[Red Mansion] The barrage teaches you to be a good person

It happened very suddenly, just as Jia Zheng was immersed in the joy of his daughter finally getting married, the sage suddenly fell ill again.This time, he passed out in his bedroom. Ji Zihe, who was preparing clothes for him at that time, supported him, sent someone to notify the queen with an ugly face, and ordered his confidants to call the imperial physician.

After the queen arrived here, after the imperial physician's diagnosis came out, she listened to their report, her long nails clutched her palm tightly. "How is Your Majesty?" The queen's voice was deep, standing beside the bed listening to the saint's heavy breathing, her heart ached. The man who had been standing in front of her had already begun to grow old.

"Back to Empress, Your Majesty's physical loss is too right. I have already discovered it when I suddenly fainted in Saibei, but Your Majesty still didn't have enough rest. This time, after fainting, after waking up, it will not be the same as before, then Be flexible." It was Zhang Yuyi who was pushed up to report back, with a straightforward personality, but when he said the last sentence, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The queen's gentle face was solemn, and the shock in her heart did not show on her face at all, "When will Your Majesty wake up?"

"Two days, at least two more days." If he wakes up within two days, everyone will be happy. If not... Doctor Zhang sighed, then his life would be at stake.

When King Cheng received the news, he was making tea in the study, and Chen Yuan was sitting opposite him.King Cheng stood up after making tea slowly and said to him, "Pour it away."

Chen Yuan watched King Cheng leave, but he poured out the tea with his hand and took a sip... Hehe, no wonder, no wonder.Chen Yuan laughed out loud and poured out the rest, even if King Cheng's face remained unchanged and his hands didn't shake, his heart definitely couldn't be calm.

The queen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the saint who was breathing more calmly.Just now she had ordered people to inform the courtiers that the saint was unwell, and the morning court was suspended for the past few days, and then she sent people to ask King Cheng to enter the palace secretly.At the same time, all news was firmly blocked, whether it was internal or external, even if there were spies from various factions in the palace, the news would not be spread out for at least a few days.

Huang Momo was so anxious that she didn't know what to look like when she knew that the queen gave this order. When Ji Zihe went out, she said anxiously in a low voice: "Mother, why did you send someone to call King Cheng over? What a great opportunity!"

"Opportunity, what a good opportunity?" The Queen's eyebrows and eyes were fierce, making Huang Momo suffocate, and she lowered her head, "Mommy, did you forget that you are from this palace!"

"Mother, this old slave is only worried about you..." Huang Momo said quickly, she admired the queen, and she was also fascinated to say such words just now.

The queen rubbed her brows, she looked extremely tired under her gorgeous appearance, "Everyone has selfishness, if King Mian is really talented, why didn't I intercede for him at the very beginning? How could I have the heart! But you see Look at him!" Even though King Mian was sent to the territory, he still kept making small moves, and the queen was completely disappointed in her only son after seeing the news from her cronies.

She is not the Empress Dowager Zhang of the previous dynasty, who can forcefully push her son to the throne even though he is demented.Without even the most basic qualifications, how can the queen...

"This is the best result." The queen said looking at Huang Momo, the indifference in her eyes made her finally understand that the queen had completely given up on her son.

Although Cheng Wang has an indifferent personality and cold words, he is a good candidate no matter how he treats things or people, or his behavior and character.Moreover, the queen knew the sage's knot in his heart, and he might have already made a decision in his heart.

When King Cheng walked into the saint's bedroom, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, and Ji Zihe came out to greet him in person. "My lord, please come inside." Cheng Wang nodded slightly, although his expression didn't change, but his pupils tightened slightly. No matter how Ji Zihe's expression was concealed, he was also anxious like never before.

"My son, I have seen the empress." Seeing the smear of red in the inner room, King Cheng knelt down on one knee, and before he could complete the ceremony, he was called by the queen, "Your Majesty, don't be too polite, get up quickly. Let's come and see your father first." Her voice was soft, with a hint of pain.King Cheng stepped forward a few steps, looked at the sleeping saint, his face finally couldn't help but break, and there was pain in his eyes, "Mother, what's going on?" Compared with when he was in Saibei, the saint looked older a bit.

The queen said what the imperial doctor meant, and King Cheng heard the hidden meaning of the imperial doctor. If you can't survive these few days... He blinked, and suddenly looked up at the queen, "Your Majesty, this time calling my son Come here, do you have anything to say?"

The queen put the saint's hand back into the quilt, squeezed the corners neatly, then stood up and looked at King Cheng, "You come out with me." Ji Zihe and Huang Momo consciously stayed in the inner room .

Ji Zihe looked at the still comatose sage, then at the empress and Cheng Wang who had just left the house, closed his eyes, and covered up all the emotions he shouldn't have, and when he opened his eyes again, he was the same Chief of Staff.

"Your Majesty, the empress sent someone to say that the saint is not feeling well, so don't bother your majesty during this time." A delicate court lady walked into the empty hall and whispered.

Concubine Shu, who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and reciting Buddhist scriptures, slowly opened her eyes, "Your Majesty... the palace has been copying Buddhist scriptures for His Majesty in the past few days, and everyone must not conflict with anyone."

"Yes." The maid stepped back again.

The saint fell ill...but what did it matter to her?Concubine Shu closed her beautiful eyes again, and read the scriptures lightly, her son had long since lost hope.

"Father fell ill?" Zhao Wang jumped up, his expression changed, "No, I have to go to the palace!"

"Farewell, my lord." The doorman who came to deliver the news wrinkled his face, "The empress has already issued an order. Unless there is her warrant, you are not allowed to enter or leave the palace for a few days." Zhao Wang's face was ugly, the empress said What means?Could it be that they are still worried about what they will do to the saint! !

"Too much deceit!" Zhao Wang kicked the table angrily, and walked around the room a few times, "Now you go to inquire about the news, and there are news about the other princes and the others! You must not miss any of them!"

"Yes, my lord."

Prince Loyalty frowned and looked at the things in his hands, walking up and down in the study, the heavy face on his face implied that his heart was not stable.The concubine personally brought the decoction over, looked at the distressed expression on Prince Zhongyi's face, and sighed: "Since His Majesty values ​​it so much, why are you so worried?"

Prince Zhongyi drank the soup in one gulp, waved all the people who were waiting in the house to go down, put his arms around the princess and said in a low voice: "I'm not worried about this, it's just that the emperor never revealed his intentions before, the fourth son's And because of the empress dowager's life experience... Even if I come forward, it may not be safe." Moreover, since he received the news that the saint was unwell just now, his heart has been fluttering and he still hasn't recovered.

Alas, when this time comes, don't forget to trick him, what a good brother.

And when Jia Zheng received the news, he was drinking tea and choked immediately, coughing several times before wiping off the water stains on his body with a flushed face.The news came from the secret guard, and Jia Zheng couldn't help frowning after hearing it, "The prince has entered the palace?"

"Yes." The man's hoarse voice made Jia Zheng's face change slightly. The news he just received in the morning was that the saint was unwell, but if it was so serious that King Cheng was going to enter the palace, why was there no news... Wait, Jia Zheng Zheng's eyes were suddenly filled with shock. Could it be that the saint has endangered his life this time!

He asked the hidden guard to go down for a while, and then kept walking around the house, clenching his hands behind his back unconsciously. It seemed to be calm today, and he hadn't heard of any changes between King Zhao and King Zhao, but Prince Cheng just entered. It was the palace, which had to make Jia Zheng think of some bad things.

"Could it be that the emperor is about to die?"

"The queen is also satisfied with King Cheng? If the emperor really passed out, she should be the only one who can call King Cheng in, right?"

"It feels weird."

"This emperor still looks good."

"Be careful of the other lords, even if their brains can't handle King Cheng, they are not good enemies."

"Then what about King Cheng?"

"Wait, if King Cheng becomes the emperor, wouldn't he have to marry a wife??? OMG!"

"For the time being, it seems to be a good thing for King Cheng. Although the words are a bit harsh, but the emperor is not dead, how can King Cheng take the throne?"

"The saint's body is probably going to die."

All the bullet screens are all speculations about the saint's physical condition, but without exception, none of them are good words.The more Jia Zheng looked at it, the heavier his heart became. Sooner or later, there will be such a day, but no matter how much preparation he makes, it is not enough.

Jia Zheng made a quick calculation in his heart, and felt more at ease.Since King Cheng really had a heart-to-heart relationship with Jia Zheng, he had told Jia Zheng many secret things without any scruples, and every time Jia Zheng felt heavy.Although Cheng Wang has never revealed it, the Admiral of the Nine Gates of the capital is his man, not to mention that the Mu family was originally a family of military officers, and there are still some hidden clues lurking all the time.

It wasn't until this time that Jia Zhengfang realized that even though King Cheng had no intention of taking the throne at the beginning, his secret power was not weak at all.

Really... He sighed and shook his head, no wonder the crown prince can't tolerate King Cheng, sometimes King Cheng is really... I don't know why, at such a tense moment, when he thinks of King Cheng, he still can't help showing his face smile.

The author has something to say: I fell asleep in a daze last night, without code words, got up in the morning and hesitated for a few minutes between the two articles of Red Mansion and Kangxi, and resolutely chose Red Mansion qwq