Riding the Pheonix Chapter 765: Gaffe

When Zhang Tan returned to the political hall, it was already filled with excitement.

He coughed heavily.

The other prime ministers saw him coming back and hurriedly gathered around him.

"Xiang Zhang, how about King An?"

"Yes! Can you save me?"

Zhang Tan explained Zhong Yue's diagnosis: "...except Zhong Yue, no one else dares to say that it can be cured."

Everyone was silent.

After a while, someone finally said: "The Holy One doesn't know yet, does he? Does Zhang Xiang want to tell you?"

It is difficult for the emperor to even speak now. How can he dare to report King An's injury before he gets the exact information? What if the emperor died in a fit of anger?

Zhang Tan said: "Your Majesty, in this situation, our political affairs hall must first come up with an opinion. Everyone, what do you think should happen if King An is like this?"

This is equivalent to asking them whether they should give up King An.

It was about establishing a prince, and the emperor was in danger. No one dared to speak for a while, and they were all thinking about their little Jiujiu.

After a while, someone finally tried: "Except for King An, there is no one else. The fourth prince and the fifth prince are eleven and ten years old, so they are a bit young."

Zhang Tan sighed: "That's right. King An's leg injury is not inevitable, it just takes a little longer. The fourth and fifth princes are still innocent."

He said it euphemistically, not innocent, but to put it bluntly, he has no talent and is mediocre.

Although King An's qualifications are average, he is old enough and has a son and a daughter. If he can succeed, the situation will at least be stable. If he were a young prince, he would inevitably be suspicious of his country and make people uneasy.

But continue to insist on King Li An...

"Xiang Zhang, isn't this inappropriate?" Sure enough, someone came out and said, "Now that King An has fallen like this, we don't know whether he will be better or not. Just based on Zhong Yue's words, we are convinced? What's more, the ceremony Above, are you asking King An to drag his injured leg? This would be too..."

Sure enough, someone immediately followed up: "Yes! This is outrageous! Is Zhong Yue the only one who says it can be cured? Everyone else says it can't be cured, right? Even if we believe it, how can we make the world believe it?"

If King An's legs are not healed, even the younger fourth prince will not be able to support him.

How can a person with a disability ascend to the throne of God?

Zhengshitang remains controversial.

Zhang Tan could only say: "Then please ask Your Majesty to make a decision!"

There are still people who oppose this proposal.

"Prime Minister Zhang, how can your Majesty make decisions like this?"

Zhang Tan was a little impatient: "Then what do you want?"

"A court meeting!" the man said, "This is a major national event and should be decided jointly by all officials."

Zhang Tan glanced over with cold eyes, only to see the other person's eyes flickering, obviously he already had someone he wanted to support.

He sneered in his heart and replied lightly: "Okay, let's discuss it in court!"

When he stepped out of the door, Zhang Tan glanced at Guo Xu. He was usually very active in discussing matters, but this time he was as listless and silent as an eggplant beaten by frost.

I asked you to hug An Wang’s thigh, but you didn’t expect this to happen, right?

He felt a little happy.

Zhang Tan returned to his home.

The leaves of the tree in front of the study door fell all over the ground. Winter is really coming.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, lost in thought for a while.

When he turned around, there was someone else in the room.

This man's face is ordinary, but his ape-like back and wasp-waisted temperament are so serious that it makes people stay away.

"My subordinate has met Xing Guan." He bowed down.

Zhang Tan looked at him and sighed: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still the same."

The man raised his head and smiled faintly: "Master Xingguan is much older."

"Haha, how can I not grow old if I wallow in power every day?" Zhang Tan laughed at himself.

He sat down and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit down."

The man stood up and sat down opposite him. His sitting posture was very upright, with a somewhat military temperament.

"After many years, Xing Guan summoned his subordinates, are they going to return to the world again?"

Zhang Tandao: "I can't talk about returning to the world, but recently I feel vaguely that someone seems to be eyeing me."

"Oh? Who is so bold?"

"I came to you because I want to know the answer." Zhang Tan's eyes flashed and he lowered his voice, "Go and find out whether King An's injury was a coincidence or someone premeditated it."

"Is this the first mission?"

"Yes!" Zhang Tan lowered his eyelids, "Besides, summon the stars and gather in Yunjing!"

"Yes!"

This person came silently and left quickly.

In just a blink of an eye, the study returned to calm.

Zhang Tan slowly packed up the desk. He pulled his hand somewhere, and a small box popped out.

He picked up the seal inside.

When he first put it in, he thought that the next time he took it out, it might be time to find an heir.

I didn’t expect that I would be forced to this point.

From the moment the emperor became ill, everything was out of his control.

The missing and returned Huang Yuanjian, the framed eldest prince, and King An who broke his leg.

One link after another.

He seemed to be able to see a shadow behind him, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.

As for the goal, it is naturally the supreme position!

He wanted to see where the ghosts and monsters came from!

……

Yang Shu went to the palace to visit.

Concubine Pei was very happy: "Ayan is back? Call him quickly."

The emperor was awake and was drinking the soup one spoonful at a time, being served by his concubine.

Hearing the report, his eyes darkened.

Not long after, Yang Shu came.

He saluted respectfully: "I bow to the Holy One and meet the Empress."

The emperor opened his mouth, and Wan Dabao hurriedly leaned in to listen.

"Your Majesty asked, where is King An?"

Yang Shu looked confused and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, why don't you wait for him to come to see you later?"

With this, the emperor suddenly became suspicious and moved his lips urgently.

Wan Dabao sent a message: "Your Majesty asks you to answer truthfully."

Yang Shu couldn't help but look at Concubine Pei.

Just as Concubine Pei was about to open her mouth, the emperor waved his hand.

He became excited, his hands were trembling, and he looked at Yang Shu with anger in his eyes.

Wan Dabao said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, don't be anxious, Divine Doctor Zhong has ordered..."

When Yang Shu saw it, he hurriedly found an excuse to escape: "I'll call Divine Doctor Zhong."

Zhong Yue just happened to come out of Prince An's Mansion and enter the palace for follow-up consultation.

Wan Dabao welcomed him in as if he had seen a savior: "Doctor Zhong, you came just in time, your Majesty suddenly became anxious..."

Yang Shu waited outside for a while, and the emperor's condition finally stabilized.

Zhong Yue wiped his sweat and went to refill the medicine. Concubine Pei came out to talk to Yang Shu.

After saying a few words, things started to get chaotic again.

The chamberlain's sharp voice came: "Oh no, His Majesty has passed away!"

Zhong Yue rushed in ~IndoMTL.com~ and saw the emperor's head tilted to one side, in a coma, with bloodshot eyes around his mouth.

He felt his pulse, frowned and asked, "What's going on? Didn't you say that His Majesty can't be excited? What have you done?"

The medicine boy he brought into the palace knelt down with a plop, trembling: "Sir, please forgive me! Your Majesty just asked, how is His Royal Highness King An, so I said..."

"What did you say?"

"I said... His Highness's legs don't matter. With Mr. here, he will be able to walk as usual in three to five years..."

Zhong Yue was so angry that he wanted to slap him to death: "How could you say that?"

The medicine boy hugged his thigh and cried: "I don't know! I thought His Majesty was worried about His Royal Highness, Prince An, so I comforted him..."

This is not a relief, it is simply a reminder!

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