Li Youdao really didn't expect that the person who once again proposed moving the capital at the risk of being scolded by the emperor and even losing his holy family would be Bai Dongjiang, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.
"How could it be him?"
Lin Xingquan said: "This is exactly what I want to ask Brother Li about the current situation of the Xiqiang. Because when Bai Dongjiang mentioned moving the capital, he emphasized the relationship between the Xiqiang."
Li Youdao pondered for a moment: "Bai Dongjiang wants to use Xiqiang to hang up the straight women and Koreans who go to Beijing."
"Brother Lin, although Bai Dongjiang's idea is in line with our original idea, it is just a symbol. What we are looking for is hiding. If I cannot understand Bai Dongjiang's purpose, then I may stand up and oppose the relocation of the capital."
"When is he going to play it right?"
Lin Ruoquan thought for a while and said, "I should have planned to play the right song at the court today, but it happened that the holy body was not in good condition and the morning court cannot be held today."
Li Youdao pressed his hand in the air and said, "Brother Lin, don't be anxious. You need to be steady at this time."
At the same time, inside the Bai Mansion.
Bai Jingtao and Bai Dongjiang were also having a conversation.
"Now King Lu's daughter has successfully adopted Li Youdao as her father. Her status is comparable to what it was back then. Our Bai family is worthy of King Lu's cultivation."
"But now, His Majesty is wise and mighty, with a sharp vision. Many things are not so easy to hide."
"Jingtao, do you know that there is a huge chest of drawers in the Yangxin Hall?"
Bai Jingtao shook his head. How could he know what was going on in the Yangxin Palace? Although he was the son of the elder, his status was not high enough to step into the court, so it was normal for him not to know.
"There..." Bai Dongjiang stretched out his hand and gestured, "There is such a big wall, and the entire wall is covered with cabinets. My father has seen it before."
"This cabinet is like a pharmacy cabinet. It is made up of drawers, and each drawer has a name on it."
"The drawer with my name on it is in column seven, row seven."
"Jing Tao, do you know what is in that drawer?"
Bai Jingtao shook his head.
"The current Holy Emperor holds not just one secret spy in his hand, but several secret spies!"
"These secret spies are not subordinate to each other, and each performs their own tasks independently. Although my father is not involved, one thing that is certain is that among these secret spies, one branch is specially used to detect courtiers."
"Whenever the courtiers made any changes, held any private meetings, or said anything illegal, someone would secretly report it to the emperor."
"So, do you still think it's easy to hide things?"
Bai Jingtao was silent for a while and retorted unwillingly: "Then let's forget it? With the support of King Lu's legacy and many years of preparation, can we do nothing and just wait?"
Bai Dongjiang patted Bai Jingtao's shoulder: "Take your time, don't be anxious, some things must be roundabout to win."
The next day, the Holy Dragon was in poor health and still canceled the morning meeting.
This time, some people began to speculate that something had happened. Because it is very simple, the Holy Emperor has never canceled the morning pilgrimage for two consecutive days, and even if he cancels the morning pilgrimage, he will definitely meet with several ministers in the Yangxin Hall in the afternoon to discuss the memorial of the previous day.
But this time it was really cancelled, not even the small afternoon meeting, and the palace was completely silent.
Li Youdao went to the palace door and asked to see His Majesty. He had something to say. But he was rejected. The eunuch sent a message saying that the dragon's body was not in good condition and no one was there.
But Li Youdao's heart gradually sank.
Because he could see His Majesty the Emperor whenever he asked, even when he was ill, and even if he refused, the Emperor would never say such a cold word.
When he left the palace, he happened to see Ge Lao Bai Dongjiang walking across from him. It seemed that he was also going to the palace, muttering something like "Xiqiang" in his mouth.
Li Youdao was moved when he heard the few words. He stopped Bai Dongjiang and asked, "It turns out it's Mr. Bai Ge. Where are you going in such a hurry?"
When Bai Dongjiang saw that it was Li Youdao, he quickly saluted: "It turns out to be Li Zuoxiang. I was about to pay a visit to His Majesty, so I wanted to ask how he was doing."
Li Youdao advised: "I've been waiting for a long time just now, but the palace door won't open, and you can't get in either!"
"Oh? The palace door is not open? Could it be that His Majesty is still ill?"
Li Youdao nodded helplessly: "It seems that tomorrow's court meeting will be canceled again. I heard that Mr. Bai Ge wants to forge ahead and persuade your majesty to move the capital?"
Bai Dongjiang raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I do have this idea, but it's a pity that His Majesty is ill."
Li Youdao did not go into depth on this topic, but exchanged a few pleasantries and said goodbye to Bai Dongjiang.
Seeing Li Youdao's back fading away, Bai Dongjiang also went to the palace to see the emperor.
Of course, the eunuch guarding the door could not let him in. He also told him that the emperor's dragon body was not well and he could not see anyone.
Bai Dongjiang was lost in thought as he looked at the closed palace door, but because he could not see the emperor, he could only return home with a lot of questions.
What he didn't know was that everyone in the Yangxin Palace was already crying because the emperor had been in bed for two days without eating or drinking. His face was so thin and sunken, and his eyes were dull. Without saying a word, the prince really felt something was wrong.
"Your Highness, for today's plan, medicine and stone are no longer effective. Tomorrow is April 18th, the Buddha's birthday. If Your Highness is so determined, why not go to Fahua Temple in the capital to pray and make wishes? Maybe a miracle will happen."
Fahua Temple is a well-known temple in Shangjing. It was built more than 300 years ago. Today, the temple is prosperous and has many Buddhists. Many people go to the temple to pray to gods and worship Buddha. It is said to be very efficacious.
The emperor's condition is like this now, and the medicine and stone are no longer effective. It is better to pray to God and Buddha, and maybe there will be a slight improvement.
The prince raised his head and looked at the queen, his biological mother. At this time, the queen had no idea. Apart from crying, her mind was blank. How could she make any decision for the prince.
So this matter could only be decided by himself. Since it happened so suddenly without any warning, the prince didn't even change his clothes, combed his hair or washed his face in the past few days. He had been waiting by Emperor Chen's side.
Seeing the imperial doctors busy around his father, even though he knew that such efforts might be of no use, they could bring him a little bit of comfort.
Sometimes he suddenly thought, if his father died, then such a huge national responsibility fell on his shoulders, would he be able to carry it?
If I really understand the major and minor affairs of this country, how should I analyze it?
Thinking of this, he felt even more regretful. "The Theory of Salt and Iron" is a guide book, which has very important reference value for the emperor who governs a huge empire.
