It’s not past half time (it will be two o’clock in the afternoon in later generations.)
After an hour-long sacrificial ceremony for hundreds of officials.
The heaven-sacrifice ceremony in the winter of the 29th year of Zhengde finally officially ended in a joyous atmosphere.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
Like waves of wheat blown by the wind, the civil and military officials, clan officials and nobles from all over the dynasty all saluted in the direction of the emperor's dragon chariot.
Amidst the peaceful and quiet sound of musical instruments.
The huge and majestic imperial dragon chariot slowly rose.
When the imperial guard of honor completely disappeared in front of everyone.
All the civil and military officials and nobles of the entire dynasty could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The originally neat formation also dispersed.
Familiar officials gathered together in twos and threes, supporting each other towards their respective carriages.
Some elderly officials could not help but feel a little slow in their steps as they helped each other walk.
If you look closely, you can see beads of sweat the size of soybeans on the faces of some officials.
It's winter, so according to common sense, this situation shouldn't happen.
However, during today's heaven-sacrifice ceremony, any official crawled out of his warm bed before dawn.
Rushed to the Royal Temple of Heaven located in the southern suburbs of Chang'an City.
What followed was standing for several hours, and from time to time they had to kneel down and pray to God for good weather and peace for the country and the people.
It is extremely difficult for the officials who were used to being pampered in the past to persist until the ceremony of worshiping the heaven has come to an end.
Carriages carrying extremely frail officials slowly left the Temple of Heaven in the southern suburbs.
The heaven-sacrifice ceremony has certainly come to a perfect end.
However, another great court meeting that could determine the life and death of the entire Guanzhong people still quietly kicked off at this time.
Xu Yi took two quick steps and met Xu Zhen, whose steps were even slower.
Xu Zhen's face was already a little pale at this time.
But before Xu Yi can help me,
Xu Zhen's steps faltered and he fell heavily towards the ground.
"Second uncle!"
"His Royal Highness King Jin!"
Xu Zhen's abnormality was instantly noticed by the purple-robed nobles around him.
The nobles in purple robes beside them shouted in panic.
However, those who can wear the purple robe are almost half a century old.
Even if everyone wants to, nothing can be changed.
Only Xu Yi is still two steps away from Xu Zhen.
Xu Yi screamed, and the soles of his feet suddenly exerted force.
Take three steps and then two steps to rush towards Xu Zhen.
It seems that there is no time for support.
As he approached, Xu Yi suddenly slid down.
He used his body to catch Xu Zhen who was about to fall to the ground.
Xu Zhen's head fell heavily on Xu Yi's stomach, causing the nobles in purple robes beside him to exclaim.
Fortunately, Xu Yi reacted in time. If not, Xu Zhen would have hit his head on the ground after such a heavy fall.
It's really a big deal.
"Second uncle! Second uncle!"
Xu Yi slowly helped Xu Zhen up and kept calling Xu Zhen softly.
In the world today, there are only two people who treat him sincerely.
One is Zhao Shou, who has been dependent on each other since childhood.
One of them was Jin Wang Xu Zhen, who looked pale and had his eyes closed tightly.
If something happens to Xu Zhen, Xu Yi really doesn't know if he will go crazy!
at the same time.
The several nobles in purple robes who were over fifty years old beside the two of them did not care about avoiding suspicion of Xu Yi at this time.
They all gathered around.
Some of these purple-robed nobles had conflicts with Xu Zhen due to different political opinions.
Some people were still political enemies with Xu Zhen for various reasons.
However, no matter what the relationship between the two was before, at this moment, they all gathered around.
It's not because they are noble, nor is it because they are generous enough to laugh away their grudges.
It's because Xu Zhen really can't let anything happen.
Although Xu Zhen retreated from the Western Regions due to injuries, only Xu Zhen still lives in this world for one day.
Those countries in the Western Regions that had been defeated by Xu Zhen would not dare to act rashly because of fear!
Mo Xiao, King Jin's legs were bent, and his sword was still screaming.
To this day, this nursery rhyme is still circulated among the countries in the Western Regions.
In some tribes that were severely beaten by Xu Zhen, King Xu Zhen of the Jin Dynasty could still make the four characters come out every time and the children stopped crying.
Nowadays, there is a severe drought in the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, and the Xiongnu in Mobei are ready to take action.
If something happens to Xu Zhen again, it will be really big trouble.
"Get some water!"
Xu Yi called softly, but when Xu Zhen didn't respond at all, he didn't dare to shake it hard at all.
At this time, he no longer cared about who the person beside him was.
A loud roar caused the group of purple-robed nobles to come back to their senses and start shouting one after another.
After a while, a guard came over with a water bag.
Xu Yi took the water bag and bit open the cork without even bothering to thank him.
Slowly pour the water into Xu Zhen's mouth.
"Ahem!"
Xu Zhen coughed lightly, which made Xu Yida breathe a sigh of relief.
"Second uncle?"
"Nothing, it's the same old problem."
Xu Zhen waved his hand slightly, signaling Xu Yi to feel at ease.
"Prince Jin, why don't we teach him to be an imperial doctor?"
Shangguan Lu, the chief assistant at that time, frowned and asked slowly.
"It doesn't matter, it's an old habit. You should go back to the palace first. Just rest for a while."
Xu Zhen's face turned pale. Seeing everyone gathering around him, he still didn't understand what everyone was worried about.
"Is Prince Jin really okay? In my opinion, it would be more secure to hire an imperial physician."
Shangguan Lu frowned. Although sometimes he couldn't understand Xu Zhen's style, at this time he was really concerned.
"It doesn't matter."
Xu Zhen waved his hand again, signaling everyone to leave.
Shangguan Lu sighed, said "take care", and then left.
Seeing this, the rest of the people said goodbye one after another.
To a certain extent, civil servants, military generals, and nobles belong to three different interest groups.
They may unite when big things happen, but when things are calm, they are the biggest waves.
"Second uncle, is this an old problem?"
Xu Yi frowned and kept staring at Xu Zhen's eyes. He had never heard of any old illness in Xu Zhen since he returned from the Western Regions.
Of course, not counting the legs, this is something that is well known throughout the country.
Seeing that Xu Yi would not give up until he figured it out, Xu Zhen sighed and spoke slowly.
After injuring my leg, I often experience palpitations, chest tightness, sweating, etc.
In severe cases, you may even have difficulty breathing and feel like you are on the verge of death.
The strange thing is that as long as I eat and drink well in the past, I won't have symptoms.
But once you don't eat for a long time, a similar situation will happen again.
It's not that Xu Zhen has never looked for a doctor, he has even been to the Imperial Hospital several times.
I drank a lot of decoction, but I didn't feel any better at all. I was still feeling dizzy.
"Hypoglycemia."
After Xu Yi listened to Xu Zhen’s self-report, the word hypoglycemia suddenly popped into his mind.
"Second uncle, wait for me for a moment."
After he finished speaking, Xu Zhen didn't wait for a reply.
Xu Yi trotted all the way to the carriage.
When Xu Yi turned back again, there were a few more cakes in his hand.
Just a few sips of water cannot completely relieve hypoglycemia.
Fortunately, the palace carriages usually have some melon and fruit cakes on hand.
