Chapter 326 The emperor is in coma, the end is approaching
Zhu Di opened the letter sent from the East Palace. There was a small note in the envelope. After seeing the words written on it, his pupils shrank and his heart beat violently.
The crown prince of Gan, Zhu Zhanji.
Far away in Jiangxi, he placed the chess pieces at the core of the empire, monitoring the actions of the emperor and the prince. After experiencing ups and downs, Zhu Zhanji was like an extremely patient hidden tiger, licking his own skin in the darkness.
Wounds, hiding one's minions, waiting for opportunities to strike.
He grew up too quickly.
Today's Zhu Zhanji, in terms of means and mentality, is far from the immature emperor's grandson back then. Even compared with his father, the former prince Zhu Gaochi, he is even better than him.
Zhu Di suddenly felt weak all over, and he murmured: "I thought that within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, I knew everything and was omnipotent. But now it seems that I am like a naive fool. After getting older,
Both my sense of smell and intuition are far inferior to those of the past.”
He felt tired that everything was out of his control. Whether it was the corruption of officials or Zhu Zhanji's forbearance plot, he knew nothing about it.
For an emperor who was extremely controlling, this was absolutely intolerable and a great humiliation.
He once had everyone under his control, but now, those people controlled by him have escaped from his control and have gradually grown up. In contrast, he is constantly weakening due to old age, and can no longer
Advance and retreat.
If Zhu Gaojie hadn't been helping him, I'm afraid he would still have been kept in the dark until now, complacent about his past feats like a fool, unaware of the impending danger.
Tang Cheng stepped forward and comforted: "Your Majesty, haven't you been helping you? No one is perfect. There is no way in this world that a person can always stay at the top. What's more, the Ming Dynasty was created by you."
Of?"
Zhu Di felt a little more balanced in his heart: "What you said...is not unreasonable. I am old, but fortunately there is still a prince in Ming Dynasty."
He has reached the end of his life, but his successor is still a young man full of vitality.
Although his various abilities have declined, his prince is on the rise like the rising sun. He is young, sharp, decisive, wise, and does everything flawlessly...
"You are right, there has never been an immortal person in the world. No one can stand on the top of the mountain forever, but there will always be someone who will stand on the top of the mountain."
His Majesty the Emperor breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "At my age, it is time to live in old age. Let the young people handle the future affairs. I don't need to worry about it."
Tang Cheng felt relieved when he saw that the emperor's mood had eased a lot.
He is the person who knows Zhu Di best, so he naturally knows that His Majesty the Emperor is not in good health right now. The Imperial Hospital's advice is to advise the Emperor to rest and cultivate his mind and not to get angry.
But with the old man's character, how could he remain calm? He was born to be a domineering person on a galloping horse, free and unrestrained.
Fortunately, with the prince at home and Tang Cheng by his side, Zhu Di could feel more at ease.
"Cough, cough, cough -"
Suddenly, the emperor suddenly coughed violently, his face turned pale, and he could not stand up from his crouching position, which shocked Tang Cheng.
Mr. Tang quickly stepped forward to support the emperor's body, but before he could react, Zhu Di fainted on the spot.
Zhu Gaojie quickly walked into the Qianqing Palace. In front of the palace gate, the guard general Fan Zhong led the twelve guards to patrol, and the Qianqing Palace was surrounded by water. The atmosphere was tense, as if the sky was falling.
When he saw Zhu Gaojie, Fan Zhong raised his hand and asked the imperial guards to make way.
Zhu Gaojie didn't say anything, and walked straight into the palace. He saw a group of imperial doctors, each saying something to another. The scene was extremely chaotic.
He spotted Tang Cheng in the crowd, reached out to invite him over, and asked seriously: "What on earth is going on?"
Zhu Gaojie was originally very busy. After returning from classes in the martial arts academy, he was handling state affairs in the Wenhua Hall. He had no time to spare. Suddenly someone came and told him that the emperor was ill, so he hurried over.
Tang Cheng said: "After reading the letter sent by Your Highness today, His Majesty became furious and threatened to ask you to kill all the people on the list for him. Later, I comforted him a few times, and His Majesty's condition improved slightly. One or two, when I thought everything was fine, His Majesty suddenly started coughing and soon fainted."
Zhu Gaojie frowned slightly: "The old man has such a strong body, how could he suddenly faint? You quickly ordered someone to check the old man's food, accommodation and other issues in the past two days to see what went wrong."
Tang Cheng shook his head: "Actually, your majesty's dragon body is already extremely weak. According to what the Tai Hospital said, your majesty is now like a moth-eaten towering tree. From the outside, he looks healthy and strong, but in fact, he has been hollowed out on the inside. , it declined extremely quickly.”
Zhu Gaojie's heart skipped a beat. He didn't bother to ask Tang Cheng any more and walked straight to the dragon bed. The doctors around him gave way.
He opened the curtain and saw Zhu Di lying on the couch, his eyes closed tightly, sweating profusely, and his face as dry as white paper. The emperor who used to be as heroic as a tiger was now dying.
Zhu Gaojie sat on the bedside of the old man and raised his hand to feel the man's pulse.
People around him did not dare to speak for fear of disturbing His Highness the Crown Prince.
There are many people in the Imperial Hospital who were doctors of the Sui Army at the Yan Division during the Jingnan War. After the war, they were awarded the title of imperial doctor and have been honored for generations. Of course they knew that the best military doctor in the Yan Division's military camp was the man in front of them. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Zhu Gaojie's medical skills were superb. He studied under famous doctors. He was better than his master. Although he had never been on the battlefield during the Jing Dynasty, he saved countless generals of the Yan division. He relied on this wonderful rejuvenating medical skill.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Feeling the emperor's pulse, he closed his eyes lightly and frowned.
After a long time, he slowly stood up.
Tang Cheng stepped forward quickly and looked at Zhu Gaojie with hopeful eyes: "Your Highness, how is your Majesty's health?"
Zhu Gaojie did not speak, but waved to the doctors behind him.
People have many ears and mixed ears. Even if you are in a deep palace, you will inevitably have evil ears and eyes.
Tang Chengxin understood, turned around and dismissed the imperial doctor: "Everyone, please wait in the side hall for now. If anything happens, our family will come to you."
After the crowd left, Zhu Gaojie sighed and said: "As you said, the old man's body has almost collapsed, like a broken house full of devastation, with air leaking everywhere. Although the Taiyuan Hospital has been doing its best to treat this patient,
A dilapidated house is covered with bricks and mortar, but this has finally reached its limit. If nothing unexpected happens, the old man’s lifespan should be less than half a year."
According to the original history, the old man should be able to hold on until the 22nd year of Yongle, but now it has not yet reached the 16th year of Yongle, and the old man can no longer hold on.
Throughout his life, the old man fought bloody battles on the battlefield and accumulated countless hidden wounds. Because of his many worries, he often stayed up all night and suffered from severe mental exhaustion. If he could maintain a tight state, he might be able to hold on for another six or seven years.
But now Zhu Di understood that even if the empire did not have him, it would not have any impact. The Ming Dynasty would only be better under the leadership of Zhu Gaojie, and the tight string in his heart relaxed.
This pine was just running to kill him.
"Before the words are uttered, the ending has been played out thousands of times. Before the body has moved, the past has been played out in the mind. The actions have not been successful, and the imagining is difficult and the sorrow is still there. The matter is over, but the past is still playing out in the mind."
Zhu Gaojie sighed, "The old man has never slept peacefully in his life. When he was young, he followed Emperor Gao to conquer the Yuan Dynasty and found the country. When he was middle-aged, he conquered Mobei during the Jingnan Campaign. When he was old, he was running the country and was busy with calculations. He is not just physical.
The disease is more serious than the disease of the heart."
"It would be better if this heart disease is not treated. If we can keep pushing him forward, although life is very painful, at least he can still be alive. But if this heart disease is gone, his end will be reached."
"No matter how superb my medical skills are, it will be of no use when dealing with a heart disease, because I cured his heart disease, so I can't give him another heart disease. I can prescribe a medicine for him, but at most I can cure the old man's heart disease.
Extending your life by half a year is the ultimate human effort."
There was some bitterness in his heart. He had never experienced the feeling of regret in his two lives, and at this moment, regret suddenly welled up in his heart.
If he hadn't performed so well and not made the old man feel so confident about handing over the empire to him, maybe the old man wouldn't have reached the situation where he is today and his life is short.
The old man is begging for death now.
He was too tired from this life, so he just took a good sleep, and after his death, he slept underground and reunited with Empress Xu.
Although the old man is a very wicked father and loves to cheat his son when he has nothing to do. He has been scheming against his son day and night since he ascended the throne, which often makes Zhu Gaojie feel helpless, but...
This person is the only relative in this life who can give him fatherly love, like a mountain, protecting Zhu Gaojie from wind and rain.
Although Zhu Gaojie does not need others to protect him from wind and rain, he still enjoys this kind of father's love, which can make his cold and emotionless heart feel the long-lost warmth.
After Tang Cheng heard this, he was silent for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "The country cannot be left without a master for a day. Your Majesty is still awake now. Major matters should be decided by the prince who holds the seal. How do you plan to deal with this situation, Prince?
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Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about state affairs for now. You go to the imperial doctors and ask for a set of silver needles. I will give the old man acupuncture to prolong his life first."
Tang Cheng nodded, turned around and went to the side hall, where he and the imperial doctors found a set of needle boxes.
Zhu Gaojie opened the needle box and found a total of forty-nine silver needles of various sizes inside. He took out one and placed it on the candlelight to bake...
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A set of acupuncture took more than two hours.
When Zhu Gaojie put the silver needle back into the needle box, Zhu Di's face, which was as pale as frost and snow outside the palace, had improved slightly. Although he was still in a coma, overall he was in good health.
On the other hand, after more than two hours of acupuncture, Zhu Gaojie's face turned pale and his arms under his sleeves were shaking.
With his physical strength, even if he fights on the battlefield for a whole day and night, he will not be exhausted. This shows how terrible the consumption of acupuncture is on the mind and body. He needs to maintain the most concentrated state at all times. There is probably no other person in the world.
, can complete such difficult acupuncture.
Zhu Gaojie gasped and said: "After my acupuncture, the old man will wake up in seven days or half a month. After that, he will need to take some decoction to recuperate. Even so, he is just hanging on to his life."
Tang Cheng could also tell that Zhu Xiaosi was very tired now, and comforted him: "Your Highness, you have worked hard. Please go back to the East Palace to rest early."
"Don't worry, I will live in Qianqing Palace to take care of the old man these days."
Zhu Gaojie took a deep breath, closed his eyes lightly, and tried hard to regain some strength.
Tang Cheng stood beside him, silent, unwilling to disturb the young man.
After a long time, Zhu Gaojie, who had recovered a little, opened his eyes with calm eyes: "The news of the emperor's fainting must not be spread, so as not to cause unrest in people's hearts. Nowadays, all the military generals of the Ming Dynasty are concentrated in the martial arts academy to teach, and the ministers are released. Many officials are still there.
Annan, if the news that the old man fell into a coma was spread, I don’t know how much trouble it would cause."
"For the time being, keep all the imperial doctors in the side hall of Qianqing Palace to prevent them from leaking the news."
Tang Cheng nodded and said, "I'll go and tell Fan Zhong and ask him to lead the twelve imperial guards to patrol outside the Qianqing Palace day and night."
"No need!"
Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said, "Ask Fan Zhong to evacuate the people and keep everything as normal. Patrol as you normally do now. You made Fan Zhong and the Forbidden Army look like they were in such a panic. Didn't you tell others that something happened to the emperor? A fool can guess it."
Come out with the truth.”
Tang Cheng suddenly realized it, lowered his head guiltily and said, "It's me who is slow."
After the emperor fainted, he was a little at a loss and made such a low-level mistake. He really shouldn't have. Fortunately, Zhu Gaojie reminded him and he woke up in time.
Zhu Gaojie continued: "I will announce in the name of Wenhua Palace that the emperor traveled to Xiangshan. During this period, I will be in charge of all national affairs, so as to conceal the truth."
Tang Cheng nodded: "It's all up to His Highness to decide."
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After Zhu Gaojie left, a mysterious man enveloped in darkness came out from behind the screen.
The identity of the person who commands the Shadow Warriors is the most mysterious. So far, no one except Zhu Di knows his true identity.
Tang Cheng was not surprised when he saw this mysterious man. He was the shadow of the emperor. The shadow would never leave the body, and he would never leave Zhu Di.
The mysterious man asked in a low voice: "Prince, are you trustworthy?"
Tang Cheng frowned slightly: "What do you mean by this?"
The mysterious man said faintly: "The emperor is in a coma. At this time, the prince has sole power. If he wants to rebel, even I can't stop him."
Tang Cheng asked: "Do you suspect that the prince has different intentions?"
"I doubt everyone."
The mysterious man said calmly, "He may not have this ambition, but he does have this ability, and we have to guard against it."