Reincarnation of the powerful minister

When Chen Shiyu entered the palace, he was riding in an old carriage, which was full of medical books and surgical instruments. It was very bumpy, but the old man didn't seem to mind.

When he left the palace, he changed into a brand new carriage, which was presented by King Yu, with the seal of "Tiangongyuan" on the wheels.The wheels use the newly developed rolling bearings and hollow tires, and the cabin is covered with thick cotton mattresses, making it very stable to drive.However, Chen Shiyu was still worried about the bumps, and from time to time ordered the experienced coachman to slow down and be more stable.

The place he went back to was not the medical hut, nor his own home, but a hospital on the outskirts of the city whose owner was unknown.The other courtyard is quiet and elegant, with streams, springs, forests, waterside pavilions and pavilions scattered in the courtyard. The plaque hanging at the gate reads: "House of wind and lotus after rain".

The carriage drove straight into the courtyard from the side door and stopped in front of the steps. Several medical children greeted them from the house. They skillfully moved the step stools and stretchers, and transported the unconscious people in the carriage safely into the house.

Chen Shiyu sat on the front of the carriage, looking around at the other courtyard where he was going to live for a long time, the uneasiness and worries in his heart gradually faded away.

He is already in his seventies, if in the last period of his life, he can participate in a project concerning the world and become an achiever of an unprecedented medical skill, he will record this skill in medical books in the future, pass it on to future generations, and benefit the world. This life is in vain.

He doesn't know where this plan started, but he is willing to help those who plan it.

Two days ago, when he performed the craniotomy for Emperor Jinglong, the four hours of continuous work made his old bones too much, so he handed over the physical work of fixing the nails to the skull to the martial arts expert Jing. Hong Zhui went out to drink ginseng tea to refresh himself, and went to the hut where he had been suffocating for a long time.

Then he was blocked at the door of the hut by Master Shen of Jin Yiwei.

"How is the emperor's situation?" Shen Qi asked.

Chen Shiyu answered cautiously: "The evil thing has been picked, and the situation is relatively stable during the operation. It is also thanks to Jinghong's guards who always protect his heart with zhenqi. The next thing is to close the bone and suture."

"Is that a success?"

"It's too early to say. There is still a dangerous period after the operation. It depends on whether you can regain consciousness, whether your actions and speech functions are missing, and more importantly, whether the wound will cause ulcers. Once you have a fever, it will be dangerous. To be honest, The old man is really not sure whether the emperor will wake up, he can only talk about human affairs and obey the destiny."

Shen Qi said: "No matter what the result is, Mr. Ying Xu, please tell everyone that the operation failed after the operation is completed, even to the prince. The imperial doctor will definitely come to examine the dragon's body, but you don't have to worry, the hospital envoy Wang Chunfu will verify your statement and announce the emperor's death."

Chen Shiyu turned pale with shock: "What, what? Why..."

Shen Qi took out a small box from her arms and handed it to him.Chen Shiyu opened the box, and inside was a small silk book, with only a few lines on it, and there was not even a seal at the end.

It was indeed written by Emperor Jing Long himself, and the content was very simple, saying that he would die after performing craniotomy, and the specific matters would be arranged by Shen Qi, and everyone involved in the matter would obey orders and not violate the order.

After reading it, Chen Shiyu's complexion changed several times, and finally he sighed: "The Holy Majesty's move has far-reaching meaning, and there must be a big plan behind it, and this old man obeys the order."

He obeyed, but Jing Hong chased but did not necessarily obey.Jing Hongzhui knew Lord Su had deep feelings for the emperor, how could he withstand such a blow?The secret decree of the heavenly king and Lao Tzu also does not work.

Chen Shiyu couldn't persuade him, so he went out in desperation, and asked Shen Qi for help: "Master Shen, you are old and clumsy, you should come."

Shen Qi made an excuse to help, entered the treatment room, and chased Jing Hong: "Aren't I worried about what you are worried about? But think about it, if you tell him that the operation was successful right now, he won't be able to wake up in a few days , or even if he wakes up for a short time and dies from an ulcer, if he gives him hope and then completely smashes it, wouldn't it be a bigger blow to him?"

Jing Hong said angrily: "Then don't tell him anything! Can't we just tell him in a few days and see the situation?"

Shen Qi said: "But no one knows how long this 'a few days' is. This plan is on the line. If it is not implemented right away, there will be long nights and dreams, and there will be many people in the palace. When the news leaks out, it will be a waste of time."

Jing Hong chased sarcastically: "I thought you cared more about Mr. Su than any merits, but it turns out that's not the case?"

In an instant, Shen Qi's eyes were red, as if she was about to bleed. He bit his tongue with his teeth and tasted a sweet rusty smell. He tried his best to calm down just now, and hissed: "It's not my work, it's his work. It's his thoughts! I will take care of the sins I have committed now, but I will give him whatever he wants!"

Jing Hongzhui seemed to understand something, frowned and thought for a while, and finally reluctantly agreed, but she was still a little unwilling: "Then hide it for a few days, and if you don't wake up, you don't have to tell your lord the news of your death twice. If you wake up, you have to Tell your lord immediately."

Shen Qi said: "Exactly."

When the three of them walked out of the treatment room, Shen Qi couldn't look directly at the worry and expectation in Su Yan's eyes and had to look away.

There are not only the prince and Su Yan outside the door, but also a palace man.Under the steps outside the court, there are many palace guards and imperial physicians anxiously waiting for orders.

In the open and in the dark, countless eyes focused on them, waiting for a result.

"My lord...it's heaven!"

In the Fenghe Bieyuan, Chen Shiyu walked into the carefully arranged and disinfected inner room, bowed deeply to the figure lying on the bed, and then said: "The late emperor has ascended to the throne, and from now on, you will be the patient who the old man will do his best to heal. "

Coming out of the Su residence, Shen Qi rode his horse and galloped on the streets at night, but he didn't go to the palace, but to a wonton stall in the market.

This time the stall opened in a remote alley in the west of the city, and the owner was a half-aged lady who still had a charm.After Shen Qi ordered a bowl of pork wontons without stuffing, the proprietress twisted her waist and invited him into the room. As soon as the door was closed, her expression changed.

"'This is your door-knocking ceremony? Shen Tongzhi really disappoints me. You must know that people with two ends of the head will end worse than mice.'" said the proprietress.

Shen Qi knew that this was not what the proprietress said, but that the people behind the door used her to tell her.

"'In Nanjing, you said you didn't want to work with others, so you drove Mr. He away, but you only killed a eunuch Yan. On the way back from Nanjing, you obviously had countless opportunities, but you still didn't do anything to the prince, and even risked your life Escort. I think you are not sincerely cooperating, you just want to get benefits from both sides, if that is the case, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people.'”

Shen Qi said: "You want me to knock on the door with 'abandoned prince', now that Zhu Helin is no longer the prince, so it seems like I broke my promise?"

...It is true that he is no longer a prince, but has become the heir emperor!The proprietress hated and despised the shamelessness of this Jinyiwei very much, but as the mouthpiece of the people behind the door, she couldn't let her own temper speak, she could only grit her teeth and listen, and then pass the news back later.

Shen Qi said again: "It's just a joke, Mr. Yi Zhe doesn't need to be angry...By the way, the person behind the door, is this the right name?"

This was explained in advance, and the proprietress replied: "'I love chess from the bottom of my heart. I use mountains and rivers as my board, and power as my son, so I call myself a chess player.'"

"Mr. Yizhe, after much deliberation, I feel that the gift of 'abolishing the prince' is really insufficient. Without Zhu Helin, there is also the regent queen mother, and the ambitious king of Yu. No matter how you look at it, those two are more important than me. It's not right. If they are in power, can they still have my good fruit to eat? It's better to be Zhu Helin, at least I will escort him thousands of miles away, and he will bleed for his wounds. Zhu Helin is simple-minded and impulsive. place.

"So, I plan to exchange for a more expensive door-knocking gift—is the life of Emperor Jinglong and Zhu Jinkai enough?"

The proprietress was shocked, she didn't care to be just a sounding board, and asked in a voiceless voice: "The emperor died because of a headache attack, and the treatment was ineffective. What has it to do with you?"

Shen Qi grinned a wolf-like sneer: "You all have eyes and ears, don't you know that I entered his treatment room halfway?"

"...So it was your hands and feet!" The proprietress asked while feeling cold in her heart, "Do you have evidence?"

Shen Qi took out half of the mechanism cylinder, the proprietress knew that he only wanted to give the evidence to the player and did not want a third person to see it, so she also took out the other half of the cylinder and received the contents inside.

"Emperor Jinglong passed away, and after Zhu Helin succeeds to the throne, I will rise to the top again. By then, I will not only have the status and weight I have now in the court."

The proprietress stared at Shen Qi, like staring at a jackal and a poisonous snake, vigilant and fearful.She searched in her mind for a while, finally found a relevant explanation, and said: "'I heard that although Zhu Helin is young, he is also lustful and Mu Shaoai was inseparable from Su Shilang during his stay in Nanjing'."

A dark green murderous aura flitted across Shen Qi's face, and the frost blade at her waist was unsheathed. The wind of the knife not only split the table and chairs in two, but also drew a deep crack on the ground.

"Anyone who thinks of him will have no hope of living!" Shen Qi's tone was cold, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a hint of reckless madness on his face, "Including you!"

The proprietress was scared away by this madness, and when she left, she only hurriedly said: "Waiting for an answer."

Shen Qi stood in the messy room.The afterimage of the long-lost Feng Qu'e reappeared, and he chuckled lightly behind him: "This sentence is the truth. But you, who can tell the truth, black and white, black and white? Don't be the last one. It's all in vain!"

"—Go away!" Shen Qi gritted her teeth and shouted, swinging the knife backwards, splitting the afterimages in her mind.

Panting for breath, it took him a long time to put the knife back into its sheath, walk out of the room, get on his horse, and gallop towards the palace in the dark.

A country cannot live without a king for a day.The sacrificial ceremony of the first emperor was solemn and long, lasting more than ten days, and the successor emperor Zhu Helin presided over the overall situation in a faded suit.

A series of decrees were issued from the young heir emperor through the cabinet:

The fifth battalion of the three major battalions of the Beijing Army was dispatched to Shandong to meet the Xiaoling Guard led by Mei Changxi.

Another navy was sent down along Caohe River to look for the guards of the East Palace led by Wei Liangzi, and to take them back to Beijing.

The first emperor was benevolent, and those who left behind concubines who had nothing to do with them did not have to be buried. The concubines of the Jin Dynasty lived in their own palaces.

The Wei family has committed many crimes. They have been punished many times by the late emperor and still do not want to repent.Wei Yan and Wei Que were beheaded in the city, and all the male family members over the age of seven were exiled to Lingnan.Concubine Wei Zhao deprived her of the title of concubine, and asked her to shave her hair and repent before the Buddha. Mrs. Qin taught her daughter Wufang, so she sent them to the temple to practice. 20 years later, the Qihao family was wiped out.

Order the cabinet to sort out the memorials from various places that have been stranded in the past two or three months, classify them according to the urgency of the situation, and send them to the Imperial Study Room together with the bills for approval by the emperor.

All the memorabilia that had been approved by the empress dowager's false imperial edict before were all found and awaited review by the heir emperor.

The more immersed in the grief and confusion of the loss of the Holy Son, the more the people of the world and the officials in the court need a successor emperor who cannot be overwhelmed by grief and confusion, and become their new backbone.

Although physically and mentally exhausted, Zhu Helin felt that he could hold on because he still had Su Qinghe.

Su Yan, as the minister of the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing, presided over the funeral ceremony of the late emperor together with Yan Xing, the Minister of Rites.During the costume period, he forced himself to be busy every day, as if he had to squeeze his body to slightly divert the thoughts and pain in his heart.

Jing Hongzhui couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to tell Master Su the truth.But news came from the other courtyard that the person hadn't woken up yet.His physical signs were stable before, but the situation has not been very good in the past two days. He has fever symptoms, and Chen Shiyu is trying his best to rescue him.

I told you, if you don't make it through, wouldn't it be a big ups and downs, a double blow?Jing Hongzhui had no choice but to temporarily dismiss this idea.

When the funeral was over, the late Emperor's Zi Palace left the imperial city and was buried in the Emperor's Mausoleum. It was as if a bowstring that had been stretched to the extreme suddenly slackened, and Su Yan fell ill.

Continuous low-grade fever, persistent cough, dizziness, weakness and unable to move.

The doctor diagnosed the cough as a result of the invasion of pathogenic wind, because the patient's own body is weak, and the injuries of the seven emotions are accumulated in the lungs, and when they erupt all of a sudden, it is very serious.

As soon as Zhu Helin heard about it, he went out of the palace in micro clothes and braved the heavy snow to visit him.

When Su Yan woke up from coughing, she vaguely saw one person sitting at the head of the bed, one at the end of the bed, and another sitting on the footboard in front of the bed.

The three good men who usually confronted each other and flirted with each other saw him open his eyes and squeezed their heads together to look at him, and even gave way to each other when they couldn't squeeze in. Su Yan felt that he was dreaming and was a little dazed.

"Qilang, Ah Zhui, Young Master..." He coughed and murmured, "Ah, I can't be called Young Master now, I have to be called Huang Ye... But there is only one Huang Ye..."

Zhu Helin held his hand: "Yes, there is only one. No matter what other people call me, you can call me Young Master, or just call He Lin."

Su Yan burned for too long, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, so he followed his words and said: "He Lin, He Lin, has the emperor left?"

Zhu Helin's eyes suddenly became moist, and he replied, "Let's go..."

Jing Hong chased Leng Ding and said: "I haven't left, I've always been here."

Shen Qi glanced at him.Jing Hong chased and gritted her teeth, and remained silent.

Su Yan said again: "I was probably dreaming just now. I smelled the royal incense on his sleeve and felt that he was still there... He Lin, go and get me a piece of his clothes, okay?"

All the clothes of the first emperor have been buried in the imperial mausoleum.Zhu Helin hesitated for a moment, thought of a way, and ordered the guards to rush into the palace to fetch the spices from the late emperor Lavender.

Dye the bedding with the Qingyuan incense that Emperor Jinglong used to, and then put it on for Su Yan.

Su Yan said again in a daze: "Qilang, Ah Zhui, don't go... Young master, you go and do your work... I'll be fine after I sleep..."

Zhu Helin was about to cry.

Shen Qi said: "Master, go and do your work."

Jing Hongzhui also said: "Master, go and do your work."

Zhu Helin became annoyed: "I'm done! I'll stay here tonight and return to the palace tomorrow!"

The fragrance of Qingyuanxiang is elegant, ethereal like clouds in the nine heavens, faintly present, and as deep as mountains, rivers and forests, which lasts for a long time.Su Yan's whole body was wrapped in this familiar fragrance and fell asleep.

He is surrounded by the fragrance, like a leaf in the wind, a flower on the water, fluttering leisurely, unable to control himself.

When the wind died down, he came to a winding gravel path surrounded by snowy bamboo forests.Not far ahead, bamboo leaves shaded a courtyard with white walls and blue tiles.

The other courtyard is quiet and elegant, with streams, springs, forests, waterside pavilions and pavilions scattered in the courtyard. The plaque hanging at the gate reads: "House of wind and lotus after rain".