Chapter 398: Hidden Danger (2)
Once Zhou Shirao fell ill, the entire Prince Rong Mansion would have no backbone. Although he has a son who can inherit the title, his eldest son is timid and incompetent, where is Meng Xilan's opponent?
He has been thinking hard for twenty years, but he has not been able to remove Meng Xilan and the Meng family, and if he was replaced by his unsuccessful son, he would have been trampled under the feet of the Meng family.
Meng Xilan, that woman, is full of scheming, with his few uncompetitive sons, how can she fight her? Then they are not far from bad luck......
Zhou Shirao was anxious, which made his condition recur and become more and more serious.
Although Lu Huan has the name of "miracle doctor", he has also lost his skills. He could only do his best to keep him alive for a few more days.
Zhou Shirao has two sisters-in-law and three concubines under his knees. Gao Fuli was placed in the eyes of the chess pieces of the palace in advance, and now they are all working by the side of the prince, and they are all his cronies.
Ten years of "villain's strategy" have finally seen the most effective results.
Zhou Sarao is domineering and domineering, acting presumptuously in the court, and he is also used to giving orders at home.
Because of this, his sons hated and feared him.
The people around Shizi are persuading him that this is an opportunity. Once the prince has something, then the title is in his pocket. Zhou Anting, the son of the world, has lived in the shadow of his father since he was a child, and he is fed up and afraid of enough.
His father was seriously ill, but he did not feel sad at all, but had a hint of joy in his heart. Lu Huan has no choice, and his father seems to have no choice but to wait quietly for death.
When the people in Prince Rong's mansion were still trying their best to hide the news, Meng Xilan already knew everything in the palace.
Prince Rong's mansion is full of her eyeliner. If she wanted to know, she even knew what Zhou Shirao's dinner was.
The long-term line of high welfare has been buried long and deep enough, so that it is finally useful today.
The number of lives left by Zhou Shirao is the number of lives of Prince Rong's mansion.
When Zhulu saw Niangniang mention this, she asked: "Niangniang, as soon as this Prince Rong falls, the evil breath that Niangniang has endured for many years in her heart can finally be eliminated." β
Meng Xilan tapped the table lightly with her fingertips and muttered for a moment before saying; "He has been fighting with Bengong for more than ten years, and thanks to him, Bengong has not dared to relax and slack off all these years."
Zhou Shirao has been biting her tightly, and he can't get along with her openly and secretly. Helpless, he really couldn't find her handle, so he could only endure silently.
This forbearance is ten years, and he thinks she is pampered in the palace. Unbeknownst to him, she had woven a large net behind him.
Three days later, Zhou Youchen saw that Zhou Shirao had not gone to court for a long time, so he asked about his condition.
Zhou Anting, as the son of the world, went to court for his father and faced the emperor's questioning. He could obviously answer lightly, but he still said truthfully: "Your Majesty, my father is seriously ill and can only recuperate in bed at home. β
Zhou Youchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Uncle Cousin is seriously ill? Why haven't I heard of it? β
Zhou Anting lowered his head: "It's my father who doesn't want the emperor to worry." β
Zhou Youchen glanced at him meaningfully when he heard this: "Really? Uncle Cousin always thinks about me, and his heart really touches me. β
He straightened his back slightly, and said, "Uncle Cousin has been protecting the country for many years, and he has worked hard, how can I let him suffer in illness alone." I will send the best imperial doctor in the palace to treat the prince well. β
Zhou Anting hurriedly kowtowed when he heard this.
At this moment, he did not realize how wrong he had been.
After staying in the next court, Koharuko sent the news to Cining Palace.
Meng Xilan shook her head helplessly when she heard this. "Indeed, there is a father, and there is a son. would actually make such a low-level mistake, if Zhou Shirao knew, then it is estimated that even if he is not sick, he will be angry to death. β
Zhu Lu added a cup of tea to the master: "With the prince's temper, as his son, life will definitely not be easy." β
Meng Xilan took a sip of tea and said lightly: "This is the trouble of internal worries." I don't know how many people in this world are folded in the hands of their own people. β
Her eyes were gloomy, looking out the window, and she felt that today's tea was particularly delicious.
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Who is the best imperial physician in the palace? Naturally, Jiao Changqing is none other than Jiao Changqing.
Jiao Changqing was ordered to come to Prince Rong's mansion.
Zhou Sarao knew that he was coming, he was angry and annoyed, he pointed straight at his son's front door, and scolded: "You idiot, useless thing." β
Zhou Shirao was seriously ill, his face was scorched, his face was swollen, and he was so ugly.
Zhou Anting looked at his father, disgusted in his heart.
"Father, there is really nothing you can do. The emperor asked again and again, but the ministers couldn't hide it if they wanted to. β
Zhou Sarao leaned on the head of the bed, panting and said, "No, I don't see it." β
When everyone heard this, they persuaded again and again: "Lord, this is someone sent by the emperor himself." β
When Zhou Shirao heard this, he was so angry that his heart ached: "You fools, if I hadn't been here, you would all be dead, you know?" β
He said it so categorically that it startled the family.
Zhou Anting looked at him with a calm face: "Father, we have listened to you in everything." Why are you still so aggressive and alarmist? β
If it was before, he would never dare to talk back to his father, but now he has nothing to fear.
Zhou Anting threw up his sleeves and left, and the others followed suit. The last person to stay was only Zhou Lier.
She stood by her father's bedside, and said at a loss, "Father, you must not be fine." β
The brothers didn't know how powerful Meng Xilan was, so they could be so peaceful in the world.
Zhou Shipao never expected that his sons would be so naΓ―ve and stupid. He suddenly felt a little sad, he had worked hard for so long, but unfortunately, there was not even a decent successor behind him.
Zhou Li'er's eyes were red and full of uneasiness.
Jiao Changqing waited quietly outside, not minding that he was neglected by the people of the palace.
Before he came, he had already prepared in his heart.
Prince Rong would not have seen him so easily, let alone believed in his medical skills.
After waiting for a cup of tea, someone came to invite: "Master Jiao, I've kept you waiting." The prince is not feeling well......"
Jiao Changqing didn't bother to listen to them, but said quietly: "Since the prince is unwell, it is better for Weichen to diagnose and treat him earlier." β
He still walked in calmly, and came to Zhou Shirao's bedside with an expressionless face.
Zhou Sherao stared at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "Jiao Changqing, are you really here to diagnose this king?" What did the queen tell you? That poisonous woman......"
When Jiao Changqing heard this, his expressionless face fluctuated slightly: "Lord Wang, please let Weichen diagnose your pulse!" β
Zhou Shipao brushed his hand away and said sharply: "Get out, this king is not rare for you to come to the doctor." β
Jiao Changqing stiffened slightly, and then silently withdrew his hand.
Zhou Li'er stood beside her, watching her father angry, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
Jiao Changqing stood in place, neither advancing nor retreating: "If the prince doesn't want Weichen to diagnose the pulse." Weichen understands that the doctor said: Look, hear, ask, and cut. Even if he doesn't need to diagnose the pulse, Wei Chen can see the location of the disease from the prince's complexion. β
His face was swollen and deformed, and the whites of his eyes were yellow, which must have been caused by liver disease.
Zhou Shirao snorted coldly, rubbed his chest and said, "If you are so capable, then tell this king, when is this king's death?" β
Jiao Changqing looked at Zhou Shipao and said in a deep voice: "Back to the prince, judging from the prince's complexion, it will be a month at most, and ten days at the least." β
When Zhou Shirao heard this, he almost vomited blood in anger.
It's exactly the same as what Lu Huan said, did they collude?
Zhou Li'er's face was even pale, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support her father's swaying body.
"Father's ......"
Zhou Shirao coughed non-stop, and then took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box: "If the prince is bent on death, just throw this pill away." β
Although this medicine could not save his life, it could allow him to live for two more days.
He has no intention of helping him, but his fate has been decided, so it doesn't matter if he lives a few more days.
The reason why Niangniang asked him to come must have an idea and countermeasure in her heart.
Jiao Changqing didn't stay in the palace for long, and after saluting, he left in a hurry.
When he returned to the palace to resume his life, Jiao Changqing told the truth.
Zhou Youchen put down the fold in his hand and said in a slight mutter: "Uncle Cousin is so sick, if you can't even do Jiao Aiqing, then you can only accept your fate." β
Jiao Changqing understood when he heard this, and the emperor's meaning was that he didn't have to go to Prince Rong's mansion anymore.
In the evening, Meng Xilan personally went to the imperial dining room to make a simple tea and rice.
Zhou Youchen was a little surprised and said, "What kind of special day is today?" β
Meng Xilan set up the dishes and chopsticks and said: "The concubine is just a whim, and I want the emperor to taste the craftsmanship of the concubine." β
She doesn't know much about cooking, she can only cook the simplest.
Zhou Youchen sat down with a smile, picked up his chopsticks and said, "That's very good." β
He sat with her, without being served by others, and without as many rules as usual. It's so simple, but it's better.
"You know everything about Prince Rong, right?" Halfway through eating, Zhou Youchen asked lightly.
Meng Xilan served him a bowl of soup and lowered her eyes slightly: "When people are old, they will inevitably get sick." The prince is so angry, and it is inevitable that his liver is not good. β
Zhou Youchen took her soup bowl and said in a slight mutter: "Uncle Cousin is not here, and the stumbling block in front of us will be gone." β
"This stone has been in front of me for too long. The concubines are used to it. β
Zhou Youchen put down his chopsticks and said, "But I have never been used to it......"
He has always regarded him as a thorn in the side, and when he took the throne, he had already made people catch too many tricks.
"You don't know how many times I've killed him."
Meng Xilan tasted the soup and said, "The concubine is the same. Back then, when the crown prince was just born, when he was spreading rumors outside the palace, the concubines hated to strangle him with their own hands. β
Zhou Youchen's eyes froze slightly when he heard this.
She can endure any grievances herself, but Changsheng can't, if anyone in this world dares to attack Changsheng, she will definitely not let it go......
The two were obviously discussing a human life, but their expressions were surprisingly calm and peaceful.
Meng Xilan took a chopstick choy sum and put it in Zhou Youchen's bowl, and said, "Forget it, let's not affect our appetite for a dying person." β
Hearing this, Zhou Youchen picked up the chopsticks again and ate the cabbage sum she had clipped.
"I don't know if it's because of her age, the concubines have become more and more vegetarian recently."
"It's okay to be vegetarian." Zhou Youchen echoed lightly. "If you like it, I'll be with you."
Meng Xilan smiled softly when she heard this; "No, it's okay to have a concubine in this palace who is soft-hearted, and the emperor can't be soft-hearted. Otherwise, those villains will take the opportunity to cause chaos again. β