Changsun shook his wrist and opened the folding fan with a whistle. His chic movements showed his usual skill, and then he was stunned by a large cluster of gorgeous chrysanthemums that caught his eyes.

After turning over the fan, there were two or three remaining chrysanthemums, and there were two poems on it: The lotus is gone without a rain cover, and the chrysanthemums still have branches of frost.

Haha, Changsun Chong couldn't help but laugh and said, "It turns out that Lu Xian loves chrysanthemums in a long time. These two lines of poetry can show his character's character."

Changsun Wuji glanced at the poem, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer. He said slowly: "The flowers on the front are blooming and the chrysanthemums on the back are in decline, but they are also working hard to improve, giving people a high spirit. Chong'er, you have only realized one level, and there is another profound meaning in the immortal poem!"

Changsun rushed over, thought carefully, and bowed, "Father, please remember it, the child should keep it in mind."

Changsun Chong does not have much ability or ability, but he also has self-knowledge, is content with the status quo, and has no ambitions.

In Changsun Wuji's view, this is a bit self-deprecating and unyielding. These two lines of poetry do encourage people to be optimistic and work hard, so he took the opportunity to criticize his son's sentences.

Turning his head, Changsun Wuji smiled and said to Xu Qilin, "Qi Lin arrived early, I'm afraid he would leave with excuses because he did his best?"

Is this old fox so smart? Isn't it the worm in my stomach? Xu Qilin was a little stunned by the sudden question, and blinked his eyes for a moment, not knowing whether it was admitting or denied.

Changsun Wuji waved his hand and continued, "Today, a certain banquet only invited twenty or thirty people to have a casual gathering. Qi Lin doesn't have to leave first."

Changsun Chong also advised, "Qi Lin is still young, I think it's not easy to get along with the elderly. However, there are also young people among the guests today, so Qi Lin should not feel lonely."

Changsun Wuji looked at Xu Qilin meaningfully and said, "Even if you are the reputation of the commander Lu Yuxianchang, you must stay."

What does it have to do with my master? Xu Qilin has no feelings for this fabricated master, just a shield.

But—Xu Qilin thought instead that although the master is a false one, he seems to have nothing to do with him. Is anyone going to do it through his master?

Changsun cried up and invited him, "Your Highness the Princess has long wanted to meet Qi Lin and thank you for sending medicine. Qi Lin, how about you please go to the back garden with me?"

"Is it convenient?" Xu Qilin said, but he was already standing up.

"What's the inconvenience?" Changsun Chong smiled and said, "To put it, Qi Lin is also a royal relative, but he has never heard you make a fuss. It's so strange!"

I rely on real skills to come out! Xu Qilin smiled and bowed to Changsun Wuji. He rushed out of the hall and turned to the back garden with Changsun.

According to the Tang Dynasty system, the princess wanted her husband's family to set up a house when she got married. On the one hand, she looked noble with her golden branches and jade leaves; on the other hand, she also lacked the embarrassment of etiquette.

Xu Qilin knew about this, but he didn't expect that Princess Changle was also at Duke Zhao's mansion.

She wanted to see me, could it be - don't think about it, she is not Pan An, and the twelve-year-old kid can make the beauty miss it day and night?

Get rid of some fantasy thoughts, Xu Qilin took an appreciative attitude and corrected his mentality.

Changsun was familiar with the way. After all, this was his former home. He walked through the door and walked through the courtyard and led Xu Qilin to a pavilion.

Obviously, this should be the house where he and Princess Changle came back to live temporarily. Even if they lived temporarily, they were carved beams and painted buildings, which were wide and luxurious, and exuded a sense of wealth.

Before he could enter the hall, he heard the laughter of a woman coming from inside. Changsun Chong said to the servant outside with a smile on his face: "Go and inform His Highness the Princess, you have invited Qi Lin."

The maid went in to report, and the laughter stopped inside. After a while, the maid came out to invite her.

Changsun Chong reached out to invite him, and Xu Qilin gave in a moment before following Changsun Chong into the hall.

The shape of tables and chairs has become popular in wealthy families in the capital without realizing it, and is usually set up by people. If you are a more scheming guest, please wait for a bed; if you are familiar with each other, especially young people, you prefer this kind of high-legged style that is not tired when sitting.

This hall is decorated with new furniture, soft chairs, sofas, coffee tables, and tables. Behind the table is a beautiful woman, with water boiling on the table with a charcoal stove and neatly arranged tea sets, which seems to be cooking tea.

"Your Highness, this is Xu Xiaolang." Changsun Chong introduced with a smile.

Xu Qilin stepped forward and bowed, "The emperor has met His Highness the Princess."

"No gift." A soft voice like spring breeze sounded. Li Lizhi's bright eyes looked up and down at Xu Qilin, smiled slightly, raised her hand and said, "Xu Xiaolang, please sit down."

"Your Highness Princess Xie." Xu Qilin was not polite and sat in the chair signaled by Changsun Chong.

Li Lizhi knew that Xu Qilin would come today and could see it. She was ready for the scene. She pointed to the "Meditative Mantra" hanging next to her and smiled and said, "Xu Xiaolang, you are the most familiar with this. My father ordered people to copy it with the technique of ringing the bed. There were very few. I was fortunate to get it and loved it very much."

Xu Qilin said: "This is the handwriting of a family teacher, which is refreshing, sharp and handsome, and has strong bones. The subordinates think that they can be called a master of the generation and can be a role model for generations in future generations."

Li Lizhi said with a slight look on her head and said, "As a disciple, Xiaolang has no exaggeration to praise this. I have also read the "Clean Mantra" you wrote by you. It shows that it is a young man's nature, which is very different from the thin, hard and balanced nature of Lu Yuxian, but it is also innovative and well written."

"Your Highness the Princess is too awarded." Xu Qilin finally looked at Li Lizhi's appearance clearly.

The pink face with egg-shaped face is delicate, the hair is black, the eyes are soft, and the delicate body is slightly slender. She is wearing a light green silk dress. She looks elegant and refined, just like a beautiful fairy descending to the earth in the heavens.

The beauty of the country, the beauty of the sky, the beauty of the flowers and the beauty of the moon... Well, it should be worthy of these words. As the name suggests, there is no exaggeration.

"Your Highness the Princess is good at calligraphy and painting, and also likes to collect works by famous masters." Changsun Chong said with a smile: "If Qi Lin can get the calligraphy of his master again, I hope he can borrow it to observe and admire it."

"I am just a hobby in calligraphy and painting, but it is difficult to be elegant." Li Lizhi glanced at her husband with a slight anger, and seemed to think that it was not good to praise him so much. She looked at Xu Qilin with a beautiful look, and was also passionate about borrowing calligraphy.

Xu Qilin hurriedly bowed and said, "When the lower official meets his family teacher again, he will ask for a calligraphy treasure for him."

Li Li's eyes lit up and she was overjoyed, but she felt a little sad, not knowing when and when she would have to wait.

"I feel very kind." Li Lizhi quickly adjusted her mood and smiled: "If Xu Xiaolang could write a piece of calligraphy for me, it would be great."

Xu Qilin scratched his head and said shyly: "It's still a bit difficult to reach the level of the Qingxin Mantra. Well, the official should do his best to write it well."

Li Lizhi smiled and said, "It's good to do your best, but don't pursue perfection and let me wait for a long time!"

Well, Li Li is of good quality, beautiful and kind-hearted, and can also listen to her words.

Xu Qilin hurriedly agreed and promised that Princess Changle would not wait too long.

"Qi Lin, since you know that drinking Huazhou orange red can cure qi diseases, you must have a more effective prescription?" Changsun Chong suddenly interrupted and asked, "Your Highness the princess is breathing when the seasons change. She can't lie down at night and cannot sleep. She is anxious and heartbroken, but she has no choice but to do anything. Alas——"

When seasons change, the temperature rises and rises more frequently, and it is also a time when asthma occurs. Asthma cannot be cured in later generations, and can only be maintained and relieved.

Xu Qilin scratched his head again. It is impossible to make any spray now!

"Xu Xiaolang doesn't have to be so depressed." Li Lizhi comforted her: "I have been drinking tea for two months, but I feel that my qi disease has been relieved. After changing to Huazhou Orange Red, it is not known that it may be cured."

Healing?! Then you can win the Nobel Prize.

Xu Qilin knew about the aminophylline drug. A colleague of his later generations had asthma and carried drugs and sprays with him.

After thinking for a while, Xu Qilin spoke slowly and said, "Tea contains theophylline, which must be effective for qi disease. Your Highness insists on drinking, keeping warm when the seasons change, and do not suffer from wind and cold, which can also suppress symptoms. As for a more effective prescription-"

After pausing, Xu Qilin said, "When the officials go back and check, most of them, it should be similar, right?"

As Changsun Chong looked at him expectantly, Xu Qilin couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "If it is convenient, can the lower official take the pulse for His Highness the Princess? Although the lower official is not good at medical treatment, he still knows the pulse. When he sees the master again and tells him about the pulse, he must have a treatment method."

Li Lizhi hesitated a little, and Changsun Chong had already agreed, and reached out to pull Xu Qilin up and urged: "Where is there any inconvenience when treating the disease and saving people? Come on, take the pulse for His Highness the Princess."

Xu Qilin walked to the table, bowed to Li Lizhi, and sat down, but secretly summoned the soul to his body.

Li Lizhi smiled slightly, stretched out her jade hand, gently pulled her sleeves, revealing a piece of her white wrist.

It is normal for Xu Qilin to summon the soul to the upper body, but it still has to be affected a little bit. The main thing is the expression and mood. After all, it is the soul that does not belong to him, and he also has to give up some control of his will.

With a slight squinting eyes, Xu Qilin seemed to be an old monk who had entered into meditation, and his three fingers were gently pressed on Li Lizhi's wrist.

Such professional techniques and expression comforted Changsun Chong, looking at his wife with a smile, gently showing his care and love.

Li Lizhi smiled slightly, glanced at her husband, showing a little coquettishness.

After a while, Xu Qilin finished the pulse and said slowly: "Your Highness the Princess not only has qi disease, but also has wind disease, but it is inherited from Empress Wende and Your Majesty."

Changsun Chong nodded first and then asked in confusion: "What is genetic?"

Xu Qilin was stunned for a moment and realized that there was no such term or saying as "heredity", so he explained: "Certain diseases can be transmitted from parents to children, which is called inheritance."

"The father and the emperor are dysfunctional, and the mother and the queen are dysfunctional. My symptoms are the same as my son. Qi Lin said it well." Li Lizhi pondered for a moment and suddenly asked again: "Will this disease be passed on to the descendants?"

Now Changsun Chong and Li Lizhi have a son, named Changsun Yan, who is only two years old. The mother's nature is that she cares about the children the most, and it is reasonable to ask some questions.

Xu Qilin was not sure, and said, "Some of this inheritance is passed down from father to son, while others are passed down from mother to daughter, and there is also a certain probability that it will not be inherited from descendants."

This is a tongue twister, and Xu Qilin feels it’s hard to hear.

"Yan'er is healthy, so it must be fine." Changsun Chong comforted him, "Besides, there is also the immortal Lu Yu. Your Highness's illness will definitely be cured."

Li Li was relieved and looked at Xu Qilin and said, "Lu Yu Xian Chang's head but not the tail. It is rare for ordinary people to see their true faces. I want to pay homage to me, but it is difficult to fulfill my wish. Since Qi Lin is a disciple, he should pass on his reputation as his teacher, and just a few words can also be thought-provoking."

What does it mean? I'll write a monograph for Lu Yu?

Xu Qilin didn't understand his intention, but he still agreed. Who told him to be a disciple? How could the teacher not keep it?

Changsun Chong put the Xianglu box on the table again, saying that it was given by Xu Qilin.

Li Lizhi opened it with a smile, and saw that there were all kinds of fragrances, but she only took out the fragrance of osmanthus and said, "I only love this fragrance, but it is hard to buy it. Although I have paid tribute, there are many people and few things, and the shape of osmanthus is even more rare."

As she said that, she turned to Xu Qilin and said in a teasing tone: "Does Qilin think that only Xu Chongrong is worthy of this fragrance, which makes me want to ask Yizi to ask for it?"

"This—" Xu Qilin was speechless for a moment and said with a wry smile: "I don't know that Your Highness also likes this fragrance, nor do I know that Your Highness and my sister are equally beautiful and outstanding. Tomorrow, the Highness will send someone to the mansion and ask Your Highness not to reject it."

Hahaha, Li Lizhi covered her mouth and smiled, looking very happy to see the young boy's embarrassment.

Changsun Chong was happy when he saw his beloved wife, and smiled and said, "It is reasonable for Qi Lin to love his sister."

Li Lizhi reached out to take the round fan on the table, shook it at Xu Qilin, and smiled and said, "It's not from the bottom of my heart, Qi Lin can't write this wonderful poem. This was also something that Yizi asked for, and gave it to me."

As she said that, she chanted softly: "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance, and the breeze blows through the dew of the pillars..."

Little Shizi is quite good at asking for things from her sister and then giving them to her sister.

Xu Qilin smiled and said, "I love my sister, and I love Your Highness, and I have the same feelings."

"That's true." Li Lizhi said first: "Although the slightest is small, he is very sensible. He knows that the body is weak and sick, but there are good prescriptions and medicinal materials that will always be sent."

"Huazhou Orange Red was also sent to the Princess by His Highness Jinyang," Xu Qilin said: "My teacher once said that this thing has some effect on qi disease, so the official asked Feng Zhidao to buy it from Huazhou, but there was no ordinary pharmacy shop."

"Lingnan Feng Family——" Changsun nodded and knew the source of this thing.

"Xizi and Xiao Zhao are very good, and Xiaolang is also caring for Yizi." Li Lizhi said: "Inheriting a kind and sincere heart, Xiaolang will have a bright future in the future."

"Thank you Your Highness to praise you." Xu Qilin bowed and thanked him, saying, "This is the duty of the subordinate, and it is also a small task, but he didn't think too far and thought too much."
Chapter completed!