Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 296 A single spark can start a prairie fire

The imperial physician walked to the bed and felt his pulse, his left hand, and then his right hand, with a solemn look on his face.

Liu Qi's heart was pounding when he saw this. Looking at this, the King of Yue was in trouble. King Qin was disappointed this time, and he would probably be very happy when he heard the news. Are you happy or unhappy?

Liu Qi took a peek at the Yue King's face and quickly turned back.

I remembered that many years ago, when the late empress was still there, the palace was peaceful, the former prince and the King of Yue were happily married to each other, and the late empress was kind and generous to others. At that time, the palace never heard that anyone was missing or was punished in battle.

Liu Qi suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and sighed secretly.

Asked the imperial doctor: "Physician, how is it?"

The imperial doctor touched her again and then took her hand back. He bowed solemnly to Zhao Guangyuan and said, "Your Highness's body has been strained too much. If this continues for a long time, his lifespan may be affected."

Liu Qi was stunned for a moment. Are all members of that family short-lived? Another sense of regret arose in my heart.

However, Cao Cuo let out a cry, rushed forward and grabbed the imperial doctor's hand, "Our Highness has lived ten years of poverty and depression. He has no one to live for. If his life span is reduced, how can I be worthy of the First Queen?" Entrusted? Please ask the imperial doctor to save our highness!"

Ten years of poverty and depression?

Liu Qi turned his attention to the King of Yue again. Seeing that there was no wave on his face, it seemed as if the imperial doctor immediately told him that he didn't have much time left, and it didn't affect his mood. Is this bearish?

With such a King of Yue, the capital is still speculating on his purpose of opening a library and donating food to the victims?

Liu Qi sighed. Sure enough, I have a dirty heart and everything I look at is dirty. Although he was also dirty, he would not go so far as to add insult to injury to the King of Yue who was already in such a miserable state.

He also helped Cao Cuo ask the imperial doctor, "Please ask the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine. Make sure the king of Yue is in good health so as not to worry the emperor."

Zhao Guangyuan lay on the bed and closed his eyes, "Everyone, please go out. Don't make any noise. I'm tired."

It's not that he's tired. His horse has been galloping for days, and he can't sleep for even an hour or two a day. His horse is foaming at the top of his lungs. How can he not be tired? Isn't it too much strain? Loss of longevity? That must not be the case.

He wants to live a long life and live a good life with Xia'er and Changzhi.

Then I went to Xia'er's place and then went to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. Otherwise, Xia'er might be worried.

As for the imperial doctors here...the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital are naturally very good. Zhao Guangyuan slowly opened his eyes and saw that Cao Cuo was about to lead people out and said, "Give the doctor a reward for his hard work."

Cao Cuo responded: "Yes."

The imperial doctor also turned around to thank him, glanced at the bed, and when he saw the King of Yue looking towards him, he hurriedly lowered his head.

When he walked outside, he saw Liu Qi asking about it and exaggerating the condition several times. This time, not only was the strain excessive, but his lifespan was really affected, and he could not have any heirs, which was categorical.

Liu Qi knew what he was talking about. Just keep silent.

The next day, Liu Qi walked around the imperial mausoleum and the palace. The emperor ordered that half of the fields in the imperial mausoleum should be planted with watermelons next year. Liu Qi went to the fields to have a look, and even went to the small field opened by the King of Yue. .

Seeing that the King of Yue was taking care of the crops and planting vegetables that were growing better than those in the fields of the tomb households, he took a closer look and thought about reporting it to the emperor when he went back. Maybe the emperor felt sorry for the King of Yue and allowed the King of Yue to return to the palace in the capital to recuperate. Then he can be considered as doing a practical thing for the late queen.

A hint of happiness actually rose in my heart.

Without much delay, he took the people away at noon the next day.

Cao Cuo breathed a sigh of relief, "I finally left. I'm going to see the prince's small vegetable shed. I wonder if I can see the flowers." Cao Cuo was very unhappy. This Liu Qi, when he was in the palace, he was still cleaning the toilets for the empresses of the palaces. After a short time, he became a celebrity around the emperor.

Fortunately, the prince was not here, and he did not forget to ask Lin Qiu Shan to take care of the vegetable shed every day. The prince had been guarding the imperial mausoleum for ten years, and his daily life was just copying scriptures, cleaning the imperial mausoleum, and planting flowers and grass. You have been growing vegetables for ten years, but your craftsmanship is still no better than that of ordinary people?

He came over with a bowl of boiled medicine and said, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

Zhao Guangyuan smelled it and tilted his head in disgust, "No need to drink it."

Previously, when Liu Qi was here, he was just showing off, and he was overstrained on the road these days, and he really needed to replenish his body, so he pinched his nose and drank for two days, but now there was no need for it.

No matter how many spoonfuls of sugar this concoction is filled with, it will make your lips and tongue taste bitter, so the pills from Xia'er are more convenient.

Cao Cuo persuaded the prince a few times, but when he saw that the prince refused to drink, he had no choice but to give it up and let someone drink it. Seeing the prince sitting in front of the desk, looking through the reports of arrivals in the capital these days, as well as various news, he was busy like Fang Er, one on the left and the other on the right, reporting various important matters to Zhao Guangyuan...

"Right now, everyone in the capital is talking about the prince's donation of food. I'm afraid that the prince's move has attracted the attention of interested people." Fang Er was a little worried. The prince had been planning for many years, but why did he suddenly come to the forefront?

Do you think the time has come?

I couldn't help but feel a surge in my heart. Damn the mausoleum! Their princes should be like other princes, listening to music and enjoying music in the palace in the capital, drinking and feasting every day, and being as happy as they want.

"The number of people waiting to enter Qiya Library is increasing day by day, and the reservation numbers issued have been queued for half a month. The food donations from the students who entered the library previously reached 200,000 dan."

Zhao Guangyuan paused while turning over the paper.

"Two hundred thousand shi?" Nearly half of the people who come to the library to read are students from poor families. Can they donate 200,000 shi?

"Where's the food donation list?"

"Here." Cao Cuo dug out a booklet from a pile of case files and handed it to Zhao Guangyuan.

Zhao Guangyuan took it and opened it with a serious look. There are many people listed above, and the amounts of food donated vary from one stone to one thousand or ten thousand stones.

One stone of grain in Beijing costs about 800 liters, and students from poor families can only get more than a dozen liters from copying a book. It is not easy to donate one stone of grain. There were so many people donating one or two stones of food on the booklet that Zhao Guangyuan looked at them one by one...

After reading it, I was stunned for a long time.

Clicking on the book, "Notify the library to visit all the people who donated food one by one, express gratitude in the name of the king, and issue them with entry vouchers for the fifth-floor solitary library. They can use the voucher to enter the fifth-floor solitary library. Read the book three times.”

"In addition, for those who donate more than a hundred shi of food, some gifts will be given in return. For those who donate 10,000 shi, let the curator go there in person."

He also pointed to those who donated one or two stones and said, "Let the library check whether these are poor students and see if they have any difficulties in Beijing. We should take care of them and make it easier for them to borrow books from the library."

Those who donated hundreds of thousands of stones and thousands of stones of food were probably from small families with little assets, especially those who donated thousands of stones. They were all from the capital. Since they were willing to make friends, Zhao Guangyuan would not be cold-hearted to them. And those students who donated a stone or two, secretly win over them, maybe they will have a chance to take the imperial examination in the future, these will also be his help in the future.

The person who donated food in this book...

Zhao Guangyuan glanced at them one by one. Anyone with 10% or 20% of them who could be used could start a fire.

(End of this chapter)