Chapter Seventy-Six: Face Saint

In fact, Chen Yiling had already woken up, he was too tired and weak to have the strength to chat, so he closed his eyes there and recuperated. If he didn't pretend to be asleep, Xiao Qilang would have no excuse to refuse the visits of those adults and doctors.

Zhang Jinwen walked to Chen Yiling's low couch, bent her knees slightly, and carefully looked at Chen Yiling's complexion, which seemed to be out of the danger period and was entering the recovery period as she thought.

Chen Yiling waited for a while and didn't see Zhang Jin's voice come out, so he had to half-open his eyes and say in a weak voice: "Zhang, little lady Zhang, I'm okay?" Can't you let people come in and see me? Author's Recommendation:

Zhang Jinwen closed her eyes vigorously, forcibly held back her laughter, and nodded at Chen Yiling: "Yes!"

Then he stood up, walked outside, and said to Xiao Qilang as if unintentionally: "Chen Yiling still needs to recuperate, don't disturb, there is Imperial Doctor Lao Hu to prescribe medicine to Chen Yiling."

Mrs. Hu, Mrs. Zhang also gave him a share of the credit for the treatment of Chen Yiling, she is really a sensible and good child: "Mrs. Zhang is polite, this is within the next division."

Zhang Jinwen had a simple consultation, and saw that all the conditions were within her expected range, and she had a bottom in her heart, so she left the study.

Inside and outside the study, everyone knew that the emperor was going to summon Mrs. Zhang, and no one dared to say more, for fear of delaying Mrs. Zhang's entry into the palace.

Master Cheng didn't say anything more, took Zhang Jinwen all the way, walked out of the Imperial Doctor's Office quickly, sat in a soft sedan chair, and ordered repeatedly: "Hurry up, the emperor is in a hurry."

Zhang Jin's spirit has not yet been fully cultivated, just now I gave a face-to-face consultation to Chen Yiling and Dr. Chen, looking relaxed, as if she had done nothing, but in fact, it is very exhausting to use qi to treat diseases. In addition, this burst of walking, she was so tired that she was sweating, and Master Cheng didn't prepare a sedan chair for her, so she made a difficulty, and then trotted all the way, she might have to faint before she reached the gate of Taiji Palace.

Zhang Jinwen stood still and said in a loud voice: "Master Cheng, Meng Zhang has given Chen Yiling medical treatment, he is very tired, can you wait for a while, I will find a sedan chair."

When Master Cheng heard this, he jumped down from the soft sedan chair: "Little lady Zhang, I was careless, I will let someone arrange a sedan chair for you."

As soon as Master Cheng's voice fell, two handymen from the Taiyi Department carried a small sedan chair from behind the gatehouse, and they were also courteous: "Last night was also a sedan chair carried by the small ones."

Zhang Jinwen was not polite, she raised her legs and sat down, Zhu Qing put down the sedan curtain for her, her eyes inadvertently swept in front of the Tai Yi Office, as if she had found a familiar face, and before she had time to look again, the sedan chair had already started.

Zhang Jinwen was stunned and asked Zhu Qing in a low voice: "Did you find anything?"

Zhu Qing followed the sedan chair and said in a low voice, "No."

Zhang Jinwen was relieved, took out the medicine bottle, poured a pill and put it at the bottom of her tongue, and began to close her eyes and take deep breaths to recuperate.

But after a quarter of an hour's effort, the sedan chair arrived outside the Taiji Palace, and it couldn't go any further. Zhang Jinwen hurriedly chewed the pill and swallowed it, got off the sedan chair, stroked the brocade robe under the cloak, followed Master Cheng, and walked into Changle Gate.

The eunuch guarding the door and Master Cheng accompanied him with a smiling face, and when he saw Zhang Jinwen, he changed his face again, pointed to Zhu Qingzhu and said, "These two people can't go in."

Zhang Jinwen didn't know what the rules of the palace were, so she asked, "They are helping me carry the medicine box, if they don't follow in, the medicine box can only be left in their hands."

Seeing that Zhang Jinwen entered the palace for the first time, Master Cheng did not have a look of fear and cringe at all, and was already very impressed, seeing that she was not hindered by the little eunuch, knowing that this little lady could become a miracle doctor, she must not only be smart and lucky, so she moved out of the emperor: "This is Zhang Divine Doctor's assistant, and the emperor said that he could follow."

If Little Lady Zhang was like a dirt bun, he would definitely not say this more.

When Lord Cheng entered the Taiji Palace, his expression immediately became extremely respectful, as if there were emperors on the left and right sides of heaven and earth.

The first time Zhang Jinwen entered this heavily guarded, murderous high-walled compound, she was a little uncomfortable at first, thinking that Aunt Zhang said, "The biggest is Tianjun, there is nothing to be afraid of", and she actually followed calmly to the Manna Palace.

The Ganlu Hall is the emperor's resting and reading place in the inner palace, and the environment is extremely elegantly arranged. There are two towering trees in the front yard of the hall, each as thick as two people hugging each other, and if summer comes, the shade of the trees can cover half of the courtyard.

In early spring, the pine and cypress bonsai placed on the flower stands in the cloisters on both sides of the Ganlu Hall are pruned very beautifully and look pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Jinwen admired all the way, these plants are so vigorous, you can see that the gardener is extremely attentive at a glance.

Walking outside the door of the Ganlu Palace, Lord Cheng stopped, asked the attendant to go in and pass the word, peeked at Zhang Jinwen, and found that she was still unmoved. Except for those noble-born princes, except for those ministers who came out of the world with the emperor, they were not afraid when they entered the palace, and they did not tremble when they reached the emperor ten steps, I am afraid that Zhang Jinwen is the first person.

The waiter hurriedly walked to the door: "Xuanzhang little lady sees the driver!"

Master Cheng couldn't follow up anymore: "Little lady Zhang, please, your two assistants also have to wait outside the door."

Zhang Jinwen nodded, took a deep breath secretly, took off her cloak and handed it to Zhu Qing, and followed the waiter into the Manna Hall.

The emperor sat behind the desk in the side hall, and the chamberlain stepped forward to report: "Little lady Zhang brought it!"

Zhang Jinwen and the other attendants stepped aside, walked up two steps, knelt down and kowtowed: "See the emperor!"

The emperor raised his hand: "Flat!"

Zhang Jinwen got up, and the emperor saw that her movements were very graceful when she got up after bowing, not as clumsy as ordinary ministers, nor as neat as military generals, nor as delicate as the concubines, but an indescribable elegance and good-looking, and couldn't help but say: "You can raise your head."

Zhang Jinwen raised her head, glanced at the emperor quietly, and quickly lowered her eyes: "Thank you, Emperor!"

The emperor looked at Zhang Jin's wife, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little lady, dressed like a Taoist priest but not a Taoist priest, and asked her: "Little lady Zhang, the action you knelt down just now is different from everyone else!"

Zhang Jinwen calmly replied: "Go back to the emperor!" The folk women usually practice the turtle breath gong, which is the same as the posture of this prostration. ”

The emperor was full of interest: "Turtle breath gong? What's the use of practicing? ”

Zhang Jinwen said: "Back to the emperor and practicing turtle breathing exercises, you can prolong your life and strengthen your body."

The chamberlain also pinched a handful of sweat for Zhang Jin's wife, for fear that she would accidentally anger the emperor by answering the question of kneeling and bowing action, but unexpectedly, this little lady Zhang successfully led the topic to the emperor's favorite place.

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