MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 696 Minor illness

  Chapter 696 Minor illness

  In this way, the imperial government can suspend the allocation of grain and grass to Liaodong, and even allocate part of it to northern Xinjiang, and the pressure on the household department will be eased a lot.

In fact, even if the supply is really not enough, it is not impossible for Zhu Biao to get some food. The ocean-going fleet of Jiangyin Marquis Wu Liang on the coast is almost exhausted. Apart from the seven or eight big companies, there are also many small and medium-sized business associations who want to join. , They haven't forgotten the huge profits that the predecessors made in the sea trade during the Song and Yuan Dynasties.

  The people who still dare to organize merchants and want to join Sino-Ocean these days basically have a family of officials and gentry behind them. They may not have other things, but they must have food.

  It has been a practice for thousands of years for aristocratic families to stockpile and store grain in troubled times. As long as they are lucky and strong, and they are not robbed by rebels, and they can be preserved to this day, the amount must not be underestimated.

  In addition, in the past few years since the founding of the country, the imperial court has vigorously encouraged farming and farming, and the tax has been reduced and exempted repeatedly. Although it is mainly for the bottom class people, it is the gentry who really benefited the most...

  The night was getting darker, and it happened that Liu Jin also came back, put on a cloak with red dragon pattern embroidered on a black background, and walked towards the East Palace surrounded by a group of court ladies and eunuchs carrying wind lanterns.

   "My lord is going to rest at Di Liang's place? I want to report to you, servant girl."

  There are two Liangdi in the palace, and they used to carry their surnames when they spoke, but I don't know when Liangdi has become the exclusive pronoun, even if this one is not pregnant with the emperor's heir.

"Um."

  Liu Jin took a lantern from the **** beside him and walked away quickly. Zhu Biao looked at his back, thinking silently whether he loved Li Yan too much.

   It must have been a bit too much, but no one can be ruthless than grass and trees. Reason tells him that even if he really loves him, he should let it go. This is the long-term solution.

People's desires are endless, and if they love too much, Li Yan will inevitably have other thoughts, such as the position of the crown princess. Even if she doesn't plan for herself now, when she has a child in the future, she is willing to let her son be given to another woman. His son bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister?

   In the palace, the fight for the first son, the first wife and the first son, the fight is to be able to inherit the country and the society in a legitimate way.

   "Where is that, why is the light still on?"

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, the people are like this, and the palace is also the same, except for the guards on duty, that is, the servants who follow Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao because they have to wait until late at night because of their official duties, most of the other concubines and servants have gone to bed early. After all, there is nothing else to do.

  The maid on the side took a quick glance and replied: "It's Zhao Chengwei's residence, as for why I don't know."

  Zhu Biao raised his eyebrows slightly. He heard news from one person continuously in a day, and his impression was not deep. I remember that although he was punished, it didn't seem that there was no time limit.

  Glanced over there with a little deep meaning, as if through the window curtain, she saw a figure of a woman copying the commandments at her desk. No matter what her thoughts were, at least her attitude was correct.

  In the current situation, it seems good to have such a person. Since I don't want to be indifferent to Li Yan, in order to prevent Li Yan from focusing on Chang Luohua, it is necessary to find an opponent for her to attract her attention.

   "Let's go."

   After the group walked away, a court lady inside walked up to her own Chengwei and whispered: "His Highness has passed, it seems that he is heading towards Di Liang."

  Zhao Ting'er put down the pen in her hand, covered her mouth with the back of her finger, yawned, then smiled and said: "Put it all away, and write tomorrow."

   "No."

  ………

  Zhu Biao opened his eyes early in the morning, feeling dizzy and aching in the head. He didn't seem to fall asleep that night. Various inexplicable scenes kept appearing in his mind, and he was very tired.

   "Master, you are awake."

"Um."

  Li Yan took a warm towel and gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "You didn't sleep soundly this night. The concubine asked the imperial doctor to come and wait for her early in the morning, and she even cooked herbal porridge."

   "What time is it in the morning?"

   "It's not yet time to go to the morning court. Besides, His Highness's health is the most important thing, so don't go today."

  During the speech, he vaguely heard a few crackling whips, which means that all the officials are preparing to enter the court. Yesterday he ordered the early morning court to be moved forward by an hour, but it turned out that he was late.

  It is impossible for Liu Jin to forget. Li Yan must have stopped her. She sighed helplessly, "Nonsense, there is an important military and state discussion in the court today. Why don't you go and wait for the change of clothes."

   "The concubines don't listen, any important military and state affairs are not as important as going to the country, no matter what you do, you have to see the imperial doctor for breakfast."

   "You, tell Liu Jin to come in."

   "No."

   Not long after, I heard Liu Jin leading two imperial physicians with medicine boxes on their backs: "Two imperial physicians, please come in."

   "The envoy of Weichen Taiyuan Hospital (judged by the left court) Sun Shouzhen Zhao Guangshen pays homage to His Royal Highness, Your Highness will last forever."

The Tai Hospital has set up officials such as Yuan Shi, Tong Zhi, Yuan Judgment, and Dian Bo. , but there are only a few who are qualified to ask the prince for pulse.

Li Yan supported Zhu Biao to lean on the couch, and Zhu Biao felt even more uncomfortable when he got up. During this period of time, Lao Zhu was away. Although Hu Weiyong had pushed a lot of government affairs, he still had a lot of affairs to deal with every day. I don't need a doctor to diagnose it, I know it's caused by long-term hard work and too much thinking.

   "Well, the two lovers sit down first, Liu Jin, you go to pass on the order of the palace, and say that the palace is a little unwell, please ask Hu Xiang to preside over the early court affairs first, and the palace will pass by later."

   "No."

   Naturally, the imperial physician didn't sit down, and stood there in a well-behaved manner. After seeing the crown prince finished giving orders, he raised his head to watch his complexion carefully, and then stepped forward to check the pulse in turn.

  Li Yan asked softly: "How is Your Highness's health? What instructions does the imperial physician have?"

  In fact, she just wanted the imperial doctor to persuade the prince to rest and not go to court.

"Your Highness's pulse condition is a little weak but still stable. There is nothing serious about his body. He is just suffering from overwork and loss of vitality. He was caught by wind evil last night, which caused his mind to be dizzy today. I will go down and cook a few medicines personally. Your Highness remembers the recent past. During this period of time, you should rest early, and you must not be too frequent in intercourse."

   "I know, I have to work hard for the two lovers."

   "I don't dare to say anything about my responsibilities. Your Highness's health is related to the foundation of our Ming Dynasty. You must take care of yourself."

  After a few words of persuasion, the imperial physician hurriedly withdrew. They had to quickly prepare the medicinal materials and then boil them.

   Zhu Biao was about to stay in the bed after the imperial doctor went down, and Li Yan who was anxiously beside him burst into tears: "How can the master not cherish his body so much, where is this concubine!"

  Zhu Biao said helplessly: "You must let me make it easier first, and besides, you have to eat breakfast."

  Li Yan stepped forward to support her and said, "There's no need to collapse, the concubine will just serve you."

He is not used to peeing on the bed, and he doesn't want to drink porridge on the bed, and he still has to go to the court today, even if it's just to take a look. He is the backbone of the court if Lao Zhu is not here. Things will not be messed up.

  It took more than half an hour to go to the toilet, wash, change clothes, have breakfast, and then change into court clothes. However, Zhu Biao's energy was obviously much better after breakfast.

   Liu Jin walked in and said, "Master, the sedan chair is ready."

  Zhu Biao usually doesn’t like riding a sedan chair, and it’s very comfortable to sit and walk all day long, but now he’s really powerless, so he just needs to take a sedan chair to go to the morning court.

  Special circumstances are treated specially. This time, instead of going around Zuoshun Gate from Wenhua Hall to enter Fengtian Hall, you will arrive at Fengtian Hall directly from Chunhe Gate through the middle left gate on the side of Fengtian Hall.

  Before entering the hall, they heard noisy voices. It was obvious that there was no consensus yet, and they were probably arguing about how far the battle would go.

   "His Royal Highness is here!"

Zhu Biao walked up the imperial steps from the side hall and stood on the majesty Dan, turned around and faced the civil and military officials with his hands behind his back. All the officials in the court stopped their voices and stood still, quickly stretched out their hands to tidy up their court uniforms, and bowed neatly to greet them. .

   "The ministers and others pay homage to His Royal Highness, Your Highness is safe forever."

   "Excuse me, gentlemen."

   "Thank you, Your Highness."

  The people hurriedly looked at His Highness the Crown Prince a few times when they got up, and saw that his complexion was slightly unwell, and it seemed that the problem was not serious.

  (end of this chapter)