Chapter 8 Gao Zu is critically ill
Zhang Chunwang took Zhang Xiaolin to swim for a long time, and walked the entire streets and alleys of Chang'an City almost, Zhang Chunwang touched his swollen belly and smiled bitterly.
Zhang Xiaolin's mouth basically didn't stop all the way, he ate all kinds of snacks and pastries in Chang'an City, and basically made up for the energy he had cultivated last night, and his heart was happy.
One of the two walked home elated, and the other walked home exhausted, Zhang Chunwang looked at the food on the table at home, and suddenly had a feeling of wanting to vomit, it was too supportive!
Zhang Xiaolin and him, on the contrary, happily sat down at the table, at this time, grandfather Zhang Gongluo and Zhang Gongming walked into the restaurant together, and lunch was officially announced.
When eating, they usually rarely speak.
After eating, Zhang Xiaolin followed his grandfather to the living room worriedly.
"How's it going? Have you had fun?"
"It was fun, it was so much fun in town. Zhang Xiaolin gave Zhang Gongluo a cup of tea and said: "Grandpa, there is a matter, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”
"What's the matter? You say, child, child. ”
"I looked at the emperor's face, it seems that there are signs of losing my father in recent days......"
Zhang Xiaolin didn't finish speaking, so frightened that Zhang Gongluo got up and covered his mouth: "Little ancestor, can I call you grandpa, don't talk nonsense, we just came back from the prison, please, okay!"
Zhang Xiaolin broke free, gasped and said, "Grandpa, I am kind enough to talk to you, what are you doing here?" I have seen it, and there is no outsider here. What I'm saying is true, when the palace calls you over, you must be careful. ”
Zhang Gongluo looked at Zhang Xiaolin suspiciously, as if he didn't know each other.
Zhang Xiaolin continued: "To see the Emperor Taishang, push it if you can, try to let other imperial doctors prescribe medicine, even if you seem to have a very certain disease, you can give the credit to others, okay?"
"Are you so suspicious? At a young age, it's better to read more books, and don't get involved in adult affairs. ”
"I'm telling the truth, is that called intuition?"
"Intuition, what is intuition?" asked Zhang Gongluo, looking at his grandson with interest.
"Intuition is the feeling in the dark, very effective, when I was in the execution ground that day, there was also an intuition in the dark, I felt that as long as I shouted injustice, things would take a turn for the better. Zhang Xiaolin saw that his grandfather didn't believe it, so he was very anxious, so he had to talk about the execution ground that day.
Sure enough, when Zhang Gongluo heard it, he had to believe it.
Zhang Gongluo picked up the teacup, took a sip, and was about to put down the teacup to take a lunch break, when he suddenly heard a scream outside the door: "The holy decree has arrived!"
Zhang Gongluo let go of his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
I couldn't care about the teacups, so I hurried out of the hall, only to see that the two fathers-in-law had already arrived in the courtyard.
Zhang Gongluo was about to put on the incense case, but unexpectedly, the eunuch waved his hand and said: "Imperial Doctor Zhang doesn't need Zhang Luo, the emperor ordered you to enter the palace immediately and go to Da'an Palace to treat Emperor Taishang without the slightest delay." ”
"Minister Zhang Gongluo received the decree and thanked him, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Let's go, enter the palace with the old slave. ”
Zhang Xiaolin saw that his grandfather hurriedly followed his father-in-law out, and hurriedly said loudly: "Grandpa, grandson will go with you." ”
"Little baby, what are you going to do?" Before Zhang Gongluo could speak, the eunuch turned back.
"Grandpa!"
"Don't make a fuss, wait at home. Zhang Gongluo knew that his grandson was not worried about him, so he added: "I remember what you said." ”
Zhang Xiaolin was helpless, and watched them get into the carriage of the palace and leave.
In the evening, Zhang Gongluo was sent back by the carriage of the palace, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Brother, Emperor Taishang is fine, right?" Zhang Gongming hurriedly stepped forward to ask when he learned that Zhang Gongluo had returned from the palace.
"Hehe, I occasionally feel cold, a little coughing and wheezing, it's okay. ”
Zhang Xiaolin listened to it next to him, something was wrong, didn't grandpa listen to his own words, and gave the emperor a prescription again?
"Isn't that the Great Green Dragon Soup?"
"The medical saint Zhong Jingye has training, saying: You don't need ephedra in spring, although it is already early summer, after all, it is not long after the beginning of summer, I don't know how much money grandpa ephedra has?"
"Don't use ephedra in spring? Did the doctor say that? Why don't I know?"
In fact, spring does not use ephedra, summer does not use cinnamon branches, is Zhang Xiaolin in the "Journal of Traditional Chinese Medicine" read the folk proverb, but it is not good to say to his grandfather, so he had to borrow the name of the ancestral medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, but Zhang Gongluo knows everything about the inheritance of the medical saint, and found that this can not be passed, Zhang Xiaolin is anxious to be wise, and said: "Su Wenyun, spring and summer yang, autumn and winter yin, Daqinglong soup ephedra cinnamon branches, divergent yang, if the emperor takes Daqinglong soup, tomorrow will be rid of yang, the day after tomorrow will die." ”
Zhang Gong was slightly shocked, and asked him of course to recite it backwards, and there was indeed such a sentence in it.
The second grandson said, do not use ephedra in spring, it is really a wise saying! Spring and summer skin is loose and loose, divergent medicine, it is indeed not suitable to use, excessive fear of death.
Zhang Xiaolin saw that his grandfather's face had changed, and it was obvious that he had spoken to his heart.
"Grandfather doesn't have to worry too much, tomorrow morning, the eunuch will definitely come over to invite grandfather to enter the palace, you can put off the illness, after tomorrow, everything will be fine." ”
"By no means, since my generation of doctors already know the cause of the disease, how can they be greedy for life and fear of death, and delay the disease?"
"That's not the case, grandpa, the Emperor Taishang's catastrophe is destined by God, no one is powerless to return to heaven, why make a senseless sacrifice?"
Zhang Gong hesitated slightly, he has always not believed in ghosts and gods, but Sun Tzu's words at noon are uncertain prophets? He looked at Emperor Taizong's face and concluded that Emperor Taizong had recently lost his father.
Could it be that there really is something inexplicable in this world? For the first time, Zhang Gongluo had doubts about his own cognition.
Before this accident, let alone any medical opinions, he had never even been in contact with patients, and he was still studying the Three Character Sutra and disciple rules in the school, so how could he provide guidance to him, a imperial doctor who had seen difficult and miscellaneous diseases for decades?
It's incredible, it's incredible.
While eating, Zhang Gongluo was still thinking about whether to go to the palace tomorrow or not.
After eating, Zhang Gongluo wandered alone in the yard, thinking of what he had experienced in his life, and had mixed feelings.
At this time, Zhang Xiaolin had already returned to his room after dinner, sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowed and breathed, guided the aura in his body, and followed the meridians for one week after another.