Du Qian felt that he must have done many evil things in his previous life, so he enlightened the prince in this life.

"Your Highness, the warriors are going to fight and guard the walls so that we can live and work in peace and contentment."

Corn sat in a chair and was sleepy.

Du Qian jumped with blue veins on his forehead, and he held the book in his hand tightly, but did not dare to throw it over.

He turned around and was about to invite the emperor to suppress the prince's momentum of disrespect for his teachers and respect for his Taoism.

Shinichi looked outside the door and saw him coming out, and said, "Mr. Du, Your Highness didn't sleep well last night."

Du Qian glanced at her coldly, then strode away.

Any official with some status would not look down on the people in the palace, and those who are bold even dare to scold them.

Du Qian saw many flowers and trees along the way. The earth was full of energy in spring, and some branches had turned tender green.

But in his eyes, there was no sign of appreciation. According to him and many officials, trees should not be planted in the palace, so as not to provide a place for assassins to hide.

After meeting the emperor, Du Qian talked about the fall asleep corn.

"...Your Majesty, although Your Highness is young, you can make a determination to be as early as possible!"

"I understand."

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand and waited for Du Qian to leave, and said to Yu Jia: "Go and ask."

Spring is coming, and projects in various parts of the Ming Dynasty are also starting one after another, roaring like a big machine.

Xia Yuanji of the Ministry of Revenue submitted a memorial to ask for the bones before the New Year. Zhu Zhanji suppressed him and sent an imperial doctor to treat him, but the news he received was not very good.

However, Jian Yi was a little weird. After being held back by Zhu Zhanji, his health was getting better every day. However, he has been fascinated by fasting recently and is said to be no longer eating meat.

Xia Yuanji...

Zhu Zhanji was worried about Xia Yuanji. If he lost Xia Yuanji, the Ming Dynasty would lose his money bag.

"How is Xia Yuanji's condition?"

An eunuch went to ask, and later came back and reported: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Hospital said that Lord Xia's body is probably... going to endure it."

Zhu Zhanji's eyes turned a little cold and said, "Leave the palace!"

Zhu Zhanji took people out of the palace in plain clothes, and Yu Jia caught up and reported to the corn.

"Your Majesty, you said that your highness was talking about... You want Xing and Bo to be your husband, and said that Lord Du is stupid."

"So he doesn't want to learn?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little annoyed, but through observation, he also knew that Du Qian was not suitable to be a gentleman, but he was hard for others to feel at ease.

After arriving at Xia Yuanji's house, Zhu Zhanji blocked the complicated and treacherous rituals and went straight to the bedroom.

When he saw Xia Yuanji, who was so thin that he was not as thin as a human, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but ask: "I haven't seen him for only half a month, why did Lord Xia lose weight and become disfigured?"

The imperial doctor who followed him said, "Your Majesty, Lord Xia is enduring!"

Xia Yuanji was lying on the bed, his face pale. Even though he was covered with a quilt, he could still feel the outline of his thin body in the quilt.

To endure means to use the last vitality to delay until the oil is exhausted and the lamp is gone.

This feeling is very bad!

"I shouldn't have asked him to compile the record of the two dynasties!"

Zhu Zhanji stood beside the bed, perhaps blocking the light, Xia Yuanji on the bed nodded, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"His Majesty!"

Xia Yuanji struggled to remember, Zhu Zhanji reached out and pressed his shoulder and said, "Lying down quickly, your body must be well maintained and you must not move rashly."

Xia Yuanji gasped and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that a hole has been opened in my body. The vitality is constantly leaking out, getting slower and slower. I am afraid I will let Your Majesty down..."

Zhu Zhanji felt a little sad and said, "You are at ease. I will ask the Imperial Hospital for consultation later. You must be well raised. If the Ministry of Revenue has lost you, how can you make me feel at ease?"

Xia Yuanji's eyes burst into tears and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I... I have never regretted it after several generations of emperors!"

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and Yu Jia took the people in the house out.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhu Zhanji left the bedroom, his eyes were a little red, and he said, "Look carefully."

The emperor visited the disease in person, and generally speaking, it was either a loyal minister, just wanted you to die quickly.

Xia Yuanji is obviously the former one.

The emperor was in charge of the Xia family, and the Imperial Hospital immediately went out to do everything. For a moment, the Xia family was almost surrounded by people of all kinds.

In the palace, a concubine was unwell and sent someone to the queen for advice. When the Imperial Hospital reported it, she said that there was no one left.

"Where are people?"

"Empress, I've all gone to Lord Xia's house."

"Mr. Xia?"

Although Hu Shanxiang did not care about the government, he still knew what Xia Yuanji meant to the emperor and the Ming Dynasty.

"Where is the prince?"

The Imperial Hospital mobilized so many people, which was probably the emperor's intention, so Xia Yuanji was probably in a difficult position.

Hu Shanxiang deeply sympathized with Xia Yuanji and felt a little sad, but more because his son would not have the worries of a loyal minister like Xia Yuanji in the future.

The corn was brought later.

"Mother Queen."

The seven-year-old corn salutes with a stern and serious look.

Seeing that he was dressed neatly, Hu Shanxiang pulled him over with a smile and asked in a low voice what he had learned today.

Yumi said with some dissatisfaction: "Mother, Mr. Du... has a stern face."

Hu Shanxiang said with a stern face: "That's a stern, stern faces are all stern faces."

Yumi lowered her head and looked a little aggrievedly, "Mother, when will Xing and Uncle come back?"

Hu Shanxiang was stunned and then said, "I don't know."

The emperor has been very gloomy recently. Yesterday, Zhenyi escorted Yumi to Qianqing Palace and returned to say that the eunuchs and maids in Qianqing Palace were all trembling, and three of them had been beaten.

...

Zhu Zhanji was in a bad mood.

He stood outside the bedroom, watching the people from the Imperial Hospital in and out coldly, but no one dared to look at him.

There was no good news, and they were worried about angering the emperor, so everyone pretended to be stupid.

In the end, a young man was driven to report bad news.

"Your Majesty, Lord Xia is just waiting for a life."

This young imperial doctor is probably very capable, but the younger and more promising a person, after entering a new place, he will be afraid of everyone, and then alienate him, and subconsciously dig a hole for him.

The young imperial doctor looked very calm. As a capable doctor, he was used to birth, old age, sickness and death.

"What do you think?"

Zhu Zhanji asked suddenly.

The imperial doctor thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Xia has become sick after years of overwork, otherwise it would be no problem to live for another ten years. Now he has exhausted his energy, and the best way is to let it go. If he is hanging, it will be too painful for Lord Xia."

The Imperial Hospital has never lacked ways to slaughter life. Among the secret techniques that cannot be circulated, slaughter life ranks first, and the first target is naturally the emperor.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "I understand."

He didn't say whether to silence Xia Yuanji's life. The young imperial doctor was a little confused. Just as he was about to ask, Zhu Zhanji turned around and left.

His back bent slightly, and he smiled slightly at Xia Yuanji's family who was waiting by the side, then nodded, and then walked away surrounded by clusters.

The young imperial doctor felt that the emperor was unhappy in doing things, so he shook his head and turned around, preparing to go in and see Xia Yuanji.

But when he turned around, he saw those colleagues, whether they were gray-bellied or in their prime, looking at him.

What's the look?

The young imperial doctor didn't know, but only remembered the appearance of those doctors when he was summoned to the palace.

Envy, jealousy...hate!

The young imperial doctor felt a little relieved, and the frustrations over the past two years have dissipated a lot.

But after entering the bedroom, when he saw the awake, bright Xia Yuanji, his heart fell.

The eyes were very bright, and although their face was thin, it seemed to have a little bloody color.

This is to nourish the spirit and squeeze the bone marrow!
Chapter completed!