Chapter 230 Little Prince: Ah, yes, yes, a fathers love is like a fan
When Zhu Di saw this, his heart was like a turbulent sea, but it calmed down in the blink of an eye, feeling that it was natural.
King Qi in the simulation, no, is Emperor Hengjing. Although it only describes one side, looking at it from Su Wu's perspective, we can already get a first glimpse of the shadow of that magnificent empire.
The Golden Horde, also known as the "Kipchak Khanate", is one of the four major khanates of the Great Mongolia. It is the descendant of Genghis Khan. After adapting to the local culture, the Golden Horde transformed from a nomadic nation and was based on the Mongolian people.
It absorbed the culture of the East and the West and began to constantly renovate and build new cities. For example, after the reconstruction of Wulonggechi, it became one of the largest cities in the East.
The Timurid Empire was an empire founded by Timur, a Mongol nobleman in Western Chagatai. It was a young empire that was already a behemoth standing between the East and the West less than a hundred years after its founding.
These two powerful countries are neighboring countries of the Ming Dynasty. Their ancestors are Mongolians and inherited the ambitions of the Golden Family. The reason why they are friendly to the Ming Dynasty is not because they are pacifists, but because they are afraid of the national power of the Ming Dynasty.
, fearing the Hengjing Emperor Zhu Gaojie who stands in the east.
Just when Zhu Di was excited to continue reading, he found that... it was gone?
[Su Wu’s random identity fragment simulation ends.]
Zhu Di flipped the table directly!
So short?
Who are you trying to deal with here?
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For the past two days, Prince Qi's mansion was closed to thank guests. It was said that Prince Qi had contracted an illness, and people's hearts became unsettled for a while.
The world is like this. There are countless beggars who freeze to death in Jinling City and no one cares about them. But if the superiors only contract a minor illness, some people will become anxious and panicked.
Yang Rong hurriedly walked into the palace courtyard and saw the prince lying leisurely on a wicker chair under the tree, enjoying the warm sunshine.
The princess beside King Qi held an exquisite blue and white porcelain bowl and said warmly: "Da Lang, it's time to drink medicine."
Of course, these words were not spoken to Zhu Gaojie, but to the young prince Zhu Zhanji who was lying in his arms.
Unfortunately, this child was not long born and had to be fed Chinese medicinal soup that was bitter and hard to drink.
Yang Rong was a little confused: "Your Majesty, I heard that you are sick?"
"What the hell?" Zhu Gaojie was also confused.
I am sick?
How come I didn't know I was sick?
Look at me, I'm so lively and active, do you think I'm a little sick?
Yang Rong touched his head: "Jinling City is spreading rumors like this. No, I summoned you and hurried over here just to find out the truth of this matter."
Zhu Gaojie smiled: "Then do you think I am sick?"
"It's not like that."
"Isn't this enough?" Zhu Gaojie said helplessly, "He is my little boy. The old man likes it very much. The imperial doctor from the Tai Hospital thought about it for a long time and prescribed some decoctions for this little boy to strengthen his body and strengthen his vitality.
After drinking it, the child will be strong. I looked at the prescription and it said this. Just something like this, I guess some bastard is spreading the rumor, and it is said that this king is sick."
Zhu Gaojie has always been skeptical about the level of traditional Chinese medicine in ancient times.
Even the imperial doctors in Taiyuan Hospital are unreliable. This profession is passed down through hereditary inheritance. There is no guarantee for this level at all.
People who are not sick may be treated to death.
However, Zhu Gaojie himself was proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. When he was still in Prince Yan's palace, he often had nothing to do, so he used his unique skills under the guidance of the masters from various fields invited by the old man. Medical skills were also among the ranks.
Unconsciously for more than ten years, Zhu Gaojie discovered that his talent in medical skills was far superior to that of the master who taught him. Later, when he was in the army, the military doctor who followed him had nothing to do all day long, just because he, as a military doctor, still had nothing to do.
Not as good as Zhu Gaojie's medical skills, King Qi would cure himself if he had any illness. He not only treated himself, but also often treated the sick and injured soldiers in the army, so King Qi was very popular among the soldiers.
The military doctor never expected that the person who stole his job would be a prince.
Zhu Gaojie saw the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor to Zhu Zhanji. Although it was of little use, it was better than nothing and had no side effects.
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Chinese medicine is gentle and different from the cruelty of Western medicine. Even if Western medicine cures your disease, it will leave toxins in the body that are difficult to cure. Although Chinese medicine has been controversial due to quackery, it is absolutely effective as long as the right prescription is prescribed.
Far better than western medicine.
But what Zhu Gaojie never expected was that someone would take this matter to shoot at King Qi.
"The story behind this matter is not that simple."
Zhu Gaojie frowned slightly, "Besides Prince Qi's Mansion, only the imperial doctor and the old man from the Taiyuan Hospital knew about the matter of prescribing medicine for the prince. Of course, the old man would not gossip about it casually. It was the Taiyuan Hospital that told the truth.
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Yang Rong asked tentatively: "But do you want Lao Lu's people to check Taicha Hospital?"
"No need." Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said, "You don't even want to think about where Taiyuan Hospital is. Taiyuan Hospital is not the Sixth Department. It is not under the management of the imperial court, but directly under the management of the imperial city. The medicine that the old man drinks comes from Taiyuan Hospital, let alone
Now that the old man's dragon heart is in Prince Qi's Mansion, we can't really do whatever we want. At this time, not making mistakes is the greatest success. It's not a big deal if we can keep such a dangerous move without moving."
Yang Rong asked again: "Then, we should remain immobile to cope with the ever-changing changes, and watch the changes quietly to find peace and tranquility?"
"Summary for peace? I only know how much one plus one is equal to sum. If you want to talk to me about peace, what qualifications do they have?"
Zhu Gaojie sneered. Seeing that the "two countries" in his arms refused to drink the medicine, he took the blue and white porcelain bowl directly from the princess's hand and drank the medicine soup.
The young prince wanted to resist, but the Chinese medicine soup was too bitter, and it was simply not suitable for people to drink.
Zhu Gaojie's eyes were as intimidating as a tiger in the mountains, and he said coldly: "Don't force me to slap you, just drink it quickly."
The young prince felt the "paternal love" from his father, and immediately calmed down, and drank the medicinal soup in big gulps.
It's true that a father's love is like a fan, ah, a father's love is like a mountain.
Princess Qi was a little helpless. She had been talking here for so long, but the young prince just refused to take the medicine. When King Qi said, "Don't make me slap you," the young prince immediately poured out every drop of the traditional Chinese medicine soup.
Sure enough, violence must be used when violence is necessary.
Yang Rong didn't quite understand: "If Lao Lu is not allowed to investigate, and we don't know who is behind the instructions, how can we touch them?"
"Do you still need to think about this? The King of Han must be behind this."
Zhu Gaojie hugged the young prince to the princess, waved his hand, and motioned to the princess to take the child down first.
Zhang Yingzhen also understood and obediently took Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Yingjing, the princess of Jiayin County, who was rolling on the lawn to leave.
After his wife and children left, Zhu Gaojie's face showed a fierceness that made the air around him cool down: "There are not many people who dare to go against Prince Qi's Mansion. They are just the King of Gan, the King of Han, and the King of Gan."
A lot has happened in the past two days. My eldest brother is a man who cherishes feathers and always behaves in a high-sounding manner. He cannot do such immoral things. That is the King of Han. This second brother is really like a tarsal maggot like a dog-skin plaster.
When the vassal arrived in Shandong, he was restless and thought about causing trouble to me every day."