Chapter 988: Sunset (1)

"Come on!" Kangxi's eyes stuck to the bird cage, and he did not look at Zhao Chang kneeling on the ground.

Even Wei Zhu, who had nothing to do with this matter, was moved by the depression in the tent, and was trembling and cautious at this moment.

After hearing Kangxi's words, he looked at Zhao Chang intuitively.

Zhao Chang didn't move, and the emperor didn't shout, who dared to rise up? Seeing that he was like this, Wei Zhu didn't dare to delay, so he tiptoed forward, held the bird cage, and held it in front of the imperial palace with both hands.

"The jade clawed Haidongqing, what an eagle, what an eagle!" Kangxi murmured at the pair of Haidongqing, but his spirit became a little dazed.

It seems that one year, a pair of dead eagles were presented to me.

When did that year come?

Kangxi only felt that some of the pictures were so clear, while others were shrouded in clouds and he couldn't see them clearly.

At that time, I had completely given up on the second prince and deposed the prince; at that time, the woman who was born a humble background but gave birth to a prince for herself had passed away for a long time...

I remembered that it was the 53rd year of Kangxi, and that filial piety to Hai Dongqing was the eighth prince.

Thinking of the Eighth Prince, the Eighth Prince's appearance gradually became clear in Kangxi's mind.

Even the "Chuan" pattern formed by depression between his eyebrows is so clear.

His eyes were full of sorrow and anger. He looked straight at Kangxi, no longer as timid as usual, and walked over step by step, as if he had been burning his boat.

His voice was very small, but Kangxi could hear it clearly: "Driving your son to fight, does the Emperor Ama want to raise a dragon Gu?"

"No..." Kangxi waved his arm, not wanting the Eighth Prince to approach, but his eyes turned dark and he was straight down.

Wei Zhu was kneeling in front of the emperor, holding a bird cage for Kangxi to check, while carefully paying attention to Kangxi's joys and angers.

Therefore, at the moment when Kangxi reached the end, Wei Zhu immediately realized something was wrong.

Without thinking, he immediately threw away the bird cage and stretched out his hands to support Kangxi. He was finally one step late. Not only did he not support Kangxi, but he was also knocked to the ground by Kangxi.

In a hurry, Wei Zhu touched the ground with both hands. There was a carpet on the ground, but he felt heartbroken.

It seems that under great strength, my wrist was wrong.

Wei Zhu was so painful that tears came out, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Because he made a meat mat and didn't fall to the emperor; if he really fell to the emperor, no one could afford it.

On this side, before he could finish his breath, he felt a sensation of dampness and heat on his neck.

Before he could wake up, he heard Zhao Chang's cry in fear: "Emperor...Emperor..."

Wei Zhu looked straight at the carpet in front of her, and what was bright red from her neck dripping to the ground?

Kangxi was still moving on his back, and he couldn't even hear his breathing.

Wei Zhu felt her hair stand up and her eyes were already straight.

"Big...Master General..." Zhao Changping calmed down again, and was left there. Seeing this change, he looked directly at Wei Zhu and waited for him to make a decision.

Wei Zhu blinked twice, looked at the bird cage not far away, and slowly came to his senses.

"Why don't you help me get up with me?" He said in a hoarse voice.

Kangxi was old and sick these two years ago and was extremely thin, but because they were afraid, their hands and feet were sore and weak, they took some effort and sweated all over, so they helped Kangxi back to the couch.

Kangxi's eyes were closed, his face was as white as paper, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, looking exactly like a corpse.

Zhao Chang and Wei Zhu looked at each other, their faces full of fear and unsure of their minds.

Although Kangxi often fell ill in the past two years, it was the first time he fainted like today. In addition, he vomited so much blood, which did not seem auspicious.

"Master General, will you be a imperial physician..." Zhao Chang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a hard tongue.

It was time to have breakfast, and the imperial kitchen would send breakfast, and the officials who asked him to see would also hand over the sign.

Now there are only two of them in the imperial tent. If there is any inappropriateness, they will probably be buried with the master who is unknown to life and death in front of them.

Wei Zhu was still bold, so he reached out and looked under Kangxi's breath.

The emperor's master is crucial to whether he is life or death.

If he dies, he and Zhao Chang will probably not escape from the eagle cage on the ground and the blood on Wei Zhu's neck; if he is alive, then there will be another saying.

Can you pass on the imperial physician by pretending to be a death sentence, and then what?

At this moment, Wei Zhu's mind had been turning several times, and he finally suppressed the words "Please invite the Fourth Prince" at the edge of his mouth.

"I'll ask the Sixteenth Prince to pass on the imperial physician first." Wei Zhu said gradually calmed down and said.

He has only served one generation of emperors, and he doesn't know which one should be decided in this situation.

If the emperor is like this in the forbidden palace, there will be mostly empress dowager or empress. The position of the emperor is empty, there will be no empress dowager and no crown prince under the lower palace. If this matter is not handled well, it will be a huge disaster.

Wei Zhu had no peace and stability in her heart, and was loyal to the emperor and patriotism, just to save her life.

Although the emperor fainted before his eyes, no one could guarantee that he would be unable to wake up. If they took a wrong step at this time, even if they were not executed by the emperor, they would become poor people who died in the vortex of power.

The sixteenth prince was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Imperial Hospital. He was the first to tell him, which was justified.

Moreover, he is a prince in the palace and has no power outside the palace or in the court, so there is no need to worry that he takes the opportunity to force the palace.

Zhao Chang has been in the palace for more than ten years and is not a stupid person. After hearing Wei Zhu's words, he immediately reacted and hurriedly went out to invite the Sixteenth Prince.

The sixteenth prince finished washing up and was sitting at the dining table for breakfast.

I used crystal buns for breakfast today, which was what the sixteenth prince liked to eat, so he ate a plate of buns with rouge rice porridge.

Zhao Feng was serving the other side. Seeing the incense that the sixteenth prince entered, he stepped forward and said, "Since I like to eat, why don't I send someone to the kitchen and take a look? Then bring me a plate?"

The sixteenth prince waved his hand and said, "It's almost time to eat it. Let's ask them to put two dishes on it tomorrow." After that, he ate half a bowl of porridge in his hand and left the chopsticks.

"Isn't this what you usually like to eat? I'll give you a reward." The Sixteenth Prince pointed to the plate of minced meat cakes on the dining table and said.

Zhao Feng hurriedly bowed to thank the Sixteenth Prince for his reward, stepped forward and picked up the plate of sesame cakes and delivered them directly into his mouth.

This is a rule. The master gives food, and most of them should be eaten as pasta.

Although the sesame cake was covered with minced meat, it was dry cake. After Zhao Feng ate half of it, he choked and his face turned red and his neck was thick.

Seeing this, the sixteenth prince kicked him with a smile and said, "Okay, don't behave well in front of me, get out of here!"

Zhao Feng swallowed hard before swallowing the sesame cake that was blocked in his throat, and greeted the eunuch with a smile to remove the table.

At this time, Zhao Chang had already arrived outside the tent. He didn't care about the news that he had been sent to the public and directly sang: "Is the Sixteenth Master? I asked for a meeting with me."

The sixteenth prince frowned when he heard someone shouting loudly outside the tent. He didn't expect that before he felt unhappy, he heard the word "Zhao Chang".

Although Zhao Chang was only the eunuch of the eighth rank leader, he was a member of the imperial court in the past two years, and the sixteenth prince was familiar with each other. Although he could not compete with Wei Zhu, as Liang Jiugong's adopted grandson, he was just in line with the thoughts of Kangxi Gu Nian's old minister, and even Wei Zhu had to give in to him.

"Let's go in!" The Sixteenth Prince said in confusion.

Zhao Chang was no longer panic now. He approached the Sixteenth Prince first, and whispered behind him: "Sixteenth Master, I need to report urgent matters."

When the sixteenth prince heard this, his smile froze on his face, waved his hand, and sent Zhao Chang and the two little eunuchs standing at the door down.

Zhao Chang showed a little fear at this time, leaned forward, and said with his ears: "Sixteenth Master, the emperor fainted, General Wei ordered his servants to ask Sixteenth Master to pass on the imperial physician."

But one sentence shocked the Sixteenth Prince to stand up immediately.

He stared at Zhao Chang, his mind moving rapidly, as if to make clear what this sentence meant. If the emperor really had something to do, would it be a blessing or a disaster if he approached him?

Although Wei Zhu was always close to him, he had nothing to do with him. What is his purpose in asking someone to come to him?

After hearing the "plop", Zhao Chang had already knelt down on both knees and said with a tremolo: "Sixteenth Master... cannot be delayed..."

When the sixteenth prince heard this, his body trembled and his mind was full of concern immediately dissipated.

Although that person is the emperor, he is also his emperor. If he makes mistakes because of his concerns about gains and losses, then even if he survives, he will not be able to live in this life.

"Listen to the Chief Executive, you go and pass on the imperial physician, I go and see the emperor!" Thinking of the emperor, the sixteenth prince was anxious and wanted to come to the imperial court immediately.

He hurriedly ordered Zhao Chang and quickly stepped out of the tent.

After leaving the tent for more than ten steps, he saw the seventeenth prince, Hongli, and Hang Seng coming towards him.

Seeing the Sixteenth Prince coming, the three of them stopped and avoided the situation while greeting the Sixteenth Prince.

The sixteenth prince's eyes were straight, looking at the imperial tent that was looming in the distance, and he didn't even care about looking at anything else.

He only said "um" and saw it, and then he kept walking past the three of them.

The Seventeenth Prince has always been friendly with him, and rarely sees his distraught appearance, and he can't help feeling a little panic.

However, Hongli looked at the direction of the Sixteenth Prince's tent for a while, then turned around and said, "Uncle Seventeenth Prince, Zhao Chang came out of the Sixteenth Prince's tent and headed northwest. It was probably the Sixteenth Prince's tent of Emperor Ma Dharma."

The Seventeenth Prince looked away, looked at the figure of the Sixteenth Prince, and was indeed heading towards the imperial tent, and said to Hongli: "You have been playing in the school for a long time. Go back and have breakfast. Don't forget to ask someone to prepare a bowl of ginger soup and sweat."

The Seventeenth Prince's account was close to him, and Hongli bowed and agreed, and took Hang Seng and left with the Seventeenth Prince...

The seventeenth prince watched the two young people leave, and squinted his eyes behind and looked at the imperial tent in the east.

The golden wheel is born, the morning glow is like blood, and the sky is full of red light, and it is inexplicably filled with a bit of solemnity and murderous aura...

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At this moment, Cao Yong had finished his walk and returned to the tent.

The memorandum he handed over yesterday was rejected except for one. However, now Sun Zhaqi and him are in Nanyuan, so they cannot discuss it. They have to wait until they return to Beijing before talking.

He was in Nanyuan, and there were only some newspapers and official documents on the desks, and he did not need to stare at the annual accounts of each department like in the past. For a moment, he felt that he had been relieved.
Chapter completed!