Mo Yanliang

Chapter 80 It's Time to Get Sick (Part [-])
Officials have reached the level of Wen Jing, and almost every government office has his people, and Tai Hospital is no exception.

For the past ten years, his body has been treated by Imperial Physician Zhang, and apart from the two of them, no third person knows about his condition.

About half an hour later, Doctor Zhang rushed to Wenfu.

Wen Chengzong invited him into the inner room and came to Wen Jing's bedside.

"Doctor Zhang, show my father quickly."

At this time, Wen Jing had fallen into a coma, and his face had changed from livid to light golden.

Lu Shi, who was wiping away tears for a while, held his breath, fearing that he would hear any bad news from Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang was also taken aback by Wen Jing's expression.

A few days ago, he just had a pulse check with Wen Xiang, and his health is very stable. Although the old diseases cannot be cured, they can be controlled.

There are also those pills, which he carefully prepared according to the secret recipe handed down from his ancestors, which have been proved to be extremely safe and effective after generations of use.

As long as Wenxiang can take it on time and maintain emotional stability, the condition will basically not get worse in 20 years.

Today's situation is definitely a lot of stimulation.

Doctor Zhang did not dare to neglect, and immediately began to diagnose the pulse.

Time passed bit by bit, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Doctor Zhang withdrew his hand and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise the consequences would be immeasurable.

Wen Chengzong hurriedly said, "How is my father's condition?"

"Mr. Xiang has suffered from heart disease since he was a child. As he grows older and has been busy with affairs for many years, his condition has worsened."

Lu couldn't care less about being reserved, and asked: "How serious is it, and can it be cured?"

Grand Physician Zhang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Madam, don't worry, the pills prepared by the lower officials are very effective.

Mr. Xiang is just too tired and needs a good life to support him for a period of time. "

Having worked in Tai Hospital for many years, he certainly knows what to say under certain circumstances.

Wen Xiang has been an official for decades, and he has experienced all kinds of turmoil. It is mostly because of family affairs that he can be so severely stimulated.

Housework inevitably involves privacy, so it's better for him to avoid messing with it.

Wen Chengzong's heart that he had been holding on to finally fell back to its original place.

Father is not only the pillar of the Wen family, but also the backbone of the prince's party.

If something happened to his old man, everything would be over.

"Then I would like to ask Mr. Zhang to take more care, and I will leave my father's body to you."

"Your Majesty must do his best."

In the evening, Wen Jing finally woke up, and his face was slightly better.

He raised his hand, motioning for the eldest son who was guarding the bed to come closer.

Wen Chengzong almost burst into tears.

In his almost 30 years of life, he has never been so afraid.

"What's your father's order?" He gently held Wen Jing's hand.

"What about that traitor?"

"The third brother already knows that he was wrong. When you get better, your son will make him make amends."

Wen Jing looked extremely depressed.

Wen Chengzong persuaded: "Physician Zhang said that your old disease relapsed because of your overwork, and you will need a good life to take care of it for a period of time.

Your son has just submitted a paperwork to ask you for leave. His Majesty has always been tolerant, so you can rest at home at ease. "

Wen Jing showed a wry smile.

So what if he doesn't feel at ease, he can't even give up this old life.

His Majesty may be tolerant on weekdays. When an important minister like him falls ill, not only will he send someone to greet him in person, but he will also reward him with valuable rewards.

But what is the situation now?
The envoys from Yu State were not kind, and it was time for someone to make suggestions.

He suddenly reported his illness, what would others think, what would His Majesty think?
"Are you still worried about the affairs of the DPRK and China?" Wen Chengzong asked cautiously.

"Da Lang, I'm afraid we will have a hard time in the future."

"Father……"

"Your Majesty has always been suspicious. He will definitely suspect that he is pretending to be sick if he accepts the book for his father at this time."

"But you are really sick, Your Majesty can't..."

Wen Jing shook his head: "There's nothing you can't do. To tell you the truth for my father, I'm afraid the crown prince will die. We have to think about a way out in advance."

Wen Chengzong was shocked.

In the past few years, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was indeed often reprimanded by His Majesty, but he was never really punished.

Occasionally, the father would be dissatisfied with the prince in words, but his support for him never wavered.

Today he suddenly said that the crown prince is dying, and he even planned to find another way out. Did he really think so, or was he disheartened because of his serious illness?
"Is my father worrying too much? I think His Majesty still dotes on His Highness the Crown Prince, otherwise every time..."

Wen Jing didn't want to explain too much, and said: "Anyway, you remember what you said as a father, it is not a good thing for us to get too involved with His Highness the Crown Prince.

In the past few years, the Wen family has been too popular in Beijing, so they simply took this opportunity to restrain their edge.

For your father to recuperate at home, if there is anything nasty in the court, don't bother with others. "

Wen Chengzong scratched his palm hard.

No wonder those officials in the court secretly said that his father was an old fox.

Just now he said that because of this illness, His Majesty would be suspicious, and in an instant he had a new plan.

Wen Jing warned again: "You and I both need to know about this matter, but you must not let your mother know.

Also keep an eye on your fourth brother, don't let him keep running into the emperor's eldest grandson's mansion. "

"Son remembered."

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As Wen Jing expected, Feng Huang was really dissatisfied with him.

He tore Wen Chengzong's notebook in half and threw it far away, and Eunuch An who was waiting on the side did not dare to breathe.

Although Imperial Physician Zhang is close to Wen's family, he still does not dare to deceive His Majesty.

It's not stupid to hear about it, how could it be possible to shrink back at this time?

Fenghuang was still puzzled, and continued to scold: "It's really time to be sick, what an idiot! Thanks to my trust in him all these years, I used this trick at a critical moment!"

While scolding Wen Jing, he couldn't help thinking of Grand Master Xia.

Xia Ning has always acted impeccably, and sometimes even he feels scared.

But he is capable and dare to take responsibility, and he will never leave difficult things to him.

In short, it is much better than Wen Jing!

"Xiao Anzi."

"The old slave is here, what orders does His Majesty have?"

"Later, you send someone to Wen's house to have a look, and pack up a large box of the medicine residue left by insects in the imperial pharmacy and send it to Wen Jing, so that he can have a good life for a year or so!"

Eunuch An wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Your Majesty is now old, and sometimes has a temper like a child.

If you are really dissatisfied with Wen Xiang, why not just let him retire and return home.

Bringing a large box of medicine dregs to visit, that would not make people mad.

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to contradict Feng Huang.

"Yes, this old servant will go to the imperial pharmacy and pick out a box of herbs."

"You old bastard!" Feng Huang scolded with a smile: "I just said that casually, do you take it seriously?
If you really send a lot of rotten medicinal materials, where will I put my face? "

"That old slave..."

"Don't pay attention to him, I want to see how long he can pretend!"

(End of this chapter)