According to the prince's instructions, the imperial guards escorted Chen Danzhu and the sixth prince back to the mansion respectively and were prohibited from going out.
The people were not too surprised when they saw this scene. The sixth prince made the emperor angry because of Chen Danzhu, and this matter had already spread.
"I really didn't expect that."
"I didn't expect anything. Chen Danzhu was so pampered. I knew something was going to happen."
"I didn't expect that the Sixth Prince would be bewitched by Chen Danzhu, ugh."
The people talked a lot, felt sad and sighed, and speculated whether the emperor could survive the danger this time.
No matter how the imperial guards told the imperial guards outside the mansion to keep strict guard, after entering the mansion, Chu Yurong jumped out of the car and walked forward casually, while asking Wang Xian: "What's going on with the father?"
At that time, he was kneeling beside the bed and confessed his mistake. Wang Xian was able to take the opportunity to get closer and check on the emperor's condition.
Wang Xian even secretly diagnosed the emperor's pulse. Eunuch Jinzhong must have discovered it, but he said nothing.
Wang Xian told him in a low voice at that time that the emperor was indeed not in fear of his life and was just sleeping.
That's not a disease.
"Is it poison?" Chu Yurong asked, looking forward and walking slowly.
Wang Xian shook his head: "It's not necessarily poison, it's probably because the medicines are incompatible with each other." He clicked his tongue twice and said, "There are experts in Taiyuan Hospital."
Chu Yurong stopped and asked, "Can you figure it out?"
Wang Xian felt humiliated by this question and snorted: "Of course." And the question now was not him, but Chu Yurong, "Your Highness, can you allow me to treat the emperor?"
If Chu Yurong were still the iron-faced general, and the emperor was ill, his words would be more effective than those of the prince.
Now he is only the sixth prince, and he is still the prince who was framed for making the emperor sick, and the crown prince issued an order to put him under house arrest in the palace.
Of course, house arrest is unavoidable, but after all, you cannot act arbitrarily in the palace, let alone treat diseases. You have to guard the emperor, watch, listen, inquire, perform acupuncture, and prepare medicine.
The prince had already guarded the emperor's palace, and half of the prince's men had been replaced there in just a few days. Therefore, even if Eunuch Jinzhong turned a blind eye to Wang Xian's treatment of the emperor, he could not hide it from others.
"It's all because of Chen Danzhu." Wang Xian took the opportunity to say again, "Otherwise, we wouldn't be so trapped."
Chu Yurong didn't like hearing this: "You can't say it like that. If General Dan hadn't been there, this incident wouldn't have happened. We didn't know that Judge Zhang would have ill intentions towards our father."
The emperor was in coma because the prescriptions and medicines were incompatible with each other. The only person who could use the emperor's medicines was Zhang Yuanpian. This matter was definitely related to Zhang Yuanpian.
"So what if you jump out?" Wang Xian asked, "Your Majesty, you haven't—"
"At least for now, Judge Zhang's intention is not to kill his father." Chu Yurong interrupted him, "If General Iron Mask is still there, he will never have a chance, and he will not dare to let go, and his heartstrings will continue to tighten.
Tight? Wait until the string breaks, maybe your hand won’t be so steady.”
Isn’t the emperor just in a coma? There may be no chance of saving him.
Wang Xian rolled his eyes? Since it didn’t happen, he could say whatever he wanted.
Chu Yurong walked slowly, frowning and thinking about something? Wang Xian didn't bother him with another word.
Chu Yurong took two steps and stopped, looked at Wang Xianhu and asked: "Do you know Zhang Yuanpian's eldest son?"
Wang Xian said: "You know, that child is the same age as the prince, and he also served as the prince's companion? He was ill and died when he was ten years old? The emperor also likes this child very much, and now and then sighs that it is a pity when he talks about it."
But Mr. Zhang was ill, not killed.
If there is no grudge? There is no interest.
Chu Yurong said softly: "I'm really curious how the mastermind convinced Zhang Yuanpian to do this."
This shouldn’t be the only thing you’re curious about? Wang Xian pouted, who is the mastermind? Besides making the Sixth Prince a scapegoat? What is the real purpose?
Since we are planning to kill the emperor, why only let him fall into a coma? It’s superfluous.
As the sun sets and the sun rises, another day comes in the emperor's palace? But the emperor has not gotten any better.
The prince stood beside the dragon's bed, his eyes reddened not knowing whether he was crying or suffering.
An imperial doctor came over with medicine in his hands. The prince reached out to take it. The official on duty sighed and stepped forward to persuade him: "Your Highness, let others come. It's time for you to go to court. You have to eat something."
King Yan, who was standing aside, said hurriedly: "Yes, let me do it."
King Lu nodded after him.
The prince glanced at them and his eyes fell on Chu Xiurong. Chu Xiurong had been silent until he saw him looking over and said, "Your Highness, we are here."
The prince then put down his hand and looked at the three of them and nodded solemnly: "Then Father, I will leave this place to you."
King Yan had already taken the medicine bowl and sat down: "Prince, what are you talking about? My father is also our father, and we are all brothers. Of course we must help each other through difficulties at this time."
The prince called out to his second brother.
Fuqing reminded in a low voice outside the door, "Your Highness, it's time to go to court."
Zhang Yuanjian also walked in from the outside at this time: "Your Highness, there are old ministers here. The old ministers are treating His Majesty's illness. Please, His Majesty, guard the country for Your Majesty and go to court as soon as possible."
The eunuchs in the room also knelt down and said, "Please come to court, Your Highness."
At the request of everyone, the prince leaned over in front of the emperor and said softly with tears in his eyes, "My son, I will take my leave now." Then he walked out of the emperor's bedroom. There were already officials and eunuchs waiting outside holding robes and crowns. The prince changed into robes, and the maids of honor were waiting.
He walked out with a bowl of soup and had a few mouthfuls of rice, got on the chariot, and slowly walked toward the main hall surrounded by officials and eunuchs.
The court hall was as before. Although there was no emperor on the dragon throne, there was a seat under it. The prince and the prince sat upright. The ministers reported various matters one by one. The prince nodded and played accurately until an official held up a thick
Hou Wenwen came forward and said, "Please ask the King of Qi to review the matter of recruiting scholars through policy."
The prince looked at the official and the clerk and sighed softly: "Father and the emperor can't live without people. King Qi's health is not good, so we can't let him work anymore." As he spoke, his eyes swept across the palace and fell on an official.
, call his name.
The official hurriedly went out to obey the order, and heard the prince say, "You will be responsible for this matter of recruiting scholars through strategies. If there is any problem that is difficult to solve, go to the King of Qi for advice."
The official was overjoyed. Now it was no longer a trouble, but a good job.
If the emperor were here, this job would never be his turn.
He looked at the prince, unable to conceal his excitement and saluted deeply: "I obey your decree."
The official holding the document had a stern look on his face. When he wanted to say something, the prince looked over condescendingly and met the prince's cold gaze. The official felt shuddered and hurriedly lowered his head in response and said no more.
The prince regained his calm expression and looked into the palace: "If there is anything else, please tell me."
Concubine Xu hurried in from outside the palace, her expression even more anxious than before. But this time when she arrived in the emperor's inner room, she did not go straight to the bedside, but instead pulled Chu Xiurong who was checking the incense burner.
"Do you know?" she said, "Your Highness, you are not allowed to interfere with the matter of recruiting scholars through policy."
Her voice was a little loud, and Eunuch Jinzhong, who was standing by the bed, looked over.
Chu Xiurong hurriedly hissed to Concubine Xu, "Concubine, please don't disturb your father, because he took the medicine."
Concubine Xu clenched her hands tightly and lowered her voice, but she couldn't suppress her turbulent emotions. "He just took advantage of your father's illness to bully you. His Majesty clearly entrusted this matter to you——"
Chu Xiurong said: "Mother and concubine, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have his thoughts, and now I just want to guard my father and let him wake up as soon as possible."
Yes, if the emperor doesn't wake up, the prince will become the emperor. If the prince becomes the emperor - Concubine Xu turned around and threw herself next to the emperor's bed.
"Your Majesty—" She lay down and cried.
She and the queen have a sworn feud. Without His Majesty in charge, how would they, mother and son, live?
The woman's cries were whimpering, like a sleeping emperor who seemed to be disturbed, and his closed eyelids moved slightly.
The movement was very weak. Neither Concubine Xu who was crying nor Eunuch Jinzhong standing nearby noticed it. Only Chu Xiurong who was standing not far away looked over. The next moment he turned away and continued to look at the incense burner intently.
