Zhangtai Palace, side hall.
Ying Zheng was sitting in a high position, but he seemed impatient, and his hands were shaking with excitement.
Zhao Gao, whom he had been waiting for for a long time, had returned and brought good news. Xu Fu led three thousand boys and girls away for many days, and finally found Penglai Fairy Mountain, and found the elixir of immortality from it. The main medicine was Longevity Pill, and took it You can live forever, but you have to take the medicine beforehand, so that the main medicine can work more effectively and make you immortal.
Zhao Gao promised that the medicine would be delivered today to make him immortal as soon as possible.
Immortality is immortality.
At this moment, in the hall, the high positions are all made of gold, blooming with golden energy, and they are entrenched in the center of the hall like a dragon. All the favorite cyclamen have been picked and surrounded under them, and the steam is rising under their feet, just like a fairyland.
Ying Zheng wants to create a fairyland, create an atmosphere for him to take medicine, and pray for the immortal family to come. Yes, being able to get such medicine must be a gift from the immortal family, and he is grateful.
"Whoever comes, please immediately urge the Zhongche Mansion to offer the elixir as soon as possible."
Today, the emperor looked very solemn, and all the attendants were trembling and frightened. Shang Xin hurriedly stepped forward, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, the order from the Central Chemistry Palace has arrived and is waiting outside."
Ying Zheng looked happy and quickly urged, "Let him come in quickly."
Zhao Gao walked in, holding a brocade box in his hand, inlaid with gold rims, like a Bodhi relic in the steam.
"Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao knelt down, moved his knees forward, and held the brocade box high, extremely solemn.
"Is this the elixir? Sure enough, the immortal energy is ethereal, and I can reach the immortality." Ying Zheng was overjoyed, and his eyes glanced at the brocade box, and his eyes flashed, "Hurry, open it quickly, I want to take the elixir."
"No!" Zhao Gao stood up and called a waiter to take the brocade box and hold it in his hands. He then stretched out his hand and slowly opened the lid of the box. There was a shiny yellow cloth inside, and a black object in the middle, which smelled like turbidity. The smell is particularly pungent.
"Your Majesty, please take a look."
Ying Zheng was extremely happy, stroking his beard with one hand, but leaning forward, his eyes shining.
"This is it, this is it." With trembling hands, he stood up slowly, extremely excited.
"Your Majesty, please wash your hands in the basin and bathe in the fairy dew." A waiter brought a basin, which was made of gold, and the golden light floated.
Ying Zheng did as he was told, pinched his sleeves, put his hands into them, and after a moment, pulled them out, wrapping his hands with the cloth, which was full of ritual.
"Please take the elixir, your majesty. Congratulations, your majesty will soon be comparable to the immortals." Zhao Gao's voice sounded.
Ying Zheng could no longer control his excitement. He pinched the dark object and examined it before putting it in his mouth. His movements were extremely sacred.
His throat was throbbing, and he could feel the pill going down his neck. He looked a little uncomfortable, but Ying Zheng didn't mean to care.
What an elixir! That's how it should be.
"Prepare the fairy soup!"
Seeing that His Majesty had completely swallowed the elixir, Zhao Gao ordered the waiter to bring a bowl of water. No one knew what was added to the water, but it also glowed with golden light.
Ying Zheng didn't think about it, drank it in one gulp, and clapped his hands with satisfaction to show that he was done. It also indicated that he would become an immortal when the Longevity Pill was delivered.
What a day to look forward to.
"When will the Penglai Immortal Envoy arrive?"
Zhao Gao cupped his hands and replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Longevity Pill is bathing in the immortal energy in Penglai Immortal Mountain. When it is released, Penglai Immortal Envoy will send it to you."
Ying Zheng nodded and reminded: "Don't forget to tell Xu Fu that the pill will be delivered immediately...I have been waiting for this day...for a long time."
"promise!"
"Okay, you go out! I want to bathe in the immortal energy alone." Ying Zheng waved his hand and signaled everyone to go out. He sat on the throne, spread his hands, closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying it.
"No!" Everyone responded in unison and slowly exited.
However, at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the throne. Ying Zheng, who had closed his eyes, suddenly stood up and raised his head. A stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell straight down, making no more noise.
ah!
"Your Majesty!" Everyone panicked and screamed.
Zhao Gao was the first to step forward and kept shaking His Majesty's body, but there was no response.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Hurry, call the doctor."
Zhao Gao shouted, and the other waiters were extremely anxious.
Soon, the imperial doctor arrived, alarming Fusu and other princes and daughters at the same time.
Half a day later, urgent news came from Zhangtai Palace. The emperor took the elixir and caused a coma. He has not woken up yet. The imperial doctor in the palace was at a loss.
Don't let anything happen to you. Suddenly, the court was in a commotion, the situation was in a mess, and the rich and powerful were looking for famous doctors.
The first time Li Si heard the news, he was worried and secretly happy at the same time. He thought that this was a good opportunity to improve his status in His Majesty's mind, so he was ready to find a famous doctor. At this time, Yang Qing took the initiative to come to the door. Please take a tassel.
"Prime Minister Li, I am willing to go."
Li Si glanced at Yang Qing, unsure. He was previously recruited as a guest minister because of Bian Que's reputation, but after many days of observation, he did not find anything special about Yang Qing. The person being treated now was His Majesty, and he did not dare to play with it.
"Please believe me, Mr. Li, I will definitely be able to cure your majesty's illness." Seeing Li Si's hesitation, Yang Qing patted his heart and said.
"Oh! Then tell me how to treat it?"
Yang Qing cleared his throat, seemingly confident.
"I heard that Your Majesty vomited blood and fainted. On the surface, it was caused by swallowing the elixir. However, this elixir was specially ordered by His Majesty. There must be no problem. The problem is Your Majesty himself."
Li Si made a sound of "Huh", which seemed very reasonable, and motioned for him to continue.
"The reason why I fainted is that Your Majesty was busy day and night, leading to physical weakness."
"Elixirs are great tonics. In such a physical condition, tonic is a kind of destruction. The body parts will be severely damaged and will become inflamed, and inflammation is the cause of syncope."
Yang Qing's words were clear and logical, and he seemed to be aware of His Majesty's condition.
"Inflammation?" This word was a bit new. Li Si thought about it and asked, "What is inflammation?"
Yang Qing smiled, with a face full of confidence, and said, "Yes, it's a wound, um, a wound inside the body."
Internal wounds? Uh-huh! It seems very reasonable, and Li Si somewhat believes this statement.
In fact, the imperial doctor in the palace looked at it and couldn't figure out the reason. It must be other problems, and inflammation is very appropriate.
Moreover, Yang Qing is the descendant of Bian Que, and everyone admires Bian Que's medical skills. Perhaps the 'inflammation' disease was originated from Bian Que!
"Okay, you can follow me into the palace immediately to see His Majesty."
"Of course!" Li Si glanced at Yang Qing appreciatively, "If you can cure His Majesty, I believe His Majesty will take a fancy to you."
"Don't forget to say something nice about me in front of His Majesty when the time comes."
Li Si patted Yang Qing's shoulder gently, looking particularly warm.
Yang Qing was overjoyed and quickly handed over his hand, "If such a day comes, Yang Qing will never forget Prime Minister Li's great kindness."
"Hahaha!" The two laughed.
"It's just..." After smiling, Li suddenly paused, "It's just that this guy Li Zhao is known as a miracle doctor in the military, so I'm afraid he will steal your limelight."
"Hey!" Yang Qing shook his head and waved his hands, looking indifferent, "Li Zhao is just a farmer. He happened to cure a few soldiers, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
"Haha! Don't forget, I am the second generation descendant of Bian Que."
"Yes, yes, hahaha!"
The two laughed loudly again.
