After learning that his father was bedridden, Zhu Jianshen was indeed anxious.
If he takes his father on a trip and dies in Nanjing without any explanation, his reputation in the future will be worse than Li Er's.
At most, he would kill his eldest brother and third brother, but he was still very kind to his father. At least he didn't stop his father from having a son, and he could always satisfy his father's petty willfulness.
Even if his father's death had nothing to do with him and was entirely caused by his own indulgence, his age was too embarrassing. Thirty-nine years old, in the prime of his life, he died suddenly... Such things could have happened five times. Sixty episodes of historical drama and millions of words of historical suspense directly packaged Zhu Jianshen into an old man who killed an old father who posed no threat to him for the sake of power.
Of course, caring about reputation is one thing, and on the other hand, Zhu Jianshen is really worried about his father's physical condition...
After all, that is his father.
Who gave me life, gave me a home, and raised me...
Although my family was almost destroyed by my father and he never raised me, my bones and blood are connected...
After Zhu Jianshen learned about it, he was about to notify the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to mobilize troops to clear the road, when more accurate news came from Wang Cun.
The Supreme Emperor was not suffering from an acute illness that required him to stretch his legs and stare, but was faced with an unspeakable secret that he couldn't accept for a while...
After learning the accurate news, Zhu Jian breathed a sigh of relief. Since it has become a chronic male disease, there is no need to be so anxious to visit. At that moment, the time was changed to evening.
In this way, there is no need to spend a lot of time disturbing the people and mobilizing the army.
The Imperial City is not far from the Confucius Temple.
Zhu Jianshen sat in the carriage, and within half an hour, he arrived at Zhu Qizhen's residence, Dongchang's "safe house" in Nanjing City.
Zhu Jianshen got off the carriage and entered this small courtyard surrounded by guards.
Although the courtyard is small, because of the emperor's arrival, his security measures have also been improved by several levels. Not only the people from Dongchang, but also the commander of the Jinyiwei, Zhu Ji, and the commander Tong Zhimenda also led the Jinyiwei to arrive early. , arranged.
Moreover, the two senior officials were also wearing smart attire and personally guarding the entrance of the small courtyard.
After Zhu Jianshen arrived, he entered Zhu Qizhen's room under the guidance of Wang Cun.
This is the second time Zhu Jianshen came to visit Zhu Qizhen who was ill.
The first time Zhu Jianshen stepped into the room, he thought of Zhang Bao...
In Nangong, when Zhu Jianshen came to visit his father who was pretending to be ill for the first time, Zhang Bao, who had watched him grow up and arranged the Dongchang spy intelligence system for him, was too excited because he found out that Zhu Qizhen would not die. Died suddenly in Nangong due to cerebral hemorrhage...
Although a lot of time has passed, Zhu Jianshen will sigh deeply every time he thinks about it. biquge.biz
And again, this time when Zhu Jianshen just entered his father's ward, he sighed immediately.
Wang Cun, Zhao Huanong, Gao Yi and others who followed him had different thoughts in their hearts.
Among the three people, the one who most wanted to see the Supreme Emperor burp was Zhao Huanong, because this brother had offended the Supreme Emperor. Now he was watching the father-son relationship between His Majesty the Emperor and the Supreme Emperor gradually heating up, and he expressed panic.
Because the Supreme Emperor Zhu Qizhen is suffering from male diseases, and the most nervous one is Wang Coffin. He is the one who is watching. If the Supreme Emperor cannot recover, the two empresses and queens will lose their happiness. Zhao Huanong does not need to do anything to him, he is already in Beijing. The city can no longer survive.
After Zhu Jianshen entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. He walked forward and saw his old father lying on the bed.
At this time, Zhu Qizhen was not asleep, he was in a very depressed mood, and his face was very haggard and pale.
He is a man with bloodshot eyes.
The doctors all said that their physical damage was too serious and that they needed to rest for several years. Of course, even if they rest for several years, they may not be able to regain their male prowess several times a night.
In fact, what Zhu Qizhen needs at this time is not a doctor, but what Xu Youzhen learned, the Taoist method of double rest, the forbidden method...
"Father, are you feeling better?" Zhu Jianshen came to Zhu Qizhen's bedside and said softly.
After hearing Zhu Jianshen's voice, Zhu Qizhen noticed the arrival of his son. He immediately turned his head to look at Zhu Jianshen, a trace of panic flashed on his face. He hurriedly struggled to sit up. The two maids who had been standing beside the bed He quickly got on his hands and helped him up...
"Why is the emperor here? These slaves are making such a fuss. I have nothing to do. I am fine..." Zhu Qizhen said hurriedly after sitting up. ,
It is indeed difficult for a man to talk about scandals that may not be brought up. Even with his own son, he is unwilling to share his experience and draw lessons from it.
"Hey, my father still needs to exercise restraint. There is a long way to go, so we can't do it all at once. It's too urgent..." However, Zhu Jianshen did not intend to save face for Zhu Qizhen.
Now Zhu Qizhen has gained a certain degree of freedom, economic freedom and life freedom, but this is not true freedom. Only a self-disciplined life can achieve true freedom...
But this time after Zhu Jianshen learned about his father's male disease, he still came to visit him, just to beat him up, but he didn't dare to let him really become the Ming emperor who died on a woman. This would lower the level of the entire Ming emperors.
After Zhu Qizhen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Coffin behind Zhu Jianshen, and then focused on his son.
However, he only glanced at it and quickly looked away.
He was embarrassed to look at Zhu Jianshen.
"Don't worry, my son, I know, I will pay attention..." After saying this, Zhu Qizhen lay down again as if a deflated balloon.
"If my father can really pay attention and maintain restraint, the child will feel relieved. During this period, my father should not leave here and have a good rest, Wang Cun..."
Wang Cun, who was standing behind, hurriedly responded: "My slave is here..."
"You send people to various places to invite some doctors who are proficient in this, and ask them to treat the Supreme Emperor well. The root cause of the disease must not be traced, and the physical condition of the Supreme Emperor cannot be affected because of this matter. During this period, do not arrange for the Supreme Emperor I went out to play, so stay here and stay well..."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your order..." Wang Cun replied quickly.
After Zhu Qizhen heard this, he closed his eyes. The freedom he finally got was now taken away by himself.
That's all, anyway, the feeling of powerlessness down there made me have no thoughts, so I went out and wandered around...
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