"Cough, cough, cough, cough...!"
Zhu Zhanji's pupils trembled, he covered his throat and coughed crazily.
When he finally calmed down, he raised his head sharply, and what came into his eyes was a resolute face like a knife. He looked very handsome, but his beard was a bit sloppy.
Without waiting for Zhu Zhanji to speak.
Ji Boying raised his hand and placed it on Zhu Zhanji's forehead, feeling hot to the touch.
"Sure enough, I guessed it right."
"It was almost too late."
Historically, the cause of death of Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji has always been a mystery. There is no definite conclusion, and there have been many analyzes in later generations.
Why did an emperor in his prime suddenly die?
According to historical records, Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, became ill on the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Xuande and died on the third day of the first lunar month of the tenth year of Xuande. From onset to death, it only lasted a short thirteen days.
But one thing is for sure, this is definitely an acute illness.
Because in the ninth year of Xuande, that is, three months before Zhu Zhanji fell ill, Zhu Zhanji also took a group of civil and military personnel to patrol the northern border. If there was any physical problem, it was absolutely impossible for Zhu Zhanji to It doesn't make much sense to force yourself to patrol the border.
Regarding the cause of Zhu Zhanji's death, later generations have roughly the following speculations.
The first is death from overwork.
However, this type is also the least credible. Sudden death from overwork only occurs in an instant, but Zhu Zhanji experienced thirteen days from onset to death, so it is obviously impossible to die suddenly.
Moreover, the Sanyang cabinet during the Xuande period was extremely mature. Except for military and state affairs that required the emperor's decision, some ordinary court affairs were discussed by Sanyang. When the votes were submitted, Zhu Zhanji only needed to take a quick look at the key points. Then just approve it. The workload is not so heavy that you need to work hard day and night.
The second type is death from poisoning.
There are two branches of the school of thought that propose this statement.
The first one is about taking immortality elixirs. In ancient times, the so-called elixirs were heavy metals. There was no difference between taking elixirs and taking poisons. But Zhu Zhanji took matters of life and death much more lightly than ordinary emperors.
In the edict he left before his death, he said this: "The husband's death and life are common principles, and the number of shortcomings must be fixed."
The general meaning of this is that life and death are inevitable, and life span is also destined. In plain language, life and death are destined, and wealth is in heaven.
How could such a person who was open-minded about life and death eat elixirs as food? Moreover, there is no historical record that Zhu Zhanji pursued immortality wholeheartedly, basically ruling out the theory of elixir poisoning.
The other one focused on the fact that Zhu Zhanji liked to play with stoves. The Xuande stove that has been passed down through the ages is a masterpiece that Zhu Zhanji personally supervised.
But Zhu Zhanji likes to play with stoves, but he doesn't like to eat stoves. How can he get himself poisoned by heavy metals?
Therefore, there is no basis for death by poisoning.
The third type is to indulge in lust and die.
Those who put forward this statement are even more nonsense. Although Zhu Zhanji nominally had fourteen concubines, in fact, only a few were favored, and the others were basically guarding vacant houses. This can be seen from the number of his children. .
What's more, Zhu Zhanji was one of the few emperors in history to fight against pornography. He felt that these things were not worthy of the righteousness of the Ming Dynasty.
The fourth type is family genetic disease.
There are the largest number of people supporting this view. Some say that the disease originated from Zhu Yuanzhang, some say that it came from Zhu Di, and some say that it started from Zhu Gaochi. If you don’t look at it from a distance, just look at Zhu Gaochi’s ten sons. The average life span is 34 age.
After this calculation, Zhu Zhanji is still above the average.
But there is a problem, because Zhu Zhanji's other brothers died in different ways from him.
If it is a strictly familial recessive genetic disease, then everyone is a blood brother, and the way of death should be very different.
There is no definite evidence for any of these four theories, but relatively speaking, family genetic diseases are more convincing.
Of course, there is actually a fifth type: getting sick while patrolling the border.
During the border patrol in the ninth year of Xuande's reign, the northern border was already very cold, and border patrol was not a comfortable thing. In ancient times, even a cold and a fever would slowly develop into a serious illness if not treated in time.
It is very likely that Zhu Zhanji had already fallen ill after returning from patrolling the northern border. The illness was only mild, and he was strong and strong, so he didn't care until the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Xuande's reign, when a strong wind suddenly broke out.
for these five guesses.
Ji Boying actually didn't believe anything. He only believed what he saw in front of him and a few words he caught from historical data: Qi and blood are hot.
This is one of the few descriptions of Zhu Zhanji's illness in the history of the Ming Dynasty, just a few words.
"Master Immortal, how is Zhanji?"
Old Zhu Di looked at his eldest grandson, who was nearly forty years old. There was a big difference from what he remembered.
He grew a beard, and the playful nature of his body completely disappeared, replaced by the majesty of a mature emperor.
"The medicine I gave him can temporarily suppress the fever in his body."
Angong Niuhuang Pills, a traditional Chinese medicine holy medicine for treating acute and severe fevers. During the epidemic, if anyone had such a pill at home, they should keep it as a treasure.
Although Ji Boying was not a doctor, he could tell from Zhu Zhanji's general weakness, his eyelids fluttering, and his hot forehead that it was a fever.
So Ji Boying immediately fed Zhu Zhanji Angong Niuhuang Pills.
Acute illness can be saved as long as it can be suppressed, but if it cannot be suppressed, it can only be played out.
"grandfather?"
"Immortal Master?"
Zhu Zhanji's slightly confused mind became even more confused.
Could it be that he was burned out? !
Is this a dream?
wrong…
Zhu Zhanji was suddenly stunned, because he suddenly felt the burning sensation in his body, and there were faint signs of retreating.
He remembered Du Tong's words from the Taiyuan Hospital: As long as your majesty's fever subsides, I will definitely find a way to make your majesty's dragon body healthy. If the fever does not subside, even if Hua Tuo is alive, there will be no way to save him.
Everyone wants to live, especially the emperor.
Even though Zhu Zhanji was the one among the emperors who took life and death relatively lightly, he still wanted to continue living.
At this moment, Zhu Zhanji didn't even have time to care about why Grandpa Huang appeared, and who this immortal in strange clothes was who fed him unknown pills. He just forced himself to roar.
"Duton!"
After roaring, Zhu Zhanji gasped for air, and sweat began to form on his forehead.
He had been having a fever for twelve days without sweating at all, and now, he started sweating!
It only takes a few minutes.
Old Man Du, who had been waiting in the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, quickly entered the Qianqing Palace. This old imperial doctor who entered the Taiyuan Hospital during the Yongle period and served three generations of Ming emperors was sweating profusely and his face was pale. He subconsciously thought that Zhu Zhanji No more.
He was only focused on Zhu Zhanji. In his panic, he didn't notice the existence of Old Zhu Di and Ji Boying at all, and quickly arrived in front of Zhu Zhanji.
When he saw Zhu Zhanji sweating on his forehead and the fever was subsided, his eyes widened.
"A miracle, a miracle!"
"It's saved! Your Majesty is saved!"
Without any hesitation, Du Tong took out his medicine box and wanted to give Zhu Zhanji an injection.
"What are you doing? Give me the needle."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a hand handed him a needle.
Huh? Why is this hand so old? It doesn't look like it belongs to a eunuch!
Du Tong subconsciously turned his head and looked at Old Zhu Di, and the air suddenly became stagnant.
