When the news was transmitted back to the palace, Emperor Chen was overjoyed, but he had to suppress the joy in his heart, and try to maintain peace and indifference on his face, preferably mixed with a little regret and heaviness.

"What you say is true? King Zhong is heavy and poisonous, and he is about to die? ”

The imperial doctor who went to the Zhongwang Mansion to ask for the Ping'an pulse wiped the sweat on his forehead, knelt on the ground and replied cautiously: "The pulse of the loyal prince continues to decay, although Weichen doesn't know what poison it is, but he can also see that the ferocity of this poison has entered the bone marrow, if there is no antidote, the loyal prince ...... It only has about half a year to live. ”

In the bone marrow, even if there is an antidote, it is estimated that it will not be saved, right?

"Really?"

Chen Huang's voice was heavy, but the corners of his mouth were upturned.

But after a while, it quickly collapsed again.

Chen Sansi can live for another half a year, which is really cheap for him.

The imperial doctor hurriedly nodded: "Weichen doesn't dare to deceive Your Majesty, what he said is true." ”

"Can you tell King Zhong the truth about this?"

"According to His Majesty's orders, what Weichen and King Zhong said is that everything is as usual, just a little recuperation, and there is no mention of poisoning."

The Imperial Physician was terrified.

He didn't even dare to raise his eyes to see if the person sitting on the dragon chair was happy or angry.

Everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty and Prince Zhong were at odds, and he didn't know the extent of the 'disagreement' in the past, but now he knows it.

Prince Zhong was poisoned for a short time, and His Majesty seemed to have expected it, and instructed him very much before leaving the palace, and did not allow him to inform King Zhong of the news of the poisoning.

It is conceivable that this is to drag King Zhong to death......

There is no symptomatic drug delay, but I am afraid that there will not even be the last half a year.

Emperor Chen subconsciously looked at the other person sitting in the hall.

Chen Guoshi.

The national teacher is about fifty years old, with a white beard and white needs, wearing a Taoist robe, looking from a distance, there is really a taste of fairy wind and bones.

Therefore, Emperor Chen's attitude towards him was very respectful.

Chen Huang looked from afar, feeling the gaze from above, the national teacher lowered his eyes, and his jaw was slightly invisible.

Emperor Chen immediately retracted his gaze, covered his mouth and coughed: "Imperial Doctor, what I ordered you today ......"

Hearing Emperor Chen's words, the imperial doctor couldn't help but shudder, lowered his head, and said busily: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I don't know about Weichen, so naturally I won't talk nonsense." ”

"Really?" Emperor Chen raised an eyebrow, as if pondering the truth of his words.

After a while, Emperor Chen muttered: "Since this is the case, then in the future, you will go to the Zhongwang Mansion once a month to ask for a safe pulse for the Zhongwang Prince, remember, no matter how he asks you, you will say that he is fine, understand?" ”

The eerie voice came into his ears, and the imperial doctor knelt on the ground, so frightened that he was about to cry: "Ming, understand." ”

With the ability of the Zhong Wangfu, when the Zhong Wang Ye noticed that his body was beginning to decay, he would definitely invite a famous doctor from outside, and the poison of that body could not be hidden at all.

Your Majesty's move is not only to disgust the Zhongwang Mansion, but also to ruin his reputation......

As the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital, he can't even see such an obvious illness, and if it spreads, wouldn't it be a self-smashing signboard.

But among the signboards and small lives, all he can choose is a small life, if he should not give His Majesty's orders at this moment, he is afraid that after a while, he will enter the palace vertically and go out horizontally.

Seeing that the frightened bodies of the people below were trembling, Emperor Chen curled the corners of his lips with satisfaction and waved his hand compassionately: "Well, since you understand, then act according to my orders, and go." ”

As soon as these words came out, the imperial doctor hurriedly knelt on the ground to thank him, and retreated with a crawl.

After the others left, Emperor Chen immediately walked down from the dragon throne and walked back and forth in the Jinluan Palace, with an unconcealed look of excitement on his face.

"He's finally going to die, I've waited so long for this thorn in the flesh to finally pull out this thorn in the flesh!"

"It's a pity that we have to wait for another half a year."

"If I knew this, I should have let people use the poison that sealed the throat with blood."

When Emperor Chen was talking to himself with great interest, the national teacher did not bother.

It wasn't until Emperor Chen's voice gradually subsided that the national teacher opened his mouth unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, Weichen wants to build a shrine to pray for blessings from heaven for Your Majesty, if you are protected by heaven, Your Majesty will come to the true son of the true dragon, no one can match you." ”

"Since the national teacher said, why is this difficult?" Hearing this, Emperor Chen said without thinking: "I will order to go down and allocate silver taels from the treasury, so that the Ministry of Industry can meet the requirements of the national teacher." ”

"Your Majesty, this shrine is dedicated to the gods, and there will be no slackness in the slightest, and the cost will be extremely huge, if the money in the treasury is used, I am afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction and performance among hundreds of officials in the court."

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Chen immediately frowned in disgust: "Since it is my treasury, then I take the silver and use it for two purposes, what do they dare to say?" ”

"Weichen just doesn't want to embarrass His Majesty."

Chen Huang said that it was easy to deal with, and it was not easy to deal with it.

But these days, the national teacher has long figured out this person's temperament, as long as he follows his words, puts on a posture of concern and worships him as a god, he can appease this person to the greatest extent, so as to achieve his goal.

Sure enough, as the national teacher expected, when he heard his words, Emperor Chen's complexion eased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then glanced at him appreciatively: "In that case, I don't know what the national teacher has to say?" ”

"According to what Wei Chen said, the Fengshen Hall will benefit all the people, in that case, why don't you requisition silver taels from the people, so as to show Your Majesty's sincerity to the gods of the heavens?"

Emperor Chen pursed his lips: "There are so many people in Chen Kingdom, if you want to collect silver on this, I'm afraid it's not appropriate." ”

"According to Weichen's view, you can increase the tax in the coming year, and the extra silver taels can be used to build the Fengshen Hall."

Hearing this, Emperor Chen's eyes lit up, and he nodded almost without hesitation: "The national teacher's plan is very good, and I will make an order." ”

……

Another month, November 18.

The atmosphere of Aragami grew more and more condensed.

There were only more than 12,000 Yan troops left in the city, and even the Jin army had hundreds of brothers dead.

In such an environment, such a large loss is extremely abnormal.

When the news reached Qi Changrong's ears, the strategizing prince of the Jin Kingdom only frowned slightly: "The barbarians have already begun to act together. ”

A battle to the death had just been experienced outside the city, and the solemn atmosphere had not yet dissipated.

Qi Changrong sat in the main hall of the mansion, his eyes gently passed through Chi An, and he didn't know what he thought.

Heavy snow has already fallen on the grasslands.

As the cold wind howled, goose-feathered snowflakes fell to the ground, and in a short time they piled up a thick layer, and when you stepped on it, it made a sound like stepping on a dead branch.

But it's even more dreary.

Two braziers were placed in the main hall.

In such a cold winter, Qi Changrong put on a thickened cotton fir earlier, and also wrapped a scarf made of fox fur, holding a warm soup woman in his hand, looking at the eyes not far away with a slight blur.

There are only four people in the main hall.

Except for Qi Changrong and the matters that stood beside him, only Chi An and Wei Heng came to report and discuss because of the uneasiness of the barbarian people.

Sensing that Qi Changrong's gaze was not looking at himself, but looking at other things through himself, Chi An hesitated, and finally called cautiously: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Qi Changrong came back to his senses and looked at him with a dull look.

Seeing this, Chi An immediately repeated his previous worries: "The number of barbarian attacks on the city is a little more frequent, and the number of soldiers sent each time is also increasing day by day, in the opinion of His Highness, with these numbers in the city, how long can the city be defended?" ”

"It's snowing."

Suddenly, Qi Changrong said such a sentence incompatibly.

Wei Heng and Chi An glanced at each other, after several months of living and dying together, and the friendship on the battlefield, the two had already cultivated a tacit understanding.

Even if you don't speak, you can see what the other person means in your eyes.

- Your Highness, what's the matter?

- I don't know.

Seeing that their faces were blank, Qi Changrong smiled lightly, looking at the courtyard that seemed to be two worlds and covered with snow in the warm house like spring.

After a long time, Qi Changrong continued: "The winter on the grassland is very cold, and the cattle and sheep in the barbarian tribe will lose a lot, you can rest assured, at least until this snow stops, they don't have the heart to pay attention to a deserted city." ”

It was a cold winter, so cold that my bones seemed to be broken, and I was really not suitable for attacking the city.

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the two generals were even more complicated.

When the flames of war really began to spread, even the sword in the sky could not stop the soldiers from advancing.

However, what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said was firm, and it was not easy for them to overturn His Highness's speculation.

Yes, endless silence spread in the main hall.

After a long time, Chi An, who still has a stronger ability to bear, did a good job of psychological construction, and after thinking about it, he asked Qi Changrong: "If you can survive this winter, how many months does Your Highness think the deserted city can be defended?" ”

"I don't know."

"How long you can hold it depends on whether the barbarians are stupid or not, or how stupid they are."

Chi An: "......"

Wei Heng: "......"

The snow on the prairie lasted especially long, and the snow began to fall after the end of today's battle, and it was only two hours after the full fight.

It should be able to settle down for a long time, and as long as the back of the hands in the city is strong enough, there should be no crisis in a short time.

At least for the time being, there will be no danger.

Thinking of this, the two generals were relieved, and they didn't think about the deep meaning of Qi Changrong's words.

Trapped in a deserted city for a long time, separated from the outside world, they didn't know that the grassland had already been in chaos.

This heavy snow is tantamount to adding insult to the chaos of the tribes before.

Even if they can't take care of themselves, where do barbarians have the heart to deal with others?

At this time, Qi Changrong retracted his gaze, and his pale fingertips knocked on Tang Pozi, and a slightly dull voice came out.

Hearing the sound, Chi An subconsciously looked at the main seat.

"This snow will make them sleep temporarily, and the deserted city should wake up."