His Majesty And Ministers

In the middle of the night, the Peace Palace is still full of lights and shadows.

The four young masters Gu Hong, Li Tingqiu, Lin Xiaosheng, and Lu Baizang all sat quietly in the main hall. Apart from the palace servants they brought, there were no maids and eunuchs from the Palace of Ping An in the hall.Some of the palace people served the imperial physician in the bedroom, some delivered prescriptions and urge medicines in the imperial dining room, and the rest were ordered to go to the Junxiang Hall to kneel down and pray for the emperor.

The situation seems to be getting worse and worse, and most of the officials in the capital have been alarmed.

Some are happy and some are worried.

However, Feng Ling had no time to take care of these things. When he heard the news, he got up and put on his official uniform and ran to the palace. Mrs. Feng stopped him and said, "What do you do with such a foolish lord?"

"Mother!"

"Let him go." Elder Feng stood by the window with his hands behind his back, "If something happens to His Majesty, how can we be safe and sound? A faint dragon is also a dragon, and without a dragon as its leader, the world will be in chaos."

"There will be chaos in the capital." Gu Hong lowered his head and stared at the mist in the cup, "The lineage of the Jing family is too thin. No matter how licentious he was in the past, he was still an upright emperor of the Jing family."

The young man gently frowned, "Do you understand, Ting Qiu?"

Li Tingqiu was speechless.

"Master Tanhualang, you are not at all moved by the emperor's treatment of you?" Lu Baizang said with a smile, "If he can eat the thing you made, it will definitely prove his infatuation."

Lord Tanhualang raised his head and gave him a hard look.

"What are you staring at? What do you cook? My Lu Huihui doesn't even eat it."

Lin Xiaosheng laughed "haha": "Lu Huihui even despises you, so why would he like Ting Qiu?"

"That's true."

Li Tingqiu: "..."

A few people logically distorted the building into "if Ting Qiu sacrificed her complexion, would she eat a mouthful?" and other similar topics, completely ignoring Li Tanhua's coal-black face.At this time, a little medicine boy suddenly came in from outside, and said to Gu Hong, "Young master Gu, master, please go to the bedroom to help prescribe the prescription."

"En." Gu Hong responded, and said to the other three people: "I'll take a step first, you wait. Ting Qiu." He called back someone who was in a trance, "The Imperial Forest Army never came to arrest you, I think it's His Majesty I have already sent a message before I fell into a coma, and you are not allowed to be punished."

Tanhualang froze, and finally turned his head away sullenly.

Gu Hong followed Yaotong to the dormitory, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Ling kneeling silently on the periphery of the imperial physicians.

Gu Hong was surprised: "Master Feng."

Feng Ling raised her eyes and saw it was him, she hurriedly got up and cupped her hands and said, "I don't care about Your Majesty, so I retreated here, I heard that you are very skilled in medicine, please be careful."

"Needless to say that." Gu Hong smiled, "Master Feng might as well go back to the residence and wait for the news."

"Your official... I'd better wait a little longer, my official." Feng Ling lowered her head, "Sir, please come in."

The light in Gu Hong's eyes turned slightly, and he still smiled modestly and went in.

Royal study.

There is no one here.The guard in black held a stack of documents and knocked on the door.Soon there were footsteps coming from far to near, and the door opened with a "creak".

The black-clothed guard handed out what he had in his hand: "According to the master's wishes, everything has been recorded one by one."

The man took it steadily, and said: "Okay, go back and stay still, don't startle the snake."

"clear."

After such a noisy night, it was a false alarm.The imperial doctors wiped the sweat from their foreheads, put the head tied on the waistband of their trousers back on their necks, and went back home like a dead dog.

In fact, the most painful thing is mental torture, okay! I'm afraid that the emperor will be dragged out if he is not cured. I am afraid that if the emperor is cured, the emperor will say, "Why did the useless things make me unconscious for so long?" or "My head hurts and killed you. What a little bitch did," and was dragged out and clicked again.

Anyway, the emperor has done all these.

Ye Mao entered the main hall with huge dark circles under his eyes, and said to the four people in the hall: "Your Majesty ordered Mr. Li to have an audience."

Li Tingqiu walked forward silently, Lu Baizang asked with a smile: "Did your majesty say anything after waking up?"

"Your Majesty said that you are truly a god-man who can extract such a strange poison from firewood, rice, oil and salt."

Li Tingqiu: "..."

Li Tingqiu followed Ye Mao to the door of the bedroom. Eunuch Ye bent over and said, "My lord, wait a moment, and the servant will go in and let you know."

The former nodded slightly, and Ye Mao entered the hall to report: "Your Majesty, Mr. Li is here."

"En?" The emperor said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Okay, tell him to come in, my God...cough cough, it's almost dawn."

"Yes."

"It's too bright, turn off that lamp, cough, cough... give me two lights."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ye Mao sighed, asked the little eunuch to turn off the lights, and came out to invite Tanhua Lang to enter the hall, "Mr. Li, please come in."

Li Tingqiu followed Ye Mao through several painted screens, and saw the courtiers going back and forth, tidying up the cushions that the imperial physicians had sat on and the small table used to weigh prescriptions. Finally, Ye Mao stopped in front of a beaded curtain, turned around and said to him : "Your Majesty wants to be alone with the young master, so the slave is waiting outside."

He nodded, watched the palace servants lift the bead curtain, then lowered his head and entered the emperor's bedroom.

He has been here many times. In the past, the faint king ignored the government and played songs every night, and someone would call him here every few days.Sometimes when he looked at this palace, his heart was full of hatred, hated the emperor, hated himself, and the hope of serving the country that had never faded in the past 20 years was all buried in this luxurious safety palace.

Learn literary and martial arts, sell to the emperor's family.How ironic!

Li Tingqiu clenched his fists, raised his head to look at the emperor, but saw that this person was also looking at him.

He seemed to be seriously ill, his cheeks were pale, his eyes were dim, and his lips were chapped and haggard due to dehydration.The only little maid carefully placed behind him with a pillow, and then she bowed her head and retreated.

"Li Tingqiu." The emperor suddenly called out his name.

"The minister is here." He bowed and saluted with a cold expression.

Jing Ye laughed: "Did you really burn that... article on drought control?"

"Since I said to burn it, I will definitely burn it."

"..." Jing Ye looked at him for a while, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, "If I say, I read your Wan speech carefully, I think... well, so-so, it's still feasible..."

Li Tingqiu suddenly raised his head.

"Your Majesty don't need to tease the minister." Tan Hualang said coldly, "Since the article has been burned, there is no need to debate whether it is feasible or not."

"Burn it? You are really willing to do it." The emperor touched under the pillow with a smile, and pulled out a scroll, "I knew you would burn it, so I secretly kept a copy, how about it?"

The young man was stunned.

"Would it be feasible to get the articles copied by the emperor himself?"

"..." Li Tingqiu pursed his lips and was speechless.

"As soon as you go out later, Ye Mao will read the imperial decree: Li Tingqiu, the servant, did not respect the emperor, and prepared poisonous imperial food to make His Majesty endangered. He will be taken into custody immediately and demoted to a prisoner."

Jing Ye looked at him, tapped the article in his hand with his fingertips, "And hand out Southwest."

The room was silent.

"Ting Qiu, come here again." Jing Ye suddenly hooked his hands, Li Tingqiu hesitated for a moment, but walked over, and saw him pull out another bright yellow thing from under the pillow. "Here, I will secretly issue another decree to you. You are not allowed to read it now, go out and find a place where no one is around, and read it alone."

The jade-like Tanhua Lang hesitated to take the imperial decree and the paper, and bowed: "The minister will step down."

The emperor smiled and said: "Li Tingqiu, I ruined your future in the past, and now I will pay you back."

The young man paused, turned around, and left.