"The prince was ordered by His Majesty to copy the laws of Qin ten times."
"Well, that's enough. Let's leave this matter alone. Someone will do it for us later."
Qin Heng's eyes were filled with double images. He endured the pain in his throat and nodded.
"Eighth Prince, please be patient for a while longer. We have already sent for the imperial doctor." Seeing how uncomfortable he looked, Zhang Long couldn't help but comfort him.
"Um."
"The Emperor has arrived."
"See Your Majesty."
A clarion call sounded outside the house.
Qin Heng tried his best to open his eyes and supported the bed to get down to the ground.
"Eighth Prince, please slow down."
Zhang Long quickly stepped forward to support him.
With a creak, the door opened.
"Heng'er, how are you?"
Emperor Qin strode into the house.
"My dear son..."
Qin Heng raised his hands and was about to salute, but due to his weakness, his body fell forward involuntarily.
"careful."
When Emperor Qin saw this, he felt anxious and instinctively ran over to help him.
"Hurry and help the Eighth Prince to the bed."
Emperor Qin and his entourage put him back on the bed.
He touched Qin Heng's cheek lightly and exclaimed: "It's so hot."
"Doctor Xu, please take a look."
"promise."
Doctor Xu hurriedly stepped forward.
"Father, why are you here?"
Qin Hengqiang braced himself and asked weakly.
"You're like this, can Father not come?"
Emperor Qin looked at his pale face and chapped lips, and pretended to be dissatisfied.
"My son is fine, father, don't worry." Qin Heng shook his head gently and forced a smile.
Emperor Qin sighed in his heart, this son was too sensible, which made him feel distressed.
If other sons could be half as good as him, he wouldn't work so hard.
"Stop talking and lie down."
"Okay, Father, please sit down, standing is tiring."
"Zhang Long, bring me a stool."
"As commanded."
"Okay, father, sit down."
Emperor Qin couldn't bear to refuse, nodded, sat down, and looked at him worriedly.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is suffering from external cold, which is why he is feeling cold, weak, and has a sore throat. He only needs to take a few decoctions and take good care of himself, and he will recover soon."
Doctor Xu turned around, cupped his hands and said.
"Okay, then go and get the medicine."
When Emperor Qin heard this, he finally felt relieved.
"promise."
Doctor Xu responded and went to the side to prescribe medicine. Xiaoyao quickly followed.
"Take good care of yourself and take good care of your health in the future. Don't get sick again."
"And you guys, if you can't take care of the Eighth Prince anymore, I will replace him with someone else."
Emperor Qin turned his head and said coldly to Ah Fu and others in the room.
"As commanded."
"Father, I don't blame them. It's my son who is weak." Qin Heng stretched out his little hand, tugged on his sleeve, and said softly.
Emperor Qin turned his head, and the coldness on his face disappeared instantly: "Yes."
"By the way, father, is the eldest brother okay? I heard from Zhang Long that there is a rumor in Qindu that one of the guards of the emperor beat someone to death."
Qin Heng asked with a worried tone.
As soon as he mentioned this, Emperor Qin's heart suddenly became filled with anger.
No comparison, no harm!
However, looking at Qin Heng's worried eyes, he could only suppress his anger: "It's okay, it's been solved."
"Father, don't be angry. Brother Huang was like this that day because the four emperor brothers left the capital and felt uncomfortable."
"Well, this rebellious son, as a prince, actually lost his mind because of this little thing, I..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about him. You take good care of your health. If your father has something to do, go back to the palace first." Emperor Qin sighed in a low voice and patted his hand.
"Okay, Father."
Qin Heng nodded, then looked at Zhao Gan next to him, and said: "Master Zhao, please take good care of my father and don't make him too tired."
"Eighth Prince, don't worry, I will serve your Majesty well." Zhao Gan quickly bowed and responded.
"Let's go back to the palace." Emperor Qin covered him with a quilt, then turned and walked out.
"Farewell to Your Majesty."
Looking at his father's disappearing figure, Qin Heng suddenly felt like green tea.
"Eighth Prince, I just received news that Chun Yuxian, the prince's teacher, couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by hitting a pillar." Zhang Long walked over softly and said in his ear.
"Oh, committed suicide?"
Qin Heng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Chun Yuxian to have such a strong character.
But think about it, the hair and skin of your body are influenced by your parents.
This kind of criminal law is indeed unacceptable to a learned person like Chun Yuxian.
Literati value fame, businessmen value profit, and warriors value righteousness.
"Now, my eldest brother may not be able to sleep."
A murmur came from his mouth, and Qin Heng slowly closed his eyes. For a moment, his head was very confused.
Seeing this, Zhang Long helped him tidy up the bedding and walked out gently.
The news of Chun Yuxian's suicide soon spread throughout the Qin capital.
As the news spread, many literati felt strong dissatisfaction with the prince. Although literati were corrupt, they were not stupid.
Everyone knows that Chun Yuxian took the blame for the prince.
With the help of some people, negative news such as the prince's immorality, forcing the fourth prince away, and committing murders in the street became more and more widespread.
Although the Neishi Mansion suppressed it immediately, the effect was obviously insignificant.
The law does not punish the public, and the prince's faction is helpless. But strangely, Emperor Qin did not issue an order to prohibit the spread of this matter, as if he acquiesced.
Qin Mian's prestige was getting lower and lower. For this reason, he would break many things in the East Palace every day to vent his anger.
In the early morning, the entire Qindu was shrouded in heavy fog, and white mist shrouded the eyes.
Qin Heng sat in Wang Qinggai's car and headed towards the palace.
Within four or five days, his condition improved.
At this moment, he was going to pay his respects to his father. After all, he was getting better. He wanted to report the good news so that his father, mother and concubine would not worry.
Arriving at the palace gate, Qin Heng was about to get out of the car when a Lang Wei walked up.
"Greetings to the Eighth Prince. Your Majesty has given orders that the Eighth Prince may enter the palace by car."
Qin Heng was stunned for a moment and drove into the palace. This was a great honor.
The laws of the Qin Dynasty were strict and etiquette was the most important. Even when the prince entered the palace, he had to get out of the car and walk.
"Okay, I'm done."
After saying that, he turned to Zhang Long outside the car and said, "You can follow me into the palace. The others are waiting outside the palace."
"promise."
Zhang Long sat in front of the car and drove the car forward.
When he reached the gate of the inner palace, Qin Heng asked Zhang Long to stop and let him push him in.
He must abide by his father's orders, but considering that the tree is big and attracts wind.
The road behind the inner palace was pushed by Zhang Long.
As soon as they arrived in front of Qinfang Palace, Qin Heng saw a middle-aged minister walking out of the palace with an embarrassed look.
"Your Majesty pays homage to the Eighth Prince."
The middle-aged minister was stunned and quickly bowed.
Qin Heng replied subconsciously: "Master Wang, you are polite."
Qin Heng realized that this person was Wang Li, the imperial sister's father-in-law. (Gongfu means father-in-law.)
