After Waking up Beside the Villain

The doctor came very quickly.

Lu Fenglou was sitting outside the half-draped gauze curtain, looking at the elderly doctor's pulse with no anger or joy, and his eyes fell on the regent's strong hand, which was unreasonable. A few traces of gray were seen.

A few high-ranking officials stood at the screen a little further away, their eyes fixed on the back, with different emotions.

"How?" Lu Fenglou asked.

The old doctor's fingers on Chu Yunsheng's wrist froze, and she lifted it up to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Go back to your majesty, my lord... this is Poisoned."

—The old doctor was frightened, knelt on the ground, and buried his head deeply.

"Poison?"

Lu Fenglou got up and looked down at the dark stains on Chu Yunsheng's robe sleeves: "Then Aiqing knows what kind of poison is in the regent, and what should be done? untie?"

The old doctor was silent for a moment, his voice trembling: "...The old minister is incompetent, I don't know."

The howling wind outside the porch beat the snow and slammed on the doors and windows.

Sporadic snow flakes got into the window lattice, turned into water, and infiltrated the cold chill.

He didn't like the hateful face in it, so he raised his hand and lowered the gauze curtain at the head of the bed in half, then turned around and instructed: "The rest of the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital will also be called."

Some palace people opened the curtain and hurried away, bringing a cool wind.

Several ministers at the screen shrank their necks from the cold and looked at each other.

Dai Shangshu, who was in charge of the personnel department, gathered up his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the regent is poisoned. If the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital want to cure, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort. There are so many things, it was all under the control of the Prince Regent before, but now the Prince Regent is down, the reform thing—"

He paused, looked up at Lu Fenglou: "Just stop."

To the emperor, but without the sincerity of the courtier.

Instead, it is like a conclusion.

The blood-stained Fengtian sword tonight can certainly kill people, but if there is no person holding the sword, no matter how sharp and noble a sword is, it is no different from scrap iron.

Lu Fenglou was suddenly too lazy to act again in that drama where he was so angry that he had to endure humiliation.

He turned to look at the ministers with flickering eyes, the corners of his lips moved, and a senseless laughter evoked: "I don't understand what Dai Aiqing said, I never care about it."

"Stop or stop, it's not my business, I don't know."

Lu Fenglou waved his hand, and the palace servant behind him immediately served a cup of hot tea, "It's just the teacher's business, whether it's reforming the law or making trouble. The teacher loves to take care of you. It’s fine if you don’t wake up, but if you accidentally wake up in the morning—many civil and military officials, and how many loyal ministers like Lu Yushi, who dare to sacrifice their heads to remonstrate with blood?”

Closing his eyes and resting his mind, the Zhao family head opened his eyes, his eyes crossed the shoulders of the ministers in front, and landed on the face of Lu Fenglou - with handsome and beautiful eyes, with a full smile, Not the slightest hint of ridicule.

No one knows where Chu Yunsheng hid the little emperor during this time.

But now it seems, it is taken to peel off the flesh, revealing the thorns.

Dai Shangshu was a little hesitant and said with a smile: "With His Majesty's praise, Lu Yushi must be moved by Jiuquan. It's just that no matter what crime Lu Yushi has, the law is the law. , the law is the law, and the case should be filed and tried according to the rules. The regent king draws his sword in the palace to kill people, ignores the law, and collides with the Holy One, it is really absurd..."

"The teacher holds the Fengtian sword given by the late emperor, you can cut it first and then play it." Lu Fenglou took a sip of tea and cut off Dai Shangshu's words, "It's not that I dare not convict, but that I dare not disobey my father. Can Dai Aiqing understand the emperor's last order?"

Lu Fenglou slowly laughed while holding the tea bowl.

Dai Shangshu raised his head: "This minister is for His Majesty's sake."

The hall was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, the two palace servants carefully lifted the thick door curtain and leaned in from the door of the palace: "Your Majesty, the imperial physicians are here."

The tea bowl was pressed on the table with a bang, Lu Fenglou's fair fingertips clasped the lid of the white porcelain thin bowl, and his voice was neither light nor heavy: "Come in."

The door curtain opened, and a dozen imperial doctors filed in with medicine boxes, and turned into the screen one by one to diagnose the pulse. The rest were waiting outside the screen, sitting with the other ministers, silent and uneasy.

Dai Shangshu looked at each imperial doctor sweating, shaking his head in turn, the breath in his heart eased a little - no matter how powerful he is, once he falls, he is just like a dead man generally. It's just that if it really comes back to life and wakes up, it's really a bad thing.

But this man is not easy to fall down, how can he climb out of hell?

There are too many hands trying to press him back.

Dai Shangshu's gaze shifted slightly and landed on the Zhao family head not far away.

If Zhao Patriarch felt something, he glanced at the imperial doctor waiting outside, and nodded slightly towards Dai Shangshu.

Dai Shangshu loosened his shoulders and lowered his eyes.

And just as the imperial doctors were helpless and wiped away their sweat, there was another hurried footsteps outside, and a guard rushed in in a panic, and hurriedly bowed: "Your Majesty! Expedited battle report! There are Da Zhou troops appearing near Lubei City, the number of which is unknown, and it is suspected that the city is attacking!"

As soon as these words came out, they exploded in the hall like a thunder.

Only a few days after the peace talks, the Da Zhou embassy had just left the territory of Da Jin, and another Zhou army invaded the territory.

There were even a few old doctors who fell from their chairs when they were notified by the guards, panicking.

Compared to the reactions of the imperial physicians, the other ministers in the hall, or the emperor sitting by the bed, were all too calm.

As if this battle report was only expected.

Lu Fenglou held the tea bowl, and his chest slowly heaved twice before he looked at the guard who was kneeling on the ground: "The peace talks have just ended, and Da Zhou is used to his words, so why would he commit crimes for no reason? My border? There may be some misunderstandings in this."

"Your Majesty."

Patriarch Zhao who had been watching from the sidelines suddenly spoke up.

Lu Fenglou's back was slightly tight and his expression remained motionless.

Zhao Patriarch is only an idler in the court, but no one dares to take him as an idler.

, we must come up with a way to deal with it as soon as possible. If it is true as your Majesty said, or there is a misunderstanding, then we should send envoys to the border quickly to solve the misunderstanding. If there is no misunderstanding, then I am also the Great Jin. Don't be so spineless, allow the Zhou army to invade, and at least resist one or two."

Lu Fenglou had already guessed the follow-up, but he didn't care, so he asked according to the farce tonight: "But now the teacher is poisoned and unconscious, and there is no one in the DPRK to lead troops. ."

Sure enough, an indifferent general of the British army walked around the screen and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty!

Finally show all her fangs.

Poisoned Chu Yunsheng, stopped reforming, and seized military power. This is the New Year's Eve banquet hosted by the family and Jiangmen.

The regent's minions are all over the palace and inside the palace, but compared with the forces outside the palace, the palace is obviously much less, even less than the family. So I chose the New Year's Eve banquet instead of Xuanwumen. The palace gate was blocked for a few hours, and when everything was a foregone conclusion, it was too late to make any response from outside the palace.

The dragons have no heads, and the tigers change hands.

It is good to win.

Patriarch Zhao stared at Lu Fenglou with a calm heart.

"The North General wants military power?"

Lu Fenglou asked.

Bei Hanfeng did not expect the little emperor to ask such a straightforward question. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the unconscious man on the bed. The resentment and anger in his heart fused into a ball and slowly condensed. Not long ago, the figure who was arrogant and domineering in the courtroom, refusing to hand over the tiger talisman, was like a sharp, **** nail, stabbing deeply in his eyes.

Conditioning some emotions, Bei Hanfeng replied: "This minister has no intention of taking tiger talismans, it is only a temporary military power to quell external disturbances. Please allow Your Majesty's permission!"

Temporary replacement of military power, but I don't know how long it will be replaced.

Since Lu Fenglou ascended the throne, he has been entangled with the evil wolves outside. It's just that more or less in the past, there was a bigger target in front of him, so that he could only see those huge fangs that were drooling with blood, but they were never bitten and swallowed by them.

If it is true that these wolves stare directly at the throat, this is the first time.

He knew very well that since the family and the generals chose to attack today, they must be fully prepared.

He was calculating in his heart, not sure if the emotion was panic or excitement, but the smile in his mouth was low and cold: "North General, Zhao Aiqing, both of you should be from the Great Jin Dynasty. ."

Bei Hanfeng was startled.

Patriarch Zhao frowned and looked at Lu Fenglou with a strong smile on his face.

Lu Fenglou's voice was calm and calm, unable to hear much emotion: "If a Dajin person betrays Dajin, it is treason, which is a very serious crime. Collusion with foreign enemies, I even believe that this battle report is completely false."

"Just after the peace talks ended, there was an attack by the army in Da Zhou, and it was just right, but the regent came after being poisoned and comatose. It is reasonable, and anyone with a little brain will not believe this. But at this moment, I have to believe it."

"Because if I believe it, I may still be a confused emperor for a few days. If I don't believe it—"

Lu Fenglou laughed softly and slowly finished the cold tea in the tea bowl.

The hall was silent.

Many ministers' expressions suddenly changed and they dared not look up.

Bei Hanfeng seemed a little unbelievable, this faint puppet actually had such a scheming thought, and dared to say such a thing, he looked at Zhao Patriarch in surprise.

Patriarch Zhao's frown slightly loosened, and his attitude was still respectful: "Your Majesty has smashed our ministers. The Zhao family has been loyal and good for generations.

He raised his eyes and stared at Lu Fenglou, "Although the battle report is false, it is true that there is chaos in the border. If Your Majesty is not willing to take back the military power of the regent and hand over the gate, then I am afraid... Lubei will be at a loss."

This couldn't be more clear.

If you don't give military power, even if there is no Zhou army, there will be chaos.

Lu Fenglou knew for a long time that to the family, the world and the people of Li were nothing but grass. But even so, his heart was still cold: "I didn't expect Zhao Aiqing to be so generous and cut Lubei for me."

Patriarch Zhao bowed his head: "How dare you."

Lu Fenglou slammed the lid of the tea bowl: "I will pay it, and I will pay it if I don't. ."

Bei Hanfeng immediately said: "Your Majesty Shengming."

Lu Fenglou glanced at him, and felt that he was also galloping on the battlefield, but the young general Bei Hanfeng was no match for the old man in the bed tent.

He listened to the blizzard outside, and said lightly: "It's not impossible to take back the tiger talisman, but this imperial doctor has not finished reading, and the teacher is still lying on this bed not knowing whether to live or die, and now he is in a hurry. Arranging the funeral is a bit inappropriate, and it has tarnished my good reputation by spreading it to the outside world."

"Why don't we talk about this after a few imperial doctors have finished their diagnosis and prescribed medicine?"

Lu Fenglou looked at the Zhao family.

Patriarch Zhao sneered in his heart, the little emperor has been incompetent for so many years, how can he still talk about a good reputation. It's really not good to be so anxious. In the few hours left and right, the palace was filled with the power of the noble family, and those ministers who followed the regent were all detained, and he had nothing to fear.

"Your Majesty's words are very true." Zhao Patriarch replied.

The hall fell silent again, and the waves returned to the sea.

The ministers exchanged excited eyes with each other breathlessly, and kept their mouths shut, wishing that the old physicians with old arms and legs would hurry up. After reading the medicine, they left early.

The remaining imperial physicians also seem to understand the current situation. The one lying on the bed is no longer the regent who dominates the world. The imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis was very perfunctory.

In the blink of an eye, five or six medicine bowls came.

At this time, no one wants to be accused of crime. Medicine is naturally a good medicine, and it will not harm others, but detoxification is absolutely impossible.

Fortunately, Lu Fenglou didn't choose, he brought bowls one by one, opened Chu Yunsheng's mouth and poured it in. His actions were not at all respectful and gentle.

Patriarch Zhao watched from the sidelines, suppressing his dissatisfaction with this thorny little emperor.

Although there are some thorns, it will be smooth in the end.

He searched for the tiger talisman on his chest.

Halfway through the touch, the sound of Jin Ge suddenly came from outside the window.

The wrist clenched suddenly and was grasped by a steady and powerful hand.

lift."

Lu Fenglou raised his eyes, his tense heart was relieved, he smiled, and said in a low voice, "The teacher... did you lift it?"