The autumn wind that still makes people feel refreshed during the day seems a little penetrating at night, as if it can penetrate people's hearts. The cold wind passes through the doors and windows, rolls through the curtains, and keeps getting into Kunming Hall, where the candlelight flickers.
, the light also appears much dimmer.
In the side hall, seven or eight imperial doctors gathered together and were having an urgent discussion. They did not dare to raise their voices too high, but the scene looked very intense, and all of them shared negative emotions such as anxiety, worry, fear, etc.
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There is no doubt that these people are all masters of medicine in the Han Dynasty, and each of them has been immersed in medicine for at least twenty years. However, these Xinglin Wangs are somewhat helpless when facing the Queen's condition.
Of course, it's not that there is no way at all, but there are many worries, not only that the cure cannot be cured, but also that the cure is bad. The emperor is very concerned and is already furious, clamoring to have the imperial doctor buried with him. If the queen is really because of their treatment,
Anyway, I shudder to think about what will happen to them.
Therefore, so far, the imperial doctors have only treated the queen conservatively and dare not take risks. However, the queen's condition cannot be delayed. One imperial doctor may grit his teeth and risk it, but so many people are working together.
, everyone has different opinions, one can imagine the effect.
Yantuo crossed his arms across his chest and stared at the doctors coldly, his frown showing his unhappy mood. After scanning the circle, he noticed that Dr. Sun was sitting quietly in the corner and did not participate in the discussion, and walked up.
"Why is Imperial Physician Sun sitting here alone and not caring about his home?" Yantuo asked.
Startled for a moment, he raised his eyes to meet Yantuo's scrutinizing gaze. Dr. Sun raised his hand to signal, and sighed: "It is useless to hold each other's opinions on the condition of the empress. No matter how active the discussion is, it is useless."
Yantuo narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned down slightly, almost close to Dr. Sun's ear, and asked seriously: "Tell me honestly, how is my condition?"
In the palace, Yantuo's deterrence was full. After hearing the question, Dr. Sun hesitated and said: "I dare not say it!"
"Huh?" Yantuo's eyes immediately became scary, and his words were threatening: "The government sent me here to supervise you imperial doctors, and I'm afraid that you won't do your best. Now it seems that you have done nothing and delayed your mother's condition."
"How dare you, Senior Official Yan, veteran ministers, etc.? It's true, it's true." Dr. Sun was already quite old. It was enough to be frightened by Emperor Liu, but also to be threatened by this eunuch. His heart was filled with grievances and depression.
"I just want to find out so I can report it to the officials!" Yantuo patted him on the shoulder.
Hearing this, Dr. Sun sighed, almost huddled in the chair, and said with some dejection: "I'm afraid that even Senior Officer Yan won't dare to report the truth to Your Majesty. I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I know a lot about the pathology of the disease.
After research, taking pulses and asking questions, one can basically make a judgment.
The empress is weak. Although the disease came suddenly, it is extremely rapid and has become a serious disease. Ordinary medicine and stone methods may be useless."
Yan Tuo frowned and asked, "Do you have any other ideas?"
Dr. Sun still shook his head: "Of course it does, but it is extremely harmful and the effect is unpredictable. If you don't use it, I might be able to survive for a few days. If you use it, I'm afraid it won't last for a while."
As he spoke, the old doctor Sun let out a long sigh. At this point, Yantuo still didn't understand that the queen's condition was probably more dangerous than imagined, and these doctors were too hesitant to save her. Law.
"Why are these imperial doctors so useless? No wonder the officials wanted to bury them!" Such thoughts flashed through Yantuo's mind. However, as Imperial Physician Sun said, he was also a little unhappy if he was asked to report the matter to Emperor Liu truthfully. dare.
Even though Yantuo was a celebrity around the emperor and a close relative, he was also afraid of being implicated. After pondering for a long time, Yantuo's fair old face became extremely depressed, and he almost lamented: "I'm afraid something big is going to happen. !If something happens to the empress, what will the officials do?"
Thinking of this, Yan Tuo was inevitably frightened. Not to mention Imperial Physician Sun, who thought of something, raised his hands and said to Yan Tuo: "Sir Yan Tuo, I have something to ask of you!"
"Speaking!"
The old doctor sighed: "It's enough for me to live until now. The empress is kind and virtuous, and she has always treated her ministers well. If one day, she passes away, she will have no regrets. I only hope that by then, Chief Yan can help to persuade me. , so that my family will not be affected!"
"This" saw the old doctor saying so pitifully that even the hard-hearted Yan Tuo couldn't help but sigh. However, it was not his style to accept the offer in a big way. After thinking about it, he said: "I have accepted it too much in the past. The imperial doctor's feelings can only be dealt with as best as possible!"
"Thank you!"
The atmosphere in Kunming Hall became even more depressing, and the bleak autumn wind completely reflected everyone's mood. Yantuo was also very old and very tired, but he still mustered up his energy to stay here.
After midnight, several people found him, all of them were eunuchs in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and various supervisors in the palace. At this time, Kunming Palace had probably attracted the attention of the entire palace, and was completely a place of right and wrong.
At such a juncture, and so late, when these people found Kunming Hall, Yan Tuo's first reaction was boredom. But after hearing their purpose, Yan Tuo couldn't help but stood there blankly, and without saying a word, he ordered people Drive these people away.
When he returned to Kunming Hall, cold sweat broke out on Yantuo's forehead, and he murmured in shock: "How can there be such a stupid person in the palace! You want to die, and you still want to drag me with you? It's absolutely disgusting!"
The few people who came to meet just now have been sentenced to death by Yantuo. They are the people in charge of the palace's main preparations for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The purpose of finding Yantuo is also to discuss the matter. The queen is so ill, and the palace is decorated with lanterns and decorations. Is it inappropriate? Will the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet be changed accordingly, and should they make preparations in advance?
As for who Yantuo was, he immediately understood what these people meant. These people were really too smart and were already preparing for the queen's death. Such idiots really didn't know how to survive until now. After all, the emperor was too clever. Ignore them, the queen is still too lenient
Fu Hou's illness continued for two days and one night. On the night of August 14, the moon was already very bright and round. The bright moonlight spread among the palace rooms. Yan Tuo's footsteps were so eager that he almost chased after her. His own shadow ran to Chongzheng Hall.
Of course, Emperor Liu hadn't rested yet. He was pretending to be holding a memorial in his hand, but he was dazed, with deep circles under his eyes and a tired look. He noticed the figure outside the curtain, turned his head, and looked at it carefully with his eyes wide open. Only then did I recognize Yantuo.
"Why are you back? I heard that the queen has recovered a bit. It just so happens that I will go see her later." Emperor Liu said softly.
With a plop, Yan Tuo's knees hit the floor heavily, he kowtowed and said in a sad tone: "Guan family, the empress has died!"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Liu stood on the spot, dazed for a long time. Under the dim yellow light, his old eyes sparkled, and he subconsciously crushed the memorial with his hands, his knuckles turning white.
Emperor Liu came to Kunming Hall again in one day, but this time, he was a little lost. He took every step as carefully as walking on the tip of a knife. It seemed that he was heading not to Empress Fu's bedroom, but to the abyss of despair.
The palace was filled with sadness. Everyone inside and outside the palace, except for the guards, was kneeling, and people from the palace kept coming after hearing the news, bowing their heads and bowing.
There was a lot of crying and sobbing inside and outside. The imperial doctor and others also knelt down in fear. When they saw Emperor Liu's figure, they lowered their heads. Emperor Liu ignored these people and went to the Feng couch to look at Fu Hou, who was lying there calmly, stood blankly for a moment and opened his mouth several times, but he was afraid of disturbing her and did not dare to speak.
"Big Talisman." Finally, Emperor Liu summoned up the courage to call out gently, but there was no response.
"What are those people crying about?" The queen ignored her, and Emperor Liu asked Yantuo with red eyes.
"Guan family!" Yantuo was startled. He, who was always good at flattering, didn't know what to say.
"I ask you what are they crying about? How can the queen rest with such a noise?" Emperor Liu was already a little confused at this time.
Yantuo stood next to Emperor Liu at this time, a little frightened, and did not even dare to say words of comfort. Emperor Liu trembled with his hands, pointed in a circle, and said viciously: "Shut up these people, who will do it again?" If you dare to cry and disturb the queen, I will kill him!"
As soon as these words came out, he quickly stopped talking and gradually became quiet. However, although the cry was silent, the panic in Emperor Liu's heart became heavier. He tried hard to talk to Empress Fu, trying to get a response. , but never succeeded.
Finally, all the emotions could no longer be suppressed, and a burst of heart-rending wails burst out from Emperor Liu's mouth, shaking the Kunming Palace.
In the 22nd year of Kaibao, on the night of the 14th day of the 8th month in autumn, Queen Fu died in the Kunming Hall.