Today's lecture is given by Wang Jing, a Hanlin scholar, who teaches Liang Hui Wangzhang.
Zhu Zhanyong looked up and saw that the imperial grandson and his nobles were all sitting in the literary hall, and Zhang Shi who followed him looked at him from time to time.
After an hour, the hall dispersed.
"Why are you following me?" Zhu Zhanyong turned around impatiently.
Just now in the Wenlou, Zhang Xi looked at him eagerly from time to time. After coming out of the Wenlou, Zhang Xi followed him, always keeping a few meters away.
At this moment, when he saw Zhu Zhanyong turning back, Zhang Min lowered his head, holding the index finger of his right hand with his left hand, and then holding the index finger of his left hand with his right hand. He was fiddling with it in this way without saying anything.
Zhu Zhanyong continued to move forward.
Zhang Xian followed again.
This guy is a bit strange. He seems to have something to ask me for, but he refuses to tell me... Zhu Zhanyong walked to the left gate of Chang'an and turned around: "I, the emperor, warn you not to follow me anymore."
Zhang Xiu froze in place and did not leave. He stood in front of the gate of Zhu Zhanyong's residence, seeming to be waiting for Zhu Zhanyong to come out.
It’s time for dinner.
Zhang Jiu came over and whispered: "Your Highness, the palace is about to be banned, and he is still outside."
"Bring him in." Zhu Zhanyong ordered.
Zhang Xi followed Zhang Jiu, looking around blankly, and immediately stood up again when he saw Zhu Zhanyong.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Why are you following me?"
Zhang Xi pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment and said nothing, looked at Zhu Zhanyong with innocent eyes, and then lowered his head.
"Send him out of the palace!" Zhu Zhanyong deliberately looked at Zhang Jiu next to him.
Zhang Min suddenly became nervous, his hands were in a panic, and he began to speak: "I... I want to ask your highness... to give you an imperial doctor. I heard from Zhu Zhanqi that your highness recently painted a picture of a ship, which greatly pleased your majesty..."
"Are you sick?"
"Yes... he is my nephew." Zhang Mian fiddled with his fingers and stared at Zhu Zhanyong expectantly: "My nephew has been ill for a long time. My eldest brother said it can't be cured, but I don't believe it... I want the imperial doctor to give him
have a look."
Imperial physician is a gift given by the emperor to his ministers.
Now that Zhu Zhanyong's status is not enough to protect himself, how can he be qualified to hire an imperial doctor for the Marquis of Xincheng?
Zhu Zhanyong picked up the bowl and asked Zhang Jiu to see off the guests.
Zhang Xi was reluctantly pulled out. When Zhu Zhanyong went out early the next morning, he saw this fool standing at the gate again. Just like yesterday, he followed him step by step without saying a word.
Zhu Zhanyong turned around and sighed softly: "Okay, I'll talk to Grandpa Huang."
"Your Highness, if you ask the imperial doctor to treat my nephew, I, Zhang Shi, will mix with Your Highness from now on." Zhang Shi stood there honestly and grinned.
His eldest brother Zhang Fu was the second generation British Duke, and his father Zhang Yu was the Duke of Rongguo. However, Zhang Fu supported Zhu Gaoxu, which was why Zhu Zhanyong refused to help him.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Why don't you go to Zhu Zhanqi?"
Zhu Zhanqi is the son of Zhu Gaoxu.
"That guy Zhu Zhanqi talks big words all the time. I can't trust him."
This guy doesn't look stupid either.
Zhu Zhanyong came to Huagai Hall and reported his intention to the little eunuch guarding the door. The little eunuch looked embarrassed and ran in to report.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Third Emperor and Grandson would like to see you."
At this moment, in the Huagai Hall, Zhu Di was copying the Zizhi Tongjian, with the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji beside him. Zhu Di was teaching very seriously, with a look of doting in his eyes, and he was a little unhappy to be disturbed by the eunuch.
"What's the matter?"
"It seems that the Third Emperor's grandson wants to seek an imperial doctor for the prince of Xinchenghou."
"No, let him go back."
At this moment, Zhu Zhanyong was waiting outside Fengtian Hall and saw the old eunuch carrying Yunzhan out. He took a few steps forward.
The old eunuch smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has important officials to deal with and has no time to get out."
Zhu Zhanyong guessed it.
Zhang Fu should have consulted the imperial physician, but perhaps the imperial physician could not help him.
Lao Zhu's love for his heir will be felt to the core once he is recognized as the heir. If the fourth child doesn't love our great-grandson, we will love ourselves.
1: "You bastard, Fourth, let's find you a doctor!"
Zhu Zhanyong once again felt what grandpa power is.
No...it was Grandpa Lili. He originally thought that Grandpa Huang would meet him and then reject his request. This would be regarded as helping Zhang Shi and this guy would not follow him again.
However, now that Grandpa Huang has spoken, there is no harm in helping Zhang Shi.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Grandpa Huang, how can I invite you?"
1: "Go to Chengxian Street outside the palace, find a Dai's Medical Clinic, and tell him the emperor's decree!"
Zhu Zhanyong calmed down his mind.
Zhang Xi was stunned on the spot, with a look of sadness on his face. He thought that His Majesty would take care of Zhu Zhanyong, but he didn't expect... However, at this moment, he heard Zhu Zhanyong calling him.
"Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"Get out of the palace and find a doctor for you."
Is there an imperial doctor outside the palace? Zhang Min followed Zhu Zhanyong with a confused look on his face. He left the palace and came to Chengxian Street. He saw a medical clinic in the middle of the street and a long queue at the door.
They are all people who come to see a doctor.
"Why are there so many people?" Zhu Zhanyong muttered.
Immediately attracting the roll of their eyes, more and more people turned around and glanced at them.
"Mr. Dai is a famous medical doctor in the Jiangnan area."
"It is said... It is said that His Majesty called him to the palace in his early years to be the eighth-grade imperial doctor and to be awarded the official position of Di Gonglang. Mr. Dai declined."
Zhu Zhanyong was vaguely looking forward to it.
But he didn't want to jump in line. After waiting for a while, it was finally his turn. He sat on the wooden pier and stretched out his left hand. Opposite him was a middle-aged doctor with a kind face who took his pulse for a while.
"What's wrong?"
"Emperor's decree."
The middle-aged doctor was stunned, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he quietly stood up and said, "Please follow me." Zhu Zhanyong followed him to the main hall in the backyard of the medical clinic.
On the main seat of the main hall, there is an imperial edict enshrined!
Burn three incense sticks!
There is no doubt that this is the imperial edict issued by the Grandfather to the Dai family.
Not long after, the middle-aged doctor led an old man on crutches out of the house. When the old man saw Zhu Zhanyong, he bowed down and his eyes were red: "I... I've finally waited for you!"
Dai Yuanli, an imperial physician of the Hongwu Dynasty, was highly valued by Zhu Yuanzhang for his superb medical skills. One day, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly summoned him to the palace, gave him some instructions, and then reduced his official position.
Zhu Zhanyong was stunned for a moment: "Does the old gentleman know who I am?"
"I don't know, just these four words... Emperor Gao didn't tell me much back then, so I don't know... who do you want me to treat?" The old man stood up with the help of the middle-aged man.
After a while, Zhang Min looked at the little old man on a cane, with the fingers of his left hand hooked up with the fingers of his right hand. He would do this when he was nervous, and said suspiciously: "My nephew's disease, many doctors can't cure it, you are the only one who is about to die."
Old man?"
"My father was once the imperial envoy in the palace and served the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang."
The middle-aged man was not angry and bowed.
Imperial doctors are usually hereditary and will be recruited into the palace. Zhang Shi did not expect that an imperial doctor would appear on this street. At this moment, he was anxious and did not want to think too much.
"Ah? Well...you come with me."
Dai Yuanli put three sticks of incense on the imperial edict, then carried the medical box and followed Zhu Zhanyong to the Marquis Mansion in Xincheng.
After passing through the front yard, main hall, and garden, we came to a secluded yard in the backyard. Through the door, we could smell the smell of Chinese medicine in the air, and there was a light coughing sound in the house.
The servants who are familiar with Zhang Shi know that the young master has brought the charlatan back again.
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