Happy times always pass quickly.
In the atmosphere where the emperor and his ministers were enjoying each other while drinking wine and drinking wine, the sunlight of the second day quietly appeared on the horizon.
The moment the daylight appeared, it meant that the New Year's Day banquet, which was enjoyed by everyone, had come to a successful end.
What happened last night can only become beautiful memories in the hearts of many people, and will also become a grand event in the writings of historians, lying quietly in the history books waiting for the discovery and yearning of future generations.
On the second day, Liu Bei led his ministers back to Chang'an.
Compared with the hundreds of thousands of people who came with us, the return journey seemed quite lonely.
After Liu Bei's imperial chariot entered the Weiyang Palace again, a worrying news gradually spread in Chang'an City.
Your Majesty is ill.
In other words, this explanation is not accurate. After all, Liu Bei has always been suffering from serious illness.
To be precise, His Majesty's illness this time does not appear to be optimistic.
At the beginning, this news was only regarded as a rumor by the people of the time and spread in some unnoticed places.
But as time went by, Liu Bei, who had never appeared in front of the ministers, seemed to confirm the news invisibly.
Liu Bei had already expected his illness this time, and he did not go to great lengths to conceal it as he did in the past.
Whatever is supposed to come will come, and the current man can withstand all wind and rain.
He had made all the arrangements that needed to be made, and Liu Bei had full confidence in his arrangements.
Countless greetings passed through the Chancellor's desk and floated into Liu Bei's palace.
But the ministers who wrote these condolences did not know that with Liu Bei's physical condition at this time, he could not personally read the loyalty and filial piety from the ministers.
Seeing that Liu Bei never showed up and did not respond to any of the ministers' requests for peace, many ministers finally panicked.
They realized something that they didn't want to admit from the bottom of their hearts.
That incident frightened them, and they spontaneously put on their court uniforms and came to the imperial city to investigate the situation for themselves.
After they entered the imperial city, they realized belatedly that the number of guards in the imperial city had suddenly doubled under the arrangement of Huben General Mi Wei.
According to inquiries, it was learned that the increase in imperial city guards was an order directly issued by the general himself.
Does the general have the right to intervene in the defense of Miyagi?
Of course there is.
But according to common sense, General Hu Ben Zhonglang has his own Shangguan Guang Luxun, and the general should not directly pass over Guang Luxun and issue orders to General Hu Ben Zhonglang.
Unless there is something that the general does not want others to know, unless something is urgent and important.
What could that be?
When they thought of this, combined with the previous doubts in their hearts, many ministers could not settle down for a long time.
They gathered around each other and came to the Prime Minister's office in the imperial city, wanting to meet Zhuge Liang and ask what was going on.
The Prime Minister is the leader of hundreds of officials, and the first thing they think of right now is Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang did not refuse to meet the ministers. In the official office of Liangtang, the ministers saw Zhuge Liang who was bowing down and working.
Zhuge Liang looked solemn and was handling one official business after another in an orderly manner.
From Zhuge Liang's face, the ministers could see nothing unusual.
What Zhuge Liang said next further dispelled the doubts of the ministers.
"The fifteenth day of rest has not passed, why have you gathered to look for me?"
According to the regulations of the Han Dynasty, after New Year's Day, ministers will have fifteen days of rest.
"If there is nothing important, everyone can leave."
Zhuge Liang's calm tone of voice made it difficult for the ministers who came to look for him to believe that Liu Bei was terminally ill.
Even after they saw Zhuge Liang's normal expression, it was difficult for them to ask what their purpose was.
After looking at each other for a long time, Meng Guang, who was finally pushed out by the looks of many ministers, just organized his words and asked insinuatingly:
"Should the prince or your majesty preside over the court meeting after the Lantern Festival?"
After the New Year's Day banquet, the first thing Xu Ci did when he returned to Chang'an was to submit a letter to resign.
Faced with Xu Ci's resignation, Zhuge Liang directly agreed and let Meng Guang, the great minister, replace Xu Ci and become the new Taichang of the Han Dynasty.
As long as it is not an important court meeting, the prince can usually preside over it on behalf of the king.
The prince and the king presiding are two different etiquette regulations, so Meng Guang asked this question.
However, although on the surface it sounds like it is reasonable for Meng Guang, as Tai Chang, to ask about this matter, Zhuge Liang knew exactly what Meng Guang and the ministers wanted to ask.
Raising his head slightly and looking directly at the ministers who were paying attention to him, Zhuge Liang replied calmly:
"It's Your Majesty."
After receiving Zhuge Liang's answer, smiles appeared on the faces of all the ministers.
Seeing that the doubts in their hearts were dispelled, all the ministers resigned to Zhuge Liang one after another.
But after the ministers left, what they didn't notice was that there were tears falling from the corners of Zhuge Liang's eyes.
Two drops of hot tears fell on the document in front of him, and Zhuge Liang murmured the second half of the sentence he had not spoken just now:
"I hope."
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Outside Liu Bei's dormitory, there were teams after teams of blade-wielding feather forest guards constantly patrolling.
During the inspection, the Yulin Guards' eagle-like eyes scanned every corner outside the palace. They would never allow themselves to be even the slightest bit negligent outside Liu Bei's dormitory.
When he walked past Liu Bei's palace gate, Yu Linwei's eagle-like eyes softened instantly.
There was deep worry and prayer in his soft eyes.
All kinds of complicated emotions were caused by the coughing sounds that came from the hall from time to time.
At this moment, in Liu Bei's dormitory, many imperial doctors were walking back and forth.
The originally vast dormitory hall was already filled with the strong smell of medicine.
On a soft cave to the east of the dormitory, Liu Bei, wearing single clothes, was covering his mouth and coughing violently.
When the coughing temporarily subsided, Liu Bei let go of his hand from his mouth and took a closer look, only to see a dazzling scarlet color in the palm of his hand.
This scene was also seen immediately by Liu Chan, who was waiting on the side.
After seeing this, Liu Chan immediately pounced on Liu Bei.
While taking out the cloth on his body and carefully wiping the blood on Liu Bei's hands, he stroked Liu Bei's back and cried loudly, "Imperial doctor, imperial doctor!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Under Liu Chan's urgent cry, the imperial doctor on duty in the palace quickly ran to Liu Bei's bed.
The leader, a white-haired imperial doctor, knelt down to take Liu Bei's pulse and his expression suddenly changed.
The change in the imperial doctor's face was clearly seen in the eyes of Liu Bei and Liu Chan.
And this made Liu Chan even more anxious.
"How is my father's body doing?
But do I need to continue taking the medicine?”
As he spoke, Liu Chan stood up and grabbed a prescription on the table, thinking about preparing the medicine for Liu Bei himself.
But before Liu Chan could take a step forward, the imperial doctor kowtowed in panic and kept saying:
“I am incompetent, I am incompetent!
Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
The imperial doctor's words struck Liu Chan like a thunderbolt, causing his hand to drop weakly.
Liu Chan certainly knew what the imperial doctor did not dare to say.
The person who prescribes the medicine is kowtowing to apologize. How useful can the medicine in his hand be?
Just as the imperial doctor kept kowtowing to apologize, a gentle voice came:
"Life and death are destiny, I am satisfied."
"Princess."
While calming the imperial doctor with a word, Liu Bei, whose face was as golden as paper, called Liu Chan to him again.
"I recently sent Zisheng to Huashan to pray for the people of the world. At that time, I thought that my health would not deteriorate so quickly.
Now I think my estimate was wrong.
People, when you get old, you are not as smart as you were when you were young.
I miss him.
You quickly send someone to summon Zisheng back to Chang'an, go quickly!"
Upon hearing Liu Bei's words, Liu Chan immediately ran out of the palace with tears in his eyes.
Looking at Liu Chan's leaving figure, Liu Bei felt a little relieved on his lips.
When the relief dissipated, Liu Bei looked at Dong Yun, the minister beside him:
"Summon the officials."
This chapter has been completed!