Devil’s Advent

Is there a... tumor in my brain?

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to his forehead.

This answer made it difficult for the prince to accept and digest it for a while.

Yes, my lord, there is no mistake. The blind man said firmly, It is very clear, very obvious.

In addition, the emperor said that he had occasional inexplicable nosebleeds, and when his subordinates played chess with the emperor, he would start to feel a little trance, which means that the emperor himself may have Mental problems... Of course, this is not the mental illness that ordinary people think, but it is a kind of mental illness.

These can all be regarded as symptoms of tumors forming oppression in the brain.

Can it be cured? Zheng Fan asked.

The lord should first ask whether it is benign or malignant.

Is that benign or malignant?

The subordinates don't know.

... Zheng Fan.

Subordinates, not doctors, and... The blind man reached out and tapped his temple, Even in later generations, only a small group of top doctors with professional counterparts can be qualified to make a qualitative assessment of the situation here. .”

If it's vicious, won't it just count down your life?

Yes, my lord.

In fact, some diseases have existed since ancient times;

The reason why people in later generations will feel that some diseases did not exist in ancient times is because the elderly in later generations choose to go to the hospital instead of carrying them at home wrapped in a quilt.

Furthermore, the current average life expectancy is generally not high, and some diseases of affluence, which many people are not qualified to touch, have already passed away.

Then, what if it's benign? I vaguely remember that if it's benign, if it's removed early, the problem won't be big, right?

Yes. The blind man gave an affirmative answer, but then said, But my lord, this requires a craniotomy.

Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes.

Craniotomy is an extremely difficult operation, even in the later generations with advanced medicine, let alone now.

Can it be done? Zheng Fan asked tentatively.

Yes. The blind man gave an affirmative answer again, The subordinate passed the mental power detection, and then established a spiritual chain to connect San'er. San'er will do the surgery, and then Siniang will cooperate with stitching and repairing, so that Ah Cheng and Ah Ming to create a sterile environment.

It can be done.

It's fine if you can do it. Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

But, my lord, the success rate may be that high.

The blind man extended a slap,

Fifty-five.

50% success, 50% failure.

The blind man said again: But in fact, it is zero and one.

Either do it well and people live;

Either it was not done well and people left.

Of course, there are other possible problems in this, but there is a problem in the brain... Probably, life is worse than death, and death is better than death.

50% probability. Zheng Fan fell into deep thought.

In addition, the Lord seems to have overlooked a problem.

what is the problem?

The patient is the emperor.

The blind man took a breath,

continued:

First of all, how to persuade the emperor to accept this craniotomy?

After all, for the people of today, having a craniotomy is almost the same as flying with a sword.

The more pressing question is...

The blind man spread his hands,

Very helplessly said:

If the emperor's operation fails and he dies in East Jin, what kind of... consequences will it be?

...

Come on, let me give you a hug from His Royal Highness Prince Pingxi.

When there are guests at home,

Children in the family are often the best dishes for entertaining guests;

It's just that Zheng Lin's temper is far less likable than that of a big girl. This is not what others say, even his own father thinks so.

Therefore, even if he was being hugged by the emperor at this time, Zheng Lin showed great resistance, and began to kick his legs subconsciously, trying to break free.

The breath of the emperor made him very uncomfortable.

After being an emperor for a long time, no matter how easy-going he is, he still has the aura of being in Kyushu, not to mention that Ji Laoliu was not a thing in the pool when he was a prince.

What Zheng Lin dislikes the most is this kind of authority;

This child is really strong. The emperor said with a smile.

On the side, Si Niang and Princess Fu stood there to accompany her.

If it wasn't for the fact that my mother was also here, it would be impossible to hug Zheng Lin with the emperor's body.

Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has qi and blood fluctuations on his body.

Eunuch Wei discovered this detail;

At first, he thought it was some precious magic weapon on Shizi's body protecting him, it was the fluctuation of magic weapon;

But after careful observation, he was shocked to find that the induction of energy and blood actually came from the child's body.

Eunuch Wei immediately lost his composure. There is a saying among the folks that unless you started practicing in the womb, it is really not enough;

Well, this time I met a master who really started practicing in the womb.

Qi and blood? The emperor couldn't quickly understand what Eunuch Wei meant, and asked with a smile, Our Royal Highness, is he also a soul boy?

yes.

Eunuch Wei replied,

It's a soul boy, I'm afraid it can't compare to His Royal Highness's aptitude.

oh?

The emperor was really surprised this time.

He suddenly thought of the indifferent look of Zheng Fan when he saw the big girl asking Zheng Fan why he didn't tell me that your daughter is the body of a soul boy...

The emperor originally thought that the person surnamed Zheng was pretending. Of course, now the emperor also thought that the person surnamed Zheng was pretending, but he really had the capital to pretend.

A son and a daughter are all soul children;

This Zheng family,

The ancestral grave is not smoking, it is burning!

I have to ask the surname Zheng...

Ask me what, I'm here. The prince walked in.

I want to ask you where the Zheng family's ancestor's tomb is. I am going to move my Ji family's imperial mausoleum there.

When the emperor and Prince Pingxi spoke, they always had no scruples.

This is hard for me, I really don't know.

After Zheng Fan came in, he purposely kept his gaze on the emperor's head for a while longer.

brain,

Tumor,

inside?

You, Ji Laoliu, have had a very difficult life in this life. You finally hoped that your own father would pass away and come to the end of all hardships, but this is not the case.

Eunuch Wei thought that the emperor would ask King Pingxi about the dragon body, but the emperor kept talking about the family affairs of King Pingxi and didn't ask, and Prince Pingxi didn't mention that at all.

As a slave, Eunuch Wei didn't dare to overstep his role, so he could only stand obediently beside him.

Your surname is Zheng, you are considered a successor. These sons and daughters will grow up to be great. The emperor's tone was clearly filled with envy.

A soul boy from a Jianghu family can guarantee the hope of the family sect when it is passed on to the next generation;

One from a rich and powerful family, as long as the child does not look crooked, it must be the benchmark for the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, and it can even be expected to go further.

As for the Tian family, the Xiong family and the Ji family are not people who have not been born with the body of a soul boy in history. The Xiong family has two, both of which surpassed their brothers and inherited the throne;

In the history of the Ji family, there was one who did not inherit the throne, but once led the Dayan army to fight against the barbarians, and was finally shrouded in horse leather.

this kind of people,

Born to be the pride of heaven;

If you were born in an ordinary family, you may be buried and a little bit wasted, but if you were born in a wealthy family, you will directly send the best uncut jade to the hands of a master jade carver.

For this,

The prince just smiled indifferently,

Disapprovingly said:

What's so good, the appetite is huge.

...

The emperor came to Pingxi Palace as a guest, but the emperor didn't just come to live.

After staying in Pingxi Palace for three days, Emperor Luan set off again, leaving the east gate of Fengxin City, heading northeast, the destination, Xueguan.

Prince Pingxi accompanied Shengjia.

Not only that, this time the east tour continued, and Fengxincheng gave them extremely meticulous and standard treatment. It can be said that all the needs of the emperor's travel have been implemented and arranged.

This can show that the palace respects the emperor.

but,

Eunuch Wei, who is the general manager of the big house, feels a little uncomfortable in his heart;

Some things cannot be changed in two or three days, such as the utensils used by the imperial guards in Yanjing City, many of which were kept and handed down from generation to generation in the palace, almost ancestral objects;

But here,

but ready,

You are a majestic palace, what is your intention to prepare the things for the emperor in advance?

guessed it

I got it,

But still that sentence,

Eunuch Wei could only keep smiling;

The essence of this world is to cover bloody things with a seemingly warm veil.

Throughout the ages, most of those who have private possessions of rebellious things and are found to ransack their homes and exterminate their families do not really want to rebel, and those who really want to rebel and have the ability to rebel will not be found out;

When Li Liangting first helped the emperor wear the dragon robe, he was familiar with the technique;

The late emperor once asked him with a smile why he was so familiar?

Li Liangting replied: I made it at home and wore it for playing.

The first emperor laughed out loud when he heard this.

Eunuch Wei has witnessed all these with his own eyes;

Therefore, Prince Pingxi's mansion fiddled with these things in private,

It's not a big rebellion, but a hobby.

The prince still stayed in the Pingxi Palace, accepting the last course;

The queen was also left in the Pingxi palace by the emperor, and the emperor traveled eastward with the two kings of Pingxi.

along the way,

King Pingxi, as a landlord, introduced the local customs and the wars that happened here to the emperor;

The emperor listened carefully, and when he encountered the ruins of the battlefield, he would stop and set up an altar to pay homage.

stop and go,

The Luanjia team finally arrived at Xueguan.

Although the power of Prince Pingxi's Mansion had already infiltrated into the snow field, it was still nominally the most northeast corner of Dayan.

On the afternoon of the second day of staying at Xueguan,

The emperor, together with Prince Pingxi, boarded the north wall of Xueguan.

two chairs,

a tea table,

Both the emperor and the prince were lying on their backs, their postures were tacitly lazy.

this time,

Even Eunuch Wei stood far away, and no one could get close to the two of them at this time.

Tired, my surname is Zheng. After walking this way, I feel that I am the emperor, like a male dog. When I walk around, I will raise my legs and urinate a little bit to make a mark, announcing to the world that this is me. Dayan's site.

The prince bit a piece of peach cake,

Nod:

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough.

The emperor rolled his eyes,

Said with emotion:

When I think of you, surnamed Zheng, fighting with the savages who jumped over the wall, I feel a little bit sad in my heart. Things are different.

Your Majesty's words are serious, so don't be overly sentimental.

As the king of a country, I still have this empathy.

The prince shook his head and said:

It's not on the north wall, but on the south wall. When I was guarding the Xueguan Pass, the eldest prince took the big seal carved from a radish to the remaining tribe in the snowfield to make a wish, so I didn't suffer from the enemy.

If you want to feel grateful,

Now we can switch to the south wall to sit.

……emperor.

I have become a prince, and I will not let me speak.

I have become the emperor, so I still care about this.

I am the Son of Heaven.

oh.

The surname is Zheng.

explain.

Is there really something wrong with me?

There are imperial doctors in the palace, if you have any illness, can they not see it?

The emperor's health is guarded by the imperial doctor, which is a very mature medical system.

Therefore, most of the time, a serious emperor suddenly died of a serious illness. It can be written like this in history books, but it must not be believed naively.

From the details of the emperor's daily meals, life in the harem at night, and even the emperor's excrement, there are special personnel in the palace to inspect and record, thus forming a complete set of extremely meticulous dragon body status booklets.

You like to joke, but you don't make such silly jokes. You asked your blind gentleman to check me up. You must have noticed something.

Hey, I'm not a doctor, am I so magical?

When you were just a Hushang Xiaowei, you were able to let the barbarian King Zuoguli make a wedding dress for you before he died, isn't it amazing?

Zheng Fan,

tell me,

A person who is an emperor is not afraid of anything else, the most fearful thing is being kept in the dark.

this way,

I've been waiting for you to tell me, but you didn't, which proves that there is a big problem, doesn't it?

Ji Chengjue looked at Zheng Fan,

He saw Zheng Fan nodded.

What disease? Ji Chengjue asked.

A disease that is difficult for you to understand, you can understand it as a brain disease.

Brain disease? The emperor said with his eyes widened, You mean, I will go crazy in the future? Become a crazy emperor?

Pockets grow on people's bodies, but they also grow in their brains.

Is there a bag in my mind?

Zheng Fan cast his gaze forward, without further explanation.

The emperor stretched out his hand, gently pushed Zheng Fan's arm, and asked;

I don't believe what other people say, but I believe what you say;

I ask you,

this disease,

Does it have a big impact?

In fact, when it comes to the problems in his mind, the emperor feels that it fits well, because in the side hall of the imperial study, the emperor often sees his father emperor;

Although in this era, there is no such thing as schizophrenia, the emperor still feels a kind of...a faint sense of unease and fear.

Big. Zheng Fan replied.

Then, how many years can I live?

I don't know. A good result is ten years, and a bad result may be just a few years.

This is calculated by the blind man based on the picture in Tiantian's dream.

In fact, there is another factor here, that is, the original business that Ji Chengjue inherited will be much worse than it is now, and the pressure he bears every day will also be greater;

It's just that Dayan's situation has indeed been changed too much because of the appearance of Zheng Fan and others.

In the end, King Jingnan did not die in Zhennan Pass, and the situation of the collapse of Jin did not appear.

Ji Laoliu's original sickness from overwork will not exist;

But the problem now is that there is a tumor now, and since it has appeared objectively, it will no longer be transferred subjectively.

Ten years is really the best time limit, but most likely, it's just a half-fold.

This is more mysterious than a Qi refiner. The emperor laughed, At this moment, I wish that your surname is Zheng, not a prince, but a Qi refiner, so that I can disdain you I took a look.

Zheng Fan took a sip of tea silently.

Can it be cured?

able.

How confident are you?

Fifty percent.

How?

Open your mind.

Although I am not a doctor, I know that if I do this, if the treatment fails, my whole body...

It's a national funeral.

Your tone, can you stop being so casual?

Because of this matter, because of some words, these days, I have been weighing them in my heart for a long time, and the sugar cane has been chewed dry.

Zheng Fan, do you know that during the days when my father passed away and I just ascended the throne, the old supervisor of the former Qin Tianjian once took the initiative to enter the palace to ask to see me, and he told me something.

He said that after his investigation and combining the traces of the Tibetan master who came to Beijing to cut off my Dayan dragon veins, he came to a conclusion;

That's what Master Tibetan beheaded, maybe it wasn't my father;

but...

Taking advantage of the opportunity of cutting the dragon's veins, I cast a curse on the throne of Dayan.

Whoever sits on the throne will receive this curse;

He also said that the curse may be passed on for three generations.

That's why I sent the inheritance to you. I don't believe it, but I hope my son can live a better life and be healthier, because I owe him something as a father.

After the old prisoner reported these things to me, he set himself on fire at home that night.

Oh, by the way, he also said that Grandfather seems to have been deceived, the luck on Tianhu Mountain was poured in, but he made up the wrong place, hehehe.

These qi refiners are so talkative, they can tell you a story to support them as long as they get a little bit involved.

The words of the emperor are too much.

The prince looked at him silently,

Asked very simply and directly;

Cure?

The emperor was silent.

this silence,

just one hour;

In the eyes of outsiders,

It was the emperor and Prince Pingxi who took an afternoon nap together;

But in fact,

Only those who have been in close contact with them can understand the dignified atmosphere around the two of them at this time.

The climate of the snow field is changeable, especially in spring and summer, it is easy to get windy and form cyclones;

It's not as exaggerated as a tornado, but it's enough to form that kind of vast and magnificent scene.

at this time,

Looking north from the north wall of Xueguan,

On the edge of the boundless, a black cyclone appeared, gathering and tossing.

The wind is not very strong, but this scene is worthy of a grand sound.

The emperor who has been silent for an entire hour,

Suddenly complained with a crying mood:

Why did your surname Zheng come to tell me about this?

Because Zheng Fan is a person who lives too real and too willful;

so,

What he said, especially this kind of words, did not contain any conspiracy, political code words, black hands, etc., because he disdain.

So,

cruelly,

you can't escape,

You can only accept the fact that what he said is the truth!

If you didn't ask, I didn't want to say it. Zheng Fan said, Since you asked, I can only tell you.

The emperor took a deep breath,

road:

Ten years, I dare not expect extravagantly, five years, enough.

Dead? Zheng Fan asked.

I'm afraid of death. The emperor gave a very direct answer, I'm afraid of death.

good.

Zheng Fan nodded, expressing his understanding. In this world, the reason of fear of death is always very convincing.

Five years, according to our agreement, it's too late, right?

maybe.

At this time, can't you give me a little confidence?

If the treatment is successful, you can live longer and longer, really.

Zheng Fan believed in the craftsmanship of the blind men, and also believed in their ability to create miracles.

I believe it. The emperor said, The surname Zheng, my queen, including Wei Zhonghe behind, and even my son, my family members, they are very clear,

I,

Ji Chengjue,

How much do you believe in you, Zheng Fan?

Um.

But I am the Son of Heaven.

Ah? The prince looked at Ji Chengjue with some doubts.

Until now, since I just asked you about my body until now, I have been dreaming, but I can't avoid it;

I am the Son of Heaven,

Knowing your surname is Zheng, why have you been so tired of rebelling?

because you just want to enjoy,

But don't want to take responsibility.

You are like those men who like to go to the red tent,

You fucking just want to whore,

After whoring, tie the belts of your trousers,

Or start persuading the sisters to be good,

Or drink a pot of wine on the way home and get drunk until dawn.

You have never been an emperor,

but I know,

You have always had an extremely clear and profound understanding of the concept of 'emperor'.

It's far away, it seems? Zheng Fan said.

No, no, you may think that I am the kind who is afraid of death, so I don't want to treat it.

Let's not talk about the consequences of you, King Pingxi, treating me to death or making me crazy, we don't care about these.

I'm just saying,

I'm not like you,

I have taken this position, I have become the emperor, and I have assumed this responsibility, you understand?

Understood.

Father, in fact, had many ways to extend his life back then, but father refused them all.

At the time of the first emperor, firstly, Pixiu appeared in the palace, wanting to enter the body with the spirit of fire and phoenix like the Regent of Great Chu, to forcibly stimulate and prolong life;

Furthermore, the little red-robed eunuch once said that he would use the luck of a lucky person like He Chu to make up for His Majesty's suggestion;

But without exception, they were all rejected by the first emperor.

Zheng Fan, after becoming the emperor, this life is no longer just his own. Let's not talk about living for the people of the world. This is too fake, and you don't believe it, but the burden and responsibility on him are really important Too much.

You said that if it is cured, you can live for a long time;

I am afraid that if it is not cured, the person will be gone;

I was afraid that I would die, and the matter would not be done.

If you really want to do something well, do it well, and leave a good situation for future generations, if you die, you will die.

Ministers, when you are old, ask for a posthumous name, so that your history will last forever.

But the emperor,

Take a seat on the dragon chair,

It doesn't matter whether you are a three-year-old child who started to sit, or you are young and strong, or you have been a prince for decades;

As long as that ass touches that chair,

You are already dead in the sun and alive in the history books.

If you change your mind someday, you can come to me anytime, Zheng Fan said.

Change what to change. I am the Son of Heaven, and I have the constitution of heaven in my mouth. You have no jokes!

immediately,

The emperor got down from his chair,

stand up,

Pointing to the black cyclone ahead,

scolded:

Fengtian Chengyun Emperor's edict said: I order you to disperse!

Perhaps it was really a coincidence that happened at this time,

The newly formed cyclone suddenly lacked stamina at this moment, and gradually began to dissipate.

He, Ji Laoliu, is not a master, and he has nothing to do with Qi refiners. Naturally, he cannot have the power to move mountains and fill seas. It just so happened.

Ji Laoliu was extremely excited, he was a blind cat who met a dead mouse, but he really experienced the addiction of a peerless master making the mountains, rivers and the world change color;

Immediately, he patted the wall with his palm hard,

Regardless of the pain,

shouted:

Hey, give me some noodles!