Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 65 Goodbye Taiping

"Uncle Zhi was greedy and arrogant, so Han and Wei lost him instead."

Wu Yi lowered his eyes and finished reading the last column of words in front of him. The "Zuo Shi Chunqiu Biography" in his hand had been turned upside down, and the long history of more than 200 years was heavy in the palm of his hand, which made his heart a little heavy.

How many people's ups and downs have been reduced to a simple posthumous title, how many stories of ups and downs have been reduced to a few simple sentences, history is too hasty to leave a single ink point for ordinary people , and the names engraved on it were blown away by the rain and wind, and finally dried into lifelike corpses in the pages of the book.

Even Li Hong, the current prince with a reputation for benevolence and kindness, only earned a few words of praise in the history books, and the illnesses and pains he had suffered were simply summed up by the word "violent death".

People who read books are full of emotions, but people who listen to books don't know how to feel. Wu Yi raised his eyes and glanced over. Li Hong was leaning on the bed, his eyes half-opened, and his eyes turned slightly, as if he was listening quietly, but also as if he was listening quietly. Think silently.

After a while, he asked as if waking up, "Why didn't you read it?"

Wu Yi secretly looked at his face, and saw that he was in good spirits today, so he felt relieved: "I have finished reading it. Ai Gong has read it for 27 years, and it is over."

"It's over?" Li Hongwei was stunned, his eyes fell on Wu Yi's slightly tired eyes, and he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Yes, it's over."

Wu Yi hurriedly fell to his knees with a bang: "The minister made a slip of the tongue."

"You didn't make a mistake, cough cough..." Li Hong even coughed much less forcefully, his five fingers were weakly holding the corner of the curtain, and slowly pulled down the curtain as if he wanted to wave his hand.

Wu Yi knew that Li Hong didn't want his sickness to infect others, and he didn't dare to come forward to help, so he had to speak some outside words to relieve him through a thin gauze curtain.

"Yesterday, I received a letter from the princess, saying that she misses you very much, and asked why you haven't returned to Chang'an. She also said that if you don't go back, she and Jing'er He'er will sneak to see you."

Li Hong coughed, and his heaving chest calmed down. Thinking of the child who had reached the age of ten, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This child has always caused troubles. When you and Dr. Shen return to Chang'an, we must be good." It’s good to keep her under control.”

The smile in the words fell into Wu Yi's ears through the light green tulle embroidered with new willows, but Wu Yi couldn't laugh.

The young man behind the curtain has always been keen to see and understand things. He knew that there would be no turning back in this line of work, but he didn't know whether he was happy or sad when he raised his eyes to look at Chang'an?

"Since you've finished reading it, let's change to another one." Li Hong said calmly, "Come tomorrow and bring a copy of "Book of the Later Han Dynasty". listen."

Li Hong's words were like a lightly thrown stone, causing invisible ripples in Wu Yi's heart.

"Book of the Later Han Dynasty" mostly talks about the dictatorship of foreign relatives and the story of the empress dowager coming to court. Naturally, it is the kind of "inhumane and unrighteous" books that Li Hong didn't like to listen to when he was a child. Now Li Hong wants to listen to these books over and over again. I don't know. Do you want to comfort yourself with the helplessness of the ancients, or use the historian's sharp eyes to see your mother clearly.

Just as she was about to say goodbye, she faintly heard a crisp sound from Yuhuan's touch. Looking back, Mrs. Pei led two maidservants, and brought a few plates of pastries that seemed light to eat, as if they were going to give them to Li Hong.

Seeing that Wu Yi was still holding a book inside, she stopped at the door tactfully, took the plate from the handmaid's hand, waved the two people behind her back, and opened her mouth cautiously: "Your Highness, I heard Dr. It is also a good medicinal herb that promotes body fluids and moistens dryness, clears away heat and resolves phlegm, and is very beneficial to your condition. I thought that pear blossoms are bitter when used as medicine, but their light and delicious taste is ruined, so I made some pear blossom cakes. Would you like to have a taste? ?”

This pear flower cake was the one she often made in her boudoir when she was not out of the pavilion, and it was the most handy cake. Wu Yi glanced at the plate in her hand, and saw that the pieces of cakes were exquisitely and cutely built, and there were a few hairpins sticking to them. The dewy fresh pear blossoms are breathtaking at first glance.

Pei's painstaking efforts were placed on this small dessert, even Wu Yi was a little moved when he watched it, but Li Hong seemed not interested, he didn't even lift the curtain to take a look.

"Thank you for your hard work." He said lightly, "But I never like sweets, so you can share them with Dr. Shen."

Naturally, Mrs. Pei had inquired about Li Hong's taste early on. He had never heard that he didn't eat sweets. This sentence was clearly a perfunctory attempt on her part.

Pei's throat choked, she didn't know what to answer, she got up early in the fourth watch, and picked fresh pear blossoms from the tree, personally doing every process, although it was only a small plate of pastries, but He also worked hard, just to make Li Hong frown.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even look at it, and rewarded Shen Hanshan and other imperial physicians, which meant that he didn't take her seriously.

She is more or less the daughter of the concubine who was spoiled and raised by the Pei family. She has never received such a cold reception. She put the plate on the table, gouged out Wu Yi's eyes with tears in her eyes, and then trotted away.

"...Going so fast." Li Hong smiled lightly as if joking, "You can eat it with Dr. Shen."

Wu Yi couldn't help but twitched his lips. Your little wife worked so hard to please you, and you just rewarded the two accompanying imperial physicians. Didn't this slap the princess in the face and chill her heart?

As if hearing the silent question in Wu Yi's mind, Li Hong smiled softly, as if talking about something outside his body: "Women's procrastination, you can't get rid of it. I'm a sick person, why bother to waste her wonderful years."

Wu Yi understood the meaning of these words. Tang Feng was open-minded. Even the current queen was once the concubine of the late emperor. It is really not a big deal for a crown princess to remarry after her husband passed away.

Li Hongwei was afraid that she would be so affectionate that she would not remarry, so he deliberately stimulated her with a cold attitude, which made her die of his heart.

Thinking of Li Hong's words just now, Wu Yi couldn't help but feel sad. The young man behind the curtain obviously knew that his death was approaching, and he was already doing his best to arrange the affairs behind him, and he didn't want his death to involve more people's hearts. .

And the only thing he can do is to be by his side, so that the last part of his life will not be so lonely.

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Spring flowers fall, summer wind rises again, followed by autumn leaves and winter snow.

I don't know if it's Wu Yi's illusion, but I always feel that time is like a handful of water that can't be held, passing silently and quickly through the fingers.

Li Hong stayed in Luoyang for three years, and even Shen Hanshan and Wu Yi accompanied him for three years. Except for going back to Chang'an every year to take the year-end exam, Wu Yi stayed in Luoyang almost day and night.

And the second year of Shangyuan, a year he had avoided for a long time, just followed the track of history and silently entered Li Hong's life.

Wu Yi himself can't remember how many history books he has read. Most of the time, he just stood outside the curtain, reading the books in his hand word by word, while Li Hong lay silently behind the curtain. , I wonder if there is a smile on his face.

The spring breeze, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, blew into the room silently through the set-up window, mixed with the faint bitter smell of medicine that had enveloped the room for many years, and blew on Wu Yi's untied forehead hair , raised a mild itch.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his forehead, and the recitation in his mouth also paused.

"Okay, don't read." Li Hong saw this scene from the curtain lifted by the breeze, with a smile on his face, "I heard that the Holy Majesty and the Empress will arrive at the palace soon after they traveled to Luoyang. Taiping also followed."

When it came to the word "Taiping", Li Hong's heart became softer: "I haven't seen you in three years, Taiping must have grown taller. When you went to Chang'an last time, was she still mischievous?"

Wu Yi put down the scroll in his hand, and said with a smile: "The princess has reached the height of the minister's shoulders, and she is also reading. Now she can even recite "Nv Zhe" verbatim, she has grown up a lot. .”

"The good memorization of "Rules for Women" just shows that she is still naughty, so she has been punished more." Li Hong talked about this little girl who grew up under the watchful eye, and she was quite energetic, "I really want to see her again now. It's a pity that I can't choose her son-in-law personally... I heard that Li Jing also came with her, and I haven't taken care of him all these years, so I feel sorry for the fourth brother."

The "fourth brother" that Li Hong talked about was naturally Li Sujie, the king of Poyang County. After Zhang Qiren's case, Li Sujie resumed correspondence with Wu Yi, and the two of them communicated diligently.

The East Palace Party was weak, and even he was having a hard time in Yuanzhou. However, he seldom mentioned the suffering he suffered in his letters, but he always cared about Li Hong's condition. Hiro was grateful for his kindness and gratitude.

The icing on the cake is the icing on the cake for everyone, and sending charcoal in the snow is the most rare thing. Li Hong once took care of him, and Li Sujie never forgot. Although he can't do anything now, this kind of concern sent from thousands of miles away is extremely rare in the lonely palace up.

While the two were chatting, they heard a burst of brisk footsteps rushing towards them like the wind, followed by the helpless voice of the eunuch Wang Juan.

"Princess, please slow down, princess, princess!"

The two of them took a closer look, and saw that a half-sized woman had stumbled into the door, her skirt was twisted in a mess, and she flew in like a bird with messy feathers.

"Brother Hong!"