Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

"Oh? Xiaojiu can also tell that Concubine Qin is pregnant with the little prince by checking her pulse?"

The emperor was in a good mood and even called him Princess Ling and Xiaojiu.

Murong Jiu said respectfully: "My son, I don't have the ability to check the pulse of men and women yet."

Meeting Concubine Qin's eyes, she said: "But looking at Concubine Qin's portrait, it does look like the little prince she is carrying. He is also lively and active, so he must be a smart and intelligent little prince."

The emperor felt better after hearing this.

He still trusted Murong Jiu's medical skills, but he felt that Miracle Doctor Miao's medical skills were better. After all, he ate more salt than Murong Jiu ate rice. The reason why Miracle Doctor Miao was not allowed to treat Concubine Qin was because Qin Fei The concubine just has frequent fetal movements, so it's not a big problem. Secondly, of course she doesn't trust Miracle Doctor Miao as a person.

He was very concerned about the child in Concubine Qin's belly and could not let any accident happen to it, because this was the last child in his life.

Of course, he prefers princes to princesses. The ancients said that more sons will bring blessings, but it does not mean that many daughters will bring blessings. He can also personally teach them to ride horses, archery, chess, and paint. He has never taught anyone the first four princes.

The most pity is the third prince. In order to protect the third prince, let him grow up safely, and remove obstacles for him, he never put it in the open. As a result, the third prince's ability is mediocre, not as good as the second prince, let alone the eldest prince.

Nowadays, he indeed prefers the third prince the most, but this does not affect his liking for the little prince. If the little prince is well cultivated, he will also be able to help the third prince in the future.

Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Concubine Qin took this opportunity to tell her about asking Murong Jiu to deliver her baby.

The emperor nodded: "Xiaojiu is experienced and has good medical skills. I am relieved to have her deliver the baby for you."

The matter was settled like this.

The emperor was low on energy. After talking, and seeing that Concubine Qin was fine, he was about to leave.

Murong Jiu suddenly said: "Father, have you been having nightmares, night sweats and poor appetite recently? Can you ask me to take your pulse?"

"How do you know? I have been having a bad time due to the cold weather this time. Maybe my body is no longer young."

However, he still sat down and let Murong Jiu take his pulse.

Murong Jiu carefully felt his pulse, then looked at the emperor's eyes and tongue, and frowned slightly.

"Xiaojiu, what is this expression? How is my body?"

"There's nothing serious about your health. It's just that you haven't recovered completely because you were depressed. In his early years, Erchen's master traveled around the world and saw many people with stagnation in the heart and qi in the chest, resulting in sluggish qi and blood. Symptoms such as chest tightness and belching are very similar to your current situation. Do you occasionally feel nauseated and dry mouth?"

The emperor nodded and looked serious: "That's true!"

He had never told anyone about dry mouth. It was only after Murong Jiu mentioned it just now that he thought of this symptom.

"Then how should I take care of myself? Do I need to refill the prescription prescribed by Divine Doctor Miao?"

"It's not necessary."

Murong Jiu said: "Uncle Miao actually has superb medical skills, but he has been studying poisonous poison all year round. Unlike my master who traveled all over the world and saw countless patients, he naturally neglected it. The wind-cold prescription prescribed by Uncle Miao is definitely not good enough." There may be some problem, but he doesn't know. In your case, you need to do more things that make you feel happy and relieve your liver qi, so that the medicine can cure the disease."

Her words not only revealed the shortcomings of Miracle Doctor Miao, but also showed her master's superb medical skills, making the emperor less trustful in Miracle Doctor Miao's medical skills.

Concubine Qin's eyes flashed, and she said with a chuckle: "Your Majesty, you must listen to Princess Ling, do more happy things, and get well soon. I am still waiting for you to hold the little prince."

The emperor nodded, thoughtfully, as if he was thinking of something to be happy about.

He asked Concubine Qin to lie down and have a good rest. When he left, Murong Jiu also retired to Concubine Qin.

After walking out of Yonghe Palace, the emperor suddenly turned around and said to Murong Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, I heard that it was your idea what fresh crops the boss asked farmers to grow now? Do you know that many people are complaining about you now."

Murong Jiu said without being humble or arrogant: "Father, do you know how high-yield the crops that my son has sent from overseas merchants are?"

<divclass="contentadv">"Of course I have heard of it, what about potatoes and sweet potatoes, with a yield of one thousand catties per mu? It's ridiculous, you are a woman, do you know what the concept of a thousand catties per mu is?"

If the emperor does not leave the palace, someone will report to him what happened in the outside world, including the conflict that happened on the farm that day, and every word will reach the emperor's ears.

The yield of one thousand catties per mu has become a joke in the eyes of countless people in the capital.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a crop that can yield one thousand kilograms per mu!

Murong Jiu looked into the emperor's sharp eyes: "Of course I know, this means that if all the people of Dayan are allowed to plant potatoes and sweet potatoes, everyone will be able to fill their stomachs, be fed and warm, and only then will fertility be increased. Only then can Dayan’s population grow rapidly and Dayan achieve a prosperous dynasty.”

After saying that, she flattered her: "Isn't this what you want to see most, Father?"

The emperor looked at her deeply and suddenly smiled: "If we can really feed the people of the world, you and the boss will be Dayan's biggest contributors."

Murong Jiu said seriously: "No, you are the one. Under your governance, the people of Dayan can have enough food and clothing. Potatoes and sweet potatoes can keep the people full, and Concubine Qin's white rice from the Western Regions is warmer than silk and hemp." The quantity is large, so my son also asked me to plant a lot of them, and I thought that when the Baidianzi matures, the first thing I do is to send you a warm quilt first."

"Oh? Can Baidiezi from the Western Regions be grown in the Central Plains?"

"Of course it can. My son has already ordered someone to try planting it."

The emperor nodded with a smile on his face: "If it is as you said, of course I support you and the boss. What you have done for me is a good thing that benefits the people. I will also promote this matter, and I hope you will not let me down. "

"That's great! Father, you are truly the best emperor in the world! The people are proud of you!"

Murong Jiu said happily, looking at the emperor with eyes full of admiration.

The smile on the emperor's face deepened, and he suddenly felt that his body had relaxed a lot and was not as tired as before.

It seems that what Murong Jiu said is really right. If you are in a good mood, your body will naturally feel relaxed.

To have his children and the people worship him is also something that makes him feel happy.

Thinking of this, he became even more concerned about the matter, and immediately said to Murong Jiu: "Soon, please send some potatoes and sweet potatoes to the palace, so that I can see this magical crop."

Murong Jiu shook his head and said: "Father, you can't stay in the palace all the time. You should go out and relax. Moreover, my son and the prince have prepared a surprise for you in Prince Ling's Mansion."

"Oh? What a surprise?"

The emperor was a little curious.

"You will know when you go, I promise to make you happy. Your Majesty, he knows that you have been in a bad mood recently, but you also know that he has always been taciturn and will not say nice things. He will only do some practical things to make you happy."

When the emperor heard this, he thought that this was indeed the case. His eldest son could not speak, but he always felt at ease when doing things. Otherwise, he would not have left political affairs to him.

It's just that he favors his third son, and no matter how hard the eldest son tries, it won't help.

But what Murong Jiu said was right, a good mood would make the body recover faster, so he didn't mind following Murong Jiu to Prince Ling's Mansion to see what surprises were waiting for him.

Thinking of this, he said: "The imperial concubine has been having a hard time taking care of the harem recently. I plan to take her to Prince Ling's Mansion with me."

Of course Murong Jiu said yes, with a happy face.

But he sneered in his heart, the emperor just didn't trust her and the prince, and was afraid that they would harm him.

But trust or not, it’s not that important anyway.