Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

There was only one meaning behind the words, it was a done deal, Xiao Chong didn't deserve to die in the first place, but now he couldn't escape the knife!

Hearing Cheng Wei's words, Ning Fan's heart suddenly dropped.

This is cruel politics.

That may all be true, but someone has to pay the price.

Xiao Chong's fault was not in the border incident, but in the fact that he held military power and the arrogant generals under his command made the court fearful.

"Mr. Cheng Ge, based on my opinion of General Xiao, he should be a pure warrior who is dedicated to serving the country! Besides, if there is no General Xiao, if the Huns go south, who can stop us in Dakang?"

Ning Fan pointed directly to the most important node.

Sure enough, Cheng Wei hesitated.

There was also a bit more uncertainty in his expression.

"Mr. Cheng Ge, this matter involves a lot. If you make an inadvertent decision, it will ruin our great prosperity. You must be cautious."

Ning Fan said sincerely.

"Even if Xiao Chong is not guilty of the death penalty, he will still be demoted to a commoner!"

Cheng Wei's tone finally relaxed a little.

But this result is not what Ning Fan needs.

What he wants is a general who holds great power and can support him in the future, Ning Fan.

If Xiao Chong was ignored by the court and had his military power taken away, then whose hands would the military power fall into?

The ending is self-evident.

"Mr. Cheng Ge, I have always thought that General Xiao, like you, is a good official who serves the court and the people of Li! He has been an official in the same court for decades, don't you still understand his character?"

Ning Fan was unwilling to give in and continued.

At this time, Cheng Wei's face showed a hint of impatience: "Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, your Majesty has handed over to the cabinet for discussion at this time, and I cannot control it by myself."

When Ning Fan heard what Cheng Wei said, he already understood the other party's attitude. This was an obvious refusal.

To say any more would be to humiliate oneself.

Although he was unwilling to do so, Ning Fan still planned to go back first and think of a solution later.

Just when Ning Fan was about to stand up and say goodbye, there was suddenly a burst of noise outside.

"Master, the young master has fainted..."

A servant ran in in a panic and fell to his knees on the ground.

Ning Fan was surprised for a moment, what happened to Mr. Cheng?

When Cheng Wei heard that his son was in trouble, he stopped caring about Ning Fan. He stood up and walked out.

Ning Fan followed him to the courtyard and saw a group of servants carrying a young man noisily.

The young man's face was sallow and his body was thin. He had his eyes closed and fell into a coma.

"Please call the doctor quickly."

When Cheng Wei saw his son unconscious, his face turned pale with distress.

Several people pinched him and tossed him for a while, but they couldn't wake him up.

Ning Fan observed from the side and noticed that Cheng Dong's cheeks were flushed and there was a bandage on his shoulder on Cheng Wei's day, so he guessed whether he had a fever.

Sure enough, I reached out and touched it, and my forehead felt a little hot.

"Mr. Cheng Ge, this is a febrile convulsion. Your son has a high fever! Get some warm water to cool down quickly."

Ning Fan quickly said to Cheng Wei.

Several servants looked at Ning Fan in confusion. Cheng Wei frowned slightly and shouted at the servants: "Hurry up and go!"

Ning Fan slowly untied Cheng Dong's gauze, and a white wound appeared in front of him.

Ning Fan immediately smelled a foul smell in his nose, which was the smell of rotting meat.

Looking at the white bones and the yellowish water, Ning Fan's eyes widened in shock.

The dignified elder's son was injured but was not treated, so that his flesh rotted...

"Mr. Cheng Ge, the wound is infected. If it is not debrided and disinfected in time, it may be life-threatening!"

Ning Fan looked shocked.

"Quinzi was injured on the northwest front, and it has been more than a month since he came back to recuperate! However, the wound has never healed, and it is gradually showing signs of decay..."

Cheng Wei looked worried, but he didn't take Ning Fan's words to heart.

So many doctors came to see them and were helpless. What could Ning Fan, a dandy prince, do?

Several servants brought warm water to wipe Cheng Dong. Not long after, Cheng Dong woke up faintly.

Seeing that Ning Fan's method worked, Cheng Wei finally paid more attention to Ning Fan's words.

"Your Highness, Sixth Prince, do you still know medical skills?"

Cheng Wei looked at Ning Fan expectantly.

"I just like to read medical books in my spare time and understand a little bit."

Ning Fan was thinking about how to cure Cheng Dong, and when he heard Cheng Wei ask, he hesitated.

Hearing that Ning Fan only had a vague understanding, Cheng Wei's face lost all hope and showed a cold expression.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, the dog's condition has been good and bad. I really can't get away..."

Considering the status of Prince Ning Fan, Cheng Wei could only express his intention to see off the guests in a tactful way.

Ning Fan nodded: "Mr. Cheng Ge, I'm afraid your son's condition will continue to be hot! It's best to find a doctor to cut out the carrion and completely clean the wound, and then disinfect it with strong alcohol."

"What His Highness said is absolutely true, but I have tried all possible methods, including cleaning the wounds with strong liquor many times, but unfortunately the results have been little..."

Cheng Wei said helplessly.

Ning Fan immediately understood that the level of disinfection in this era was far from reaching the level of later generations.

A bottle of iodophor in later generations is king now.

Spirits can kill bacteria, but the spirits of this era are actually not that strong. Due to the lack of purification and distillation technology, it is difficult to purify alcohol to about 75 degrees for disinfection.

After leaving the Cheng family, Ning Fan suddenly became enlightened.

How to make Cheng Wei like me?

Now, an opportunity is coming to your door.

If Cheng Dong can be cured and his life saved, then Cheng Wei owes him a favor. When the time comes to ask him to let Xiao Chong go, Cheng Wei will definitely not refuse.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan felt happy.

"Ergou, let's not go back yet, let's go buy some wine."

Ning Fan gave orders to Ergou who was driving the carriage.

"Your Highness, why do you suddenly think of drinking?"

Ergou was very confused.

Ning Fan didn't bother to explain and just said: "Stop talking nonsense and buy the strongest wine. I want three big jars!"

Ning Fan bought three jars of ten kilograms of wine.

Before he got home, Ning Fan opened a jar and drank a bowl by himself.

The feeling in the mouth is just not as strong as the wine of later generations!

It tastes like ordinary rice wine, sweet and with a light wine aroma.

"Er Gou, go back. These three jars are not enough. Let's bring in ten more jars!"

Ning Fan immediately ordered Ergou to turn around.

The alcohol content is too low and if the amount is too small, not enough alcohol will be distilled.

After finally buying the wine, Ning Fan took the wine directly to the other courtyard.

When they heard that Ning Fan was going to boil the wine to purify it, several blacksmiths looked confused, wondering what Ning Fan meant.

"Don't worry about it, help me make a pot first, like this..."