Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"This..." Li Deying's heart beat like a drum, hesitating.

"It's not too late!" Zhao Zeyong warned in a low voice: "There may be a scene later, you should think about it first, so as not to be nervous and make mistakes on the spot."

"Yes, yes." Li Deying swallowed hard, and nodded with a pale face: "I understand, I must follow your orders."

"His Royal Highness King Qing will take care of everything. Father-in-law, calm down, you are too tense." Song Shen, who was pretending to be an eunuch, comforted him in a low voice, and he took out a pill from his bosom, urging, "Come on, take one." Liuqing Anshen Pill."

"Hey, thank you." Li Deying took the pill and took it trustingly. He and Song Shen have known each other for several years and know each other well.

Rong Youtang reminded softly: "Since His Majesty wants to pray reverently, the incense table and the stove are essential, so don't miss it when you get busy."

"Master Rong is right to remind you!" The busy Li Deying raised his hand and slapped his forehead. With King Qing present, he had the backbone, gradually regained his composure, and said quickly, "Fortunately, there is a small Buddhist hall in Qianming Palace for His Majesty For meditation and meditation, just ask people to put incense candles as tribute."

Zhao Zeyong climbed up the stairs and strode towards his father's dormitory. He calmly told him: "All trivial matters are arranged by father-in-law. In special circumstances, there is no need to stick to etiquette and rules. Remember to adapt to the situation and overcome difficulties together."

"Yes."

"Ok."

The whole group was apprehensive, they walked around the screen, waved away layers of bright yellow curtains, and approached the dragon bed.

Rong Youtang could only feel the strong ambergris coming out of his nostrils, mixed with the faint charcoal gas and the bitter smell of medicine, being smoked by the warm earth dragon, he felt a little aggrieved, making his chest tight and suffocating.

"What are these smoke cages for?" Zhao Zeyong asked with a frown.

Li Deying explained with a sad face: "Your Majesty's limbs are cold, no amount of quilts will help, but I can only add a few smoked cages. This old slave has consulted the royal physician in advance."

Can't speak?Cold limbs?Rong Youtang brushed aside the soft and smooth bright yellow satin curtain, and dared not speculate deeply about the emperor's condition.

"The Earth Dragon and Nuan Pavilion here are warm enough, and there is no need to add extra charcoal fumigation. We ordinary people get dizzy after staying for a long time, let alone the sick?" Song Shen sighed and resolutely objected: "Your Highness, your Majesty's limbs are not cold because of the cold, hurry up." Ask someone to remove the smoke cage." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the dragon bed familiarly, but the first thing he saw was not Emperor Chengtian, but King Rui who served his father!

"You—" Song Shen was tongue-tied and eyes wide open, unable to speak for a moment.

"Come here!" Zhao Zeyong attached great importance to the doctor's advice, and raised his voice to order: "Remove all the smoke cages, don't you feel bored yourself? Hurry up."

"Your servant obeys." The imperial eunuchs didn't dare to delay at all, and carried out the order hurriedly.

Rong Youtang took a step slower, and when he stood still and raised his eyes, King Rui and Song Shen, who were silently looking at each other, suddenly came into view. He was taken aback, then approached, cupped his hands and said softly, "I pay my respects to His Royal Highness King Rui."

King Rui suddenly came back to his senses, his hair was tied up casually, his underwear was wrapped in a cloak, and his clothes were disheveled, obviously he rushed from the hot bed in a hurry.He stopped looking at Song Shen, and said instead: "My lord, invite me, you are all exempt from courtesy on such occasions. Third brother, you are finally here!"

"Song Shen, it's up to you, you must do your best to heal His Majesty!" Zhao Zeyong ordered solemnly.

"It's natural." Song Shen took off the eunuch's hat, threw it casually, and threw it towards King Rui without knowing it. Pulse diagnosis.

Zhao Zeyong closed his eyes for a moment, took a few strides forward, patted his younger brother's arm, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth brother, thank you for your hard work, are you okay?"

King Rui shook his head: "I'm fine, but Father..."

"No hurry. Come, sit for a while, and listen to Song Shen's diagnosis later." Zhao Zeyong pushed his younger brother to sit on the round stool, and he and Rong Youtang stood side by side, less than a foot away from the dragon bed, watching anxiously.

Standing Rong Youtang was condescending, he moved his steps without showing any trace, and looked at the dragon bed with his eyes fixed:

I saw Emperor Chengtian lying on his back with his eyes half-opened, but I don't know if he is sane, his face is gray and his lips are blue, his breathing is light and heavy at times, ho ho panting.

Too bad, just looking at His Majesty's appearance... Rong Youtang was worried, he glanced around unconsciously, and found that King Rui's eyes were staring fixedly at the dragon bed, his face was as white as paper.

It's enough for two cups of tea.

Song Shen's technique was very steady, and he used silver needles one by one. When he treated patients, he was often unsmiling and extremely serious, which made his relatives respect him.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that you are fine. Cao Min will write a prescription right away, go to the imperial pharmacy to dispense the medicine by hand, and come back after decocting it." Song Shen spoke briskly, tucking the quilt for the speechless patient.

Emperor Chengtian was conscious, blinked his eyes, and then turned his eyeballs, as if searching.

Song Shen understood, turned his head and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty has a request."

King Qing and King Rui hurriedly stepped forward side by side, knelt down in front of the couch, and bowed down to offer condolences:

"Father, my son is here." King Rui's eyes were sad, and the sadness came from his heart.He was born weak. Although Emperor Chengtian regretted it, he never disliked him. He always loved him and took care of him as much as possible.

"You can rest and recuperate at ease, everything has been arranged outside, and Eunuch Li will report later." Zhao Zeyong cut to the chase and told his father the most important problem directly.

Sure enough, Emperor Chengtian blinked his eyes in relief, and the fingers of his right hand moved slightly. Zhao Zeyong, who was keenly aware, elbowed his younger brother. King Rui hurriedly reached out to hold it, and tried his best to calmly comfort him: "Father, don't worry, Song Shen has gone to decoct the medicine." , he said you were fine."

Song Shen, who was prescribing the prescription behind the screen, heard that the nib of the pen paused, and a dot of ink appeared on the paper. He pretended nothing happened, dipped the pen into the ink, and continued writing.

Rong Youtang, who wanted to avoid it, had an idea, stepped forward quietly, stretched out his index finger, and wrote on Queen Qing's back: "Finger book."

Zhao Zeyong was stunned, turned his head slightly, understood, and asked tentatively: "Is there any order from the father? Can you use your fingers to write it on the palm?"

"You try?" King Rui spread his hands expectantly.

The eyes of Emperor Chengtian, who was suffering from being unable to speak, lit up, and his index finger moved slightly, slowly writing on his son's palm.

The Zhao Zeyong brothers stared with bated breath:

"Lu Zixing, Tan Run, Wang Zheng, and Lin Yulian." King Rui paused word by word, and finally asked, "Does my father want to summon the above four lords?"

Emperor Chengtian nodded his fingers and nodded invisibly at the same time.

"It's already dawn, and those elders should be on their way into the palace to pay their respects. My minister immediately arranged for people to wait, and generously invited them to discuss matters in the Ming Palace. What do you think?" Zhao Zeyong asked for instructions calmly. .

Emperor Chengtian opened the corner of his mouth and forced a smile to show his approval.Immediately afterwards, he moved his fingers to write a few words.

King Rui held his breath and read slowly: "Chen'er, put on more clothes—Royal Father!"

Emperor Chengtian's eyes were gentle and full of love.

The tip of Rui Wang's nose was sour, his eyes were hot immediately, he squeezed out a smile, choked up and said: "My son is not cold, my son is not filial, it always makes you worry."

Emperor Chengtian let out a sigh of relief, tapped his son's palm with his fingertips reassuringly, thought for a while, and wrote a few words again.

Zhao Zeyong identified it carefully, leaned closer and asked, "Do you still want to summon Xiao Jiu?"

Emperor Chengtian nodded.

"Yes!" Zhao Zeyong acted resolutely, without dragging his feet, got up and asked: "You rest, and my son will make arrangements. Fourth brother, the father will be entrusted to you to serve."

"it is good."

Zhao Zeyong blew out of the dormitory like a gust of wind, met Li Deying on the way, and asked doubtfully, "Where is Master Xiao Rong?"

"I went to the imperial pharmacy with Song Shen." Li Deying was sweating profusely, supported by his confidantes, and reported: "Your Highness, the Buddhist hall has been properly arranged."

"Very well, thank you for your hard work, go and take care of His Majesty." Zhao Zeyong urged with a wave.

"Your Majesty has trusted this old slave for decades, and this old slave is willing to go through fire and water for him! What's the hard work? I don't feel bitter at all." Li Deying babbled, looking like he was desperately escorting him, coming and going in a hurry, tired but not tired. After all, there is someone holding the sky above his head.

at the same time

Rong Youtang assisted Song Shen to be busy in the imperial pharmacy.

"Is this okay?" Rong Youtang asked humbly.He holds a cattail fan in his hand, fanning the charcoal fire to boil medicine.

"Yes." Song Shen nodded, he also held the cattail leaf fan, lifted the cover and smelled the fragrance of the medicine.

"Your share is for His Majesty, what is mine? A spare?" Rong Youtang asked curiously.

"You fried it and asked King Rui to drink it. Didn't you see that his face was pale and his lips were green? People with heart disease can't stay up late at all." Song Shen sighed deeply.

King Rui?

"Oh~" Rong Youtang, who was full of worries about the seriously ill emperor, suddenly realized, nodded and agreed: "I see."

Therefore, the two were in charge of a stove each, and they were cautious, not worrying about any eunuchs, and did the whole process by themselves.

When they returned to Qianming Palace with the concoction, it was already bright, and they were stopped by the guards sent by King Qing after a long distance.

"I don't know about the humble position. It seems that someone at the front door insisted on seeing His Majesty." A familiar guard revealed vaguely.

Rong Youtang's heartstrings tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is His Royal Highness Prince Qing?"

"I'm trying to dissuade you." The guards looked left and right as if they were facing an enemy, and they kept holding the handle of the knife tightly, ready to draw their swords to fight.

after a while

Rong Youtang walked towards the emperor's dormitory, and when he passed the study, he happened to hear an old man eagerly saying: "We can't delay any longer!"

"Master Lin, please be safe and don't be impatient, we have to wait for His Majesty to summon you."

"Can His Highness King Qing stop those who take the opportunity to make trouble?"

Chief Assistant Lu Zixing said calmly, "He can."

……

Rong Youtang was secretly startled, and walked quickly into the emperor's bedroom without stopping.

Song Shen freed his hand, forcefully pulled King Rui up, frowning and urged: "I'll take care of His Majesty, you go and drink the medicine!"

"Your Highness, please use." Rong Youtang took advantage of the opportunity to light up the dark concoction.

King Rui silently withdrew his wrist, turned his face away and reminded: "Xiao Jiu, get up and let Father take the medicine."

"En." Ninth Prince Zhao Ze'an's eyes were flushed, and he quickly gave up his seat to Song Shen.

"Your Highness, please." Rong Youtang offered the small bowl with both hands, King Rui took it, touched his lips to test the temperature, and drank it down in one gulp.

Rong Youtang was flustered in his heart, and asked softly: "Can you go to the front door to find out the situation?"

"Bring a few guards with you, and be careful to avoid them." King Rui readily agreed.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Rong Youtang bowed his head gratefully, took four guards, and hurried to the front door, just when he reached the inner screen wall, he heard the eldest prince questioning sharply:

"The third one!"

"Why do you stop us from seeing Father?"

"Could it be that you are guilty?"