Zhou Qian didn't believe the lie that King Jin was about to die of illness.
Not only that.
He also felt that there must be another reason for King Jin's sudden return to the capital.
Thinking of the recent events in the capital, Zhou Qian's heart sank: Could it be that the King of Jin thought that I left the work of the Ministry of Industry to Jingxian to increase the bargaining chip for the fourteenth son to fight for the crown prince, so he ignored the matter in Luohe Road. After settling down, he gave up the power of Luohe Road and rushed back to the capital.
"Since Zhou An's incident, King Jin probably has one less person who can give advice, and his vision has become more and more short-sighted."
"I clearly handed over half of the glass sales to Anbao Tower, and did not let King Kang interfere with the manual work. Yet he still wants to compete for a piece of the pie. Maybe he is now complaining that I am partial to King Kang. I want to Come and seek justice from me, don’t you think so, Su Peiyuan?”
Su Peiyuan didn't dare to speak about this kind of matter between royal father and son. He could only smile and try to be careless and vague.
But who knows.
Zhou Qian was depressed and had no one to complain to. Seeing that Su Peiyuan was silent, he once again asked the eunuchs standing in the distance: "Do you think I am partial?"
Phew!
The eunuchs knelt on the ground.
Especially the little eunuch in the royal study who King Jin spent a lot of money to buy, he wanted to stuff his head into his crotch.
Normally when they wait here, His Majesty has never asked such a question.
Why did he just get a hundred taels of gold from Prince Jin's Mansion a few days ago, and he planned to risk losing his head to become the ears of Prince Jin's Mansion? Today, His Majesty went out of his way and asked them about the loss of his head?
At this time, the little eunuch regretted accepting the hundred taels of gold, but he could not take it back.
Just as he was waiting for His Majesty to pull him out and kill him with a stick, he heard a cold snort from above.
"I ask you, how do you know my painstaking efforts? I was indeed partial in the past, but it was not King Kang who was partial, but his King Jin. If King Jin's illness is really serious, that's all. If his illness is not serious, when he arrives in the capital, I will also send troops to send him to Luohe Road again!"
Say it.
Zhou Qian sat back in front of his desk and continued to immerse himself in reviewing the memorial.
I was angry, and I didn't like anyone's greeting.
When the envoy of Jiangnan Province came to report some flattering words about peace in the world, Zhou Qian made a note of this person in his mind.
When the New Year's Eve is scheduled, this person will be directly transferred to the place where there are riots at the border as an inspector. He will stay until next year to see if this person can still say flattering words about peace in the world.
Zhou Qian raised his head and glanced at the little eunuch who was wiping sweat below, and sneered silently.
King Jin wanted to place an informant around him.
He fulfilled King Jin's wish.
I hope that after King Jin knows his attitude, he can change it if it is necessary and encourage him if it is not.
Otherwise, this trial can end early.
…
Guannai Road, Weizhou.
This place is only more than two hundred miles away from the capital.
If the four-horse carriage that the King of Jin rides travels at full speed, it can reach the capital in less than a day.
But in Weizhou City, King Jin and his party stopped.
It was not because he had the foresight to wait for the informants in the palace to report the news before deciding whether to move on.
But the King of Jin was seriously ill.
In order to quickly find the best doctor in Weizhou City, King Jin and his party moved directly into the backyard of the Weizhou government office.
Fortunately, the magistrate of Weizhou was a member of King Jin. Although he was surprised by King Jin's arrival, he still treated him with courtesy according to the highest standards. He also mobilized all the doctors in the city to come to diagnose and treat King Jin.
The doctors haven't come yet.
The guest room where Prince Jin lived was filled with a sour smell. Even the guards who were used to serving him were choked by the sour smell and could not open their eyes.
Just as Jiachu helped King Jin come out of the palace, waiting for the servants to clean the bucket, King Jin rushed towards the spittoon again.
"vomit……"
After retching several times, King Jin finally vomited out the yellow and black bile. With tears in his eyes, he pinched a handful of snot from his nose with a silk handkerchief. Just as he was about to speak, stars appeared in front of his eyes, and he slumped to the ground helplessly.
Fortunately, Jiachu's quick eyesight and hands quickly pulled him up, carried him to the bed and sat him down against the quilt. King Jin did not sit on the ground, and then made matters worse by falling and injuring his legs and feet.
"The imperial doctor..."
King Jin tremblingly stretched out his hand towards Jiachu, his tone almost begging.
At the beginning of Jia's life, it turned out that even though he was middle-aged, he was still a handsome and handsome prince who could attract a lot of young girls to like him. Now, because of two consecutive days of vomiting and diarrhea, his face was not thin, and he looked like he had aged ten years. As if he were many years old, he felt unspeakable regret.
I couldn't find any excuse at the beginning, so I had to leave because I was sick.
Who would have thought that the prophecy came true and that the prince was fine when he left Ping County. It is not known whether he ate something unclean on the way or caught the cold due to the rush of the road, which made the prince really sick.
Moreover, this disease comes like a mountain and cannot be cured at all.
When I passed the small county town, I asked the doctor to see it, but the doctor couldn't see anything at that time and only took medicine to treat the stomach.
The prince initially improved a bit when he took it, but who knew that at night, his condition worsened rapidly.
Vomiting and diarrhea, no matter how hard it is, I can't stop it.
By this morning, I was almost exhausted. Thanks to the ginseng slices hanging on my head, I didn't faint.
"The imperial doctor..."
Prince Jin pointed to the door with dull eyes, said only two words, and then licked his chapped and peeling lips.
At this time, King Jin was seriously ill and was not very clear-headed.
Jiachu knew that if he explained that he had not arrived in the capital yet, the prince would be more anxious and would definitely ask him to return to the capital to find the imperial doctor.
But the prince's condition suddenly became so serious that if he continued on his journey, he was afraid that an accident would happen.
"The imperial doctor..."
King Jin was still calling out like a soul, full of expectation.
Although he felt dizzy because of his illness and could not express some words, he had an intuition in his heart.
Even if he died, he would die in the capital.
There is an imperial doctor in the capital, and his father will definitely send the best imperial doctor to treat him.
Other places are remote and remote, and a small illness can turn him into a serious illness. He doesn't trust those barefoot doctors, he only trusts the imperial doctor!
"Your Majesty, the doctor is here."
At this time.
The prefect of Weizhou came in with two doctors with gray beards.
These two doctors decided to take the risk because the Weizhou magistrate often visited and took care of them in their hospital.
Who doesn't know that King Jin is a nobleman of Tianhuang? If he stops in a hurry, he must be seriously ill.
Other doctors didn't dare to come. If they didn't care about the prefect's usual care, they wouldn't want to come either.
As soon as the group entered the door, the sour smell in the air made the prefect of Weizhou feel nauseous, and his Adam's apple surged several times. It was only through his strong self-control that he suppressed the breakfast he wanted to spit out.
Fortunately, the two doctors had experienced a lot of this kind of thing. They didn't feel like vomiting when they smelled this smell. Instead, they turned pale with fear.
In unison, they took out a handkerchief from their arms, tied it around their ears and behind their heads, and stretched out their arms to pull it down towards the Weizhou magistrate who was still trying to walk in.
"Master Prefect, you'd better not go in yet."
"The prince is inside, how can I not go in and take care of him?"
The prefect of Weizhou was neither a high nor a low figure in the Jin prince faction.
Who doesn't know that it's easier to add icing on the cake than to provide help when it's time?
Of course he was not willing to miss the opportunity to show his courtesy.
The two doctors looked at each other. The one who was the oldest and had the best friendship with the prefect came close to the ear of the prefect of Weizhou and whispered a few words.
The Weizhou magistrate's face turned pale in an instant. He looked at Prince Jin in disbelief, who was sitting on the bed and still shouting "Imperial Physician", as if thousands of wild horses were galloping away in his heart.
really?
How could Prince Jin get this disease? !
