Xue Yuan shouldn't have shown such a look.
Whether it was cruelty or arrogance, gentleness or viciousness, Xue Yuan should not have such a look on his face.
Pitiful, heartbreaking, like he was dying, it was so breathless to watch that heavy words couldn't come out.
Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes and had an uneasy sleep between distractions.
On the second day, he received the Hebei monks from the Golden Zen Monastery.
Xue Yuan saw among them the monk who had once looked three times before the Holy Spirit's compound, and when he pointed slightly, the Holy Spirit lifted his eyes and looked at him, causing the young monk to stiffen and tense up so much that he didn't dare to move.
His Holiness smiled slightly, "Don't be formal, come up and speak."
The young monk swallowed his saliva, stepped forward and called out the Buddha's name, saluted and said, "Young monk Hui Li, pay respects to the Holy Lord."
"No need to be polite," Gu Yuanbai smiled gently, not at all the same as the majestic emperor who extinguished the Buddha in the monks' minds, "You don't look very old, can you be double ten years old?"
The monk said with a slate, "The young monk already has twenty-one."
Gu Yuanbai laughed a few times and casually asked, "When you were at the Pure Dust Temple, you wandered before my compound three times without entering, were you mistaken about who you recognized?"
"The little monk is also this will only know that that place of incense is you," Hui Li hesitantly said, "but also please the saint do not blame, the little monk at that time no shape up. Little monk is not mistaken who, just ...... just little monk heard a few female monks mouth said a name, that name seems to be the same with my master young family name, little monk a moment wandering, only in your compound before three look not enter."
Gu Yuanbai picked up his teacup and took a light sip of the warm tea, "Coincidence. Whose name is it?"
"Jiang Bajiao," Hui Li smiled apprehensively, "My master's lay family name before he shaved his head was Jiang, and my master had an elder brother when he was young, and my master's elder brother once told him that if he had a daughter in the future, the child would be named after Bajiao and Ercha."
Gu Yuanbai tea hand abruptly trembled, looked up sharply toward the monks. Only to hear a side "bang" a loud bang, Tian Fusheng hands of the teapot suddenly fell, tea splashed all over the ground, the old eunuch eyes shocked, lips open and close, trembling.
*
Donglingwei drove his horse out of the palace at noon, and after leaving the capital, he raised his whip vigorously, and his horse's hooves raised the wet mud, and hurriedly headed towards the north of the river.
This was the best hope of saving His Holiness, absolutely nothing could go wrong at all. In the middle of the palace, the monks of the Golden Zen Temple were bewildered by Tian Fusheng's placement in the palace, and the crowd gathered around Hui Li: "Hui Li, what's going on with your master?"
"Why is the Holy Spirit treating us so favorably?"
As the young monks of similar age spoke one sentence after another, Hui Li scratched his head and shook it honestly, "I don't know."
The monks of the Golden Zen Monastery did not know, but those who knew the cause had begun to get agitated.
Tian Fusheng's hands were trembling as he served tea to the saint, and Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like this, teasingly saying, "You're so agitated, and if that monk is not Jiang's uncle, or if he's long since lost his medical books and can't understand the art of healing, won't you be happy for nothing?"
Tian Fusheng's breath stuttered, "Your Holiness, don't tease my little one with such things!"
Gu Yuanbai lost his smile and shook his head.
He was also surprised when he first heard about it, but soon, Gu Yuanbai suppressed the surprise. He began to think of the worst possible outcome, to prepare for the worst possible outcome, and only in this way could Gu Yuanbai maintain his demeanor when reality truly moved towards an unpleasant development.
The Golden Zen Temple was deep within Hebei Province, much farther away than the Summer Palace, and a round trip would take half a month.
In this half a month, forced the Prince of peace to quit incense guards had also come to report, and the Prince of the withdrawal reaction is very strong, but the Prince of the peace have gritted their teeth and one by one insisted on it, to his will now, a year or so should be able to completely quit.
Gu Yuanbai was silent for a long time and said, "Before you succeed in quitting the incense, don't take his matter to speak with me."
The guard answered the body yes.
Gu Yuanbai's entire mind was placed in the Golden Zen Temple in Hebei in addition to his political affairs, and even Xue Yuan could not recall a moment of his mind by exposing his chest and legs in front of him.
Xue Yuan stifled his face, thinking, "This is fucking trying to sleep with me?
In addition to His Majesty, Dr. Jiang also got the news, and every day eagerly hoped that the monk in the Golden Zen Temple was his uncle, and even hoped that he had a way to save His Majesty's life.
The monks of the Golden Zen Monastery in the palace were also led by the elders of the monastery. These old men know much more than the young monks, Tian Fusheng personally came to inquire from them many times, and the more he inquired, the more certain in his heart that the ginger lady doctor's uncle must have gone to the Golden Zen Temple to become a monk!
No wonder how they didn't find anyone north of the river!
At the time of the famine, the starving people were everywhere. At that time, the Golden Zen Temple let the monks go out and use the rations in the temple to save one person if they could. Jinchan Temple is a small temple, built on the mountain, remote location, because of this can keep some food. When the panic was over, Jinchan Temple also became a famous temple in Hebei, and everyone admired it very much.
The temple elders told Fusheng Tongtian that it was at that time that Emptiness, Huili's master, entered the temple alone as a victim of the disaster.
The original heart full of cold, cold wind can be in the heart of the whistling, now there is definite news, Tian Fusheng has not yet seen people, has been excited in the night clutching the corner of the coat secretly cried several times, full of joy.
When you occasionally get up in the morning and look, yo, the eyes of the opposite side of Lord Zhang are also red.
In the midst of this anxious waiting, finally, the Dong Ling Wei who traveled to Jin Zen Temple returned to the capital with a middle-aged monk and a few bundles of medical books in a dusty manner.
*
When it came down to it, Gu Yuanbai was in no hurry.
He just smiled and lightly said, "Running for days how can I force someone to bring him to take my pulse at this time? Dong Ling Wei hard work, that monk also hard work, go back to rest for two days, to slow down and then come into the palace to see me."
"Aigoo, Your Holiness," Tian Fusheng was in a hurry, "Why don't you have someone take a look first?"
When the emperor is really not in a hurry, Gu Yuanbai glanced at him, "No look, two days later."
Anyone who is in a hurry, Gu Yuanbai is not in a hurry this day two days of work. He ate a good evening meal, slept a good night's sleep, and when it came to the second day early in the morning, out of Gu Yuanbai's surprise, was the East Lingwei with a long distance running monk empty sex, took the initiative to come to ask for a decree to face the Holy Spirit.
Gu Yuanbai raised an eyebrow and leisurely said, "Please!"
After a few moments, a middle-aged monk with a thin body and resolute face walked in, crouched down and saluted, "Junior Monk Emptiness, meet Your Holiness."
His Holiness sat behind the table, his voice clear, "Rise."
Emptiness got up, arching his hand and hanging his head, he was wearing a robe vestment, although he was a small monk, but his temperament was very human, and he really had the demeanor of a few worldly monks.
"I already know the reason why His Majesty found me," Emptiness said frankly, "Since I separated from my brother, I have taken my ancestor's medical books as the most precious treasure, and I have never slacked off on them for a moment. Only the Golden Zen Temple is located in a remote area, in addition to treating the monks in the temple's wind, cold and stomach fire, I have never given the pulse to the other people."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, poised, "Whether it's cured or not, I won't descend on you."
Emptiness's complexion was stark, and he said solemnly, "The young monk will do his best."
Gu Yuanbai face again calm again atmosphere, wait until the emptiness for his pulse, he still can not help but hold his breath. After noticing this, he was amused and slowly relaxed his body again, turning around to look around him, the people around him had all stared at Emptiness without looking away, each holding their breaths and gazing at their hearts, so nervous that they were slightly trembling, their faces reddening.
What will Xue Jiuyao be like?
Gu Yuanbai sidled his head to the other side again, Xue Yuan was also looking at Emptiness, he seemed to notice Gu Yuanbai's line of sight and sidled his head to meet the Saint's eyes, smiled stiffly, and wordlessly placated Gu Yuanbai, "Don't be nervous."
You're the one who's nervous, aren't you, Xue Jiuyao?
The sound of the pulse beat slowly, as if an instant had passed, and as if a long time had passed, Emptiness rose, "Your Holiness, the little monk has offended."
He pressed on a few acupoints on Gu Yuanbai's body, some of them hurt, some of them didn't feel anything. After a diagnosis and treatment, emptiness has a bottom in his heart, his face slightly slowed down, but did not dare to say too much, "small monk's medical skill seems to have a prescription to save the holy emperor, but small monks do not dare to believe in all the words in the book. If the imperial physician in the palace is also in, the little monk can take out the medical books, and study with them."
As soon as these words came out, the tense atmosphere in the hall changed, and there was a burst of joy.
Gu Yuanbai's pupils tightened for a split second and forced a calm smile, "In that case, I'll work hard for you."
"How can this be hard work?" Emptiness smiled bitterly, "You don't know. Ever since I heard that you are not well, I have been worried in my heart and have wanted to come to the capital day and night. Little monk in a year ago, will be medical books will be organized into five books, want to entrust someone to bring to the capital to dedicate to you, but little monk entrusted the person but in two months after the five books will be intact to bring back, little monk at that time to realize that they think too simple, where can be anything can be sent to the saint of the face of the?"
Gu Yuanbai froze and asked after him, "Last year? When was last year?"
"At the beginning of June last year," Emptiness sighed and shook his head, "the officials in the capital also refused to accept the people's gifts, and were truly incorruptible and righteous."
Gu Yuanbai understood, then it was the anti-corruption season, the hundred officials were scared into a goat, indeed no one dared to collect things under his eyes.
For a moment he cried and laughed; the matter of anti-corruption had contributed to the advantage of the locust plague, but he had hard pushed away an opportunity to save his own life.
But in the end, God favored him.
Gu Yuanbai asked the ambassador of the Imperial Hospital to come and take care of Emptiness, so that he and the people of the Imperial Hospital could work together to develop a constitution that could cure him of such a symptom.
Until the end of the month, Gu Yuanbai has never urged the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Doctor and Emptiness are very anxious, they have thought about the prescription a thousand times, because His Majesty's body is too weak, and often take a variety of drugs, so there are many scruples. To balance the prescription without compromising its efficacy, has been busy until August, the Imperial Hospital before handing over a complete constitution.
Gu Yuanbai felt that this speed was already considered fast.
And by this time, Gu Yuanbai had already been mourning for Consort Wan for more than two months.
Time rushes on, and Mrs. Wan has been gone for a long time. When Gu Yuanbai occasionally thought of her, his grief eased and warmth remained in his heart. When he held the charter of the Imperial Hospital in his hands, he suddenly realized that even if Mrs. Wan died, she still brought Gu Yuanbai a great gift, that is, among the monks who sent her to the capital, they found a chance to save Gu Yuanbai's life.
In the height of summer, cicadas chirping and birds chirping constantly, the ice tray is bubbling with curls of cool air in the temple. The saint heard Xue Yuan anxiously calling out, only to realize that he had unknowingly burst into tears.