Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Qin Liuxi looked at the person who came, an old man with gray hair and beard, not dressed like a rich man, but wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with a somewhat fairy-like appearance.

His ears are big and thick, his cheekbones are plump with raised cheekbones, his chin is round, and his forehead is bony. This man must have been a man of high official status in the past. His surname is Wang, and he is also from Qingzhou. Could it be Wang Xiang who retired a few years ago?

I heard that this man was not in his seventies when he abdicated, and he was only approved by the third minister. When he was in office, he was also called a virtuous prime minister, and his students were unknown. There are also rewards during festivals, which can be said to be extremely sacred.

Qin Liuxi and his eyes looked at each other, and those who worshiped each other in their hearts were indeed shrewd. If they give up, they give up, and they help future generations, and they get the Sacred Heart.

I just don't know if it's because of the illness, but my energy is slightly lacking, and my face is blue and white, but my lips are red.

Moreover, as Master Qinglan said, he is clean and free from evil spirits.

Qin Liuxi is eager to try.

"Monastery Master." The prince approached with the help of the servant, and bowed his hands: "I'm going to bother you again."

"My lord, don't be polite." The Master Qinglan bowed back, pointed at Qin Liuxi and said, "This is my nephew, and she is a disciple of Qingping Temple in Licheng, Ningzhou. I have a lot of experience, so I thought if you don’t mind, how about letting her help your pulse? Don’t ask, this is the old good man I mentioned.”

"Old Prime Minister." Qin Liuxi cupped his hands and made a salute.

Wang Yanzheng, the prince, raised his eyebrows when he heard this title, and said with a smile: "What the Lord can bring is not a mediocre person. I don't care about my old bones. The most important thing is my disease." It’s cured, and I don’t want to see ghosts every day.”

He said, with a trace of helplessness and irritability in his eyes.

Whoever suffers from an unknown illness and cannot recover will feel annoyed. If the illness is not good for a day, the spirit will not be good, and if it accumulates over time, it will definitely lose life.

Although he has retired, he wants to live longer, otherwise he has been asking about health preservation all these years, what is it for? Naturally, it is for the prosperity and decline of the family.

So, as long as the disease can be cured, who cares who will come to see 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, the doors are full of tongues, easy to quarrel, which is not conducive to unity."

The prince doesn't care much about the affairs of the back house, but he also knows that there are always women's rights and wrongs. He is most afraid of blowing pillows on each other and provoking the feelings between brothers, so he said to Wang Guanshi: "Let someone seal it up, and you are not allowed to use it again." gone."

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"Let's go, let's drink tea inside." The prince said with a smile.

A group of people went to the courtyard where the prince lived, sat down in the west wing for guests, and after drinking two sips of tea, Guanzhu Qinglan said: "It's noon after a long delay, why don't you check your pulse first?"

Qin Liuxi nodded, and said: "Besides, I also want to read the scriptures prescribed earlier."

The prince glanced at Guanshi Wang, and the latter bowed and stepped back to take it.

Qin Liuxi did not bring his own medicine box with him this time, but he did bring silver needles with him. The Wang family has medicine pillows, brushes and so on. The boys are all busy, and they brought the small medicine pillow on the table.

"Master, please."

The prince smiled and said: "Everyone back down, you can follow the Lord Qinglan and call the prince."

"Prince." Qin Liuxi stopped talking, and pressed his fingers on his wrist.

The pulse in both hands was slippery, her face was calm, and the prince opened her mouth again, her tongue was thick and white with tooth marks, her spleen was weak and phlegm damp.

Qin Liuxi withdrew his hand and asked with a smile: "The prince likes wine."

The prince was taken aback, and said, "How do you know?"

He also raised his arm and sniffed his clothes. It's still early, and he hasn't drunk alcohol. Does it smell like alcohol?

"I don't have clothes, but I breathe. Did you drink yesterday? There is still a faint smell of alcohol." Qin Liuxi said: "Drinking all the year round, more or less there is a bit of alcohol on your body, just like smoking. Like cigarettes, people who have been smoking this all the year round also smell of cigarettes. And when I entered the door, I happened to see a young man carrying the wine, saying that it was from your favorite wine shop."

The master Qinglan was surprised that he even noticed this.

"Then my illness has something to do with this?"

At that time, Guanshi Wang had already handed over the scriptures.

Qin Liuxi took it and flipped through it, and said, "Your illness is indeed related to alcohol. You are addicted to alcohol, and you must have a drink every day."

"That's true." The prince said with a smile: "After I returned to the old house to take care of myself, I asked about health preservation, and it's good wine. I must have a drink at lunch every day, and dinner is the same. There are not many old people. Just a pastime, that's all."

"It is necessary to keep in good health, but you can't indulge in wine every day. You can drink a little, but you can't overdo it." Qin Liuxi said: "Wine can produce dampness, and dampness can help fire, and the combination of fire and dampness produces phlegm, and phlegm confuses the heart orifices." , don’t you see hell?”

"Here, is there such a saying?" Everyone was taken aback.

Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Uncle Qinglan must have told you that your house is quiet and quiet, and there are no evil spirits. You have been a high-ranking person for many years, and you have a righteous spirit. You dare not approach easily." The so-called ghosts are nothing more than hysteria caused by phlegm obsessing the heart orifices."

In a word, you are drunk and hallucinating!

The prince was silent for a while, then he laughed and said, "That's the reason, Guanzhu, what do you think?"

Guanzhu Qinglan looked at Qin Liuxi: "I didn't expect to go into wine, so how do you treat it?"

"You have also prescribed the prescription for guiding phlegm and smooth wind, but it didn't work. It's because the symptoms are not completely correct. Moreover, he didn't follow the doctor's advice." Qin Liuxi looked at the prince with a little dissatisfaction: "If you want to get well, you can't be willful. Medicine requires a sneaky sip of wine, no amount of good medicine will be effective.”

She took out a scripture alone, which was prescribed by Guanzhu Qinglan.

"The temple master didn't say that either, how do you know that this scripture was prescribed by him?" The prince was not annoyed by Qin Liuxi's accusation, but was curious how she knew that the scripture was prescribed by Guanzhu Qinglan.

Qin Liuxi said: "I have seen calligraphy in his monastery, so I can naturally tell which one is his handwriting."

The prince stroked his beard and said, "You have good eyesight."

"Tell me, how to prescribe this scripture?" Qinglan Guanzhu also laughed.

Qin Liuxi didn't say much, took a pen and paper, and wrote while writing: "Use orange-red fritillary, trichosanthes powder, dried calamus, yellow water chestnut and Ophiopogon japonicus... three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl."

She wrote very fast, and she had already written a prescription in a short time. First, she showed it to Master Qinglan, and then she looked at Wang Gong and said, "Take this prescription, two doses will be able to get rid of hysteria, and I will help you Do an acupuncture to guide dampness and calm fire, relieve wind and resolve phlegm, after that, take two more doses of this classic formula and you will be as calm as before." As he spoke, his voice changed: "However, during the period of taking the decoction, you are not allowed to drink alcohol or have a small drink. possible?"

This tough attitude made the steward Wang next to the prince gasp and subconsciously look at his old man. Even his beloved grandson would not dare to be so tough in front of him. , this trail is so crazy?