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Although it was broad daylight, the emperor's bedroom closed its doors and doors, surrounded by thick curtains, which were no different from the night, and had to be illuminated by those smokeless and fragrant dragons and phoenix candles.

Under the faint beating candlelight, Chen Hong's face seemed even more sinister and terrifying. Under his venomous gaze, Cui Yan was sweating like a slurry, and it was obvious that he was in chaos.

Chen Hong didn't think there was anything wrong with this poor imperial physician. He knew that no matter what answered, he would face huge psychological pressure. He admitted that the emperor still had hope. If he collapsed, it was all the doctor's responsibility and wait for the burial of his family. But he couldn't say there was no hope. If the emperor recovered in the future, even if he was sure to wear the hat of a quack doctor, it would be a dead end?

As quiet as if in the hall, Chen Hong finally lost his patience and said in a silence: "You are talking."

"This is not easy to say," Cui Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, "It takes another two days to observe it to give his father-in-law an accurate case."

"Then let's observe for two more days." Chen Hong lowered his eyelids and said, "I have been troubled by Doctor Cui to live here in the past few days." He said, and ordered his left and right, "Take Doctor Cui down and rest first."

Then two eunuchs flashed out of the darkness and came to Cui Yan and said, "Doctor Cui, please." Cui Yan sighed and had to let him mercy.

When Cui Yan was taken down, Chen Hong's eyes turned to the sick emperor. His expression was very complicated, sometimes feeling distressed, sometimes feared, sometimes hesitated, sometimes entangled. But when he touched the scars on his face, thought of his lame legs. And those days and nights locked in the dog hole, Chen Hong's heart was occupied by resentment like a poisonous snake, and only resentment and madness remained in his eyes.

"Very good, this is what it looks like to achieve great things." A ghostly voice sounded behind him. A man with wide robe and big sleeves, with his head covered with his head, walked out of the darkness.

Chen Hong did not look back. He knew that it was Xiong Xian, the emperor's most favored alchemist, and also the spokesperson of Yan Shifan. He didn't like this arrogant guy very much. Because after a series of setbacks, Chen Hong already understood the truth that a barking dog never bites people, a person who can play conspiracy never shows off, so he looked down on this person from the bottom of his heart.

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Xiong Xian felt good about himself. He suddenly floated in front of Chen Hong, staring at him with a playful look on his face and said, "After all, he has been serving him for decades. Do you feel a little distressed and a little unbearable when you see him now?"

Chen Hong snorted and turned around and said, "Isn't this right to fulfill our intentions?"

"That's it." Xiong Xian turned around and walked to Jiajing's dragon bed, frivolously picked up the emperor's clothes, and laughed: "I was still thinking about how to put you in a seamless way. I didn't expect that if you cooperated so well, I fell ill first. It seems that I was so angry that I was exhausted."

"It's not what you are doing. 7. Chen Hongxin said that the emperor's health was originally very bad, but Xiong Xian was instigated to go out in the south. It is said that it is difficult to go out for a while at home for a thousand days. Even if it is the emperor, it will be very tired and hard to travel thousands of miles. In addition, it happens to be a humid summer in the south. With the emperor's body and bones, it is strange that it is not sick.

At this time, Jiajing's brows suddenly frowned slightly, and a vague humming sounded, scaring the Xiong Xian so much that he suddenly retracted his hand and hid far away.

After looking at him contemptuously, Chen Hong walked forward. He took off the burnt wipes on the emperor's head, opened a large copper box beside the bed, took out a white wipe from the box filled with air conditioning, and then carefully placed them on Jiajing's forehead. The emperor's expression was less painful. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he fell into drowsiness again.

Carrying a basin of towels replaced, Chen Hong walked out of the emperor's bedroom. Xiong Xian quickly followed and whispered: "What do you care about him? If you return to the west one day earlier, King Jing will be the emperor one day earlier. We don't have to go through so many troubles!"

"Silly," Chen Hong put down the copper basin and wiped his hands, "Xiong Ziqi, you have been in the mountains and forests all your life. Your style is a master in the emperor's opinion, but in my opinion, it's just a lantern in the pit."

"You are just looking for death." Xiong Xian said dissatisfied: "Do you still have to implement the original plan?"

"Of course." Chen Hong said with a snorted: "Young Master Xiao Ge said no, right?"

"That's you blocked the news." Xiong Xian said: "I said, Eunuch Chen, there has been such a big change now. But you neither notify the little master nor Prince Jing. I said you don't have any other ideas, right?"

"I am a eunuch, what can I think?" Chen Hong said: "What do you think you have been through a family? The emperor died and the throne inheritance, and there is no miss in the middle; if you give a little, you will lose your head and kill the nine clans!" As he said, "The emperor naturally died, and he can be treated to death by a quack doctor, but we must not do it, otherwise even if King Jing takes office, you and I will wait to be scapegoats!"

Xiong Xian widened his eyes and said, "It's impossible, we are heroes."

"The most useless of these are the heroes." Chen Hong sneered: "What the nobles need is the lackeys who serve them, "The cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook; the birds are gone, and the good bows are hidden."! You must have heard of this, right?"

Xiong Xian said: "What do you want to say? Can you just click it?"

"So far." Chen Hong poked his chest and said, "All head-losing things are all about the quality of the play, and then this person is out of the matter: if he is just like this, he will achieve his goal without any dust, and all the shits will be left alone." He shook his head and said, "This is absolutely not possible. In the future, even if no one investigates the cause of the emperor's death, they will kill people to silence him."

After he said this, Xiong Xian was really scared and swallowed and said with difficulty: "Then what should I do?"

Chen Hong was silent and said quietly: "As long as he planned, he hid this matter

"But" can you hide it?" Xiong Xian said: "Those two imperial doctors are easy to say. Isn't Yuan Wei also aware of it?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yuan, Chen Hong said: "He also thinks it's better not to leak the news."

"Why?" Xiong Xian said.

"Ignorance Chen Hong snorted lightly: "As long as the emperor is here for one day, King Jing will have to be honest for one day. When that day really comes, it will not be too late to act again."

"Then let's set off to return to Beijing tomorrow as planned?" Xiong Xian asked.

"Well, Chen Hong nodded, closed his eyes slowly and said, "Ziqi, we are ants on a rope. So I don't hide it from you. As long as the emperor is in one day, no one can make waves. So we have to wait and see, it's best to solve this problem yourself. Even if we have to, we can't do it.

Xiong Xian looked at the mysterious and mysterious Eunuch Chen coldly, and only one thought in his mind. This is the real master." In fact, he really looked at Chen Hong. This old eunuch is now indecisive and hesitated between taking action and not doing it. It’s just that the word “regicide” is too terrible. If you want to take that step, you have to carry out more psychological construction.

There were several flowers blooming, each with one branch. Let’s say that Doctor Cui was taken down by the eunuchs and locked up in an empty palace. Although there was no bedding or covered, no food or drink, there was an old acquaintance, Doctor Jin, who was detained three days ago.

Doctor Jin is in good spirits and has not suffered much, but he has not taken a shower and changed clothes for three days in the summer, and his whole body is already bad. When he saw Cui Yan coming in, he hurriedly came forward and said enthusiastically: "You are here too."

Cui Yan pinched his nose and signaled him to stand a little further. He said in a urn: "Lao Jin, when did the emperor fall ill?"

Doctor Jin was quite shocked and shrank his neck and said, "It was like that before I entered the palace." So the two compared the symptoms they had diagnosed, and the emperor's condition worsened.

After reaching the conclusion, Doctor Jin couldn't believe it: "No, if I prescribe the prescription according to me, even if it doesn't improve, it shouldn't worsen."

.So that's it." Cui Yan sat cross-legged on the ground and whispered: "In the past three days, the emperor has not received the treatment he deserves. He only used ice to relieve fever and maintain it." As soon as these words came out, the two of them were shocked. Judging from the doctor's experience, the situation is very strange now. If no one is making trouble behind, it would be really a ghost.

Cui Yan touched his chest, and the cloth strip was still tied there. It seems that Lord Shen is right. Someone is indeed going to take the blame for the world, but he was stared at it so tightly that he had the chance to come up with this secret message? Besides, the emperor is unconscious, and even if he takes it out, what's the use?

Cui Yan was not only worried, but also didn't know what to do.

There was another flower to be shown, which was the old master Yuan. He said that he was lost and left the palace, so he was blocked by Gao Gong and others. Everyone asked him, "How is the Emperor's Holy Bow?" Yuan Shiqiang smiled and said, "Of course, the Holy Bow is safe, you don't have to worry."

"It's great if it's okay. The good man Yan Ne smiled and said, "Let's go back. If you have anything to ask for a meeting tomorrow, everyone will say yes, and even Gao Gong can't say anything else. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Sister Yuan say, "The emperor has an order. Tomorrow the farewell ceremony with the villagers of Anlu tomorrow morning, the emperor will not attend the emperor. The official and Yanbutang will be representatives. Then the team will set off on time at the lunch time.

Gao Gong, Chen Yiqin and others, who had no idea, became suspicious again, but they couldn't question whether Sister Yuan was holding the banner of the edict, so they had to disperse in depression.

After passing the customs easily, Sister Yuan did not have a trace of gratitude. He knew very well that the difficult days were still behind. "Looking back at the lush palace walls, he couldn't help but feel distracting in his heart. He knew very well that this was a good opportunity given by God and the last chance to revive King Jing's salted fish, so he had to grasp it no matter what, but he also knew that this was even more about taking millet from the fire. If you don't do it well, you will never get rid of it. Therefore, you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious,

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Taking a deep breath and taking heavy steps, Master Yuan got on the sedan chair and left. He looked at his eyes secretly and disappeared into the streets and alleys of Anlu City, reporting to his respective owners.

One of the spies wandered around the city for a few times and became a vendor carrying a load of vegetables. Then he went to the Bo District where the wealthy families lived in the east of the city.

When he reached the end of the street, he knocked on the back door of a family, and there was a little movement inside. After a while, the door opened. A slow policeman's face popped out and saw that no one was following him, he put him in and looked at the alley again. He then closed the door.

As soon as the man entered the yard, he threw away the burden and walked quickly. There were hidden stakes poking out from time to time in the flowers and tree canopy along the way, but after seeing his appearance, he shrank back.

When he arrived outside the courtyard at the center of the house, he stopped, took a deep breath, and knocked on the gate.

"Who is a little feminine

"Mr. Xiaohua, it's me." The man spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Come in, the person inside said lazyly. The spy pushed open the door and lowered his head to go in.

I saw that under the grape trellis, there were bamboo lounge chairs, a small wooden table filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, one bamboo chair was empty, and the other was lying naked and covered in flesh. However, the face was just blocked by the Pu Gou Yang, and I couldn't see clearly.

Seeing the situation in the yard, the spy leaned over and knelt in front of the grape trellis. At this time, a man in a snow-white robe with plum blossoms embroidered with plum blossoms. He looked like a woman and came out of the inner room and said to the spy: "Can you find out what news?" It was the feminine voice just now.

The spies were about to find out the news. For example, the martial law of the palace, the imperial physician only entered but did not leave, the ministers asked for the saint but were not allowed to meet the saint, Chen Hong hurriedly asked Sister Yuan to save the scene, and after Master Yuan came out, he persuaded everyone to go back, announcing that the emperor would not show up tomorrow, but set off as usual, etc., and told them all in detail. But his tentacles could not be extended into the palace, so he didn't know what was born inside.

The man named Mr. Xiaohua slowly walked to the center of the yard and asked the spy, "Have you contacted Xiong Xian?"

"No." The spy shook his head and said, "Xiong Ziqi hasn't come out for a few days, so we can't enter the palace again

"Is there anything else?" Mr. Xiaohua asked again.

"That's all for the time being." The spy said softly: "I will continue to work hard."

"Start up and contact Xiong Xian, figure out what was born in the palace, Mr. Xiaohua nodded, nodded and said, "Go down."

"Yes." The spy retreated respectfully and closed the gate again.

The corpse is right

When the gate of the courtyard was closed, Mr. Xiaohua walked to the grape trellis and whispered: "Donglou Gong, your speculation is good, there is indeed something wrong."

"Hmph, some people want to play tricks with me." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was a very familiar and arrogant voice. As he spoke, the man sat up and finally revealed his true face. Yan Shifan, who should have been exiled to Leizhou and lived in Nanchang! He didn't expect that he would appear in Anlu City as well. It was really unbelievable!

Mr. Xiaohua is naturally Yan Shifan's confidant Luo Longwen. This person's character is indeed a problem. Whoever is involved with, the boss will be bad. I don't know why Yan Shifan still trusts him so much.

"Not bad!" Yan Shifan nodded and said, "Depending on the situation, the emperor probably had a problem." As he said that, he picked up a peach and started to chew.

.Is that right?" Luo Longwen gloated and said, "I don't know if he was practicing martial arts and got poisoned by evil spirits or was randomly used elixirs."

"Who knows?" Yan Shifan was so juicy that he said, "Chan Hong, this bastard, probably doesn't want us to know.

"What is his mentality?" Luo Longwen asked softly: "Why do this?"

"Because things without eggs are all cowards!" Yan Shifan sneered, and after saying that, he felt something was wrong, so he quickly explained to Luo Longwen: Xiaohua. I'm not talking about you, you are more manly than those with eggs."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Luo Longwen's face. He smiled and said, "Why did you say that you are talking about me? It's better to say that he wants to hide it from all officials. It's reasonable, but why should we hide it together?"

"Because he still wants to "go as planned." Yan Shifan threw the peach pits casually and wiped his hands with a rag and said, "Then he will bear the least responsibility, and even if something happens, there will be a law to explain it." He said angrily: "If we change the plan, he may have to take all the risks, and he is obviously unwilling to accept it."

"Is that true?" Luo Longwen said: "Then what should we do?"

"Fullying his wish, Yuan Jirong "don't change." Yan Shifan rubbed his fat chin and said, "How to sing this play, how to sing it!"

"Why do you have to mobilize others?" Luo Longwen said strangely: "Since the emperor is sick, I will try to take advantage of his illness and kill him! Then wouldn't King Jing be the only one?"

"Bah". Yan Shifan spat fiercely and said, "Why should I think about King Jing? If he succeeds to the throne in Anlu City, what does it have to do with me? Moreover, King Jing is the most ungrateful boy. He doesn't hold his handle in his hand, so he will eat sooner or later!"

"Oh." Luo Longwen suddenly said, "I understand. In order to maximize our interests, this play must be sung and said, "And our success is greatly improved in the state of the emperor. What is the reason why Ran changes Ji Rong?"

"Hehe, smart, this means that people don't punish themselves for themselves. If they are devoted to being human, heaven and earth, Yan Shifan stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, let me hug you."

"I hate Luo Longwen like a lotus, shy and flashed into the house.

"Little girl, you dare to run away." Yan Shifan stood up with a lewd smile on his face and chased after him tremblingly.
Chapter completed!