Zhu Gaozhi stood outside the door and waited for a while. He didn't finish his clothes when he heard Wang Tian talking, and walked into the side hall with his feet and asked, "Doctor Wang, can you confirm the diagnosis?"
When the palace maids and eunuchs saw Zhu Gaozhi, they bowed their bodies to salute.
He saluted Zhu You again.
“…I don’t dare.”
Wang Tian stood up, bowed and said, "If you want to be diagnosed, you still need to consult with all your colleagues from the Imperial Hospital."
It is related to the emperor's dragon body, and you can't speak too much.
Zhu Youwang's heart sank.
Wang Tian is his exclusive imperial physician. He has been with him for the rest of his life and has always been known as the master of art.
He wouldn't speak nonsense in front of him again.
"I believe in you."
Zhu You waved his hand and asked again: "Is there a possibility of healing?"
Wang Tian thought for a while and said cautiously: "This disease can only be relieved by medicine... The emperor must not be tired and upset, as it will aggravate the rapid deterioration of the disease."
"Can I find out the specific cause of my disease?"
Zhu Gaozhi's right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
“It’s hard.”
Wang Tian shook his head: "It is usually caused by emotional depression, poor diet, excessive fatigue, and blood stasis... It is best to take care of it more."
Zhu Youwang pondered and said nothing. According to Wang Tian’s wishes, what should I do about the various matters of the court?
Will it be left aside and not deal with it?
Obviously not.
"Father, your body is the most important."
Prince Yu Zhu Gaodong poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Zhu Youwang.
When Wang Tian saw it, he said, "Master, you can't drink tea anymore in the future. If you are thirsty, you can drink some cooked water."
"Why is this?"
Zhu Gaodong looked up at him.
“…No matter what kind of tea leaves, it can stimulate the nerves and make people feel energetic.
The emperor had poor sleep quality, so what he needed was calm and relaxation... he completely relaxed.
The first is to start spiritually.”
Zhu Gaozhi nodded repeatedly, turned around and sent the palace maid: "Go and prepare the water quickly."
Zhu Youwang was tired of the open and secret struggles of his two sons, and felt the quarrel, and waved his hand: "You all go down, I'm tired, I want to rest."
Wang Tian bowed: "Old minister is going to decoct the medicine for you."
Zhu Youwang said "um" and lay on his back on the Arhat's bed.
A little eunuch pulled Bo and was covered with him.
"My son is leaving."
Zhu Gaodong and Zhu Gaozhi finished their tribute and retreated one after another.
After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Gaozhi and Zhu Gaodong whispered, "Brother, are you particularly happy to see your father like this?"
"Shut up!"
Zhu Gaodong glared at him: "Don't be disobedient or unfilial."
My father was sick, and I wanted to suffer for him..." He paused and said sarcastically: "What did my third brother think in his heart? He accidentally said it, and he still had the nerve to press it on someone else's body."
“Yo.”
Zhu Gaozhi smiled indifferently: "As the saying goes, if you don't see each other for three days, you will look at each other with admiration."
The ancients did not deceive me.
I haven't seen each other for a few days, and my elder brother's mouth has been so skillful."
Zhu Gaodong shook his long sleeves, ignored him, walked towards the Changshou Palace, and told his mother about his father's situation.
He always felt that his father was sick. Although his father was old, his body was always strong and strong.
The stroke that Dr. Wang mentioned was like a accumulated disease.
If you think about it carefully, there are actually some contradictions in the front and back.
Zhu Gaozhi stood there and looked at Zhu Gaodong's back, but what he was thinking about was the words Yan Liangying was lingering in his ears.
The father must start recuperating next, but with his suspicious personality, he and Zhu Gaodong will take on the internal affairs of the country at the same time... The balance of forces in all aspects of the court is what he most willing to see.
Zhu Gaozhi looked up at the sun until his eyes were sore.
He wanted to take this opportunity to compete for the position of crown prince or even the throne for himself.
The mother's mother has no power from the queen's clan. If he doesn't fight, there will be nothing left.
A palace maid passed by, bowed her body and looked at Zhu Gaozhi secretly.
Among the four sons of the Lord, Prince Ling is the handsome man...
When Yan Liang was drafting memorials from various regions in Zhongji Palace, Zhu Gaozhi came over.
Master Ji bowed and led Zhu Gaozhi into the hall.
Yan Liang put down the brush in his hand and smiled and said, "Prince Ling is here, sit here."
He stretched out his right hand and asked Zhu Gaozhi to enter the Western Paradise Hall.
The Xipian Temple is his daily resting place, with tables, chairs, and a simple shelf bed.
Sometimes I can't get busy and I will just lie down all night.
The two sat down separately, Master Ji poured tea and left.
Zhu Gaozhi did not hide it, and explained Zhu Youwang's physical condition in a few words, and said, "Sir, what should we do next?"
He was no longer in the mood to find out Yan Liang's ideas in a roundabout way, so he simply went straight to it.
Yan Liang did not answer immediately, but said, "I want to know what the prince really thinks."
Zhu Gaozhi was stunned: "What does the Chief Supervisor mean?"
Yan Liang picked up a bowl and drank tea, "I have been upright and acted neatly all my life. I mean one is one, two is two... But the prince is different. Last time you arrested Yang Siyuan privately... I didn't even send someone to tell me.
Outsiders think that you and I are in the same clan... When it comes to this, I am just a waste of my reputation."
Old man! Zhu Gaozhi gritted his teeth secretly. What is Yan Liang trying to threaten him?
People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.
Zhu Gaozhi picked up the teapot and filled Yan Liang with tea with his own hands, slowly explaining: "Yang Siyuan's matter is more urgent, and I was impulsive... and I was scolded by my father.
I thought, there is no need to tell the prime minister that this is a fishy person.
Don't you feel upset."
Yan Liang looked up at him: "So, is Prince Ling thinking about it?"
Zhu Gaozhi laughed dryly: "Natural."
Seeing Yan Liang drinking tea without saying a word, he realized that he was not satisfied with his words and increased his bargaining chips: "As long as the Chief Minister helps me ascend the throne, I will allow you to have the power of regent, and all the Yan family have official ranks."
For an old fox like Yan Liang, if he wants to do his own work for him, he has to use a fat and strong hen as an introduction...
Yan Liang smiled: "Prince Ling is serious about this?"
"If there is any falsehood, I will not die well."
Zhu Gaozhi asked: "Does the Prime Minister still have questions in his heart?"
In any case, the throne will be received first.
If he doesn't get Yan Liang's help, it would be a delusion to think of reaching the sky in one step! Gou Jian can still endure the humiliation under his crotch, so what is the point of making some promises?
The "Regent's Power" really attracted Yan Liang.
The so-called regent means performing the emperor's laws.
It is an official position that performs the power of the head of state, and in certain specific periods, it is a sign that transcends the imperial power.
It’s not that he is ambitious, but that he can’t give up his power after being in a high position for a long time.
Who doesn’t like the feeling of everything in your palm?
When Zhu Youwang gets old, his country will inevitably be passed down.
One day the emperor and another day the minister.
Instead of waiting for the new emperor to ascend to the throne, it is better to support a well-behaved and obedient superior.
"Prince Ling is sincere, Yan must follow your leader."
Zhu Gaozhi smiled and listened to him showing his loyalty, but did not respond.
Yan Liang continued: "According to the emperor's habit, he would call the cabinet members to go to the Qing Palace to discuss the matter of reincarnation... Although he likes to control the government, he cherishes himself even more."
This is an example of going to Wuliang Temple to seek immortality and immortality in a fixed number of days every month.
"At that time, you and Prince Yu will probably go there too..." Yan Liang paused and looked at Zhu Gaozhi: "The emperor hates being too talkative, Prince Ling just needs to be silent.
I will be fine if I have everything there.”
"Thank you, Lord Master, for your advice."
Zhu Gaozhi used tea instead of wine to honor Yan Liang, "I wish all our wishes come true."
The two of them looked at each other and laughed, as if success was already in front of them.
Yan Liang is worthy of being an old minister who has been with Zhu Youwang for most of his life, and what he guessed is true.
By around Shen pm in the afternoon, Zhu Youwang indeed told everyone that they entered the palace.
On the grounds that he was not feeling well, he asked Prince Yu and Prince Ling to supervise the country, and Yan Liang was on the side to assist him.
If you have important things, report them to him.
Among the princes, Zhu Gaodong is the oldest, and the evening moon sacrifice ceremony replaced Zhu Youwang.
The Zhonghe Hall and Baohe Hall are close together, with only one corridor between them.
After Zhang Juling attended the festival of the moon, he went out of Zhonghe Hall with Xu Pei and Wang Zhiyuan, and after passing the road, he was Baohe Hall.
You can hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral inside, which is very beautiful.
As soon as he walked to the door, Princess An Ning appeared with a lantern.
"Mr. Zhang, well."
She was alone, wearing a big red carnivore-patterned dress.
Under the cold moonlight, there is a kind of amazing charm.
Zhang Juling's expression turned cold on his face and bowed, "Good Princess Anning."
Xu Pei and Wang Zhiyuan coughed a few times, greeted Zhang Juling and An Ning, and left on their own.
It is not a novelty for Princess Anning to admire Zhang Juling. This person who is brave enough to express his feelings can see the tricks in Kyoto.
"...Mr. Zhang, the Empress holds a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Baohe Hall. Are you going to go there?"
When An Ning looked at Zhang Juling's face, she felt the deer bumping into her.
Finally I saw him again.
It's not in vain that she has been waiting here for more than an hour.
"The position of the lower official is low, and the Empress holds a family dinner, which is not good for disturbing the mood."
After Zhang Juling finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
There were people coming and going in front of Baohe Palace, and An Ning couldn't stop him. She said in a hurry: "Are you really unwilling to accompany me to enjoy the moon during this good time?"
No matter how bold you are, your face will be shy and flushed when you meet your sweetheart.
The sounds were much lower.
"The Xiaguan is a wife, and of course, he is reunited with Zhujing during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
An Ning watched Zhang Juling walk away, and stood there in anger and stamped her feet.
It’s Gu Han again, it’s her again! If it weren’t for her, maybe Zhang Juling would have agreed to marry her!
That sick and ugly monster!
An Ning threw the lantern and walked straight into Baohe Palace.
The future is long, so she must let Zhang Juling have her in her heart and let Gu Han go.
A full moon rises in the air, like a bright light.
Gu Han accompanied Wang to enjoy the moon for a while, and on the pretext of being tired, he returned to Qiulan Pavilion.
"Is the Third Young Master back?"
She asked the little girl guarding the gate.
The little girl bowed and saluted: "Young lady, not yet."
Yes.
In the evening, Shuming came back and reported, saying that the emperor had kept all the lords and would come back later.
I didn't see Zhang Xiu and Zhang Juan while accompanying Wang to enjoy the moon... I forgot this.
Gu Han sighed. Her memory is getting worse and worse now.
As the saying goes, one pregnancy is stupid for three years, it is true.
"Mrs. Young Madam, please come into the house and wait for the third young master."
Chapter completed!