Fifty-five days.

Since the spring of February, Liu Bang was critically ill for the first time in Changxin Palace, and the most noble father and son in the world spent a full fifty-five days alone in Changxin Palace.

Except for the middle of March, when the Son of Heaven's condition worsened again, attracting courtiers and officials, and meritorious marquis and nobles to come, in the past two months, Liu Bang has always been greeted by Liu Ying.

It wasn't until two months later, when the time came to the summer of the twelfth year of the Han Dynasty and April Wuzi (twenty-five), that Liu Bang, the old son of heaven who had withdrawn his feet from the Ghost Gate Pass several times, finally couldn't hold on······

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As soon as the sky was bright, almost all the people who could be called the number one in Chang'an gathered in Changle Palace.

It's just that those who can enter the dormitory of the Changxin Hall are still a minority after all; Most people, like Liu Bang's first two critical illnesses, knelt on the square outside the hall with their own hearts.

The Son of Heaven is in the river, and the imperial doctors in the palace are basically dismissed in advance by the Son of Heaven······

"How is Your Majesty?"

Almost at the same time that Zhang Cang withdrew his hand from Liu Bang's wrist, Liu Ying, who was already crying and out of breath, hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Cang's arm in panic.

Hearing the sound, the Gonghou and Gongqing who were anxiously waiting in the hall also looked sideways, and cast their tentative eyes on Zhang Cang's gloomy face.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Cang hurriedly swallowed back the words that had rushed to his lips, and pulled Liu Ying aside with a grim expression.

"Dare to ask the family:"

"—When did Your Majesty faint?"

Hearing this, Liu Ying only snorted and breathlessed, and said, "Yesterday, yesterday ······"

"Yesterday, my father, my father, the emperor used the morning food, and fell asleep ······"

Hearing Liu Ying's words, Zhang Cang's face couldn't help but feel anxious again.

"Yesterday's morning food, can Your Majesty still eat rice porridge?"

But seeing Liu Ying crying with grief and shaking her head, looking at Zhang Cang's gaze, there was even more pain.

"Never ······"

"My father said that he was bloated and couldn't swallow food, so he only drank some ginseng soup······"

Hearing this, the last trace of luck between Zhang Cangmeiyu finally turned into endless sorrow.

"Alas······"

"I'm afraid that in the past few months, Your Majesty's body has been able to maintain it with the soup of party ginseng······"

Seeing that Zhang Cang's face was sad, Xiao He and Cao Shen on the side looked at each other for a while, and then stepped forward slightly.

But before the two of them could speak, they saw Zhang Cang shaking his head helplessly, turning around, and bowing his hand to Lu Pheasant next to the sickbed.

"Empress Qiyu."

"Your Majesty has been asleep since yesterday, and at this moment, it has been a full day and a night."

"Before falling asleep again, His Majesty woke up from sleep at night, and did not eat, so he fell asleep again······"

Full of sorrow, Zhang Cang twitched repeatedly, but finally bowed his hand heavily, and let out a long sigh at the same time.

"Your Majesty······"

"I'm afraid I'm out of the way to go back······"

When Zhang Cang's voice fell, Cao Shen on the side also slowly stood up and bowed his hand to Lu Pheasant, who was secretly wiping tears.

"What the Marquis of Beiping said is very true."

"——"The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" said: You can't swallow food, you can't wake up after a long sleep, and you won't live a long time."

"Yesterday, Your Majesty got up from sleep at night, and slept day and night without eating.

"There are also medical clouds among the people: the five decays of heaven and man, the reincarnation of Bian Que, and the helplessness, and the lack of skills to return to the sky······"

With Cao Shen's words, everyone in the hall still had a little luck, and they also sank completely.

Zhang Cang, the Marquis of Beiping, although he is not ranked among the founding fathers, but if you want to talk about medical skills, or the experience of the four words of 'prolonging life', then today, I am afraid that no one can compare to Zhang Cang!

Nothing else.

——Liu Bang, the son of heaven who is lying on the sickbed at the moment, is about to usher in the last moment of his life, and Zhang Cang was born in the same year!

And at the moment when the 'peer' Liu Bang half of his neck was in the ground, there was even more than half of the black silk on the top of Zhang Cang's head!

Looking at it, there are hundreds of meritorious marquis in the Manchu Dynasty, who can be so young as Zhang Cang?

- You must know that even the irrigation baby who is less than fifty years old is already full of hair!

As for Prime Minister Xiao He, who is slightly older than Liu Bang and Zhang Cang, he already looks old and faint, and his words are a little inaudible and his words are a little unclear!

On the other hand, Zhang Cang's demeanor is full of prime, and he can't see that his straight backbone, firm face, and four words full of strength actually belong to an old man who has reached the age of sixty-two······

Of course, if only one 'health expert' Zhang Cang said so, then there may be room for turnaround.

After all, in this era, even the most powerful doctor cannot guarantee that he will never misdiagnose.

But after Cao Shen stood up and said, 'What Zhang Cang said is true', this matter is really more true than a thousand pure gold.

- Cao Shen, but he is a giant from the Huang Lao School!

Dialect today, if you talk about the experience of Huang Laozhi, I am afraid that even Prime Minister Xiao He does not dare to say that he is above Cao Shen!

Among the Huang Laoxue that Cao Shen is proficient in, there is precisely a medical classic that has left a name in history: the Yellow Emperor's Neijing······

"Codonopsis!"

Just when everyone in the hall lowered their heads with complicated expressions, thinking about what should be done, Liu Ying let out a hoarse exclamation, which immediately attracted everyone's attention again.

I saw Liu Ying step forward with a panicked expression and hold Zhang Cang's hand tightly again.

"Lonely, Lonely, I have heard that the people have a law, which is to slice Codonopsis ginseng, so that the old people can keep their lives in their mouths!"

Seeing that Zhang Cang heard this, he only shook his head and sighed sadly, and gently pulled Liu Ying's hand away from his arm.

"This law has been used by ministers······"

"Did you forget about it?"

"——Dang Ginseng, which is also an occasional gain from the minister, is dedicated to the queen, and is presented to His Majesty in person for the family······"

"Although the minister has never heard of the law spoken by the family, since His Majesty used Codonopsis as medicine, the minister has repeatedly tried its medicinal properties."

"Yesterday's night shift, the minister was ordered to enter the palace, and when he saw that His Majesty's pulse was vain, he had already put a piece of Codonopsis in His Majesty's mouth."

"If not, I'm afraid Your Majesty will ······ at this moment"

"Alas·········"

As he spoke, Zhang Cang sighed helplessly and shook his head, bowed his hand to Liu Yingwei, and retreated behind Cao Shen.

At this moment, Lu Pheasant, who had been sitting in front of Liu Bang's sickbed and weeping silently, finally adjusted a little from his sad mood and slowly got up from the edge of the couch.

took two steps forward, helped Liu Ying, who knelt on the ground again, and tightly held Liu Ying's arm, Lu Pheasant raised his graceful face and looked at Cao Shen extremely seriously.

"Please also ask Pingyang Hou to speak up."

"—What should I do now?"

Hearing Lu Pheasant's words, the eyes of everyone in the hall couldn't help but gather on the imperial historian of the current dynasty, who had just returned to Beijing for less than half a year: Pingyang Hou Cao Shen.

Hearing this, Cao Shen didn't rush to speak, but glanced at Lu Pheasant, Liu Ying, and Liu Bang on the sickbed, and carefully sorted out his thoughts.

After making sure that there was nothing improper in his wording, Cao Shen finally stepped forward and bowed his hand to Lu Pheasant.

"Queen."

"At this moment, Your Majesty has no power to return to the sky, and only with the party ginseng offered by the Marquis of Beiping, can he get a ray of vitality."

"However, according to what the minister heard in the past, even if the party ginseng can be kept alive for a while, I am afraid it will not last long."

"Therefore, the minister thinks that the queen may make plans as soon as possible and focus on the ······ of the country."

Hearing this, Lu Pheasant only nodded solemnly and bowed his hand to Cao Shen.

"Please also ask Pingyang Hou to speak up."

"—Needle."

Almost at the same time as Lu Pheasant opened his mouth and once again put forward the word 'blunt', Cao Shen gave his suggestion without hesitation.

"At this moment, Your Majesty has to breathe, and if the minister applies a needle, it should make Your Majesty wake up for a moment; Although it will not help, Your Majesty should also show a little bit of social affairs. ”

"If you don't wake up with a needle, you may indeed be able to prolong your lifespan for half a day, and then your majesty should be too sleepy to ······ for half a day."

"So that I don't wake up again······"

After that, Cao Shen also learned from Zhang Cang's appearance, bowed his hand to Lu Pheasant slightly, and then silently retreated to the side of the hall.

Just before Cao Shen could stand firm in his position, Lu Pheasant's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the dormitory again.

"In this case, there is the Marquis of Lao Pingyang······"

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"Uh······"

As a few silver needles were carefully pierced into the top of Liu Bang's head by Cao Shen, a low moan provoked everyone to lean towards the couch.

Seeing that on the sickbed, the Son of Heaven only frowned slightly, and then opened his eyelids a little with great effort.

"Liu Ying······"

"Liu Yingwu'er ······"

"My ······"

A few low calls in succession suddenly provoked everyone in the hall to hold their breath, and when they heard the words from the mouth of the Son of Heaven, they hurriedly pushed Liu Ying to the front of the couch.

Looking at the father in front of him, who could no longer see the slightest vitality, Liu Ying, who was already crying, only felt a burst of tears welling up in his eyes.

Just when Liu Ying was about to cry, a pair of soft hands pressed on Liu Ying's shoulders, pressing all the untimely tears back into Liu Ying's tear ducts.

Turning around, seeing that her mother nodded to herself with a solemn expression, Liu Ying finally held back her grief, squatted down on the edge of the couch, picked up her father's rough hand like an old tree, and pasted it on her cheek.

"Father's ······"

"Erchen ······"

"Erchen is in ······"

Xu heard Liu Ying's voice, which made the Son of Heaven feel angry, or maybe it was Fang Cai's acupuncture that took effect, and the Son of Heaven finally turned sideways, supported by Lu Pheasant on the side, and sat up on the sickbed.

It's just that the moment he sat up straight, the old man twisted his brows suddenly, and he pulled Liu Bang away!

"Poof!!"

A mouthful of black and stinky blood was spit out, and even the piece of codonopsis that was stuffed into Zhang Cang's mouth was also spit on the floor by the Son of God.

But seeing that the Son of God hurriedly raised his hand again and stopped the people who had not had time to hurry.

When Liu Bang raised his head again, he didn't care about wiping the dirty blood from the corners of his mouth at all, and only put his hands on Liu Ying's shoulders, pressing Liu Ying to bend down suddenly!

In the eyes of the Son of Heaven looking at Liu Ying, there was a touch of determination, and he didn't look like a dying person at all.

"Proposed edict!"

A low roar full of anger did not turn everyone into joy at all, but only silently looked at Xiao He on the side, spread out a piece of white silk, and put it in front of Cao Shen.

Seeing her father like this, the horror on Liu Ying's face finally turned into a burst of despair.

- Back to the light······

——This is the second time Liu Ying has seen these four words on her father······

"Move! Liu Ruyi, the king of Zhao, is the king of Huainan! ”

"Ren! Zhang Cang, Marquis of Beiping, is the minister of Huainan! ”

"Prince Liu Ying! Succeed to the throne of the emperor! Crowned in the seventeenth year! Pro-government! ”

"Look, the tomb of the Marquis of Anguo, the history of his tenure!"

"Ling, Marquis Xiao He, Marquis Cao Shen of Pingyang, and Marquis of Anguo Wang Ling, each of them is also the emperor's Fu."

"With..."

"·········"

In just a few words, the breath of the Son of Heaven floated again, and he almost fell to the ground from the edge of the couch.

Lu Pheasant, who was on the side, was quick to move, so he took the arm of the Son of Heaven and sat firmly on the edge of the couch.

But when he saw that Liu Bang didn't care about raising his head, his eyes widened as if he had some deep hatred, staring at Liu Ying in front of him.

was obviously old, but at this moment there were extremely powerful big hands clenching her shoulders, but Liu Ying didn't care about the pain, she only looked at the old father with tears in her eyes, and nodded her head for a while.

"Remember ······"

"Remember what a heavy weight is on your shoulders today, what a heavy ······"

"In the future, it will be heavier and heavier than this······"

"Ten Million ······"

"Don't be crushed by ······"

"Don't ······"

"Don't ······"

Saying this sentence in a chaotic manner, Liu Bang's eyes were still wide, but he could no longer support his body, and he slid off the edge of the couch lightly.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone rushed up, but saw that the Son of Heaven slid into Liu Ying's arms, his hands hung weakly behind Liu Ying's shoulders, and the old face gently leaned on Liu Ying's forehead.

Father and son were like this, forehead to forehead, face to face, and their eyes were closed.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall stopped all their movements and slowly stood up.

When Xiao He stepped forward with tears in his eyes, he knelt down beside Liu Bang, and there was no longer an upright figure in the entire Changxin Palace.

"Knock ······"

"Knock ·········"

"Knock ············"

In just two years, the nine death knells belonging to the Son of Heaven once again sounded in Chang'an.

The low and mournful death knell, accompanied by a low groan, gradually converged into the cry of mountains and rivers, turning the whole world centered on Chang'an, and dyed white in just a few days.

It is precisely these nine death knells that have opened a new page in the books of history, and pulled the Liu Han Dynasty, which was in ruins, into a new era······

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