At the end of June, the emperor fell ill.

His head wind was getting worse and worse, and he often had a pain, and he couldn't control it for a few days.

Whenever this happens, Pei Guifei is by his side, taking care of him day and night.

The recitals sent from outside were often dictated by the emperor, and the concubine wrote annotations on them.

If you can't even listen to it, you can only ask Wan Dabao to send it to the previous dynasty and ask the political hall to handle it by itself.

The crown prince and the king of letters went to visit and ask for peace every day, asking about the pulse case, and tasting the medicinal soup, and they were filial piety.

At noon, it was so hot outside that even the wind was hot.

The emperor was shocked and stretched out his hand to grope beside the bed: "Ah Rong! ”

Pei Guifei heard him shout, and hurriedly entered the inner room: "Your Majesty! ”

When the emperor saw her come in, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You're here, it's good if you're here......"

Pei Guifei helped him up and touched his back: "I'm sweating, I have to change my clothes quickly." ”

She called the palace people, personally served the emperor to change his underwear, fed him water, and let him lie down again.

"Your Majesty, is this a dream?" Pei Guifei leaned on the head of the bed, fanning one after another.

In fact, it was not hot in the room, and the ice basin resting in the corner exuded a slight coolness.

But the emperor felt that this was very comfortable, maybe because of this wind made him not so stuffy, or the person who played the fan was Pei Guifei.

He held Pei Guifei's hand and said, "Yes, I had a dream, in which I was still a little prince and ran behind my eldest brother. The eldest brother said that he wanted to do something and couldn't take me with him, so he asked me to play with Ah Jing. At that time, Ah Jing was still very young, and he would only hold my sleeve and call my brother, and the nurse would correct him with a smile and call uncle...... In the blink of an eye, Ah Jing was old and was about to get married, and I watched him put on his wedding dress......"

The emperor's voice was like sleepwalking, at first he remembered calling himself me, and then he became me, as if he had fallen into a dream.

Pei Guifei's hand trembled.

The Ah Jing in the emperor's mouth is the emperor's eldest grandson, Jiang Jing, the eldest son of Prince Sihuai, and her ...... Husband.

The king of Yongxi got married, and she was the one who married.

The Emperor's eyes cleared for a moment, and he smiled weakly at her: "This dream is so real, I almost thought it was reality." I didn't ascend the throne at all, and you're not with me......"

"You've slept too much, you've been caught in nightmares." Pei Guifei's voice was soft, "The imperial doctor said, take this medicine for two more days, and you should be fine." At that point, everything will be fine. ”

"No, Ah Rong." The emperor leaned on the head of the bed, weak, "I think I may not be able to do it, so I will dream more and more about my eldest brother and their ......"

"Your Majesty!" The concubine stopped him, "You are all delusional, you are sick like a mountain, and you feel that everything is not good." When the illness is cured, I will be a hundred times more energetic. Why don't the concubines read you a script? Let it be a pastime to relieve fatigue. ”

The emperor didn't want to go against her will, so he responded: "Okay." ”

The concubine asked the palace people to take the new words in the market, picked the one to look at the festive, and slowly read it to him.

The emperor listened to the soft voice of the concubine, read the passage in the book where the girl reported the name of the flower, and his thoughts flew away.

What if he really can't hold on? Prince and King Shin...... If he is gone, he will not make the concubine feel better. It's more reassuring to keep it with you......

And that kid...... Every time I saw him, I always thought of his father and ancestors, and made him not even dream. If you let him live......

The emperor fell asleep.

Pei Guifei closed the notebook lightly, got up and went to the incense burner, extinguished the soothing incense, carefully crushed the incense ashes, and cleaned it up.

In the official office of the political affairs hall, Guo Xu opened his chest, flipped through the papers, and sweated like rain.

"If you eat melons, you will eat melons." There was a voice outside, but it was the little official sent to buy melons who had returned.

The officials outside ran as fast as they coaxed, and they all went to get melons.

"Uncle Six, your melon." His nephew was very discerning and brought melons for him.

The skin is thin and red, and it is cold and cold, and it was only brought up from the well at first glance.

Guo Xu took a bite, the red juice flowed in his hand, and a cool breath slid down his throat, and the heat disappeared.

The uncle and nephew sat and nibbled on melons for a while, and a small official came in with a large stack of papers and put them on his desk.

"Xiangye, this is yours."

Guo Xu nodded, waved him to step back, then wiped the juice off his hand, picked it up and flipped it over.

"It was sent from the palace, but the saint didn't approve it." He tossed the fold back on the table.

The nephew asked, "Sixth Uncle, is this not good?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the door of his head was knocked on by Guo Xu's fan: "How is the saint, can you say it?" Beware of the misfortune that comes out of the mouth. ”

"Oh......"

After a while, it was Guo Xu himself who said: "The saint's body is getting worse and worse!" It's only been three months since I came back, and I've been sick twice. ”

The nephew nodded: "This time it will be four or five days." ”

"That's not a good sign!" Guo Xu leaned back in the chair and stared at the top, "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid there will be chaos." ”

The nephew was puzzled: "What's the mess?" Isn't it peaceful now? ”

Guo Xu didn't bother to explain to him, and slapped him again: "Eat your melon!" ”

"Oh." The nephew carried the rest of the melon and went out to eat it.

Guo Xu shook the pu fan for a while, but he was thinking.

If the emperor is like this, the crown prince and the king of Xin will inevitably not be able to sit still.

But now is not a good time for another day!

If you don't get rid of the crown prince and the king of letters, that one won't have a chance at all......

"Sixth uncle, sixth uncle!" The nephew came in from outside.

"What is all the fuss about?" Guo Xu was interrupted and was very displeased.

The nephew said: "The news from the palace is here, and the saint said that he dreamed of the first emperor and wanted to do a ritual!" ”

Guo Xu was stunned: "This is not a year, what are you doing?" ”

Don't think that the emperor can be capricious, at the end of the year, he only has a few chances to go out, and if he does, he will be impeached.

It costs money to go out! Spending money to move the treasury! Move the treasury to be approved by the government affairs hall!

Things like ancestor worship are regulated. What the hell is doing things? Looking for a chance to go out?

Guo Xu threw down the pu fan, gathered his clothes, and planned to go to Prime Minister Lu Qian.

The nephew was smart and said, "Sixth uncle, Lu Xiangye has already entered the palace." ”

Guo Xu was stunned for a moment, touched his chin and said, "Why do you think this is not quite right?" ”

If the emperor wants to do something, they should pass the political affairs hall and then reply. Why didn't you say a word and enter the palace?

"What about the other masters?"

"Wait a minute, I'll inquire."

The nephew went quickly.

After a while, he ran back out of breath: "Sixth uncle! I met other officials in front of Lu Xiangye's door, and they were all inquiring about the old Xiangye. ”

In other words, other Xiangye didn't know that Lu Xiangye suddenly entered the palace?

Guo Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not like you're being excluded.

He took two sips of tea and said, "It seems that there is something we don't know about Lu Xiang's side!" ”

entered the palace without ventilating with them, and eighty percent knew the inside story, and planned to persuade the emperor first.

Guo Xu pondered for a while and decided to ask his nephew to invite someone from Lu Xiang's side to have tea.