Emperor Yong'an was not injured, but he was a little dizzy from the smoke and could not breathe smoothly.
He heard the deafening footsteps and shouts. He had already hit the bottom, and his despairing heart regained hope.
"I'm here, I'm here." His voice was hoarse from the smoke, and the voice he shouted was not too loud. It was covered by the sound of burning flames and splashing water. It didn't spread far, but he didn't feel discouraged. While shouting hoarsely, he used his hands and feet to crawl in the direction of the sound, trying to lower his body as much as possible to avoid the billowing smoke.
Gao Fuguo was very familiar with Emperor Yong'an's voice. Even though it was hoarse due to smoke, he could still distinguish it from the noise at once.
"Saint, the saint is there, there." Gao Fuguo was almost crying with joy. He pointed to the depths of Qingxu Hall with trembling hands, and his voice was so trembling that he could not form a complete sentence.
The junior eunuchs all know that this is the confidant eunuch around Emperor Yong'an and the ancestor of the eunuchs in this palace. What he says must be true.
Emperor Yong'an was in danger, and the little eunuchs were all trying their best to make a mark in front of the saint. After hearing Gao Fuguo's words, some stepped forward to help Gao Fuguo move forward, while others made themselves soaked. , rushing in one after another.
Gao Fuguo rushed towards the fire scene with all his might, while Emperor Yong'an tried his best to crawl towards the light.
At the last moment before he passed out, what he saw was Gao Fuguo's face that was blackened by the fire, and the anxious expression on his face.
He suddenly felt relieved, tilted his head, and fell into a boundless coma.
A fire burned until sunset and then slowly extinguished. Next to the Taiye Pond, there was a palace that was burned into ruins, and there were four more charred corpses in the palace.
Emperor Yong'an was trapped in the fire. Although he was not injured, he inhaled too much smoke and fell unconscious.
The imperial ministers of the Imperial Medical Office were all crowded in the Hanxiang Hall. Inside the screen was the drowsy Emperor Yong'an, and outside the screen were the imperial ministers who were thinking hard and arguing endlessly.
Gao Fuguo's body was burned by several fire blisters, and his leg was hit by the top of a fallen beam. He was limping when he walked. He looked at the ministers, checked their pulses, and talked a lot. It was time for two cups of tea, but not a word was missing on the pulse table, which made me feel anxious.
This group of Fengyu are all mature and sophisticated, and no one is more skillful than them in seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.
His eyes were burning with anger, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes. He gritted his back molars, and cold words escaped from between his teeth: "My lords, please prepare a prescription for your majesty to use as soon as possible."
Hearing Gao Fuguo's words, many imperial officials looked at Han Zengshou.
Han Zengshou is the medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office and the backbone of these imperial officials. Whenever something difficult happens, these people will naturally subconsciously look at what he means first.
Han Zengshou sighed helplessly and said politely to Gao Fu, "Eunuch Gao, please let us think about it later. Your Majesty's prescription for the pulse report is really too sloppy."
It was extremely difficult to say one sentence, and I was dripping with cold sweat.
Gao Fuguo knew that these servants were used to being naughty, but this naughty person had been walking on the edge of the cliff for many years and had seen too many dangerous things, so he had no choice but to save his life.
After all, it is difficult to be a doctor, and to treat a saint is even more difficult. If you take even one step wrong on your errand, you will not be able to survive.
It is easy to save others but difficult to save yourself. This is the tragedy of being a royal doctor.
Gao Fuguo was anxious, and his cold words became even more rude, implying anger and threats: "Korean Medical Order, the Korean Medical Order must be well aware of your majesty's condition."
Han Zengshou's face was extremely ugly. How could he not know how dangerous this matter was? Every time he went to the palace to ask for pulse, he was determined to die, and every time he came out of the palace alive, he felt like he was reborn.
It is precisely because of this that he refuses to let his descendants study and practice medicine, or let them have anything to do with the royal family.
His eyes slowly widened, and he held his breath involuntarily. After a while, he exhaled, gritted his teeth, picked up his pen and began to draw up a prescription.
The news that Emperor Yong'an was in danger was like a gust of wind, and soon spread to every corner of the palace. Without being summoned, some people could not sit still and came to Hanxiang Hall one after another.
The imperial concubine walked at the front. She was well-maintained in her early forties and looked like she was just thirty. She wore a lotus-colored gown on her upper body and a darker long skirt of the same color tied around her waist. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with gold thread. It has landscape patterns, and the skirt ripples and waves rise and fall as you walk, which is quite spectacular.
Behind her followed a large group of women, all dressed in colorful clothes.
The young eunuch stood on the high steps in front of the Hanxiang Hall and saw a group of swaying women. He clicked his tongue, lowered his voice and said to the eunuch next to him: "Look at this posture, it looks like they are here to attend to illness." ?"
The little eunuch next to him twitched his lips: "You can't say that. Your Majesty, when you wake up and see a group of beauties, you can recover faster."
"That's right." The two looked at each other, with smiles on their faces, and ran down the steps with small steps, met the imperial concubine and her group, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said, "I have met the imperial concubine, I have met all of you. Empress."
The imperial concubine looked intently, with an anxious look on her face: "How is your majesty? Where is Gao Fuguo? Let him come out to see me."
The young eunuch knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and said respectfully: "Reply to your Majesty, all the ministers from the Imperial Medical Office are in the palace, and no news has come out yet. I, I don't know very well, but Eunuch Gao is also there. In the palace, when I go, I will send a message to Eunuch Gao to see the empress and ask her to sit in the side hall for a while."
The imperial concubine nodded, holding the hand of the young eunuch and walked towards the side hall.
As soon as we sat down, palace maids filed in, serving tea and snacks.
Concubine Li took a sip of tea, held the handkerchief and touched the corner of her mouth, grinning like a smile: "His Majesty, aren't we here to see His Majesty? What's the matter with just sitting here? Waiting for the eunuch Gao Fuguo."
The imperial concubine glanced at Concubine Li lightly and said nothing.
On the contrary, Concubine Xian covered her mouth and sneered: "Sister Li Fei came out dressed magnificently, but I, sister, got the message and didn't even have time to wash up, so I came here with unkempt hair and face. Sister, I don't dare to It would be embarrassing to go see those imperial officials from the Imperial Medical Office."
Concubine Li choked hard and stared at Concubine Xian angrily. When she thought that the saint had gone to Concubine Xian's palace twice in a row this month and heard her sarcastic words again, she wanted to pounce on her and scratch her. Face.
Concubine Hui seemed to be in a normal expression, but she was clutching the handkerchief tightly. She looked at the three people, lowered her eyes, and said nothing.
The remaining concubines are not of high grade and can only watch the battle and are not qualified to participate in the battle.
After a while, Gao Fuguo pushed the door open and kowtowed to the concubines one by one. He said to the highest-ranking imperial concubine: "Your Majesty, your majesty just took the medicine and has woken up. It's just that her throat was burned by the smoke. She can't speak." It’s not that neat, the Korean medical order said that His Majesty was not injured, he was just frightened, and he will be fine in three to five days.”
The imperial concubine seemed to be relieved, and said calmly with a solemn expression: "Are all the ministers from the Imperial Medical Office still waiting in the palace?"
Gao Fuguo said: "Most of Feng Yu has gone back. Only Han Yi Ling and his young apprentice went to Xishao to wait."
The imperial concubine nodded: "How is your majesty in good spirits now? Can you see me conveniently?"
Gao Fuguo nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty just found out that it was your concubine who came. He was very happy and asked you to come over."
The imperial concubine pinched the handkerchief and pressed the corner of her eyes, supported the hand of the palace maid, and walked slowly to the door. When she saw the concubines beside her standing up with expectations in their eyes, she turned her head and said lightly: "Let's all come together. Well, but if anyone is chirping and disturbs His Majesty’s purity, don’t blame me for not caring about the sisterhood of the past.”
Many concubines all claimed that they were, and walked towards the main hall in a mighty manner.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the palace, I saw another group of people coming from a distance. There were more than ten people from tall to short. There was only one girl in this group, and the others were all men. They were holding these things like stars holding the moon. The only girl walked towards the Hanxiang Hall.
The imperial concubine looked at this group of people, frowned slightly, turned to look at Xiao Yang Concubine, with a look of hesitation on her face, but in the end she only said one sentence to Gao Fuguo: "Your Majesty just woke up, and was afraid of the noise, so let the King of Qin They are waiting in the side hall for His Majesty's summons."
Gao Fuguo bowed and said, "Yes, I understand."
He ordered a small eunuch to greet the ancestors first and invite them into the side hall to appease them.
He himself led the imperial concubine and her entourage into the main hall first. After settling down, he went to the side hall to meet King Qin and others.
Xie Huiming sat upright and asked seriously with a serious look on his face: "Eunuch Gao, how is your father?"
Gao Fuguo bowed and said what he just said to the imperial concubine as it was.
Xie Huiming nodded and said expressionlessly: "Since my mother and concubine are visiting my father, I will wait here to be summoned. If Eunuch Gao has nothing to do, can you give me the pulse record and prescription written in the Korean Medical Order?" This king has a look."
King Xie Huiming of Qin knew medical skills. This was well known both inside and outside the palace, and he never shied away from this matter.
Gao Fuguo thought for a while, he knew very well that even if he rejected King Qin now, King Qin could still get the pulse record and prescription from other places. There was no need for him to offend this unfathomable prince because of this matter. He bowed and said: " Convenient, convenient, I’ll go right now.”
Watching Gao Fuguo walk out, King Jian Xie Yuanjing looked around and sighed: "It's such a big thing, why hasn't the second brother come over yet?"
Zhao Wang thanked him and said: "When I arrived, I ordered someone to go to the second brother's house to upload a letter. I don't know what happened."
With a malicious look on his face, Xie Yuanjing asked Xie Lijing mysteriously: "Hey, eh, did you know that three days ago, the second brother rested in the room of a beautiful woman named Afu in the Jiaofang."
