Riding the Pheonix Chapter 588: Incidence

On the third day of suppressing the rebellion, good news and bad news came from Xiushan.

The good news is that the rebels did not succeed and the emperor is still alive.

The bad news is that the emperor was injured in a fall while avoiding the assassination attempt.

And Prince An's Mansion, which was already very prosperous, became even more heated, and people kept sending gifts in the name of condolences.

Prior to King An's sudden rise to power, many people were waiting to see the joke.

Who in the capital doesn’t know that he is ignorant and incompetent? But luckily for him, the first two brothers sought their own deaths, which made him the first heir. With his virtue, who knows when the emperor could no longer bear it and kicked him? After all, there are two princes behind, right? It’s a bit small, but it can be cultivated!

Well, Prince An has been living around for more than half a year, and the second prince committed suicide again.

While the emperor was away, Prince An supervised the country and easily shattered the second prince's conspiracy to seize the palace. Even the Prime Minister Zhang Tan, King Fu and others did not intervene.

In addition, the emperor is injured, will Prince An still be able to take the throne?

The emperor is not young at this age. It is possible that Prince An will not even need to be the crown prince, and he will become the emperor in one fell swoop.

If you don’t fawn over now, when will you wait?

However, King An, who was praised and praised, was complaining at this time.

After three days of sleeping for less than three hours, King An finally took the opportunity to return to the palace and warm himself by the fire with Yang Shu in the garden while frantically pouring out the bitter water.

"...I just left the palace, and Prime Minister Zhang came to ask again, His Majesty will return to the palace tomorrow. Is His Majesty ready? My mother! What should I prepare? I sleep at three o'clock every day and wake up at five o'clock every day. I can't even open my eyes, what else should I prepare? Why are you so expressionless?" At this point, he turned around and shouted, "Xiaotong, roast two more pieces of meat!"

"Hey!"

Hearing Xiaotong's response, An Wang lay back, touching the warm fur under his body, and narrowed his eyes in comfort: "It's better for you, you are living a life that is called a human being."

Yang Shu bit a piece of candy and said, "Don't be so helpless. Mr. Zhang has high hopes for you, so I hope you will perform better."

Wang An waved his hands repeatedly: "Thank you, I don't want to go to the wall!"

Yang Shu was amused by him and asked: "Then imagine, if the second brother succeeds, you escape from the capital alone without your wife and children. What will happen now?"

Wang An was stunned for a moment and said: "Second brother has a vengeful character. If he succeeds, my whole family will not be able to survive..."

Yang Shu nodded, thinking that he knew the second prince quite well.

Wang An said: "Then we must take revenge! My princess is just a bit fierce, not to mention she has children..."

"If you want to take revenge, you have to mobilize troops. In other words, you have to find a way to recruit enough troops and lead people back to the capital. It was ten times more tiring than now."

"That's different." King An waved his hand, "At that time, everything will be forced on you, and you have to do it if you don't want to do it. Now..."

Yang Shu kicked him: "You are just a lazy ass, you will hit you a little bit, but you won't move if you don't hit me. No wonder the second brother hates you so much that he wants to die, he has been thinking about it all his life and never succeeded. You took advantage and don’t appreciate it.”

Wang An did not feel dissatisfied and smiled: "Yes, I am just so unmotivated, what's the matter?"

After Xiaotong's meat was roasted, he brought it to him: "Your Majesty, Prince An, just say this here. If others hear you later, you will be scolded by His Majesty again."

"Do you think I'm stupid? I won't recognize you outside this door." King An picked up the meat skewers, Hulu ate half of them, and said vaguely, "You are so good at your craftsmanship that I don't want to go back. ..."

……

The emperor came back just before the end of the year.

King An came out of the capital to greet him.

It was probably too cold. Only Wan Dabao came out to send a message, and the Holy Master returned to the palace quietly.

Yang Shu originally wanted to talk to Concubine Pei, but unfortunately he didn't get the chance. Concubine Pei called someone to send a message, saying that she was tired and asked him to go back home first.

Yang Shu felt something was wrong, but couldn't ask further questions, so he could only go back and wait for news.

The other ministers were also ordered to disperse. In the end, only Prince An, Prince Fu, and several prime ministers followed him to the emperor's palace.

They waited for a while and were called in.

This time Concubine Pei did not avoid it, but stayed in front of the emperor's bed.

The bed curtain was opened, and King An and others were shocked when they saw the emperor's appearance.

"Father!"

"Your Majesty!"

The emperor's appearance is not only bad, it is simply bad!

He looked stiff and lay there, shaking slightly.

It seems like that fall caused a problem!

Zhang Tan's expression changed drastically and he went to see Lu Qian.

The old prime minister sighed deeply and whispered: "When the thieves came, His Majesty happened to be ill..."

Zhang Tan's heart dropped, and he finally understood why the emperor remained silent from beginning to end.

It took him a while before he found his voice: "Where is the imperial doctor?"

Mr. Lu looked at him deeply, turned around and said, "Eunuch Wan, please ask Huang Yuanjian to come over."

Magistrate Huang Yuan was already on the way. Not long after, he led two imperial doctors in to diagnose the emperor's pulse.

After he finished the injection, Concubine Pei couldn't wait to ask: "How was it?"

Huang Yuanjing said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, your Majesty has been well taken care of, just continue to rest."

Zhang Tan listened and was not at all relieved. While he was prescribing the prescription, he went to the cubicle and asked: "Huang Yuanjian, how is your Majesty doing? When will he be healed?"

Magistrate Huang Yuan sighed ~IndoMTL.com~ and said: "Xiang Zhang, I can't answer this."

Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment and asked: "What does this mean? Can't you cure it?"

Judge Huang Yuan said: "His Majesty suffered from several illnesses at the same time. The situation is very complicated. We spent a lot of effort to control the disease. If we take care of him slowly, he may be able to recover."

"Is it possible? That means it's not certain? Tell the truth, how long will it take for the Holy Spirit to recover? To what extent can it be restored?"

Magistrate Huang shook his head: "I can't say for sure, it depends on His Majesty's will. If he recovers... he should be able to speak, but he may need help when walking."

Zhang Tan’s heart felt cold.

Huang Yuanpan said it euphemistically. In that situation, he would be half a cripple. Governance can no longer be managed, and even going to court has become a problem.

King An hasn’t taught him yet, so does the Holy One want to...

He returned to the palace. Lu Xiangzheng was talking to the imperial concubine and asked the emperor about his daily life.

Seeing him come back, he said: "Xiang Zhang, the matter has come to this, we can only think on the bright side. After some time, we will wait until the Holy One is better."

What can Zhang Tan say? I can only nod in agreement.

The political affairs hall was busy with affairs. After the prime ministers figured out the situation, they went back to handle government affairs.

Wan Dabao asked the imperial concubine: "Your majesty, you have worked hard all the way, why don't you go back and rest first? There are slaves here, and they will definitely take good care of your majesty."

Concubine Pei shook her head: "It's already this time, how can I have the intention to go back? Ask them to bring their clothes. I will stay here until Your Majesty gets better."

"This..."

Concubine Pei was unmoved: "Go."

Wan Dabao had no choice but to accept.

When the emperor on the bed saw this scene, his dull eyes were slightly moved.