Department kowtowed three times one after another, "Minister, it's too late." ”

"Minister, it's too late."

"Minister......

Under the anger, the emperor bit out a sentence with difficulty, and his tone was fierce without hesitation, "Take people, raid the house!" ”

……

The medicine canteen in the west neighborhood follows the regulations of the front store and the back yard. From the backyard and through the half-moon-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows, two people can be seen standing opposite each other.

The wind and the sun are blowing, and the broken qiong of early spring is almost melted clean, and a few tufts of residual snow are reflected in the skylight, and the surroundings are more and more bright.

The money shopkeeper took down a plate of newly arrived dry ingredients from the drying rack, and the dry materials were so yellow that they looked like freshly chopped straw poles.

"According to Miss Song's meaning, if it is stewed in boiling soup, the taste of this boil should be almost the same as the original taste."

The girl's ears were hung with two strands of braided hair tied with straps, and the top was fixed with a small jade-colored crow with openwork patterns, which made her complexion look very gentle.

Shopkeeper Qian and Song Yushi entered Beijing together at the beginning, and they are half an old acquaintance, but for the girl in front of him, he didn't see much in the past.

During this period of time, the eldest lady of the Song family has come a few times in person, and the money shopkeeper has become more and more familiar with her, of course, she is not here to buy, but to discuss and study the pharmacological combination of food, but it is also a wonderful thing to be interested in medicinal food.

Thinking that his own kid only knew how to go down to the river to fish with his little buddies at this age, he didn't do anything serious, and he didn't come back in ten days and half a month, and the nobles of Zhumen already knew how to honor their father, and the money shopkeeper secretly touched a few bitter tears.

What a good boy.

Well, girls are caring.

My own kid is just a rag pocket, and it leaked everywhere within two days of mending it, and it really didn't need to be cleaned up.

Song Zhixi twisted a small piece of medicinal herb, put it in his mouth and held it, and didn't feel any taste, so he bit and chewed it directly in his mouth.

She reminisced and said, "Well, it smells special, this entrance ...... According to your medicine store, but the taste is slightly pungent? ”

The shopkeeper chuckled, "That's right, since you want to use patchouli, according to the pharmacology of the article in the "Harmony Formula" I just told you, it is often used with banxia, cloves, etc., plus some appetizing condiments, which is conducive to alleviating or preventing symptoms such as nausea and fatigue after eating less. ”

"Oh, I see...... Ah, thank you Uncle Qian for knowing everything! Song Zhixi was stunned.

The money shopkeeper skimmed his beard, "Eh, it's not an ancestral secret recipe, what is there to thank for." It's just that when Uncle Qian goes to the Song Mansion to talk with your father for a few games another day, just bring me a few soups. ”

Song Zhixi's eyebrows curled, "That's certain, if I dare to snub Uncle Qian, if you don't keep your front foot as soon as you leave, I will have to eat a few knives from my father." ”

After talking, Song Zhixi walked out of the half-moon-shaped floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the front hall alone, there were many guests in the front hall, and the business was thriving, which made her look a little stunned and unfamiliar.

She also clearly remembered that during the Jin Kang period, that is, the era of the Xie Dynasty, she turned around and walked into the pharmacy after leaving Xianqi Gate for the first time, and there was a striking plaque on the hall.

The pen on the plaque is correct: "I hope that there is no suffering in the world, and I would rather put medicine on the shelf to produce dust." ”

The tranquility of the medicine hall can also make people feel at ease.

And now, it has become fashionable to use medicine in food to support people.

Sure enough, people are accustomed to being disease-free and disaster-free, so they are no longer taboo about taking medicine.

A person pushed and shoved and broke in, "Ah, have you seen it, my leg is twisted, let me take a look first, what about your doctor!" ”

"Young man, you are mistaken, this is the medicine hall, but there is no doctor in the hall, go to the rejuvenation hall to see the doctor." The shopkeeper spoke loudly, and he didn't bother to greet one or two.

"Oh, whatever, as you guys are the closest, bring me a bottle of medicated oil for bruises."

A middle-aged guest took a medicine bag and took a closer look at the man's bare ankles, "Yo! Liu Jiaerlang? You can't do this, it's all bruised, it's okay, you sit down first, wait for me to call someone to find a doctor, what the hell is this......"

"Hey, it's not like I was just stepped on by those kings of the Five Cities Terracotta Division."

"Yo Yo ~ accumulate some virtue, you."

The officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Terracotta Division were arrogant, so fierce that they could make children's teeth chatter, and they were not afraid of gossip at all, and the people were also obvious to all.

Song Zhixi smiled, the soldiers in the capital, which one is not a little arrogant? She pulled out a bag of candy cubes with half of her sleeves and the layer of rock sugar paper residue wrapped in the candy cubes was silky and smooth, diluting the remaining pungent taste in her mouth.

Song Zhixi raised his chin and closed his eyes slightly, and was about to walk out of the door with joy.

"It's not to blame me for colliding with those officials, who knows these people, don't say anything else, it's a lever to catch someone and copy the house, this hurriedly stepped on me, hey! I was stunned and didn't leave me a single look! ”

"What! Raiding a house?! Catching a terrifying word, the eyes of the guests in the hall were bright and surprised.

"Yo, you haven't heard of it, Feng family, that's it...... The Feng Taiyi Mansion on Xining Street is going to be copied. Liu Jiaerlang lifted his eyelids and lifted his feet with one hand, as if he enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone.

"What did you say!"

That Liu Erlang was still planning to sell a pass, but suddenly someone grabbed the placket in front of him, which startled him.

"You, little lady, you..."

Song Zhixi let go of his hand, his eyes were still surprised: "You, please say it again." ”

Liu Erlang said in a daze, "Well, it came out from the palace that the Queen Mother suddenly fell ill and fell into a coma after taking the medicine this morning, a few hours ago...... It seems that he has choked his breath, and the prescription has been verified to be prescribed by Imperial Doctor Feng, and he used the wrong medicine. ”

"Then ...... now," someone in the crowd said sympathetically.

It can well be imagined.