I'm really not the carpenter emperor

So when they heard the order from the palace, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, no one was willing to volunteer to go out and heal the prince.

Most of the hereditary ones don't know how to treat them at all, and they just sit around here on weekdays, fooling around.

No one is willing to go out to take responsibility for those who come in as officials.

For a while, the scene was a little terrifyingly silent.

Seeing the situation in the imperial hospital, Wang Chengen, the steward of the Huangji Hall who came to pass the decree, was a little helpless and said:

"Envoy Zheng, all imperial physicians, you should hurry up and prepare. Your Majesty and Empress are waiting in Kunning Palace."

"Wait impatiently, the next person sent may not be as easy to talk to as I am."

Hearing this, everyone was refreshed.

Zheng Yanjin sighed, looked around and said:

"Everyone, is there anyone willing to take the initiative to go to Kunning Palace to heal the cold for the eldest son of the emperor?"

It still means the same thing, those who are incompetent dare not answer the words, let alone come out, and those who are capable will not be willing to be such a fool.

If something goes wrong, it will affect your wealth and life.

Zheng Yanjin also belonged to the incompetent group. Seeing the silence of the crowd, he felt anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, the judge below said:

"It's not like my father-in-law doesn't know what happened to the one who went to Kunning Palace for treatment last time. This...how dare I wait..."

Hearing someone speak, the imperial doctors, who had been on pins and needles for a long time, echoed their words one after another, shook their heads and sighed one after another.

When Wang Chengen heard this, he laughed ho ho:

"According to the judgment of the court, what did His Majesty do wrong?"

"Okay, our family won't stay here any longer, gentlemen, let's do it for ourselves! The current master has never rubbed sand in his eyes when it comes to the prince's affairs."

After saying that, Wang Chengen turned around and left regardless of the feelings of the imperial doctors behind him.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a drunken person head-on.

"Who, where is this drunk, do you accept everyone in the hospital?" Wang Chengen took a look, and immediately pinched his nose.

The man in front of him was not wearing the official uniform of the Taiyuan Hospital, holding a small bottle of white wine in his hand, his face was flushed.

Zheng Yanjin naturally knew who it was, so he quickly got up and apologized:

"Forgive me, father-in-law. This is a country doctor in central Sichuan. He has only been here for three months. He doesn't understand the rules of the palace."

"Next month, we'll send him back."

After laughing, Zheng Yanjin changed his face and said sullenly, "Lai Guangming, hurry up and apologize to the prince!"

Hearing this, Lai Guangming glanced at the man in front of him, then hiccupped, and sprayed Wang Chengen with the smell of alcohol on his face.

"Wow, it's the wrong way!" Wang Chengen was furious.

As a grand father-in-law, he has never been treated so frivolously. It is light to be angry. If this is an ordinary father-in-law, the person in front of him is probably not far from death.

"Come here!" Wang Chengen shouted, looking at the several eunuchs who came up to meet him, he thought for a while and waved:

"Forget it, Envoy Zheng, the imperial palace is anxiously waiting to employ someone, so this is the main thing!"

After saying that, he took a look at the imperial doctor who was giggling like a wimpy head, shook his head and stepped out of the door.

As soon as he left, he heard a soft disdain behind him.

"A group of quack doctors, a little cold, no one dares to respond." Lai Guangming played a drunken madness, leaned against the door, and shouted:

"My surname is Zheng, I want to resign. I don't think the Tai Hospital, which attracts famous doctors all over the world, is mediocre!"

"I might as well..." As he spoke, he raised his head and took another sip:

"Good wine!"

"I think I'd better go back to my small place in Sichuan and Sichuan, and continue to be my vulgar traveling doctor. The hospital is too high-end, I can't afford it!"

Zheng Yanjin was really annoyed this time.

What happened in the past, it was in the Tai Hospital, in front of my own people, it was nothing, but this time it was in front of the grand-in-law.

If you don't deal with this vulgar doctor who speaks presumptuously and has no manners, I'm afraid Wang Chengen will completely look down on him.

"Presumptuous, this is the Tai Hospital, how could it be a place for you to run wild!"

"Get him out of the hospital!"

The imperial doctors were about to step forward, but Wang Chengen, who had just been humiliated by this person, had a bright eye, turned around and asked:

"Wait, there is no rush to blast out."

"Let me ask you, you said they are all quack doctors, how about you, do you have real skills?"

Hearing this, Lai Guangming stared at Wang Chengen for a while, as if watching a joke, then took another sip of wine, and said with a smile:

"It's just the wind and cold, it's nothing difficult and miscellaneous. If the prince doesn't get better tomorrow morning, father-in-law can take my head and drink."

Wang Chengen looked him up and down and sneered:

"Do you know that speaking big words in the palace is to beheaded and implicate the family?"

Lai Guangming put down his drink and gave him a disdainful look.

That meaning is self-evident.

Chapter 721 This group of good imperial doctors raised

Forbidden City, Kunning Palace.

Standing behind Zhang Yan, Zhu Youxiao touched Zhu Ciran's forehead with his hand, it was still hot, frowned slightly, and said displeasedly:

"What about the people from Tai Hospital, why haven't they come yet?"

Symptoms such as headache, chills, fever, general discomfort, and physical weakness were all reflected in Zhu Ciran's body at this time.

Zhu Youxiao has become more and more impatient. How long will it take for a small cold?

If it drags on, Zhu Youxiao intends to go to the imperial hospital in person to see what these imperial physicians who have been supported by the Ming Dynasty for generations are doing.

At this moment, Wang Chengen finally rushed back to Kunning Palace with an imperial doctor.

The prince contracted a cold, and the symptoms were gradually getting worse, without any sign of improvement. The news not only spread throughout the imperial palace, but even the court and the public were alarmed by it.

Even Wei Zhongxian, the admiral of Dongchang, who usually lives in a simple place because of his old age, came here in a sedan chair.

He stopped Wang Chengen and asked:

"Why did you come here? My master got angry a few times inside. He said that if he couldn't find the imperial doctor again, he would go to the imperial hospital himself."

"Meet the governor..."

Wang Chengen's face changed, Wei Zhongxian hadn't arrived when he left, and he didn't expect that he had been here for a while when he came back, so he hurriedly saluted.

"That's enough, that's enough, the ceremony will be avoided." Wei Zhongxian seemed a little impatient, and lost the calm style of the past.

In fact, the fate of the prince is related to the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty, and even more related to the wealth and life of his old Wei.

If the prince is good, he or his successor will have a chance to ask for a good job with the next emperor.

No matter how bad it is, it will not be so bad that people will leave the tea, and Emperor Tianqi will drive the crane west, and he will be liquidated and wiped out.

Not only Zhu Youxiao was concerned about the matter of the prince, but Wei Zhongxian was also very concerned.

The Ke family who was in the palace before was not very concerned, holding the rights bestowed by the emperor in his hands, and only cared about enjoying it.

However, although the Ke family was expelled from the palace, the emperor did not liquidate her. Right now she is doing a small business in the capital, and she is doing well.

Wei Zhongxian raised his eyes and found that the imperial doctor was still reeking of alcohol.

"What kind of person did you bring here, the imperial doctor who treats the prince, how could he be a drunkard?" Wei Zhongxian was almost angry and slapped Wang Chengen directly on the spot. Thinking about this occasion, he held back.

"Hurry up and go back and find another one, and ask the court envoy Zheng Yanjin to come over directly!"

Wang Chengen glanced at the imperial doctor Lai Guangming who was swaying behind him, as if he was about to fall down at any time, and said in a low voice:

"It's not that the Duke is ignorant, the envoy Zheng Yuan doesn't know medical skills..."

Wei Zhongxian slapped his forehead and said:

"I'm anxious, I forgot about this."

"Then look for..." For a while, Wei Zhongxian didn't remember how many reliable imperial doctors who were proficient in medical skills were in the Tai Hospital.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Gao Shirang, Yao Wenwei, and Min Sanjiu, don't they have some reputation among the people?"

"Get them all!"

Wang Chengen immediately called Qu, "Grand Du, it's not that you didn't call. One of these three is bedridden at home, one's mother just died, and one resigned as an official a few days ago."

"Call the rest now, I'm afraid His Majesty will..."

"Look at this group of good imperial doctors raised by the imperial court. The royal family has something to do, and each one hides faster than the other!" Wei Zhongxian almost scolded his mother, but fortunately he held back.

He rolled his eyes, looked at the idle doctor in front of him, and asked again: "Is this person reliable?"

"It's okay if you don't have the skills, you can't add chaos."

Wang Chengen naturally understood Wei Zhongxian's meaning. At this moment, everything should not be sloppy, especially the imperial doctor who treated the prince, even if he was not his own, he could not be a member of the Donglin Party or civil servants.

This point, Wang Chengen can guarantee, immediately said:

"Don't worry, duke. This servant will guarantee with his head that this man has no roots and no fate. He is a wandering doctor from the Shu region. He has no background and will not cause any problems."

"What, you were born as a traveling doctor?" Wei Zhongxian was taken aback, looking at Emperor Tianqi who was pacing back and forth inside, he still gritted his teeth and said:

"I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Send him in first to deal with it. I will go to the Tai Hospital in person and call a few more."

"This gang of immortal things, I have to personally meet them!"

……

"Master, the imperial doctor is here!"

Zhu Youzheng was thinking that he should go to the imperial hospital, and drag those idle imperial doctors to Kunning Palace to treat his son.

Seeing Wang Chengen running over, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still ugly, and he said:

"Call him in."

"Lai Guangming, the imperial doctor of Chentai Hospital, please see Your Majesty, Long Live, Long Live! See Your Majesty, Your Highness!"

As soon as Lai Guangming entered the Kunning Palace, he bowed down, and the wine bottle in his hand disappeared at some point.

After all, you are Mianjun, how many times can you have in your life?

Now he is exceptionally sober.

But Zhu Youxiao didn't believe him very much, and the imperial doctor reeked of alcohol as soon as he opened his mouth.

The Kunning Palace is the empress' sleeping place, and it has never smelled so much of alcohol.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, even though she was burning with anxiety, she didn't say much, just waiting for the emperor's intention.

Zhu Youxiao didn't respond, and said angrily:

"Wang Chengen, is this the imperial doctor you have found for me?"

Wang Chengen quickly knelt down, "Your Majesty, the servants are incompetent, the imperial doctors are all trying to evade, the servants really can't move!"

"A bunch of bastards, I understand that I have raised them for so many years." Zhu Youxiao's murderous heart stopped, but he still didn't reveal too much in front of his wife and children.

Since he had passed the East Factory barrier, the imperial doctor's safety must be guaranteed, but he didn't know if he was capable.

Zhu Youjiao was thinking about it, but Zhang Yan persuaded softly: "Your Majesty, you are here, let him try."

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao's expression softened a little, and he said to his subordinates: "Get up, just listen to what the queen said, and diagnose the prince's pulse."

Prince.

Everyone around listened carefully to this sentence.

Suddenly, in the peaceful Kunning Palace, there were many turbulent waves hidden.

It is a momentous event to appoint a crown prince.

Since the emperor said this, he planned to appoint a crown prince, although Zhu Ciran, the eldest son of the middle palace, was appointed as the prince of the current dynasty to inherit the great line is a certainty.