Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

Wu Youxing was taken back to the Prince of Jin's Mansion by Wei Zhongxian so that he could treat His Majesty at any time.

At this moment, he suddenly heard that His Majesty had a sudden emergency. He was shocked and surprised, and ran to Changchun Palace with a large medicine box on his back.

Along the way, I couldn't help but mutter to myself.

"That shouldn't be the case! According to the time calculation, Your Majesty should have basically recovered by now. How could he suddenly have an emergency?"

He ran as fast as he could and arrived at the bedroom door, panting.

Wei Zhongxian didn't expect that the old man would come so quickly, and he couldn't help but look at Zhen Beiwang with a reproachful look.

The meaning was quite clear: You blind man, how could you actually call someone here...

When Zhen Beiwang met his gaze, it was as if he saw a flying knife coming at him. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look.

He just felt confused and felt wronged.

What's going on?

It was you who asked for Doctor Wu to come, and now you blame me?

But Wu Youxing asked with a heavy breath: "What is the current condition of Your Majesty?"

Wei Zhongxian deliberately stood in front of him.

"The situation is not good. The Queen is giving your Majesty artificial respiration."

"Man...artificial respiration?"

Wu Youxing's expression suddenly became strange when he heard this.

"Is it that serious?"

In the sleeping hall.

Zhu Youxiao had been lying in bed for nearly twenty days, and it felt like he hadn't eaten grapes properly for a long time.

At this moment, he was closing his eyes, enjoying the softness and warmth on his lips.

But Liu Yue was extremely anxious and tried hard to give him artificial respiration.

It just feels a little strange, why does His Majesty's lips react, but he is still unconscious?

The more confused she was, the more anxious she became, and she didn't even notice that some people had already stood up.

At this moment, Wu Youxing's voice was suddenly heard outside the door, and he shouted hurriedly as if he had met a savior.

"Teacher, come and see His Majesty! No matter how hard the students tried to save him, His Majesty didn't wake up."

Hearing Liu Yue's urgent call, Wu Youxing had no choice but to shrug helplessly at Wei Zhongxian.

"Eunuch Wei, look at this..."

At this point, Wei Zhongxian couldn't make things too obvious, so he could only release Wu Youxing.

Finally, he couldn't help but kick Zhen Beiwang.

Looking north: ...

The bedroom door creaked open and Wu Youxing walked in with his head held high.

Zhu Youxiao's interest was disturbed and the little conch immediately lay down.

Wu Youxing looked at Liu Yue who was worried, then looked at Zhu Youxiao lying on the bed. An idea suddenly came to his mind and he spoke quickly.

"I need to give His Majesty emergency treatment. Please leave and do not disturb me!"

"Student obeys! Teacher, please save His Majesty!"

"Don't worry, I will do my best!"

Liu Yue looked worried as she left the bedroom and closed the door.

Wu Youxing then sat down in front of the couch and took Zhu Youxiao's pulse.

Suddenly, a pair of old hands grabbed my wrist.

Zhu Youxiao opened his eyes and whispered in disgust.

"Okay, stop pretending here."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your recovery."

Wu Youxing said quietly with a smile on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense and fix it for me quickly, so that no one can see through it."

"According to the order."

After a while, the door opened and Wu Youxing walked out again, sweating profusely.

Wei Zhongxian was very puzzled. What was this old man doing in there for His Majesty? Why did he come out sweating every time?

But Wu Youxing sighed, "Your Majesty has woken up. Although his spirits have improved, the situation is not optimistic. You still can't work too hard."

Liu Yue rushed to the bed and said, "Your Majesty, you finally woke up. I was so scared!"

Wei Zhongxian observed carefully, and when he saw the emperor looking at Yuepin's cherry lips, he couldn't help licking his lips.

He suddenly understood something and looked at Wu Youxing.

He now believes even half a word the old man says.

Zhu Youxiao reluctantly put aside the fantasy and endured it. It was more important to focus on the business first.

He looked toward the north and said.

"Five million kilograms of dried fish, I imagine the team must be huge. It's not easy to get all the way from Nanpu to Taiyuan. Who is responsible for this escort?"

"Your Majesty, it is a young general named Cao Bianjiao, who leads 800 cavalrymen and is in charge of this escort."

"Cao turned into a dragon?"

Zhu Youxiao thought for a while before suddenly remembering this person.

Isn’t this Cao Bianjiao the nephew of Cao Wenzhao?

He almost defeated Li Zicheng's entire army and nearly killed Huang Taiji!

The uncle and nephew are now under the command of Wang Zhichen, a native of Datong, Shanxi. No wonder he was sent to escort the supplies.

When the Northern Expedition was launched, there were too many brave generals who had made great achievements. Cao Bianjiao had always followed Cao Wenzhao, so he was not well-known and could not be ranked. I could not see him, so it was no wonder that I had no impression of him.

"Very good. Give orders to entertain Cao Bianjiao and other soldiers well. Also, order Wang Chengen to receive the gold and silver supplies he brought."

"According to the order."

After Zhen Beiwang retreated, Zhu Youxiao continued to give orders.

"Wei Daban drafted the decree!"

"Yes!"

After Wei Zhongxian had prepared the writing materials, Zhu Youxiao spoke immediately.

"All soldiers who participated in the Battle of Tsushima will be rewarded according to the reports of the king's ministers."

"Also, send an order to Zheng Zhilong, the Earl of Nanhai, and order him to send someone to take over Tsushima Island immediately."

"After the handover, order the king's ministers to return to Liaodong immediately."

After everything was arranged, Zhu Youxiao was still excited and his mind was clearer.

Now that Dorgon's whereabouts were still unknown, he dared not let his ministers stay away from Liaodong for too long.

As for our daily life, let it jump around for a few more days. Once the disaster and the affairs of the vassal kings are resolved, we can take a closer look at it.

……

At this time, outside the South Gate, flames illuminated the sky.

Cao Bianjiao, dressed in black armor and a white robe, holding a long spear in his hand, led his troops on horseback, looking so heroic that he attracted the attention of many people.

Not only were the victims rushing forward to look, but many princes also stretched their necks to look.

A Jinyiwei reached out and stopped the King of Qin who was about to leave.

"Your Majesty, you have crossed the line."

When the King of Qin heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he looked at the Jinyiwei in surprise.

What does this mean?

Could it be that he knows about my affairs?

But the Jinyiwei pointed at a line drawn on the ground.

"Your Majesty has ordered that the princes are not allowed to leave this line. Please don't make things difficult for me. Please step back, Your Majesty."

That's it!

The King of Qin then breathed a sigh of relief.

When the King of Qin saw a group of soldiers and horses suddenly appear in Taiyuan City just now, he was actually very nervous.

At this time, he quickly stepped back, pretending to be a spectator.

"Brother, what happened in our Taiyuan City? Why are there soldiers coming here suddenly? Do you know where they are from?"

While the King of Qin was speaking, he had already stuffed ten taels of silver into the hand of the Jinyiwei.

The Jinyiwei weighed the silver and quickly put it away.

"Your Highness, you are too polite. As far as I know, there has been no major incident in Taiyuan City recently. Your Highness, please take a closer look. It seems that the military horses are escorting a baggage convoy. I don't know anything else for the time being."

When Prince Qin saw what was happening, he felt relieved and found that it was just as the Jinyiwei said. However, he did not dare to relax.

He took out five taels of silver, stuffed it into the arms of the Jinyiwei without leaving a trace, then smiled and put his arm around the man's shoulders.

"I've been so idle these days!"

"Come on, come on, tell me what's new in and outside the city these days."

"If you speak well, I will give you a generous reward!"

He stuffed another five taels of silver into the pocket and said, "I'm so bored living here. I'm so bored. Why don't you tell me more about Taiyuan City to cheer me up?"

The Jinyiwei felt the weight in his arms and the face of King Qin so close to him, and the corners of his mouth trembled twice.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment. I haven't paid much attention to those things these days. Can you allow me to find out a little bit?"

The King of Qin expressed his satisfaction and patted him heavily on the shoulders twice.

"Be sensible! Go quickly and come back soon. The king is counting on you......"

Chapter 419 They Can’t Do It

After breakfast the next day, the King of Qin walked to the side of the Jinyiwei seemingly casually and stretched.

"Hey, where did that young general go yesterday?"

"Your Highness, I have already found out that the young general came here to transport disaster relief supplies. He has disappeared today. I think he has left Taiyuan."

When the King of Qin heard this, he finally felt relieved. He went back to the house to bask in the sun and continued to observe the actions of other vassal kings.

Today is the nineteenth day since the edict was issued.

Princes from all over the country have arrived, and only the three southernmost princes are left to gather together.

Today, the thatched cottage area can be said to be quite lively.

It is rare to see more than twenty princes living together.

The dragon has nine sons, each of them is different, let alone these distant relatives and princes who are separated by several generations.

Birds of a feather flock together. Now, these dozens of princes are clearly divided into several categories.

Most of them, like the King of Zhao and the King of Shen, gathered in groups of three or four to chat;

Some, like the King of Jin, sat at the door in a daze;

There are also people like the King of Qin who basks in the warm sun, leisurely and contented. Of course, he only looks like that.

The rest are more special.

Prince Lu was so focused on playing the piano that he almost reached a state of selflessness. He had practiced to the point where he could ignore all the taunts and attacks from Prince Zhao and Prince Shen.