When the Holy One got up from the throne, the courtiers below were already kneeling on the ground.

Until he walked out of the Jinluan Palace, no one said those three words clearly.

This state of affairs is expected by the Holy One.

No matter how fierce the tide is, no matter how clear your intentions are when you come and go at the previous moment, window paper is window paper, the saint can poke it, and he does poke it, but as a courtier, he will never take the initiative to tear the paper open in this situation.

Even if there is already a leaky hole on this paper.

The three princes and sincere uncles who have long had a tacit understanding will not stretch out their hands.

This is the Waste Prince.

The sound wave after wave, the back wave laps the front wave, pushing and wrapping, in an orderly manner.

It's still snowing in the air.

Gonggong Cao took the umbrella and cautiously followed the saint.

The saint did not immediately return to the imperial study, and sent the extra guard of honor, and he turned to the East Palace.

The palace road has been cleared, but the snow has not stopped, and it has fallen again, and people walk on it, leaving a series of footprints.

The rustling of snow was not clear in the wind, and only the footprints of the same stride left behind.

"It's neat." The saint stopped, looked at the footprints, and commented.

Gonggong Cao also looked at the footprints and answered "yes".

The neatness can be seen by himself, but the reason why the saint said this is not understood by Gonggong Cao for a while.

The saint didn't care about what feedback Grandpa Cao gave, paused for a while, and said it himself.

"They all say that words are like people, but I remember that my father said that walking is also the same."

"The eldest brother walks very steadily, judging from his size, his stride is not big or small, and his walking posture is correct."

"The fourth brother is anxious, and he walks in a hurry, and his stride is wide and narrow."

"When I was young, I was also anxious, but I didn't get to the fourth brother's job, and occasionally I walked around and around, doing whatever I wanted, until I became the crown prince and succeeded to the throne, and I reined in my temperament."

"You have to learn from the eldest brother, the eldest brother is calm and responsible, and the eldest brother always does things in an orderly and orderly manner."

"It's for the best."

Father-in-law Cao understood at this time.

The saint is talking about footprints, but in fact he is talking about the "abolition of the prince".

Be right, but also step by step.

Even if the house is going to collapse, it must be firmly padded on the ground so that all kinds of effects can be mitigated.

It's about the community, it's about the future of the prince and the rest of his highnesses, today Tuliso quickly cuts through the mess, it looks refreshing, but if the mess is not straight, it will still be entangled into a pimple later.

You can't just cut it once you get entangled, can you?

Thinking like this, Gonggong Cao glanced at the saint.

It is not easy to deal with the silk, and it is laborious and very draining.

Walking into the East Palace, Gonggong Guo immediately greeted him.

The saint asked him, "Is the prince asleep or awake?" ”

"I woke up a quarter of an hour ago, Wang Gouzi waited for some porridge, and just fell asleep again." Guo Gong is fair.

The Holy One went to the main hall.

Gonggong Cao accompanied him to the porch in front of the hall, and was about to put away the umbrella, when he saw that the saint had lifted the curtain to go in, he hurriedly stuffed the umbrella to Gonggong Guo.

The saint went straight to the dormitory, and Gonggong Cao chased after him: "Your Highness is sick, the saint, you can take a look through the screen, get close, in case you get sick......

"It doesn't matter." Holy Word.

Gonggong Cao knew that he couldn't persuade him, and said, "Then you wait first and go to the cold on your body." ”

I really listened to this, and I knew that the cold would rush at Li Shao, and the saint was next to the brazier, and he didn't go to visit Li Shao until his body was warm.

Wang Gouzi greeted the saint.

The saint didn't let anyone move the chair, so he sat on the side of Li Shao's sickbed.

Li Shao fell asleep and was groggy, he didn't know the situation around him, his face was white and red, but it was a sickly red that had been burned, and his lips were dry and skinned.

Sheng Shang rubbed his hands and probed Li Shao's forehead with the back of his hand.

It's piping hot.

"The Imperial Doctor said it doesn't matter?" He asked.

Wang Gouzi said: "That's what the imperial doctor said, prepared a decoction and medicine, and also wrote a diet recipe. ”

Father-in-law Cao was flexible, and when he saw the saint twisting his eyebrows, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Saint, let the little one also explore?" ”

With the permission of the saint, Gonggong Cao tried Li Shao's forehead.

The body temperature is really not low.

"Do you want to invite the Imperial Doctor to come again?" He asked.

The saint bowed slightly, and asked Wang Gouzi again: "When he woke up just now, how was his spirit?" ”

"The spirit is very ordinary, people are not confused, just say that the body is burned and sore," Wang Gouzi replied, "and after a layer of sweat, I changed into a clean underwear." ”

The saint didn't ask again, just looked at Li Shao quietly.

The hot man breathed heavily, and soon his face was sweaty, and the saint saw it in his eyes, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it off for him.

After a short time, the security court judgment came in a hurry.

He checked Li Shao's condition again and said, "Don't worry too much, Your Highness can eat and eat, sleep more and recuperate, and let someone wipe His Highness's body with warm water, and when the body temperature goes down, it will slowly get better." ”

When the saint heard this, he didn't embarrass the doctor much, but only asked people to fetch water.

Wang Gouzi went to prepare water, and soon came over with a basin of water, and first asked the security court: "Do you think this is appropriate?" ”

The security court tried to go into the water and nodded.

Wang Gouzi put the basin on the shelf next to the bed, soaked it with a handkerchief and wrenched it, and wanted to go forward to wipe it for Li Shao, but when he saw that the saint was still sitting on the edge of the bed, he said, "The little one will wipe it for His Highness first." ”

The saint said: "Come on, you give me a hand." ”

Wang Gouzi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Grandpa Cao, and saw Grandpa Cao nodding, so he sighed.

The saint rubbed it very carefully, from the neck to the arms, down to the waist and abdomen, and then to the two legs, wiped the front and turned the person over to wipe the back, and always paid attention not to catch a cold because of this.

The security court judge watched from the side, hanging his head and not saying a word, but he was full of emotion in his heart.

He had heard all the disputes in the court.

In all fairness, he also felt that those imperial historians were very reasonable, and the prince did have too many things that were not true.

But look at the careful appearance of the saint......

It's hard to be holy!

He is a king and a father.

Whether you really love your child, don't look at how it is on weekdays, just look at whether you are willing to take care of it in the doctor.

The saint takes care of it, and he is much more meticulous than some old men who can only point fingers but can't do things.

When you think about it, it's not surprising.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had a fever and cough when he was a child, and the Holy Lord also took the time to take care of it himself.

After wiping his body, the saint took the handkerchief to Wang Gouzi, and folded the quilt corners for Li Shao.

"Let's all go out, I'll sit with you for a while." He said.

Gonggong Cao thought about it, greeted Wang Gouzi, and sent the security court out.

Only father and son were left in the dormitory.

Li Shao never woke up, and he was vague just now.

Sheng Shang held Li Shao's hand and looked at the outline of his facial features.

Li Shaoxiao's mother, the contours of her face are similar to him, and her facial features are like Queen Xia, especially before the age of ten, her gender characteristics are not prominent, and she is seven or eight points similar to Queen Xia when she was young.

As he grew older, he gradually grew up, and he became a little bit like him.

"I'm afraid of being ashamed of your mother," the saint sighed, "but I'm afraid that I won't do anything, and I'm even more sorry for her if I see you in chaos like this." ”

"When you were young, I always hoped that you would grow up quickly, but when you grew up, I thought that it was not as good as when you were a child."

"I hope this tempering can teach you some lessons, you can't just grow tall and not have a long heart, how worried your mother is underground......"

Li Shao fell asleep, and the saint knew that he couldn't hear it, so he wanted to say it, and he babbled for a while.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but sat down for a while.

I'm afraid that he hasn't been resting well in recent days, and the dormitory is warm, and drowsiness comes up, so he can't help but nod his head a few times.

It was just when I was confused, and suddenly I heard some movement.

The saint woke up and saw that it was Li Shaomengyu.

"Shao'er?" The Holy One called him softly.

Li Shao's brows were furrowed, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, and the whole person was very uneasy, muttering on his lips.

He couldn't hear clearly, so the saint could only get closer to listen, and after carefully distinguishing it, he vaguely heard something "afraid", "don't", and "help me", which made his heart tremble.

"Shao'er? Shao'er! "The Holy One hastened to call him again.

In the next moment, he heard a sound of "fire" and "fire".

The Holy One's breath tightened.

He wasn't sure what Shao'er had dreamed of, but he knew exactly what he remembered.

The fire at Dingguo Temple.

When he fought with those fake bandits in the town below the mountain, the temple on the mountain was so far away that even the fire only left a small orange dot, reflected in the pupils, which was so fake that it was terrible fake.

It's true again, and when he returns to the temple with the guards and monks, all he is left with is bad news.

He hugged Shao'er, who had fainted, and looked in a mess.

Shao'er was seriously ill, and he forgot everything that night, and as far as he knew, he had never dreamed of it.

On the contrary, Ning An, who had never been to Dingguo Temple, often cried at night when she was a child, and her dreams were full of fires, which made the queen mother feel distressed.

Because of the fire in Dingguo Temple, no extra clues could be found, and it was only determined as an accident, and the queen mother knew that this was his heart disease, so she almost didn't mention it to him, so as not to be sad and painful for each other.

Occasionally, I couldn't hold it back, and what I said was Ning An's nightmare.

There is no law or reason in dreams.

Ning An was trapped for several years, and as he grew up, he was no longer haunted by nightmares.

And Shao'er, who had never been entangled by that dream, didn't know why, but after more than ten years, it seemed that she suddenly dreamed of something again.

Shengshang's heart was sour, he patted Li Shao's shoulder with red eyes, and coaxed softly.

After coaxing for almost half an hour, Li Shao calmed down a little, stopped talking in his sleep, and fell asleep.

The saint wiped his sweat again, and then called Wang Gouzi in, got up and walked out.

Out of the main hall, the cold wind blew in the snow foam, which made people shiver involuntarily.

The saint glanced at the gloomy sky, and said to Cao Gong: "Go back to the imperial study." ”

In the imperial study, there are already many important ministers waiting.

Knowing that the saint went to the East Palace, they were all settled in the side hall to rest.

The saint first changed his clothes, and he didn't care about slowing down, so he summoned his courtiers one after another.

Of course, it's still Li Shao's business.

Asked about the prince's condition, and then asked the saint what he thought, the window paper in the Jinluan Hall was not easy to tear directly, and when only the monarch and the minister were talking alone in the imperial study, he still had the audacity to probe with his finger.

Except for the three dukes, sincerity uncles, and three orphans who knew about it, the saint still didn't show any tone to the others, only put on a look of helplessness and hesitation.

It's not easy to be sloppy.

The servant Cao Gonggong was tired, and the saint was even more tired when he looked at it.

When he finally calmed down, Gonggong Cao looked at the saint's complexion and asked, "Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look?" ”

"It's okay," the saint refused, "don't bother. ”

Having said that, but by the time the night came, the saint was obviously sick.

At this time, Gonggong Cao immediately asked people to invite the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor came to ask for a pulse, saying that the saint was tired, had consumed too much mental energy, and needed more rest, but also to relax.

When Gonggong Cao heard this, he was secretly bitter in his heart.

Relax?

It's hard!

The prescription was written, and the medicine was prepared, but in the final analysis, it was a heart disease, and the heart knot was incomprehensible, so drinking the medicine was just a comfort.

"Tomorrow will be the same as usual," the saint confessed to Gonggong Cao before going to bed, "It will be sealed in two days, and it will not be too late to rest after the seal." ”

Following.

In the Jinluan Palace, the courtiers continued to discuss the punishment of the crown prince, and the saint coughed twice from time to time.

When he came down, he waved his hand to signal everyone below to be quiet.

"I've thought about it a lot," he said, "I'll also consider what the Qing Qing thinks, so let's do it first." ”

As soon as these words came out, as long as they were not stupid, they would probably hear the wind.

It seems that no decision has been made, and it is even delayed, but the saint is inclined to "abolish the prince".

The stakes are big, and if it can be put on the table for consideration, it will not be taken down easily.

In the voice of "Holy Shengming" and "Holy Care of the Dragon Body", Cao Gonggong announced his retirement from the dynasty.

The other compartment.

In the East Palace, Li Shao woke up.

Yesterday afternoon, his body temperature went down a lot, and his appetite was still passable, but he didn't expect it to burn again in the middle of the night, menacing, even hotter than during the day, Wang Gouzi and Guo Gonggong didn't sleep all night.

It wasn't until the middle of the fifth watch that it eased up.

Wang Gouzi took the opportunity to go to sleep for a while, and when Li Shao woke up, he hurriedly got up again and replaced Guo's father-in-law to rest.

Li Shao used some porridge and asked in a dumb voice, "What's the situation outside?" ”

"The little one has been waiting for you in the East Palace, I don't know very well," Wang Gouzi didn't dare to tell the truth, "You need to recuperate, other things, the little one will inquire later......"

Li Shao looked at him.

Wang Gouzi stiffened his head and said, "Yesterday morning, the saint came to visit the sick, wiped His Highness with his own hands, and sat for a while before leaving. Your Highness, the Holy One loves you so much, you can relax and don't think too much. ”

"What do I think about?" Li Shao asked, "Have you heard something?" ”

Wang Gouzi's throat rolled.

The prince was confused, and he was so keen......

Blame himself, lack of sleep, confused head, and actually said the wrong thing.

"There are some rumors," Wang Gouzi knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to say, "There are courtiers who want to force the Holy Lord to 'abolish the prince', but they just ask for it, and the Holy Lord will not ...... it."

"Scrap me?" Li Shao's eyes widened in disbelief.

The day before yesterday, my father obviously said such heavy words, and there were still people who touched their heads?

How dare they?

How could they?!

Father will never listen to them! (End of chapter)