I'm really not the carpenter emperor

When Zhu Youxiao started, the first sentence was: "Your empress, all the concubines have worked hard for me recently, Wei Zhongxian, how is the government?"

Seeing that the emperor's first words were state affairs, Zhang Yan frowned, hesitated again and again, and said, "Master, you still have to take care of the dragon's body."

"The concubine knows that state affairs are the most important thing, but without you, wouldn't all this be gone?"

Zhu Youxiao was taken aback for a moment, but this reminded him.

Then he smiled and said: "The queen's words are reasonable, I will remember, I will take care of my body in the future, and keep fit."

Seeing the emperor who was once able to mount a horse and kill the enemy, but became weak like this a few years later, Zhang Yan really felt sorry for him.

But she also knew that now Daming couldn't do without the emperor everywhere.

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said: "Returning to the emperor, Sun Chuanting was ambushed by bandits more than once on the way to Jinling to take office."

"If it weren't for his Qin army's bravery and skill in fighting, I'm afraid he would have succeeded for those people."

"Hmph, bandits?" Zhu Youxiao sneered, took the medicinal soup, drank it in a few sips, and handed it back to the imperial physician, "I see, some people are afraid that after he arrives in Jinling, they will check their old background, right?"

"Your Dongchang has developed in Jiangnan for many years, and it should come in handy. You must do your best to assist Sun Chuanting. Sometimes it is not convenient for him to do it, so you can do it yourself."

Wei Zhongxian nodded, and said: "The servants and servants understand what the emperor said, please continue to rest, take care of the dragon's body."

Zhu Youxiao sighed: "I can't rest assured. In the past two days, Xinuang Pavilion has accumulated a lot of memorials, right? They have all been moved to Qianqing Palace. Let me take a look."

Wei Zhongxian glanced helplessly at Zhang Yan, and after getting the latter's equally helpless permission, he cautiously exited the Qianqing Palace.

The other three concubines withdrew respectively, while Zhang Yan leaned gently on Zhu Youxiao's lap, tears soaking the quilt inadvertently.

Not long after, there were hundreds of memorials and notes brought in by the eunuchs of the ceremonial supervisors, and they were still being brought in continuously.

Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, but Zhu Youxiao was used to it.

When I was in shock, I suddenly heard Zhu Youxiao's soft voice: "Zhuzhu, I have a headache and I can't concentrate. Come and read to me."

Zhang Yan raised her face, but saw that the pear blossoms were already raining, she nodded slightly.

"The governor of Shanxi heard the holy hearing. The locust plague spreads in many places in Shanxi, and the people have no crops. I implore the court to help the victims..."

Zhu Youxiao said weakly: "Zunzuo, the Ministry of Households will allocate 300 million taels of silver, and Jinyiwei will supervise it."

"The Chechen Ministry was attacked by hundreds of people from Tsarist Russia and suffered heavy losses. Chechen Khan Wang Shuolei sent envoys to Beijing to ask for reinforcements."

Zhu Youxiao said: "I am not in good health, so let the British Duke Zhang Weixian, on my behalf, discuss with the envoy about dispatching troops, and repay me."

Chapter 965 The emperor is seriously ill

The empress ordered that the ladies of the palace got a few pots of jasmine that had just spruced up from somewhere, and arranged them in the Qianqing Palace.

The ivory white flowers look like a beauty with light makeup and a chic outfit, which should have complemented each other in the hot weather at the end of June.

Even Zhu Youxiao, who was lying on the couch with a weak look, was rarely energetic, and said with a smile:

"Smelling this fragrance can relieve my irritability. The queen has a heart."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan immediately rushed to the couch with tears on her face, "Your Majesty, you are awake."

Zhu Youxiao nodded, got up slightly and leaned on the couch, "Let them all come in, I'm feeling better."

It was said that the imperial physicians who had been waiting outside the Qianqing Palace came in in twos and gathered around the dragon bed to care about the emperor's condition.

"Your Majesty came in with insomnia and night sweats, and didn't want to eat or drink. You still need to pay attention to recuperating." The imperial physician said, she hesitated to speak, keeping her secret.

Zhu Youxiao naturally knew his body, and didn't embarrass them. He just smiled and waved:

"Go out, I want to sleep for a while, and the memorial will be refuted by Ying Gong, Wei Zhongxian and the military computer room."

"But Your Majesty..." The ministers around seemed to have something to say, but Zhu Youxiao choked back with a single sentence, "I'm tired, please step back."

Hearing this, the officials looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to question the emperor's authority, even if he was seriously ill.

After the officials retreated, Zhang Yan walked out with Wu Youke from the Imperial Hospital, and asked, "Dr. Wu, how is your majesty's condition?"

She had a worried look on her face, so it was natural to see that Wu Youke must have said nothing with the precaution and vigilance on his face in the Qianqing Palace just now.

"Your Majesty...some words..."

Zhang Yan sighed, "Just say what you have to say, I know His Majesty's temper, if you tell the truth, he won't blame you."

Wu Youke had no choice but to put his ear up, but before reaching Zhang Yan's ear, he whispered: "I think your Majesty is pretending to be sick!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan immediately widened her eyes, shunned all the people around her, and brought Wu Youke to the side hall of Qianqing Palace.

After a short while and taking a few breaths, he asked, "How did you judge?"

"Your Majesty Chen Guan, although the lips are pale, but the inside is rosy, it looks like a terminal illness, but in fact it is a dragon and a tiger!"

When Zhang Yan heard this, she also began to think.

When Jing Wu said this again, she also felt a little strange. The emperor was still alive and kicking a few days ago, but why he suddenly became so weak.

Moreover, during the Qianqing Palace, all the imperial doctors kept secrets, but no one diagnosed the actual disease.From this point of view, what Wu Youke said made some sense.

Zhang Yan sat there thoughtfully, judging from the nature of the emperor, this kind of thing could really be done.

But the question is, why?

Wu Youke withdrew at this moment, but Zhang Yan just happened to see that the imperial physicians who had just come to the Qianqing Palace to diagnose illnesses all retreated one by one.

Right now, the imperial physicians in the palace are all from humble backgrounds. They have no foundation in the court other than curing diseases and saving lives. A single wave can shatter their bones.

The safety of the emperor in front of them will naturally make them pay special attention.

But even these imperial physicians hurriedly left the palace, which is a place of right and wrong, after finishing their errands, which is very telling.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan finally felt a little more at ease.

She returned to Qianqing Palace, and asked the Crown Prince Zhu Ciran who was busy walking around: "Ran'er, Your Majesty is not feeling well, what is the reason? What prescription did Imperial Doctor Wei prescribe?"

Doctor Wei is now the envoy of the Imperial Hospital. What he said naturally represents the opinion of the Imperial Hospital on this matter.

Zhu Ciran took a sip of water, and didn't see any sign of worrying about his father. After listening to Zhang Yan's series of questions calmly, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Medicine? No medicine prescribed."

At this time Zhu Youxiao had already got up, sitting in a place in the Qianqing Palace where few people had been, wearing only a thin shirt, lazily flipping through books.

Zhu Youxiao likes to read scriptures and history, and he has almost read all the books in the Imperial Palace's private collection and the Wenyuan Pavilion in these years.

Right now, there is a plaque on the Wenyuan Pavilion that reads "Secret area, no unauthorized entry, and offenders will be punished!" Zhu Youxiao personally ordered it to be hung up.

The ancestral system was ripped apart fearlessly and disdainfully by Zhu Youxiao, and thrown into the wind of Beijing city.

For Zhu Youxiao, the ancestral system can only be violated when it is beneficial to him. At other times, it is not even as good as Zhang Yan's coquettish words in his arms.

At this time, Zhang Yan also understood that she seemed to be the only one in the dark about the whole matter.

She nodded Zhu Ciran's little nose that was holding back a smile, and said, "You brat, you won't even tell your mother?"

Zhu Ciran groaned, stepped aside, and said with a smile: "Isn't that all ordered by the emperor! Empress, I have been wronged!"

"Let's play!" Zhang Yan winked at him, a heart that had been hanging for several days finally fell to the ground.

Zhu Youxiao put down the book and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, the queen. If I told you, how could it still have the current effect?"

Zhu Youxiao's eyes fell from the book to the imperial concubine's face. Although they were old couples, Zhang Yan's cheeks blushed instantly because of the emperor's seldom watching.

A pair of lotus root arms loomed between the white gauze, Zhu Youxiao stared blankly at her skin, and a few frivolous words appeared in his mind.

He pulled the stool to his side and asked Zhang Yan to sit beside him. The latter looked at the emperor's eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, you look pretty good. Even I believe it these days."

Zhu Youxiao suddenly coughed a few times, causing Zhang Yan to frown and ask, "What's wrong with you, my lord?"

Zhu Youxiao smiled so much that Zhang Yan could see the malicious teasing behind the smile.

Shaoqing, Zhu Youxiao leaned over, and said softly beside her: "You know the properties of medicine, then you come and tell me, velvet antler, Eucommia, wolfberry, the imperial doctor prescribed these medicines for me."

"Tell me, where is my illness?"

Zhang Yan has a little understanding of medical skills, so she naturally understands that without exception, these few medicinal materials have the effect of nourishing Yuanyang and benefiting essence and blood.

Immediately, her face flushed red, and she faltered and couldn't speak.

Zhu Youxiao laughed louder, put his forehead on her shoulder, and teased his wife in front of him: "I told them that I will be prescribed this prescription tonight."

Zhang Yanxing stared at him, feigned anger and pushed him away, and replied angrily: "Your Majesty is seriously ill, especially the dragon body, so let's sleep separately tonight!"

"I'm joking..." Zhu Youxiao won the essence of coaxing girls in later generations, tugged at her sleeves, and said tenderly: "I still owe one thing in this life, and I want to think about it after tossing and turning."

Zhang Yan turned her back to him, her tiger teeth tried to bite the uncontrollable smile on her upper lip, but in the end it failed and she covered her mouth and laughed.

But in the military computer room, there was no laughter like the Qing Palace.

The six ministers and the ministers of the cabinet all gathered here to discuss how to proceed with military and state affairs after the emperor was seriously ill.

Chapter 966 She Has to Die

"Your Majesty has been seriously ill for several days, and the state affairs are onerous, so please tell me what to do." Wei Guangwei, the chief assistant of the cabinet, looked around the hall and said.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one expected that the always healthy emperor would suddenly become seriously ill.

Daming saw that he was about to get better, could it be that he was really dead?

As early as five days ago, the news of Emperor Tianqi's illness came out, and Wei Guangwei, the chief assistant of the cabinet, and Wei Zhongxian, the chief minister of ceremonies, ordered the Maoqin Hall and the cabinet signing room to be sealed off.

Every time there is a political discussion, the important ministers who come to discuss the political affairs must enter alone, but Wei Zhongxian is not like this.

Wei Zhongxian was illiterate, so he often ordered all the relatives of Dongchang and Lijian to come in and out with him because of his lack of knowledge.

In the early years, when Zhu Youxiao first ascended the Great Treasure, there were Donglin civil servants who advised him that "the rules are completely ruined, and everything is mediocre".

But at that time, Zhu Youxiao promoted Wei Zhongxian to deal with Donglin civil servants in order to stabilize the government. He didn't ask about such things at all.

The current situation is exactly the same as after the Taichang Hongwan case, but Wei Zhongxian's power is even greater. Although the important officials of the Tianqi Dynasty saw this behavior, no one stopped it.

Behind the screen, Zhu Youxiao listened to the government report on the words and deeds of his trusted ministers, and his face was constantly changing.

Zhu Youxiao was silent for a moment, and said to the side: "The news spread out, saying that I was ill and could not go out, and asked the British Duke Zhang Weixian to sacrifice to the Taimiao."

When the news reached the signing room, everyone was even more frightened.

Right now, the Eunuch Party is deeply entrenched in the court. Although Wen Tiren has joined the cabinet and the Zhejiang Party has followed suit, it cannot shake the Eunuch Party's dominance in the court.

The news of the emperor's distress came out, and the members of the eunuch party were also ready to move. Before Wei Zhongxian could say anything, Feng Quan, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, said:

"Ministry, it has been ten years since the Apocalypse Dynasty, and this is the first time His Majesty ordered the British prince to offer sacrifices to the Taimiao. I'm afraid..."

As soon as Feng Quan's words fell, all the important officials in the signing room focused their attention.

Feng Quan wanted to speak more bluntly, he asked for instructions: "Wei Gong, there is an old man in the cabinet to help us keep an eye on the government, so you can rest assured outside."

"But paper can't contain the fire after all, so it's better to plan ahead."

The British public Zhang Weixian was taken aback, his mouth opened, but he was unable to speak, and the first assistant Wei Guangwei also moved his eyes slightly, thinking whether it is necessary to fight against Wei Zhongxian at this time.

All the important ministers could hear the tentative meaning in Feng Quan's words, but no one dared to stand up and question Wei Zhongxian's authority at this time.

The Cabinet Vice-Auxiliary Wang Zaijin just rushed back from Nanjing yesterday, and when he heard the words, he shouted, "Feng Quan, you are presumptuous!"

"Your Majesty is just a weak dragon. What is your intention when you say such things now?"

Wen Tiren also sneered, "Even if what Feng Butang said is true, your majesty will take time to follow in the footsteps of the late emperor, but this dynasty is not without successors!"

"The current crown prince has been out of the cabinet for seven years, and he already has the ability to handle government affairs. At that time, what else can he plan besides welcoming the crown prince?"

"Could it be that you, a member of the Wei party, know that the crown prince doesn't like eunuchs, and want to usurp the throne?"

Feng Quan was speaking for himself. Whether Wei Zhongxian had this intention or not, he hadn't made up his mind yet, but Wen Tiren's insinuating scolding made him feel unwilling.

He said: "Back then when the late emperor was put to death by that Taoist priest, none of you saw any hindsight. Now you jump out and act like an afterthought. Are you ashamed?"

Hu Shiguang and Xu Weijing, cabinet scholars, looked at each other without saying anything, and walked away without helping each other.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youxiao leaned on the seat, listening to the disputes in the signing room, his face was full of disappointment, listening to the judges report one sentence at a time.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Did Zhang Weixian say nothing?"

Qiao Shi nodded, and said very positively: "From the beginning to the end, the British public did not say a word, and the young ones dare not lie!"

"Okay, you guys go down." Zhu Youxiao waved his hand, and now he is extremely disappointed with Zhang Weixian.

In the current situation, the British Duke Zhang Weixian, as the head of the nobles in the north and the south, holds the real power of the three camps and can influence the court situation.

But he chose not to say a word, which was a waste of the grace of God.