Dodder Pampering Handbook

"Your Majesty, it's useless." Zhong Cheng leaned on the bed with a slumped face, letting the imperial physician feel his pulse.

Zhao Chanzhen sat on a chair beside him, staring at the imperial physician with a solemn expression, he ignored Zhong Teng's dissuasion, but asked the imperial physician, "How is Uncle Huang?"

"This..." The imperial doctor withdrew his hand to feel the pulse, squeezed his beard and thought carefully, and said: "My lord's hands and feet are cold, which is different from ordinary people, and his pulse condition is very slow. If it's what the lord said, then the lord has already reached the point where the medicine will not work. It's over."

Zhao Chanzhen's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot: "Uncle Emperor, why did you hide your illness and avoid medical treatment, and didn't you go to the imperial physician earlier?"

He had never heard of this kind of disease. Zhao Chanzhen still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, whether Zhong Teng was lying to himself.

But now that his mind is full of the emperor's death, he is a little flustered.

The imperial physician stepped back, and when he was about to step out, he heard the voice of the little emperor gnashing his teeth: "If this matter gets out, I will kill you. Find another imperial physician!"

For a moment, he seemed to be an annoyed Dabao, with the demeanor of the king of beasts.

Zhong Cheng stared blankly at his side face, seeing the teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, reflecting the red blood in his eyes.

It hurt even more to see him cry than before.

In the next second, Zhao Chanzhen turned his head and stubbornly tried not to let himself cry. He said, "Is it because of this illness that Uncle Huang is so kind to Chanzhen?"

Zhong Ting said: "No. I have suffered from this strange disease for a long time."

Zhao Chanzhen: "???"

Zhong Cheng sat up, trying to make things more believable, and began to talk nonsense solemnly: "Your Majesty, do you know that this king was taken away by thieves when he was young?"

Zhao Chanzhen nodded silently.He had heard that King Yong'an was kidnapped by that man, lost for several years, and then returned to Yong'an Palace by himself.At that time, it became an anecdote.

"At that time, my king was looted into the valley by dozens of horse thieves. They were afraid of being caught by the officers and soldiers, so they stayed in the valley all day long. Even my king was imprisoned in a dark room by them. Eat a full meal, and this disease came from that time.” In this paragraph, Zhong Teng did not lie to him, the King Yong’an in the original text did have such a childhood, in order to survive, he drank rainwater and ate raw rat meat, In order to barely save his life.

But Zhong Cheng didn't say it out, for fear of scaring Zhao Chanzhen.

Zhao Chanzhen remained silent, thinking about the gap between being the proud son of heaven and being robbed by bandits in his mind.Is Zhong Teng afraid of the dark at night?Will he lie on the ground, thinking of his mother from the thatched hut that can see through the moonlight?

"Isn't the emperor the prince? Why didn't anyone save you?"

Zhong Teng twitched the corner of his mouth, this was one of the reasons why he hated the old King Yong'an.At that time, the Zhao family was taken captive into the palace. The old Yong'an King was ashamed of his wife being taken away. He was thrown in Jinling for several months and refused to leave. He left his young son in the residence and completely forgot about it.

It was still a general beside him, who couldn't stand it any longer, and led his troops back to the station in advance before starting to look for Zhong Cheng.

But at that time, his personality had changed drastically, and his mind was full of bloodthirsty and killing.After escaping from the house where he was imprisoned, he lived in the mountains for a period of time. After finding out the composition of the bandits, he made a small plan to make them fight among themselves and consume some people before they returned to their meals. Poisoned.

The original text reads, "He deliberately controlled the amount of poison within a very precise range, but it will take a while to die. Ma Laoer and everyone lay on the ground screaming in pain, blood continued to flow out of the seven orifices, and they were still thinking about who it was. Want to kill them? At this moment, I heard laughter that seemed to come from the underworld. The voice belonged to a little boy, he was dirty and smelly, with only one pair of eyes, full of bloodthirsty revenge flames, holding a A kitchen knife was raised high up."

"Later, I escaped by myself. When I returned to the palace, my body was covered with chilblains, and I was about to die. A genius doctor who traveled around the world happened to pass by and saved my life. but 30 years old”

Both true and false, Zhong Teng ignored those bloody experiences in the past, and only said lightly what he wanted to say, which mostly coincided with the rumors that Zhao Chan really heard.

Zhao Chanzhen is still dubious.

But three imperial doctors came one after another, and the diagnosis results were roughly the same.

King Yong'an's pulse condition was different from that of ordinary people. If it was an ordinary person, he should have been lying in bed all day long and died young.

Only then did Zhao Chanzhen believe Zhong Cheng's nonsense.

As soon as the imperial doctor left, he lay prone on the bed and remained silent for a long time.

Zhong Cheng secretly laughed for a while before going to pull him: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

It took some strength for him to pull him up, and he saw a sad face.

Zhao Chan was really crying.

But this time I cried, not like many times before.With the desire to seduce people to pity.

He was so sad that this kind of sadness could only be turned into tears and poured out.Zhao Chanzhen covered his eyes with the back of his hand, but couldn't cover his trembling lips. He said, "Uncle...don't die."

Zhong Teng felt that he was a sinner.

He made the little emperor who loves to pretend to be crying and fooling people the most in the world really sad.

He told Zhao Chanzhen that he would not die.

But Zhao Chanzhen cried even more sadly, until finally fainted beside his bed, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly called the imperial doctor to see him.

That night, the little emperor failed to return to the palace, and stayed in Yong'an Palace.

Zhong Teng fed him dinner and repeatedly promised that he would not die, but the more he talked, the more Zhao Chanzhen cried.

It is true.

The next day, Zhao Chanzhen probably accepted this statement, and went to court in a daze.

Zhong Cheng continued to take care of Shishi at home, feeling a little uneasy.

At noon, the threshold of the palace was stepped down by the miracle doctor brought by the emperor.

Zhong Teng was forced to lie on the bed and let those genius doctors feel his pulse and prescribe medicine.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that Mrs. Zhao didn't hear the news.

This shows that the little emperor has taken control of the harem, at least cutting off the connection between the former dynasty and the harem.

Although the medicine was very bitter, Zhong Teng breathed a sigh of relief.His mission token shows that his mission is almost complete.

I didn't expect that pretending to be sick and showing weakness would be so useful. Thinking about it this way, Zhong Teng began to nest in the mansion with peace of mind, waiting for the task to be completed.

In the imperial study room, Zhao Chanzhen was sitting there, with the imperial physician kneeling below him.If Zhong Cheng was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that these people were the "miracle doctors" who went to take his pulse.

"Is King Yong'an really hopeless?" Zhao Chanzhen asked.

A middle-aged man stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Cao Min's diagnosis is the same as that of the imperial physician in the palace, but Cao Min has a different opinion."

"Say."

"Although King Yong'an's pulse condition is slow, it is very different from ordinary people. But his heartbeat and pulse condition are too stable. If there is no cure, he will definitely experience pulse frequency loss, palpitation, muscle weakness and other phenomena. Caomin once traveled with his father. I have traveled all over the world and met countless people, and I know that people and their physiques cannot be generalized."

"Just like warriors and ordinary people, their pulse conditions will definitely be different. For some warriors with superb kung fu, their pulse conditions will indeed be much slower than ordinary people. Not to mention the turtle's breathing technique."

Zhong Teng never expected that things would go astray in the direction where he is actually proficient in kung fu and turtle breath kung fu.His pulse is slow and his heartbeat is weak, it's all because he is a stone.

But Zhao Chan really didn't know, he only knew that the emperor's uncle might have lied to him, "Actually, he won't die at all, right?"

"This...these are just the inferences of the grass-roots. But the grass-roots stayed in Yong'an Palace for a few days, observing the daily life and diet of the prince, and did not see that the prince is a dying person."

Zhao Chanzhen clenched his lips, his expression was serious, the traveling doctor hurriedly lowered his head in fright.

At the end, Zhao Chanzhen waved them back, and Deng Qiu quickly persuaded: "Your Majesty, I just said that King Yong'an has a problem. I have never heard of him having any stubborn illness before, why is he suddenly dying now?"

"What's more, according to my family's investigation, he spent huge sums of money to buy grain in the south of the Yangtze River. Not only that, some officials in the court have also privately contacted King Yong'an, and it seems that he wants to stockpile grain..."

Yongzhou suffered a severe drought, followed by a famine, and is now safe and sound again.It shows that the people still have food, but when farmers encounter disasters, they will go bankrupt, and those who really have food will be safe and sound.

Therefore, Xiang Zhongchen can use silver taels to buy the grain needed by Yongzhou.

That being said, did Uncle Huang really take the money and go to stockpile food?

Deng Qiu added fuel to the fire: "Not only is he stockpiling grain, he also buys silk at a high price at the junction of Qingzhou and Yuzhou. He is very domineering." Speaking of this, Deng Qiu is still a little angry. His hometown is Qingzhou. There are thousands of acres of fertile land in Qingzhou. In addition to growing food, tenants usually grow mulberry and hemp and weave clothes.

However, the people sent by King Yong'an would always pick and choose the silk from Qingzhou, deliberately lower the price, and deliberately speak nicely to the mulberry farmers in Yuzhou, and spread that Qingzhou silk is not as good as Yuzhou silk.

At first, the Deng family was also curious. You said that if King Yongan bought furs and war horses, it might be to prepare for the formation of troops.Why buy so much silk?

But who knew, another team sent by Zhong Teng went to Yongzhou and recruited [-] boatmen and shipwrights.The Deng family spent huge sums of money to buy the servants of King Yong'an, only to find out that the boat was repaired by King Yong'an, and it seemed that he wanted to sell silk at sea.

Deng Qiu really thought that King Yong'an was crazy, and after reading a few books about overseas Arabian Nights, he had this thought.

But some also believed that Zhong Teng bought silk in Qingzhou to prepare for going to sea.

But the little emperor didn't know this, and Deng Qiu didn't intend to tell him.Pretending to be hesitant, he said again: "I also heard...the people of Qingzhou have some complaints because they are artificially suppressed and cannot sell silk. But King Yong'an is playing under the banner of Your Majesty..."

Zhao Chan really clenched his fists.

What exactly is Uncle Huang trying to do by pretending to be dead?

After taking away the money in the treasury, Zhong Teng told him that he wanted to tell him what a knife that kills without blood is.

But did the knife stab him, or someone else?

Zhao Chanzhen lowered his eyes, looking a little lonely.He sat there without saying a word.Deng Qiu felt like being scratched by a cat, and couldn't help but took a step forward, touching the little emperor's hand on his lap.

The round face showed a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so sad for a traitor and traitor, I'm with you."

What he said was right. It was the Deng family who were busy investigating these matters.

It is not uncommon for Deng Qiu to win the trust of His Majesty in Jinling these days.King Yong'an did not go to court for half a month, and some people already speculated whether the wind direction in the court had completely turned.

Those who didn't have time to hug the emperor's thigh almost broke the gate of Deng's mansion.

Who would have thought that the courtier next to King Yong'an would have such foresight.Those who originally didn't want to stand in line were silently waiting for King Yong'an to deal with the little emperor.But now it seems... Zhong Cheng is not Dong Zhuo, he is clearly a silver pewter gun head.

For a while, many people felt sorry for it.I sighed in my heart that Fu Kaisheng had misjudged this time and regarded the uncut jade as a stubborn stone, so he ended up resigning from his old age and returning home hastily.

Before Zhao Chan could really lose his temper because of his approach, the big treasure nestled under the dragon case flew up like a flying arrow, and directly pressed Deng Qiu to the ground, pressing his huge claws on the back of his neck, sharp His teeth were chattering around his neck.

Deng Qiu completely forgot about this god of killing, and was so frightened that he hurriedly called "Help, Your Majesty!" His eyes were tightly closed, for fear of seeing his own neck being bitten off.

Zhao Chanzhen opened his hands, stretched them out in front of him, looked again and again, and said softly, "It's so disgusting."

Why do you feel so disgusted when Deng Qiu touches you.

Deng Qiu obviously didn't hear what he was saying, and repeatedly called for help, Zhao Xi poked his head in and took a few glances.

Seeing that the little emperor was safe and sound, he retreated back as if he hadn't seen it.

I don't know how he will tell Uncle Huang.

Zhao Chanzhen glanced at him indifferently, then said to Deng Qiu: "Shut up."

Deng Qiu quickly kept quiet, only listening to Zhao Chanzhen's words: "The only one who can stay with me for a long time is the eunuch. If you want to be an eunuch, I can reluctantly ask Dabao to help you realize your wish."

Deng Qiu felt the pain in his body, and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, I dare not, never again! Please forgive me!"

This fat tiger weighed at least a few hundred catties, and its two front paws were pressing on him, which was really unbearable.

Zhenzhen also crouched in the corner of the desk, snoring and watching the excitement.

Zhao Chanzhen stroked Dabao's beard, "Let him go."

Dabao was obedient, retracted his sharp claws, walked over Deng Qiu slowly, and rubbed Zhao Chanzhen again and again.

"Good boy, I'll give you an extra meal for dinner." Zhao Chanzhen rubbed Dabao's head affectionately, only a few inches away from its sharp teeth.

Deng Qiu looked terrified, sat on the ground and didn't dare to get up, kicked his legs back a few steps, and then said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...you are really far-sighted. With such a beast, no one dares to approach Your Majesty."

Zhao Chan was really silent when he thought of Dabao acting as a mat for the emperor's uncle.

Too lazy to look at Deng Qiu again, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and let him back off.

He called Zhao Xi who was outside the door to come in, "Did you hear what I just said?"

Zhao Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then he answered very simply: "Return to Your Majesty, I heard it, only half of it!"

"Which half?"

"Your Majesty was worried about the prince's condition, so he summoned a genius doctor to inquire. And Deng Qiu was reprimanded by His Majesty for being unruly."

Zhao Chanzhen smiled, and looked at Zhao Xi with satisfaction, "No wonder my uncle thinks highly of you, Eunuch Zhao, I can't live without you."

Obviously what he said was as sweet as honey.But Zhao Xi felt cold all over his body.He laughed dryly, not knowing how to reply.

Zhao Chanzhen waved his hand, "Go, you will know what to say when you see Uncle Huang."

Zhao Xi wrinkled his face, and yelled "Oh hello" in his heart, he had been a eunuch in the palace for decades, and this was the first time he had misjudged someone.It never occurred to him that the little emperor, who dared not even step on an ant to death, was an evil ghost who could eat people without blinking an eye.

The godson he privately recognized was just to provide for his retirement, and he didn't make it public on weekdays, just because he was afraid of being used by these big shots.In the end, the little emperor was very clear about this matter, and he still spoke nicely, feeling sorry that Zhao Xi was not a complete man, and it would be nice to have someone die.

Zhao Xi was being manipulated inside and outside the words, Zhao Xi was used to being a fool, but at first he was a little afraid that King Yong'an would notice something.

But in his opinion, King Yong'an was really pecked blind for playing with hawks, and he didn't see clearly whether he was raising wolves or dogs.Earlier, I heard from the empress dowager, let the little emperor give birth to a son, and then find an excuse to die, wouldn't there be no such troubles?

"Close the door."

Another order came from behind, Zhao Xi was so frightened that his heart trembled, and when he closed the door, he took another sneak peek at the little emperor, who was still sitting there, staring blankly at the case, covered by the booklet.I don't know what I'm looking at, but I'm very engrossed.

He has become handsome, instead of being indistinguishable from before.The figure is still slender, but the skeleton of an adult man can be seen.

In an instant, Zhao Xi somewhat forgot the little emperor's submissive appearance a few months ago.

Zhao Chan is really playing with the rabbit jade pendant, he is a rabbit, and after his birthday next month, he will be an adult.

Everyone attached great importance to the big gift next month, and the Empress Dowager Zhao also began to move around, trying to attack him.

Although she has never stopped those small tricks, but now Zhao Chan really doesn't understand, she did it, does the emperor know?

Those maids who tried to climb onto the dragon bed over and over again, did the emperor's uncle push behind them?

"Zhao Chanzhen, what exactly do you want?" He asked himself softly, but he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

He seemed to have stood at the center of power, and before Mrs. Zhao could react, he had already seized the entire palace.

Those ministers who didn't take him seriously were all dealt with by him. After the emperor's big move before, it seemed that no one dared to resist his majesty.

What's more, he is not too good at what he does, and he is also proficient in hitting a stick to give a sweet date.

Even Li Wei, whom the emperor's uncle took a fancy to, turned around and worked for him.

But all of this seemed to be going too smoothly, which made him a little suspicious that someone deliberately delivered these things to his palm.

And he can only think of King Yong'an.

Is there really such a saint in the world?Zhao Chanzhen couldn't help feeling ridiculous, and then fell into a daze... What does King Yong'an want?

His eyes gradually moved to the box on the table.

There was a piece of obscene clothing, which had been dyed with medicine, and the maid who applied the medicine didn't know that her tampered clothes had been swapped.

The one with the medicine now is here with him.

Do you want to try King Yongan?Zhao Chanzhen tilted his head, feeling a little distressed.

The author has something to say:

The point of always going off track—Zhao Chanzhen: Although I don’t understand why Uncle Huang lied to me, but he is really good to me

Zhong Cheng: Of course it is to complete the task (whatever the shape of the stone is, it is still a stone! Bah ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ)