Chapter 247: The Little Path Is Crazy
Qin Liuxi looked at the person who came. He saw an old man with gray hair and beard. He was not dressed like a rich man, but was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, and he looked a bit immortal.
His ears are big and thick, his cheekbones are plump and the cheekbones are high, his chin is round, and his forehead has noble bones. This man must have been successful in the officialdom in the past. His surname is Wang, and he is from Qingzhou. Could it be the Prime Minister who retired a few years ago?
I heard that this man was not yet seventy years old when he abdicated, and he was only approved by the three emperors. When he was in office, he was also a virtuous prime minister. He had many disciples. Even after he retired, the emperor still missed him every time. There are also rewards during festivals, which can be said to be extremely holy.
Qin Liuxi looked into his eyes. People who worship the prime minister are indeed shrewd. They give up when they should, but they have fulfilled their future generations and gained the Sacred Heart.
I just don't know if it's because of the illness, my energy and energy are slightly lacking, and my face is pale and my lips are red.
Moreover, just like what Master Qinglan said, he is clean and has no evil spirit on his body.
Qin Liuxi is eager to try.
"Master of the temple." The prince was supported by the servant and came closer. He bowed his hands and said, "I'm going to bother you again."
"Your Majesty, please don't be polite." The master of Qinglan Temple returned the salute, pointed at Qin Liuxi and said, "This is a nephew of mine, a disciple of Qingping Temple in Licheng, Ningzhou. She is very knowledgeable about medicine and strange things. I have a lot of experience, so if you don’t mind, how about asking her to hold your pulse? No, this is the good old man I told you.”
"Old Prime Minister." Qin Liuxi cupped his hands and made a salute.
When Wang Yanzheng, also known as the prince, heard this title, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What the master can bring is not that mediocre person. I have old bones and don't mind. The most important thing is my disease." Now that it’s cured, I don’t want to see ghosts every day again.”
He said, with a hint of helplessness and annoyance in his eyes.
Anyone who suffers from an unknown illness and cannot recover will be upset. If the illness is bad for a day, the spirit will not be good. Over time, life will be lost.
Although he has retired, he still wants to live longer. Otherwise, what is the reason why he has been asking about health care all these years? It is naturally for the prosperity and decline of the family.
So, as long as the disease can be cured, it doesn’t matter who comes to treat it?
"But before that, the two doors you mentioned are open, which is not conducive to unity?" the prince said, pointing to the two doors.
Qin Liuxi nodded: "One wall opens two doors, and the doors are full of quarrels and quarrels, which is naturally not conducive to unity."
The prince didn't care much about the affairs of the back house, but he also knew that women always have disputes. He was most afraid of blowing each other's pillows and instigating the feelings between brothers, so he said to the prince: "Have someone seal it up and don't use it anymore." ”
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"Come on, let's drink tea inside." The prince said with a smile.
The group went to the palace where the prince lived and sat down in the west wing where guests were entertained. After drinking two sips of tea, Temple Master Qinglan said: "It's too long and it's noon, why don't you check your pulse first?"
Qin Liuxi nodded and said, "Besides, I also want to see the prescriptions I prescribed before."
The prince glanced at Steward Wang, who bowed and stepped back to get it.
Qin Liuxi did not bring his own medicine box when he came to the west, but he brought the silver needle with him. The Wang family had medicine pillows and pen sharpeners. The boys were all busy and got the small medicine pillows. on the table.
"Old Prime Minister, please."
The prince smiled and said: "Everyone, please step back. You can follow Qinglan Temple Master and call the prince together."
"Prince." Qin Liuxi stopped talking and pressed his fingers on his wrist.
The pulses in both hands were slippery, her face remained calm, and she asked the prince to open her mouth again. Her tongue was thick and white with tooth marks, and her spleen was deficient and phlegm-damp.
Qin Liuxi took back his hand and asked with a smile: "The prince likes wine."
The prince was stunned and said: "How do you know?"
He also raised his arms and sniffed his clothes. It was still early and he hadn't drank. Could it smell like alcohol?
"I don't have any clothes, but my breath is there. Did you drink yesterday? There is still a faint smell of alcohol left." Qin Liuxi said: "I drink all the time, and my body has more or less the smell of alcohol, just like smoking. It smells like cigarettes. I smoke this all the time and smell of cigarettes. And when I walked in, I happened to see a waiter carrying wine and said it was from your favorite wine shop. "
Temple Master Qinglan was surprised that he even noticed this.
"Then my illness is related to this?"
At that time, Manager Wang had already handed over the prescription.
Qin Liuxi took it, turned it over, and said, "Your illness is indeed related to alcohol. You are addicted to alcohol, so you must have a drink every day."
"This is indeed the case." The prince smiled and said: "After I returned to my old home to recuperate, I asked about health preservation and wine. I must have a drink at lunch every day, and the same is true for dinner. There are not many old people. It’s just a pastime, that’s it.”
"You need to maintain your health, but you can't indulge in alcohol every day. You can have a small drink, but you can't drink too much." Qin Liuxi said: "Alcohol can generate dampness, and dampness helps to generate fire. The combination of fire and dampness produces phlegm, and phlegm confuses the mind. , isn’t it like hell?”
"This, is there such a thing?" Several people were stunned.
Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "Uncle Qinglan must have told you that your house is clean and quiet, and there are no evil spirits causing trouble. My lord, you have been in power for many years, and you have a sense of righteousness, so evil people do not dare to approach easily." . The so-called seeing ghosts is nothing more than hysteria caused by phlegm in the mind."
In a word, you are drunk and hallucinating!
The prince was silent for a while, then laughed and said, "That's the truth. Master, what do you think?"
Temple Master Qinglan looked at Qin Liuxi: "I didn't expect the wine to be involved, so in your opinion, how to treat it?"
"You have also prescribed a prescription for phlegm-relieving and wind-clearing treatment, but it is ineffective because the symptoms are not completely correct, and he did not follow the doctor's advice." Qin Liuxi looked at Wang Gong with a little dissatisfaction: "If you want to get well, you can't be willful. If you take a sip of wine while taking medicine, no matter how many good medicines you take, it will be ineffective."
She took out a prescription separately, which was prescribed by the master of Qinglan Temple.
"The master didn't say it, how do you know that this prescription was prescribed by him?" Wang Gong was accused by Qin Liuxi, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he was curious about how she knew that the prescription was prescribed by the master of Qinglan Temple.
Qin Liuxi said: "I have seen calligraphy in his Taoist temple, so I can naturally tell which one is his handwriting."
Wang Gong stroked his beard and said: "You have a good eye."
"Tell me, how should this prescription be prescribed?" The master of Qinglan Temple also laughed.
Qin Liuxi said nothing more. She took a pen and paper and wrote as she wrote: "Take tangerine peel and Fritillaria, Radix Trichosanthis, dried calamus, yellow water chestnut, and Radix Ophiopogonis... boil three bowls of water into one bowl."
She wrote very quickly and had written a prescription in a moment. She showed it to the Qinglan Temple Master first, then looked at Wang Gong and said: "Take it according to this prescription. Two doses can eliminate hysteria. I will give you acupuncture to guide dampness and calm fire, dispel wind and resolve phlegm. After that, take two more doses of this prescription and you will be back to normal." Then she changed her tone: "But, you cannot drink alcohol during the period of taking the decoction. Even a small drink is not allowed. Is it possible?"
This tough attitude made Wang Guanshi and the servants beside Wang Gong gasp and subconsciously look at their own old man. Even his most beloved grandson did not dare to be so tough and presumptuous in front of him. How could this little Taoist be so arrogant?