My father, Li Shimin, please call me Crown Prince

Chapter 7 The First Chair of the Tang Dynasty

In Hanyuan Hall.

Two Indians, wearing colorful robes and gorgeous belts around their waists, were bowing to Li Shimin.

"Surya Siddhartha, the Indian envoy."

"Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

The two men greeted him in broken Chinese, clasped their hands together, and prostrated themselves.

"Flat body."

"I asked you to come here late at night because I have something to ask you."

After the two men stood up, the translator next to them relayed Li Shimin's meaning.

Although I have been in Chang'an for a short time, it is still difficult to communicate normally.

The two men replied in Indian dialect: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Great Tang, please speak."

Li Shimin chose his words carefully and said, "I heard that in your country, India, there is a magical medicine called Baiyu Duanxu Paste, which can heal bone injuries."

"Even if the broken bones have been broken for several years or even more than ten years, after applying this kind of magic medicine, it can be restored to its original state in a few months. Is there really such a magic medicine?"

The translator gritted his teeth and told the Indian envoys his Majesty's words as accurately as possible.

Listen to what Surya, Siddhartha, meant.

Li Shimin was asking them whether there was a black secret medicine in India that could treat bone injuries with good efficacy.

This put the two envoys in a difficult position.

The medicine of ancient India does not belong to Chinese medicine and has a long history.

The use of herbal medicine is similar to that of traditional Chinese medicine.

There seems to be a lot of black ointment that can heal bone injuries in India.

After discussing with Siddhartha for a while, Surya answered Li Shimin.

The translator relayed, "Your Majesty, the envoy Surya said that in India, there are many black elixirs that can heal bone injuries. He doesn't know which one Your Majesty is talking about."

"They also have elixirs that are very effective in treating bone injuries, but they are extremely precious and rare. Even they have only heard some rumors about them."

"If His Majesty needs the best elixir, they can report back to King Harsha and go find the elixir His Majesty needs."

Li Shimin was overjoyed and received confirmation from the Indian envoys, indicating that there really was White Jade Ointment in India, but it might be called by another name.

But there is finally some hope for the prince's leg disease.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. If the prince can cure his leg disease, he will surely regain his former glory."

Changsun Wuji said from the side.

In fact, when Li Shimin first told him that Prince of Wei Li Tai had found a cure for the prince's bone injury, he didn't believe it.

Li Shimin himself didn't feel anything, but as his uncle, Changsun Wuji, how could he not know about the things going on between the Crown Prince and the King of Wei?

How could the King of Wei be so kind?

But now that the Indian envoys have confirmed it, he is a little confused.

But that did not prevent him from congratulating Li Shimin.

"This is all thanks to Qingque. After he opened the Literature Museum, he has been looking for famous doctors and magical medicines that can cure Chengqian's leg disease."

"There was news recently, so I was told."

"He is a good boy. The prince had too many misunderstandings about him before."

Having said that, Li Shimin paused slightly and blamed Changsun Wuji.

"And you, when I allowed Qingque to open a literary museum, you all opposed it."

"Fortunately, I persisted at that time, otherwise, would I have the news of the elixir today?"

Changsun Wuji couldn't figure it out, but the facts were before him, so he could only bow helplessly: "Your Majesty is wise."

Li Shimin was very happy.

If this news is told to the prince, the misunderstanding between the two brothers will be cleared up.

And the prince will no longer resent him.

"Inform the Indian envoys that I will soon form a delegation and send envoys to visit India to strengthen exchanges between the two countries."

Li Shimin immediately issued an imperial decree.

He couldn't wait to find the White Jade Ointment for the prince.

When the Indian envoy heard the translation, he looked somewhat helpless.

They actually didn't want to leave Chang'an and return to India.

Because this place is so prosperous, India cannot compare to it at all.

But His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has already issued an edict, and they can only obey.

"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."
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East Palace, rear hall.

Su Yuer was waiting eagerly in the house.

From time to time, she would ask the maid whether His Highness had returned.

She felt that after being punished by His Majesty, the prince had really changed and cared about her again.

No woman likes to be a widow, and she had been a widow for more than a year before. If Li Chengqian had not changed her husband, Su Yuer would actually be grateful to Li Chengqian.

Because of the breakdown in their relationship, Li Chengqian did not discuss the rebellion with Su Yuer, and did not involve his father-in-law's secretary Su Tan.

Su Yuer's brother also escaped the disaster because of this.

"Your Highness, it's Your Highness."

The palace maid ran in happily from the door. Su Yu'er didn't care about being reserved, she stood up and walked towards the door.

Under the moonlight in the distance, the eunuchs held the lamps and the soldiers followed.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian limped over.

Su Yuer went forward to help.

She didn't ask the prince what he was doing, but asked him if he was hungry.

Li Chengqian was actually a little hungry.

In fact, when I woke up from the dream, I was very hungry.

But eating is not something that can be done easily. The matter of Hegan Chengji also made Li Chengqian feel like a thorn in his throat, which he would not be happy until it was resolved.

inside the house.

The table is already filled with delicious food.

The imperial meals prepared by the nobles were all of the foreign food.

In the Tang Dynasty, all imported food was called Hu food.

Mare's milk grapes from Gaochang, betel nuts and bananas from Annan, pine nuts from Silla, pepper from Magadha, and so on.

The Hu pancake sprinkled with sesame seeds is very fragrant, and the lamb and beef slices are also sprinkled with pepper.

Pepper is also known as black gold, and in a sense it has monetary attributes.

The Hu Bing served with the lamb is really delicious.

"Don't go fishing again in the future."

Li Chengqian took a look at the sashimi and said.

He didn't want to get parasites.

"Okay." Su Yuer agreed.

"You don't have to eat anymore." Li Chengqian added.

Su Yuer smiled and said, "I will listen to your Highness."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the eunuch brought a basin of water and a towel.

After cleaning, Li Chengqian said, "Yu'er, I want to make something. Tomorrow you can help me find the best painter in the Tang Dynasty. We also need some carpenters and blacksmiths who can make exquisite ironware."

Walking with a limp is really unsightly and also damages the image of the prince.

At present, Li Chengqian has no good way to treat his leg disease.

As I recall, even the King of Medicine Sun Simiao treated him, but was helpless.

So we can only make up for it through other methods.

"it is good."

Su Yuer happily agreed.

"Don't you want to ask me what I'm going to do?"

Li Chengqian couldn't help himself, because he wanted to explain, but Su Yuer didn't give him the chance.

"Whatever Your Highness wants to do, I will help you do it."

Su Yuer cherishes the lost and regained relationship between husband and wife even more.

Li Chengqian explained: "It's not convenient for me to walk. I limp. I don't look like a prince. I am a laughing stock."

"There is no way to cure my leg disease for now, and I don't expect it to be cured. I can only think of other ways."

"I'm going to build a... uh... Hu bed with wheels, like a chariot."

"It's like the Huchuang that foreign monks sit on, but with two chariot wheels added to it."

"I'll sit on it and let the guards push me. It'll look better than walking with a limp."

"I thought of two names for it, a cross-legged chair or a wheelchair."

"Yu'er, which one do you think is good?"

There was no such thing as a chair in the Tang Dynasty. It was called a Hu Ji, a small stool without a backrest.

Or it could be a Huchuang, which is similar to the dragon chair of later generations and can be used for both sleeping and sitting.

"Yuer thinks a wheelchair would be more appropriate."

"Your Highness's idea is really wonderful. I will find the best painter and the best craftsman for Your Highness."

"Make this wheelchair for His Highness to travel."

Su Yuer's eyes were full of twinkling stars.

(End of this chapter)