Tang Zihe's face was very weird, and his eyes were even more complicated, if Qin Kan was next to him at this moment, with his understanding of Tang Zihe, he would definitely slap her with a big mouth without saying a word, and then kick this female thief with an immortal heart out of the palace gate.

It's a pity that Qin Kan wasn't next to her.

This is the rule of the palace, the emperor is seriously ill when it is very sensitive, the palace door is handed over to the master of ceremonies and the imperial horse supervisor and the cabinet to control, even if the minister of the outer court is a person of Qin Kan's status, he is not allowed to visit at will, after all, there are too many scum such as "taking advantage of your illness to kill you" throughout the ages, and the brothers have to guard against it, let alone the foreign ministers.

Without Qin Kan's supervision, the evil in Tang Zihe's eyes began to raise his head, and the little demon in his brain had stabbed the little angel to death......

All the imperial doctors have called the pulse, the eunuchs are diligent and anxious to invite everyone to the side hall, the palace maid hurriedly offers fragrant tea to everyone, Zhang Yong and Gu Dayong and other seven tigers are like imps under the throne of Hades, after learning that the doctors have finished the pulse, the seven people rushed to the side hall like a burst of smoke, and looked at the doctors anxiously and silently.

After a while, Zhang Yong, who was dressed in a python robe and had a luxurious bearing, stomped his feet heavily, regardless of his manners, and said hurriedly: "Doctors, how is Your Majesty's condition, and whether you can treat it, you say!" ”

Gu Dayong was silent, with tears on his face, but his expression was the most anxious among everyone. He is not only worried about Zhu Houzhao, but also worried about himself, if Zhu Houzhao has a good deal, he who is closest to Zhu Houzhao at the time of the incident will be unlucky, not to mention the end of a martyrdom, who told him that he is not optimistic about His Majesty? Even if the Manchu Dynasty civil and military can let him go, can the old queen mother who is angry spare him?

The imperial doctors were silent. It's not that I don't want to say it, but I don't dare to say it.

As we all know, the imperial physician is a high-risk profession, and this profession has always been a kind of cannon fodder in history, the emperor died, the queen mother died, the emperor's favorite concubine died, the emperor's favorite son and princess died, etc., whenever there is bad luck in the heavenly family, the head of several imperial doctors must be cut off in anger to accompany the funeral. It doesn't matter what the charges are. In short, it is difficult to buy a thousand gold and is not happy.

Such a difficult living environment has created a bad atmosphere in which the imperial doctors of all dynasties and dynasties have focused on Zhongzheng and peace and stability in both diagnosis and medicine, and do not seek merit. But ask for no fault. It's just like the health care products that later generations specially coaxed the elderly. If you can't be cured, you won't be able to eat you.

How many emperors in the past dynasties have died unjustly under the mentality of "but seeking no fault" of the imperial doctors, it is no longer possible to test, but there is definitely one. And no less.

Today's incident happened too suddenly, the doctors were unprepared, and they were urgently summoned into the leopard room without even having time to make up the wording of the shirk.

Until Zhang Yong's eyes showed a bit of anger and murderous intent, the court sentenced Liu Wentai to tremble slightly and had to speak.

"Gonggong Zhang, Your Majesty has been drowning for too long...... Liu Wentai shook his head and sighed: "After the old decay and others found that the breath of His Majesty still exists, but it is very weak, look at its color, observe its qi, smell its voice, His Majesty's pulse is disordered, the external stem is weak and the internal deficiency, and the qi and blood are weak. ”

Zhang Yonghe and Liuhu were shocked, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Zhu Houzhao's life and death are related to the future and lives of too many people, the most direct impact is Zhang Yong's seven people, if Zhu Houzhao dies, the cabinet will have a court discussion, no matter which vassal king or prince of the vassal king inherits the throne in the future, it is not a good thing for the seven of them, once the son of heaven and a courtier, even if the new monarch is broad-minded, he will definitely not leave the former ministers by his side.

"I didn't ...... Is there no help? Zhang Yong's legs went limp, and he muttered to himself in distraction.

Liu Wentai sighed, shook his head gloomily, and two lines of old tears came out of his eyes, as for whether these tears were shed for Zhu Houzhao or for himself with an unpredictable future, only he himself knew.

Liu Wentai shook his head, and the rest of the imperial doctors naturally had nothing to say, the breath of depression and despair instantly filled the entire side hall, and after a while, there was a low sobbing sound in the hall, obviously a timid imperial doctor mourned for his uncertain life, the emperor was not cured, the living old queen mother and the ministers of the outer court were not fuel-efficient lamps, and the life and death of the imperial doctors were all in their thoughts.

Tang Zihe was silent, looking at the faces of all the beings in the hall with an indifferent expression, only she was the most calm in the hall, and even had the mood to pick up the fragrant tea, and tasted the good palace tribute tea unhurriedly.

Gu Da, who had been silent, turned his head to look at Zhu Houzhao lying in the main hall, and suddenly felt a sense of excitement and cried like a mournful.

"Your Majesty! I'm sorry for you, old slave! The old slave shouldn't have left his majesty alone in the pavilion...... It is difficult for the old slave to atone for his sins, so if you go slowly, the old slave will soon come down to accompany you and continue to serve you......"

The crying soon infected the eunuchs and palace maids standing in the main hall, and when they heard Gu Dayong's cry, everyone knew the result, and they knelt down and cried either real or false.

Zhang Yong's eyes widened, his lips trembled uncontrollably, his expression was both anxious and desperate, and the sound of crying all over the hall made him more and more broken.

"Shut up the miscellaneous family! Shut up, shut up! Zhang Yong screamed, his blood-red eyes glaring at everyone viciously like a trapped beast.

The hall was suddenly silent.

"Your Majesty...... Can't die! Don't die! Zhang Yong panted like a madman, looking left and right, aimlessly looking for the last glimmer of hope.

After ten years as the master of ceremonies, he knows the beauty of power better than anyone else, and he knows better than anyone what will happen once he loses power, Zhu Houzhao is dead, the new monarch ascends the throne, and even the new official will inevitably have to burn three fires, not to mention the new monarch? If you want to establish the prestige of the emperor, look inside and outside the court, he, the eunuch who holds the seal of the celebrant, is the right size, and he is definitely the first unlucky ghost to be stabbed.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao can't die! If he dies, Zhang Yong will not live.

Blood-red and crazy eyes roamed back and forth in the hall, and everyone's eyes met him, and they all hung their heads in horror.

Except for one person, one woman.

Tang Zihe was still calmly sipping the tea, everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her, even if Zhang Yong's terrifying and crazy eyes were staring at her, she was still so cold and lonely and disdainful.

Finally, Zhang Yong's eyes were fixed on her.

In the panicked crowd of the hall, Tang Zihe behaved too conspicuously, like a plum, blooming proudly alone in the ice and snow where thousands of flowers withered, white and dust-free, radiant.

Sen Ran's terrifying gaze stayed on Tang Zihe, and his gaze gradually became as gentle as the wind, and his face was not cold.

No matter how he lost his mind, Zhang Yong didn't forget the origin of this woman, she is Grandpa Qin's woman, and the current situation is critical, maybe the only one who can save him is Grandpa Qin, or ...... Grandpa Qin's woman.

Trying to squeeze out a smile, Zhang Yong bowed his hand to Tang Zihe very politely: "Miss Tang has not said a word, I don't know what the girl thinks?" ”

Tang Zihe didn't raise his eyebrows, his beautiful eyes were still staring at the tea cup in his hand, and he said lightly: "My opinion is the same as that of all the imperial doctors, it is difficult for Your Majesty to survive tonight." ”

Zhang Yong's heart fell to the bottom again.

Liu Wentai and all the imperial doctors, including Long Erzhi, agreed with Tang Zihe's diagnosis, Zhu Houzhao's illness is really critical, and his breath is so weak, it is indeed difficult to survive tonight.

Zhang Yong stared at Tang Zihe's face as delicate as a fairy in a painting, and suddenly said something very abrupt.

"The Imperial Doctor may not be able to do it, but Miss Tang must have a way, right?"

Tang Zihe finally raised his gaze, looked at Zhang Yong, and said with a smile: "My father-in-law said that medicine and medicine do not die and disease, Buddha is destined to be a person, and His Majesty is dying, and all the imperial doctors can't come up with a way, and the little woman can't help it." ”

Zhang Yong immediately made a very gaffe move, knelt in front of Tang Zihe, and tears gushed out like a fountain.

"For the sake of the relationship between the miscellaneous family and Grandpa Qin's friends for many years, and for the sake of the miscellaneous family's mutual help and courtesy to Grandpa Qin and the girl over the years, Miss Tang, please save Your Majesty, the net worth of the miscellaneous family is all in the girl's thoughts......"

The other six tigers suddenly came back to their senses, everyone's eyes lit up, and they swept away their despair, and knelt down towards Tang Zihe one after another.

Liu Wentai and the other imperial doctors were stunned and stared at Tang Zihe in disbelief.

Tang Zihe sighed lightly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said: "Father-in-law, please get up, the little girl deserves your great gift, before entering the leopard room, my father-in-law told me and ordered me to do my best, the little woman takes her husband as the sky, how dare she be lazy and not work?" Merely...... Imperial Physician Liu's words are also correct, His Majesty's breath is weak, and his vitality is gradually cut off, I really can't save His Majesty, at most ......"

Zhang Yong seemed to have found a life-saving straw for a drowning man, and in a hurry, he dragged a few steps with his knees, and said urgently: "At most, what?" ”

Tang Zihe sighed: "At most, I can only use spells to continue the vitality of His Majesty, slightly increase His Majesty's breath, and try to ensure that His Majesty will not die tonight......"

Everyone suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and their expressions were desperate again.

What if you don't die tonight? Does a day or two of life help their fate in any way?

Zhang Yong was shocked, and his expression became excited: "How many days can Miss Tang prolong her life for Your Majesty?" ”

Tang Zihe's eyes showed appreciation, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth: "Or ten days, or half a moon, in short, it will never be less than ten days." ”

Zhang Yong slapped his thigh hard: "Okay!" Ten days is ten days! Your Majesty's life can be extended for ten days, which is the last opportunity for us to wait, how much can we do in ten days? Send fast horses to invite famous doctors from Beizhili, and all the imperial doctors will consult day and night, distinguish syndromes and pathologies, collect rare drugs in the world, and even post the emperor's list to seek talents from the world, these are our opportunities! A chance to live! (To be continued......)