Chapter 475: Song Fenghua

"Isn't this the biography of the later generation?" Wang Anshi guessed, maybe this is a Shang Jun-like figure.

"Exactly, two hundred years after the founding of the People's Republic of China by Huai You civilian Zhu Yuanzhang, the situation facing the Ming Dynasty is quite similar to the current situation in the Song Dynasty. Zhang Juzheng is also trying to turn the tide just like Jiefu." Jiefu may not like the heavy traces, but Zhang Juzheng is a Confucian with an imperial examination background, Jiefu may learn a thing or two."

"Of course, the systems of the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty are different, just like the systems of the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty are different, and the problems they face are also different. Jiefu can't copy a cat like a tiger." Shen Long continued, a whip method was placed in the Song Dynasty. Estimates are not appropriate.

"I know, thank you, Daoist Shen." Wang Anshi gave a deep bow, "I've been bothering you a lot today, I'll come back to discuss with Daoist after reading these books next time."

"Go, don't work too hard, so as not to hurt your body. I think Jiefu's complexion is a bit bad today. If Jiefu doesn't dislike it, why don't I help you diagnose the pulse? Oh, it's just right, I also take this opportunity Help Yuanze diagnose and treat, and try to get rid of the root cause of the disease." Wang Xi's illness has not yet begun to be cured.

Just Wang Anshi himself, he may still be a little bit resistant, thinking that there is nothing wrong with his body, but it is clearly written in the history books that his son died young, Wang Anshi naturally did not want to see this scene, so he politely agreed .

Shen Long opened the window again, took out a pulse pillow, silver needles, and a silver cake-shaped thing for unknown purpose, and hung it around his neck, and began to diagnose and treat Wang Anshi. Wang Anshi's clothes were pressed back and forth, and the coldness made Wang Anshi feel very awkward.

After a while, Shen Long took back the silver cake and said, "Jiefu is still in good health, but he has been worrying too much and using his eyes too much these days. He just needs to relax and take a little rest. It is best not to read more than Three hours."

Wang Anshi shook his head and smiled wryly, "After reading the historical materials given by the Taoist priest, and hearing what the Taoist priest said about my Dao Song's end, how can I feel at ease?" But anyone who has a little faith, I'm afraid they don't know what happened to Dao Song so badly. Way to calm down?

"Don't worry about Jiefu, no matter how bad I am, I can create some troubles for Khitan and the party, so that the Song Dynasty can last for a few more years; now the safety of the Song Dynasty depends on Jiefu alone. Holding the sky?" Shen Long comforted, "Even for the great Song, Jiefu should take care of his health."

Shen Long greeted Wang Yu, "How about this, I will dictate a prescription for food supplements, and Yuanze will write it down and give it to the family steward, so that they can arrange diet for Jiefu according to the prescription. It will be better after all; If you don’t know how to write calligraphy, you won’t show your ugliness.”

Hey, looking at this person, it doesn't look like he has never been to school and read books. Why can't he write calligraphy? Wang Anshi and his son became curious again,

Could it be that even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone will be changed in the future?

There was already a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the room, Wang Yu hurriedly polished the ink, spread out the paper, and quickly wrote down the prescription according to what Shen Long said; Wang Yu is not famous for calligraphy, but even a layman like Shen Long can Seeing that his handwriting is very good, this gave him a new idea. Anyway, it will take some time for Wang Anshi to read these materials, so why not take advantage of this time...

"Okay, that's all. Let's eat like this for a while. If Jiefu's condition improves, I'll adjust the recipe. Now it's Yuanze's turn. Sit down and hold out your hand." Then Shen Long began to give When Wang Yu checked his pulse, Wang Anshi on the side was obviously much more nervous than before. Wang Yu died young just in his early thirties. Could it be that there is some hidden disease?

After the pulse diagnosis, Shen Long took out a strange iron box. Inside the box was a glass-like transparent tube, which seemed to be filled with watermarks. The pipe was made, and the pipe was connected with a piece of thick cloth. Shen Long wrapped the thick cloth around Wang Yu's arm, pressed the small ball next to it a few times, and the thick cloth bulged up to wrap the arm tightly. The mercury immediately began to rise.

"Yuanze's yin does not restrain yang, and liver yang is hyperactive, causing headaches, dizziness, irritability and other symptoms due to disturbing the head..." Shen Long came to the conclusion after a diagnosis, Wang Yu had some symptoms of high blood pressure, but luckily It was discovered early, and it was not serious. "This matter is not serious, it is not small. Yuanze needs to be cautious in terms of diet in the future. In addition, he must refrain from anger and anger. Also, he must not be too sad or happy, otherwise he may die if it happens. worries."

Shen Long asked Wang Yu to record the prescriptions and dietary taboos by himself, "Okay, I just need to take the medicine a few more times, pay more attention to my diet and control my emotions, and the condition will be relieved after a while."

"Thank you, Daoist Shen, for saving your life." Wang Anshi and his son thanked them again, and they were dazzled by the tricks; Wang Anshi even thought of the officials in the palace. Daoist enters the palace to help with diagnosis and treatment?

But Daoist Shen’s status is too special, and it’s a big deal to treat the official family. Wang Anshi couldn’t make up his mind for a while, so he could only resign temporarily, “It’s getting late now, so don’t bother Daoist , Taoist priest, rest well."

"Jiefu and Yuanze don't work too hard, time is still long, let's rest earlier today." Shen Long said.

What does this time mean? Does it mean that Da Song is still a long time away from subjugation, so there is no need to rush for success, or does it mean that he has stayed in Kaifeng for a long time? Wang Anshi couldn't help thinking about it.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that Yuanze doesn't have to go to court tomorrow? Can you not only go out with me?" Shen Long asked. Da Song had one day off every ten days, which was a holiday. There are almost a hundred rest days throughout the year for many holidays such as Tiansheng, Tiansheng and so on.

"Exactly. Tomorrow, the first day of April, is the Tianqi Festival." Wang Yu replied. The Tianqi Festival was set up by Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng. It is said that during his reign, a book from heaven descended on the palace on the first day of April. It's a great thing, so we set it as Tianqi Festival for everyone to have a holiday.

In fact, it was just a way to save face after the Chanyuan alliance, using the heavenly scriptures to make the people of the world think that the destiny was still in the Song Dynasty, but the number of times the heavenly scriptures went down to earth was a bit too much, and the holidays alone increased several times.

"I don't know where Chang wants to go tomorrow? I'd better make preparations early." Wang Yu thought to himself, should he go to the brothel again?

"Tomorrow, I want to see the literary talents of the Great Song Dynasty, and I hope Yuan Ze can help recommend some of them." Shen Long said.