This time, Li Chongjiu and Li Sanniang were badly injured in the hematemesis bed. Of course, Xue Shenfu didn’t call back from outside, but Li Hu took out a life-saving pill that Xue Shenfu gave him to Li Chongjiu, which saved Li Chongjiu’s life.
Li Chongjiu saw that Xue Imperial Doctor was taking Li Hu’s pulse and saw that he frowned and kept holding his jaw beard.
After half a ring of meditation, Xue imperial doctor said, "When you are in charge, your illness is that people hurt their lungs when they start work, but it is difficult to eradicate it because of years of bad aftercare. The three life-saving pills I left you at the beginning are temporary solutions but not temporary solutions."
Speaking of which, Xue imperial doctor took a glance at Li Chongjiu and continued, "This pill is not easy to make, so it needs to be adopted. Although it doesn’t say that it can live and die, it can also keep three souls and seven souls for a while."
"When I was poor for three years, I made ten pills at the same time, and the last three pills I left were given to everyone for your illness. You gave all three pills to Xiao Jiu, so I could suffer on my own and greatly shorten my life when I was ill." Li Hu also saw Li Chongjiu and quickly said, "Xue Shenji, my body is not yet at this point. In recent years, I have not been close to women, and it is also much better."
Xue imperial doctor kept shaking his head and said, "I have the ability to become a monk in addition to my temple … I’m afraid I can … Well, I’ll try my best."
Li Chongjiu heard that his heart was white. He was badly beaten and saved his life.
Li Hu gave Li Chongjiu three pills that should prolong his life.
Li Chongjiu didn’t say anything when he first asked the two people to say "Father Xue is a wonderful doctor"
Li Huxiao nodded and Xue imperial doctor is gently hum a turned away.
When Li Hu saw this situation, he quickly said, "Third brother hasn’t eaten on the mountain road all day. Come and eat mutton together."
Li Chongjiu went to fetch two pairs of bowls and chopsticks to burn Wang Mahan Hun’s family a big crock for himself, and put it on the table. Suddenly, Dangshen ginger slices mixed with mutton taste four elegant and came out. Wang Mahan Hun’s family was indeed a good cook, and the soup noodles were covered with a layer of golden ointment, while the mutton stew was fragrant but not bad.
Cried Xue imperial doctor couldn’t help but also forgot to give Li Chongjiu a look and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, Codonopsis pilosula belongs to the spleen, and lung meridian tonifies the middle energizer. Although it is not very helpful for your father’s illness, it is beneficial to eat."
When Li Chongjiu brought two bowls of Xue imperial doctor to Li Huxue respectively, he was full of praise. After eating a bowl of mutton soup, his face was slightly rosy, and Li Hu was very pregnant with the delicious mutton, mainly because Li Chongjiu was filial, so he was even more happy
Li Chongjiu looked at Li Hu’s face. He didn’t know that Li Hu’s illness had been deposited for several years. In addition to Xue Imperial Physician, he also’ invited’ many nearby famous doctors to treat him, but he was helpless. Li Chongjiu was angry with Xue Imperial Physician for himself. In recent years, Xue Imperial Physician has been traveling through Mobei Liaodong to find some medicinal materials to help Li Hu cure his ills. However, this matter has not been done, but it has given Li Chongjiu a first step to ruin life-saving drugs.
Li Chongjiu said, "Dr. Xue, did you just say that a monk in the Buddhist temple might be able to cure my father’s stubborn illness?" Note 1: The word’ beauty’ is interpreted as "the big sheep makes the beauty".
Ps today revised the front for one day and adjusted some details. I am interested to see it after reading the front.
But in general, the drama remains unchanged and can be read smoothly.
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Chapter 9 windfall
Xue imperial doctor took a look at Li Chongjiu and touched the forehead goat and said, "You have a sharp ear."
"It’s true that my father’s medical skill is that he became a monk after he was granted it, and there may be other famous doctors who can cure the ills of the big family, but there is only one person I know."
Li Hu listened to the speech and said, "Third brother, I don’t think it’s right. Your father’s medical skill was granted by him. I’m afraid he is ninety years old and already dead."
Xue imperial doctor shook his head and smiled. "Although he gave my father medical skills, he was not very old. According to his father, he learned a set of health-keeping exercises and his body must be healthy."
Li Chongjiu said, "Xue Imperial Doctor, in this case, I’ll go to Kongzhong Temple, and I’ll invite this monk to cure my father’s stubborn illness in any way."
Xue imperial doctor nodded and smiled. "I didn’t expect you to be filial when you were in charge less."
"But if there is such a way, I don’t know how to go. A few years ago, I asked someone to inquire about the whereabouts of this eminent monk, but I heard that he had gone to travel. This delayed me. I have sent someone to tell the monks in the temple to report to me immediately if there is any news about him."
Li Chongjiu listened to it and had a dispute at heart.
As the saying goes, the prosperous times believe in the emperor and the immortals in troubled times.
Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, Buddhism has flourished after the extinction of Buddhism in the Northeast Wei and Northern Zhou Dynasties.
When Emperor Wendi of the Sui Dynasty was a Buddhist, he eventually prospered.
Li Chongjiu, Emperor Wendi of Sui Dynasty, worshiped Buddha, but he knew something about it. It’s strange that he didn’t know about the name of Conglu Temple at the moment.
There is a source of interpretation near Luoyang, which claims that the White Horse Temple was built in each of the five mountain resorts after Emperor Wendi ascended the throne. Dashanxing Temple in Daxing City is famous all over the world.
It’s so hard to remember the name of Huzhong Temple that Li Chongjiu has never heard of it at the moment.
Xue Shen-yi caressed his beard and said, "The word" I "comes from the Book of Songs, but I miss my parents in filial piety."
"Does the temple want to get such a famous story?" Li Hu asked.
Xue imperial doctor laughed, "I know a little about this. When Emperor Wu of Zhou asked for weapons in the pagoda temple and soldiers destroyed the Buddha in the name of monks, the queen could not bear to dissuade her from being evil. At that time, Emperor Wu of Zhou wanted to marry the Turkic Khan woman Ashna, and she wanted to abolish the queen. However, she had to be a monk after Emperor Wu of Zhou promised."
"After the sudden death of Emperor Wudi, he acceded to the throne. Xuan Di Xuan Di felt grateful for his mother’s kindness and named him a monk temple to show filial piety."
Li Chongjiu didn’t expect this allusion after listening to it, but he still heard about the so-called "three martial arts and one case" of historical Buddhists.
At this time, Xue imperial doctor turned to say, "But a few years ago, the first emperor changed the name from the Qin Temple to the Shaolin Temple."
"Shaolin Temple?" Li Chongjiu can’t help but lose something.
"Have you ever heard of being less in charge?" Xue imperial doctor did not care at all that "Shaolin Temple is not a famous temple, but it also has a thin name."
Li Chongjiu shook his head and composed himself.
Although the modern Shaolin Temple has become commercialized in his eyes, he has lost a lot of details at the beginning, but at this time no one can imagine that the fame of Shaolin Temple in later generations has actually surpassed that of that time, a temple did not ask for all kinds of martial arts novels.
The thirteen stick monks of Dharma Huike, Deputy Daoyu, are all past figures.
Wait, thirteen stick monks save the Tang king.
Li Chongjiu’s body shook. Isn’t that what history is going to play? Thought of this, Li Chongjiu’s eyes should be slightly condensed. If he wants to learn ancient martial arts, Shaolin Temple may be a good way.
While Xue imperial doctor Li Hu is still talking carefully, but I don’t know that Li Chongjiu has a new plan at the moment.
The next morning, the mist in the mountains of Qiqianzhai has been removed from the wet clothes and soaked with sweat.
Li Chongjiu’s eyes are fixed on the hillside in the dense forest. A muntjac is the best jumping animal, and it is as difficult to hunt as a goat for deep mountain hunters.
Li Chongjiu has hunted this animal several times in the past ten days, but they have cleverly avoided it. Today, Li Chongjiu touches this muntjac again.
Li Chongjiu, the muntjac, knew that there was a white spot next to the big tears’ nest. He missed twice before shooting. Because the horse was going to prepare for the winter, the muntjac hair was very good and the black oil was obviously very moist on weekdays.
Suede wool is always waiting for goods. Li Chongjiu speculated that if this suede wool was bought, it could be exchanged for at least 150 pieces of meat. If it was replaced with a new emperor’s white money, there would be more copper fingers at the bottom of the hand, and Li Chongjiu gently buckled the bowstring without rashly taking an arrow.
He is not the only one who hunts in the mountains, and there are also many jackals. This muntjac must be very alert if she lives so well. The first two hunting failures taught him the best lesson.
Now Li Chongjiu is silently breathing gently in the bushes, even ignoring the bite of the mountain worm, and he is as motionless as a rock, waiting for an opportunity.
The real hunter in the mountains is not the best archery but the best patience, which is also a natural game of one person.
Gradually, I slowly went over and ate several clumps of leaves and saw that the muntjac’s belly bulged slightly, but the muntjac’s greedy appetite kept it eating.