Imperial Doctor Li was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses - before the emperor's condition was unknown, King Wei wanted to hide from the crown prince of the East Palace.

If you can't hide it, you can also take the opportunity to find out how long the prince's hand stretches out in the forbidden palace.

After saluting the King of Wei, he stood under the porch in wet clothes, shivering from the cold, with a long runny nose, and quietly took out a piece of dried ginger from his sleeve pocket and put it in his mouth.

King Wei clasped his hands and looked to the east, only to see that the snow had become heavier, like a mat, stacked on the flying spine beast not far away, falling in Jialiang, and spread on the sundial.

His mind was empty, and he couldn't float out of any conspiracy and calculation at this time, only a heart, which secretly jumped into his throat, and a mouth would roll out.

If His Majesty is not depressed tonight, the clan relatives and ministers he relies on will be vulnerable in the face of orthodoxy.

The only thing that can compete with orthodoxy is military power.

There was nothing wrong with his choice, he needed the Mo family.

Turning his head and instructing a familiar attendant to take care of the outside of the Wenzheng Palace, he turned around and entered the hall.

In the palace, the envoy of the Imperial Hospital, the judge of the Zuo Hospital, and an imperial doctor were taking turns to take the pulse, and he bent down to pick up the military report and two confessions, and handed them to Zhang Xian: "Please take the offerings."

Zhang Fengfeng looked at the emperor on the imperial couch with his eyes, his hand picked up something, and he put it in his sleeve without thinking, and as soon as he put it in his sleeve, he reacted, and his face turned white by three points.

He hurriedly pulled it out, walked to the front of the imperial case in three steps and two steps, and put the confession and the military report on the case.

When he turned back to the bedside, the three imperial doctors had already finished checking the pulse, and King Wei asked on the side, "How?"

The envoy replied, "Your Majesty's pulse is like a flood, coming and going, but it is the evil heat that is blazing, and when you ask for the pulse in the past four days, you have this disease, and you have used decoction to support the righteous qi, so Your Majesty is the evil heat is rushing up, fainting, just need a little recuperation, it will be fine."

King Wei's cool hand gradually became conscious, and his heart, which was in his throat, gurgled back into his chest, and after realizing it, he felt a sweat: "When will Your Majesty wake up?"

The envoy said, "The lower officials will perform the needle now and export the evil heat."

The court sentenced to open the medicine box, drained the silver needle, and the court envoy performed the needle to urge qi, and in less than a moment, the emperor woke up with an "ouch".

The emptiness in King Wei's mind finally turned into fear at this moment, and he knelt on the ground, stepped forward on his knees, grabbed the emperor's cold hand with tears, and cried, "Your Majesty...... Daddy!"

The envoy pulled out the needle and retreated, and the emperor's eyes fell on King Wei, and subconsciously said, "I am defeated."

In this game, although it has not yet been finalized, he has already seen a glimpse of failure.

With extraordinary patience, scheming and ruthlessness, Mok broke all the roadblocks.

King Wei didn't hear clearly: "What does Your Majesty want?"

Zhang Xianfeng thought that the emperor wanted water, so he hurriedly walked over, helped the emperor to sit half-sitting, and a small chamberlain held a teacup and knelt down to the emperor's mouth, the emperor bowed his head and drank half a cup, his breath was a little calm, his eyes looked around, and he saw that the imperial doctor had come out of the side hall, so he said: "Second child, go, burn the confession and the military report."

King Wei was stunned for a moment, then got up, walked to the front of the imperial case, picked up the confession and the military report, turned around and walked to the corner incense burner, the chamberlain opened the lid of the stove, and he threw it into the fire.

As soon as the fire burst out, green smoke came out, King Wei bent down and stretched out his head, watched the bamboo paper burn into ashes, motioned to the chamberlain to cover the stove, and turned back to the emperor's bed: "Your Majesty, it has been burned."

The Emperor nodded, "Who is staying at Hanlin Garden?"

After speaking, he remembered that the three scholars of Hanlin Yuan, Wu Jin and He Feng were all in Yushitai Prison, and only Ji Xiang was left.

"Passing on the auspicious edict."

Zhang Xianfeng hurriedly walked out of the palace gate and called the little chamberlain to deliver the decree.

When Ji Xiang arrived, the queen and the crown prince had also rushed to the Wenzheng Palace, the emperor was no longer bedridden, sitting in front of the imperial case, his expression was obscure, the charcoal fire in the hall was just right, comfortable and pleasant, for some reason, but it was weirdly scorching.

He bowed, ignoring the confrontation in the eyes of the prince and the king of Wei, and kept silent about the smell of medicine in the hall.

"The country is people-oriented, and the country is oriented

is standing, and now Wu Jin, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, said bluntly——"

When the emperor said this, he seemed to grit his teeth, Ji Xiang wrote this, but there was light in his eyes.

"With this loyal minister, how can I be suspicious of it, I hereby release Wu Jin, restore his official position, I rely on Ren Ren, and the king of Jiyang County does not cultivate the virtues of his ancestors——"

The emperor paused, picked up the teacup, slowly drank a few sips of tea, suppressed the chaotic evil fire, and said in a deep voice: "Causing the people's grievances to boil, I am heartbroken, and I can't bear the people to flow in the wilderness.

Another general was humiliated by the clown, restrained the three divisions, investigated and punished the female fraudster, and the German general Mo Lingfeng was sent to the court in the morning, and then transferred the troops."

Ji Xiang wrote hard, and when the emperor said this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You go to draft an edict, and tomorrow the four drums will sound, and Huang Xingxia will be recorded."

Ji Xiang should retire, and the emperor ordered the queen and the prince to return to the palace, so that the king of Wei rested in the pavilion, and the ministers, wives, and sons retreated one after another, and only the emperor was left in the palace.

Zhang Xianfeng said softly on the side, "Your Majesty, rest."

The emperor nodded, got up and walked two steps, suddenly felt that his clothes were heavy, and he suspected that he was wearing court clothes, so he couldn't help but look down.

There is no dynasty costume on the body, there is no white Luo square heart curved collar on the neck, and there is no gold and jade belt around the waist, just a brown round-necked shirt, light and soft.

Why can't you straighten your waist when it's so heavy?

He opened his arms and ordered Zhang Xianfeng to remove his clothes first, and when he took off his shirt, he still didn't feel relaxed.

He walked to the side of the bed, sat down with his buttocks, and watched Zhang Xian kneel on the ground, taking off his shoes for him, not because of his heavy clothes, but because he was tired and his body and mind were heavy.

Looking at the top of Zhang Xianfeng's head, he suddenly asked, "When you first went to Kuanzhou, Xiao Mo was not big, right?"

Zhang Xianfeng took off his shoes and socks aside, supported the emperor's feet, kneaded and beat him, and replied, "Yes, General Mo was still a childish mess at that time."

The emperor smelled the bitter medicine on his body, and said casually, "Xiao Mo has grown up, and I am also old."

Zhang Xianfeng's hand movements were unhurried: "Your Majesty is immortal."

The emperor laughed, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and soon became cold: "In the year when I first ascended the throne, it snowed heavily in Kyoto, and it was cold to burn a pot of charcoal, and I wanted to burn more than a pot of charcoal, but they used diligence and thrift as an excuse to shirk it, but in fact, they just had to recalculate the accounts and the silver, and they were just troublesome."

Zhang Xianfeng knew that he was talking about the household, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is wise, no one can hide it from Your Majesty."

The emperor nodded: "I feel like a mirror in my heart, but there is no way, or the king of Jiyang County heard about it, took out the silver to buy charcoal, and sent it to the palace, so no matter how confused he is, I can't bear it."

Zhang Xianfeng thought of the matter of surveying the king of Jiyang County, which involved the government and politics, so he closed his mouth.

The emperor thought about it for a while, withdrew his feet, and lay down on the bed, thinking to himself that this game was really defeated.