System: The Path of a Mortal Being Stronger Through Being a Mother

The capital, the residence of Marquis Jinyi.

Lord Liu Jin frowned and pondered the current situation of the court.

In the past six months, the emperor's health has been failing, and the rivalry between the eldest prince and the second prince has become increasingly fierce, and now it has all been brought to the surface.

The eldest prince was born to Concubine Shu. His maternal family was a family of military merit and had a strong background, making them a representative of military generals.

But the eldest prince had a violent nature, and although it was not obvious to the outside world, people in the prince's mansion would kill people at will, and countless slaves were carried out of the mansion every year.

If such a person were to become a king, he would be afraid that many people would suffer.

Most of these marquis families came from military backgrounds, but those who understood the situation were unwilling to support the eldest prince.

Not only do they worry about the future of the country, but they also worry about whether their own wealth and glory can last long if they follow such a master.

The second prince is the son of Concubine Xian. He appears to be virtuous, but too virtuous. It is unclear whether he is a disguise or weakness.

My maternal family is a prominent family from the south, and they have extensive connections in the imperial court. These families control the economic lifeline of the country.

The officials are also very powerful, and the emperor has to bow to the aristocratic families in certain matters. If the second prince were to become the emperor, I am afraid that the aristocratic families would have even greater constraints...

Although there are regulations that merchants cannot take the imperial examinations, there are countermeasures for every policy, and it is impossible to stop the separation of households and internal connections.

The so-called prohibition of imperial examinations could only be slightly restrained on the surface. The strength of these families exacerbated class conflicts and was also intolerable to the imperial power.

When two tigers fight, we can foresee a bloody storm in the future.

As a member of the royalist faction, Mr. Liu Bo supported the third prince, who was favored by the emperor. However, the third prince was young, had little experience, and was still inexperienced, while the emperor's health was beginning to decline and he was unable to support him.

A few days ago, the old manager of Tongfukang Pharmacy in Xixian Prefecture sent a wild ginseng, saying that this was the magical medicine legendary in the upper class circles.

Lord Liu had never seen a magic medicine, but he had heard that many years ago someone in the court presented one to the emperor, and the remaining part was made into pills and hidden in the palace.

However, after several decades, there are probably very few left.

The emperor is now in poor health and is reluctant to take the tonic, saving it for later use when in urgent need. He is still drinking the tonic prescribed by the imperial physician.

The current emperor is also a remarkable man. He led the army to war many years ago and made great contributions. However, he has been tormented by governing the country day and night and has been subject to many constraints. Now his energy is declining.

Lord Liu certainly hoped that the emperor would live longer, and they could be considered to have a good relationship between the monarch and his subject. However, presenting medicines was not a simple matter, and it might be a great achievement, but it could also lead to a fatal disaster.

He stroked the box containing the ginseng, took out a pair of small silver scissors, carefully opened the box, quickly cut off a little root, and immediately closed the box.

He placed the root in a cup of clean water, and an unusual fragrance wafted out.

The old shopkeeper judged that he still trusted him. Anyway, it would not be poisonous even if it was not tasty. He drank the ginseng root with water, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

He had a dreamless night and when he woke up, Uncle Liu felt refreshed and the heaviness in his body was relieved.

He didn't know whether it was his own psychological effect or whether ginseng was really that magical. Now it seemed that the old shopkeeper might have really found a treasure.

He asked his servants to prepare a box for the precious medicinal material. He cut off a few pieces of roots and put them away, then took the ginseng box to court.

What he didn't know was that the old shopkeeper also secretly cut a few pieces of roots, just to take advantage of the situation, as if the people who were digging ginseng didn't dig up the whole thing.

Today is a busy day, and the rare items hunted nearby have been sent to the capital.

There are all kinds of wild delicacies, including high-quality wild ginseng, which are very expensive.

Uncle Liu did not offer his own ginseng because there were too many things and he was afraid that his good stuff would be lost among the ordinary things.

After the court session, Mr. Liu went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the emperor handled government affairs.

The emperor was a hard-working man and had little time to rest every day.

This body has been badly damaged. No matter how much supplements are taken, it is getting worse and worse.

Those upright ministers all supported him, thinking that the two older princes did not look like a benevolent monarch.

The third prince is the legitimate son of the empress dowager and his maternal family is of noble character. He is smart and decisive at a young age, but he is still young. We can only hope that the emperor can hold on for a few more years and support the third prince.

The emperor summoned Mr. Liu in, exempted him from kneeling, and asked the eunuch to give him a seat. He then asked, "My dear minister, do you have any important matters to report? Please sit down and talk."

Mr. Liu said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I just got a wild ginseng, but the doctor at home said that this ginseng is unusual. I dare not keep it to myself. Today I offer it to Your Majesty. Please decide whether it can be used."

The emperor did not take it too seriously after hearing this. He just thought that since his old minister, with whom he had shared weal and woe, remembered to send him good things, his trust in him was worthy.

When the eunuch beside him opened the box of ginseng, the emperor looked at it and smelled the familiar smell. He stood up from his seat and said, "This... this... this is..."

He ordered his personal eunuch, "Go and ask someone to call the imperial physician."

This thing, this smell, if he was not mistaken, he had seen it when he was a child.

At that time, the emperor's grandfather was in power, and he once used this thing to save an uncle.

Later, my great grandfather grew old and used a lot of it.

The last bit left was made into life-saving pills.

However, due to years of consumption, there are only a few left.

Otherwise, his physical condition is getting worse and worse, so why would he be reluctant to use it? He has to keep some emergency backup plan.

Over the past few decades, I have gone hunting every autumn, but have never found such a magical ginseng.

Ginseng usually blooms in May and June, but this spiritual ginseng was discovered in late autumn that year.

It was the flowering season at that time, so every year during the hunting trip, there were officials in each team who were specifically responsible for finding the spiritual ginseng.

Unfortunately, over the years, the government has collected a lot of high-quality ginseng, but has never encountered any magical ginseng.

Sometimes when he felt unwell, he would wonder if it was because he had killed too many people when he was young and hurt the harmony of nature, and that God wanted him to die young?

He thought a lot. Lord Liu didn't know what the emperor was thinking. He just saw that he was in deep thought, so he sat quietly aside and drank tea without disturbing him.

After a while, the imperial physician arrived.

The old man is over eighty years old, but he is still in good health and in good spirits.

The emperor exempted him from the gift, asked his medical attendant to put down the medicine box and leave.

There are many royal secrets, and the old doctor was shocked when he saw this situation.

I thought: Oh no, the emperor is going to die?

That's not right. The emperor is only in his forties. Even though his body is badly overdrawn, if he takes good care of himself, he can still live another two years. Why is he so secretive?

A lot was going on in his mind, but his face showed no emotion and he looked calm and composed.

Couldn't the emperor see what he was thinking? He sighed in his heart. People say that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Look, how scared the old man is.

He opened the medicine box and said to the old doctor: "Look, this is..."

What kind of nose is that? A doctor’s nose is different from that of ordinary people.

As soon as the box was opened, the special fragrance wafted out. He stood up at once, not caring about the etiquette between the emperor and his subjects. He took a few steps forward, muttering as he looked at it, "Yes, yes, it is this, exactly the same as it was back then."

Back then, he followed the old doctor to prepare medicine for the emperor's grandfather and had seen that magical object. How could he forget its appearance and smell?

The emperor confirmed it as soon as he saw his expression.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Uncle Liu had nothing else in mind, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of caution, he said, "This treasure has passed through someone else's hands, so we should check it out. Your Majesty's safety is the most important."

The imperial physician nodded, opened the medicine box, and performed various examinations.

With the emperor's permission, he took a sample and tasted it himself, then nodded: "Yes, it is a spiritual ginseng. Your Majesty can use it without worry."

After hearing this, the emperor smiled wider and wider. Soon, his laughter could be heard outside the palace: "God bless Dayu, hahahaha, God bless me Dayu."

The next day, Lord Liu was promoted to the first-class Marquis Jinyi because of his offering of treasures, and the title was hereditary for five generations.

You have to know that the marquis of Dayu Dynasty had to downgrade their titles every generation. Not only did the rank increase, but it would also be downgraded after five generations. If no talent could be produced within five generations to keep the title stable, then the Liu family deserved to decline.

The civil and military officials in the court had no idea what treasures Lord Liu had presented. They only saw that the emperor's complexion was getting better day by day. The two eldest princes were reprimanded several times and had their jobs demoted. They all had guesses in their minds.

After a few days, these cunning people found out that it was Mr. Liu Bo, no, now it was Mr. Liu Hou's subordinate. The old manager of Xixian Mansion came to the capital some time ago.

What was there to understand? That was a herbal medicine shop, so all the families mobilized and secretly sent people to investigate, and Xixian Prefecture became lively.