The protagonist wants to steal my script again

During the days when his eyes were temporarily out of sight, An Minghui had a big problem that His Majesty became more and more clingy.

Other than that, there is nothing wrong with it. The imperial doctor said last time that he hurt his internal organs, but he himself has never felt any obvious physical discomfort. If he had to say it, he would probably be much more tired than before.

Sometimes he would ask Lu Tingshen how he planned to deal with his elder brother and An's family, but the other party refused to answer, and asked him not to worry about it until his eyes were raised. A useless person.

Temporarily losing his eyesight means that he can no longer read books in his free time, it is not convenient to play the piano, and it is even unsafe to go for a walk, so in order to make him not feel bored, Lu Tingshen specially gave him a rabbit hold.

From then on, An Minghui's daily routine was to pluck the fat rabbit in his arms. When he caught up with Lu Tingshen, he often had to compete with the rabbit when he came back. It looked as if he was not the one who sent the rabbit in the first place.

Generally speaking, he felt that there was nothing wrong with this kind of life, it was a bit inconvenient, but it was very stable.

Because of this, when Lu Tingshen suddenly pushed open the door of the bedroom with red eyes, and then stood at the door and stared at him without saying a word, An Minghui was still holding a rabbit in his hand, and each person and the rabbit were full of faces. He turned his face in the direction of the door blankly.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" His eyes were still tied with ribbons, and he couldn't see the expression on Lu Ting's deep face. He just thought that the other party was offended by some courtier, and was about to say a few words of comfort when he heard the other party ask abruptly:

"Why are you hiding from me?"

Although he couldn't see it, An Minghui could still hear how heavy the other party's heart was at the moment from this tone, but he was still full of confusion, so he could only ask bluntly, "What did I hide from you?"

After finishing speaking, he thought of the flickering words when the imperial physician came to check the pulse just now, he hesitated to speak, and guessed in his heart: "But what did the imperial physician say?"

He heard Lu Tingshen's voice suppressing the annoyance and pain that almost wanted to choose someone to eat, and said word by word: "The five viscera are exhausted, and you are on the verge of death. Today, the imperial doctor saw that your face was pale, so he carefully examined it. It was discovered after a while. It is impossible to be unconscious at this level, why didn't you tell me?"

Hearing this, An Minghui was stunned for a long while, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his heart. He really didn't feel anything unusual, so he could only truthfully say: "I never felt any discomfort. It's not deliberately concealed. Why should I hide this kind of thing from you?"

This kind of thing is quite unbelievable. If it is not a misdiagnosis by the imperial physician, it is probably the developer's doing.

But why does he feel nothing?

Full of confusion, An Minghui asked his cause of the disease again, but Lu Tingshen said that the imperial physician could not explain it. The medicine powder he inhaled had been checked countless times by all the imperial physicians in the palace, and it was confirmed that it would definitely not cause death. It is even more impossible for the poison to debilitate the body to such an extent.

Putting the rabbit aside, An Minghui groped to touch Lu Tingshen's cheek, and softly comforted him: "Calm down, Your Majesty, if even you panic, then I have no one to rely on?"

Lu Ting was silent for a long time, neither speaking nor moving, just holding his hand tightly in his own, and stood up after a long time, with an indescribably harsh voice: "Later I will order people to Pick off the petals of your potted flower to make medicine, just wait here, I will go to deal with some things, and I will be back soon."

After leaving the gate of Yiqing Palace, Lu Tingshen went straight to the sky prison. He ignored the words of Eunuch Li asking whether he wanted to prepare a soft sedan chair behind him, and hurried all the way into the sky prison, and came out of one of the cages.

He ordered the jailer to open the cell door, walked into the cell himself, and looked down condescendingly at the man whose hands and feet were chained and was sitting weakly against the wall.

From the first day this person entered the Heavenly Prison, he had bestowed him with the secrets of the royal family. That kind of sex would not make people die immediately, but could make people debilitated and painful day after day. Then die under increasingly intense torture.

Lu Ting was not in the mood to talk nonsense to this man, and asked straight to the point: "What did you do to him? Poison? Or other tricks? To be honest, I will give you the antidote."

Brother An raised his head, half-closed his eyes and looked at the person whose flesh and blood he wanted to gouge out every day, and said indifferently: "It's just the poison of burning eyes, can't you diagnose and detect the many imperial physicians in your palace?" ?”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Tingshen raised his foot and kicked the man's chest hard, causing Brother An to be kicked until he coughed and vomited blood. Like a ferocious beast in a desperate situation, he asked again: "If you still refuse to speak, I will let you watch the An family members die one by one before you die. Don't let me repeat it for the third time, except for that What else did you do with the poison of burning eyes? Do you want to say that with that kind of weak poison, the internal organs can be weakened to the point of death?!"

"What did you say?!"

Contrary to Lu Tingshen's expectations, Brother An, who was originally indifferent and indifferent to him, suddenly raised his head in shock and anger after hearing his last words, and stared at him with an anger no less than his. Looking at him: "You said what happened to him in the second grade of junior high school?!"

"Don't you know what you did yourself?!"

"I didn't!!" Not caring that his voice was completely hoarse due to not being in the water for a long time, Brother An even forgot that he was still locked in his anger, and wanted to stand up and grab the person in front of him to ask him clearly I understand, "The second year of junior high school has always been in good health, how could it be possible for the viscera to fail suddenly, it must be caused by you!!"

It's not that he didn't think that it would be a good thing if he could die with the second grader of junior high school. They lived and died together, and there is no such close relationship in the world anymore.

But he still couldn't drag the second year of junior high school to die with him.

Brother An stared at Lu Tingshen unblinkingly after being reduced to a prisoner. He looked like the most ferocious ghost, and said something that Lu Tingshen also wanted to say: "Lu Tingshen , if something happens in the second day of junior high school, even if you turn into a ghost, I will pay you back with blood!"

The two of them stood in a stalemate for a long time, until Eunuch Li, who was guarding outside, ran in in a panic, lowered his head in cold sweat, and said, "Your Majesty, someone came to report just now. Mr. An suddenly vomited blood and fainted just now. There is a bruise on the heart, as if, as if it was hit..."

Hearing this, Lu Ting, who had already been so enraged that he almost lost his mind, paused, turned his head in disbelief and looked at Brother An who was chained, and an extremely absurd guess suddenly emerged.

"Quickly pass on the imperial doctor." Lu Ting heard his voice trembling deeply. No matter what situation he was in, he had never had such a bad look, "Check carefully the person in the prison, and... Compare Qing's injuries. Send another person to invite the national teacher to Yiqing Palace as soon as possible, without delay."

The order went on, but Lu Tingshen himself couldn't wait for the imperial doctor to come to check, quickly took out a brocade box, and roughly stuffed the pills in it into the mouth of Brother An who also showed a shocked expression, and then pinched the other party's chin Forced him to swallow the antidote, he let go of his hand, and said darkly: "Before drawing conclusions, you'd better watch your life carefully, otherwise, I will definitely have everyone in the Anfu buried with me."

***

When the late emperor was there, he had a lot of reliance on the national teachers of this dynasty, and often asked him about matters such as astrology and astrology.However, since Lu Tingshen succeeded to the throne, although he has not moved the position of the national teacher, he has never asked for advice.

There is no other reason, it's just that he doesn't believe in those things.

However, when the old man with white beard and hair closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to An Minghui who was sleeping on the bed for a long while, he said in a deep voice: "The birth of the twins is a misfortune rather than a blessing. Their fates depend on each other, but also It has not reached the point where life and death are connected. Half of the things His Majesty asked were caused by desire."

Lu Ting took a deep breath, his brows and eyes were full of gloom, but he still had to suppress his temper and asked in a good voice: "Please tell the teacher frankly."

"Your Majesty is well aware of Lord An's current reputation." The national teacher closed his eyes slightly, and sighed as if he couldn't bear it. "Have you ever heard a saying: Thousands of people will blame you, and die without illness. Tens of thousands of people His words may affect the way of heaven."

"Master An's fate is a little lighter than that of ordinary people. In addition, he was born as a twin, so he is easily affected by the way of heaven. This is unexplainable."

As if he had been drained of energy, he fell into the chair behind him. Lu Ting closed his eyes deeply, rationally thinking that he should angrily denounce the absurdity at this moment, but suddenly felt that he didn't even want to say a word.

After returning to Yiqing Palace just now, he immediately went to check the bruise that suddenly appeared on An Minghui's chest, and almost desperately found that it was indeed the spot where he kicked Brother An just now.

But fortunately, at least they found out in time. He gave the man the antidote, and after that, he just found a place to lock him up so that he could raise a child, preferably a long-lived one.

Fortunately, what he owed this person due to his recklessness these days, he can still use the rest of his life to slowly repay.

At this time, the imperial doctor who was treating An Minghui also finished his examination, walked up to Lu Tingshen with cold sweat on his forehead, lowered his head deeply, and replied in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Mr. An's condition... No, no improvement, the vitality of the internal organs is almost cut off, and it is difficult to recover."

"Impossible!" He opened his eyes suddenly and shouted angrily, "Didn't the thing in the prison get better after taking the antidote?! How could it not work when it comes to him!"

When the emperor got angry, Yiqing Palace knelt down in an instant, and everyone shouted "Your Majesty, calm down" in unison, but they knew that Lu Tingshen would never be able to calm down at this time.

Lu Tingshen still wanted to get angry, but another eunuch hurried in from outside. Seeing the kneeling scene in the palace, he knew that he had hit the worst time, but he could only bite the bullet and report: " I would like to report to Your Majesty that the officials and officials are waiting in the Qiankun Palace, saying that they have important matters to discuss with His Majesty."

Before the words fell, Lu Tingshen raised his hand and a cup fell heavily on the ground, which scared the little eunuch to his knees in a hurry, not daring to say a word.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to touch the emperor's bad luck at this time. After a long silence, they heard the young emperor laugh a few times. The laughter made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts, and then they heard the emperor lightly said: "Okay, that's great. The world is going to fight against me? It's just the right time, saving me the trouble of looking for them. I want to see what these good ministers of mine have to say. "

After finishing speaking, Lu Tingshen stood up, walked to An Minghui's bed first, kissed the person who was still asleep lightly, covered him with the quilt carefully, and whispered in this person's ear: "My brother Hao'an, if you don't want me to become a stinking emperor and see the world crumble, you have to watch me live for another few decades."

"I was originally a villain, and I pretended to be a good emperor because of you. If you're not here, then why should I pretend?"

When he straightened up, the gentle expression on his face no longer existed, only boundless indifference and coldness remained, ready to meet those restless courtiers for a while.

It seems that he has been too gentle all these years.It's all because of An Qing who is always at the side trying to persuade him to calm down, so that in the end, these ignorant bastards forget who they are.

Thinking about the time An Minghui used various methods to persuade him to have a better temper, Lu Ting listened absent-mindedly to the remonstrance of His Highness and courtiers, even with a smile on his face.

After all, these people still think that An Minghui is a disaster, and they are nothing more than persuading him to deal with that person, and they can't find any new tricks.

"Okay, I already understand what all the loves are going to say." If these people were to say it, and I don't know how long it would take, Lu Tingshen simply interrupted the person who was talking non-stop at the moment, with a frown on his face. There is still a fake smile on his face.

"Everyone also knows that An Qing has been ill recently, and I am really worried. After thinking about it, it should be because the heavens have always been jealous of talents, so this change happened, so I also have some thoughts." He is not tight. As he spoke slowly, his sharp blade-like eyes glanced across every courtier of His Highness, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said word by word, "If An Qing is ill, all of you will be buried with him, so as to comfort the spirit of loyal ministers."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely impossible!"

"Your Majesty, please think again, how could you do such an act against human ethics for a monster who is causing trouble for the court!"

This reaction was exactly as he had expected.The people who can stand here today are all scumbags with no brains. Naturally, they are greedy for life and afraid of death. The unconcealable panic of each of them makes him want to laugh.

At the beginning, when he placed contacts in the court, he only placed them in key positions. The rest of the people didn't bother to adjust them.Now it seems that there is still nothing to do, no matter how long it takes for this brainless person, he still can't learn to be smart.

"I'm afraid Ai Qing didn't hear you clearly." Lu Tingshen had a rare good temper, smiled more sincerely, and his tone became more gentle, but what he said was even more frightening, "What I said is 'up and down'. Next From the sweeping maidservant, up to myself, they are all included. If she died with me, does Aiqing feel wronged?"

"It's rare that there are so many ministers here today, so why not just accompany me in the palace to pray for Anqing, so that the gods can know our sincerity." Lu Ting looked deeply at the courtiers who were completely panicked. , I finally felt a bit of joy in my heart, and ordered with a smile, "Come here, take all the ministers to the Weiqiu Palace so that you can settle down. If I find someone missing when I go to talk to my lovers some other day, I will I can only visit the mansion in person.”

The author has something to say: The work diary of the faint king:

I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I don't believe in God's will

If this is the price of disrespecting gods and Buddhas, then I will offer incense every day from now on.

Gods and Buddhas above, I am willing to pay the price for all previous disrespectful words and deeds

just don't take him away

Can you give him back to me?