Chapter 340: The Sadness of the Twilight Beauty (1)
Runan Palace, inside the palace of Runan King.
Since the beginning of winter, the illness of the old prince Zhao Yunrang has become more and more serious day by day. Whenever he gets sick, his face and body will turn purple and black, and he will almost lose his breath.
The two imperial doctors who had been treating Zhao Yunrang for a long time did not dare to leave for a moment, and took turns to be on duty in the palace. On this day, the old prince fell ill again, and the two imperial doctors spent a lot of effort to bring him back from hell.
, secretly breathing a sigh of relief, the two packed up their medicine boxes and prepared to go out.
But I heard the old prince, who had just regained his consciousness, say angrily: "You two stay here..." I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" The two imperial doctors had to stop.
Zhao Yunrang did not answer, but glanced at Zhao Zongyi. Zhao Zongyi asked the rest to leave, and only he and Zhao Zongshi stayed in front of his father's bed.
The old prince's cloudy eyes turned to the two imperial doctors and asked slowly: "When will I die?"
"My lord, don't think too much." The two imperial doctors laughed and said, "Take good care of yourself and you will be fine in the end."
"Don't talk nonsense..." Zhao Yunrang didn't appreciate it and said coldly: "Tell the truth and give a specific date."
"This..." The two of them couldn't figure out for a moment whether Zhao Yunrang wanted to hear good things or bad things.
"You two, my father has seen through the world of mortals a long time ago..." Zhao Zongshi said, "Just tell the truth."
"Okay." The two of them looked at each other, and an imperial physician named Peng Suwang said: "Your Majesty's illness has lasted for too long, and it's gone... The oil has run out." As he said that, he looked at Zhao Yunrang, and sure enough,
As if nothing had happened, as if he was talking about someone else, he boldly said: "When it comes to this job, I rely on doctors for 30% and God for 70%. If the prince wants a specific date, I don't think any miracle doctor would dare to tell me. I just
I can say that if I am lucky, I can survive this year."
"What if you have bad luck?" Zhao Yunrang said in a deep voice.
"Every time the prince gets sick, we try our best..." King Peng Su whispered: "But to be honest, we are not very sure."
He said this tactfully, but Yien knew very well that he might get sick next time, so he explained...
Zhao Yunrang slowly closed his eyes, and the two imperial doctors hurriedly left as if they had been granted amnesty.
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In the bedroom, brothers Zhao Zongyi and Zhao Zongshi stood in front of their father's bed. Zhao Zongshi closed his eyes tightly, as if he was resting his mind or thinking about something.
After a long time, Zhao Yunrang opened his eyes, looked at the caisson on the roof of the tent and said: "In these two days, make arrangements for the funeral, and then invite the officials to visit the patient"..."
"Father..." Zhao Zongyi lost his voice and said, "We're still far from here..."
"Yes, father," Zhao Zongshi also urged: "The situation is very good now, let's think about it in the long term." In the past few months, on the one hand, Zhao Zongshi and his party have made full efforts to suppress Zhao Zongji's arrogance, and even his mainstay has quickly
It can't hold up anymore and will collapse.
On the other hand, Zhao Zongji and Chen Ke often made mistakes... They tasted the sweetness when counting the shortcomings, so they wanted to pretend to be loyal ministers to the end, but they had nothing to do and suggested that "Martial arts must be based on martial arts, and generals must be based on martial arts."
The military reform of the military examination completely pushed the general to his side.
At this time, Zhao Zong actually had the support of important ministers in the court, old nobles and relatives, and countless high-ranking officials under him, waving flags and shouting, promoting him as a perfect and virtuous king..." It is really necessary to have a backstage and a prestige, even for him
They all felt like no one else but me.
"Put away this thought forever..." Although Zhao Yunrang is old and sick, his mind is clearer and more decisive than before: "The opponent is not as simple as you think, you know? Chen Ke doesn't have to leave, and he will continue to be semi-royal.
Martial Arts Academy!”
"Ah"..." Zhao Zongshi said in surprise: "How did he do it?"
"It is said that someone impeached him. The number one scholar was given privately by the official Xuan." Zhao Zongyi said: "As a result, the official was furious and issued an order not to allow Chen Ke to resign...
"This,..." Zhao Zongshi couldn't accept it and said, "Who did it?"
"This is no longer important." Zhao Zongyi shook his head and said: "Anyway, they escaped another disaster and got a blessing in disguise..., y
"This fully illustrates one thing." Zhao Yunrang said in a deep voice: "Even if the whole world supports you, as long as the official family does not relent, you will never be able to get on the stage!"
A hint of hatred appeared on Zhao Zongshi's face...of course not towards his father"... Finally he nodded dejectedly and said: "Yes."
"But it doesn't matter. I have studied Zhao Zhen for decades and know his character very well." Zhao Yunrang said slowly: "I will risk my life this time and I will definitely make him let go!" He said with a face.
The abnormal blusher said word by word: "If I can't see that you are certain, I will die with my eyes closed!"
"Father..." Zhao Zongshi held his father's cold hand tightly, tears streaming down his face: "If my father died for me, the child will feel guilty for the rest of his life."
"Silly words." Zhao Yunrang saw some true feelings on his face, and said in a slower tone with some relief: "If my father is left dying for a few more months, it is nothing more than suffering for a few more days. I could have been freed for a few days.
It’s worth it in exchange for my son becoming the crown prince!”
After a pause, he comforted him again: "Don't feel guilty, because being a father is also for yourself. I can't be an emperor while I'm alive, but I can enter the Ancestral Temple after I die. I'll be smiling." Note that he asked Zhao Zongshi to promise him that in the future
things to be done.
"Yes..." Zhao Zongshi burst into tears, and Zhao Zongyi kept wiping away tears.
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"The Zhao family and his son retreated, leaving only two imperial doctors to talk in the bedroom." Half a day later, in Chen Ke's study, Zhao Zongji said in a deep voice: "But the content of the conversation is unknown."
"It's probably about to start." Chen Ke said softly.
"What about us?" Zhao Zongji said.
"Let's start it too." Chen Ke said slowly: "When is the fastest?"
"Tomorrow afternoon."
"It's probably still too late." Chen Ke muttered.
"What else can we do?" Zhao Zongji's face looked very ugly.
"Let's play chess." Chen Ke said.
"How can you still think about playing chess?" Zhao Zongji shook his head and said: "When life and death are at stake, you can only watch on the sidelines?"
"..." Chen Ke nodded. All they could do was pray: "It all depends on what the officials think..."
"Sigh." Zhao Zongji sighed: "This feeling is really a torture."
"It is inevitable that fate is not in your own hands." Chen Ke said, clicking a chess piece onto the chessboard: "In the final analysis, you and I are just chess pieces after all..." Zhao Zongji responded, nodded and stopped talking.
The two were playing chess casually when Chen Yi came in and reported with a strange look on his face: "There is a monk outside the door asking for alms."
"Just give me some food to send away." Chen Ke frowned.
"Brothers recognized that the monk is the one from Daxiangguo Temple named... Foyin."
"What is he here for?" Chen Ke was even more surprised.
"Who is the Buddha Seal?" Zhao Zongji asked aloud as his kindness was not on the chessboard.
"He's a crazy monk who talks too much." Chen Ke briefly talked about how he met the Buddha's seal when he visited Xiangguo Temple that day.
Zhao Zongji was very interested and said: "This man is very interesting. He is idle when he is idle. It would be good to call him in to relieve his boredom."
Chen Ke thought about it, nodded and said, "Invite him in."
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After a while, Buddha Yin came in with a smile on his face. Although his cassock was torn, he was handsome and handsome, his eyes were bright and clear, and he looked like a senior monk.
Zhao Zongji looked at the monk with great interest and heard Chen Ke say: "Master, I didn't expect to meet again."
"We are destined to meet each other." Foyin said with a smile: "This shows that the poor monk and the donor are destined." After saying this, he saluted Zhao Zongji and said, "This donor is polite, and I haven't asked for Gao's name yet."
"Master, you are polite." Zhao Zongji smiled and said, "My surname is Xiao, and my courtesy name is Lingyun."
"It turns out to be Young Master Xiao." Foyin said in awe.
"Master, there is no need to be polite. I heard that you are good at reading faces. Please show my brother's face." Zhao Zongji said seriously: "If you speak well, you will be generously rewarded."
"There is no need for generous gifts. The poor monk only asks for a meal." Foyin said with a smile: "Actually, I saw Mr. Chen's appearance last time."
"It's a pity that you weren't hungry last time." Chen Ke was actually very resistant to the fortune telling, always feeling that it was unsatisfactory, but it was obvious that Zhao Zongshi was using him to seek comfort, so he could only go on and said: "I don't know if this time
are you hungry?"
"Who comes out to beg for alms if you're not hungry?" Foyin said with a smile.
"Hahaha..." Zhao Zongji discovered that this Buddha seal was at least a wonderful person, and laughed and said: "Master, please take a look, how is his recent fortune?"
"Then please Mr. Chen, please write whatever you want."
"Wood, wood of wood." Chen Ke said casually, too lazy to pick up his pen.
"It seems that the young master has been in trouble recently." Foyin thought for a moment.
"Oh, how do you say that?" Zhao Zongji asked curiously.
"Mr. Chen's word 'wood' does not need to be written with a pen, but spoken." Foyin said lightly: "When wood is in the mouth, isn't it just a word 'trap'?"
"How to break it?" Zhao Zongji asked.
"Just let nature take its course." Foyin said with a smile: "The one who is trapped is eighteen. But he did not ask this question himself, so there was another person next to him who was named Bao. So although Mr. Chen was temporarily trapped
, but after all, there are noble people to protect you, so you can be safe."
At this time, Zhao Zongji already knew the news that Zhao Zhen had protected Chen Ke, and he couldn't help but secretly screamed, "This is amazing!" Then he couldn't help himself and said, "Master, will you look at me again?"
"Please try writing." Foyin said calmly.
Zhao Zongji dipped his hands in tea, wrote the word "Tu" on the table, and said, "Master, please check it out."
Foyin glanced at the word 'Tu', then looked at Zhao Zongji and said: "Judging from this word, your status is beyond words."
"Why do you see it?" Zhao Zongji asked with a smile.
"'Tu, what does the horizontal line above the word 'Tu' mean?" Foyin asked with a smile.