Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 177 Go Find That Man For Me

Those who can speak in front of Li Shimin are naturally not ordinary people. This old eunuch is none other than Shi Zhongchen, the number one figure in the Ministry of Internal Affairs!
This Shi Zhongchen is amazing, when Li Shimin launched the Xuanwumen Mutiny, he was the insider in the palace, and the eunuch who led Yu Chigong to Li Yuan was Shi Zhongchen.Because he is very knowledgeable about current affairs, Li Shimin found an excuse and made an exception and rewarded him with a third-rank official rank!
This Shi Zhongchen is extremely domineering, and he says what he says in the palace, but he is an eunuch after all. Others may not be afraid of him, but he is afraid of the emperor. For Li Shimin, it is humility to see a cat with a mouse. Will not do anything else!

After being yelled at by the emperor, Shi Zhongchen almost vomited blood in anxiety, and retreated out of the palace with his butt pouted, staggering down the steps regardless of his age, wanting to find Li Zhi in person.Before he got halfway down, he saw Li Zhi coming from afar.

Holding two pieces of paper in his hands, Li Zhi thought as he walked, "Can I pass the test today, won't I be punished again?"

Shi Zhongchen sat down on the ground, and when Li Zhi came over, he said in a crying voice, "Prince, why did you come here? It's been a long time!"

When Li Zhi saw his appearance, his heart tightened, he stepped forward quickly, and said: "Loyal minister, what's the matter with you? Is it, is it that the father has lost his temper?"

Shi Zhongchen supported the white jade railing, stood up slowly, nodded and said: "The emperor is furious, he slapped the table!"

Cold sweat broke out on Li Zhi's head, and he said in a trembling voice, "Gu...I only delayed for a little while, why did the father lose his temper?"

Shi Zhongchen sighed: "It's not because of His Highness, but because of state affairs. These old slaves don't understand and dare not ask." He looked at Li Zhi. The East Palace waited on him, naturally loved him, and said in a low voice: "Just now the emperor asked what book His Highness is reading, and the old slave said that His Highness is studying Pingze, maybe the Emperor will test you for poetry later!"

Li Zhi snorted, and said, "Test, test my poetry? Me, me, me, I have read a lot of poems these days, but I have no new works..."

Shi Zhongchen gave him a hand, and said: "Your Highness said that he is researching, and there will be a new creation in a few days, and he will delay it for a while, but he is not in a hurry. The old slave will call Chuanshan later, and the emperor is eating. I never speak from time to time, Your Highness can find a chance to leave."

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.No matter how bad-tempered Li Shimin is, he wouldn't scold his son while spouting rice!
Li Zhi wiped his sweat, and slowly walked into the Ganlu Hall.

At this time, Li Shimin's anger was almost gone. He put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and rested his mind. He was always angry and couldn't bear it. The imperial doctors had told him to calm down, otherwise his heart and mouth would hurt even more!

Li Zhi got up from the main hall, knelt down, and said in a low voice: "I pay homage to my father!"

Li Shimin opened his eyes. He didn't like Li Zhi very much. What he liked was another son, but the other son was not born to Empress Changsun, and Changsun Wuji insisted on Li Zhi. Secondly, the establishment of Li Zhi can keep the other brothers safe, but if another son is established, it is not known whether the brothers will kill each other at that time, so Li Shimin established Li Zhi.

Seeing his son, Li Shimin's heart ached again, took a few breaths, tried to calm his voice, and said: "Zhi'er, why did you come here, but you don't feel well?"

Li Zhi hurriedly said: "My son is in good health these days, thank you father for remembering me!"

"Get up and talk, sit next to the father!" Li Shimin pointed to the side of the book case, watched his son come over, and thought in his heart: "It is somewhat similar to the queen's temperament, but it is not quite like me. I will follow my mother and not follow my father." ah!"

When Li Zhi sat down, he wanted to let his son read the memorial, but he thought it was better to forget it. I feel that this is a tricky matter. What idea can he have? Let me live for a few more years and leave everything to him Do it well, let him be a successful king!
Li Shimin said: "I heard from the loyal minister that you have been studying Pingze recently, but what results have you achieved?" After a pause, he said: "Pingze's knowledge, if you study it for a lifetime, you may not have any results, except for cultivating your temperament. , is of no practical use, and you should spend more time on other things in the future, and read "Historical Records" more, it will be good for you!"

Li Zhi nodded and said: "Yes, I respect the teachings of my father!"

"What kind of poems and prose did you make? Read it to my father!" Li Shimin waved his hand at Shi Zhongchen, signaling to Chuanshan. If you have a chance, just let this kid go, and you can't always train him, he's such a big man!

Li Zhi swallowed his saliva, and said: "I don't have any new works, but I got two good poems, and I specially presented them to my father today!"

Li Shimin sighed, as expected he didn't make any poems, this kid, what can I say about him!He leaned back and said: "Then read it to Father!" He closed his eyes again.

Li Zhi thought for a while, his father's expression was not right, he had to find a way to make him happy.He looked at the paper in his hand, changed his position, cleared his throat, and said, "Jiang Shang is a general..."

Li Shimin hummed heavily, thinking: "What kind of poem is this, it's inexplicable!"

"Inoue black cave cage..." Li Zhi read the second sentence.

Li Shimin smiled awkwardly, a picture appeared in his mind, and he thought again: "Although it is a bit inexplicable, it is not bad. I just sketched a picture. Isn't this about fishing in winter!" When he was young, he led the army to fight. He once encountered such a situation. The army was short of food, and the soldiers went to the river to open the ice to catch fish, and they yelled on the river. That was many years ago.

Before Li Shimin recalled the turbulent past, Li Zhi read out the third sentence: "The yellow dog's body is white..."

Li Shimin's eyes opened suddenly, and he said with a smile, "Is it snowing?"

Seeing that his father was happy, Li Zhi also relaxed, and hurriedly said: "That's right, what I'm talking about is the scene when it's snowing!"

"The fourth sentence must be the finishing touch, read it again!" Li Shimin said.

Li Zhi hummed, and said: "The fourth sentence is, the white dog is swollen!"

Hearing this sentence, the smile on Li Shimin's face froze immediately, and he was stunned for a moment, but it was a rare thing that could make him stunned!Suddenly, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty laughed loudly, pointed at the paper in Li Zhi's hand, and said with a smile: "Who wrote this crooked poem? Was it written on purpose to make people laugh?"

Li Zhi put down the paper and laughed too: "When I heard this poem for the first time, I couldn't help laughing too. This poem was written by Wang Ping'an, and it was a style of poetry created by him. It’s called Ping’an Poetry!”

Li Shimin shook his head with a smile, and said: "Ordinary and informal, this can be regarded as informal. Although they are all common slang, they are easy to understand, humorous, and can be regarded as unique. This Wang Ping'an has some poetry writing skills, Well, it should be said that there are some skills."

He thought for a while, and then said, "Wang Ping'an? Who is this person? Why does it sound so familiar?"

He is the emperor, and there are too many important things to deal with every day. How can he remember who Wang Ping'an is, and he has never met him, so the impression is not deep enough!

Li Zhi hurriedly said: "It's Wang Ping'an from Xuzhou, and the emperor even gave him the word "no disease!"

"Oh, I remembered, it turned out to be him!" Li Shimin suddenly said: "If it was him, it would not be that he has some skills, but that he is not small. I remember that he came up with a new method of disaster relief and relieved Xuzhou. The suffering of the catastrophe!"

Looking at Li Zhi, he said again: "This Wang Ping'an is considered a talent, you should cherish it!"

Li Zhi thought to himself: "This Wang Ping'an is my Du Ruhui!" He nodded and said, "Father is right, my son brought him from Xuzhou and let him attend the Double Ninth Festival banquet."

Li Shimin nodded slowly and said nothing.At this moment, news of the imperial meal came up, and Shi Zhongchen directed the little eunuchs to set the table.

Li Shimin said: "You can read the next song again, and then have dinner with your father... Forget it, show it to your father!"
Shi Zhongchen came over lightly and presented a pair of chopsticks to Li Shimin, Li Shimin took it, in fact, this is to say, let's call it a day, don't embarrass your son any more!
Li Zhi held the second piece of paper with both hands and handed it to Li Shimin!

Li Shimin took a look at it, nodded and said: "Chaoci Baidi Caiyunjian. Well, good poetry, not bad! This is a good poem, and it is hundreds of times better than Jiang Shang! Thousands of miles of Jiangling... one day! "

The chopsticks in the other hand of the Emperor Datang slipped silently and fell onto the skirt of his clothes!
Huh, the emperor sat up straight!

Li Shimin held the paper in both hands and read: "The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, the light boat has passed... Ten Thousand Mountains!" After reading four sentences, he was silent!

Li Zhi opened his eyes wide, looked at his father, and thought: "Good poem, good poem, good poem!"

With a slap on the table, the emperor shouted: "Good poetry, good poetry, good poetry!"

The sound is so loud that the whole hall can hear it!
The little eunuchs and maids standing outside couldn't bear it anymore, they all turned their heads and peeked into the hall secretly!
"Early Hair Baidi City" is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation by the poet Li Bai.Later generations love it like a treasure, and call this poem Weeping Ghosts and Gods in Surprise and Storm, and praise it as a tune that comes from God. It is easy to say, but people can't figure it out!
The word "good poetry" has been well-deserved for thousands of years!
Turkic troubles were swept away by this poem at this time, Li Shimin recited this poem again, and after a while, read it a third time!After a while, he finally said: "This Wang Ping'an is so talented, he can write two kinds of good poems with different styles! Loyal minister, hurry up and see Wang Ping'an!"

Li Zhi hurriedly said: "Father, don't worry, these two poems were not written by Wang Ping'an alone, the author of the first one is the author of the latter... I don't know who it is!"

Li Shimin was slightly taken aback, and asked, "I don't know who it is, how could I not know? Then how did you get this poem?"

Li Zhidao: "Yan Liben gave it to my son. He said he got it by accident. It seems that it was written on a restaurant yesterday. There is a painting by Yan Liben on the upper floor!" He told the story again. .

Li Shimin listened, looked at the poem manuscript in his hand, and said: "It's strange that such a thing happened, who is this person, I must find it out!"

(End of this chapter)