Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 224 I finally found the person who proposed the poem in the restaurant

Han also left, and Wang Pingan began to see a doctor for the people behind him, and the people in the queue were still talking and laughing about what happened just now, especially about the method of using red beans to treat lovesickness, and they all commented deeply. Discuss why it is red beans, not mung beans.

At this time, Han didn't dare to waste any time. He left the Inspiration Temple, jumped on his horse, and rushed all the way back to the Ma Mansion. After asking the concierge, he found out that Ma Qianli had already gone to the Yamen.He hesitated at the door, feeling that if he told Mrs. Ma about this in advance, he might not be able to solve any problems.So, he got on his horse again and rushed to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

Not long after, Han also rushed to the Ministry of Rites, but after inquiring again, he learned that his master was not in the Ministry of Rites. After midnight in the morning, he went to Chengtianmen with the brigade.This time, all the ministries have officials promoted, and today they are going to have an audience with the emperor, thank God, Ma Qianli is naturally among them, so he is not in the Ministry of Rites.

Han was also sweating from anxiety, what a coincidence, Chengtian Gate is a place where ordinary people can go, it is the main gate of the imperial palace!But as a servant, he must do what the master specially ordered!

To go to Chengtianmen, he didn't have the guts to run a horse on Chengtian Street, so he dismounted and walked towards Chengtianmen.After walking for a long time, I finally arrived at Chengtian Gate.

Chengtianmen is the main entrance of the imperial palace, where ministers wait before going to court.There are a lot of people waiting to be interviewed in front of Chengtian Gate today, there are a total of two hundred people, some are civil and military, old and young.

Han also bit the bullet and approached the small square in front of the door. He knew the rules, so he didn't run over to find someone, but first found a soldier on guard, and asked with a smile: "This brother, This is the family of Ma Qianli, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites, and I need to find him in an urgent matter, can you call him for me?"

The soldier glanced at him, didn't speak, but shook his head. He was on guard duty, how could he leave his post without authorization, and went to call someone for Han.

Han Ye asked again: "Then can I go over and have a word with my master?"

The soldier still didn't answer, an officer came over and asked: "What's the matter, who are you, what are you talking about here, don't you know this is a forbidden area?"

Han also hurriedly repeated what he said to the soldiers just now.The officer snorted, and said: "So you are Lord Ma's family. Since there is an urgent matter at home, I will take you to see him. He has been promoted this time, but he is standing in the first row!"

The officer smiled and waved at Han Ye, who quickly followed.As the officer led him to the palace gate, he said in a low voice: "If it were someone else, I would definitely not bring him here. This is a taboo thing, and you don't even think about it. It's important things in the palace." , or are things at home more important?"

Han also accompanied him carefully and said: "Of course, the affairs in the palace are important. No matter how big the world's affairs are, they can't be as big as heaven!"

The officer smiled and said: "Yes, you are right. The emperor is the sky, and his old man's affairs are naturally the most important. I am lenient today, and you must remember to thank me!"

Han also hurriedly reached into his arms, wanting to take out the money.But the officer patted his hand to signal no, and said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, my son will take the scientific examination next year, but I don't have any friendship with your master. You can introduce him later. Let me make friends with your master, what do you think?"

Han also felt overjoyed immediately, no wonder this officer is so talkative, he originally wanted to curry favor with my master, it seems that it is good to be a big official, with power in his hand, there are countless people to curry favor with him. The fawning came to the gate of the palace!
He hurriedly lowered his voice, and said: "Of course, my master has always liked heroes like the general, so he made friends!"

The officer smiled, and brought Han Ye to the front row of the officials, in front of Ma Qianli.

Ma Qianli suddenly saw that Han was also coming, and he was overjoyed that he found out the news so quickly and came back.It is estimated that the emperor will have to wait for a long time to summon him, so there is no need to worry.When Han also came over, he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, what's his expression?"

It was a matter that could be solved with a single sentence, but Han Ye couldn't answer it, so he could only say with a bitter face: "It's too detailed, I'll talk to the master when I get home, but there is a cure for Miss's illness." As he spoke, he took out the piece of paper in his arms and handed it to Ma Qianli.

Seeing that Han also took out a piece of paper from his pocket, the officer's interest immediately came, and he stretched his neck and leaned over to watch it.The officials next to them were also very curious, and they all came over one after another. Anyway, everyone was waiting at the door, and there was nothing left and right. Something happened to Ma Langzhong's family. Everyone is a newly promoted official. There will be many places to support each other in the future , just take this opportunity to care about each other.

An official read: "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring... Well, this is a poem about lovesickness. Why does Mr. Ma have a crush on someone? Can you tell me?"

Hearing the jokes from his colleagues, Ma Qianli said while reading the poem: "This is not a poem, it's a prescription to cure... cure that..." It's really hard to answer.

The officer smiled and said, "Is it lovesickness that won't be cured?"

Suddenly I heard someone talking from behind: "Can lovesickness be cured, and there is a prescription to prescribe?" The voice is very special, a bit like a duck's voice.

The officials immediately raised their heads, and saw a person standing outside the crowd, it was actually Shi Zhongchen, chief executive of the inner court!The officials hurriedly saluted together, and said, "See you, Chief Manager!"

Although Shi Zhongchen was an eunuch, he was of high rank, and his rank was higher than all the newly promoted officials present.Seeing the officials saluting, Shi Zhongchen waved his hands with a smile and said: "Forget it, today is a day of great joy for all the adults, there is no need to be more polite."

He came out to preach the decree. The emperor Li Shimin was discussing matters with his eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling in the palace. He was afraid that the discussion would not be finished for a while, so Li Shimin sent him out to tell the officials not to wait and go back to their respective offices. Yamen, so as not to delay the official business.

As soon as Shi Zhongchen came out, he saw a small group of officials gathered together. He didn't know what they were doing, so he came over to check, and when he heard about lovesickness, he asked casually.

The officer knew that Shi Zhongchen always went to the Ministry of Rites these days, and he especially liked to read poems. Now that he had the opportunity, there was no reason not to hurry up and flatter him.

He stammered and said to Shi Zhongchen: "Chief Manager, Ma Lang has got a good poem, and everyone is commenting on it, but he said it is a cure for lovesickness. We are wondering. It just so happens that you are here, why don't you come too?" Look, is this a poem or a prescription?"

Shi Zhongchen said with a smile: "Do you have any poems? Hurry up and show them to our family. Our family likes to read poems the most!"

Ma Qianli had no choice but to hold the poem draft in both hands and hand it over to Shi Zhongchen.Shi Zhongchen only glanced at the poem manuscript with his eyes, and was immediately stunned. He hadn't read what the poem said, but he was very familiar with the handwriting of the poem. He is confused!
A few days ago, the emperor asked him to find the person who proposed the poem in the restaurant. In order not to leak the news, Shi Zhongchen hurriedly painted the poem, and then went to the Ministry of Rites to inquire. When I found the person who wrote the poem, I couldn't check the handwriting at all.For this matter, he went to Qujiang Pond to find someone, but he was allergic to pollen!
He has never been able to handle the matter of finding someone. Fortunately, the emperor has been overwhelmed by the Turkic civil strife in recent days, and has no time to pursue trivial matters such as writing poems.But he didn't do it well, he just didn't do it well, and he was still hanging in his heart, deeply afraid that the emperor would have a whim and ask about it someday!
Today, as soon as he received the poem manuscript, his heart jumped wildly. After checking it, it was this handwriting, absolutely correct!
Shi Zhongchen asked anxiously: "Who wrote this poem, and where did you get it? Lord Ma, you can't write this poem, right? Let's see your appearance..." No matter how anxious he was, if he shouldn't say anything, he would Didn't say it, the second half is: Your appearance is not wretched, and you don't have the slightest sense of being a rat!
Ma Qianli thought to himself: "How could it be that I wrote it? I think he is confused. If I wrote it, how can I get the word!" , but... it was written by a scholar who came to Beijing to rush for the exam!" He still had a little luck in his heart, and wanted to hide this matter, after all, it involved his daughter's privacy.

However, Shi Zhongchen's eyes lit up, the scholar rushing for the exam, it seems that he found the right one, it is very likely that it is that person!He asked: "Who actually wrote this poem, Mr. Ma, tell our family quickly!"

Now I can't hide it anymore, no matter how embarrassing I have to say it!Ma Qianli bit his bullet and said, "It was written by Wang Ping'an of Xuzhou, and he is currently staying at the Inspiration Temple."

Shi Zhongchen was taken aback, and murmured: "Wang Pingan, but the Wang Pingan that the crown prince summoned to Beijing?" He knew this Wang Pingan, wasn't he the one who wrote about the yellow dog and the white dog, and made the emperor laugh!

Ma Qianli became even more stubborn, so he had no choice but to say: "This... the lower official didn't go to check it himself, but I can't be sure if there is someone with the same name!"

Shi Zhongchen said loudly: "Wang Pingan, who wrote the poem, knows medical skills? Ah, you said that this poem is a prescription. Could it be that it is really a prescription?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide, Ma Qianli could only say: "Yes, this Wang Ping'an's medical skills are extremely high. He once defeated the Imperial Medical Office and is known as the number one medical skill in Chang'an!"

Shi Zhongchen smiled, that was this person, Wang Ping'an was very skilled in medicine, it was because of this ability that His Royal Highness was called into Chang'an!

He looked at the poem manuscript in his hand, and he wanted to go back to the palace to report it to the emperor, but he was afraid of making a mistake. Just to be on the safe side, he said: "Is this a poem or a prescription? Our family will read it out for everyone to listen to, and you can come and judge it too." Review!"

There were more than two hundred officials at the gate of the palace, and all of them were upstarts. Naturally, they were all educated. Listening to the words of the loyal ministers, they hurriedly surrounded them.

Shi Zhongchen cleared his throat and read: "Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring..."

After only reading a few sentences, some officials said, "It's a poem, how could this be a prescription!"

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick." After reading the poem, Shi Zhongchen asked: "Everyone tell me, how is this poem written?" As soon as he finished reading, he knew that it was definitely not a prescription, but a good poem.

How can officials be ignorant? One official said with a smile: "The feeling of lovesickness is shared by everyone. The beauty of this poem lies in entrusting red beans, sending lovesickness, and symbolizing comparison. This is the best way to write poetry, and this poem is even more A masterpiece that can be handed down forever!"

The other officials also nodded, unanimously praised the beauty of this poem, it is an absolutely good poem, and there is no problem in passing it down to future generations!

Shi Zhongchen laughed, flicked the poem draft with his fingers, and thought: "Finally I found it, Wang Ping'an, this time I'll see where you are going!"

(End of this chapter)