Chapter 1299： Recuperation (1)

   As soon as Qi Xiuyuan woke up, he forced his sick body to appear in the court hall for a time. The courtiers who were originally surging with dark tides suppressed their thoughts after seeing the thin but spirited emperor.

Qi Xiuyuan looked at the courtiers who bowed their heads respectfully, and said solemnly: "I have not recovered from my illness. After that, the Prime Minister of the Crown Prince, the Minister of the Left and the Minister of the Household will jointly assist in the administration. The undecided matter will be reported to me by the Prince."

Qi Xiuyuan took a breath and continued: "All matters in the imperial city and the palace are under the command of King Anjun. It is like a holy will, and the ministers must respectfully abide by it and must not violate it."

The heads of the ministers were lowered, Fan Zijin did not allow the princes to enter or leave the palace, and the information passed on inside and outside was even more tightly controlled. The entire palace was under his control, which of course made the ministers dissatisfied, and he was not a clan. , and he is not the commander of the imperial army, so he should not interfere in the affairs of the palace.

But both the Queen and Prince Rong believed in him, the ministers could only provoke the clan to make trouble, and impeach him arbitrarily by the way. Who knew that the emperor would support him as soon as he came out?

What really frightened the ministers was that the emperor actually agreed with Prince Rong's arrangement, and everyone looked at Yan Du vaguely.

So the right minister not only blamed Prince Yu Rong, but also lost the trust of the emperor?

Qi Xiuyuan, regardless of what everyone thought, supported the prince's hand and retreated.

The courtiers watched the prince help the emperor to walk away, and from then on, they were more respectful to the prince, and their extra thoughts were put away for the time being.

Since the emperor is detoxified, he doesn't have to be so anxious even if he wants to fight. The emperor is in his prime, and the crown prince is getting bigger. In the future, the conflicts between the two sides will only get bigger and bigger, and it is time to act.

At this time, the emperor, who was judged by the courtiers to be young and strong, was spitting out a mouthful of blood, and Xiaobao was anxious to announce the imperial physicians.

Qi Xiuyuan patted his hand soothingly, and said, "This detoxification is too much damage, it doesn't matter."

The long illness has become a doctor. This is the second time he has been poisoned. He is very familiar with this situation.

Huayuan was withdrawing his hand, bowed and said: "The emperor is right, your body has been greatly injured this time, and you are tired and angry, so..."

Huayuan said cautiously: "The emperor should calm down, wait for the poison to be completely eliminated, and then take good care of it is the best policy."

Qi Xiuyuan said softly, "Yeah", looked at Xiaobao and said, "Go and invite the national teacher, the royal father has some questions to ask him."

Xiaobao thought he was going to ask about the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt, so he hurriedly went out.

Qi Xiuyuan and the others glanced at Eunuch Wan after they left. Eunuch Wan hurriedly led the people to bow down, leaving only Huayuan in the main hall.

Huayuan was standing aside with his head lowered, his heart lifted high.

Qi Xiuyuan adjusted his posture and asked, "How is the poison on Prince Rong's body?"

"Prince Rong and His Majesty exchanged half of the poisonous blood, but he has deep internal strength and good health. He started taking the antidote after the poisonous blood merged, so it should be fine."

Qi Xiuyuan looked at him for a while and asked, "Why didn't Prince Rong go back to Beijing to see me?"

Hua Yuan was sweating coldly on his forehead and said, "It is said that the princess is in danger, and the prince may be worried about the princess."

Qi Xiuyuan snorted coldly, Huayuan didn't dare to say any more, the hall fell silent, only the breathing of the two of them could be heard.

The cold sweat on Hua Yuanzheng's forehead became more and more, and finally, unable to bear the psychological pressure, he said in a voice like mosquitoes and ants: "But Prince Rong's poison has not been completely solved, and he was tired and tired. I heard that he used internal force again, and the expansion of toxin accelerated. , it is possible to penetrate deep into the blood and bone marrow..."

Qi Xiuyuan's eyes sank, and Huayuan gave him a peek at him, and said in a cold sweat: "But the national teacher has reopened a prescription based on the pulse case reported back, and Prince Rong should be fine."

Seeing that Qi Xiuyuan's complexion had not improved, Huayuan couldn't help but kneel and said, "Sir, even if Prince Rong's condition worsens, it's not half as good as you. Now your health is the most important thing."

Qi Xiuyuan was startled and asked, "How long can I live?"

Huayuan is speechless.

"Come on, I forgive you for not guilty." Qi Xiuyuan smiled and said, "It's a blessing to be able to wake up this time, what more can I ask for?"

How many people in this world can face life and death calmly?

Huayuan closed his eyes and replied, "Back to the emperor, at least three or five years, as many as seven or eight years, it just depends on whether you are well maintained."

These poisons were too domineering and came on suddenly. Qi Xiuyuan's body couldn't bear it at all. In addition, so many toxins stayed in his body for four days. After that, they used tiger and wolf medicine to suppress the toxins in his body, so his five internal organs The six organs are damaged greatly.

People live on the internal organs, anyway, with the ability of him and his colleagues in the Taiyuan Hospital, he can't cure the emperor's injuries at all, unless he can find a famous doctor who is good at conditioning the internal organs.

Qi Xiuyuan murmured: "It only takes three to five years to damage Haoran, so why don't you just die, or save one."

"Your Majesty!" Huayuan was kowtowing: "Daqi can't do without you!"

Qi Xiuyuan waved his hand and said, "You don't need to tell the prince and the queen about this matter. You choose two imperial doctors from the imperial hospital who are good at detoxifying and recuperating the body and send them to Prince Rong, so that he doesn't have to rush back and take care of his body first. "

Huayuan is going out with red eyes. He was a doctor in the previous dynasty. He was used to seeing the calculations and conflicts between the Dazhou royal family. It was the first time that he saw the royal family with true feelings, so he was very sentimental.

Huayuan was standing in front of the main hall and thought about it, and felt that the emperor only mentioned "three to five years" and did not hear "seven or eight years" just now. Obviously, he did not want to take care of his body, and the other party had ordered that the prince and the queen should not be informed. I can only tell Prince Rong about this.

Anyway, the emperor did not say that he was not allowed to tell Prince Rong, right?

If Prince Rong persuaded him, the emperor would probably listen to it. Huayuan thought so, and immediately selected the imperial physician, packed up a pile of medicinal materials, and ordered someone to send it to Prince Rong.

Yuanhui paced slowly to the emperor's bedroom. Seeing that he was reading through the memorial, she shook her head slightly and said, "The emperor is so tired that his longevity will be hampered."

Qi Xiuyuan dropped the book, looked up at him and asked, "Since you can count the destiny, then I ask you, how many years can I live, and how many years can Prince Rong live?"

Yuanhui smiled and said, "Your Majesty, although the poor monk can peep at the sky, he is not a god. I can't figure out the two questions you mentioned."

He crossed his legs at the bottom opposite Qi Xiuyuan, and said compassionately: "Everything in the world is not fixed by the way of heaven, so the way of heaven is also changing."

"People's choices and actions can change the way of heaven, and what the poor monk can do is to calculate the general development of some things based on the evolution of celestial phenomena. These will be expressed from the face and palm of a person."

"For example, when I first saw Prince Rong, I knew that he was a rich man and had a dragon's breath, but the dragon's breath was too shallow. I thought he was a hidden dragon in the abyss, but I looked at his palmistry again. Then he understood that the destiny rests with his brother, not him." Yuanhui smiled and said, "In those days, I worked hard to deduce the celestial phenomena, and deduced that you would be able to bring peace to the world when you were over forty years old. Later, we know that the way of heaven is changing, and the celestial phenomenon is no longer credible, and you can replace it with the Great Zhou just around the corner."

"Prince Rong is the variable between you and Prince Rong," Yuanhui said, "Prince Rong was destined to have two wives, four concubines, four sons and one daughter, but you see, he now has only one wife, four sons and one daughter. It's complete."