People in the Tang Dynasty, Jian'an style

Jinxiu mumbled, "I've already drunk this cup of tea. How about I pour another cup for the prince?"

"No need."

Li Wenbin was indeed overworked, tired and thirsty, so he drank the bowl of slightly cool and tasted bad tea in one gulp, and then said.

Chapter 107: Child-Giving Soup

Li Wenbin said: "Li Yuanji is dead, and the emperor has given me all his property. But I can't let my guard down because Li Yuanji is the emperor's son after all. If he feels something is wrong, he will definitely find a way to make trouble with me.

Hey! This is exactly what I want. I don't want to perform any grandparent-grandchild love with him.

But I have to keep a low profile for the time being. I have already finished what I should be busy with. What remains is to deal with it as it happens, so I am not too busy. I can spend more time with you guys in the future. Are you happy?"

"My Lord, is this true?"

Jinxiu was overjoyed, and she threw her delicate body into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said affectionately: "Your Highness has been working hard these days, working day and night. Even though I miss you, I know what is important and what is not. How dare I... How dare I show my attachment in front of you. Now that your Highness is not so busy, you... You should spend more time with me."

Li Wenbin thought he had seen a lot of people and could tell the difference between true and false feelings. But now, seeing her genuine feelings, her joy came naturally without any pretense or hypocrisy, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Great acting skills, she can win a Golden Horse Award!"

He laughed, picked up Jinxiu's soft and slender body, and said, "I have been busy with important matters these days. Do you think I don't miss you? Come on, it's getting late. Let's go to bed early."

After Li Wenbin finished speaking, he held her and walked behind the screen. Jinxiu immediately became nervous and said coquettishly, "Why is your Highness so impatient? You have to allow me to remove my makeup and take a bath before serving you."

As they were talking, Li Wenbin had already reached the bedside. He sneered and said, "We are an old married couple, why are there so many rules?"

As he spoke, he took a step behind the brocade curtain, reached out and lifted the tassels of the curtain. Sure enough, there was a person standing behind the curtain. When the curtain was lifted, the person let out a soft cry.

Li Wenbin was filled with anger. He glared at the man, and when he saw his appearance clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed...

It was true that there was someone behind the bed, but it was a woman, and that woman was Ruyue.

Li Wenbin was stunned at first, then he was confused: "Why would Ruyue hide from me in her room? Could it be...could it be that they have been alone in bed for a long time and they are playing tricks on each other?"

When he looked again, he saw that Ruyue was holding a Buddha statue in her hand. This suspicion that seemed the most reliable was no longer plausible. Li Wenbin could not help but asked in surprise, "You...what are you doing hiding here?"

Ruyue looked at Jinxiu, Jinxiu looked at Ruyue, Ruyue stamped her feet and said, "I told you earlier that you didn't have to hide from your husband, but you were so worried and he saw you anyway."

As she spoke, she walked out from behind the tent. Li Wenbin then saw clearly that what she was holding in her hand was a statue of "Guanyin Giving Birth". He immediately understood and felt ashamed for his previous suspicion.

Fortunately, he did not get angry just now. The head of the family could not show weakness easily. Li Wenbin knew that the two girls were extremely smart. He barged in like this and opened the back curtain without saying anything. I am afraid that the two girls have already guessed what he was thinking. So they simply took the initiative, put down Jinxiu, and said with a stern face: "What are you doing sneakily?"

Jinxiu mumbled for a while, then looked at Ruyue, but Ruyue was not afraid of him. She sat down beside the couch, hugged the Buddha statue in her arms, and said confidently: "We secretly went to invite a fertility-giving Guanyin, burned incense and prayed to the Buddha, praying to the Bodhisattva for a child. This method has been passed down here for hundreds of years and is said to be very effective. But she didn't want to be seen and laughed at, so she hid. We just wanted to make her husband's descendants prosperous and have many children and grandchildren. What is there to be ashamed of?"

When Li Wenbin heard that this was indeed the reason, he couldn't help but feel angry and amused, and said, "This is really a desperate attempt to find a cure. You still believe such a far-fetched saying? Instead of praying to the Buddha, you might as well pray to your prince. Without me, how could you have children?"

Ruyue said hesitantly: "The prince has favored us for so long, but we have not made any progress. How can we not be anxious?"

Jinxiu didn't dare to talk to Li Wenbin like that, and hurriedly explained: "Although these methods sound absurd, they may not be useless. I have heard that Bian Que once had a method of 'changing a girl into a boy'. After a woman becomes pregnant, take a bow string, put it in a red bag, and tie it on the woman's left arm. After a hundred days, remove it. Or take a sharp axe and hide it under the pregnant woman's bed with the blade facing downwards. Don't let anyone know, then the child will be a boy. There are even more bizarre methods than this..."

She glanced at Ruyue and said hesitantly, "We...we originally planned to try this method after we got pregnant."

Li Wenbin couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that a famous ancient doctor like Bian Que, who was praised as a god by later generations, also had such a ridiculous prescription? Yes, even in his time, there were many people who had various superstitious behaviors, so it was not easy to blame them for this behavior.

Ruyue put the Bodhisattva statue on the bed, jumped down and said: "Your Highness, please don't ask about these girls' affairs. Come on, Jinxiu, let's go drink the 'child-granting soup' first..."

Li Wenbin looked at her from behind and said in surprise, "Aren't you praying to the Buddha for a child? Why is there a 'child-granting soup'? Don't drink anything carelessly, or you'll get an upset stomach. What kind of medicine is used in this 'child-granting soup'?"

Jinxiu picked up the Buddha statue and said shyly, "This recipe doesn't use medicine. The fairy said that as long as we women kneel in front of the 'Guanyin statue' for three incense sticks, pray silently, and then...scrape off some soil from here...and drink it with water, it will...work..."

Li Wenbin looked in the direction of Jinxiu's finger, and his eyes suddenly widened. She was holding the Bodhisattva Guanyin in her arms, and the kind-looking Bodhisattva was holding a fat boy in her arms, wearing only a red bellyband and a longevity lock around his neck. The place where Jinxiu's slender jade finger pointed was exactly the fat boy's...little penis, which was the size of a young silkworm.

Li Wenbin stared at it for a long while and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahahaha, little dick? Eating the dirt scraped off the little dick? Hahahaha..., you really thought of it, it makes me laugh to death, can this little guy's thing compare to mine? In my opinion, you might as well eat your prince's..., maybe it's of some use..., hahahaha..."

Li Wenbin laughed so hard that he fell backwards. Jinxiu's pretty face turned red, but she didn't know what to say.

At this time, Ruyue walked back from outside the screen with her head held high, looked at Jinxiu, and asked, "Have you finished yours first?"

Li Wenbin laughed so hard that he fell down. He waved his hands and said, "Go ahead, drink your portion of the 'son-granting soup'. I'll see what the Bodhisattva will send to my Li family. Hahahaha..."

Jinxiu said shyly: "My bowl... was just drunk up by the prince..."

"Ga!" Li Wenbin's laughter stopped abruptly.

Chapter 108 Blood Transfusion

Li Wenbin supported his waist and sat back on the chair, pinching his brows and taking a breath. While thinking, he picked up the teapot and tried to moisten his throat with the spout, but the teapot stood up completely, but not a drop of water flowed out.

He was puzzled, remembering that he had never had time to drink the tea after it was brewed.

But the weight is wrong...

Lifting the lid, he saw that the teapot was full of tea. He lifted the kettle and poured more water, but not a drop came out. Li Wenbin looked at the spout curiously: "Could it be blocked by the tea leaves? That shouldn't mean not a drop should come out..."

Unexpectedly, when he lifted the teapot, the tea suddenly poured out and splashed all over his face. Fortunately, the tea had been warm after being left for a long time. Li Wenbin quickly put down the teapot, wiped his face and stared at the teapot in a daze.

"Too weird..." Li Wenbin looked around and felt a little scared. "Is there something unclean?"

He carefully picked up the teapot, opened it, held it in his hand to look at it, tapped it lightly and listened to the sound, just like identifying an antique, but found nothing unusual.

Just as he reached the door, the door creaked, and suddenly, without wind, it closed with a "bang". Li Wenbin was speechless, staring with his eyes wide open. Just as he was about to reach out to touch the door, the door creaked open again by itself. The room was empty, and there was no one at all.

Li Wenbin's hair stood up immediately. He took two steps back and shouted, "Who is it? Come out!"

"Hey, I am... I am a playboy... You playboy, do you really want to meet me?"

Li Wenbin was originally the one who least believed in ghosts and gods, but he couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation for such a strange thing except ghosts and gods. How could he sleep well when he was secretly teased by an old ghost?

It's not like he never slept well. Every time he kept his eyes open until midnight and fell into a deep sleep, he would sleep through the night. He would often have a strange dream.

In his dream, he felt like he was immersed in a hot spring, with streams of warm water flowing around him. The feeling was very comfortable, but when he woke up, he did not feel the comfort of a hydrotherapy session, but instead felt sore all over.

Having this kind of dream once can be understood as a dream. After several nights of this happening, he has begun to believe that he has encountered the legendary "ghost pressing on the body".

Before Li Wenbin could figure out what was going on, Cheng Yaojin showed up.

"Your Highness the Prince of Qi, are you forgetful and have forgotten to treat Duke Yi?" Cheng Yaojin spoke in a sarcastic tone, making Li Wenbin's face turn pale and blue.

"No, no. It's just that my nephew was delayed these days due to something." He explained quickly.

Looking at Li Wenbin's dark circles, Cheng Yaojin endured for a long time and finally said: "Your Highness, please exercise restraint..."

There was no choice, so Li Wenbin immediately went with him to Qin Qiong's house - accompanied by Li Shimin, who was curious about how he would treat Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong, on the other hand, was very open-minded and laughed: "Your Highness, Prince Qi, it is better to do it today than to wait for a better day. How about we start now?"

Li Wenbin nodded: "Okay, let's do it today. But Uncle Qin, wait a moment, I need to get ready."

"This is natural."

"Uncle Qin, don't worry. I am very confident that I can cure your illness."

Li Wenbin said: "Just find someone to give you blood."

"Blood transfer?" It was the first time Qin Qiong heard this term, and then Cheng Yaojin's loud voice rang out: "Use blood? Take mine."

A thick, hairy arm stretched out in front of Li Wenbin - almost thicker than his waist.

Niu Jinda also stretched out his arm, and so did Li Shimin.

"Uncle Cheng, don't worry."

Li Wenbin recalled his previous knowledge and ordered people to bring vinegar, tomatoes, salt, water, and egg shells.

First, take the tomato juice and put it in salt, then soak the egg shells in vinegar.

Li Shimin asked curiously: "Wenbin, what are you doing?"

Li Wenbin's actions confused everyone in the study. They had no idea why he did this.

"Father, this is a simple method that can test Uncle Qin's blood type."

"blood type?"

"Yes, everyone's blood type is different. Only after Uncle Qin's blood type is determined can we proceed to the next step. Uncle Qin, please take a little blood and drop it in here."

Qin Qiong dripped blood into the bowl, and after a while, he found that the solution in the bowl turned blue.

It was found that Qin Qiong was type B blood, and then all he had to do was find someone with the same type B blood to donate blood to him.

At the strong request of Cheng Yaojin and others, Li Wenbin had no choice but to conduct tests for them as well.

The results came out, Cheng Yaojin was type A, Niu Jinda was type AB, and only Li Shimin and Li Wenbin were type B.

"I will give Shubao blood."

"My Lord, you can't do that. You can't do that."

Qin Qiong hurriedly stopped him: "How dare I trouble the prince? Qin Qiong would never dare to do that."

Li Shimin said sternly: "Brothers like you and I have known each other for many years, why do we have to be so clear about the differences? Is it settled now?"

Li Wenbin said quickly: "Father, this blood transfusion will hurt your body. Although it will be fine after a few days of rest, what if everyone wants to summon you to see something?"

His words reminded Li Shimin that if he really went to the palace to meet the emperor in a sick state, he would probably be criticized by the prince.

"Father, my son also has type B blood, so let him do it."

If it were an ordinary person, he would have some thoughts in his mind at this time: You are trying so hard to win over my generals, what are you planning?

However, Li Shimin was indeed a rare wise king in Chinese history with a broad mind. After hearing what he said, he pondered for a moment and felt that what Li Wenbin said did make sense. Finally, he nodded and agreed.

However, you can't start transferring blood right away, you need to prepare the tools.

Li Shimin waved his hand and said: No matter how much it costs, Duke Yiguo's illness must be cured.

If you need anything, just ask the palace treasury and they will give you whatever you need.

Li Wenbin called the blacksmith in the palace and ordered him to forge two hollow needles, and the sooner the better.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a rubber hose, you can use a hollow reed tube instead. You can replace it at any time.

The craftsmanship of the craftsmen in the palace was indeed amazing. They finished making two hollow needles in just one night.

Li Wenbin got a needle and a reed tube, and under the leadership of Li Shimin and Zhangsun Wugou, the group came to the Duke of Yiguo's Mansion.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were already waiting at the door, and even the old guy Yuchi Gong came.

Chapter 109 Good wine, good wine

Li Wenbin looked at Yuchi Gong, who was eight feet tall and had a waist circumference of eight feet, just like a round oil barrel. It was impossible to tell the thickness of his body.

He had a shaggy beard under his chin and his skin color was the same as that of the Kunlun slaves on the market.

No wonder, only someone who looks like him could scare away those dirty things.

Qin Qiong was made to lie on a soft couch and was first disinfected with alcohol. Then Li Wenbin connected the needle to a reed tube and inserted it into his meridians. He then inserted the other end into his own blood vessels.

"Uncle Qin, lie down and don't be nervous."

The bright red blood flowed through the reed tube and into Qin Qiong's body.

Mrs. Qin's nervous heart almost jumped out of her throat: "Master, how do you feel?"

Qin Qiong was about to answer, but saw Li Wenbin gently gestured to him not to speak, so he had to nod slightly.

After an incense stick of time, Li Wenbin stopped transferring blood, put away all the things, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Qin, how do you feel?"

Qin Qiong closed his eyes and felt it for a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "The feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath has been relieved a lot, and the symptoms of dizziness have disappeared."

In fact, he didn't need to say it, Li Shimin and the others had already seen that Qin Qiong's face had turned red and was no longer as pale.

"Uncle Qin, you should have a good rest and have some sleep."

Qin Qiong nodded: He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

I closed my eyes and soon I heard snoring.

Li Wenbin said to Madam Qin, "Aunt, this blood transfusion can only treat the symptoms, but not the root cause. Please let Uncle Qin eat more spinach, celery, lean meat and eggs."

"Yes, I understand. Nephew Wenbin, I really need your help this time..."

As Mrs. Qin spoke, her voice began to choke with sobs.

"You stay here to look after Uncle Qin. I'll be waiting outside."

Li Wenbin walked out of the house and saw that the tool kit he carried had been opened, and that idiot Yuchi Jingde was holding a small bottle of alcohol and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"You can't drink it. That wine will kill you."

He shouted loudly, finally stopping Yuchi Jingde: "Someone will die? Are you kidding me?"

Li Wenbin gave a bitter smile. How come there are so many drunkards around Li Shimin? Do you dare to drink this pure alcohol that has been distilled five times?