[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

"Your Majesty, what should I do?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lin Ruiyang looked at the comatose man in confusion, frowning tightly even though he lost consciousness, and stretched out his hand involuntarily to smooth the wrinkles between his brows.

However, Lin Ruiyang knew that now was not the time to be weak and helpless.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to make my own decisions. I hope you won't blame me when you wake up." He turned and walked into the inner room, took down the Shangfang sword from the shelf, and walked out resolutely.

In the Zhaoren Hall of the Qianqing Palace, which was protected by the emperor's cronies and elite groups, Feng Sheng sighed heavily: "What should we do now? Dai Quan, what did Doctor Ge say?"

Dai Quan bowed his waist: "My lord, Doctor Ge said that Your Majesty took the antidote in advance, and the poison was spit out from the mouth of blood just now, and the dragon body is fine. Your Majesty's still not awake may be caused by a moment of anger. Doctor Ge personally decocted it." I took the medicine for His Majesty."

"Can you wake up tomorrow?" Er Rongan asked.

"Physician Ge said that he is not sure." Dai Quan replied in a low voice.

"I'm so pissed off! Yongqi Yongxuan and those bastards!" Hong Chang raised his foot to realize that he was still in the Qing Palace, and stomped his feet on the ground as if to vent his anger, "Is martial law still in the capital?"

Feng Sheng nodded: "If the rebels are not wiped out for a day, you can't relax. Commander Ba Lu, you personally lead the people at the sticky poles to protect the emperor. Don't relax for a moment."

"Slave understands!" The new leader knelt down and accepted the order.

"Then the matter of ransacking the house is waiting for His Majesty to wake up?" Er Rongan asked again.

"What's there to wait for, a group of dog slaves who eat inside and outside!" Hong Chang shouted angrily, "It will be executed tomorrow, and the king will personally supervise the execution!"

"What should Concubine Shun do with it?" Lin Ruiyang asked a difficult question.

Everyone choked, and they could barely make up their minds about the matter in the court, and when it came to the harem...

"Even if you let it go, it won't make her feel better. Tell the queen about her co-conspiracy, ask her to present the Zhonggong letter, and stop Yushi's mouth first." As a man from Aixinjueluo's family, Hong Chang The attitude towards Yong Jue can still be controlled somewhat.

A few people glanced at me and discussed how to stabilize the court, but Feng Shengle didn't say much, he was looking at the white steam rising from the teacup in a trance.

Important people were murdered one after another, and the people next to him even participated in it. The former emperor and princes united with Tsarist Russia to rebel. No matter what the reason was, the death of Prince Horqin would definitely cause Mongolia to turmoil. At this time, if Yong Jue wakes up, he would most like to see The person should be...

He raised his head, and his tone was extremely solemn: "Eight hundred miles to send a letter to the front line urgently, and call Hai Lancha back."

Probably this time God finally favored the ill-fated emperor.

The next morning, Yong Jue woke up, although his expression was a little tired, but it still made everyone who had been worried all night weep with joy.

Leaning on the cushion with his eyes slightly closed, after listening to the temporary dispositions of his confidants, Yong Jue nodded, and said in a calm voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Hongchang is responsible for the ransacking and extermination of the families today, don't let them transfer property secretly Leave a few people, the Zhen family is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, let Su Heng, the censor of Yanyan, be in charge."

"Don't worry, your majesty, none of them can escape." Hong Chang responded readily.

"The clan's mansion is more concerned, don't let Yongxuan commit suicide."

"It's natural."

"I heard that there was a young man named Yue Zheng who fought bravely last night. He was very brilliant?" Yong Jue thought of a certain story.

A deep smile floated in Hong Chang's eyes: "That's right, he is worthy of being Yue Zhongqi's descendant, and he has the demeanor of an old general." Moreover, this young man who had been arguing with Bu Shunda all the way is probably...

Yong Jue curled his lips, the daughter that I hold in the palm of my hand, anyone who dares to think about it will cut off his little brother!

Silently lighting the wax for a certain boy, Hong Chang smiled and said nothing.

"As for the recent court affairs..." The stabbing pain in his temple became more and more acute, Yong Jue frowned slightly, and moved his fingers impatiently, "Let the Military Aircraft Department deal with it first, and they will pass it to me if they are not sure."

Feng Shenge suddenly interjected: "Your Majesty, Yin Jishan has retired, and E Rong'an is in charge of the household department. I'm afraid he will be separated. I don't know how to do it. Who is the chief military minister?"

When mentioning Yin Jishan, one would think of the huge conspiracy, and then think of Mingrui, and immediately felt a throbbing pain in his heart. Yong Jue couldn't help but sighed: "Leave it to Fu Heng. He has been a foreman for many years and has experience."

"I will arrange it. Your Majesty needs to rest more and pay attention to the dragon's body." Hong Chang instructed in a low voice.

"I know."

Hong Chang backed away with a wink, and Yong Jue's handsome face immediately distorted, and his face also turned pale.

Seeing this scene as soon as he came in, Lin Ruiyang was so frightened that he flew over and looked him up and down in horror: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty, you have a headache again? Do you want to pass on the imperial physician?"

"No, bring the medicine." Yong Jue beckoned, took the bowl of pitch-black juice, and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Ruiyang hurriedly waited for the other party to change into obscene clothes, lay down, and gently massaged him.

The cold fingers immediately relieved most of the headache, Yong Jue sighed comfortably, and his frowned brows loosened, and he found a comfortable position, ready to lie down for a while.

"Your Majesty." Lin Ruiyang said suddenly in a soft voice.

"Ok?"

"What happened last night..." He was anxious, peeping at the emperor's face like a little rabbit, "You don't blame this minister, do you?"

"No, you did a good job. If I don't wake up in three or two days, I have to advance—"

Lin Ruiyang panicked, interrupted him in disregard of the rules, and said in a hurry: "The emperor is the son of heaven, and with the protection of the gods, he will be safe and sound!"

"Blessed by the gods?" Yong Jue sneered self-deprecatingly, "Is there really a god to protect me? I can't detect the betrayal of the person next to my pillow, and I don't know if someone is plotting against a minister, and I can't even protect my own people. Isn't it too ridiculous?"

"No, Your Majesty, you have tried your best, but, just..." Lin Ruiyang hurriedly defended, but couldn't think of any suitable words for a moment, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He patted the other party's hand in a funny way, and Yong Jue said in a warm voice: "Okay, I just complained casually, look at you, I'm crying again."

With an aggrieved mouth, Lin Ruiyang said coquettishly, "It's all because the emperor said some frustrating words to make my ministers cry."

"It's mine, isn't it?"

Seeing the emperor's headache passing away, Lin Ruiyang simply lay on Yongjue's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, while slowly playing with the brocade quilt, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I heard from Nanny Bi that three days are destined , Seven points depend on hard work. Determining this thing, if you believe it, you have it, if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it. If you can become the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, it means that you are the most qualified person, and you don’t have to hesitate about those people’s ideas.”

"In Weichen's heart, you are the most powerful. No matter how difficult the problem is, you can solve it here. I always feel that following you, no matter how high the sky is, I can reach it."

The cold and icy heart couldn't help cracking a crack, touching the softness inside, soothing the soul that was disheartened by repeated blows.Yong Jue raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with warmth in his eyes, his hands full of calluses closed behind Lin Ruiyang's back, and hugged him tightly.

Lin Rui's pretty face flushed slightly, and she silently clenched the corner of her bright yellow clothes.

The two warm bodies fit together perfectly, and even the bedroom burning with the cool plum fragrance became ambiguous.

When he woke up, Lin Ruiyang was still sleeping quietly on his chest, smacking his lips like a child, his eyes were black and blue, probably because he was so busy these days that he didn't close his eyes?

Moving him aside, wrapping him in the quilt, Yong Jue sat up and took a sip of warm water.

In view of yesterday's behavior of taking poison, Imperial Physician Ge ruthlessly announced that someone who loves to die in the next three to five months should not even touch tea leaves. Baishui only has traditional Chinese medicine.

Choose one or the other, no discussion.

Dare to die?I want you to look good!

Just as he was thinking about drinking a cup of tea while avoiding someone's surveillance, Dai Quan came in. Seeing that there was another person on the bed, he lowered his voice with a wink, and said, "Your Majesty, elder brother, please see me."

"pass"

"嗻"

Mian Xin walked in with a dark face, with a wave of resentment burning behind her back, which suddenly calmed down a certain person who was a little guilty.

"Baby, why are you skipping class?" Yong Jue laughed dryly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sneered: "I heard that Khan Ama took poison bravely and fearlessly yesterday to prove that he is the right man. I come to see if you have vomited all the poisonous blood!"

Yong Jue: "..."

"My son sees that you look good. I think it's because Doctor Ge's medicine is good. Now it's midsummer. In order to make you recover soon, I think it's better for you to ask Tai doctor Ge to add some Coptis chinensis to the medicine to dispel the heat and reduce the fire. What do you think?"

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His Majesty, who was so sad, shed tears before saying anything. The baby has learned to bully Ah Ma, and QAQ Mianxin sighed: "Ama, if the reinforcements came later last night...do you want to make my son feel guilty and die? Speaking of father and son soldiers in battle, why did you let your son be a deserter when you came here?"

Touching his head, Yong Jue said in a low voice: "Baby is so smart, can't you guess why Ama sent you away?"

"It's because I guessed it that I feel guilty!" Mian Xin threw herself into her arms and rubbed Yong Jue, her heart was both sour and sweet, softened into one piece.

Not counting the one in Concubine Zhao's belly, Ama has eight daughters and ten sons. So many flesh and blood are facing life and death, but he is the only one who is sent away. How does this make him face so many younger siblings?How to face the old Shisan who has always been close to him and Bushunda who is not afraid of life and death and goes out to ask for help?

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Yong Jue knew that Mianxin was too old to think too much, so he had to divert his attention, "Ama happens to have something to do for you."

"Ama just give orders, and I will do my best." Mian Xin said seriously.

Yong Jue picked up the thing next to the pillow, and solemnly handed it over to him.

Although the golden thing is light, the meaning it represents is as heavy as Mount Tai. Mian Xin seems to be holding a hot potato, fidgeting restlessly.

This token can not only mobilize the soldiers and horses of the Fengtai camp, but also order the civil and military officials when the emperor is critically ill, which implies...

"I'm a little tired, I want to have a good rest, but I can't let go of the government affairs, I think about it, only you can take on this important task among the brothers, I want you to supervise the country, the purpose is to understand the government affairs and experience it." Yong Jue explained.

"If you think a lot, ask questions if you don't understand, and you can bring up any ideas you have. You are the eldest son of my son. If you have any doubts, just go to the Military Aircraft Office. Remember, an emperor doesn't have to be fluent in writing. Understand military strategy, but you must have eyes to know gold, know people and be good at tasks, and have a broad mind, understand?"

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Mian Xin nodded vigorously.

Before leaving, Yong Jue called him again, and said meaningfully: "Erhe, I can watch, listen, and think, so I know you are a child with a lot of history, just remember, Ama will always be you Amma, you will always be my most beloved son."

The brand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, holding it in his hand was heavy, Mian Xin's eyes felt hot, even though he had been a human being for two lifetimes, even if he had gone through thousands of sails, at this moment, he was still so touched that he wanted to cry.

Ama, it's great to be your son in this life!

Watching him go out, Yong Jue said silently in his heart, you are my son, no matter your name is Erhe or Yinfeng...

The author has something to say:

Well, everyone seems to have not noticed what His Majesty meant, so I just added, Your Majesty is very smart ╮(╯_╰)╭ps: There will be an update tomorrow.