Chapter 77: Ying Zheng served the elixir and fainted
Zhangtai Palace, side hall.
Ying Zheng sat in a high position, but he seemed impatient, and his hands trembled with excitement.
He had been looking forward to Zhao Gao for a long time, and brought back good news, Xu Fu led three thousand boys and girls to leave for many days, and finally found Penglai Xianshan, and found the elixir of life, the main medicine is longevity pill, take it to live forever, but you have to take the medicine in advance, so that the main medicine can play a miraculous effect, more immortal.
Zhao Gao promised that the medicine would be sent today, so that he could live forever as soon as possible.
Immortality is immortality.
At this moment, in the hall, the high positions are all cast in gold, blooming gold, entrenched in the center of the main hall like a dragon, and the favorite cyclamen are all picked and surrounded by it, and the steam rises under the feet, like a fairyland.
Yingzheng is to create a fairyland, create an atmosphere for him to take medicine, and pray for the immortal family to come, yes, to get such a medicine, it must be given by the immortal family, and he is grateful.
"Someone is coming, immediately urge the CRRC government to order and offer the pill as soon as possible."
Today, the emperor looked very solemn, the servants were all trembling and frightened, Shang Xin hurriedly stepped forward, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, the order of the CRRC government has arrived, and I am waiting outside." ”
Ying Zheng showed joy and hurriedly urged, "Let him come in." ”
Zhao Gao walked in, holding a brocade box in his hand, inlaid with gold edges, like a Bodhi relic in the steam.
"Slave see Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao knelt down, moved his knees forward, and held the brocade box high, extremely solemn.
"Is this an inducer? Sure enough, the fairy aura is ethereal, and I can reach the immortal. Ying Zheng was overjoyed, his eyes swept over the brocade box, and a flash of light appeared, "Quick, open it quickly, I want to take the elixir." ”
"No!" Zhao Gao stood up and called a waiter to take the brocade box and hold it, he reached out and slowly opened the lid of the box, which was shiny, with yellow cloth shining and a black object in the middle, smelling turbid, especially choking.
"Your Majesty, please."
Ying Zheng was extremely happy, touching his beard with one hand, but leaning forward, his eyes shining.
"This is, this is." His hands trembled, and he slowly got up, excited and excited.
"Please wash your hands and bathe in fairy dew." And a servant brought a basin of gold, and the light of gold floated.
Ying Zheng did so, pinched his sleeves, put his hands in them, and after a while, he pulled it out, and wrapped his hands in fabric, full of ceremony.
"Please take the elixir for Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty on the upcoming rivalry with cyclamen." Zhao Gao's voice sounded.
Ying Zheng couldn't control his excitement anymore, pinched the black thing and looked at it for a while before putting it in his mouth, his movements were extremely sacred.
The throat agitated, and from it, he could feel the pill choking down his neck, which looked a little uncomfortable, but Ying Zheng didn't care.
Elixir! That's how it should be.
"Fairy soup ready!"
Seeing that His Majesty had completely swallowed the elixir, Zhao Gao ordered the waiter to bring a bowl of water, and he didn't know what to add to the water, but it also bloomed with golden light.
Ying Zheng didn't think about it, drank it with a grunt, and clapped his hands with satisfaction, to show that he was done, and it also indicated that he would be able to become an immortal when the longevity pill was delivered.
What a day to look forward to.
"When will the Penglai Immortal Envoy arrive?"
Zhao Gao arched his hand and replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Wanshou Dan is bathing in immortal energy in Penglai Immortal Mountain, and on the day of the baking, there will be Penglai Immortal Envoy to send it." ”
Ying Zheng nodded and reminded: "Don't forget to tell Xu Fu, Dan Yicheng, send it immediately...... I'm waiting for this day....... It's been a long time. ”
"No!"
"Alright, you guys get out! I want to bathe in fairy energy alone. Ying Zheng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to go out, and he sat on the throne, spread his hands, closed his eyes, and seemed to enjoy it.
"No!" The crowd answered in unison, and slowly withdrew.
However, at this moment, suddenly there was a scream from the throne, and Yingzheng, who had closed his eyes, suddenly got up, raised his head, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the person fell straight and silent.
Yes!
"Your Majesty!" Everyone panicked and screamed.
Zhao Gao was the first to step forward, shaking His Majesty's body constantly, but there was no response.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Quick, call the imperial doctor. ”
Zhao Gao shouted, and the other attendants were anxious.
Soon, the imperial doctor came, and at the same time alarmed Fusu and other princes and princesses.
Half a day later, there was urgent news from Zhangtai Palace, the emperor took the elixir, which caused him to faint, and he has not woken up yet, and the imperial doctor in the palace is at a loss.
Suddenly, the court was in a sensation, the situation was a mess, and the powerful people were looking for famous doctors.
As soon as he heard the news, Li Si was worried and secretly happy at the same time, thinking that this was a good opportunity to improve his status in His Majesty's mind, so he was also ready to find a famous doctor.
"Li Xiang, I'm willing to go."
Li Si glanced at Yang Qing, not sure. He was recruited as a guest secretary before, because of Bian Que's name, but after many days of observation, he did not find anything special about Yangqing, and the object of medical treatment at this moment was His Majesty, and he did not dare to play with it.
"Please believe me, I will definitely be able to cure Your Majesty's illness." Yang Qing saw Li Si hesitating, and patted his heart and said.
"Oh! So how do you talk about it? ”
Yang Qing cleared his throat and seemed to be confident.
"I heard that His Majesty vomited blood and fainted, on the surface, it was caused by swallowing the pill, but this pill was specially ordered by His Majesty, so there must be no problem, then the problem is Your Majesty himself."
Li Si let out a 'huh' sound, which seemed to be very reasonable, and motioned for him to continue.
"The reason for fainting is that His Majesty is busy day and night, which leads to weakness."
"The pill is a great tonic, and in such a physical condition, the great tonic is a kind of destruction, and the body parts will be greatly damaged, and it will become inflamed, and inflammation is the cause of syncope."
Yang Qing said the truth, and he knew His Majesty's condition.
"Inflammation?" The word was a little new, and Li Si pondered and asked, "What is inflammation?" ”
Yang Qing smiled, his face was full of confidence, and said, "Yes, it is a wound injury, well, a wound in the body." ”
Wounds in the body? Uh-huh! It seems to be very reasonable, and Li Si kind of believes this statement.
It's really the imperial doctor in the palace who can't see the reason, it must be something else, and the inflammation is very appropriate.
Moreover, Yangqing is the descendant of Bian Que, and no one admires Bian Que's medical skills, maybe 'inflammation' is Bian Que's out!
"Okay, you immediately follow me into the palace to see your majesty's illness."
"Of course!" Li Si glanced at Yang Qing appreciatively, "If you can cure Your Majesty, I think Your Majesty will take a fancy to you." ”
"Don't forget to say a few kind words to me in front of Your Majesty."
Li Si gently patted Yangqing's shoulder, looking extremely warm.
Yang Qing was overjoyed, and hurriedly gave up his hand, "If there is such a day, Yang Qing will not forget Li Xiang's great kindness." ”
"Hahaha!" The two laughed.
"It's just ......" After laughing, Liston suddenly paused, "It's just that now this kid Li Zhao is known as a miracle doctor in the army, I'm afraid that he will steal your limelight." ”
"Huh!" Yang Qing shook his head and waved his hand, looking indifferent, "Li Zhao is just a peasant, and he happened to cure a few soldiers, so he shouldn't be afraid." ”
"Huh! Don't forget, I'm the second generation of Bian Que. ”
"Yes, yes, hahaha!"
The two laughed out loud again.