Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 254 Went to Chang'an Wushuang Medical Skills!

In the wooden basin, Jin Chanzi quickly closed his eyes, and began to let the stream gurgle and drift down.

Although he has no mana at present, he is the son of the calamity.

With a lot of luck on his shoulders, naturally he doesn't have to worry about the wooden basin floating and suddenly capsizing.

Why not just close your eyes and think about what to do next.

As the river flowed down, it happened to pass a temple on the way.

The name of the temple is Jinshan Temple. On this day, in Jinshan Temple, it was the turn of a young monk to go to the river to dive.

He carried two big iron buckets on his shoulders, went straight to the river, fetched two buckets of water, and was about to return.

Suddenly, I saw a big wooden basin floating down the upper reaches.

The little novice had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly stopped him.

"Someone is willing to throw away such a good wooden basin. Hehe, take it back to the temple and use it to soak your feet at night."

The little novice smiled happily, and when he lifted the tub, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why is this tub so heavy?
He lifted the top lid, and a fat white baby came into view. The little novice was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the wooden basin and fell to the ground.

"It's weird, how could there be a white and fat child in this wooden basin, Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, this matter is of great importance, I have to report to the abbot, and then make a decision."

The little novice left the two vats filled with water, hugged the wooden basin and ran towards Jinshan Temple.

The little novice ran back to the temple, saw the old abbot of Jinshan Temple, and quickly told the abbot what he had encountered.

The abbot took the barrel, looked through it carefully, and immediately found the blood book written by Wen Jiao.

After the abbot read it carefully, his expression suddenly became solemn.

"I didn't expect that this child's life experience would be so twists and turns. That water bandit Liu Hong, who is really a treacherous and evil person, would actually do such a thing."

"The abbot, how should we deal with this matter, how about sending it to Chang'an, please Your Majesty to decide?"

"No."

The abbot frowned, "Then Liu Hong, who was born as a water bandit, is now a senior official in Jiangzhou. When he learns that the child is missing, he will definitely search the whole city. If we stay put, we can still keep this child alive. Going to Chang'an is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap."

"Yup!"

Only then did the little novice understand the deep meaning of the old abbot, and he couldn't help admiring him secretly.

If he was really reckless like himself and took the child to Chang'an, he might be arrested before leaving Jiangzhou.

Little Desert continued to ask, "The abbot, how should we deal with this child?"

The old abbot looked at the baby benevolently, and said distressedly.

"This child has a rough life experience and many misfortunes, but you just happened to stop him, so let him join our Jinshan Temple."

On the abbot's face, there was a strong look of compassion and compassion, very sincere.

Everything has both good and evil sides, good and bad sides, and it cannot be killed with a single stick.

Taoism, there is Taoist orthodoxy, Taoist masters, walk the way for the sky, and educate all living beings.

But there are also Taoist scum who practice conspiracy and sorcery, do all kinds of evil, and do things that anger the sky and the people.

Buddhism, of course, is no exception, there are sanctimonious, greedy hypocrites.

There are also eminent monks who are merciful and have the world in their hearts.

This old abbot is a real eminent monk. He cultivated Buddhist scriptures and cultivated a noble and upright spirit, which made him respect from the bottom of his heart.

The little novice nodded, "This baby has no name or surname, so the abbot may give it a name."

The abbot thought for a while, and said, "The child's surname is Chen, but in the current situation, the character Chen is absolutely unacceptable. Since it drifted down from the great river, it should be called Jiangliu'er."

"Jiang Liu'er?"

The little novice's eyes lit up, "Okay, that's a good name. On behalf of Jiang Liuer, I thank the abbot."

The abbot said, "In the next few days, you don't have to go to the kitchen to work, just concentrate on taking care of this little guy, go buy some milk, don't starve him."

"The disciple understands."

The little novice patted his chest.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

Jin Chanzi also grew from a white and fat baby to a handsome young man.

To everyone's surprise, Jin Chanzi's aptitude in Buddhist attainments is unparalleled!
Before the age of 13, he read thousands of Buddhist scriptures in Jinshan Temple thoroughly.

In a few more years, in terms of attainments in Buddhism, he really surpassed the old abbot.

The monks of Jinshan Temple are amazed and regarded as treasures if they take out a little bit of Buddhist attainments at will.

In addition, in Jinshan Temple, there are hundreds of medical techniques and medical scriptures, all of which have been thoroughly studied by Jiang Liu'er.

In addition to treating the sick and wounded for the monks of Jinshan Temple free of charge.

He often went down the mountain to treat people in the village, and his medical skills became more and more pure and profound.

Buddhist scriptures and medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and Jiang Liu'er's name gradually spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

All temples know that Jinshan Temple has produced a remarkable young monk.

Not only is he proficient in Buddhist scriptures, but even in medical skills, which are beyond the reach of others.

In the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an, and the Taiji Hall, Li Shimin rubbed his brows with his hands, with a sad face, "Princess Jinyang's illness, can you find a cure?"

Below, more than a dozen gray-haired imperial physicians, you look at me, I look at you, they all shook their heads, "Your Majesty, Princess Jinyang's illness is too weird, mysterious, and I have no countermeasures. "

"This sentence again"

Li Shimin, who was calm at first, suddenly became furious, and viciously swept down the memorial on the desk, and smashed it heavily on the ground.

A group of old doctors who were frightened knelt down tremblingly, their bodies trembling.

His Majesty the Emperor doesn't get angry easily, but once he gets angry, he is more terrifying than anyone else.

"I raised you for the purpose of curing diseases and people. Now I can't even look after a little girl who is more than ten years old. What's the use of raising you?"

"A bunch of trash!"

After Li Shimin vented the emotions accumulated in his heart, he slumped on the throne again.

After a long time, I asked, "Princess Jinyang. How much time is left?"

The leading old doctor quickly replied, "Although the ministers and others have tried their best to heal, Princess Jinyang, it will take two years if it is long, and one year if it is short."

"One year, two years."

Li Shimin sighed, how should he say this to Empress Changsun.

Empress Changsun's health was not very good in the first place, if she found out about this incident, she would be hurt more and more, what should she do?

At this moment, the eunuch Zhang Anan who was serving Li Shimin whispered.

"Your Majesty, my servant has a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Li Shimin frowned, "Say."

"Your Majesty, I have heard that there is a young monk in Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou who is not only proficient in Buddhism, but also unparalleled in medical skills. Invite the young genius doctor to show Princess Jinyang?"

Li Shimin was silent, not even the top medical team in Datang could do anything about it.

What can a young monk do?
Li Shimin was about to refuse, but when he thought of Princess Jinyang's pale face, he couldn't help feeling hopeful.

Maybe, this young monk of Jinshan Temple can really cure his son?
Li Shimin raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Aban, "You personally send someone to Jiangzhou, and quickly invite the monk from Jinshan Temple over, and tell him that if he can cure his son, I will reward him as a prince!"

"hiss."

Zhang Anan took a deep breath.

How many princes are there in Datang now?
Which one of the princes of the state did not make a major contribution to the Tang Dynasty, or was killed out of the dead with His Majesty.

If the monk of Jinshan Temple can really cure Princess Jinyang, the glory and wealth will be passed down from generation to generation.

Zhang Anan cupped his hands, "Your maidservant will go down and make arrangements."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left the Taiji Hall, dispatched a thousand Imperial Forest Army, and rushed to Jiangzhou to invite Jiang Liuer.

The Royal Forest Army, which is prohibited by orders, is the most elite army in the Tang Dynasty.

After traveling day and night, it took only half a month to arrive at Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou.

The commander of the imperial forest army looked at the very ordinary temple in front of him, and doubts arose in his heart.

In such a small temple, is there really someone who can cure Princess Jinyang's disease?

The commander of the imperial forest army dispelled the wild thoughts in his heart, stepped forward and knocked on the gate of Jinshan Temple.

After a while, a little novice monk opened the door. He was shocked and his face turned pale. "Who are you?"

The commander of the imperial forest army took out a gold medal made of pure gold, "Take me to meet your abbot."

"Yes"

The little novice couldn't bear to refuse, and soon the commander of the Imperial Forest Army met the abbot of Jinshan Temple.

He cut straight to the point and went straight to the point, "Abbot, Your Majesty heard that there is a young monk from Jinshan Temple who is a master of both Buddhism and medicine, and has extraordinary talents, so he invites the young monk to go to Chang'an to treat Princess Jinyang."

The old abbot frowned, he saw a doctor for the princess, if he looked good, that's all, if he didn't look well, wouldn't his life be in danger at any time?

Just as the old abbot was about to refuse, he heard the commander of the Royal Forest Army add, "Your Majesty said, if the divine monk can take good care of Princess Jinyang's illness, he will reward the divine monk with the title of Duke of the State, and Jinshan Temple will produce a Duke of the Kingdom. I will also be honored with you and enjoy the supreme glory."

The old abbot didn't worry about the position of Duke, but asked, "Dare to ask the commander, if the princess's illness can't be cured?"

"Your Majesty said that even if the cure is not good, he will never blame him."

The old abbot suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, if this is the case, it will be better.
He called a little novice monk, "Go and invite Jiang Liuer over here."

"Yes, Abbot."

Not long after, the little monk brought Jiang Liuer over.

Jiang Liu'er was hugging a big fat and fragrant roast chicken, feasting on it, her mouth was full of oil, she was very happy.

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army frowned, "Is this the young monk, the doctor Jiang Liuer?"

He has lived half his life, and he has never seen a monk who dared to eat chicken in the temple in public.

The old abbot scolded, "Jiang Liuer, you have eaten up all the chickens in the temple."

"Why don't you come here soon to meet the Commander of the Imperial Forest Army?"

While eating, Jiang Liu'er bowed to the commander of the imperial forest army and saluted, "Jiang Liu'er, I have met the commander."

After speaking, he looked at the old abbot with a puzzled expression.

The chicken, which has been raised for two and a half years, has just been roasted and is delicious. Before I finished eating, the old abbot called me.

The old abbot immediately explained to Jiang Liu'er in a few words.

After Jiang Liu'er heard it, she suddenly realized, "So you are here to see a doctor."

"Don't worry, no matter what the disease is, the medicine will definitely cure it."

The commander of the imperial forest army listened to Jiang Liu'er eating roast chicken and talking big, and his evaluation was lowered by another three points.

Can this kind of wine and meat monk cure Princess Jinyang's illness?Don't make people laugh out loud.

The commander of the imperial forest army already regarded Jiang Liu'er as a liar in his heart.

It's just that due to the emperor's imperial decree, it didn't show up.

Jiang Liu'er looked at the commander of the Imperial Forest Army with a smile, "It just so happens that Jinshan Temple is a bit boring, Sir Commander, when are we going to leave? I heard that I haven't been to Chang'an before."

"Leave after a day of rest."

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army said bluntly, rushing on the road continuously for half a month, even the most elite Imperial Forest Army couldn't bear it.

One day passed in the blink of an eye, just as Jiang Liu'er was packing his luggage and was about to go to Chang'an with the Imperial Forest Army.

The old abbot came to the door, handed a brocade box to Jiang Liuer, and told him to open it only when he arrived in Chang'an.

Jiang Liu'er guessed the contents of the brocade box immediately.

What is it if it's not a blood book written by Wen Jiao with the blood of her fingertips?
The old abbot said again, "It's a long way to go. If Princess Jinyang's illness can be cured, I will try my best to cure it. If it can't be cured, I will get out as soon as possible. You must not."

Jiang Liu'er didn't feel impatient with the old abbot's words, but listened carefully.

After listening, Jiang Liu'er did not hesitate any more, followed the Imperial Forest Army, and embarked on the road to Chang'an.

Returning to Chang'an this time, taking care of Jiang Liu'er, he did not march in a hurry, it took a month to return to Chang'an.

After returning to Chang'an, Li Shimin couldn't wait to summon Jiang Liu'er.

In the Tai Chi Hall, Li Shimin sat upright and said solemnly, "Are you the young monk of Jinshan Temple?"

Jiang Liu'er shook his head, "I don't dare to be a monk, it's just that I have some attainments in Buddhism."

"Well, you have some accomplishments, so I'll test you."

Li Shimin flipped through the Buddhist scriptures on the desk and began to ask Jiang Liuer questions.

Jiang Liu'er practiced in the tenth life, and before the tenth life, he even practiced in the Daxiong Palace. He has never seen any Buddhist scriptures, and he is not proficient in any Buddhist principles.

No matter what Li Shimin asked, all the answers were fluent, without a trace of stagnation, or a single mistake, which opened Li Shimin's eyes and praised him.

"When I heard your name before, I still didn't believe it, but after today, I believe you."

"With such attainments in Buddhist scriptures, presumably the attainments in medical skills are not superficial."

Li Shimin said, "After three days, go and diagnose Princess Jinyang. I keep my word. If you can cure Princess Jinyang's illness, I will definitely reward you as a Duke."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day, Jiang Liu'er, led by many old imperial physicians and the commander of the Royal Forest Army, came to Jiaotai Hall.

In the depths of Jiaotai Hall, on a large chair, a little girl in her teens was sitting.

The little girl has fair and delicate skin, exquisite facial features, and big twinkling eyes.

Although he is still young, he already has the capital to overwhelm the country and the city.

It's just that his hair is a little yellow, a little malnourished, and his face is not normally fair, but a little pale.

Breathing sometimes, will be very rapid, as if out of breath.

The little girl is none other than Princess Jinyang, Li Mingda.

(End of this chapter)