I pretend to be a fairy in ancient times

Yan Yunkai resolutely gave up all authority, and lived safely in the Taoist temple of Taiqi Mountain for five years.

Five years later, the first emperor dragged his sick body and personally went up the mountain to bring Yan Yunkai back to the capital.

The 53-year-old Xiandi was old and frail, knowing that his time was running out, and the seven-year-old little prince couldn't even memorize the Analects of Confucius. How could he carry the burden of a country.

The first emperor still wanted to give Yanyun Kaifeng King, but he still refused to accept it.

The first emperor saw Yan Yunkai's determination and began to trust him. However, during the more than a year of the first emperor's illness, most of the courtiers and many local officials had already taken refuge in the then empress, the current empress dowager.

At that time, the first emperor really wanted to let the queen be buried, but that was impossible. 500 years before the Jin Dynasty, the bad habit of burying concubines had been abolished, let alone the queen.

Fortunately, there is no provision for the burial of concubines, otherwise the queen might ask the courtiers to submit to the burial of the prince's biological mother, Concubine Shu.

It wasn't that the first emperor loved Concubine Shu so much that he couldn't bear her death.He kept Concubine Shu because he wanted to use her to check and balance the queen, and he was worried about entrusting the young prince under the queen's knees.

It's a pity that all the members of Concubine Shu's family are full of wine and food, otherwise, as the mother of the only prince, how could she still be Concubine Shu, at least she should be a noble concubine.

Under such circumstances, the first emperor could only rely heavily on Yan Yunkai.He returned the rights of the Northern Army to Yan Yunkai again, because the queen's younger brother was in charge of the Gyeonggi camp.

After Yan Yunkai regained his military power, his first move was to quietly transfer [-] Northern Army soldiers to the west of Taiqi Mountain.When the descendants found out, Yan Yunkai, who was firmly seated in the capital, said with a smile that he transferred the Northern Army to the capital to train his own troops, which was rotated once a year. In fact, he was confronting the Gyeonggi camp.

With [-] northern troops escorting him, and after the late emperor handed over some royalist forces to Yan Yunkai, he finally died with peace of mind.

Yan Yunkai confronted the Queen Mother for five full years. First, she slowly removed her influence in the army and court. In order to prevent her from jumping over the wall, the Gyeonggi Camp was still in her hands.

The little emperor gradually grew to be 12 years old, and Xu Jian felt that things had been developing in a good direction.

Who would have thought that at this juncture, the little emperor would suffer from an incurable disease called intestinal gangrene.

At this time, Xu Jian had quietly taken his seat. If something happened to the little emperor, these old officials must support Yan Yun to take the position. This was what the late emperor revealed at the end.

Because according to the Queen Mother's wishes, he will definitely support King Wei's youngest son, because Princess Wei is the youngest sister of the Queen Mother.

But King Wei was only the cousin of the first emperor, so Xu Jian still felt that his lineage was far away.

What Xu Jian is most worried about now is that the queen mother will make a fuss about Yan Yunkai's dead mother, saying that her status as a singer is low.

However, the right of succession is determined according to the patrilineal lineage. No matter who Yan Yunkai's mother is, the rationality of his succession to the throne is higher than that of King Wei's son, or even higher than King Wei himself.

Now, all the courtiers are concerned about the succession of the throne, and they have basically determined that the little emperor will not survive.It was under such circumstances that Zhao Ji walked into the Zichen Palace, the emperor's bedroom.

The tone of this palace city is also solemn and black. A young eunuch who is about the same age as Zhao Ji leads the way. He walks fast, but silently, like a ghost walking through the darkness.

Zhao Ji was taken aback by his association.

Stop it, don't think about it any more.

It took about half an hour to walk from the palace gate to the emperor's bedroom.This black palace city is very large, much larger than the Beijing Forbidden City in Zhao Ji's memory. There are no shining glazed tiles and red palace walls, but there are countless well-arranged pavilions and pavilions, which have a deep and graceful beauty.

It's just that Zhao Ji is not in the mood at all now, admiring the beauty of ancient buildings, he just wants to see the emperor quickly, cure his appendicitis, and receive the medical expenses he deserves.

Walking to the bottom of the steps of Zichen Hall, the little eunuch said to Zhao Ji, "Doctor Zhao, please wait here."

The little eunuch left, and Zhao Ji was left hanging outside the Zichen Hall, waiting for another half an hour.

It's midsummer now, and the sun is slowly rising. Standing in a place without shelter, Zhao Ji didn't dare to move at will, feeling more and more restless.

Outside the emperor's bedroom, there were guards walking around and patrolling all the time.

Zhao Ji could keenly feel that every time the patrolling guards passed by, they would look at him vaguely.There are also court ladies and eunuchs who pass by from time to time, and there are also many probing eyes on him, plus the irritability brought about by the weather, he has to endure all of these.

Finally, when Zhao Ji's front and back were almost wet with sweat, a high-ranking eunuch came out and said loudly, "Xuan, see the doctor Zhao Ji."

The emperor's entire dormitory covers an area of ​​almost one mu, but the area that really belongs to the bedroom is only [-] square meters. Through the layers of gauze curtains and the smoke of incense, Zhao Ji can see the bed lying on the bed. Alone, he was still howling.

This is acute appendicitis and it must be painful.

There is an ice basin in the emperor's bedroom. Zhao Ji, who had just been exposed to the sun, finally felt alive again.

At this moment, the Chief Eunuch Lu Jixiang, who had already bowed to salute, retreated to the side, that is, the eunuch Lu Jixiang who had just brought Zhao Ji in, couldn't stand it.He is the head of the big house, and it is not a special occasion, or the masters are angry, usually he does not need to kneel down.

But this Zhao Ji, seeing him for the first time, can't even do the simplest salute.

Looking at Zhao Ji's young age, it's possible that he can't do anything, so he just randomly revealed the list.Lu Jixiang, who was already full of doubts about him, was even less optimistic about him.

In fact, he was also thinking about whether it would be better to take refuge in the Queen Mother, or it would be safer to take refuge in the Imperial Teacher.To Zhao Ji, who claimed to be able to cure intestinal gangrene, he was a bit condescending.

After waiting for a few breaths, Lu Jixiang saw that Zhao Ji was still standing there stupidly, and finally whispered, "Kneel."

Zhao Ji, who was not used to kneeling in ancient times, finally remembered that he had to kneel when he saw the emperor.He decided to cure the emperor's illness this time, and after solving the problem of old man Zhao, he went to the south to find a wealthy place to practice medicine, and he never wanted to see these hateful emperors and nobles again.

Although he cursed in his heart, the evil feudal society, he still knelt obediently, and imitated the tone in the TV series and said, "Grassman Zhao Ji, join His Majesty the Emperor."

He didn't say anything like long live, because he was afraid that this kind of rhetoric would not be popular here, so it's better to say more and less.

But now the emperor is still lying on the bed and crying, and no one cares about him.

He secretly looked up, and there were two women sitting on the two chairs with backrests on the left, both of whom should be over 30 years old, with traces of careful maintenance, and both were still very beautiful.

One was wearing a full-body dress with a dignified expression.One was wearing a lotus root plain dress, with only a silver hairpin on her head, and holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

On the way there, Liu Da had already told Zhao Ji everything he knew. Today there are two queen mothers, namely the original empress, Queen Mother Dong, and the emperor's biological mother, Queen Mother Zheng.

It seems to be the above two.

Sitting on a round stool on the right is a man, his demeanor is rich and handsome, revealing a faint nobility.But that thin figure, even wearing a loose robe, still couldn't stop the graceful lines full of tension.And that face, which can be called the most perfect masterpiece in the sky, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Zhao Ji would have yelled, male god.

In the past, Zhao Ji, who was very confident in his appearance, would never have thought that he had the attribute of Yangou.Now he knows, it's because he hasn't met a really good-looking person yet.

and many more.

This perfect sitting posture, and this familiar figure, has he seen it there before?

Come to think of it, isn't this the national teacher who caught a glimpse two days ago.He had to admit that a back view was something he couldn't forget for a long time.

After seeing the front face, he instantly had the urge to fall in love.

Zhao Ji spurned himself, why did he become such a superficial person, and at the same time couldn't help but look at the national teacher twice more.

good looking.

Then he lowered his head and continued to salute, "Cao Min sees the two queen mothers, my lord."

When Zhao Ji secretly looked at the people sitting above, they were also looking at him.

Empress Dowager Zheng was concerned about the safety of her own son. Knowing that someone was on the list, she still had some hope in her heart, but seeing a young man like Zhao Ji, her heart became cold, so she stopped looking at him, bowed her head and continued to chant sutras, hoping God would Buddha blesses his son to tide over the difficulties.

Empress Dowager Dong wished that the emperor would die sooner. She thought that the person who should be on the list had some ability, but when she saw Zhao Ji, she felt relieved.

Only the national teacher Yan Yunkai looked inexplicable, because the way Zhao Ji looked at him just now was too explicit.There are many men and women who like him, and he has never met such a straightforward one, with eyes shining and cheeks flushed (just sun-baked).

It's not annoying at all.

The author has something to say:

Happy Qixi Festival everyone.

Then, Zhao Ji just took a peek at the beauty of the national teacher, and did not fall in love at first sight~