Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Wu Yi left, carrying a few old clothes, a few pieces of silver left by his mother, and the "Shan Hai Jing" confiscated from Li Jing, and left the house where he had lived for 13 years without anything else. small town.

It's not that he didn't want to live his life in Pian'an, but after Zhang Qiren wakes up, even if he has a corner, it's hard to feel at ease.

The sky suddenly broke, the belly of the cloud turned white, and there were hidden clouds rolling under the calm sky.

Wu Yi tried his best to recall the year in the history textbook. If he remembered correctly, the life span of today's crown prince Li Hong is less than a few years.

Li Sujie is not a famous prince in history, but his sisters Princess Yiyang and Princess Xuancheng often appear in people's eyes as the focus of conflicts. If I remember correctly, they are still under house arrest in a corner of Daming Palace , and will soon be married to two reckless men by Empress Wu.

As the younger brother of their mother, Li Sujie's fate can be imagined.

He didn't have the wildness and boldness to rewrite history, but he couldn't just watch Li Sujie being persecuted to death. Since Zhang Qiren gave him a way out for the Li family, he had to try his best.

Sitting on the bumpy carriage, Wu Yi opened the curtain and leaned over to look back. The morning mist was scattered by the galloping horseshoes, and the moss-stained ancient city gradually disappeared into the center of the field of vision.

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To his surprise, Wu Xu did not go with Zhang Qiren, but will leave after the year.

Zhang Qiren knew that the two brothers had always had a rift, so they could only be divided into two classes. It wasn't that he favored Wu Yi, but he knew that the child was too shy to ask for money from Li Sujie. It would be okay to bring him by his side. Take care of one or two.

There is another reason. In this era when identity verification is required at every gate, if you want to travel far, you can't just walk away as easily as modern people.

Generally speaking, if ordinary people want to leave their hometowns and go to other places to do something, they need to go to the government to issue a "public inspection" to show that they are innocent and good citizens. Only then did he run away.

There are many types of public inspections. Civil servants who have been transferred, white men serving in the military, and scholars rushing for exams each have their own merits. The only thing in common is that the official inspections must be stamped with the official seal of the government to prove that .

In addition, you need to find five reliable folks to sign below to guarantee that your character is in good condition, otherwise, if you never return, all the corvee taxes left behind will be counted on the heads of these signatories.

If you are stopped at the checkpoint without a public inspection, I'm sorry, you will be regarded as a suspect who escaped from the military service. No matter what urgent matter you have, you will have to wait for a series of documents to be sent back to the county before returning. Affix the official seal and explain clearly.Otherwise, I will only ask you to live in prison for a while.

And back and forth, several months passed by.

Therefore, when the people of the Tang Dynasty wanted to travel far away, they would be fully prepared and prepared all the documents in order to have a smooth journey.

As Wu Ji is the governor of a state, it is natural and convenient to manage it, and he has already prepared a public inspection for Wu Xu.

But Wu Yi, whose household registration is still pending in Jiangli, wants to leave the city gate, he has to honestly wait for the approval of the household department's documents in the spring of next year, and then hand them up layer by layer, and he will not be able to leave without delay for half a year.

Zhang Qiren returned suddenly, he had already considered this point, so he specially brought him by his side, Dong Gong urgently ordered him, how could the local barriers dare to stop him.

This approach, in layman's terms, is called facial recognition.

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After a few days, Wu Yi found that his deflated package suddenly swelled up, stuffed with two nearly new cashmere jackets, a half-old "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", and several heavy Silver ingots.

For Wu Yi, who is poor and white, this is tantamount to a windfall.

He was thinking about how to thank the old gentleman for his kindness, Zhang Qiren had already personally entered his carriage, chatted a few words about the daily life of Yuanzhou City, and finally patted Wu Yi on the head with a smile.

It was the first time in his life that he was treated like a child.

Zhang Qiren let go of his usual unfathomable airs of an old doctor, and smiled as kindly as the grandpa next door: "The New Year is here, and I have to order lucky red envelopes for my grandchildren. If there is anything I want to buy, I can go buy what I like."

These words were like a swipe of morning glow in early winter, warming all the cold scenery. Wu Yi couldn't help but have a new understanding of this lofty imperial doctor, and a different kind of warmth surged in his heart.

The first New Year in the Tang Dynasty was spent on a hasty journey.

As soon as the rolling hills entered the Northland, they suddenly turned into men of strong bones. Precipitous and hard mountains rose from the ground, reflecting each other, and the trees hanging upside down danced wildly in the howling wind. mustache.

The chaotic scenery is changing rapidly, and the rapid switch from the gentle and beautiful of the Central Plains to the majestic and domineering of the North makes people dazzled and caught off guard.

When Zhang Qiren and his party arrived in Chang'an, the spring breeze had already blown the streets of Chang'an green.

Wu Yi could hardly believe that he was standing in the heart city of this great empire, breathing in the fresh and light smell of Chang'an willows.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky with layers of haze, and created a purple-blue ripple in the swaying moat, reflecting fragmented figures.

Wu Yi stopped in his tracks and looked down at the setting sun shining brightly in the water.

The dreamy and beautiful city like a legend unfolds little by little in front of my eyes, unreservedly showing her demeanor and charm with every frown and smile.

This is Datang.

This is Chang'an.

Only half an hour after Zhang Qiren arrived in Beijing, servants from the British government rushed to invite him.

Wu Yi stayed at Zhang Qiren's mansion for the time being. Before he had time to take a good look at this quaint old house, he picked up a huge medicine box without touching his feet, and followed Zhang Qiren to visit this 24th hero in Lingyan Pavilion Famous general - Li Ji.

Like ordinary people, Wu Ji only heard about those legendary figures from the stories handed down by the masses.And this era of feudal superstition inevitably added a touch of demonization to the worship of famous ministers, so that even the five-year-old Li Jing felt that Li Ji must be a strange uncle with three heads, six arms, and piercing eyes.

——not the sick old man in front of him who collapsed under the bed like a dead tree.

A pitch-black cat nestled securely at the foot of Li Ji's bed, with a pair of emerald-like eyes narrowed, as if to look down on these stupid humans.

Seeing this arrogant black cat with a beard, Wu Yi subconsciously thought of Concubine Xiao Shu's classic sentence "I will be a cat and Wu will be a mouse, and I will repay it by choking her throat.".

This cat is also very familiar with Zhang Qiren, it raised its chin and rubbed against his shoes, then retracted its neck, curled up into a ball of black fur.

Li Ji's eldest son died early, and his second son Li Siwen was accompanying him on the sick bed.

He frowned, and casually called, "Li Shun."

The house slave named Li Shun immediately approached him: "What's the matter with Second Master?"

"Why did you let this beast climb into the master's bed?" He lived alone in the house and was busy with business, but he rarely took time to see his father.

Ever since Clan Wu was named queen, black cats have become a taboo in Chang'an City, and it's a bit blatant to put this taboo on the sick bed.

Li Shun was quick-witted and knew what the second master said, so he quickly reached out to grab the black cat.

"Wait a minute." Li Siwen looked down and was startled by his hand, "What's wrong with your palm?"

Li Shun looked down subconsciously, and immediately turned his hands away. Wu Yi looked curiously and saw a lot of blisters on his palms. He didn't know if he was burned or sick.

Li Siwen thought he was unclean again: "Change to someone with clean hands and feet, so as not to dirty the bed."

After a small setback, Li Ji woke up before the cat got out of bed.

A smile appeared on his sickly sallow face: "Cats are the most grievous and resentful thing. When the old man went to Korea, he picked up this cat from the battlefield. He planned to give it to Empress Wu as a rare item. She He actually ordered the cat to be skinned in front of His Majesty. The old man took pity on its innocent life and took it home. This little guy knows how to warm my feet, and he has more heart and lungs than many people!"

He was so sick that he was about to lie down in a coffin, and he still used his remaining breath to mock Empress Wu.

Zhang Qiren listened to his talk about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and then took his wrist to cut everything.

Like all disobedient patients, this old general couldn't help pointing out his condition to the doctor: "I'm already a rare person, Koryo has been leveled, and the overall situation is settled. I should go down to accompany those old friends. If His Highness the Crown Prince hadn't repeatedly told the old man to take care of his health, he would have died cleanly with a wipe of his neck, and it would save you from running around and working hard for me."

Li Siwen stood by and laughed with him: "Before you were old, you still took Mr. Zhang to drink and sing, and sang Duke Cao's 'The martyr's old age, a strong heart', why are you talking about despondency!"

Recalling the scene years ago, Li Ji couldn't help but heaved a long sigh: "When you are old enough to be a father, you will know that getting old is a one-night thing. At first, I thought that Doctor Zhang was only seven or eight years old. Now But the bones of the body are one by one. Think back to the time when Taizong established the Lingyan Pavilion with 24 heroes, how lively and noisy, but in the end they all walked ahead of me, and now there is only one old man left."

The author has something to say:

Li Ji (four tones of ji), one of the 24 virtuous ministers of Lingyan Pavilion, and Li Jing was a famous general in the early Tang Dynasty

In fact, Li Ji's level of commanding troops and military achievements are no worse than Li Jing's, but his reputation in modern times is much worse. Visually, his name is too difficult to recognize.

This story tells us how important it is to have a name that everyone recognizes...