Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 558 When the king worries about the humiliation of his ministers

   Li Chaoxian was smiling.

   Actually... not feeling sad at all.

   In other words, the uncle's words did not give him the slightest sense of disobedience.

  This is Uncle Shi, the original recipe, the original taste.

  He hurriedly bowed down, sincerely and fearfully: "Yes, Xiaodao talked nonsense and made Master angry. Thirty thousand taels of silver will be delivered tomorrow. Master, don't be angry. If you get angry because of this, Xiaodao will never die."

  Fang Jifan regretted it.

   This guy has indeed made a fortune. If he had known this, he should have opened his mouth like a lion. He didn't even bat an eyebrow at 30,000 taels of silver.

  In the afternoon, Li Chaoxian had to catch up with a religious ceremony, so he stayed at Fang's house at noon to eat some pastries with Fang Jifan, and then hurried away.

  Before leaving, he gave Fang Jifan a solemn salute: "Is there any order for Master?"

  Fang Jifan waved his hand: "Get lost."

   Li Chaoxian was happy.

I haven't heard this sound of rolling for many days. It is kind and natural. To be honest, these days I am busy with my career, no, I am busy with saving the dead, and offering sacrifices to ancestors for the nobles. Li Chaoxian is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground. , I really don’t have the time to come to visit, people always feel empty in their hearts when they are running around outside, as if something is missing, what is missing?

Today, when he heard the clear rolling characters, Li Chaoxian remembered that this character was missing. Hearing this, he felt comfortable, and immediately injected new energy into his tired body. He saluted deeply , Reluctantly said: "Master, take your leave."

   There are also disadvantages for former students and former officials.

  On the first day of the Lunar New Year, one after another, former students and old officials came to visit. It was really annoying. Fang Jifan's patience had been completely worn out.

  This year, there is no way to pass it.

   Finally passed the sixteenth, but there was news from the palace that His Majesty was in a dragon body and felt a little unwell.

   No wonder Zhu Houzhao was nowhere to be seen these days, and Fang Jifan was still muttering what happened.

He suddenly thought that Emperor Hongzhi died in the eighteenth year of Hongzhi, but by the sixteenth year of Hongzhi, his body had begun to weaken. According to historical data, Emperor Hongzhi rarely summoned ministers since the sixteenth year. , Did Emperor Hongzhi begin to indulge in some indescribable entertainment in the palace in his later years, and began to relax.

These rumors and rumors are actually understandable. The emperor suddenly stopped seeing his foreign ministers, and the general affairs were handed over to others. Moreover, Emperor Hongzhi is now in his thirties and is in his prime. Why is it suddenly like this? .

   It was not until the seventeenth year of Hongzhi that people realized that the emperor was in poor health. In the eighteenth year, he died. During these two years, Emperor Hongzhi spent almost all of his illness.

  Fang Jifan heard the news that the dragon was in poor health, so he asked for an audience.

  However, he did not get permission from the palace, so he was ordered to assist the prince and act as an agent for the affairs of the town government.

There was no other way, Fang Jifan had no choice but to find Ouyang Zhi. Ouyang Zhi was accompanying the Imperial Academy. His Majesty was not in good health at this time, and he needed to accompany His Majesty at all times. For record purpose.

Ouyang Zhi stared at his teacher, and nodded towards Fang Jifan: "Yes, teacher, Your Majesty has been in poor health recently, barely able to see things, and is usually exhausted. His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince and the Princess, are now by the emperor's side. The imperial physicians have used many medicines, but nothing has improved."

  Fang Jifan couldn't help sighing: "What are the symptoms of His Majesty's illness?"

"Swelling pain in the abdomen, slight heat, no appetite at all..." Ouyang Zhi was silent for a moment: "The diagnosis of the imperial doctor varies from person to person. Some say it's a cold, some say it's a disease from the sky, and some say... Your Majesty …kidney…"

   "Kidney deficiency?"

  Fang Jifan took a deep breath, which is not bad.

  Your Majesty only has one wife, and no concubine, so will your kidneys be bad?

  However, judging from Ouyang Zhi's description, it sounds...it sounds like...like...appendicitis?

   It is true that many of the symptoms are correct, and Fang Jifan is not sure.

If it's appendicitis, it's a bit confusing. In this era, appendicitis is called "Tianyu disease" or "intestinal paralysis". To put it bluntly, "Cut it off, it won't hurt anymore".

  But in this era, people can't cut this thing at all. If it doesn't cut it, if it stays in the belly, it can only be left to fester and swell, causing all kinds of terrible diseases until death.

   This is almost like a terminal illness, and I can only wait to die.

  Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "Go and check again, and listen to the results of the consultation with the doctors. If you have any symptoms, you must report them at any time."

  Ouyang Zhi nodded and saluted: "The student understands."

  Fang Jifan sighed in his heart.

   Is it really appendicitis?

   But how to treat appendicitis.

  Surgery...

very scary.

   Shaking his head, it's better not to act rashly at this time, it's still early, this waist will still hurt for a year or so before it will really kill His Majesty.

  The hidden things in the inner palace have not been spread outside the palace for the time being. Everyone just discovered that His Majesty has almost started to hide it.

   This is the same as the former emperor of Chenghua who hid in the deep palace and asked for medicine during the Chenghua period, giving people an unpleasant memory.

  Chun Wei... is coming in a blink of an eye.

Fang Jifan also spent a lot of time for this spring, the crown prince is nowhere to be seen now, Fang Jifan wanted to cure His Majesty's illness, but he didn't dare. Whose is it?

   We can only wait for changes, and then look at the situation.

  Cabinet scholar Xie Qian presided over the current imperial examination.

   On the 15th day of February, he entered the Gongyuan.

   At this time, people no longer pay attention to the affairs of the palace.

It is said that a few days ago, His Majesty still summoned Xie Qian, and Xie Qian observed His Majesty, and His Majesty seemed a little weak, but when he saw Xie Qian, he was in good spirits. He asked about the imperial examination and asked Xie Qian to choose the good one. Talent, to fill the temple, and then a few words of praise and encouragement.

   When Xie Qian was about to leave, he saw Emperor Hongzhi's slightly sad eyes.

  Xie Qian's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly, for no reason, he burst into tears, and bowed down again: "Is your majesty not in good health?"

  This sentence is extremely inappropriate. It's okay for Fang Jifan, a mentally ill boy to ask casually, but Xie Qian, as a veteran, shouldn't ask such a question.

   Not to mention that foreign ministers should not inquire about His Majesty's physical condition, because this may cause unnecessary doubts and suspicions. People who don't know may think that you are trying to cause trouble.

  But Xie Qian still asked.

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time, and said: "You are a virtuous man, and I entrust my humerus with a heavy responsibility. You must not slack off, just use your life well."

   Did not get an answer.

   This made Xie Qian even more depressed. He knew that if His Majesty was just suffering from a common illness, this would not be the case.

   After receiving the mission, after arriving at the Gongyuan, he personally led the examiners to visit the portrait of the saint in Minglun Hall. Xie Qian settled down and stopped thinking about it.

Candidates from all prefectures and counties in the world have arrived. People have a lot of criticisms about the imperial examination this time. Some of them secretly point the finger at Xishan Academy, thinking that Xishan Academy does not learn Cheng Zhu. This stereotyped essay, after all, can do it out?

  Amidst all the discussions, the fifteen candidates of Xishan Academy are already gearing up.

   February 22, early morning.

  Liu Jie led fourteen juniors, and showed up at Fang's house early in the morning with a test basket.

They set off from Xishan Academy and didn't go home. After preparing for the exam, they went to Fang's house together. They heard that Master was still asleep and didn't get up. Liu Jie and others didn't dare to bother them, so they went together Outside the Fangjiayi gate, he bowed down and thanked the teacher, then Liu Jie got up and led all the juniors to the Gongyuan.

  But it's on the corner of the street not far from Fang's house.

  In the early morning, before dawn, under the sky like thick ink, a sedan chair was parked in an inconspicuous corner.

  The curtain of the car was lifted by a corner, just in time to see a group of candidates coming from the street passing by.

  The person sitting in the sedan chair stared deeply, and then sighed.

  Liu Jian didn't sleep all night, and waited in this sedan chair for a whole night.

He knew that his son started from Xishan Academy, and it was impossible for him to take his classmates home to meet him, but he and his classmates would definitely thank the teacher when they passed by Fang's house, so on this necessary road, Liu Jian waited all night.

  He didn't get out of the sedan chair, but looked at Liu Jie talking to his classmates in a high-spirited manner under the dim street corner lights, and hurried past the sedan chair.

  Liu Jian's heart... suddenly warmed up, warmer than a sweater covering his body.

When the people had gone away, Liu Jian was still sitting in the sedan chair, as if thinking about something, thinking about Liu Jie since he was born, thinking about his babbling, thinking about his toddler, thinking about how he once Young and frivolous, he has experienced repeated blows, and then recovered...

  All these piles, one after another, like a slide show, freezes into pictures, but rotates quickly in Liu Jian's mind.

  Liu Jian smiled slightly and let out a sigh of relief.

   "Master, you haven't slept all night, you should go home and have a rest." The bearer whispered.

  Liu Jian sat in the sedan chair and stroked his beard: "Go to the palace, it's getting late, go to the palace and go on duty."

"But…"

   "Your Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition now..." Liu Jian sighed: "When the king is worried about the humiliation of his ministers, how can he be late? There are still many memorials in the cabinet, waiting for the old man to act, let's go."

  The bearer didn't dare to persuade any more, so the sedan chair got up.

   While Liu Jian was sitting in the sedan chair, his heart was full of hope for his son, but also worried about the palace. The relationship between him and His Majesty is extraordinary. Now, His Majesty is ill, and I am not a doctor, so I cannot treat His Majesty. The only thing I can do is to use this useless body to try my best to share some state affairs for Your Majesty.

  ………

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  (end of this chapter)