"Sad son!"

In the Duke of Qi's mansion, Changsun Wuji smashed a stack of manuscripts directly at Changsun Chong's handsome face.

"Say, where did these dirty things come from?"

Facing the oncoming object, Changsun Chong, who was kneeling on the ground, did not dodge, but subconsciously closed his eyes.

Luo Taisui worked hard to translate the Chinese version and copied a stack of manuscripts "Serving Confinement" bloomed on Changsun Chong's face.

"This is not your handwriting. Who wrote it?"

The hall was filled with Changsun Wuji's roars, and the servants bowed their heads and walked around silently after hearing this.

“…”

Changsun Chong's eyes were low, but his back was straight.

"Sad son! You still don't come to the real way?"

Seeing that his son was silent, Changsun Wuji was even more angry and slapped his palm on the table.

Even if you are beaten to death, you must never offer Luo Taisui.

Changsun Chong made up his mind secretly.

Then he saw his father pull out a long stick.

A fear spread in his body.

In the past, every time I made a mistake, my father would use this long stick to leave a blue mark on his back.

At the same time, it also casts fear into his heart.

"Don't you say that?" Changsun Wuji shouted again, and the long stick in his hand raised high.

Changsun Chong trembled and gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Bang!

The next second, a stick fell heavily on his back.

Changsun Chong groaned and leaned forward under the impact force. If he had not reached out to support him in time, he might have fallen to the ground.

Then Changsun Wuji's long stick kept rising high.

Changsun Chong also subconsciously straightened his body...

"There are people coming from the palace!"

Mrs. Changsun took the opportunity to snatch it in and shouted anxiously.

Changsun Wuji's stick finally stopped on Changsun Chong's back, only a few centimeters apart.

Changsun, who was under the stick, tightened his back, then opened his closed eyes and gasped in big mouthfuls.

"What's the matter?"

Changsun Wuji asked in a deep voice.

"It was said that Chong'er had a book to present to his aunt, Empress Changsun, and he was specially picked up..." Mrs. Changsun felt very distressed when she saw her child being punished.

"Bookbook?"

Changsun Wuji frowned and his eyes fell on the manuscripts scattered all over the ground.

Confinement...within the month?

"Are you going to send these manuscripts to your aunt?" He reacted a little.

Changsun Chong replied truthfully: "I heard that if I take good care of myself within the month, the woman's physical condition can be improved, and some chronic diseases can also be cured..."

After pausing, he said again: "I heard that my aunt suddenly had anger and was temporarily inconvenient to take medicine, so I want to try whether this method is effective."

"this……"

Mrs. Changsun subconsciously felt that it seemed unlikely that it would be better without medicine, and the child was too reckless.

But she didn't dare to say it out loud, so that she would not let the child suffer any more.

“…”

Although Changsun Wuji was quite talented, he was his blind spot within the month and did not dare to make a decision for the moment.

"Who did you... hear?" He could only ask Changsun Chong.

Changsun Chong naturally would not betray Luo Taisui, but insisted that it was obtained by chance in the market.

Changsun Wuji had no choice but to do anything to him, so he picked up the manuscript and read it quickly.

After reading this, he found that although there are some words in the manuscript that are difficult to be elegant, the whole article is about a woman's life and dietary habits after childbirth and does not require medication.

Moreover, there is nothing wrong with these living and eating habits.

Some of them seem to him to make some sense.

Standing there and thinking for a long time, Changsun Wuji finally made up his mind: "It seems that I still have to go to the palace in person."

After saying that, he strode towards the door.

But when he reached the door, he stopped again and said in a deep voice without looking back: "You are not wronged in this stick, do you know why?"

Changsun rushed to the knees, turned around, bowed properly, "I'd like to ask my father to give me a lecture!"

Changsun Wuji nodded and said, "Everything involved in the palace is very important!

Although the Changsun family is a relative of the foreigners, they should be more cautious.

I asked Your Majesty to remove me from the position of Minister of Personnel in order to avoid the suspicion of the autocracy of foreign relatives.

Besides, I have done this, but you dare to send it to the palace with a manuscript of unknown origin.

If there is any mistake, you! Even my Changsun family can afford to take care of it?!"

Changsun Chong was stunned when he heard this, and thought about it carefully, and suddenly fell to the ground: "The child knows his mistake!"

"Well..." Changsun Wuji nodded slowly again, and his tone was slightly clear, "Reflect on it at home."

After saying that, he left.

"As for your order!" Changsun stormed on the ground and said.

...

Changsun Wuji hurried to the East Palace.

Before Li Shimin's summoning, his niece Li Lizhi came in person.

"Uncle, why are you here in person?" Li Lizhi pulled Changsun Wuji to the depths of the East Palace.

"Hey..." Changsun Wuji didn't know how to explain to his niece.

"Where is that book?"

Li Lizhi was lying in his hands with her eyes.

Changsun Wuji took out the stack of manuscripts from his sleeve and shook them in front of her: "But this thing?"

Li Lizhi recognized that this was Luo Taisui's work, and snatched it all at once, then ran out with the hem of the skirt.

"I'll go and hand it over to my mother."

Before he finished speaking, the person had already run far away.

"Why……"

Changsun Wuji's hand was hanging in the air, but it was too late to stop her.

"Auxiliary machine!"

At this time, Li Shimin appeared under a temple on his left and called out to him.

"His Majesty!"

Changsun Wuji bowed and bowed, then walked over quickly.

"I already know this, so don't worry."

Li Shimin comforted him and said, "You are here just in time. If you have something to discuss with you."

The two of them walked into Chongwen Hall while talking.

The relationship between the two is extraordinary, so there is not so much red tape, so they sit down separately.

"Auxiliary, I have received the news that the famous doctor Sun Simiao has entered the capital and is currently temporarily living in Zhenfu." Li Shimin said first.

"Oh?" Changsun Wuji showed joy, "You can quickly summon the palace to treat the queen."

"The queen is not giving birth for a long time, so there is no hurry." Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "It's not only Sun Simiao, but Wei Shanjun is also on the way to Beijing."

Now Changsun Wuji was really shocked.

The North and South Medicine Kings went to Beijing at the same time, which was a rare event.

"Could it be..." Changsun Wuji guessed: "Is it because of the order to summon him?"

"I can't ask them to move." Li Shimin waved his hand, "They all came for a medical book called "Bian Que's Heart Book."

"Bian Que's Heart Letter?"

Changsun Wuji thought for a moment, but he had never heard of such a book as Bian Que.

Li Shimin saw his doubts and smiled and said, "It's not written by Bian Que, but someone else."

After a pause, he said, "But the medical theory recorded in it is very profound."

"What Your Majesty wants to discuss with me is..."

Changsun Wuji was a little confused.

"Since the North and South Medicine Kings and famous doctors like Zhen brothers gathered in Chang'an, so I'm thinking..."

Li Shimin smiled and said, "Medical reform is at this time."
Chapter completed!