Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

The night sky outside the Taiji Palace stretches as far as the eye can see, with a bright moon hanging on the highest point, just like a neat piece of white jade carefully carved by craftsmen, sticking coldly to the dark zenith.

The moon is as bright as ever.

But for Wu Yi, this "old" means the past, and it also means the future more than 1000 years later.

"Come again!"

With a smile, Shen Hanshan poured Wu Yi a cup of "Penglai Spring" buried in three autumns, but he turned the jug, pointed the mouth of the jug at his throat, and drank it happily.

"Good wine!"

Wu Yi shook his hands tremblingly while his mind was still awake.

He naively thought that the alcohol content in ancient times was not high, just like fermented glutinous rice, but he didn't expect that Shen Hanshan was an expert in wine, and he found the famous Shaoxing wine "Penglaichun" from somewhere, and he and Shen Hanshan drank more than ten cups Suddenly, I felt that my whole body was burning like a raging fire, scorching hot.

"Do you feel hot all over, as if you are in hell?" Shen Hanshan savored, "People say that Penglai Chun is a mouthful of Penglai Spring, but they don't know that happiness starts to be sad, and once they drink too much, they will go from The fairyland fell to hell, suffering from the fire of karma! This is the first-class famous wine!"

Wu Yi smelled of alcohol, but he still remembered the etiquette and demeanor. He stood up staggeringly and wanted to leave: "Thank you Dr. Shen for your enlightenment, hiccup...student, the student is resigning."

He wants to leave, that is of course two words - no way.

Shen Hanshan hooked his feet and kicked the door shut: "You are my student, you don't know how to drink, wouldn't you disgrace me!"

Wu Yiqiang leaned against the door panel, unavoidably complaining: "You are willing to hold the whip to teach, and the students are very grateful. It's just that the students and the doctor have never met before, and they really didn't expect this blessing."

The implication is that your uncle insists on accepting me as an apprentice, do you still expect me to kneel and kowtow to thank you?

Speaking the truth after drinking, Wu Yi is also a human being, a young man.

Young people are always unwilling to be hurt by words, but they are easy to suffer because of their tongue, and he is no exception.

But Shen Hanshan didn't feel disobedient at all, instead he smiled heartily: "You are an interesting person, and it is beyond my expectation. There are too few interesting people in this palace, so you are very likable."

The biting east wind leaked through the crack of the door and passed by his side, Wu Yi shivered in the cold with his head full of alcohol.

Shen Hanshan's words obviously had other meanings.

He was just a little-known student, so it seemed a bit fussy to win him over or suppress him. That's why he took it for granted that Xu Ziwen, who had some issues with him, was making trouble.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhang Qiren is now a first-class celebrity in the Imperial Medical Office, and even an important member entrusted by the Prince's Group. Xu Ziwen is just a fledgling student, how can he have the ability to disobey his intentions?

"The goodness of wine is often very intoxicating, just like this Penglai Spring, and the love of people is the same."

Shen Hanshan reminded him all the way, and looked at Wu Yi's undrinked glass of wine with some regret: "For those who love wine, this is the best, for those who don't love it, this is tantamount to persecution...but Alcohol itself is useless."

Wu Yi hardly knew whether to be angry or funny: "Princess?"

Shen Hanshan was still looking longingly at the glass of lightly fragrant wine, without even turning his eyeballs towards Wu Yi: "You really think highly of yourself."

When Wu Yi heard this, a thin figure flashed in his mind, and he almost blurted out: "Dr. Zhang?"

Only then did Shen Hanshan laugh: "He pretended to be a bad face and asked me to sing a bad face. After thinking about it, I still think this deal is not worth it!"

He wrung his fingers and calculated the accounts with him one by one: "He said that I can earn a talented student, but I looked left and right, you are clearly in Cao Ying, you are in Han Dynasty! Lost, lost... ...you are a bad person in vain!"

Wu Yi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Dr. Shen is proficient in medical books, and the students really admire him. It's just that it happened so suddenly, so it's inevitable that I'm a little surprised..."

These words are just polite words on the scene, and they can't really express the complaints in their hearts.

However, Shen Hanshan raised his eyebrows with interest: "I heard that you cured your blood disease with arsenic in Yuanzhou City, and you even took the first part in the matter of His Royal Highness Pei Wang. With unique skills, it’s only natural to feel that following me, a Ph.D. with a wild background, is too cheap.”

Just as Wu Yi wanted to refute, Shen Hanshan had already put down his wine glass, and it was rare for him to put on a serious expression.

"Why don't you let me guess what recipe you used in Yuanzhou?"

Without waiting for Wu Yi to answer, he came one by one like a few treasures: "Jun's arsenic, Chen Chansu, supplemented with light powder, mung beans to relieve, sulfur to detoxify, and so on for half to one month. The medicine for nourishing the mind, resting, it can be as short as half a year, or as late as three years, and it can be obtained safely."

In a few words, Wu Yi's several months of kung fu were included, and even the medicinal materials were not bad. Rao Wu Yi himself was stunned when he heard it, and suddenly felt a sense of awe.

"What the teacher said is exact."

Shen Hanshan said with a smile: "The reason I gave you the test that day was not to set things up to make things difficult, but to give you a meeting gift—it is your ability to continue."

Wu Yi's drunkenness had long been distracted by Shen Hanshan's words, and only then did he understand the good intentions of the two teachers Zhang Qiren and Shen Hanshan that day.

The Imperial Medical Office had received a letter of complaint a long time ago, and among the students there had been an activity of buying questions and exposing them. At the beginning, Xu Ziwen and Yan Ming wanted to design and frame him. It may not be possible to answer.

Shen Hanshan's meeting ceremony was not just about giving him a high ranking.

Just as he was thinking, a pair of ironed palms were attached to his shoulders, Shen Hanshan dragged him back to the case, and continued to drink.

"I came to drink with you today to get your approval - if a patient doesn't approve of a doctor, they won't follow the doctor's orders honestly; if a student doesn't approve of a teacher, they won't be able to learn skills at ease; if a friend doesn't approve of a friend, they won't be able to have fun together Drink and eat meat!"

Wu Yi felt ashamed for a while at first, until Shen Hanshan's last sentence meant to treat him as Wangnianjiao.

He filled a glass of wine and swung at Shen Hanshan: "Students are taught!"

Shen Hanshan was also full of pride, drinking with him for three rounds in a row, until the student really fell apart, and nonsense words came out of his mouth.

"Brother...alcohol...intravenous access...quick, quick...continue to give...then add sodium phenobarbital..."

After all, he is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, how can he have the ability to drink three hundred cups.

Shen Hanshan drank more and was less drunk than Wu Yi.

The mood at this moment is quite similar to that of him and his mentor Sun Simiao 20 years ago, holding a bottle against the moon and fighting for ten thousand wines.

It was the day when Sun Simiao bid farewell to Chang'an. The old man was not drunk for a thousand cups, and he was alone in the bright moonlight, but he was full of drunkenness and ambition, and wished to drink all the world in his stomach.

"Chang'an is full of flowers and charming eyes, not as good as fishermen, woodcutters, plowing and reading, and boats with ears!"

"A real man should have the lofty ambition to travel across the world, and be as safe as a bird in the forest!"

The two masters and apprentices have different paths, one retreats to the mountains and forests, and the other hides in the deep palace.

Two rounds of years have passed in a flash, and no one has drank with him for a long time. Maybe he hasn't been able to get drunk for a long time.

Now Wu Yi was drunk and fell asleep by the desk, leaving only a bottle of bright moon broken in the cup.

The moon is as bright as ever.

As for people, do they still look like teenagers?

The wine is still the glass of spirits.

The scorching energy was burned, and a breath of air-conditioning was sucked in from every pore on the whole body, like a heavy rain in Fuxia, and the coldness hit the bones unexpectedly.

Shen Hanshan couldn't help shivering.

It's really not good if people don't accept it.

He put down the unfinished jug in his hand, slowly picked up the wine glasses used by the two of them, took out a brocade quilt from the cabinet, and carefully covered Wu Yi.

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The next day, Wu Yi was awakened by the noise of children.

In ancient times, there were no alarm clocks or mobile phones to check the time at any time. Wu Yi was still hungover, and when he looked out through a half-open window, the sun had already climbed to the zenith, changing its position from the moon last night.

He secretly sighed badly in his heart, although it was not time to go to school, but sleeping in the teacher's place until the sun was high, it was really out of line.

As soon as he opened the brocade quilt and hurriedly straightened his clothes, he heard the sound of grinding his teeth from the side. Wu Yi crossed the desk and looked to the side. His teacher Shen Hanshan was still sleeping with his clothes on, wrapped in a dreamland Woolen cloth!

I don't know when he was drinking with the moon alone. He clearly remembered to cover the students with quilts, but he curled up and fell asleep in the cold first month.

Wu Yi smiled and shook his head, gently covered Shen Hanshan with the brocade quilt that was still warm in his hands, and tiptoed out of the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw his princess Mao Mao standing on the stone steps with her hips akimbo from a distance, directing the young eunuchs who were lying on the ground below.

"You must find him for me within the time of burning incense, otherwise, I will kill your nine clans!"

This little guy didn't know that he was worth a thousand dollars, so he equated "Zhu Jiuzu" with "beat up".

The little eunuchs below were so frightened that their legs limp and their hands twitched, and they almost scrambled to scatter in all directions, wishing to tear up every inch of the ground, and pull out the person the princess was looking for from the cracks.

"Brother Imperial Physician!" Taiping saw Wu Yi from a distance, and was about to pull him into the game, "Hurry up and help them find it together!"

Wu Yi dared to disobey the princess' "oral order", but this kind of game of betting on his head was too dangerous, and he didn't want to kill the Daming Palace just because of a game of hide-and-seek.

"What is the princess looking for?" He probed first.

Taiping rushed over at a trot and rubbed against his lap affectionately, still looking like a cynical kitten.

"It's the playmate my mother found for me. My mother said that He'er had something to do at home and couldn't enter the palace to play with me, so she found someone else to play with me."

Naturally, companions of the same age are indispensable for the little princess, and usually one or two sensible children from aristocratic families are selected and sent to her side to play games with her.

"Since it's your companion, why don't you stay by your side?" Wu Yi looked around, but didn't see any other children.

Taiping looked around and saw no one around, so he pretended to be mysterious and pulled Wu Yi down, and whispered into his ear: "I'm playing peek-a-boo with him."

Wu Yiqiang held back his laughter, and asked her in a low voice but seriously: "What will happen if you catch him?"

According to the child's naive and ignorant character who doesn't know the size, he might say "Zhu Jiuzu".

This time Taiping's answer was beyond Wu Yi's expectation: "Of course I will share the fruit with him!"

As he said, he quietly took out a fruit stolen from the royal kitchen from his bosom, and handed it to Wu Yi carefully, as if it was not an ordinary fruit, but a rare fruit picked from the peach garden.

"Brother Imperial Physician, I'll give you one too!"

Wu Yi didn't expect Little Taiping to be quite generous, guessing that in the child's eyes, this fruit was already a daughter's treasure, so he hurriedly accepted it solemnly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."

"You can't eat my fruit for nothing." Taiping raised his head, his bright eyes shining brightly, "You have to help me find him, or..."

The corner of Wu Yi's mouth twitched, he already knew what the kid was going to say.

In the eyes of this child, the lives of the nine clans are about the same weight as a piece of pastry.

"Then tell me where the last time you saw him is so that I can find him." Wu Yi hurriedly blocked the last few words from Taiping's mouth, and directly changed the subject, "Maybe he's just waiting there. And you!"

Taiping's eyelashes drooped, and he seriously thought about it: "He and I separated at the gate of the palace. I counted one, two, three behind his back, and then he disappeared."

"Since he disappeared so soon, it means that he didn't go far." Wu Yi tried to analyze it with her in a way that children can understand, "I saw a pair of stone lions at the gate of the palace, and the lion's stomach can hide a child just right. You can’t see it, tell me, will he be there?”

"Brother Imperial Physician, you are smart!" As soon as Wu Yi finished speaking, Taiping seemed to have found the answer, and rushed towards the gate of the palace like the wind.

Wu Yi hastily followed. Now that he is Shen Hanshan's student, he is naturally responsible for taking care of the first princess of the empire.

Before turning out of the palace gate, I heard Taiping's surprised and delighted voice: "Brother Imperial Physician is too powerful, so you are really hiding here!"

Only then did Wu Yi heave a sigh of relief for his head. He looked down and saw a half-person tall child kneeling in front of Taiping, covered in dust from head to toe, with only a pair of bright and moist eyes, just like Yuan's. The two brightest stars plucked from the night sky in Zhouzhou are shining with two pools of crystal eyes.

"...Li Jing?"