In May, some people once again brought up the matter of "establishing a prince".

Originally, according to Zhu Yijun, he should have made a decision the year before last. It's just that Zhang Youde did something bad, which also led to the resignation of the then first assistant Shen Shixing and the second assistant Xu Guo.

The second reason is that from April and May of the previous year until the end of last year, the war of the Eastern Expedition to Korea was the most important event of the imperial court at that time. Therefore, whether it was the official or other ministers, they did not bother the emperor too much.

Now, of course, the time is "ripe" again.

In fact, at the beginning of the previous year, Zhao Zhigao once wrote to the emperor, requesting that the weak crown and wedding ceremony of the emperor's eldest son be held that year, and the emperor promised to consider it at that time. Later, when the Japanese invaded Korea, the whole country focused their attention on the Eastern Crusade, and no one mentioned it anymore.

At this time, the old things are brought up again, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are of course like clouds.

The first assistant, Zhao Zhigao, also repeatedly admonished the emperor to let the other party listen to the opinions of the ministers and establish the status of the crown prince of the emperor's eldest son as soon as possible. The emperor was noncommittal, and Zhao Zhigao, who was in his seventies, was angry. Seeing that the emperor was so oily and salty, Lord Shoufu simply went back to the house to recuperate.

Zhu Yijun is also depressed, I am also the emperor anyway, you take advantage of illness to slack off at every turn, where do you put the imperial power in your eyes. In this case, you Zhao Zhigao have simply been recuperating at home, I don't believe that the cabinet will be paralyzed without you. What's more, the cabinet now has the "House of Representatives" as a helper and opponent, so it is not worried that it will not run smoothly.

The emperor was in a bad mood, so he asked Zhang Whale to summon Zhong Nan to the palace for an audience.

"Zhong Nan, everyone thinks it's good to be an emperor, but who knows how sad and helpless it is to be an emperor?" As soon as they met, Zhu Yijun poured bitter water on his courtiers.

"Your Majesty, why do you have to be like them!" Zhong Nan knew what the emperor was doing, and when he said it from his heart, he sometimes really felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

"Sometimes, I really want to learn from my grandfather. As long as they are disobedient, they will all be cut off their heads. It's just that I can't give up that heart! Zhu Yijun let out a long sigh.

Zhong Nan couldn't answer this topic.

Zhu Yijun's expression was very tired, he rubbed his temples, and was about to step down from the dragon chair, but he didn't know if he hit his front and back feet, or for some other reason, he fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty!" Zhong Nan and Zhang Whale on the side both exclaimed.

While the two screamed, they didn't care about the etiquette of the monarch and the ministers, and quickly stepped forward to help the emperor up. It's just that Zhu Yijun is unconscious, and blood is flowing on the right forehead.

"Your Majesty, wake up!" Zhang Whale panicked all of a sudden, and even there was some crying in his voice. Don't look at him as an old man in the inner court, he is not too young, but at the critical moment, he has not yet Zhong Nan calmed down.

"Grandpa Zhang, now is not the time to cry!" Zhong Nan took the lead in calming down, "I also ask Gonggong Zhang to hurry up and summon the imperial doctor to come!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes......" As soon as Zhong Nan said it, Zhang Whale reined in his panic, crawled to the outside of the imperial study, and called the little eunuch to pass on the imperial doctor. He thought about it, for fear that his subordinates would make a mistake, so he carried his clothes, trotted for a while, and personally went to the Tai Hospital to call someone.

Zhong Nan in the room was very nervous. He first laid the emperor flat on the ground, and then placed a small cloth bag on the back of the opponent's head, so that his chin was slightly raised, and then tilted the emperor's face to one side.

After that, Zhong Nan tore off his underwear and made it into strips of cloth, wrapped around the emperor's forehead, and padded several layers of small cotton cloth at the location of the bleeding point.

After doing this, Zhong Nan probed the emperor's snort and found that there was no obvious stagnation or acceleration, and his heart fell to the ground. After thinking about it, Zhong Nan removed a few more curtains and covered the emperor's body as a thin quilt.

After all this, Zhong Nan sat beside the emperor and waited for the arrival of the imperial doctor.

More than ten minutes later, outside the imperial study, there was a commotion in the distance, mixed with Zhang Whale's urging.

"Imperial Physician Wang, please leave quickly, the emperor can wait!"

Wang Qingyao, the name of the imperial physician, is an old man in his seventies. He dragged his old legs, followed behind Zhang Whale, and ran in small steps. However, the years are not forgiving, he ran for a while, he had to stop and take a few breaths, and so on several times, and when he arrived outside the imperial study, he had been left behind by Zhang Whale for a considerable distance.

Seeing this, Zhang Whale could only beckon a few little eunuchs and carried Wang Qingyao into the room.

Now that professionals have come, Zhong Nan has given way to his position - let professional people do what they are good at, this is the most professional attitude.

Wang Qingyao walked to the emperor's side, only to see the strip of cloth bandaged on the other party's forehead, and he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"Imperial Doctor Wang, I'm worried that you will come too late, so I will bandage the emperor briefly." Zhong Nan explained.

"Lord Shangshu also learned first aid and bandaging?" Wang Qingyao was slightly surprised.

"But what's wrong with that?" Zhong Nan asked rhetorically.

"Not really." Wang Qingyao stroked his beard and showed appreciation, "Xiaguan just felt a little surprised." ”

"Imperial Physician Wang must also know that I spent many days on the battlefield because I learned some simple ways to deal with it." Zhong Nam responded.

Wang Qingyao nodded, and then stopped talking, but concentrated on treating the emperor with illness. He first gently removed the cotton cloth from the patient's head, carefully examined the wound, then opened the patient's eyes with his fingers, and then looked at the patient's mouth.

After that, Wang Qingyao still did not speak, closed his eyes and pondered for a while. Zhang Whale on the side was a little impatient, and asked a little anxiously: "Imperial Doctor Wang, why don't you say a word or two!" Holy Lord, what's going on? ”

"Father-in-law Zhang, don't panic, let the official investigate for a while." Wang Qingyao still had an unhurried tone, if it weren't for his superb medical skills, Zhang Whale would have wanted to go up and beat people.

After more than ten minutes, Wang Qingyao slowly put away his medical tools while considering how to explain his condition.

"Zhong Shangshu, Zhang Gonggong, the saint has blood stasis in the brain, resulting in a temporary coma."

As soon as Wang Qingyao's words came out, Zhong Nan knew that Zhu Yijun's condition was a little tricky. Nowadays, medicine is not developed enough, and there are not many methods for the treatment of brain diseases in Chinese medicine.

"Imperial Physician Wang, don't tell me so much, I don't understand, just tell me directly, when will the Holy One wake up?" Zhang Whale heard the solemnity in Wang Qingyao's words, and thought that his net worth and life were all tied to the emperor, and he suddenly became anxious.

"Grandpa Zhang, this ...... This ......" Wang Qingyao didn't know how to explain to the other party for a while.

"Don't do this and that, hurry up and wake up the saint, otherwise...... Hum! There was some threat in Zhang Whale's tone.

"Imperial Physician Wang, isn't the saint's illness troublesome?" Zhong Nan came out to play the round.

"Don't hide it from Lord Shangshu and Gonggong Zhang, the illness of the saint this time is indeed very tricky, and the lower official ...... Xia Guan was not completely sure. Wang Qingyao, as the chief physician of the Tai Hospital, is indeed a little embarrassed to say such things, but he understands better that it is better to tell the truth than to brag indiscriminately.

"How sure are you?" Zhong Nan then asked.

"If you want to clear the blood congestion in the Holy Lord's brain, Xia Guan can only try it with acupuncture. If you want to say sure,...... Only less than half of them. Wang Qingyao replied.

"That's it, Imperial Doctor Wang, you can find some colleagues from the Imperial Hospital, and let's consult together." Zhong Nan commanded, "Let's take a look at it, if you can find some Lang Zhong who is proficient in brain diseases, it is not necessarily limited to Tai Hospital, there are Lang Zhong with superb medical skills in the people, you can also invite them." ”

"It's still Lord Shangshu who thinks it through!" Wang Qingyao gave up.

"I'm going to mobilize the fans of Dongchang and ask them to find folk medical masters." Zhang Whale is no longer fighting with Wang Qingyao.

People are like this, in the face of difficulties, if there are others to help them think of ways and make decisions, they will naturally take that person first.

Zhong Nan also instructed everyone present to keep it a secret, and not to publicize the news of the emperor's unconscious to the public for the time being, otherwise he would be severely punished. Due to the supervision of the two major secret agencies of Dongchang and Jinyiwei, and everyone knew that this was the need to stabilize the overall situation, no one objected, and they all obeyed Zhong Nan's wishes.

After settling all this, Zhong Nan was free. At this moment, he has the time and energy to think about the next situation and countermeasures.

The top priority was how to cure the emperor's illness.

The treatment of brain congestion, not to mention in the Ming Dynasty, even in the time and space where Zhong Nan was originally located, is also not a simple matter. In addition, traditional Chinese medicine is not good at the treatment of such diseases, so Zhong Nan estimates that most of the hospitals cannot be counted on.

Western medicine is more effective in surgical treatment, but whether you can find someone who is proficient in brain surgery is still two words; The second is the question of whether the Manchu Dynasty can accept surgery on the emperor, after all, it is very likely that a craniotomy will be required, and those who do not know enough will not be strongly opposed.

In addition to healing, there is one more thing that is equally important.

The problem is that there is a need to respond differently to the outcome of the treatment. To put it bluntly, it is the emperor's illness, what to do if it is cured; If it is not cured, what should I do?

Cured, of course, everyone is happy!

But what if it can't be cured, or if the emperor's illness can't be cured in a short time? Zhong Nan hesitated.

It stands to reason that as long as Zhu Yijun appoints a successor, even if his illness is not cured, it is not too big a problem for the country. But the crux of the matter is that the crown prince of the eldest son of the emperor has not been established. In case someone with a heart learns the news that Zhu Yijun was not saved, he will definitely take this opportunity to make a big deal. At that time, the court will definitely make a mess.

This situation is not what Zhong Nan wants to see.