[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

Late at night, dead of night.

The atmosphere in the palace at this time was extremely tense and stagnant, as if before a storm came.

When Zhang Heng entered the palace, he already knew what happened in the palace.

He frowned, and walked in a hurry, three steps in parallel, wishing he could reach Chaohua Hall immediately.

As he was walking, he was thinking in his heart what a storm and waves would be caused by Emperor Jianming fainting in the court.

Although the crown prince has grown somewhat now, and the power of the prince's faction is gradually surpassing that of the seventh prince's, no one can say for sure before the dust settles.

When he reached Chaohua Hall, he gradually slowed down.

Zhang Heng glanced at the guards at the door, all of them were sullen and looked around vigilantly.

Thoughtful in his heart, he entered the Chaohua Palace with his thoughts.

The prince was waiting in front of the bed, and when he saw him coming, he suddenly felt that the stone in his heart had finally landed, so he quickly called out in a low voice: "Master Zhang."

Zhang Heng saluted him.

Prince Tuyuan quickly waved his hand and excused him from the ceremony.

"Who is here?" Emperor Jianming stared in bewilderment, and asked vaguely as if his throat was stuck.

Tu Yuan hurriedly said: "Master Zhang is here."

"Master Zhang?" Emperor Jianming seemed to remember who he was, and said, "Zhang Qing? Tell him to go out, I don't want to see him! I've had enough of his stubbornness!"

The prince was stunned, and the imperial doctor next to him was also stunned.

Everyone looked at Zhang Heng hesitantly.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a while, and then he realized who Emperor Jianming was talking about. The Zhang Qing he was talking about was his father Zhang An. His father was famous for his stubbornness in the court.

After the incident happened to his sister, his father bumped him to death in the palace to prove his sister's innocence.

"Your Majesty, it's a humble minister." Zhang Heng reminded with mixed feelings in his heart.

Emperor Jianming barely opened his eyes, straightened his upper body, looked at him, and finally recognized him, "It's you."

He went back to sleep again.

Zhang Heng had a vague feeling in his heart.

I'm afraid that Emperor Jianming's time is really numbered. Although Emperor Jianming has been suffering from minor illnesses over the years, this time he was so sick that even he and his father were confused. It can be seen that his brain is really not working well.

He was thinking like this when he heard footsteps behind him.

Without even turning his head, he guessed who it was—Tu Lu and Song Yuanqing.

"Father!" As soon as Tu Lu entered the palace, he couldn't wait to walk to the dragon bed, knelt in front of the bed, and asked in a gentle voice: "My son is late, please forgive me!"

He looked full of sincerity, fear and worry, and those who didn't know it really thought he was a dutiful son.

Emperor Jianming coughed and waved his hands: "Get up, you are a filial child, how could I blame you, there is nothing wrong with me, it's just the imperial doctor making a big fuss!"

What he said made Lin Yuyi break out in a cold sweat, and quickly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I deserve death for my crimes!"

Emperor Jianming glanced at him indifferently, but there was no expression in his eyes, his eyes seemed to gradually turn from cloudy to clear, he beckoned, the prince was about to reach out to help him up, but he ignored him, in vain Lu was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward, pushed the prince away, and helped Emperor Jianming himself.

"What's wrong with you, you're just doing your duty." Emperor Jianming said, "Get up too. I'm fine. You all go out. I have something to say to the Seventh Prince."

Both the prince and Zhang Heng were stunned.

The crown prince looked suspicious, not sure why his father didn't seem to treat him that much when he was fine before.

Zhang Heng gave him a calm look, calmed his emotions, and said: "I will leave."

Out of the palace gate.

Imperial doctor Lin bowed to Zhang Heng and the crown prince, and then went back to his imperial medical office.

The prince couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at the gate of Chaohua Palace. At this time, Feng Dao was walking out slowly and closed the door.

He clenched his fists, feeling suspicious and unwilling.

"Be safe and don't be impatient!" Zhang Heng said in a low voice, "You pretend to give me a ride, and we will talk as we walk."

The prince withdrew his gaze and nodded.

"Did Doctor Lin just say why His Majesty passed out?" Zhang Heng asked in a low voice on the long corridor.

The crown prince nodded, "I said it, it was because of the upward flow of qi and blood, I lost my qi for a while."

Qi and blood go up?

Zhang Heng stopped in his tracks, his eyes were full of doubts, nothing had happened inside or outside the court these days, if there was anything that could irritate Emperor Jianming, he fainted.

"Have you received any news before?" Zhang Heng couldn't figure out the reason, so he frowned and asked.

Tu Yuan shook his head.

It was precisely because he didn't know anything beforehand that he was surprised by Emperor Jianming's sudden unfamiliar attitude.

These days, the relationship between him and Emperor Jianming's father and son has rarely eased up, and now he has returned to the starting point all of a sudden, and he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Don't be discouraged, and pay attention to find out what happened before His Majesty passed out, who he met, and what he said." Zhang Heng said calmly, a series of words that would be enough to lose his head.

Prince Tuyuan nodded, "Uncle, don't worry, I will investigate."

"Just send it here." The gate of the palace was already approaching, Zhang Heng stopped, turned around, and he whispered a few words: "Be careful in everything, if you encounter anything, you know how to contact me .”

"Yes." Tu Yuan's heart warmed up, he gritted his teeth, determined to dig out the cause of the incident.

After so many years, he and his uncle have lived together and survived so many difficulties. It makes no sense that they will not be able to get through this time.

but.

The wind and clouds above the court are surging and changing rapidly.

Within a few days, everyone had faintly noticed one thing—the prince had fallen out of favor.

Originally in the court, when Emperor Jianming encountered some things, he would ask the prince how to look at it and how to do it.

But now, this kind of treatment has changed from the master to the Seventh Prince.

And the prince seemed to be completely ignored.

From the beginning to the end, Emperor Jianming didn't even look at him, as if he didn't exist.

Emperor Jianming's attitude is the weather vane on the ocean.

He likes the prince, and the prince's faction is powerful.

He likes the seventh prince, and the faction of the seventh prince has revived again.

Nobody can figure it out - what the hell is he thinking?

Except for Emperor Jianming and the Seventh Prince.