Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 133: Disaster in the palace, can happiness solve it?
The imperial physician Zhong Lan was called over anyway, with Qin Chang leading the way.

On the way, Zhong Lan heard Qin Chang mention that Li Zisheng had predicted that Concubine Wan's condition was not good, so when he arrived, he knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed to Zhu Jianshen continuously.

Zhu Jianshen asked, "What do you mean by this? Are you here to confess your guilt to me?"

"Return to Your Majesty."

Zhong Lan trembled with fear, with a hint of tears in her voice, "Although Concubine Wan's illness has improved, the future is still unclear... Yesterday, I did not explain it in detail enough, which caused Your Majesty to misunderstand. Today, I have come here to apologize."

"As expected, as expected! How can I trust you quacks? Am I the kind of person who is afraid of seeing a doctor and…won’t…talk…reasonably with you?"

Zhu Jianshen was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He even stuttered when he spoke. This was an old problem of his, left over from his childhood. He would stutter when he was anxious.

Qin Chang was afraid that this matter would involve him, so he quickly said, "Your Majesty, please calm down... The Imperial Concubine's illness is getting better after all, so there is really no need to worry too much."

Zhu Jianshen said angrily, "Even the heavens have given me a warning, and I now know that it is just a false alarm! Do you have to wait until my servants are gone before you tell me the truth? Just to make me feel at ease, have you even disregarded your principles as a doctor?"

"The minister is guilty, the minister is guilty."

Zhong Lan could do nothing but kowtow at this time.

Zhu Jianshen suddenly thought of something, looked at Li Zisheng eagerly, and said, "My dear, please quickly calculate whether it is possible to resolve this crisis by holding a wedding for the East Palace?"

Originally, the emperor had almost forgotten about his son's marriage.

But when he suddenly learned that the improvement in his woman's condition was only a flash in the pan, or even very likely a last gasp, he instantly thought of the marriage of his tool man's son, as if the wedding in the East Palace was purely for the purpose of bringing good luck and saving Concubine Wan from danger.

Li Zisheng looked cautious and shook his head, saying, "I cannot figure it out for now, but I estimate that it may not be a big deal. It all depends on the evil fog on the ninth day."

At this time, Li Zisheng also figured it out.

If Zhang Luan had no magical powers and was simply talking nonsense, then the heavy fog on the ninth day of the first lunar month would definitely not have happened, and the prophecy about Concubine Wan's illness would have been pure nonsense.

But if there really was a heavy fog on the ninth day of the first lunar month, and Zhang Luan had such great magical powers, then what he said about Concubine Wan's illness would be almost beyond doubt...

Concubine Wan is doomed to die!
It's either the positive or the negative.

He, Li Zisheng, seems to be invincible.

After all, now even the people in the Imperial Hospital had to admit that the statement about Concubine Wan's condition having greatly improved was simply meant to comfort the emperor, and in fact, his words had unfortunately come true. Even if there had not been a heavy fog on the ninth day, others could not say that he was talking nonsense.

Zhu Jianshen sat back on the dragon throne, his eyes dull, and he muttered to himself: "How could this be? How could this be... Did Wan Shi deserve this disaster and have such difficulty in overcoming it?"

Wei Tai came out from the shadows at this time, approached and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please don't be too anxious. Didn't Master Li say that as long as the evil fog on the ninth day does not occur, the imperial concubine's illness will be fine."

Zhu Jianshen said with a heavy face: "That being said... on the ninth day, how can I easily leave the palace? I want to stay in Anxi Palace and accompany Wan Shi."

Qin Chang tried to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. If the grand sacrifice that has been scheduled is cancelled midway, will it…"

We were already waiting for the heaven to judge Concubine Wan, and you continued to tease God by saying you would offer sacrifices and then breaking your promise. Isn't that forcing the heaven to bring down divine punishment?
"Yes, yes, I cannot anger God."

Zhu Jianshen suddenly realized what was going on and said in a hurry, "Go and pass on another decree. Have all those who are participating in the grand sacrifice fast for the next few days until the ninth day of the first lunar month. Try not to kill any living creatures! Let the heavens feel my sincerity."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Although Qin Chang felt that doing so was too much trouble, he did not object in order to take care of the emperor's obsession.

"How is the selection of concubines for the Eastern Palace going?"

Zhu Jianshen seemed to want to grasp the last straw and began to care about his son's marriage.

Tan Chang said: "The three young nobles who were selected stayed in Qingning Palace last night. It is scheduled that the prince will go to Qingning Palace in person this afternoon. After paying his respects to the Queen Mother, the final selection will be made."

"be quick."

Zhu Jianshen said, "I hope that the disaster in the palace will be resolved by happiness."

……

……

Near noon, Deng Chang'en, with a sallow face and bloodshot eyes, dragged his exhausted body into the palace and asked to go to the Qianqing Palace to meet the emperor.

"Master Deng, you look so haggard. I think you work hard for the country day and night. You are really admirable!"

The eunuch who was responsible for leading him to the Qianqing Palace was still there flattering him.

Deng Changen showed a smug look on his face: "As a subject, this is what I should do."

Just accept the compliments from others so carelessly.

It's not that Deng Chang'en didn't have self-awareness, but he was indeed "busy" last night. He called Zhao Yuzhi and other Taoist priests to discuss together for half the night. It can be said that they were like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers. Finally, they sorted out a calculation about the country's destiny. They had planned to send it to the palace early, but they got up late without realizing it.

This compiled book on national fortune predictions can be summed up in eight words...good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

As for Concubine Wan's condition, it is definitely out of danger and she will be in good health in the future!
There's no way. Who made the news come out from the palace last night that the Imperial Hospital concluded after a consultation that Concubine Wan's illness has passed the critical period and all she has to do is rest?

Changing one's stance according to the situation, isn't this exactly the skill that these people in this dynasty who claim to be Taoists but are actually charlatans are good at?

But before he reached the Qianqing Palace, he was blocked by Wei Tai who had rushed over after hearing the news.

"Hello, Eunuch Wei." Deng Chang'en was still very polite when he saw Wei Tai. After all, when he was arguing with Li Zisheng yesterday, Wei Tai seemed to be on his side.

As for the technique of praising and criticizing, Deng Changen didn't understand it at all.

Wei Tai asked in surprise, "Why is Lord Deng here?"

Deng Changen smiled and said, "I just figured out some things about the secrets of heaven, and I came to report to Your Majesty."

"Don't go."

Wei Tai kindly reminded, "Your Majesty is not listening at this time."

Deng Chang'en was puzzled for a moment.

You helped me yesterday, what does it mean you are blocking me today?
"Eunuch Wei, this is not the result of my calculation alone. It is the result of the efforts of many people. Although the prophecy I have obtained cannot be called the truth, it is basically close to the truth... Is Your Majesty ill and unable to meet you? If so, I can wait here."

Deng Changen asked without giving up.

Knowing that Li Zisheng has no supernatural powers now, why not quickly add fuel to the fire in the field he is good at? In addition to burning his own fortune, it would be best to burn Li Zisheng to ashes.

Wei Tai shook his head helplessly: "I told you not to go. This is just a piece of advice. Why do you have to cause trouble for yourself?"

"Why?"

Deng Chang'en was full of doubts and confusion on his face.

"Let me put it this way. Mr. Li just entered the palace today and made some prophecies to His Majesty... His Majesty is upset right now. Anyone who rashly goes in to disturb him will probably end up in trouble."

Wei Tai replied truthfully.

Deng Chang'en got angry when he heard this and cursed in his heart.

Yesterday, Mr. Li said that he had no ability to predict the country's destiny, but today he came to flatter me. I'm afraid what he said is exactly the same as what I said!

Deng Chang'en said disdainfully, "That Minister Li is really a fence-sitter. He goes wherever the wind blows. Knowing that Lady Wan's illness has greatly improved, he came to the palace today to offer prophecies. Isn't this just fooling Your Majesty?"

Wei Tai was stunned at first, then he looked at Deng Chang'en with a narrowed eye, even with a hint of pity and sadness.

This strange look penetrated into people's hearts and gave Deng Chang'en goose bumps all over his body.

"Eunuch Wei, what happened?"

Deng Changen was no longer confident at this time.

Wei Tai asked, "You have gathered your strength and calculated for a long time. You are not thinking that Madam Wan's illness is not serious and will be cured in a few days, right?"

Deng Changen was puzzled: "Could it be..."

"Let me ask you whether you are or not?" Wei Tai asked.

"This……"

Although Deng Changen had already realized that there was something wrong with this question, he still nodded heavily, "Yes."

"That's good. You will follow me to the Palace of Heavenly Purity and report your prophecy to His Majesty truthfully."

Wei Tai changed his previous attitude and prepared to take Deng Changen to meet Zhu Jianshen in person.

Seeing this situation, Deng Chang'en was not as resolute as before, and asked hurriedly: "Eunuch Wei, what is going on? It's better to explain it in advance."

Wei Tai introduced casually: "Early this morning, Mr. Li came to the palace and reported to His Majesty that the Imperial Concubine's condition may have a major change in the near future, or even...something ominous may have happened.

"Then His Majesty summoned the Imperial Hospital staff and learned from them that the Imperial Concubine's improvement was only temporary and the outlook was not optimistic. The condition still contained great dangers."

"what?"

When Deng Chang'en heard this, he immediately stopped and did not follow Wei Tai.

Wei Tai turned around in surprise, frowned and looked at Deng Chang'en, and asked, "Why don't you leave? His Majesty is worried right now. Wouldn't it be good for you to come to His Majesty on behalf of several immortals to report that the imperial concubine's illness can be cured and reassure His Majesty?"

"this and that……"

Deng Chang'en was not so stupid at this time.

He discussed with several people and petitioned the Emperor, saying that Concubine Wan's illness was not serious and it was all due to the diagnosis given by the Imperial Medical Bureau. Now even the Imperial Medical Bureau itself has changed its opinion. How big a risk would he take if he submitted this document again?
Wei Tai frowned: "Could it be that your speculation is not true?"

"Yes... and no, this document has many omissions, so we should take it back and think it over in detail... Eunuch Wei, you also said that His Majesty is worried and upset right now, so we really shouldn't rashly go and disturb His Majesty at this time."

Deng Chang'en said this as he was ready to turn around and run away.

Wei Tai was a little angry and asked, "Even Mr. Li hasn't made a final conclusion that the imperial concubine will not survive this disaster. What's wrong with you saying a few good words?"

"I still need to consider this, I still need to consider this... I'll take my leave now!"

Deng Chang'en was extremely grateful that he had asked a few questions in advance. Otherwise, if he had rashly lost the Qianqing Palace, wouldn't he have dug a hole for himself?
If you don't leave now, when will you wait?

slip away!

(End of this chapter)