Imperial City

The emperor replied: "The grandson knows that the Dachu River and Mountains are protected by the grandson all his life. The grandson once swore in front of the father's bed that the grandson would never dare to make fun of the world. A slave is a slave. Grandma, you can rest assured."

How could a man who killed his own father swear an oath before his father's dying bed? The emperor's words were just to appease his grandmother.

The young and promising emperor made a vow, and at this moment he is also firm. The servant must not be compared with Jiangshan, how could he have thought that after many years, he would also be tired of Jinxiu Jiangshan.

I want to abandon it several times, but I only hope that the same slave will be ordinary and taste the ordinary tastes of the world.

The grandparents and grandchildren in Shoukang Palace talked for a long time because of Wei Qi, and finally the empress dowager compromised.

Even the highest-ranking ancestors in the palace couldn't get rid of him, and the women living in the East and West Twelve Palaces could only hide their restless thoughts and wait for the Holy Majesty to dislike him.

The royal driver left, and the imperial guards withdrew.

The Empress Dowager collapsed on Luo Han's bed, she said to Nanny Luo: "The emperor has grown up, and he doesn't want to listen to Ai's advice anymore."

"Old Ancestor, this old slave has the guts to say that the Holy One has ruled the world for four years, and he is decisive again."

The implication is that the emperor is domineering, and he can no longer tolerate other people's finger pointing.

The empress dowager didn't know it, but in her heart the emperor was always a child who needed to be taken care of by herself, and she had to worry about him from time to time to protect him from harm.

She let out a long sigh.

"The Ai family knows, but they can't feel at ease.

Aijia had dreamed twice recently that the emperor finally fell on Wei Qi and lost the great Chu country.

It's just that the emperor likes it. Ai's family is really old and useless. "

Nanny Luo helped Wei Qi and said a few words: "Old ancestor, why do you need to worry, dreams are just dreams, our sage is very wise, and you raised him with your own hands.

No matter how Wei Qi pleases him, the Holy Majesty will never be fooled by him and ignore his great cause. "

She rubbed the ancestor's shoulders, "Besides, that boy Wei Qi is not someone who hides evil intentions and dares to harm others, he has a pure nature and has been by your side for four years, and you know it.

How could a child who dare not kill even a bird harm the Holy One. "

"The mourning family is not afraid that he will hurt the emperor, the mourning family is afraid that the emperor will fall into love|love, neglect political affairs, and hinder the royal heirs."

The Empress Dowager suffered from headaches, her well-maintained fingers were still slender, but the skin that covered her bones was wrinkled.

People are getting old, and when they get old, they can't bear big things.

"Aijia is really old."

"Old Ancestor, you only need to take care of yourself for the rest of your life, and this old slave sees that the Holy Majesty has not neglected the masters of the harem.

A few days ago, the Mongolian woman of the foreign ethnicity, the Holy One, liked it very much. I reckoned that it was just to suit Wei Qi's heart, trying to make it fresh and adjust the taste. "

A year ago, everyone thought it was a novelty, but after a year, the novelty has not faded away, few people in the palace believed it anymore, they only thought that Wei Qixing might have cast his mind on the Holy One, who raised him like a master and concubine. That's all.

But the emperor not only raised Wei Qi like a concubine.

He also wanted someone to take over Anxi's position, so that he could be in charge of the Qing Palace in the future, and together with other chief eunuchs in charge of palace affairs, he would control the slaves in the Forbidden City and manage the family for him.

It's just that this time, the emperor didn't listen to what the ancestors said.

He thought: It's better to just keep them like this, and give less power and wealth.

If you care too much about a slave, if you give him a high position, you may really have trouble.

Yu Jia rushed back to Qianqing Palace in a hurry.

An Xi met him in front of the palace gate.

An interrupted before finishing inviting the emperor, and asked, "How is it?"

Anxi said: "If you go back to the sage, Wu Taiyi, the head of the Taiyuan Hospital, has already seen Wei Qi. He said that Wei Qizhong's poison is a strong arsenic|scent poison. Fortunately, he was rescued early and spit out [-]|[-]% of it. Otherwise, this will happen. It's gone."

His grandmother really thundered means.

"Eight | Ninety percent, the rest is not in the way."

"Responding to your words, Mr. Wu is poisonous | The medicine was taken violently and the dose was high. After a rough inspection, he found out that the throat was hurt, and maybe the spleen and stomach were also damaged. It needs to be taken care of for three or four months, but he just gave another injection. With the decoction down, human life is saved."

The emperor's pace slowed down a bit.

"Are you awake?"

"Returning to you, I haven't woken up yet."

"Where is it placed?"

"Back to..."

"Don't come back and talk nonsense, talk quickly."

"Hey, the slaves placed people in Dongnuan Pavilion."

The emperor went straight to Dongnuan Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Wei Qi lying on the Arhat bed and vomiting.

Thick concoction was spat out from pale lips in streams, the black liquid stained Wei Qi's cheeks, and he twitched as he spat out.

He was lying on his back again, if it wasn't for the eunuch who was guarding the couch with poor hands and eyes, he would have choked to death.

The emperor froze in place and did not dare to approach.

He has seen many people die, beheaded many heads with his own hands, and seen many scenes of blood flowing into rivers.

It can't be said that killing people without blinking an eye, but he never panicked when the sharp blade cut through the human skin and cut into the flesh and bones.

It's just that there are some fears in his mind at this moment, not many are very strong, but they are really rare.

At that moment, what he thought was that this slave should be gone.

Fortunately, Wei Qi calmed down after vomiting.

The servants in the warm pavilion saluted, and the emperor kicked away those who were in the way and walked up to Luohan's bed.

Physician Wu and other imperial physicians knelt by the side to pay their respects.

The emperor looked at Wei Qi, closed his eyes after a few moments, and interrupted in a deep voice, "Look at people first."

"Hey." Imperial Physician Wu lightly lifted Wei Qi's eyelids to look.

"Why is this so? It's not that the Tao is no longer a problem."

"Returning to the Holy One, Eunuch Wei's life is indeed no longer in danger, this decoction is poured in to clear away the poison in the spleen and stomach, and it's not good until you don't vomit.

It's just that I didn't expect the reaction to be so fast and violent. Now it seems that Wei Xiaogong's spleen and stomach are hurt a little bit. "

"How can it be cured? Let's talk about the most important thing." The emperor asked patiently.

"If you go back to the Holy Majesty, you will probably have to use precious stomach-nourishing medicinal materials for the next six months, and every meal should be light. I will make a list of medicinal meals in the meeting, and you can eat it every day."

It's good to be able to take care of it, the emperor is afraid that if he can't take care of it, Wei Qi will have convulsions and vomiting from time to time like before, which is really worrying.

"You work hard, and I will reward you for curing this slave."

"Hey, this slave must do what he has learned in this life, and take the trouble to heal Wei Xiaogong." With such nervousness and concern, I dare not ask for extravagant rewards. I only hope that you will not relegate or chop off the slave's head.

An eunuch brought another decoction to drink, Wei Qi fell into a coma, tossed and tossed for a long time, drank a small part and vomited the most, his chest was also soaked with the decoction, and the Arhat's couch was in a mess.

The emperor frowned and looked upset, then turned and walked towards Xinuang Pavilion.

"Anxi."

"The slave is here."

"Vacate the side hall on the east side, and move Wei Qi there to raise him."

"Whoo."

There is a small gate between the East Side Hall and the East Nuan Pavilion, where Anxi rests in the morning every day on weekdays, waiting for the Holy Spirit to rise, but now it is easy to clean up.

But it only took a moment to move Wei Qi to the side room of the side hall.

The latter vomited twice more, and the eunuchs were prepared and did not panic anymore.

After the fourth dose of medicine, he finally recovered, and the residual poison of Wu Yuan's first path has been cleared. If you take care of him carefully, you may be able to wake up before noon tomorrow.

On the other side, in the Xinuang Pavilion, the emperor lifted his robe and sat on the vermilion rosewood arhat couch. He was so thirsty that he just brought a cup of tea but couldn't drink it.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and I hit the ground again with a bang.

"Your Majesty, calm down, don't spoil the dragon's body."

All the servants knelt down and Anxi persuaded them.

"It's all cut off." The emperor's face was gloomy.

"All those who poured poisoned wine in Shoukang Palace will be chopped down."

"My lord..." Anxi was in a dilemma, they were all from the ancestors.

"The person in front of the ancestor, please think twice, whether you should spare his life. Besides, Wei Qi is fine..."

But the emperor's anger couldn't be dispelled, if Wei Qi'an took good care of these people, they would still be able to escape, but now that people are being tossed into what they are now, he can't bear it.

The old ancestor is a grandmother, so she can't be disobedient, but being a slave is abominable, cruel and merciless, she really deserves to die.

"If you dare to commit murder in Shoukang Palace, how can you forgive me and do it cleanly."

Anxi had no choice but to respond: "Hey."

In the morning of the second day, six servants drowned in the lotus pond near Shoukang Palace.

All the ministers in the court got wind, saying that the remnants of the previous dynasty appeared in Shoukang Palace yesterday, and wanted to harm the ancestors, the emperor personally led the forbidden army to strangle him, captured him and sank him in the lotus pond.

Those who are slaves are always pitiful, and they can't help but obey orders, but they can't escape the wrath of their superiors.

At the end of the day (three o'clock in the afternoon), the emperor was sitting behind the raised table in the inner study, but he didn't know where his heart had gone.

He threw the white jade wolf at him, "Go ahead and have a look."

"Hey." Anxi knew that he was worried.

When we arrived at the east side hall of Yangxin Hall, we happened to meet Wei Qimengma, Xiaoqianzi and others were also in a hurry, and stayed beside him to wipe away his sweat and caress his chest.

It's just that Wei Qi narrowly escaped death this time, he was really frightened, trembling, and couldn't be comforted by anything.

Greetings, everyone, the emperor stepped forward.

Wei Qi's pale and dry lips trembled, but he couldn't make a sound.

His delicate brows were tightly frowned, his whole body was trembling under the brocade quilt, and there were layers of cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

The emperor leaned over and stroked his palm, but it was slightly hot.

He sat sideways on the side of the couch, staring deeply at Wei Qi, unable to tell if it was distress or anger.

After a while, he leaned close to Wei Qi's ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

With a gentle look on his face, except for Anxi, none of the servants in front of the couch had seen him with their heads down.

An Xi was startled, he felt something was wrong, whether the Holy Majesty cared too much about Wei Qi.

The emperor stroked Wei Qi's cheek to comfort him and asked in a low voice: "Where is the imperial doctor Wu?" He was nowhere to be seen before everyone woke up. He said that he could wake up at noon yesterday, but now it's too late.

But after only an hour, the emperor felt something was wrong, as if Wei Qi would never wake up.

"Returning to His Majesty, Mr. Wu went to visit Master Wei half an hour ago. His Excellency said that Mr. Wei needs to rest more and prescribed tranquilizing medicine, so he has not woken up yet."

"Since it's a sedative, why does it still look like this? Call the imperial doctor."

"Whoo."

Poor Mrs. Wu, the head of the hospital, is always worried about losing his head at a young age. The tranquilizer can only sleep well but can't control people's dreams. How could he not be afraid after being so frightened.

The Holy One is also arrogant.

Yuanshou Wu explained cautiously, but in the end he had no choice but to stay on the side hall and stare in puzzlement.

The emperor asked people to retire, leaving only Anxi to wait.

Wei Qi was shaking pitifully, the meat that grew from eating beef and mutton outside the palace fell away again, and he couldn't bear to watch it.

"Don't be afraid." The emperor kissed his sweaty forehead, "Don't be afraid." His voice was softer than that.

Anxi looked on awkwardly, saddened and shocked. Anger was nothing, and killing people was nothing. There were many people who cut people around, but the tenderness and pity of the emperor were rare, difficult and difficult.

Alas, he sighed, that's all for the evil fate, the master even folded himself in.

However, with Wei Qi's temperament, after this time, I'm afraid...the burden of shaving his head is very hot.