The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

Ning Rongzhang was holding a sip of tea when he got a chance to take advantage of the situation. A guard came in from outside the palace and announced, "Master, Master Wei is here."

Wei Zheng came in and bowed, with a smile on his face, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Ning Rongzhang raised his head and glanced at him, "What makes you so happy?"

After the palace servants left, Wei Zheng came forward with a smile and said, "A Zhang, I'm getting married."

Almost at the same time, Ning Rongzhang carefully went through the candidates in his mind. The woman who had been close to him in recent days seemed to be a girl from the He family.

"But Miss He?" He thought so in his mind and said it out loud.

Wei Zheng nodded, "Although I have now obtained an official position and become a member of the cabinet, I still feel that I am not worthy of my Ah Hui, so I want to ask the prince for an imperial decree to grant us marriage."

It wasn't a difficult task, but Ning Rongzhang couldn't calm down for a long time when he looked at the written edict granting marriage. He raised his eyes and asked him, "Are you kidding?"

Wei Zheng was about to raise his hand to swear, his eyes were firm as he said, "I'm not kidding."

After he left, Ning Rongzhang called Xiao Qi in a daze, "Are Lord Wei and Miss He very familiar with each other?"

Xiao Qi thought that the master was asking about official business, so he said, "When Lord Wei was still in prison, Miss He was often in and out of prison. Master, do you want me to check it out?"

He waved his hand quickly, "No need."

The successful candidates in the imperial examinations entered the court one after another. The number one scholar Lu Shi was appointed Minister of War, Wei Zheng became a Cabinet Scholar, and Pei Yan, a man of integrity, took over the Ministry of War.

All the subsequent assistant ministers and officials, regardless of their official positions, were promoted by Ning Rongzhang himself, and several people from aristocratic families were dismissed for this purpose. Those aristocratic families looked at the evidence of crimes that were like precious treasures, and they could only suppress their anger and dare not speak out.

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Fan Ruo's master came to the capital in the summer. The bright sunlight made people's faces feel a little tight. Meng Yu and Yuan Shou just came to the capital riding two donkeys.

A pair of guards came towards us on the main street, wearing armor, with golden feather swords on their waists, looking very impressive. They trotted straight towards us.

Meng Yu pulled the reins of the donkey, leaned forward slightly, looked at the aggressive team of soldiers, and said, "Lao Yuan, have you offended anyone?"

Yuanshou was wearing a Taoist robe, looking like an immortal. He stroked the white beard on his chin and rolled his eyes. “What a joke. I have never violated any law, so how could I possibly provoke the soldiers to hunt me down? If they have to kill me, it’s because of you—” He dragged out the last syllable of his voice, and before he could even react, the soldiers were already in front of him.

"Hehe——" Meng Yu laughed again, "My dear officials——"

The leading officer suddenly bowed and said, "May I know if you two are Divine Doctor Meng and Taoist Yuan?"

So polite?

Yuanshou was dumbfounded.

On the contrary, Meng Hui said in a pretentious tone, "That's right."

"It's like this. The Regent sent us to wait here. Please come in, both of you." The soldier seemed to be a person who was difficult to reason with. He "invited" the two elderly men over fifty years old to get on the carriage.

Yuanshou leaned out of the carriage window, looked at his beloved donkey, and wailed, "My donkey——"

One of them seemed to have heard some shrill wailing and replied, "Don't worry, sir, we will take good care of it."

Yuanshou snorted coldly. He had already seen through the officers and soldiers' words. They said that the donkey would be kept properly. He estimated that his beloved donkey would appear in major butcher shops in Shangjing City tomorrow, and then appear on people's plates and bowls.

Thinking of this, Yuanshou suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and was about to mourn for his dying donkey.

Meng Yu turned his eyes away and said, "You old Taoist, are you still going to cry? How come you still can't see clearly the separation of life and death in this world?"

Yuanshou rolled his eyes, "Although I am a Taoist priest, I am also a serious person, not a beast like you."

Meng Yu: ...

Originally, they had thought to spend a few days in the prosperous Shangjing City before going to the palace. Unexpectedly, the regent was impatient, and they were taken to the palace in a carriage just after they entered the capital.

I can only watch the prosperity outside but cannot share it, which makes me extremely uncomfortable.

Asan had been waiting at the city gate. When he saw an old man who practiced medicine and a Taoist priest with an air of immortality coming over, he quickly invited them into the sedan chair and carried them directly to the main hall.

The two old men were already dizzy after riding in a carriage and a sedan chair. When they were calming down in the hall, they saw Fan Ruo walking in.

"Master, elder."

"Hey - nephew! You are here at last. You said you were going to find your master, so you went to find your master. Why did you bring me here as well?"

Yuanshou was very dissatisfied. After arriving in the capital today, he could freely travel in the prosperous Shangjing City. Why did he have to be dragged to the palace now?

Fan Ruo already knew the temperament of Taoist Yuan Shou, so he just bowed and said, "In my opinion, this patient's condition is not simply incurable. I really have no other options, so I asked Yuan Bo to come with me."

That's so.

"Let's go and take a look first."

In the sleeping palace.

All the windows were half-open, and the outer hall was burning with a faint scent of incense sticks, which was very fresh. On the tall wooden table next to the window, there was a few days of pure green porcelain with thin necks and tall bodies, and in it were flowers that had just been cut from the imperial garden this morning.

Fragrant.

Yuanshou followed behind Meng Yu, sizing him up and whispered, "Very elegant."

Ji Mengshu has been in a coma for a long time. Every day she doesn't wake up will make Ji Mengshu, Ning Rongzhang and those who care about her worry for a day.

Knowing that the miracle doctor was coming today, Ji Yuanzheng specially asked for leave and was already waiting by the side in his casual clothes. When he saw someone coming, he hurried forward and said, "Miss doctor, Taoist master, my sister has been in a coma for more than a month. Please treat her."

A group of people rushed into the originally quiet bedroom. Meng Yu waved his hand and said, "Disciple, you guys should leave first. Let Lao Yuan and I take a good look."

Ning Rongzhang waved his hand, and the originally crowded room became empty. Everyone waited outside the palace gate.

Meng Yu held her wrist and closed his eyes to observe her pulse. Her pulse was sluggish and her qi was condensed.

As long as the people inside the hall don't come out, the people outside the hall feel like their hearts are hanging on hot oil, and they are in constant torment.

Inside the palace.

Meng Yu frowned slightly, looked at Yuanshou, and said, "Come and take a look."

There were not many injuries that could plague Meng Yu. Yuanshou was a little curious. He put down the whisk in his hand, lifted up his Taoist robe and looked at her face carefully.

It would be fine if you didn't look at it, but once you did, you would feel that her fate had changed and was obviously not on the previous track.

Two incense sticks of time passed.