The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south.
Concubine Pei stood in front of Taiyuan Palace, holding on to the white jade railing, looking at the returning geese flying south.
Year after year, they never stop.
She once thought that she would enter this palace, but that would be in the Zichen Palace when she was older.
Unexpectedly, a sudden disaster happened. She lost her husband only a year after they were married and at the age of eighteen.
A year later, she left her young son behind and entered the palace with a dishonorable identity.
The Zichen Palace was no longer possible, so the emperor specially built the Qianqiu Palace for her to show his love.
However, what she wants is a palace?
What she lost was more than just a palace?
Wan Dabao came out of the inner hall, saw her figure, ran over quickly, and called: "Empress! Empress!"
Concubine Pei turned around.
"Your Majesty, please come in."
When saying this, Wan Dabao looked at Concubine Pei carefully.
He has served the emperor for many years, and what happened back then is even more clear. Seeing that the emperor is in bad condition, he wonders whether this noble concubine can start well and end well?
Concubine Pei raised her lips, showed a sad smile, and nodded: "Thank you, father-in-law."
Wan Dabao immediately bowed to him, showing full respect.
Concubine Pei entered the palace, and the emperor was lying on the bed, speechless. When he saw her coming in, his eyes burst with joy, and he pointed at her with trembling fingers.
"Your Majesty." Concubine Pei hurriedly walked up to him, half-knelt down, and looked up at him. Her eyes were sad and full of tenderness, as if she would shed tears in the next moment.
This greatly relieved the emperor, who showed a relaxed expression and held Concubine Pei's hand tightly.
Concubine Pei comforted him softly for a while, then turned to ask Zhong Yue: "Miracle Doctor Zhong, Your Majesty, he..."
Zhong Yue carefully checked the prescription he had just written before handing it over to Wan Dabao. He answered Concubine Pei's question: "My Lady, didn't the common people tell me not to give supplements to Your Majesty? Why..."
Things have already happened. If you insist on an answer at this time, it seems to be a question. After Zhong Yue said this, he stopped talking and replied in a calm tone: "It's too late. Your Majesty's body is like a body."
The charcoal stove that has been extinguished but still has fire should be unclogged before the fire can be rekindled. As soon as this tonic medicine is poured out, it is like pouring a spoonful of hot oil, which immediately burns up all the remaining firewood.
Nowadays, even ordinary people are powerless."
Concubine Pei could only plead: "Doctor Zhong, you are the best doctor in the world. You have superb medical skills and a rejuvenating hand. You must be able to think of a way, right? Your Majesty... he is still young!" As she said this, she reached out to wipe away her tears.
The emperor also looked at Zhong Yue with pleading eyes.
He regretted it so much now, why didn't you listen to him? Why did you rely on those quack doctors at Xintai Hospital? Think about it carefully, he felt that he was doing well a while ago, wasn't it because Zhong Yue had nursed him for more than half a year? But at that time, he was
Those quack doctors were confused and took their medicine...
The emperor would never admit that it was his own excessive eagerness that led to the bitter consequences.
"Doctor Zhong, please save your Majesty's life!" Concubine Pei was about to kneel down.
How could Zhong Yue dare to accept her courtesy? He quickly stepped aside and said, "Your Majesty, you must never do this. Common people can't bear it!"
Concubine Pei sobbed: "If you can save His Majesty's life, you can do anything you want. High officials and generous salaries, beautiful families, rare treasures... As long as you ask, I will help you do it!"
The emperor, who was speechless, looked moved.
The imperial concubine did not fail him after all!
Zhong Yue sighed and seemed to be moved, and said: "Doctors treat diseases regardless of whether they are rich or poor, and do not ask for power or property, but with compassion and the virtue of universal salvation. Don't worry, the queen, the common people will do their best to help.
Your Majesty heals me."
After hearing this, Concubine Pei finally showed joy.
Zhong Yue changed the topic: "However, your Majesty must also be prepared. The medical skills of ordinary people are far from being able to cure the disease with medicine. Your Majesty's illness has reached this stage, so we can only do our best."
"Okay, okay!" Concubine Pei said hurriedly, "I will listen to you."
Zhong Yue bowed and saluted, then stepped back to prepare the medicine.
Concubine Pei returned to the emperor and spoke to him softly.
The emperor looked at her, and finally a tear rolled out of his increasingly cloudy eyes. He stretched out his hand to hold hers, and struggled to say two words: "Ah...Rong..."
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Political Hall.
Zhong Yue prepared the medicine and was dragged here.
As soon as he arrived, all the prime ministers crowded over.
"How about it?"
"How is it, Your Majesty?"
"Can you keep an eye on it?"
Zhong Yue bowed his head and replied: "Masters, please let the common people take a breather..."
They are all high-ranking prime ministers. It is indeed a bit outrageous to surround one person like this.
The few people moved away slightly, Zhong Yue took a breath and replied: "I have disappointed the Prime Ministers. The common people can no longer cure Your Majesty."
Guo Xu asked anxiously: "Why can't it be cured? Aren't you the best doctor in the world?"
Zhong Yue waved his hands repeatedly: "Master Guo, please don't bury me. There are people outside the mountains, so how can one be number one in the world?"
"Okay, okay, don't worry about being the best in the world, just tell me how the saint's illness is!"
Zhong Yue said: "It can't be cured. Your Majesty's blood is rushing to the head, and there are blockages everywhere. Even if you take a big risk and open your head, you can't clean it out. The common people can only try their best to use acupuncture and moxibustion to smooth it out, and then use decoction to reconcile it. But.
Doing this is just hanging on your life."
As soon as these words were said, the prime ministers seemed to have a clear mind, and they should prepare for the funeral!
"Where's King An?"
"We have sent the message, but the journey is not close. No matter how fast it is, it will take ten days and a half."
"Mr. Zhong, can your Majesty survive for another half month?"
Zhong Yue thought for a while: "It should be okay."
"Okay, thank you sir."
The prime ministers threw them away after use, and went back to the check-in room to do their work. They got ready for what needed to be prepared. Zhong Yue, who was surrounded by everyone just now, was no longer interested...
Zhang Tan, who had been promoted to Prime Minister, returned to the duty room and asked his confidants.
"Where is the judge in Huangyuan? Can he be taken down?"
The confidant looked troubled: "The person has disappeared, and we can't find him no matter how we look for him."
Zhang Tan frowned: "Who on earth dares to extend his hand into the palace!"
As soon as the incident happened, he found it strange that Judge Huang, who had always been cautious, suddenly became so bold and dared to administer such a dangerous drug.
Now it’s finally confirmed that someone is playing tricks!
"Check! Turn Yun Jing upside down and find out for me too!"
"yes!"
Zhang Tan sat for a while, his mind becoming increasingly restless.
The emperor was seriously ill, and he had been prepared for it, but an unknown force suddenly appeared, making him uneasy.
This man's ability to trick the emperor into falling ill without even realizing it is really shocking. (To be continued)