Han Du had sharp eyes and immediately saw that Lao Zhu's eyelids seemed to move twice. He immediately walked quickly to the bed and took a closer look, and sure enough, Lao Zhu actually opened his eyes.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is awake!"
This sentence made everyone stop talking in shock, and a moment later even louder shouts suddenly broke out!
"Father!"
"Father!"
"Father!"
"Father!"
Although Lao Zhu woke up, Han Du could see how tired he was now from his cloudy eyes.
"Biao'er, what's going on?"
Zhu Biao didn't know how to answer when he heard this, so he had to look at his fifth brother.
Zhu Xi stepped forward and said softly: "Father fell down yesterday, causing discomfort in the dragon's body and he passed out."
Lao Zhu heard the sadness in Zhu Ji's voice, and seemed to have guessed something, and asked: "What? Can my disease be cured?"
"Father, son, son," Zhu Ting choked with sobs and really didn't know how to say it.
Seeing this, Han Du had no choice but to say: "The most serious illness of the Emperor now is the inflammation in his body. If the inflammation does not go away, his life will be in danger."
Although Lao Zhu fell ill, his thoughts were very clear after he woke up. He looked at Han Du and asked: "I remember that you have a magic medicine that can treat inflammation. When my sister was in danger, you used this magic medicine to treat her.
Okay. But I also remember that you said at the beginning that this medicine is not only used according to people, but also according to age. People who are too old cannot use this medicine. What? Is it because I am too old?
Can’t use this medicine anymore?”
"Your Majesty~" Han Du lowered his head, his face full of grief.
Lao Zhu was very calm, but he laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, people will have such a day, I have known it for a long time. But, this day comes neither too early nor too late."
Han Du suddenly raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, if so, if we can give it a try, there may be hope."
When Lao Zhu heard this, he looked at Han Du blankly. After a moment, he asked quietly: "How sure are you?"
"I~" Han Du's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
When Zhu Zhu saw it, he could only sigh and said: "Father, I am more proficient in medical science than Han Du. Even if I give my father medicine now, I have no confidence at all."
"I understand." Lao Zhu nodded.
Then he looked at Han Du and asked softly: "You dare to do things that you are not sure about. Aren't you afraid of being guilty of poisoning the king?"
According to common sense, what Han Du should do now is to shut up.
No matter what happens, he should not interrupt. Because in Lao Zhu's case, there is no room for him to speak.
Even if Lao Zhu is given medicine, if Lao Zhu can survive, then everyone will be happy and everything will be fine. If Lao Zhu does not survive, then the crime of Lao Zhu's death will definitely be placed on Han Du.
After all, if Han Du didn't intervene, then even if the emperor died, it would have nothing to do with Han Du. But once the emperor died after taking Han Du's medicine, it would be Han Du's problem. A poisoned emperor
Han Du would not be allowed to run away for such a serious crime.
"I, I just want the emperor to live, I don't want anything else." Han Du looked frightened and had already begun to lose his mind.
In the past, Han Du always complained that Lao Zhu kept squeezing him and taking advantage of himself. But now he knows that Lao Zhu's time is running out, and no one will squeeze him anymore, and no one will take advantage of him anymore.
After grabbing the money from his hand, Han Du became panicked.
It was as if a little beast had lost the shade of a big tree and was directly exposed to the pouring rain, making him feel lonely as never before!
Lao Zhu's body became weaker and weaker, and he had to gasp and gather strength to even speak. He shook his head slightly and said, "Put this aside for now."
Then he looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Biao'er, summon the six ministers to see him."
"Yes!" Zhu Biao guessed what his father wanted to do and immediately walked out with tears in his eyes.
The six eunuchs came out of the palace with urgent orders and went straight to the mansions of various ministers.
These six ministers are: Zhang Wei, the official minister, Wang Chun, the household minister, Chen Di, the rite minister, Qitai, the military minister, Bao Zhao, the criminal minister, and Zheng Ci, the industrial minister.
Except for Qi Tai, the other five ministers had just learned from Qi Tai that the emperor was indeed ill, and that His Highness the King of Zhou was now doing his best to treat him.
Unexpectedly, they had just put aside their worries and returned to the mansion. The eunuch who was summoned came to the door. Before they had time to find out what was going on, they were hurriedly taken to Qianqing Palace by the eunuch.
"Father, the Six Ministers have arrived." Zhu Biao stepped forward and said softly in front of Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu nodded and said feebly: "Let them all come in."
"The six ministers are here to meet you~" the old eunuch's sharp voice came from outside the palace.
The six of them looked at each other in confusion. In the end, Zhang Yan took the lead and the others quickly followed and walked into the emperor's palace.
As soon as they entered the bedroom, the six of them saw the emperor lying on the bed
He opened his eyes on the bed and stared at them.
The six people hurriedly knelt down and worshiped: "I will pay my respects to the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor~"
"Pingsheng!" Although Lao Zhu was seriously ill, his voice was still sonorous and powerful, just like he used to when he was sitting in Fengtian Hall.
"Thank you, Your Majesty~" The six of them slowly stood up.
Lao Zhu suddenly said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to recover from my illness. In case I die soon, I specially summoned you to give you some instructions."
"emperor!"
"emperor!"
The six people were instantly shocked. They simply couldn't believe that these words were spoken by the emperor himself. Didn't it mean that the emperor was just ill and His Highness the King of Zhou was doing his best to treat him? How could he say such a thing suddenly? Could it be that His Highness the King of Zhou was just sick?
Even the best medical skills in the world can't save the emperor?
"Your Majesty~" Some people who responded quickly, such as Qi Tai, were already crying.
Lao Zhu was holding on with only one breath, and had no time to continue explaining to the six people. He said directly: "If I go big, the grassland tribes will definitely think that this is an opportunity. Therefore, we must strictly prevent the grassland tribes from intruding on the border.
. Passed the decree and ordered the Duke of Liang, Lan Yu, and the Duke of Ying, Fu Youde, to prepare their troops and horses, ready to attack the grassland tribes at any time."
"I obey the order~" Zhang Yan took the lead, and the six of them bowed and agreed in tears.
Later, Lao Zhu You looked at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao immediately understood what his father wanted to say and immediately knelt down with tears streaming down his face.
A satisfied smile appeared on Lao Zhu's face and he said: "Prince Zhu Biaoren is filial to his friends. He is virtuous in all directions and brings the world to his heart. It is appropriate for him to ascend to the throne. All civil and military officials at home and abroad work together to assist the government in order to secure our people."
"My son, please remember your father's teachings!" Zhu Biao bowed to his father.
Zhu Biao is the prince and has overseen the country's governance for many years. It is natural for him to inherit the throne.
Naturally, the six ministers would not object. They all bowed down and replied: "I obey the order~"
After giving the two instructions, Lao Zhu said tiredly, "Everyone else, go out and let Han Du stay."
"My son, I obey the order." Zhu Biao replied, then stood up and waved for everyone to go out.
"I obey the order~" The six ministers also stood up and retreated.
Han Du raised his head very strangely and looked at Lao Zhu. But at this time, Lao Zhu looked up and did not look at Han Du at all.
So Han Du had to turn his head and look at Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao happened to look over at this time, but he didn't say anything, just gave
Han Du gave him a calm look and left.
Han Du looked at An Qing unwillingly, but An Qing had no choice but to be helped out by Han Jingyun with a look of reluctance.
After everyone left, only Han Du and Lao Zhu were left in the entire dormitory.
At this time, Lao Zhu turned his head and looked at Han Du. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "I want to kill you, but I think it would be a pity to kill you just like this. But if I don't kill you, I will worry about you in the future.
You will commit rebellion and endanger Biao'er and the Ming Dynasty. Now I will give you a chance. Can you find a reason for me not to kill you?"
Want to kill me? Why?
Han Du didn't understand very much. He was very respectful to Lao Zhu and never dared to disobey him in the slightest. He was also loyal to Zhu Biao and made outstanding contributions to the Ming Dynasty. But why did Lao Zhu want to kill me?
"The emperor wants to kill me. Did I make something wrong?"
Lao Zhu stared closely at Han Du's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Han Du's heart.
He shook his head slightly and said, "You didn't make a mistake, but that's not the reason why I won't kill you!"
Since it's not me and I didn't make any mistakes, why do you want to kill me?
Han Du really couldn't understand, so he simply said: "May I ask your Majesty, why do you want to kill me?"
Lao Zhu did not hide anything and said directly: "Biao'er is the prince now and will be the emperor in the future. Although Han Jingyun is the princess now, she will be the queen in the future. Besides, you have made great contributions. If you make new contributions in the future, you will be rewarded.
It is simply a matter of course to be granted the title of Duke. And it is easy for you to perform meritorious service. When the time comes, between you two brothers, one will be in charge of the harem and the other will be in charge of the front court. Do you think I can avoid killing you?"
When Han Du saw Lao Zhu smash the window paper directly, he knew that Lao Zhu had no intention of killing him at all. In other words, rather than killing himself, he hoped that he could come up with a sufficient reason so that he could
Live.
"It turns out that the emperor is worried that this relative, my relative, will monopolize power in the future."
However, Lao Zhu said without concealment: "The exclusive power of relatives has existed since ancient times. Regardless of the Qin and Han Dynasties, there were always relatives who had exclusive power and disrupted the government. There were even relatives who stole the world. Do you think I can feel relieved?"
Han Du nodded and said: "The emperor should be worried about this. In fact, I was also worried about this at the beginning."
"Oh? What are you worried about?" At this point, Lao Zhu couldn't help but become curious.
I am worried that the dictatorial power of my foreign relatives will bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty. That is because I am the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It is natural to worry about the country and the country. But you, a foreign relative, are you worried about the dictatorship of your foreign relatives?