In October, the twenty-first year of Jiajing.
It's already half of the ugly time, and the city of Beijing is quiet with almost no sound.
In such an environment, the roaring sound of the city gate opening was particularly clear.
Neat footsteps shattered the quiet night, the friction of armor plates brought a chilling atmosphere, the heavy armor reflected the cold night light, the three major battalions and the imperial army poured into the capital of the Ming Dynasty from different directions.
Heavily armed soldiers controlled one important road after another, and the emperor's troops rushed towards the imperial city.
All of this declares the fact that something happened!
Yan Song suddenly opened his eyes in bed. He was awakened by the call of the servant outside the door.
Put on your clothes, get out of bed, and walk out the door.
Yan Shifan stood at the highest point of the mansion in his nightgown. His left eye was born with a deformity, but fortunately, with the help of his family doctor, he was not completely blind. At this time, he was trying hard to open his eyes wide and look into the distance.
"I'm afraid something might happen in the palace." Seeing his father coming over, he said in a deep voice:
"Three major battalions came to Beijing to control the whole city, and the streets were full of soldiers... It's been a long time since we've seen such a battle."
"What's going on..." Yan Song murmured, and he could see clearly that there was a large army marching outside the house.
"I'm afraid... there are changes in the palace." Yan Shifan's face was solemn:
"I just don't know if the emperor is ill..."
…
Of course Zhu Houcong was ill. He almost died at the hands of his servants.
Even if he was rescued in time, he still fell into a coma.
When the queen ordered people to find the important ministers and the prince, and they were already prepared for the worst, a strong dose of medicine finally brought Zhu Houcong back from the gate of hell.
Yan Song looked at Emperor Jiajing, who was still very weak but could finally open his eyes and speak, and decided to take back the idea that "imperial doctors are trash".
Change it to "There are still two useful ones", huh.
However, Jiajing was still very weak. After saying a few words, he closed his eyes again.
The ministers also left the palace, feeling relieved anyway. At least the emperor was not dead, so the court would not be in chaos.
As for the cause of the matter?
At this time, the nine ministers, ministers, and dukes walking on the road were all silent, with expressions of shame on their faces.
After a while, someone finally spoke:
"Using red lead to make elixirs, it's really, really..." He looked hard to say:
"These Taoist priests are too ridiculous!"
It is indeed absurd. The so-called red lead refers to virgin menstrual blood. In order to obtain the purest red lead, Emperor Jiajing forbade the maids to eat "dirty things" and drank the morning dew on the petals of plants and trees every day.
In addition, Jiajing had a self-centered temperament and would beat and scold the palace maids whenever he didn't get his way, which led to long-standing grudges. The auspicious white deer that the governor of Hunan paid tribute to died in the palace. The palace maids who raised him knew that he would definitely die, and they were heartbroken. Heng, he committed regicide, and then panicked and made a mistake, which led to the current situation.
All in all, it was Emperor Jiajing's practice of Taoism that was to blame.
The ministers who learned about this were also speechless. Those palace maids were just mortals, but they still expected to rely on them to live forever. The emperor was really...
"Your Majesty has been deceived to this point!" someone said angrily.
"I will advise your majesty not to be so addicted again!"
But as soon as he said this, all the officials were silent.
In recent years, it is not that no one has advised Jiajing.
However, the end was very miserable. Even officials of the rank of Six Ministries and Nine Ministers were imprisoned for this. After ten years of hard work, no one present was willing to abandon him like this.
Even the person who spoke at the beginning quickly lost his voice.
…
Now that the assassin has been caught and the emperor has woken up, the Beijing army's control over the city has come to an end.
However, the palace is not an airtight wall after all. Soon, the news spread throughout the capital, and the big move that day simply became evidence of this! All of a sudden, the government and the public were full of rumors.
But there was no way. The emperor was assassinated and fell into coma. How could he know if there were any accomplices in the palace? How could he know if someone wanted to overthrow the Ming Dynasty? Even if it were anyone else, he would do the same thing.
The price of being safe is that people are panicked.
However, Jiajing had just recovered and was still bedridden and unable to do anything. The emperor did not appear for a long time, and rumors became even more rampant.
There are even rumors that His Majesty has been plotted to kill, and someone is hiding the news of his death and intends to usurp the country!
The rumors became more and more outrageous, and even in the end, some people with evil intentions among the people began to act strangely. Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Yan Song immediately entered the palace.
"Your Majesty, the news of your assassination has spread out for some reason, and now it has caused a commotion all over the city, and people are panicking. You should at least go out to show that your Majesty is fine, and to calm the hearts of the world and calm down the disobedience of some rebellious officials and traitors. conspiracy."
"That's right." Emperor Jiajing was lying on the hospital bed, feeling much better. Listening to Yan Song's words, he nodded:
"Tomorrow I will hold a court meeting at the Meridian Gate to meet with the ministers."
Seeing that the emperor listened to his advice, Yan Song felt relieved and was about to leave, but saw Tao Zhongwen coming from the other side with a tray in his hand.
"Your Majesty, the Qi-Building Pill has been prepared. Take this pill and keep your Majesty's dragon body fully recovered and alive."
He said with a smile on his face, and Emperor Jiajing sat up immediately after hearing this. He casually pointed to one of the two identical pills. Tao Zhongwen picked it up and drank it without looking at it. Jiajing then picked up the other pill from the tray and ate it.
When Yan Song saw this situation, he was immediately furious.
In this time and space, he no longer had the experience of being relegated, and he was no longer so greedy and evil. Although many years of ups and downs in officialdom had made him slick and sensible, he still had justice in his heart. He looked down upon these pretenders. of.
It's just that he is good at figuring out the emperor's intentions, knowing that the emperor is addicted to this way, and does not want to make him unhappy, so although he supports the ministers' advice to the emperor, he never comes forward personally.
But what time is it now? If you still feed the emperor this food, you are really afraid that the emperor will die quickly enough, right?
He finally couldn't help but speak out, but Emperor Jiajing groaned in relief after taking the pill.
"The real person has become more and more sophisticated in his alchemy skills. As soon as he takes this Qi-tonifying pill, he feels comfortable all over his body, his abdomen is warm, and his limbs have strength. It is indeed a Taoist method, and it is so mysterious!"
He narrowed his eyes and praised. Soon, his complexion became visibly rosy, and his energy was obviously much better.
Hearing this, Tao Zhongwen glanced at Yan Song proudly and touched his beard:
"Your Majesty, I have been cultivating Taoism at Wanyu Mountain for decades. Alchemy is no longer a problem. It's just a little Taoist!"
"Your Majesty, as long as you follow me and devote yourself to cultivating Taoism, you will one day be able to refine the elixir and become immortal!"
Jiajing praised him repeatedly and gave him a large reward.
Yan Song, on the other hand, was in shock.
What the hell, is this thing really effective?
His eyes widened, knowing that he had always thought that Tao Zhongwen was a liar trying to fool the emperor.
But Jiajing's performance didn't seem to be fake, and his rosy face was genuine.
Could it be that he really has the ability?
(End of chapter)
