Chapter Ninety-Three: The Idea of Compiling a Medical Book

As for the kite incident, Ai Qing hasn't seen Mu Luoying's mother and daughter for a long time. Fortunately, the imperial doctor replied that Wen Yuan was no longer in trouble, and Aiqing was a lot more relieved.

I heard Mu Chun say that the wolf army had found a suspected natural oil well, but he was not very sure.

At the moment, Daoist Chong Yuan was not there, so Mu Chun could only send soldiers to follow the wolf army to fetch those suspected tan liquids for Ai Qing to identify, so it would take a lot of time to come and go.

There is nothing important to do at the moment, when Mu Chun decided to go to the court, Ai Qing would be bored and ordered the servants to bring out some musical instruments, pen and ink, play and paint, and cultivate sentiment in the name of beauty.

Xu Feifei can play the guqin, so Ai Qing stroked the Nan Siqin given by Wen Che at the moment, and the tune naturally gurgled out from the strings, to the meaning of 'noisy cut miscellaneous, big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate'.

Ai Qing closed her eyes and plucked the strings with her fingers, and her face was as calm as water.

The black halberd was lying on the side with his ears pricked up as if he knew the rhythm of music, this Nan Siqin was made by Wen Che himself, and it was naturally not as delicate as the musical instrument master in the palace, but Ai Qing always felt that the music played through this qin seemed to have a special charm.

The palace people have become accustomed to the wolf soldiers patrolling back and forth in this courtyard, whether it is Qinghua Palace, Xihua Palace, or other palaces, the wolf army is running around without disguise. Chiyun's palace is not big, and the total number of masters and slaves is less than 5,000, and it is okay during the day, but when the night is getting darker, there are many more wolves than people in the palace.

With such a tight defense, it can really be said that even a mosquito can't be put in, but even so, Mu Chun still does his best to stay by Ai Qing's side, and when he returns from the next dynasty, he will never have to fly away.

Fortunately, the palace people now saw him flying over his head, and it was as painless as seeing the wolf army patrol.

Ai Qing liked these loyal and intelligent wolf soldiers very much, so although he felt that Mu Qingdu's arrangement was a bit excessive, he didn't say anything more.

The Queen Mother will come to Qinghua Hall every two days, and the ginseng soup tonic is sent non-stop.

Today's weather is excellent, because it is not as hot as before in autumn. The courtyard is surrounded by four sides, and the wind cannot blow in.

Ai Qing was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano, and the Queen Mother still led a bunch of girls in with all kinds of dim sum ginseng soup as before, the difference was that she was followed by the young man in white, Wen Che.

The Queen Mother probably heard the sound of the piano outside the palace and did not call anyone to report it, so Ai Qing closed her eyes and did not notice when they came in. Until the song "Zhaojun's Resentment" stopped, he slowly opened his eyes.

"When did the Queen Mother come? Why don't you tell anyone? Ai Qing hurriedly got up and saluted.

"I can't bear to interrupt when I see you playing seriously."

The Queen Mother always looks graceful and peaceful, and when she sees Ai Qing, she is a little closer than when she looks at Mu Luoying.

"Che'er only knows that the queen's dancing skills are captivating, but she doesn't know that the sound of the piano is even more exquisite." Wen Che, who was standing in the back, arched his hand and asked: "I don't know what the name of this piece is, Che'er has always been obsessed with music, and she boasts that she has searched all over the world. ”

Hearing the sound, Ai Qing found that the young man standing not far away was fluttering, although she could play this song, but it was a little reluctant to say one, two, three, modern research on music theory is not in-depth, Xu Feifei didn't have much knowledge in his head, afraid that he would be timid when he talked about himself, so Ai Qing only smiled and replied: "This song is called "Zhaojun's Resentment", which I heard by chance a few years ago, as for the source, there is no way to investigate." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward and took the queen mother's hand and turned his head and ordered: "Aqi, you take someone to carry the two new deck chairs that you got two days ago to the courtyard." ”

"Recliners?" The Queen Mother was not too surprised to smile at the corner of her lips when she heard this unfamiliar word, the officials didn't know who made those strange objects, but she knew. It's just that they all have a tacit understanding about the origin of these new objects, even if Chu Yin, the daughter-in-law, asks about it, they only say that they were found by merchants outside the palace, including those electric lights that have shocked them for a long time.

Fortunately, these objects are now also circulating in Luoguo, and there will be no suspicion when they see it when they go back, and as for the origin of the dark business, the less people know about it, the better.

The recliner is two days ago Ai Qing drew the drawings and sent them to the palace to order people to make, first made two pairs, the emperor and the queen mother are just one pair, now the day is much milder, on weekdays when bored lying in the courtyard to look at the clouds, listening to the birds is very pleasant.

The minions moved quickly, and as they spoke, they lifted the chaise longue out.

"Queen Mother, this is two days ago General Zhou in the hands of merchants outside the palace by chance, called 'chaise longue' The bent wood under this is very delicately designed, and people will shake when they lie down. Qin'er thought that during the day, the father and the queen mother could put them in the courtyard and lie down to bask in the sun, which was very comfortable. Quick, the queen mother will lie down and try it first, and then let the minions carry it back to the Xihua Hall and put it away. ”

Ai Qing said and helped the Queen Mother to lie down, she had tried it before, it was worthy of being made by royal craftsmen, and it was many times more comfortable than those modern mass recliners.

The Queen Mother was still a little uncomfortable when she just lay down, but with the shaking of the chaise longue, her eyebrows gradually stretched, and her satisfaction was naturally self-evident.

Ai Qing was afraid of the dazzling sun, so she ordered the craftsman to make a huge sun umbrella, which was now also moved out by the slaves and placed on top of the recliner, so the Queen Mother naturally would not have any discomfort when she opened her eyes.

"These objects are so delicate that Che'er has never seen them in Luoguo. The world says that the strength of Chiyun is weak, but now it seems to be complete nonsense. ”

Wen Ce has seen a lot of new objects in the past few days when he entered the palace, in addition to electric lights, fountain pens, telescopes, magnifying glasses, etc., he has also played with a lot, and he is naturally unspeakably surprised by these unheard of things.

"Although Chiyun is not weak, but in the end, it is a country of the desert, and it is not as good as the other four countries, besides, this palace heard that the merchant who sold this deck chair came from another country." Ai Qing said nonsense, then took the ginseng soup handed by the palace people and drank it.

Wen Che is considered a junior, and he looks gentle and elegant, so Ai Qing did not invite him into the hall with formality, but just sent someone to move a chair out and put it next to the chaise longue for Wen Che to sit down. After all, her mother-in-law is still lying comfortably in the yard, sunbathing with a look of enjoyment. It's hard for her to leave her mother-in-law to entertain juniors!

Aiqing ordered the palace maids brought by the Queen Mother to carry the dim sum into the hall first, and then ordered the servants to make tea.

The Queen Mother sat up, took the teacup, took a sip and said: "Your father is old, and his back is a little weak, according to his mother, this recliner is a good thing, much more comfortable than the bed."

Listening to the Queen Mother's words, Ai Qing remembered that she had never taken the pulse of the Queen Mother and the Emperor Taishang, although the imperial doctor's medical skills were not low, but when it came to the end of medicine, it would not be as advanced as modern times.

Just like the plague on the border of Louchi before, several imperial doctors in the palace were helpless, but in Ai Qing's eyes, it was the most common disease, and the prescription came casually.

"Queen Mother, is my father unwell?" Aiqing thought about it and still felt the need to take the pulse for them personally.

"Your father is an old problem, he will be sore every autumn and winter, probably because he is old, and he has not been healed well for many years, and it still hurts when it should hurt!"

Aiqing sounds like a symptom of rheumatism, but Chiyun shows that there is rarely a rainy season, and it is rare to get rheumatism. Now that her in-laws love her like her own father and mother, she must not let them suffer like this, and when the Queen Mother left, she also went to Xihua Hall with her.

In the end, people who are old are more or less sick. Aiqing checked the pulse for the emperor, and her face became much more solemn.

It's not that it's serious to get sick, it's just that there are really a lot of problems in various parts of the body, and I don't know how people in the hospital are on errands!

Aiqing wrote a prescription and ordered the pears to be caught and boiled, and she went back to prepare the plaster, which could be better quickly by oral administration and external application.

It's just that high blood pressure and angina take a lot of work.

At present, in order to allow the child in her womb to be born safely, Ai Qing can be regarded as not going out of the door, and after preparing the medicine of the emperor, Ai Qing started the idea of writing a medical book again.

This matter still has to be hidden from Mu Chun, this man now almost raises her as a three-year-old doll, and he is not allowed to do this, and he is not allowed to touch it, except for the court and the deliberations that are guarding her inch by inch, if he knows that she has to bother compiling medical books again, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes will be added to stare at her.