Guangzong Yaoming

Chapter 29: Establishing the foundation of the country and finally entrusting the Ming Dynasty

"...I beg Your Majesty to allow me to perform acupuncture on him. If he can wake up soon, his life won't be in danger immediately..."

Empress Dowager Li nodded eagerly: "Hurry up and give me the acupuncture!"

After getting permission, the imperial doctors immediately became busy with great intensity.

Their countermeasure is to pierce the Yintang, Taiyang, Taichong acupoints, as well as the ten fingers.

Stroke is not unfamiliar to their medical knowledge.

Zhu Changluo was also very nervous.

The emperor was Empress Dowager Li's biological son, and it was impossible for him to do anything unfilial in rescuing the emperor.

In fact, Concubine Zheng and my third brother are not supported by the ministers. If it weren't for my father's stubbornness, the position of crown prince should have been decided long ago.

Now Empress Dowager Li has found a reason for the emperor's stroke. And with the previous drama, as long as the emperor cannot wake up or is unable to govern the country in the future, the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty will be transferred to him.

If he woke up and recovered... I wonder what his reaction would be since he repeatedly said he didn't believe it before the stroke.

In this trance, an imperial physician spoke: "Your Majesty, can you hear me?"

Empress Dowager Li and Zhu Changluo hurried over and saw that Zhu Yijun had already opened his eyes, but his eyes were lifeless.

The doctor kept talking to him to see if he was conscious.

Zhu Yijun's pupils slowly turned and he saw the anxious Empress Dowager Li and the anxious Zhu Changluo.

His pupils shrank, and the fear and uneasiness in that moment were so dazzling in the eyes of the imperial doctors that they all lowered their heads.

Why did the emperor look at his eldest son like that?

Empress Dowager Li also saw it, but she was at a loss as to what to do and could not guess what her son was thinking.

She was also responsible for the situation.

A trace of pain and pessimism flashed across Zhu Yijun's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Announce... the Cabinet... the Nine Ministers... the Duke of Dingguo..."

"The emperor can speak now!" Empress Dowager Li asked anxiously, "Can he get better?"

On the bed, Zhu Yijun's fingers couldn't help but move.

"…Her Majesty, since he woke up quickly, although there are still some aftereffects… he should be able to get better…"

"My son, don't worry." Empress Dowager Li held his hand. "My son, did you hear that? Things will get better..."

Zhu Changluo lowered his head and remained silent, announcing to the six ministries of the cabinet, which seemed like he was leaving a will.

Could it be that the same situation occurred when he suddenly issued his will that year as I remember?
After a while, Zhu Yijun's head was able to move slowly.

He shook his head slightly, so slightly that it was almost unnoticeable.

Then, he just whispered: "Draft an imperial edict... to enthrone... Changluo... the crown prince..."

“Father…” Zhu Changluo knelt down, lowered his head and cried, “I am an unfilial son. I beg you not to worry… Father, I will definitely get better…”

Now that he is awake, Zhu Changluo has to act. Even if he doesn't have deep feelings, he has to act hard.

No one else in the room dared to speak.

Empress Dowager Li advised: "Isn't he awake now? Don't waste your energy, my son, take care of your body first..."

"...Tian Yi...Chen Ju...they...are going..."

Zhu Yijun was very persistent, and there was even a hint of pleading in his eyes when he looked at his mother.

"…Mother will go and give the order right away."

She still had a lot to give orders.

The emperor suddenly fell ill, and all the eunuchs and palace maids in the Cining Palace were dismissed from the palace. Only the empress dowager, the emperor and the eldest prince were left in the Cining Palace.

There must be someone in the harem who knows about this.

After Tian Yi, Chen Ju, Cheng Jing and others were called over, Empress Dowager Li was worried and issued several imperial decrees.

"The Emperor has issued an order. Tian Yi and Chen Ju, quickly summon the Grand Secretaries, Nine Ministers, and Duke Dingguo to the Cining Palace to see the Emperor!"

"Cheng Jing, go and invite the Queen to the Cining Palace first. Then follow my imperial decree and order all the concubines to stay in the palace and not to go in or out!"

"The Imperial Horse Guards strictly guard the palace gates. No one is allowed to leave without my order or a written imperial decree!"

"The emperor suddenly had a stroke and has now woken up. You all know the severity of the situation!"

The three of them were shocked and knelt down immediately: "Your servants will obey the imperial order!"

There was a sudden change in the Forbidden Palace, and the three of them were facing a formidable enemy.

……

The harem was in a state of emergency, with guards from the Imperial Stables waiting at the gate of each palace, and many people were pacing around.

Yikun Palace and Jingyang Palace are both of paramount importance.

An important official was suddenly summoned to the palace. Zhu Changluo could imagine what was going on outside, but he had no idea.

Queen Wang Xijie came over anxiously and learned about the situation. She knelt beside the bed, held Zhu Yijun's hand and began to cry.

The imperial physicians have already completed the necessary treatments at this stage and have already prescribed a recuperation prescription, but they cannot leave now.

They are important people. There must be a reason why the emperor suddenly fell ill today.

The reason could not be the Queen Mother or the eldest prince who had been clearly appointed as the Crown Prince in the oral decree.

Zhu Changluo was still thinking back to that frightened look: Could it be that at that moment... my father was afraid that he and Queen Mother Li would kill him and seize power?

During this period of waiting, Zhu Yijun's condition has been getting better and better. Zhu Changluo felt that his father's vitality was indeed tenacious, no wonder he had the longest reign among the emperors of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Changluo felt a little embarrassed about his own "cold-bloodedness".

But after all, the original body had hardly ever seen his father. After he came here, he met his father only a few times, and none of them were pleasant.

It's really hard to put the emotions in place.

When Shen Yikuan arrived, Zhu Yijun was already able to sit on the couch with the help of Empress Dowager Li and Queen Wang - even though there were soft pillows piled behind him.

Zhao Zhigao still didn't come, and Shen Yikuan and others were very confused. Who knew that the place to meet the emperor would be in the Cining Palace?

Deep in the harem, they dared not look sideways.

When they arrived here, Empress Dowager Li, the Emperor, the eldest prince, the eunuchs and the imperial doctors were by their side.

The emperor was sitting on the couch with some difficulty, with half of his face sagging and one corner of his mouth drooping.

"...I...suddenly...sick with wind."

As soon as the words came out, Shen Yikuan and others were shocked.

Then the old actors burst into tears and sobbed.

"We are incompetent and did not know that your Majesty's father was in such a bad condition. We were unable to stop you from doing what you want and complaining twice. We are truly guilty of this. Your Majesty, please take your father's health seriously. We will definitely share your worries with you."

"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body!"

Amidst these voices, Zhu Yijun slowly turned his head with mixed emotions and glanced at his older son who was also kneeling and crying beside him.

I don’t know how much of it is true.

But at this moment he was pessimistic, worried, and even ashamed of his ancestors.

After venting his anger and having a stroke, he regained consciousness.

He is afraid of his ancestors.

He also has some faith in gods, Buddhas, immortals, ghosts and spirits in heaven.

Now that he has come to his senses, he can understand that his mother at least did not intend to harm him.

But now that things have come to this, with all these previous events, does he have any other choice?
"...I...will...recover...myself."

Having said that, he knew that saliva was probably flowing out of the corners of his mouth again.

This made him feel even more inferior, more sad and angry, and more regretful.

If they had known that they would be able to sit up in less than an hour, there would have been no need to go to great lengths to summon them into the palace.

He didn't want to be seen like this.

At this time, Zhu Changluo walked over, knelt on the footstool beside him, took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

When Zhu Yijun looked at him, he saw that his eyes were indeed red and there were traces of tears on his cheeks.

His eyes were full of guilt.

Zhu Yijun sighed in his heart, thinking of what his mother had said about the Lord of Heaven's Destiny.

As for the rheumatism...it's usually hard to tell when it will come back.

"Today... I summon you all... for the sake of the country..." Zhu Yijun looked at Shen Yiquan and the others, "I... have been ill... for a long time. The eldest prince... has moved to the palace... so please... fast... and pray for me..."

Zhu Changluo and Empress Dowager Li both paused. They did not expect the emperor to say this.

Shen Yi Guan kowtowed again while crying: "We, the ministers, are really inhumane for presumptuously violating the palace prohibitions..."

Considering the many disputes in the court before, it seemed that the emperor was angry with them.

They said the queen was seriously ill, but she is fine now and is sobbing behind the screen.

It was said that the eldest prince was imprisoned, but it turned out that he was fasting and praying for the emperor. How filial he was!

Don't worry about the details, whatever the emperor says is what it is.

The state was mentioned, and the eldest prince was here.

As expected, the emperor continued, "Go back... draw up an imperial edict... appoint the eldest son as the crown prince... prepare the three ceremonies..."

In front of so many important officials, Zhu Yijun finally gave a clear order.

Shen Yikuan was ecstatic in his heart, but he looked sad in his performance.

Zhu Changluo also said: "May your father live forever. Let's focus on taking care of your body first..."

Before, he was already in the posture of entrusting his son to someone else. Although he seemed to have some facial paralysis and slurred speech, now that he was recovering at a reasonable speed, Zhu Changluo couldn't help but express his concern.

Shen Yikuan and the others naturally praised the emperor for his wisdom and advised him to take care of his health.

Zhu Yijun did not want to continue showing this weak and ugly side in front of them, so he just said: "Go... present your report... get your approval... use the seal... and send it out to the whole country..."

He was a little tired and just wanted to go back and hide quickly.

The Ming Dynasty is about to fall... The country's fortunes declined during his reign... The evidence is all there... Each one is as sharp as a knife.

He felt aggrieved and unwilling.

Now, he really felt powerless and ashamed.

So be it.

The emperor has already suffered a stroke, what will his ministers think?
People's hearts will inevitably lean towards their son.

While his mother is still alive, can he be suspicious of the Lord of Heaven's destiny because of his imperial power?
If I can't recover from my illness this time, won't I have to entrust the country to him in the end?

(End of this chapter)