The emperor didn't like to read official documents. He didn't understand why the ancestors were rushing to do such heavy official work every day. According to him, the emperor should be in power. Power is like meat. As long as you throw out a little bit, dogs will naturally come around.
He is loyal and loyal. The only fault of King Kang's family is that they also hold meat in their hands. If he wants to snatch all the meat away, the country will not be stable.
The emperor looked at his chamberlain, "Tell me, isn't Prince Xuan a tough guy? Why did he come to confess his guilt?" The emperor's voice was sinister, but he still couldn't suppress the joy inside.
The chamberlain bowed and stretched out his hand to support the strange-looking Taoist crown on his head, "Tianjia, what do you think?"
The emperor grabbed the fly whisk and whipped it away, "If I knew, why would I ask you this old dog?"
The servant did not dare to shrink his hand and allowed the emperor to beat him a few times, then said: "I see, Prince Xuan is also a sensible person. He knows that the emperor is afraid of him and wants to punish him. Naturally, he used the name of the princess to seek self-protection and resisted the decree and refused to marry.
Although it is a serious crime, it is not like the capital crime of treason. Even if the emperor blames it again, it is just to seize the title. Otherwise... Who can do such a thing as renunciation of his wife? Who would go to such great lengths for a man and a woman? Yes
I’m just using this as an excuse to save my life.”
After the chamberlain said this, the emperor felt it made sense and asked, "Why did he admit it like this?"
The chamberlain said: "I heard that King Xuan's illness cannot be cured. It is normal for a person to want to stay in the capital when he is about to die. Otherwise, why would he come back? Besides, after running away for so many years, the emperor can always keep track of his whereabouts. The world
Although he is a prince, I don’t know what he will do if he is caught in the future. It is better to come back and admit his mistake. Maybe the emperor cares about him as a member of the clan and gives him a way to survive. Unless King Xuan wants to rebel, this is the only way to go. In the past
Our great founding officials of the Zhou Dynasty had great achievements, but each and every one of them made mistakes for themselves..."
"You old dog," the emperor hit the whisk at the place where the servant had no roots. The servant cowered into a ball pretendingly, and the emperor laughed. "You know a lot. If you hadn't been castrated, I could have given you a title."
Princes, generals and ministers.”
The chamberlain hurriedly knelt down and said, "I don't dare, I have heard this from Mr. Feng Ge for hundreds of days. Mr. Feng Ge knows the key points inside and can explain it clearly."
"Oh?" The emperor didn't know when Feng Guochang came to the Shangqing Courtyard.
"Mr. Feng Ge said that, but he suffered a lot. Everyone in the clan regarded him as a traitor, saying that the emperor was kind, but Mr. Feng Ge... Mr. Feng Ge was ruthless..."
The emperor stood up, took two steps forward, and suddenly turned back, "Well said, well said, that's what I want." Even though he was hiding in the Shangqing Courtyard and not paying attention to government affairs, he knew everything about the world. The emperor was very knowledgeable.
Feeling proud, he stretched out his hand and asked the chamberlain to serve him. He then went to the apse and lay down on the down-covered mat. The emperor rubbed the warm feathers and then curled up into a ball and fell asleep.
The chamberlain walked out of the back hall quietly and opened the door. Although the wind outside was cooling, he felt clear in his heart. When he saw Prince Xuan kneeling there, the chamberlain stepped forward and said: "The emperor has gone to bed. Please leave the palace quickly."
Go ahead, take care of yourself, I will still want to serve you in the future."
Zhou Chengling stood up.
The chamberlain wanted to step forward to help him, but did not touch the corner of Zhou Chengling's clothes. Zhou Chengling stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, turned around and walked slowly down the steps. The chamberlain also took a few steps back and returned to the main hall.
Zhou Chengling walked out of the palace gate, got on his horse, and walked all the way to the small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing. Dong Zhao heard the sound and came out of the house with Zhang Erzheng, the Minister of Household Affairs.
Zhou Chengling went to change his clothes and came out, and everyone sat down together.
Zhang Erzheng looked at King Xuan. King Xuan's hair was completely wet from the rain, but he didn't show any signs of embarrassment. He was still proud and walked out with his head held high. He didn't look aggrieved at all. Only the emperor of the Shangqing Court would care who was with him.
By bowing his head and showing weakness in front of others, the emperor should be wary of King Xuan. King Xuan took control of both Zhejiang and Zhejiang in just two years and secretly fought against Feng Dang. However, the emperor only wanted to be happy in front of him, and never thought about peace and prosperity for the people.
Zhang Erzheng turned his attention to Prince Wenzheng. He led hundreds of thousands of troops. Prince Wenzheng was young but brave and good at fighting. He had made many military exploits and was the most promising general in the Zhou Dynasty.
Normally, these two people always have endless things to say when they meet, but now for some reason, there seems to be a strange atmosphere.
Zhou Chengling looked at Dong Zhaoxian with his usual expression and said, "When this is done, Duke Wen Zheng will no longer have to worry about military pay. This money will not only save the soldiers on the border from starving, but also provide disaster relief grain."
Dong Zhaodao: "After all, Feng Guochang's military power is in the hands of a small number. When our wings are full, we will not be controlled by others." Speaking of this, his face was also full of energy.
Zhang Erzheng couldn't help but sigh. With the crown prince Wenzheng Gong, King Xuan was even more powerful.
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In Baohe Hall, Yang Mo took her hand away from Mr. Lu's chest, lowered her head and listened for a while, then looked at Hu Ling and said, "Remember the time of death."
Sadness always comes suddenly and catches people off guard.
Originally it was a happy event that Lu Zhi woke up, but unexpectedly the person who wanted to hear the news the most closed his eyes. The person who is most worried about Lu Zhi these days is Mr. Lu.
Outside, Lu Zheng felt as if his chest was being flooded with water and he couldn't breathe.
Everyone in the room had complicated expressions.
Lu Zheng opened the curtain and walked quickly to Mr. Lu's side, watching Miss Yang pull the needle out of Mr. Lu's body.
"Miss Yang..." Lu Zheng's voice trembled, "Is there no other way? Lu Zhi... Lu Zhi's illness... didn't take several times to cure."
"Lu Zhi is different," Yang Mo looked at Lu Zheng, "Lu Zhi only had a quarter of an hour to resuscitate him before he had a heartbeat..." She had already spent half an hour rescuing Mr. Lu. In modern times, it would not take this long.
Without advanced cardiac resuscitation drugs, chest massage can only go so far.
Lu Zheng stretched out his hand to touch his father's hand. There was still a trace of warmth. Why couldn't it work? "Why? We were obviously fine, so why did he suddenly..." Lu Zheng couldn't help but choke when he saw the compassionate eyes of the doctors around him.
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Many things could not be explained. Yang Mo shook her head. She had previously believed that Lu Zhi's injury was fine. Mr. Lu looked dangerous. As long as the bleeding was stopped, at least his life would not be in danger for the time being.
Unexpectedly, such a situation occurred. It might be acute myocardial infarction or some other disease. It is difficult for her to determine the cause now.
Lu Zhi had just woken up and it was still difficult to move. Hearing the sounds outside, he felt anxious but had no idea what to do. He went to hold the low table beside him, but he didn't want to knock the tea bowl on it to the ground. The doctor next to him hurriedly came over to check.
Lu Zhi trembled with his lips, "I...uncle...I..."
"Lu Zhi," Lu Zheng entered the room, his face full of sadness, but he tried to calm himself down, "Dad is seriously ill and has passed away. I will take him home first, and you can rest well in Baohe Hall."
Lu Zhi couldn't help crying when he heard this.
Thinking of the twists and turns of the past few days, the doctor next to me also felt uncomfortable. He tried his best, but got this result.
Mei Xiang was afraid that Yang Mo would be sad, so she carefully looked at the eldest lady's face. Although she was a little sad, she was still calm. She lowered her head to check Lu Zhi's wound.
Lu Zhi wanted to go back to the Lu family to keep a vigil for Mr. Lu, but Yang Mo said: "We can't remove the drainage tube now, we have to stay here for a few days before we can go home."
Lu Zhi pleaded: "Uncle... treats me... like his own son. I... have to die no matter what. Miss Yang... removed the tube and asked me to fulfill my filial piety."
Yang Mo looked at Lu Zhi calmly, "Master Lu stayed with you sleeplessly when you were sick, not to see you die, but to hope that your injury would heal and that you could participate in martial arts as you wished in the future. Now that you are leaving Baohe Hall,
All your efforts these days will be in vain."
Lu Zhengdao: "Father said that you are the most likely to pass the martial arts examination among the Lu family. He asked me to teach you all the marksmanship, riding and shooting I have learned. If you really care about this kindness, just wait until you pass the martial arts examination."
Go and kowtow in front of the graves of my father and uncle."
Lu Zhi responded with tears in his eyes.
Lu Zheng ordered the servants of the Lu family to carry Mr. Lu back to the Lu family. Before leaving, Lu Zheng saluted Yang Mo respectfully.
Lu Zheng led people to lift Master Lu and leave Baohe Hall. Baohe Hall suddenly became deserted. Yang Mo looked at the raindrops falling outside and couldn't help but feel empty in her heart.
Shopkeeper Jiang asked people to prepare carriages and horses, and Yang Mo got on the carriage and prepared to go back to Yang's house.
Just as the carriage started to move forward, it heard voices talking from outside, "Miss Yang has put someone to death."
"Can't Miss Yang be able to cure all diseases?"
Mei Xiang in the carriage couldn't help but frown. There were so many incurable patients on this street, why do these people always stare at Baohe Hall?
Mei Xiang just thought of this.
I heard Lu Zheng's voice coming from outside, "You all claim to be an authentic medicine practitioner and have been running apothecary stores for many years. I don't think you have any real skills, but you have a long tongue."
Suddenly, angry voices came from the surroundings, "Miss Yang is the one who put your father to death, why are you so mad at us?"
Lu Zheng sneered, "When I was sent to the hospital for treatment, who of you dared to say that my father's disease could be cured?"
"Who can stop my dad from vomiting blood?"
"Do you know what acute gastrointestinal bleeding is?"
"Know how to perform intestinal suturing?"
"Know how to transfuse blood?"
"You don't know anything, yet you still have the nerve to make irresponsible remarks here, saying that Miss Yang is a woman, and you can't even compare to a woman."
After a moment of silence, someone argued forcefully: "Miss Yang didn't save Mr. Lu with those folk remedies."
Lu Zhengdao: "My father didn't die of vomiting blood. Miss Yang also saved my brother. Which of you can? Miss Yang worked tirelessly to diagnose and treat my father and brother. You can't match this in your lifetime."
"Let me see who dares to gossip, otherwise I, Lu Zheng, will beat him once I see him," Lu Zheng paused at this point, "When my brother comes out of Baohe Hall on his own, you can gather together again to celebrate."
The surrounding chatter became quieter and quieter.
Lu Zheng took a few steps forward and said, "Miss Yang, it's getting late now. I'll send you back to Yang's house first."
Master Lu had just passed away. Lu Zheng should have gone back to the Lu family to arrange the funeral, but he was waiting here. Just as Yang Mo was about to refuse, Lu Zheng said: "My father would have given this order if he knew it. Miss, please don't refuse."
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