Feelings of Heaven and Earth(3)

It was another half month before Tongtong stepped out of the room.

The autumn wind rolled down a few sycamore leaves and slowly floated down. She raised her hand to catch it, held it in her hand, looked at it over and over, and then threw it away. The sycamore tree was the local sycamore tree, not much different. She

She couldn't help but look at the plants and trees in this mansion, as well as the buildings, pavilions and pavilions. In fact, they were somewhat different from those in the Tang Dynasty. She looked all the way, raised her hands to tighten her cloak,

Slowly walk along the veranda toward the front yard.

She has been observing these days to see how much the world has changed. How should I put it? Maybe there was a founding emperor who was like a time traveler, and the direction of history has changed in all aspects. Some ideas are very advanced, but there are some things

But it is retro. For example, the style of the clothes on my body is a bit like the Han and Tang Dynasties. If you want to wear something as unrestrained as the Tang Dynasty, that is your freedom; but if you wear clothes like the skirts of the Han Dynasty, it is also

I didn't come to interfere with you; even women wearing riding attire or men's clothing seems to be a normal thing.

It turns out that this girl has always been cared for by the palace, and the clothes she wears all year round are sent by the palace, and they must be the best that this dynasty can enjoy.

When going out, Qingya saw her staring at the clothes hanging out, so she pointed at the Hanfu with a smile, "Emperor Taizu once said that the Han and Tang Dynasties were the most heroic, so our dynasty should advocate Hanfu.

The style of Tang Dynasty."

The style of Han and Tang Dynasties!

It just depends on how you understand the word! Tongtong said, first of all, as a latecomer, I must also love and hate Song Dynasty! I love the literary style, but also 'hate' its weakness and bullying! Therefore, he

I hope that his dynasty will have the literary grace of the Song Dynasty and the bravery of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Secondly, the Tang Dynasty produced a female emperor, and he also had a princess.

Lin Yutong sighed inwardly, turned around from the corridor, and saw a young man standing not far away. She walked over with a smile, and the young man came to meet her.

"Brother." Lin Yutong greeted him and looked at this young man with a simple and honest face.

"Little sister!" The young man stretched out his arm, asked Tongtong to support him, and led him forward, "It would be great to come here at noon. It's early and the wind is still a bit cold."

This young man is the heir Lin Chongtao.

Lin Yutong followed his steps, "I feel much lighter today. Come and see my father."

Lin Chongtao sighed, and then whispered: "Mother is talking to father inside..."

This is what Wang has to do every day! After she took care of the general affairs, she spent most of her time with Link Yong. She should be telling Link Yong everything that happened every day in detail.

Under the corridor, a tall middle-aged man stood here. When he saw Tongtong, he couldn't help but have a kind smile on his face, "Young lady."

"Uncle Kuan!" Lin Yutong greeted him. This man was Linke's personal attendant and had a close relationship since childhood. In recent years, Uncle Kuan has been taking care of most of Linke's affairs and the affairs of the outer courtyard.

After Lin Kuan avoided it, he reported inside: "Madam, the eldest son and the young lady are here to pay their respects to my uncle."

The thin voices inside suddenly stopped, followed by Wang's voice, "Come in." After entering, he walked around the screen and saw a person lying on a low couch, which was placed in the middle of the room.

, which is convenient for taking care of. There is no blockage around, and it is easy to operate from any direction.

After the brother and sister faced Wang's body sitting on the edge of the bed, Tongtong walked over.

To be honest, Link was taken care of very well. He seemed to be asleep. He put his hand on his pulse, and Tongtong knew it in his heart. He had been lying here alone for more than ten years, and his muscles were only slightly atrophied.

There is not a single bed sore. What kind of meticulous care is required to achieve this?

This can only be done by a doctor who performs acupuncture every two hours, and someone who massages for half an hour every half hour. His injury was on his head. The injury on his head was either caused by a fall and impact, or by someone being injured.

He had been hit by heavy objects. He had at least seven arrow wounds, thirteen sword wounds, and was poisoned. Now the wounds were healed and the poison was removed, but the wound on his head made him sleepy and unable to wake up.

Doesn't a person have consciousness when he or she is awake? No! He just cannot respond to things in the outside world, but many people can hear people talking and are aware of everything around them when they are in a vegetative state.

Lin Yutong put his hand on the pulse again and called out softly: "Father!"

Of course people lying down will not react.

Wang said in a low voice: "It's been more than ten years, and that's it."

Lin Yutong shook his head, "It is recorded in ancient books that this is the 'stupor syndrome'! This disease is not incurable."

"What?" Mrs. Wang stood up, "If there is a solution, why can't it be cured?"

Before Lin Yutong could speak, a voice came from outside, "There is a solution, but this method has been lost. Uncle Zhongyong has been away from the capital for three years. He just heard that there may be lost classics in an ancient tomb somewhere, and he wants to find them.

This is the solution!”

After saying that, an old man came in. He was the old doctor who had been responsible for Link's use. No one knew his original name. They only knew that Taizu called him 'Green Bull'. So everyone started talking.

Call him Mr. Qingniu.

The Zhongyong nickname he spoke of was Han Zongdao, who was the sworn brother of the emperor and Lin Keyong. The emperor was the eldest, Han Zongdao was the second, and Lin Keyong was the youngest.

Little did he know that Han Zongdao left Beijing to find the lost classics!

Lin Yutong asked Mr. Qingniu, "This disease damages the brain orifice, and there is something evil occupying the position of the inner god in the brain. Is this correct?"

Mr. Qingniu was stunned, "Young lady, you actually read all the books?"

For people who are chronically ill, what else can they do if they don’t seek medical advice?

Mr. Qingniu stroked his beard and kept nodding, "Exactly! What the lady said is true."

Lin Yutong then said, "Isn't medical treatment based on dialectics? "Huangdi Neijing" says that the heart hides the spirit; "Tai Su" explains this that the head is the residence of the mind and spirit. Since it is evil that hurts the mind, this is yin and yang.

Unity and separation, the camp and defense are blocked, the true energy is in chaos, and the disease is like a corpse like a tree..."

Mr. Qingniu's eyes sparkled, "The girl must have seen that after these years of treatment, my uncle's Qi and blood flow smoothly, and the Qi in the meridians has not been completely blocked. Even the seven orifices are not completely blocked...

…”

Lin Yutong smiled at Mr. Qingniu and knew what he was capable of. People also knew that Lin Keyong should be able to hear and be conscious.

Among the seven orifices, the two ears are open.

Lin Yutong no longer asked the doctor, but looked at the person lying down, "Father, it's me!" When she was in better health, she often came to say hello, and sometimes she also served soup and helped with feeding. She said softly.

, "I didn't know that my father was sentient before. In recent days, I have understood the unclear parts of the book. Now after listening to Mr. Qingniu's words, I am more sure that my father can hear what I said. Father, don't worry.

, that is, the method of treatment is lost, but it can be treated dialectically. I have never treated others, but I am bolder than Mr.! What Mr. doesn’t dare to try, I dare! I thought, if I

If he were his father, what kind of decision would he make? Should he just lie here day after day, or should he take some risks and give it a try? If he were his father, he would rather give it a try! If it works, then it’s good! If it doesn’t, it’s just fine.

One death..."

"Nonsense!"

Before Tongtong finished speaking, a person rushed out from outside. He was skinny and dressed in common clothes!

I've seen this guy before!

People in the room quickly greeted him and called him uncle.

Lin Yutong followed Lin Chongtao and saluted, "Second uncle is back."

This person is none other than Lin Keyong's sworn brother, Han Zongdao, who is practicing the second level.

Or you can't stand talking about it, no, let's talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. He has been away for three years, and after returning to Beijing, he came directly without returning to his hometown.

Han Zongdao snorted heavily at Tongtong, "It's just a death? Huh?"

Just when Tongtong was about to speak, there were footsteps coming from outside again. The sound came first before anyone came in, "Okay! Why are you scolding the child?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came in. The black cloak was lifted up, revealing a resolute face. It was none other than Emperor Wen Zhao.

Before anyone could see the courtesy, he said, "No courtesy!" Then he waved his hand and said, "Everyone who has nothing to do with me, please go out."

No one dared to refute, and everyone went out with a bang.

Even Wang and Lin Chongtao also slowly retreated.

Lin Yutong knelt on the ground and did not move. Emperor Wen Zhao and Han Zongdao were staring at her, and she also looked up at them.

The three pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time before Emperor Wen Zhao said: "...Okay! You stay."

Tongtong got up immediately. Except for the one lying down, there were only four people left in the room. Emperor Wen Zhao, Han Zongdao, Mr. Qingniu, and Tongtong.

Emperor Wen Zhao sat next to Lin Keyong and asked Han Zongdao, "You asked someone to send a message saying that you found the medicine? What medicine?"

"I didn't find a cure, but I found a prescription among the people. It is said that someone used it on a stupefied person..." As Han Zongdao said, he took out the prescription from his arms and handed it to Emperor Wen Zhao.

Emperor Wen Zhao glanced at it, then handed it to Mr. Qingniu, "See if it can be used?"

Lin Yutong looked over and saw that this recipe... was somewhat useful!

Emperor Wen Zhao also asked Han Zongdao, "What happens after you use it on a stupefied person?"

"Half awake and half awake, sometimes awake and sometimes not awake..."

Taoist Master Qingniu's beard almost flew up, "When you open your eyes, it's not because your mind is opened..."

Han Zongdao turned his face and asked, "Will it be worse?"

That won't happen!

Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Han Zongdao and said, "Second brother, have you ever seen that stupefied person who took medicine?"

No, "The man was half-awake and half-conscious for three months, and then he died!"

Lin Yutong: "…………" Is this better than what I said if I gave it a bold try? Who is unreliable?

As a result, Emperor Wen Zhao kept rubbing his hands, rubbing his hands, and rubbing his hands for a long time, then asked Han Zongdao, "Have you tried it with anyone else?"

Han Zongdao's eyes flashed and he coughed lightly, "I got two bandits and tried it on the mountain!"
To be continued...