Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 144 Do as I say and guarantee you a son

Wang Pingan was taken aback, and asked, "What medicine do you want me to prescribe?"

The man said seriously: "After taking the medicine, you can give birth to a son, no matter how much it costs, as long as you can prescribe it for me, I can afford it, and I will pay you more for the medicine!"

Wang Pingan was puzzled, turned to look at the old monk, and said, "Do you recognize this benefactor?"

The old monk nodded quickly, and said: "I recognize him. I have recognized him since the second year of his marriage. He comes every year! His business is not urgent. Let's talk about the paper you used just now. Do you know that? What kind of paper is it?"

But the man became impatient and said loudly: "What do you mean I am not in a hurry? Nianku presides, you are wrong. I have been in a hurry for more than 20 years. Isn't it urgent? Then what is it? urgent?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall burst into laughter. What can be so urgent for more than 20 years?Since you can be anxious for more than 20 years, then it is not called urgent, no matter how urgent you are, it will not be short of a while!
Wang Pingan made a sound, and said to the old monk: "So you are the abbot of the temple. I have disrespected you just now, so don't take offense!"

Nianku hurriedly folded his palms together and returned the salute: "The little benefactor is too polite. The monks are never angry. Even if the little benefactor beats the old monk with a stick, the old monk will not be offended. Why don't we talk about what you used to prescribe the prescription just now?" paper..."

The one who had been anxious for more than twenty years grabbed Wang Ping'an's sleeve and said in a bitter voice: "I said, old host, can you shut your mouth and let me finish talking, can you please?" If you keep going on and on, I won’t donate sesame oil money in the future, and I’ll let you drink the northwest wind!”

Nianku frowned, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and his face was full of disapproval!
Wang Pingan was fooled by them, he didn't know who to listen to, seeing that Nianku stopped talking, he said to this person: "May I ask what your name is?"

The man held onto his sleeve tightly, and said: "My name is Yin Jiucheng, I live in Luoyang, I am a bookseller, and my family is very poor..."

Wang Pingan took a look at his clothes, coarse cloth clothes, a pair of rag shoes on his feet, no socks, he really didn't look like a rich man.However, Nianku said aside: "Benefactor Yin, if you are a poor man..."

"I'm just a poor man, what's the matter? Okay, now that you're talking, I won't add sesame oil. You can go and drink the northwest wind!" Yin Jiucheng said with his eyes wide open.His face turned pale, and he smiled at Wang Pingan again, saying: "That's the thing, I have been married for more than 20 years, and there are twelve wives in my family, but so many wives don't give me sons, only girls , The money-losing goods are born one after another, and nineteen have been born, and one more will make up twenty, do you think I can take it easy?"

Wang Ping'an was taken aback and said, "You have nineteen daughters, how did you have so many daughters?"

"I want a son, but I just can't give birth!" Yin Jiucheng stomped.

Wang Ping'an felt amused, this was in the Tang Dynasty, if it was in modern times, the people in charge of Chaosheng would have to live in your house and teach you every day!
Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu were listening and angry, and Ding Danruo said: "What's wrong with my daughter, what's wrong with my daughter, your mother is not a woman, she is also a loser, so what happened to you?"

Wang Pingan said: "Don't be rude, how can you talk to brother Yin!" The words were reprimands, but the tone was very gentle, not like blaming, but rather encouraging!

"My mother is my mother, you little girl too..." Yin Jiucheng swallowed his saliva after glancing at Ouyang Li, who was domineering beside him, and didn't dare to continue. He turned to Wang Ping'an and said, "Little brother!" , will you prescribe the medicine to give birth to a son?"

Wang Pingan thought: "How to give birth to a child has something to do with those women in your family, but having a child has nothing to do with them, it has to do with you! But these days patriarchy is the norm, and there is nothing good about it." Angry, isn't it the same in modern times!"

He said: "Since all the women in your family have given birth to children, but all of them are girls, then it seems that it is not their fault, but your fault!" He added in his heart, there is something wrong with your head!

Yin Jiucheng shivered and said, "I, what's wrong with me? I'm fine. I can eat any kind of whip, and I'm in good health. I can take care of myself at night, not to mention many wives in my family..."

Before he could finish speaking, the two little girls "bah" at the same time, Ouyang Li shouted loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about, you must not say such shameless things in front of my master!"

As soon as he got angry, the eight Ouyang brothers outside the hall came to the door together and looked inside. As soon as the boss spoke, they would come in immediately, arrest Yin Jiucheng, and throw them wherever it was cool!
Wang Pingan sighed, you said that you can't do anything when you meet this kind of person, and it doesn't make sense to reason with him, it's useless to say anything!Since it is a waste of effort, why bother with it?

Wang Pingan took Yin Jiucheng's hand backhand, and said, "I'll take your pulse and see if you have any hidden diseases!"

"Yes, please give me a pulse quickly. I have seen many doctors, and all of them are quack doctors. They insist that I am not sick. If I am not sick, how can it be possible... It must be that my wives are sick. It's just a girl's disease!" Yin Jiucheng said eloquently.

After taking his pulse for a while, Wang Pingan showed a horrified expression on his face, and said loudly: "Brother Yin, you are sick. Not only are you sick, but you are already terminally ill, and there is no cure!" Thinking about the demonic disorder that my son came up with, this disease can't be cured except to give birth to a son immediately!

Yin Jiucheng was taken aback, and shouted: "What, what, what disease? Will he die? I don't want to die!"

Wang Pingan sighed, and said: "Fortunately, you met me, and I gave you the pulse in front of the Guanyin Bodhisattva seat. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to see that you have this disease. Your kidney is weak, it's too weak. !"

Yin Jiucheng was sweating on his brow, and said, "I'm not vain, I'm powerful, I can eat any whip!"

"It's because you eat all kinds of whips, so you strengthen your yang and cause kidney deficiency!" Wang Pingan said solemnly, he let go of Yin Jiucheng's hand, took the paper on the desk, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, and said : "After you go home, take a dose of this medicine every ten days, it will relieve your kidney deficiency, and you will be able to have a son in the future!"

Yin Jiucheng snatched the recipe, read it eagerly, and said, "Pork Rib Soup, isn't that the name of the dish? It's not medicine!"

Wang Pingan prescribed a medicated diet for him called "Sishen Ginkgo Pork Rib Soup", which is a medicated diet for strengthening the spleen and nourishing the kidney.This Yin Jiucheng is not sick, but has some kidney deficiency.Could it be that the kidney is not weak? He has to take care of so many wives at night. The more aphrodisiac he takes, the harder he takes care of it. Tiechu magic!
Wang Pingan said: "This is medicine. Who told you that pork rib soup is not medicine? Who told you?"

Yin Jiucheng scratched his head and said, "No one told me!"

Wang Pingan pointed to the prescription and said: "Look at these medicines, lotus seeds nourish the kidneys, gorgon seeds nourish the kidneys and essence, yams are used for spleen and kidney deficiency, barley can diure water and strengthen the spleen, and ginkgo can cure dampness and heat. It is quite a good medicinal food. Use them to stew ribs. If you want to eat sweet, add sugar, and if you want to eat salty, add salt. Judging from your current symptoms, eating this is just right, delicious, and can cure diseases. why not?"

Yin Jiucheng smiled and said, "Then I'll go home and try it, once every ten days, right?"

Wang Pingan nodded, but said again: "But there is a key to taking this medicine. You have to take a bath and change clothes before taking it. After serving the table, you have to recite nine hundred and ninety-nine lines of the six-character mantra first. This will work. Wait until you take it After finishing this medicine, you have to rinse your mouth with water, and then recite the 99 lines of the six-character mantra, that will work!"

The two little girls laughed when they heard what Wang Pingan said, and their young master was playing tricks again, but this guy should really repair it, saying that his daughter is a loser, if he doesn't repair it, who should he repair?
Yin Jiucheng was stunned for a while, then said in a daze, "Six-character mantra, what kind of mantra is that!"

Wang Ping'an hadn't spoken yet, but when he was thinking about suffering, he was anxious and said angrily, "Benefactor Yin, you have been visiting my White Horse Temple every year for more than 20 years. I thought you were so devout, but you faced Guanyin Bodhisattva for six consecutive years. I don’t even know the word Da Ming Mantra, it’s really too... oh!"

This six-character mantra is actually the six-character mantra, that is, the six characters on the banner on the Five Elements Mountain that suppressed Monkey King!
Wang Pingan pointed at Yin Jiucheng, and said heartbrokenly: "No wonder you can't give birth to a son, you are not sincere, and you don't even know the six-character mantra. Let me tell you, it's Om Mani Padme Hum, remember, Don't read it wrong. Do as I say, and be sincere when you read it, so that you will have a son!"

Yin Jiucheng muttered to himself, fearing that he would forget, and after a while, he said: "Then I'll go back first!" With sweat on his forehead, he wanted to go out.

Wang Pingan stopped him and said: "Let's go now, I say you are not sincere! Bodhisattva, shouldn't you add some sesame oil to his ever-burning lamp?"

Only then did Yin Jiucheng come back to his senses, and said: "Should be, I will add five guan..." Seeing Wang Ping'an shaking his head with a look of contempt on his face, he quickly changed his words: "Fifty guan... that's a lot. , that, that's five hundred guan... oh, that's too much!"

His heart ached so much that his face turned green, and he said to Nianku: "I'll ask someone to bring it to you tomorrow, it's cheap for you!" Shaking his head and sighing, he left the hall.

Nianku waited for him to leave, and then said to Wang Ping'an: "For more than 20 years, the total wealth donated by Lord Yin at the White Horse Temple is less than five hundred guan. When it reaches [-] characters, let him donate [-] guan, the words are like gold!"

Wang Pingan said with a smile: "Maybe it's because money is tight. If you have money, you spend more. If you don't have money, you spend less. It's all about your heart. The Bodhisattva will not be offended!"

He looked at Wang Ping'an with a cry of distress, and said, "He is short of money? Little benefactor, do you know who he is? He is the richest man in Luoyang City! You heard him say that he is just a bookseller, but in fact he is a seal for the royal family. Bookmakers not only engrave blocks, but also make paper, and even the paper used by the emperor today is made by his workshop! Among the ten books printed by our Tang Dynasty, three are from his family!"

Wang Ping'an was taken aback, and said: "Then he donated [-] guan and felt so distressed, and still dressed poorly, why?"

This is really in line with that sentence, poor and generous, poor and generous, the poorer the poorer, the richer the less picky!

Ouyang Li laughed and said, "He wants to keep the money for the daughters as dowries. He has nineteen daughters, and if he has another one, it will add up to twenty!"

After meditating on Amitabha, he looked at Wang Ping'an, smiled suddenly, and said, "Little benefactor, do you know why your mind was a little distracted when benefactor Yin left just now?"

Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to explain himself.

Sure enough, he thought hard and said: "The little benefactor thought that he was asking for a child because the female family member was not pregnant yet? In fact, one of his concubines was already pregnant for more than nine months. The No. 20 children are male or female. We will find out in a few days!"

Wang Ping'an groaned, thinking: "Oops, I told him to recite Om Mani Padme Hum, and eat some medicinal food to keep his son alive, but his wife is already pregnant, and the delivery date is here. A few days... with such an inch of effort!"

Nian wryly smiled and said: "I said that the little benefactor has the fate of the Buddha, but you don't believe it. If he still gave birth to a daughter, then the old man is wrong, but if he gave birth to a son, it proves that you really have the fate of the Buddha." Do you dare to say that you have never been enlightened by a Bodhisattva?"

He looked up at the Buddha statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said, "There is a Bodhisattva here to testify, little benefactor, what else do you have to say?"

Wang Pingan flicked his sleeves, and said in a very unhappy manner: "Master, why did you insist that I have the fate of Buddha? How do you see that I have the fate of Buddha? Could it be that there is a circle behind my head, which is still shining?"

Nian Kuna pointed to the gate in front of the hall, and said: "Little benefactor can see that all living beings are equal from the name on the gate, unless someone told you in advance, if you see it yourself, then you have something to do with Buddhism." Deep understanding! When I was young, before I came to this hall, I also saw the deep meaning, so my teacher accepted me into the door, and I converted to Buddha from then on. The little benefactor is doing exactly the same thing as I did back then. But you don't listen to the old monk's words, and you still want to be greedy for the world of mortals, this is not like the old monk!"

Wang Pingan laughed back angrily, and said: "Is it because I looked at the door frame like you did back then, so I have to become a monk like you? There is no such reason in the world!"

Nianku picked up the paper on the case, sighed, and said: "Listening to the accent of the little benefactor, he is from Xuzhou. That Xuzhou is really outstanding. This year, the two people who are destined to be Buddha are both from Xuzhou!"

He turned the paper over, and there was a picture of Guanyin printed on the back of the paper.

After thinking about suffering, he said: "A few days ago, an eminent monk returned to Chang'an from Xuzhou and passed by our temple. He once told the old monk about a person. Although the man was young, he was enlightened by the Buddha and healed the eminent monk's illness. Ear disease. At that time, the eminent monk wanted to persuade him to convert to my Buddha, but the man refused, because the man's reputation was too great, and the eminent monk knew that he could not persuade him, so he had to return to Chang'an, and wanted to study hard for a few years. Dharma, and then go back to Xuzhou to convince that person..."

The more Wang Pingan listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Before he finished speaking, he asked, "Is that eminent monk you mentioned, Hui Zheng from Lingling Temple?"

(End of this chapter)