"I came in a hurry, and I just heard that you were sick in the East Palace, so I didn't bring anything. Thinking that you have a fever and should have no appetite, I cooked you a bowl of porridge in the East Palace, or you can eat some and drink a few sips while it's hot! Xia Hongsheng opened the food box, scooped a bowl out of it, and said.

Li Lizhi's face was red, and the people around her were a little embarrassed. Even for the princess, the porridge cooked by a prince himself was of great significance—even in a commoner's home, men rarely cooked it themselves.

Therefore, Li Lizhi was deeply moved, and sat up with the support of the maid.

"Master Hou, let's come as a slave!" After the maid helped Li Lizhi up, she said to Xia Hongsheng, then took the bowl and spoon from Xia Hongsheng's hand, scooped out a mouthful and blew it gently, and sent it to Li Lisheng's mouth.

Li Lizhi looked shy, took a sip, and then blinked her eyes and looked at Xia Hongsheng.

"You haven't eaten properly in a few days, have you? This porridge has a light salty flavor and has shreds of chicken in it, so chew it well. Seeing Li Lizhi looking at himself with wide eyes in surprise, Xia Hongsheng smiled and said.

"It's very palatable...... Li Lizhi lowered her head and swallowed the shredded chicken and rice porridge made by Xia Hongsheng in a small bite.

Xia Hongsheng is still very confident in his cooking skills, and the shredded chicken and rice porridge he made is naturally full of fragrance, which provokes Li Chengqian to sniffle.

"I said Changle, how about giving it a taste to my brother?" Li Chengqian finally couldn't help it: "Brother Wei has never tasted salted rice porridge with chicken!" ”

"No, Lizhi hasn't eaten a few bites in several meals!" Li Liqian, who has always been obedient, resolutely rejected Li Chengqian's request this time.

In the end, it is my sister who feels sorry for herself. Seeing that Li Lizhen's sick face in the past few days finally had a happy look. Li Chengqian also laughed.

Li Lizhi seemed to be in high spirits. I don't seem to feel too physically uncomfortable.

The three of them were talking and laughing, when they suddenly heard a shout outside: "Saint to!" ”

Xia Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what he wanted to do, this, he just cared about talking to Li Liqing, and forgot to leave!

Li Chengqian obviously realized this problem, so as soon as he turned around, he stuffed the tissue paper to Li Liqian: "Wait until we leave, and then take it out, we have to let my father see it!" ”

Let's talk about it. The two hurriedly walked to the gate of the hall and bowed down and waited for Li Shimin to come in.

"Huh? Why are you two here? Seeing Li Chengqian and Xia Hongsheng there, Li Shimin was a little surprised, and then said: "Why are the doors and windows in the palace wide open?" Isn't it possible that the princess is not very sick?! ”

"Father, after Master Li's lecture today, Erchen and Xiahou came to visit my sister. I'm leaving. Li Chengqian explained to Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, it was Weichen who asked them to open the doors and windows." Xia Hongsheng also hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Although the princess's wind cold will not be too big a problem and is easy to cure, it will be contagious. If you don't open the doors and windows for ventilation, then the people who are here will easily get this kind of wind chill. It's not serious, though. But it's also very uncomfortable. ”

Hearing Xia Hongsheng say this, Li Shimin was stunned: "Contagion? ”

Of course, Xia Hongsheng understood what Li Shimin was thinking, so he hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, even if it is infected, it is just a cold, just drink a few pairs of medicines, and it will be fine." Moreover, as long as it is ventilated frequently, it can also be prevented. If His Majesty is still not at ease, he can order the chamberlain to boil vinegar in the palace, and the smell of boiling vinegar is enough to prevent it. ”

As a person who successfully treated malaria and made the people of Datang no longer have to talk about malaria, Li Shimin naturally believed what Xia Hongsheng said. So he nodded, and confirmed: "So, Changle's wind chill is not a big problem?" ”

Xia Hongsheng nodded: "Yes, it's not a big deal, as long as the fever goes away and you drink a few more medicines, you can get better in three days, but there will still be some cough, and it will be cured after seven or eight days." ”

"Father, if there is nothing else, Erchen and Xiahou are ready to retire." Li Chengqian bowed down again and said.

Li Shimin nodded: "Okay." ”

The two left the palace, Xia Hongsheng said goodbye and left, and on the way back to his home, he thought about something that he had thought about before, but had not done.

Thermometer.

When I first remembered the thermometer, it was when I distilled petroleum to make gasoline. However, the temperature in the distillation furnace far exceeded the maximum temperature of the thermometer that Xia Hongsheng could make, so it was not as practical as the hand of the old kiln head. But today, when I saw that Li Lizhi had a fever, my heart moved, and I remembered it again. You can't measure the temperature of the distillation furnace, you can measure your body temperature!

Mercury, the Taoist priests in the Xuandu Temple can make it. Glass rods, glass mills want to make it is even easier.

Xia Hongsheng returned to the study with a few strokes, and quickly drew out the drawings. I called the family to send it to the glass workshop, and then waited.

Xia Hongsheng was still not idle, and immediately began to prepare the content of the newspaper to be printed tomorrow, this time, he did not plan to delay any longer. A hand-copied newspaper, the advertisement is easy to write, the small things in the market are also easy, the poems and songs are not difficult to find, and the serialized legend is also a novel directly taken. The only thing that needs to be written seriously by Xia Hongsheng is the reports and comments on the affairs of the court. Of course, Xia Hongsheng added another article about the grievances between the Tang and the Turks, which was naturally polished and could arouse the hostility of the people towards the Turks.

Yuexian couldn't come to help, and she went to Taile Fang with the escort of one of her own soldiers at home, where she studied the twelve tones and those instruments with her ancestor Xiaosun, Pei Shenfu, and a group of musicians. Xia Hongsheng has told Yuexian all the knowledge he knows about music.

It wasn't until it was dark that Xia Hongsheng finally finished copying the newspaper by hand, so he immediately called Jiading and asked Jiading to send it to the printing house outside the city, and handed it over to the printing house to print overnight, and sent it over early tomorrow morning.

I don't know how Li Lao Er would react when he saw the newspaper in Li Lizhen's place. Printing the affairs of the imperial court in the newspaper means that more people know what the imperial court has done, and more people can talk about the imperial government. And this, thinking about it, is a taboo.

Xia Hongsheng can imagine that if he knew about the ministers in the court, he would definitely be going to fry the pot in the early days of the dynasty - all of them were impeaching the newspaper and discussing the government in vain.

And the key lies in Li Shimin, whether he has this vision to be able to see the great role of the newspaper. (To be continued.) )