The Ming Dynasty started with saving the eldest grandson

Chapter 2 The eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty

In a dormitory in the East Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang anxiously walked back and forth in the room.

Ma Xiuying was sitting in the main seat with a sad look on her face.

Sitting next to them were Zhu Biao and Crown Princess Lu, both of whom had worries on their faces.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned faster and faster, and the sound of his footsteps became louder and louder.

Ma Xiuying, who looked a little pale, said impatiently: "Xiao is upset, can you be quiet?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at her, and then sat down next to her honestly.

As if explaining to himself, he said: "We are worried about our darling grandson."

Ma Xiuying glanced at the back room worriedly, "Who isn't? It's just a cold. Why can't it be cured?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily: "It must be that these quack doctors are unwilling to use their heart. If our good grandson has any shortcomings, we will kill them all and bury him with him."

"Bah, bah, bah, what bad words are you talking about?" Ma Xiuying said angrily: "Besides, the imperial doctors have tried their best to treat her, so how can we punish them for this?"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly slapped his mouth: "Look at this mouth, it's nonsense."

Zhu Biao next to him looked at his loving parents. Normally he would be very happy, but today he couldn't laugh.

Lying inside was his eldest son, whom he had doted on since childhood.

It was just wind and cold at first, but unexpectedly it got worse with treatment. A few days ago, I started to have a high fever that wouldn't go away.

He even fainted just now. The doctor came several times, but tried various methods to no avail.

Moreover, the unprecedented solemn expression on the doctor's face also told him that the situation was very bad.

When he thought that he might lose his son, he was heartbroken.

Mrs. Lu noticed her husband's sadness, quietly grabbed his hand and comforted her in a low voice:
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the heroes will save the day."

The comfort from the person beside him made Zhu Biao feel slightly better, but he didn't say anything.

Soon several imperial doctors came out tremblingly, and before anyone could ask questions, they knelt on the ground with a bang:
"Your Majesty, forgive me for my incompetence..."

Zhu Biao felt dizzy and almost couldn't breathe. The frightened Ms. Lu quickly comforted his chest.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes turned red. He stared at several people and said, "If you can't cure your great-grandson's illness, you will be buried with him."

The imperial doctors were trembling with fear and kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life..."

The title 'Tai Sun' has a special meaning, and it does not mean that the emperor's grandson can use this title.

Only grandsons with clear inheritance rights to the throne are qualified to be called grandsons or grandsons.

Although Zhu Xiongying is the eldest grandson, he is the great-grandson according to the "Huang Ming Ancestor Instructions".

But the ancestral precepts belong to the ancestral precepts. After all, he has not been canonized and cannot be called grandson.

Zhu Yuanzhang himself usually calls him eldest grandson, good grandson, etc., but he just spoke out his heart in a hurry.

Naturally, no one cared about the title at this moment, except Crown Princess Lu, who had a complicated look on her face.

Afraid of being noticed by others, she immediately lowered her head and pretended to continue to be happy for Zhu Biao.

While Zhu Yuanzhang was forcing the imperial doctor, he suddenly heard the palace maid shouting in panic:
"My lady, what's wrong with you, lady?"

When she turned around to look, she found that Ma Xiuying couldn't bear the blow and fainted.

He rushed over, picked up Ma Xiuying and ran to the back room. There was no trace of a 54-year-old man at all.

"What are you still doing? Come in and heal the queen."

The imperial doctors didn't dare to delay, so they rolled and crawled into the back room.

Things happened so fast that Zhu Biao was a little stunned.

When he came to his senses, he no longer cared about himself, and quickly stood up and followed in with Lu's help.Zhu Yuanzhang had already placed Ma Xiuying on a small bed.

This is a temporary bed for the convenience of taking care of Zhu Xiongying.

On the big bed inside this small bed, there was a seven or eight-year-old boy lying.

It was Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty.

But at this time, he became the ignored one, and everyone looked at Ma Xiuying worriedly.

Compared with this Lord, he does not seem so important.

In order to survive, the imperial doctors naturally used all their skills to determine the condition after a quick diagnosis.

Fainting caused by fatigue and excessive sadness can be treated with peace of mind.

In order to confirm his diagnosis, an imperial doctor took a silver needle and pricked it a few times, and Ma Xiuying actually woke up.

Now everyone felt relieved.

Ma Xiuying didn't care about herself. She struggled to get up to see Zhu Xiongying as soon as she woke up.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't persuade her no matter what, so he could only pick her up and put her in front of Zhu Xiongying.

Looking at his flushed face and recalling the scene of him calling the emperor's grandmother at Cheng Huan's knees, Ma Xiuying's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Zhu Biao was afraid that she would be too sad and hurt her body, so he stepped forward and persuaded: "Mom, don't worry, Xiongying will be fine. Let's go out first and let the imperial doctor treat him properly."

Ma Xiuying ignored him, but looked at the imperial doctor and asked with a choked voice: "You guys, tell me the truth, what's wrong with this child?"

The imperial doctors looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to speak.

"Say it with confidence, I guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

"Thank you for your grace." With these words, several people quickly expressed their gratitude as if they were pardoned.

Then one of the imperial doctors said: "Great Sun... I have nothing to do..."

Ma Xiuying swayed, and Zhu Yuanzhang was so frightened that he quickly supported her:
"Don't listen to these quack doctors. I have posted a royal list, and I will soon find a famous doctor to treat my dear grandson."

Ma Xiuying ignored him, but wiped away her tears and asked calmly: "How long?"

The imperial doctor hesitated for a moment, then said bravely: "An hour, no more than two hours at most."

Ma Xiuying stood up and performed a Wanfu salute to all the imperial doctors. They were so frightened that they quickly fell to their knees.

"I have no other request. I just ask that you use all your skills to try your best to treat him."

"If it succeeds, the royal family will be very grateful. If it doesn't succeed...even if this child's life is miserable, I can't blame you."

"Yes." Several people quickly took orders and started treatment again.

Generally, doctors who treat noble people have some special methods.These methods are very dangerous and should not be used on ordinary days.

It will only be taken out when it is most critical.

For example, if the emperor is dying, they will use this method to make a last attempt.

Even if the disease cannot be cured, the emperor must wake up and leave his last words before he dies.

Previously, they were afraid of taking responsibility and did not dare to use this method on Zhu Xiongying.

Now that Queen Ma has spoken, she naturally has no reservations.

However, after many attempts, there was still no effect, and the doctors were completely at their wits' end.

Ma Xiuying and Zhu Biao were already in tears. Even Zhu Yuanzhang had tears in his eyes and raised his head to prevent the tears from falling.

At this moment, a big man in brocade clothes walked straight in: "Report... Your Majesty, someone has revealed the imperial list."

(End of this chapter)