The Submissive Emperor

Xiao Chengjun frowned and read the news in his hand several times over and over again. How could the emperor suddenly fall ill when it was the key to rectifying the Chen family?

"Did you go to prison?" Lou Jing leaned over and raised his hand to help him rub his eyebrows apart.

Xiao Chengjun sighed and shook his head slowly. Everything was ready, only Dongfeng was owed. As long as he persisted for a day or two, the Chen family was about to fall.

"The emperor has always been healthy, maybe it was because of the Chen family's qi illness," Zhao Xi said coolly, "the Ministry of Internal Affairs has all the evidence, maybe it turns out that the three princes are not the emperor's birth... ..." Lou Jing slapped the back of the head without finishing a sentence.

"Does this look like what Master Min Xiang would say?" Lou Jing glared at him, and the prince's background can't be said nonsense.

"Don't make trouble." Xiao Chengjun glanced at the two men helplessly, and began to write the book.

The condition of Emperor Chunde seemed very serious this time, and it was completely different from the last time he passed out. He was a son of man, and Xiao Chengjun had to show his filial piety whatever he said. Immediately, he wrote a paper requesting to return to Beijing to take care of the sick, so that he could be sent to the capital quickly.

The emperor suddenly fell ill and was in a coma.

Xiao Chengjun's Zhezi was quickly intercepted and delivered directly to the right hand. Chen Shichang stared at the Zhezi in his hand with red eyes, "He has a good idea!"

A feudal prince can not get a fief without a rule, but if the capital is in danger, he can send troops to the king. This letter of request for patronage cannot be agreed to, and cannot be rejected.

Sun Liang, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, glanced at King Min’s Zhezi, closed his eyes for a moment, and said: "My teacher, this Zhezi must not be pressed. It is necessary to reply early."

"Why?" Chen Shichang frowned. He originally planned to suppress this fold and keep it in the middle, because whether he agrees or disagrees, he can find a reason for Xiao Chengjun to send troops.

If he agrees to the King of Min’s service, he must bring his guards when he enters the capital. Xiao Chengjun takes the soldiers to come, and the Chen family makes wedding clothes for others; if he doesn’t agree, Xiao Chengjun can directly lead the army under the banner of King Qin. City.

"If it is pressed, the King of Min will definitely feel abnormal. Then it will be troublesome to raise troops. Why not directly refuse, let the King of Min think that the emperor is just a minor illness, and dare not act rashly to control the emperor..." Sun Liang did not finish. , But Chen Shichang naturally heard the unfinished words. Emperor Chunde was alive in a few days, so he first comforted Xiao Chengjun, and when the emperor died, everything was a foregone conclusion, so he was not afraid of anything.

"You're right." Chen Shichang nodded. He blocked the news from Beijing strictly, but there is no impermeable wall in the world, dragging and not replying will only make Xiao Chengjun suspicious, and instead send someone to listen to the news. Time is in trouble.

"I told you to give you strong medicine, what did you do?" Chen Shichang's eldest son grabbed the placket of the ethereal real Tao Miao and asked in a low voice.

"That... it will definitely work, it will take a few more days..." Tao Miao grinned, and these days the right-hand side was forced by the left-hand side to be anxious, and he was about to be punished. poison. As a sacred stick, Tao Miao was not a fool if he could get into the Qintian Supervisor. He knew that if he was given the blood-stained medicine, he would have to follow the emperor and lose his life.

The imperial court's reply soon arrived in Minzhou. The Prime Minister who was temporarily in charge of the affairs of the court rejected the request of the Emperor of Fujian to enter the capital to serve the sick. He said that the emperor was only in a slight physical illness, and he was accusing Xiao Chengjun of plotting wrongdoing.

"Hmph, he is loyal to the emperor and patriotic." Lou Jing squeezed the letter from the right and curled his lips.

Xiao Chengjun couldn't deny it. He didn't care about the reply from the right, he was waiting, waiting for the exact news in the capital. Now that the right minister’s reply has come, there is no new news from Beijing, "Zhuyu..."

"Huh?" Lou Jing heard his husband calling him, and hurried over, and squeezed onto a bench with His Royal Highness Minwang.

Xiao Chengjun looked at him and sighed for a long while, "It's fine, it's okay."

"I have already sent someone to Jinzhou." Lou Jing understood what he was going to say, and kissed his eyebrows lightly. Recently, Xiao Chengjun frowned more and more frequently. This is not a good thing. Such a handsome face appeared early. What a pity the gully.

Xiao Chengjun's eyes widened in surprise. He really wanted Lou Jing to control the Jinzhou Army to prevent any changes, but the matter had not been settled yet, and he was afraid that Lou's innocent would be implicated, so he was prepared to wait, but he didn't expect Lou Jing. It's already done.

"Grandfather's death is inseparable from Chen Shichang. He would never want to use one soldier and one soldier in Jinzhou." Lou Jing's eyes were full of hostility. He had already prepared the game step by step. Don't even try to run away for the one who killed his grandfather.

Xiao Chengjun stretched out his hand, put the people around him in his arms, and touched his cheek, "Jinzhou governor has already been asked, and the northwestern salt official is also in the sky prison. Even if Chen Shichang has the ability to release him, I will not Spare him."

"Leave these people to me, I'm going to cut off their heads for memorial service," Lou Jing buried his face on the chest of His Royal Highness the King of Min, and rubbed the white prince's clothes that month. "Chengjun, you say If you become a throne, you will marry me, right?"

"Who else can you marry if you don't marry?" Xiao Chengjun smiled and looked down at him. Seeing his smile with crooked eyes, he couldn't help but leaned in and kissed his pretty eyes. "But, what about Duke Anguo's knighthood?"

The Lou family's military achievements have been outstanding for generations, and the holy favorite is unfailing. By Lou Jing's generation, it could have continued to be brilliant, but the Lou family's heir married Xiao Chengjun and became the queen, and the Anguo government has no successors. With Lou Jianyu's ability , It will decline in a few years.

"When the dynasty is still ruined, let alone a family." Lou Jing didn't care much. If his young and powerful father could give him a younger brother, he would train an heir. Simply let the Lou family cut off the incense, so as not to let the unscrupulous descendants inherit and insult the ancestor's reputation.

Xiao Chengjun laughed, "You can think about it."

The two were talking, and Lu Zhao hurried in, "Lord, letter from Jingcheng."

When someone came in, Lou Jing didn't move a place, still lying in Xiao Chengjun's arms, hugging his waist.

Lu Shiwei had long been accustomed to it, and handed the letter up without squinting his eyes.

Xiao Chengjun patted the guy in his arms and asked him to sit down, but Lou Jing just twisted his body, leaned his head against his chest, stretched his neck to read the letter in his hand.

Not too lazy to pay attention to etiquette with him, Xiao Chengjun simply put his chin on the head of the person in his arms, opened the letter and read it with him.

The words on the white paper are elegant and beautiful, and they are pleasing to the eye. At first glance, they are Xiao Chengjin's handwriting. However, the two who read the letter did not have the mood to appreciate calligraphy, because only one line was written on the paper: "The capital is in danger, send troops quickly."

Central Beijing, Panlong Temple.

The palace guards tightly surrounded the palace, and no one was allowed to enter except the imperial doctor.

Jing Wang Xiao Chengjin came into the palace unhurriedly, and saw that the third prince Xiao Chengduo had already been outside the palace and was negotiating with Huaizhong, "President Huai, father is ill, and this prince is taking care of himself. What's the reason for you to stop me like this?"

"His Royal Highness, the imperial physicians are undergoing diagnosis and treatment, and they can't go in for a while." Huai Zhong looked bitterly to persuade, but his actions were very firm, not allowing Xiao Chengduo to approach.

Xiao Chengjin glanced at the three princes with anxious faces, aroused a sneer, and quickly converged, stepped forward to ask Huaizhong a few words, then stopped speaking, and stood quietly on the side of the hall door, without saying to go in. Don't say leave.

The third prince Xiao Chengduo snorted coldly: "How come Brother Second Emperor also came to attend to the illness? It's freezing cold this day, so you don't hurt your body."

"The third emperor of Lao is worried," Xiao Chengjin didn't seem to hear the ridicule in his words, and said smoothly. I looked at it, thinking that the third emperor brother was waiting to pass the edict."

Xiao Chengduo choked and gave Xiao Chengjin a fierce look. Unexpectedly, people ignored him and went to the side hall. The elder brothers all left, and it is not a problem for him to stand here, so he had to follow him to the side hall, like sitting on pins and needles and drinking tea with Xiao Chengjin.

Not long after, a notification came from outside saying that the emperor was behind.

The two hurried out to greet him. Ji Jue glanced at the three princes lightly, then suddenly raised his hand, and hundreds of forest soldiers behind him lined up neatly, enclosing the Panlong Hall on the third and outer floors.

Xiao Chengduo was startled, "Father, what are you..."

"From now on, no one is allowed to take a step out of the Panlong Palace. Violators will be killed without pardon." Empress Ji gave the order in a cold voice, and the Yulin Army and the palace guards responded in unison.

Unexpectedly, the queen's shot would be such a battle, Xiao Chengduo froze in place, and Xiao Chengjin's face was pale from beginning to end, and he couldn't see the joy or anger.

When Empress Ji arrived, she controlled the Panlong Temple with thunder, and drove out a group of imperial doctors who were generally unable to discuss countermeasures with headless flies, and replaced them with the native doctor who had been treating Xiao Chengjin.

The native doctor came to the palace for the first time, trembling and daring not to say anything. He also just learned that he was the prince of the sick and sick son he had cured for a whole year. Before he could respond, he was pulled into the palace and treated the emperor!

"Just see the doctor, no matter what means you use, let the emperor stay for a few more days." Ji Zhuo sat down on the chair next to the bed and quietly looked at Emperor Chunde with his eyes closed and his face black and blue.

"Mr. don't have to be afraid, just treat it as an ordinary patient. No one knows that this is what the husband sees. If something goes wrong, the educated doctors will take care of it." Xiao Chengjin persuaded him warmly.

The local doctor relieved his heart and gave Emperor Chunde the pulse, "Here, this is poisoned, come on, mash the raw mung beans and flush them with boiling water, let them cool and pour a few more bowls..."

"This..." Huai Zhong looked embarrassed. How could such a rude treatment method be used on the emperor?

"Do as he said." Ji Juo said coldly.

Ji Zhuo still doesn't know which one of the members of the Chen family is among those imperial physicians, so he doesn't need it, so he takes this folk genius doctor to save the emergency. If he is the best saved, it's all right.

After pouring several large bowls of mung bean water, the local doctor took out a dark object from the medicine box and rubbed it under Emperor Chunde’s nose. The unconscious Emperor Chunde suddenly spit out "Wow". A lot of things, slowly opened his eyes.