Zhu Gaozhi stood outside the door and waited for a while. He didn't finish his clothes when he heard Wang Tian talking, and walked into the side hall with his feet and asked, "Doctor Wang, can you confirm the diagnosis?"

When the palace maids and eunuchs saw Zhu Gaozhi, they bowed their bodies to salute.

He saluted Zhu You again.

“…I don’t dare.”

Wang Tian stood up, bowed and said, "If you want to be diagnosed, you still need to consult with all your colleagues from the Imperial Hospital."

It is related to the emperor's dragon body, and you can't speak too much.

Zhu Youwang's heart sank.

Wang Tian is his exclusive imperial physician. He has been with him for the rest of his life and has always been known as the master of art.

He wouldn't speak nonsense in front of him again.

"I believe in you."

Zhu You waved his hand and asked again: "Is there a possibility of healing?"

Wang Tian thought for a while and said cautiously: "This disease can only be relieved by medicine... The emperor must not be tired and upset, as it will aggravate the rapid deterioration of the disease."

"Can I find out the specific cause of my disease?"

Zhu Gaozhi's right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

“It’s hard.”

Wang Tian shook his head: "It is usually caused by emotional depression, poor diet, excessive fatigue, and blood stasis... It is best to take care of it more."

Zhu Youwang pondered and said nothing. According to Wang Tian’s wishes, what should I do about the various matters of the court?

Will it be left aside and not deal with it?

Obviously not.

"Father, your body is the most important."

Prince Yu Zhu Gaodong poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Zhu Youwang.

When Wang Tian saw it, he said, "Master, you can't drink tea anymore in the future. If you are thirsty, you can drink some cooked water."

"Why is this?"

Zhu Gaodong looked up at him.

“…No matter what kind of tea leaves, it can stimulate the nerves and make people feel energetic.

The emperor had poor sleep quality, so what he needed was calm and relaxation... he completely relaxed.

The first is to start spiritually.”

Zhu Gaozhi nodded repeatedly, turned around and sent the palace maid: "Go and prepare the water quickly."

Zhu Youwang was tired of the open and secret struggles of his two sons, and felt the quarrel, and waved his hand: "You all go down, I'm tired, I want to rest."

Wang Tian bowed: "Old minister is going to decoct the medicine for you."

Zhu Youwang said "um" and lay on his back on the Arhat's bed.

A little eunuch pulled Bo and was covered with him.

"My son is leaving."

Zhu Gaodong and Zhu Gaozhi finished their tribute and retreated one after another.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Gaozhi and Zhu Gaodong whispered, "Brother, are you particularly happy to see your father like this?"

"Shut up!"

Zhu Gaodong glared at him: "Don't be disobedient or unfilial."

My father was sick, and I wanted to suffer for him..." He paused and said sarcastically: "What did my third brother think in his heart? He accidentally said it, and he still had the nerve to press it on someone else's body."

“Yo.”

Zhu Gaozhi smiled indifferently: "As the saying goes, if you don't see each other for three days, you will look at each other with admiration."

The ancients did not deceive me.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and my elder brother's mouth has been so skillful."

Zhu Gaodong shook his long sleeves, ignored him, walked towards the Changshou Palace, and told his mother about his father's situation.

He always felt that his father was sick. Although his father was old, his body was always strong and strong.

The stroke that Dr. Wang mentioned was like a accumulated disease.

If you think about it carefully, there are actually some contradictions in the front and back.

Zhu Gaozhi stood there and looked at Zhu Gaodong's back, but what he was thinking about was the words Yan Liangying was lingering in his ears.

The father must start recuperating next, but with his suspicious personality, he and Zhu Gaodong will take on the internal affairs of the country at the same time... The balance of forces in all aspects of the court is what he most willing to see.

Zhu Gaozhi looked up at the sun until his eyes were sore.

He wanted to take this opportunity to compete for the position of crown prince or even the throne for himself.

The mother's mother has no power from the queen's clan. If he doesn't fight, there will be nothing left.

A palace maid passed by, bowed her body and looked at Zhu Gaozhi secretly.

Among the four sons of the Lord, Prince Ling is the handsome man...

When Yan Liang was drafting memorials from various regions in Zhongji Palace, Zhu Gaozhi came over.

Master Ji bowed and led Zhu Gaozhi into the hall.

Yan Liang put down the brush in his hand and smiled and said, "Prince Ling is here, sit here."

He stretched out his right hand and asked Zhu Gaozhi to enter the Western Paradise Hall.

The Xipian Temple is his daily resting place, with tables, chairs, and a simple shelf bed.

Sometimes I can't get busy and I will just lie down all night.

The two sat down separately, Master Ji poured tea and left.

Zhu Gaozhi did not hide it, and explained Zhu Youwang's physical condition in a few words, and said, "Sir, what should we do next?"

He was no longer in the mood to find out Yan Liang's ideas in a roundabout way, so he simply went straight to it.

Yan Liang did not answer immediately, but said, "I want to know what the prince really thinks."

Zhu Gaozhi was stunned: "What does the Chief Supervisor mean?"

Yan Liang picked up a bowl and drank tea, "I have been upright and acted neatly all my life. I mean one is one, two is two... But the prince is different. Last time you arrested Yang Siyuan privately... I didn't even send someone to tell me.

Outsiders think that you and I are in the same clan... When it comes to this, I am just a waste of my reputation."

Old man! Zhu Gaozhi gritted his teeth secretly. What is Yan Liang trying to threaten him?

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Zhu Gaozhi picked up the teapot and filled Yan Liang with tea with his own hands, slowly explaining: "Yang Siyuan's matter is more urgent, and I was impulsive... and I was scolded by my father.

I thought, there is no need to tell the prime minister that this is a fishy person.

Don't you feel upset."

Yan Liang looked up at him: "So, is Prince Ling thinking about it?"

Zhu Gaozhi laughed dryly: "Natural."

Seeing Yan Liang drinking tea without saying a word, he realized that he was not satisfied with his words and increased his bargaining chips: "As long as the Chief Minister helps me ascend the throne, I will allow you to have the power of regent, and all the Yan family have official ranks."

For an old fox like Yan Liang, if he wants to do his own work for him, he has to use a fat and strong hen as an introduction...

Yan Liang smiled: "Prince Ling is serious about this?"

"If there is any falsehood, I will not die well."

Zhu Gaozhi asked: "Does the Prime Minister still have questions in his heart?"

In any case, the throne will be received first.

If he doesn't get Yan Liang's help, it would be a delusion to think of reaching the sky in one step! Gou Jian can still endure the humiliation under his crotch, so what is the point of making some promises?

The "Regent's Power" really attracted Yan Liang.

The so-called regent means performing the emperor's laws.

It is an official position that performs the power of the head of state, and in certain specific periods, it is a sign that transcends the imperial power.

It’s not that he is ambitious, but that he can’t give up his power after being in a high position for a long time.

Who doesn’t like the feeling of everything in your palm?

When Zhu Youwang gets old, his country will inevitably be passed down.

One day the emperor and another day the minister.

Instead of waiting for the new emperor to ascend to the throne, it is better to support a well-behaved and obedient superior.
To be continued...