Outside the majestic and tall Jinluan Palace, a group of ministers of different grades were waiting anxiously, and they began to discuss in groups.

It's early autumn, and although the weather isn't hot, it's already three days old, and most people's stomachs are growling.

Although they are all civil servants of the country and are the envy of thousands of people, they are also very hard, and they have to get up in the middle of the night to get ready for work, and they have to suffer rain or shine, ice and snow.

Because the Jinluan Hall is so big, there are only 20 or so characters who can enter, and the rest can only be hard outside, drenched outside when it rains, snow has to be topped outside, frozen in the wind for 39 days, and sunbathed outside on dog days.

Wanli has been slacking off in government for many years, and he can arrive late and leave early, but the new emperor Zhu Changluo has already been in power, and Zhu Changluo commutes to work on time, so he doesn't dare to be late and leave early.

After all, if Zhu Changluo is fined, it is not thirty or fifty, and it is a deduction of three months or half a year's salary, what do the wives and children at home eat? What do the servants in the house eat?

But I've been waiting outside for two hours today, and there's still no movement in the Jinluan Palace, is it genetically inherited? Could it be that Zhu Changluo has only persisted for so many days and began to slack off like his father?

The anxious Wang An hurriedly walked to the vicinity of the Yipin master who stood at the front, and seven or eight Shangshu and squires surrounded him, and Wang An said in a low voice: "Today, the saint is only afraid that he will not be able to come to the early court." ”

Everyone asked the reason one after another, Wang An smiled bitterly, knowing that this kind of thing could not be hidden, so he told it all about it.

Zhou Jiamo, the secretary of the ministry, said angrily: "It's this Concubine Zheng again, it's her every time, I think as long as she is in the harem, the entire imperial city will not be at peace." ”

The good-natured cabinet chief assistant Fang Congzhe said with a thin mud: "Forget it, anyway, the matter has come to this point, let's send the song to the cabinet first, and then we will hand the important ones to the saint after we have seen it." ”

Sun Ruyou, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, said: "Well, you can do this, tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, I am very busy, there are too many things to prepare, I will go first." "Then he walked away alone.

A few first-class officials began to convey orders, and after a while, the bustling ministers dispersed.

At the fourth watch, Zhu Changluo was sleeping on the bed in the East Warm Pavilion, Xiaohong and Xiaocui were naturally alongside him, and suddenly a gentle knock on the door woke Zhu Changluo.

Zhu Changluo didn't open his eyes, and asked impatiently, "Who?" ”

Wang An said outside: "Your Royal Highness, it's the old slave Wang An." ”

Zhu Changluo's tone was angry: "What's the matter? ”

Wang An said: "It will be the enthronement ceremony of His Highness soon, please hurry over." ”

Zhu Changluo was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly opened, so fast! How did he feel that there was not enough time, Zhu Changluo got up from the bed suddenly, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

After waiting for a long time, Zhu Changluo walked out of the door, Wang An looked at Zhu Changluo, and felt a huge unease in his heart.

In just one day and two nights, Zhu Changluo's eyes were black, his face was sallow, and his steps were vain, as if he was stepping on clouds.

This enthronement ceremony in less than half a day almost exhausted the little energy that Zhu Changluo had left, and the steps of Chengtianmen were not very long, but for Zhu Changluo, it was as difficult as climbing a mountain.

When he came down from the Chengtian Gate, Zhu Changluo was almost carried down, and the road from the Chengtian Gate to the Jinluan Palace Zhu Changluo took three times as long to barely finish, staggering all the way, and almost fainted halfway, and the sound of the drums made him even more upset, nauseous, and almost vomited.

All the civil and military officials looked at the weak Zhu Changluo with apprehension, for fear that something would happen to him, if he fainted at such a solemn and sacred enthronement ceremony, it would be a precedent for the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Changluo, who was panting on the dragon chair of the Jinluan Palace, was sweating profusely and his body was trembling slightly, accepting the congratulations of the civil and military officials who rushed in, but his eyes were glazed, and he couldn't recognize who was who.

After the eunuch read out the edict, confirmed Zhu Changluo's status as the new emperor, and set the name of Taichang, which he personally chosen, the enthronement ceremony finally came to an end.

Zhu Changluo, who was easy to no longer suffer, hurriedly returned to the Qianqing Palace to rest after the ceremony, but unfortunately he didn't walk half the way, and his eyes were dark and he fainted in the corridor.

Wang An hurriedly found someone to carry Zhu Changluo back to Dongnuan Pavilion, and blasted Xiaohong and Xiaocui to live elsewhere, and hurriedly ordered someone to summon the imperial doctor.

Hearing that the emperor was sick today, the imperial doctors did not dare to slack off, so Dr. Cui Wensheng, who was in charge of the imperial pharmacy, personally went out, this Dr. Cui is a eunuch, or a big eunuch, he is the eunuch of the celebrant and the eunuch! And the head of the Imperial Pharmacy is his part-time job.

Dr. Cui trotted all the way to the Qianqing Palace, and he didn't have time to rest when he was out of breath, so he began to check Zhu Changluo's pulse, roll his eyelids, look at his tongue, and so on.

After a while, Dr. Cui breathed a sigh of relief, got up and said to Wang An: "It's no big deal, I'll go grab the medicine, and after boiling, Shengshang will drink it to ensure that the medicine is cured." ”

Hearing what Dr. Cui said, Wang An, who had always been worried, breathed a long sigh of relief.

Doctor Cui said goodbye and went back to grab the medicine, Wang An stayed behind to serve Zhu Changluo, and Wei Zhongxian, who had been secretly observing for a long time, slowly followed behind Dr. Cui.

Cui Wensheng returned all the way back to the imperial pharmacy, and Wei Zhongxian, who followed closely, walked in and said, "Father-in-law Cui is good." ”

Although Wei Zhongxian's grade is lower than Cui Wensheng's, Wei Zhongxian and Wang An are in charge of the living in the Qianqing Palace, so Cui Wensheng also returned the courtesy: "Hello Father-in-law Wei, what is the matter here?" ”

Wei Zhongxian took a few steps closer and said: "The saint suddenly has a bad dragon's body, and the slave can't rest assured, so I came to inquire about it, may I ask what kind of disease the saint is suffering from, and it is not serious." ”

Now that the emperor is suddenly ill, the eunuch who is responsible for taking care of his daily life is naturally inevitably involved and is likely to be punished, so it is very reasonable for Wei Zhongxian to hurry up and ask about the emperor's condition.

Cui Wensheng smiled: "It's okay, it's just a small problem, just a pair of medicines, and it will never implicate Grandpa Wei." ”

Wei Zhongxian pretended to be relieved, and asked again, "What kind of disease does the Holy Lord have?" ”

Cui Wensheng approached Wei Zhongxian and said in a low voice: "The saint has taken too many things to help the feelings, but I am afraid that I have not digested them until now, and I am happy for days, my body is empty and weak, and the medicine in the stomach and intestines will cause evil fire to attack the heart, so I prescribe some laxatives and fire clearing things to expel the residues of those aphrodisiacs in the stomach and intestines, and it will be fine after two days of rest." ”

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said: "That's good, that's good." In this way, I will be relieved, and I also ask Grandpa Cui to hurry up and grab the medicine, the saint will recover soon, and we will have less to do. ”