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Tang Zihe's expression was strange, and his eyes were even more complicated. If Qin Kan were around at this moment, with his understanding of Tang Zihe, he would definitely slap her in the mouth and then kick this evil-minded female rebel without saying a word. Go out of the palace door.
It¡¯s a pity that Qin Kan is not beside her.
This is the rule of the palace. When the emperor is seriously ill and it is very sensitive, the palace gate will be controlled by the Chief of Ceremonies, the Royal Horse Supervisor and the cabinet. Ministers of the foreign court, even people with status like Qin Kan, are not allowed to visit at will. After all, there have been too many scumbags throughout the ages who would kill you while you were sick, and even brothers had to guard against them, let alone foreign ministers.
Without Qin Kan¡¯s supervision, the evil in Tang Zihe¡¯s eyes began to rise, and the little devil in his mind had stabbed the little angel to death
All the imperial doctors took their pulses, and the eunuchs eagerly and anxiously invited everyone to the side hall. The palace maids hurriedly served tea to everyone. Zhang Yong, Gu Dayong and the other seven tigers were like little ghosts under the throne of hell, knowing that all the doctors had taken their pulses. Finally, the seven people rushed to the side hall like a burst of smoke, anxiously watching the doctors in silence.
A moment later, Zhang Yong, who was dressed in a python robe and looked elegant, stamped his feet heavily without caring about his manners, and said anxiously: "Doctors, you can tell me how your Majesty's condition is and whether he can be cured!"
Gu Dayong was silent, with tears still hanging on his face, but he looked the most anxious among the people. He was not only worried about Zhu Houzhao, but also worried about himself. If Zhu Houzhao was good or bad, he who was closest to Zhu Houzhao at the time of the incident would be unlucky. At least he would end up dying in the mausoleum. Who told him not to think highly of His Majesty? Even if the civil and military officials of the court could let him go, how could the angry old queen spare him?
The doctors were silent, not because they didn¡¯t want to speak, but because they didn¡¯t dare to speak.
As we all know, imperial medicine is a high-risk profession. Historically, this profession has always been a kind of cannon fodder. The emperor died, the queen mother died, the emperor's favorite concubine died, the emperor's favorite son and princess died, etc., ordinary people in the Tian family When something bad happens, he will cut off the heads of several imperial doctors and bury them in a rage. It doesn't matter what the crime is. In short, the rich man is not happy.
Such a difficult living environment has created a bad habit of imperial doctors in the past dynasties focusing on neutrality, peace and sexual stability, regardless of whether they diagnose diseases or use medicine. They do not seek merit, but seek no faults. This is just like the health care products that were specially used to deceive the elderly in later generations. No matter how bad it is, it won¡¯t kill you.
It is impossible to test how many emperors in the past died unjustly because of the "no fault" mentality of the imperial doctors, but there are definitely some, and there are many.
This incident happened so suddenly today. The imperial doctors were unprepared. They were summoned into the leopard room urgently without even having time to make up excuses. After taking Zhu Houzhen's pulse, the imperial doctors felt even heavier. Zhang Yong asked several questions. No one dared to answer each time.
Until Zhang Yong¡¯s eyes showed some anger and murderous intent, the court judge Liu Wentai shuddered slightly and had to speak.
"Eunuch Zhang, Your Majesty has been drowning for too long" Liu Wentai shook his head and sighed: "After checking the pulse, I found that Your Majesty's breath is still there, but it is very weak. Looking at his color, checking his breath, and hearing his voice, His Majesty's pulse is disordered. The external organs are weak and the internal organs are weak, and the qi and blood are weak. At this time, His Majesty's life is hanging by a thread and the situation is critical!"
Zhang Yong and Liu Hu were shocked, and their faces instantly turned pale and lifeless.
Zhu Houzhao's life and death is related to the future and lives of too many people. The seven people who have the most direct impact are Zhang Yong. If Zhu Houzhao dies, there will be a cabinet discussion. No matter which vassal king or vassal prince inherits the throne in the future, what will happen to them? It is not a good thing for seven people. Once the emperor and his courtiers, no matter how broad-minded the new emperor is, he will definitely not keep the old ministers of the previous dynasty by his side.
"Isn't it hopeless?" Zhang Yong's legs went weak and he muttered to himself absentmindedly.
Liu Wentai let out a long sigh, shook his head sadly, and two old tears burst into his eyes. As for whether these tears were shed for Zhu Houzhao or for himself, whose future was unpredictable, only he knew clearly.
Liu Wentai shook his head, and the other imperial doctors were naturally speechless. The atmosphere of depression and despair instantly filled the entire side hall. After a while, a low and soft cry came from the hall. It was obviously a timid imperial doctor. They mourned that their lives were uncertain. The emperor had not been cured. The living old empress dowager and the ministers of the foreign court were not oil-saving lamps. The life and death of the imperial doctors depended on their thoughts.
Tang Zihe remained silent and looked at the faces of all the people in the palace with an indifferent expression. Among the whole palace, she was the calmest. She was even in the mood to pick up a cup of tea and leisurely taste the fine palace tribute tea, lingering through the mist of tea. In the mist, Tang Zihe's beautiful face became more mysterious and elusive.
Gu Dayong, who had been silent all this time, turned his head numbly and looked at Zhu Houzhao lying in the main hall. Suddenly, his whole body was agitated and he burst into tears as if in mourning.
"Your Majesty! I'm sorry for you, old slave!"Your Majesty should not be left alone in the pavilion Even if this old slave dies, he will never be able to atone for his sins. Your Majesty, please walk slowly. I will come down soon to accompany you and continue to serve you"
The sound of crying quickly infected the eunuchs and maids standing in the main hall. After hearing Gu Dayong's crying, everyone knew the result, and they all knelt down and started crying, real or fake.
Zhang Yong¡¯s eyes widened, his lips trembled uncontrollably, his expression was anxious and desperate, and the sound of crying and howling in the hall made him even more collapsed.
"Shut up, all the Zajia! Shut up, shut up!" Zhang Yong screamed, his blood-red eyes glaring at everyone viciously like a trapped animal.
There was a sudden silence in the hall.
"Your Majesty you cannot die! You must not die!" Zhang Yong panted like a madman and looked around, aimlessly searching for the last glimmer of hope.
Having been the Chief of Ceremonies for ten years, he knows better than anyone else the beauty of power, and he knows better than anyone what will happen if he loses power. After Zhu Houzhao died and a new king ascended the throne, even when a new official took office, he would inevitably have to burn three fires. What's more, the new king? If you want to establish the prestige of the emperor, look inside and outside the court. He, the chief of etiquette, the eunuch of the palm, is the right size, and he will definitely be the first unlucky guy to be stabbed.
Therefore, Zhu Houzhao cannot die! If he died, Zhang Yong would not survive.
Blood-red and crazy eyes roamed back and forth in the hall. Everyone's eyes met his, and they all lowered their heads in horror.
Except for one person, a woman.
Tang Zihe was still sipping tea calmly. Everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. Even if Zhang Yong's terrifying and crazy eyes were staring at her, she was still so cold and aloof, dismissive.
Finally, Zhang Yong¡¯s eyes were fixed on her.
Among the panic-stricken crowds in the hall, Tang Zihe stood out too conspicuously, like a wintersweet blooming proudly alone in the ice and snow where thousands of flowers had withered, white and dust-free, radiant.
The terrifying gaze rested on Tang Zihe, and his eyes gradually became as gentle as the wind, and his face was not cold.
No matter how much he lost his mind, Zhang Yong never forgot the origin of this woman. She was Mr. Qin¡¯s woman. The situation was critical. Maybe the only one who could save him was Mr. Qin, or Mr. Qin¡¯s woman.
Trying to squeeze out a smile, Zhang Yong raised his hand to Tang Zihe very politely: "Miss Tang has never said a word. I wonder what you have to say?"
Tang Zihe didn't raise his eyebrows, his beautiful eyes were still staring at the tea cup in his hand, and he said calmly: "My opinion is the same as that of all the imperial doctors. It will be difficult for Your Majesty to survive tonight."
Zhang Yong¡¯s heart fell to the bottom again.
Liu Wentai and other imperial doctors, including Long Erzhi, all agreed with Tang Zihe's diagnosis. Zhu Houzhao's condition was indeed critical, and his breath was so weak that it would be difficult for him to survive the night.
Zhang Yong stared at Tang Zihe's face, which was as delicate as a fairy in a painting, and suddenly said something very abrupt.
"The imperial doctor may not be able to do anything, but Miss Tang must be able to do something, right?"
Tang Zihe finally raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Yong, half-smiling but not smiling, he said: "My husband-in-law said that medicine can't cure diseases, and Buddhas can help those who are destined to die. Your Majesty is on his deathbed, and all the doctors can't come up with anything, little one." Women have nothing to do."
Zhang Yong immediately made a very rude move and knelt down in front of Tang Zihe, tears gushing out like a fountain.
"For the sake of the Zajia family's friendship with Mr. Qin for many years, and the fact that the Zajia family has been very respectful to Mr. Qin and the girl for helping each other all these years, Miss Tang, please save your majesty. The Zajia family's wealth and life It's all in the girl's mind"
The other six tigers suddenly came to their senses, their eyes lit up, and they all lost their despair, and they all knelt down towards Tang Zihe.
Liu Wentai and a group of imperial doctors looked at Tang Zihe in astonishment and disbelief.
Tang Zihe sighed softly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said: "My father-in-law, please stand up. This little girl does not deserve your great gift. My husband-in-law told me before entering the leopard room just now, and ordered me to do my best. How can a little girl dare to neglect her work when her husband is her first priority? However what Dr. Liu just said is also true. His majesty's breath is weak and his vitality is gradually cut off. I really can't save your majesty. At most"
Zhang Yong was like a drowning man who had found a life-saving straw. In desperation, he dragged himself a few steps with his knees and said urgently: "What's the most?"
Tang Zihe sighed: "At most, I can only use magic to extend your majesty's vitality, slightly increase your aura, and try to ensure that your majesty will not die tonight"
Everyone suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their expressions were desperate again.
What if I don¡¯t die tonight? Will extending their lives for one or two days help their fate in any way?
Zhang Yong, however, felt refreshed and his expression became excited: "How many days can Miss Tang extend your majesty's life?"
Tang Zihe's eyes showed appreciation, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It may be ten days, or half a month, but it will never be less than ten days."
Zhang Yong slapped his thigh heavily: "Okay! Ten days is ten days! Your Majesty can extend his life for ten days, which is our last chance. How much can we do in ten days? Send out fast horses to invite the people from Beizhili Famous doctors, all the imperial doctors attend consultations day and night, diagnose syndromes and pathologies, collect rare medicines from all over the world, and even post imperial lists to ask for talents and talents from all over the world. These are our opportunities! Opportunities to survive!" (Remember the website address: www. hlnovel.com)?? "
Tang Zihe's eyes showed appreciation, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It may be ten days, or half a month, but it will never be less than ten days."
Zhang Yong slapped his thigh heavily: "Okay! Ten days is ten days! Your Majesty can extend his life for ten days, which is our last chance. How much can we do in ten days? Send out fast horses to invite the people from Beizhili Famous doctors, all the imperial doctors attend consultations day and night, diagnose syndromes and pathologies, collect rare medicines from all over the world, and even post imperial lists to ask for talents and talents from all over the world. These are our opportunities! Opportunities to survive!" (Remember the website address: www. hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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