Chapter 326 The emperor is in coma, the end is approaching

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Zhu Di opened the letter sent from the East Palace. There was a small note in the envelope. After seeing the words written on it, his pupils shrank and his heart beat violently.

The prince of Gan, Zhu Zhanji.

Far away in Jiangxi, he placed the chess pieces at the core of the empire and monitored the actions of the emperor and the prince. After experiencing ups and downs, Zhu Zhanji is like an extremely patient hidden tiger, licking his wounds in the dark, hiding his minions, and waiting for opportunities.

He grew up too quickly.

Today's Zhu Zhanji is far from the immature emperor grandson in terms of means and mentality. Even compared with his father, the former prince Zhu Gaochi, he is even better than him.

Zhu Di suddenly felt weak all over, and he murmured: "I thought that within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, I knew everything and was omnipotent. But now it seems that I am like a naive fool. After getting older, Both my sense of smell and intuition are far worse than before.”

He felt tired that everything was out of his control. Whether it was the corruption of officials or Zhu Zhanji's forbearance plot, he knew nothing about it.

For an emperor who was extremely controlling, this was absolutely intolerable and a great humiliation.

He once had everyone under his control, but now, those under his control have escaped his control and have gradually grown up. In contrast, he is constantly weakening due to old age, and is retreating instead of advancing.

If Zhu Gaojie hadn't been helping him, I'm afraid he would still have been kept in the dark until now, complacent about his past feats like a fool, unaware of the impending danger.

Tang Cheng stepped forward and comforted: "Your Majesty, haven't I been helping you? No one is perfect. There is no way in this world that a person can always remain at the top. What's more, the Ming Dynasty was created by you. Of?"

Zhu Di felt a little more balanced in his heart: "What you said...is not unreasonable. I am old, but fortunately there is still a prince in Ming Dynasty."

He is at the end of his life, but his successor is still a vigorous young man.

Although all his abilities have declined, his prince is on the rise like the rising sun. He is young, sharp, decisive, wise, and does everything flawlessly...

"You are right. There has never been an immortal person in the world. No one can stand on the top of the mountain forever, but there will always be someone who will stand on the top of the mountain."

His Majesty the Emperor breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "At my age, it should also be time to enjoy life. Let young people handle the future affairs. I don't need to worry about it."

Tang Cheng felt relieved when he saw that the emperor's mood had eased a lot.

He is the person who knows Zhu Di best, so he naturally knows that His Majesty the Emperor is not in good health now. The Imperial Hospital's advice was to advise the emperor to rest and cultivate his mind and not to get angry.

But with the old man's character, how could he remain calm? He was born to be a domineering person on a galloping horse, free and unrestrained.

Fortunately, with the prince at home and Tang Cheng by his side, Zhu Di could feel more at ease.

"Cough, cough, cough -"

Suddenly, the emperor suddenly coughed violently, his face turned pale, and he was crouched down and unable to stand up, which shocked Tang Cheng.

Mr. Tang quickly stepped forward to support the emperor's body. Before he could react, Zhu Di fainted on the spot.

Tang Cheng shouted: "Imperial physician, imperial physician!"



Zhu Gaojie quickly walked into the Qianqing Palace. In front of the palace gate, the guard general Fan Zhong led the twelve guards to patrol, and the Qianqing Palace was surrounded by water. The atmosphere was tense, as if the sky was falling.

When he saw Zhu Gaojie, Fan Zhong raised his hand and asked the imperial guards to make way.

Zhu Gaojie didn't say anything, and walked straight into the palace. He saw a group of imperial doctors talking about each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

He spotted Tang Cheng in the crowd, reached out to invite him over, and asked seriously: "What on earth is going on?"

Zhu Gaojie was originally very busy. After returning from classes in the martial arts academy, he was handling state affairs in the Wenhua Hall. He had no time to spare, but suddenly someone came and told him that the emperor was ill, and he hurried over.

Tang Cheng said: "After reading the letter sent by Your Highness today, His Majesty became furious and threatened to ask you to kill all the people on the list for him. Later, I comforted him a few times, and His Majesty's condition improved slightly. One or two, when I thought everything was fine, His Majesty suddenly started coughing and soon fainted."

Zhu Gaojie frowned slightly: "The old man has such a strong body, how could he suddenly faint? You quickly ordered someone to check the old man's food, accommodation and other issues in the past two days to see what went wrong."

Tang Cheng shook his head: "Actually, your majesty's dragon body is already extremely weak. According to Tai Hospital, your majesty is now like a moth-eaten towering tree. From the outside, he looks healthy and strong, but in fact, he has been hollowed out inside. , it declined very quickly.”

Zhu Gaojie's heart skipped a beat. He didn't bother to ask Tang Cheng any more and walked straight to the dragon bed. The doctors around him gave way.

He opened the curtain and saw Zhu Di lying on the couch, his eyes closed tightly, sweating profusely, his face as dry as white paper. The emperor who used to be as heroic as a tiger was now dying.

Zhu Gaojie sat on the bedside of the old man and raised his hand to feel the man's pulse.

People around him didn't dare to speak for fear of disturbing His Highness the Crown Prince.

There are many people in the Imperial Hospital who were doctors of the Sui Dynasty during the Jingnan period. After the war, they were named imperial doctors and have been receiving this honor for generations. Of course they knew that the best military doctor in Yan Division's military camp was the prince in front of them.

Zhu Gaojie's medical skills were superb. He studied under famous doctors. He was better than his master. Although he had never been on the battlefield during the Jing Dynasty, he saved countless generals of the Yan Division. He relied on this wonderful rejuvenating medical skill.

Feeling the emperor's pulse, he closed his eyes lightly and frowned.

After a long time, he slowly stood up.

Tang Cheng stepped forward quickly and looked at Zhu Gaojie with hopeful eyes: "Your Highness, how is your Majesty's health?"

Zhu Gaojie did not speak, but waved to the doctors behind him.

People have many ears and mixed ears. Even in a deep palace, it is inevitable that there will be evil ears and eyes.

Tang Chengxin understood, turned around and dismissed the imperial doctor: "Everyone, please wait in the side hall for now. If anything happens, our family will come to you."

After the crowd left, Zhu Gaojie sighed and said: "As you said, the old man's body has almost collapsed, like a broken house full of devastation, with air leaking everywhere. Although the Taiyuan Hospital has been doing its best to treat this patient, A dilapidated house is covered with bricks and mortar, but this has finally reached its limit. If nothing happens, the old man's lifespan should be less than half a year."

According to the original history, the old man should be able to hold on until the 22nd year of Yongle, but now it has not yet reached the 16th year of Yongle, and the old man can no longer hold on.

Throughout his life, the old man fought bloody battles on the battlefield and accumulated countless hidden wounds. Because he was worried, he often stayed up all night and suffered from severe mental exhaustion. If I can keep it tight, I might be able to hold on for another six or seven years.

But now Zhu Di understood that even if the empire did not have him, it would not have any impact. The Ming Dynasty would only be better under the leadership of Zhu Gaojie, and the tight string in his heart relaxed.

This loosening was aimed at killing him.

"Before the words are spoken, the ending has been played out thousands of times. The body has not moved, but the mind has passed through thousands of mountains. The actions have not been fruitful, and the imaginary slaughter is difficult and the worry is still there. The matter is over, and the past is still playing out in the mind."

Zhu Gaojie sighed, "The old man has never had a peaceful sleep in his life. When he was young, he followed Emperor Gao to conquer the Yuan Dynasty and found the country. When he was middle-aged, he conquered Mobei during the Jingnan Campaign. When he was old, he was running the country and was busy with calculations. He is not just physical. His disease is even more heart-wrenching."

"If this heart disease is not cured, it would be better if we can keep pushing him forward. Although life is very painful, at least he can still be alive. But if this heart disease is gone, his end will come."

"No matter how superb my medical skills are, it will be of no use when facing a heart disease, because I have cured his heart disease, and it is impossible to find another one for him. I can prescribe a medicine for him, but at most I can cure the old man's heart disease. Extending life by half a year is the ultimate human effort."

There was some bitterness in his heart. He had never experienced the feeling of regret in his two lives, and now regret suddenly came to his heart.

If he hadn't performed so well and not made the old man feel so confident about handing over the empire to him, maybe the old man wouldn't have reached the situation where he is today and his life is short.

The old man is begging for death now.

He was too tired from this life, so he just took a good sleep, and after his death, he slept underground and reunited with Queen Xu.

Although the old man is a very wicked father and loves to cheat his son when he has nothing to do. He has plotted against his son day and night since he ascended the throne, which often makes Zhu Gaojie feel helpless, but...

This person is the only relative in this life who can give him fatherly love. Like a mountain, he protects Zhu Gaojie from the wind and rain.

Although Zhu Gaojie does not need others to protect him from wind and rain, he still enjoys this kind of father's love, which can make his cold and emotionless heart feel the long-lost warmth.

After Tang Cheng heard this, he was silent for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "The country cannot be left without a master for a day. Your Majesty is still awake now. Major matters should be decided by the prince who holds the seal. How do you plan to deal with this situation, Prince? "

Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about state affairs for now. You go to the imperial doctors and ask for a set of silver needles. I will give the old man acupuncture to prolong his life first."

Tang Cheng nodded, turned around and went to the side hall, where he and the imperial doctors found a set of needle boxes.

Zhu Gaojie opened the needle box and found a total of forty-nine silver needles of various sizes inside. He took out one and placed it on the candlelight to bake...



A set of acupuncture took more than two hours.

When Zhu Gaojie put the silver needle back into the needle box, Zhu Di's face, which was as pale as frost and snow outside the palace, had improved slightly. Although he was still in a coma, it was generally harmless.

On the other hand, after more than two hours of acupuncture, Zhu Gaojie's face turned pale and his arms under his sleeves were shaking.

With his physical strength, even if he fights on the battlefield for a whole day and night, he will not be tired. This shows how terrible acupuncture is on the mind and body. He needs to maintain the most concentrated state at all times. There is probably no other person in the world who can find him. , can complete such difficult acupuncture.

Zhu Gaojie gasped and said: "After my acupuncture, the old man will wake up in seven days or half a month as quickly as possible. After that, he will need to take some decoction to recuperate. Even so, he is just hanging on to his life."

Tang Cheng could also tell that Zhu Xiaosi was very tired now, and comforted him: "Your Highness, you have worked hard. Please go back to the East Palace to rest early."

"Don't worry, I will live in Qianqing Palace to take care of the old man these days."

Zhu Gaojie took a deep breath, closed his eyes lightly, and tried hard to regain some strength.

Tang Cheng stood beside him, silent, unwilling to disturb the young man.

After a long time, Zhu Gaojie, who had recovered a little, opened his eyes with calm eyes: "The news of the emperor's fainting must not be spread, so as not to cause unrest in the hearts of the people. Nowadays, all the military generals of the Ming Dynasty are concentrated in the martial arts academy to teach, and the ministers are released. Many officials are still there. Annan. If word spreads that the old man fell into a coma, I don’t know how much trouble it will cause."

"For the time being, keep all the imperial doctors in the side hall of Qianqing Palace to prevent them from leaking the news."

Tang Cheng nodded and said, "I'll go and tell Fan Zhong and ask him to lead the twelve imperial guards to patrol outside the Qianqing Palace day and night."

"No need!"

Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said, "Ask Fan Zhong to evacuate the people and keep everything as normal. Patrol as you normally do now. You made Fan Zhong and the Forbidden Army look like they were in such a panic. Didn't you tell others that something happened to the emperor? A fool can guess it." Come out with the truth.”

Tang Cheng suddenly realized it, lowered his head guiltily and said, "It's me who is slow."

After the emperor fainted, he was a little at a loss and made such a low-level mistake. It really shouldn't have happened. Fortunately, Zhu Gaojie reminded him and he woke up in time.

Zhu Gaojie continued: "I will announce in the name of Wenhua Palace that the emperor will travel to Xiangshan. During this period, I will be in charge of all national affairs to conceal the truth."

Tang Cheng nodded: "It's all up to His Highness to decide."



After Zhu Gaojie left, a mysterious man enveloped in darkness came out from behind the screen.

The identity of the person who commands the Shadow Warriors is the most mysterious. So far, no one except Zhu Di knows his true identity.

Tang Cheng was not surprised when he saw this mysterious man. He was the shadow of the emperor. The shadow would never leave the body, and he would never leave Zhu Di.

The mysterious man asked in a low voice: "Prince, are you trustworthy?"

Tang Cheng frowned slightly: "What do you mean by this?"

The mysterious man said faintly: "The emperor is in a coma. At this time, the prince has sole power. If he wants to rebel, even I can't stop him."

Tang Cheng asked: "Do you suspect that the prince has different intentions?"

"I doubt everyone."

The mysterious man said calmly, "He may not have this ambition, but he does have this ability, and we have to guard against it."

However, Tang Cheng shook his head.

"I advise you not to think too much about it."

(End of chapter)