"Your Highness, please give way. I will go in and risk my life to remonstrate with you!" Yang Shiqi took a step forward.
"No!" King Zhao refused to give in and said sternly: "The emperor suffered a stroke due to Wang Xian's anger. He has just woken up now. You want to go in and make the emperor angry again. Do you want to force the emperor to death?!"
"It's a matter of state affairs. Even if your body is shattered to pieces, I must go in!" Yang Shiqi said very firmly.
Yang Rong and Jin Youzi also stood behind Yang Shiqi and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please get out of the way!"
"No!" King Zhao sneered and said sternly: "Are you trying to force the palace?!"
"Shut up!" The two sides were fighting each other. The concubine Wang Guifei came out of the palace and scolded her coldly: "Do you still have the emperor in your heart? What's the purpose of making such a fuss?!"
"Your Majesty..." When the three academicians saw Wang Guifei's angry face, they knew they had to give up today, and their momentum immediately dissipated.
"Get out of here!" Wang Guifei said with a dark face and drove all the princes and ministers out.
The royal concubine is the de facto master of the harem. If she gets angry, all the princes can only retreat.
After leaving the emperor's palace, King Zhao cast a meaningful glance at the three academicians, then Shi Shiran left.
Looking at the figure of King Zhao, Yang Shiqi frowned with a stern expression.
"Brother Shiqi, what happened to you today?" Jin Youzi asked with some confusion: "Why do you want to conflict with King Zhao?"
"Hey..." Yang Shiqi sighed, looked up at the gloomy sky and said, "The weather is going to change." After saying this nonsense, he turned and left.
"Brother Mianren, what do you mean, Brother Shiqi?" Jin Youzi was confused and had to ask Yang Rong again.
"Brother Youzi, what Brother Shiqi means is that starting from today, we have to plan for the future..." Yang Rong whispered and followed Yang Shiqi away.
"Didn't we make plans for the future before?" Jin Youzi shook his head and hurriedly followed. However, he saw that Eryang's direction was not to return to the cabinet, "Where are we going?"
"The hospital." Yang Rong said calmly.
Both the Taiyuan Hospital and the Cabinet were institutions dedicated to serving the emperor, and were also located in Xiyuan. The three bachelors walked to the Taiyuan Hospital and met King Zhao coming out of the duty room assigned by the Jinyuan.
Seeing that he met King Zhao again, Jin Youzi's eyes suddenly widened and he understood everything.
"What a coincidence that the three bachelors are here." King Zhao looked at the three of them and said with a smile, "I am hosting a banquet at ****** tonight, and I would like to ask the three bachelors to take the time to come."
"I am busy with official duties, so I can only accept the prince's kindness." Yang Shiqi said lightly: "Besides, prince, the emperor is still ill now, so it is not appropriate to hold a big banquet."
"Why is it inappropriate? My father has turned a bad thing into a good one, and I, as his son, am just about to celebrate." King Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay if Bachelor Yang doesn't come, but Bachelor Yang and Bachelor Jin must come."
"I'm afraid I don't have time to wait..." The two of them naturally advanced and retreated together with Yang Shiqi.
"It's such a pity. Let's make another appointment later." King Zhao looked at the three of them thoughtfully, shook his head, and left.
"As soon as the emperor lay down, he started to form a gang!" Looking at King Zhao's back, Jin Youzi said bitterly.
"How can we defeat him when we are alone?" Yang Rong said worriedly.
"We must risk our lives for the emperor and the prince, and take good care of this family!" Yang Shiqi said in a deep voice with firm eyes: "Go in."
"Hmm." Er Yang walked side by side into the check-in room of Jinyuanjian.
Jin Youzi fell behind and thought incredulously: 'Why did the enemy change from Wang Xian to King Zhao in the blink of an eye? This change is too fast!'
Taiyuan Hospital and Jinyuan are in the judgment room.
The three bachelors sat in front of the Golden Court Judge with straight faces, as if they were in a three-chamber trial.
"Physician Jin, let me ask you again, can the emperor's illness be cured?" Yang Rong asked coldly.
"You three bachelors, please don't force me. The emperor's condition is the top secret of the Taiyuan Hospital, and lower officials are not allowed to talk about it," the judge from the Jinyuan said with a bitter face.
"Then why did you tell King Zhao?" Jin Youzi asked forcefully.
"My official didn't tell King Zhao either." Judge Jin quickly waved his hand.
"Who are you lying to?" Jin Youzi said coldly: "The three of us and King Zhao came in at the same time. If you didn't tell him the answer, how could he let you go so easily? He must still be here to bully you.
Bubble!"
"I really didn't say..." Judge Jin Yuan was right, and he lowered his head with a guilty conscience and said, "I didn't say..."
"Jinyuan Judgment," Yang Shiqi, who had been silent all this time, said: "You know the situation now. His Royal Highnesses the Crown Prince and Taisun are not in the capital, and there is chaos all over Shandong. If you are not careful, you will be treacherous and traitorous.
Seize the opportunity to wreak havoc on the country! When the world is in chaos and the people are in danger, we ministers will be powerless. But if we can obviously contribute to the preservation of the country, but refuse to do so because of such and such concerns, we will really regret it.
On that day, even if you die to apologize, how can you have the face to see Emperor Taizu?"
Jin Yuanping was an imperial physician during the Zhu Yuanzhang period. He knew well that it was not easy for Emperor Taizu to pacify the world and reshape the country. When Yang Shiqi said this, he was really deeply touched and his expression became tangled.
"Well," Yang Shiqi changed channels: "I'll ask a question. You don't have to answer. You just need to shake your head and nod. Isn't it a violation of the principle?"
The judge from the Golden Court hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded.
Jin Youzi and Yang Rong were overjoyed and stared closely at the Jin Court Judge.
"Is it possible for the emperor to recover from his illness?" Yang Shiqi asked in a deep voice.
The judge from the Golden Court shook his head dejectedly.
The expressions of the three bachelors turned gloomy, and Jin Youzi asked in a hissing voice: "Is the emperor going to remain paralyzed forever?"
Judge Jin nodded.
"How long does the emperor have..." Yang Rong asked in a low voice: "One year?"
The judge from the Golden Court shook his head.
"Half a year?" Yang Rong asked.
Judge Jin had tears in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but hissed: "It will take God's blessing for at most half a year, otherwise the emperor may at any time..." At this point, he was already bursting into tears and could no longer speak.
Yang Shiqi and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were most worried that the emperor would not survive for ten days and a half, which would not even give them a chance to plan a counterattack!
"What did King Zhao ask you?" Yang Shiqi asked in a deep voice after calming down.
"Same question." Magistrate Jin wiped his tears with his sleeve and whispered: "I told him that the emperor's illness may get better, but he didn't believe it at all. He took my medical records and asked others..."
"You have to do your best to heal the emperor, and at least let the emperor survive the past six months!" Yang Shiqi looked at the Jinyuan judge and ordered word by word: "If the emperor survives the past six months, you will be a hero of the Ming Dynasty! In the future, you will be a hero of the Ming Dynasty!
I’ll give you a count!”
"Without Yang Shiqi's instructions, I will do my best to extend the emperor's holy life..." Jin Yuanjian nodded, clasped his fists to Yang Shiqi and the others and said: "I will report the emperor's condition to the bachelor at any time, and also invite the three bachelors.
Let’s do our best to protect the country!”
"How dare you not try your best!" The three of them solemnly returned the gift to the Jinyuan Judge.
In Prince Zhao's Mansion, the first thing Zhu Gaosui did after returning home was to take a bath to wash off the faint smell of medicine on his body, then put on a brand new robe and came out to meet Wei Wuque.
Compared to when he was in Shandong, Wei Wuque had lost a lot of weight, and the confidence that once filled his brows had disappeared. He held the medical record in his hand and sat there in silence.
"Wu Que, how are you?" King Zhao was sitting in front of the dressing table, and the beautiful little eunuch was combing his long hair like a waterfall.
"Judging from this medical record, it is impossible for the emperor's stroke to get better." Wei Wuque said slowly: "It's just a matter of how long he can survive..."
"How long?" King Zhao did not doubt Wei Wuque's judgment at all. Wei Wuque was a rare miscellaneous family, with Qimen Dunjia, medical horoscopes, and he was top-notch in any one of them.
"At most half a year. If it's fast, I might kick my legs tomorrow." Wei Wuque said with a wistful expression.
"Can you be more precise?" King Zhao frowned slightly.
"No." Wei Wuque shook his head, "Do you think I am a god?"
"Well..." King Zhao felt a little frustrated and waved the little eunuch back. Then he stood up, walked in front of Wei Wuque, stretched out his slender index finger, raised Wei Wuque's sharp chin, and stared at him with regret.
He said softly: "Wu Que, this doesn't look like you."
"Why don't you look like me?" Wei Wuque felt as if he was being licked by a poisonous snake's tongue. He felt disgusted in his heart and turned his head away without any trace.
"You were so confident in the past, your whole person seemed to be able to shine." King Zhao didn't take it seriously and said softly: "But look at you now, when you encounter some blow, your whole person wilts."
"Really?" Wei Wuque showed a wry smile and said, "It's inevitable that there will be times when someone who is defeated so badly can't stand it anymore."
"Promise me, will you cheer up again?" King Zhao looked at Wei Wuque tenderly and said solemnly: "This time, we will definitely win."
"Will it?" Wei Wuque asked softly.
"I will definitely do it!" King Zhao said in a more serious tone: "This time is different from the past!" After a pause, he said solemnly: "My father is ill and his days are numbered. The prince and grandson are not in the capital. I
The second brother is also dead. This is a perfect opportunity given to us by God! We cannot take it from God, but we are to blame for it, Wu Que!"
"I know..." Wei Wucai nodded, but there was not much confidence in his tone.
"Are you worried that the man named Wang will ruin our good deeds?" King Zhao asked softly.
"Yeah." Wei Wuque nodded again and said sadly: "Whether you say I'm useless or not, as long as Wang Xian is here, I have no confidence..."
"He has lost his wings and can't fly! The people in Dongchang are heavily guarded, and he can't afford any trouble!" King Zhao said in a deep voice: "If you still don't trust me, I will take his life. How about that?"
"Take his life? Can the old eunuch agree to that?" Wei Wuque didn't believe it.
"In the past, he would naturally not agree." King Zhao laughed, with confidence and sharpness on his face that he had never seen before. "But today is different from the past, and the old eunuch also has to make plans for himself.