The imperial doctor was very fast.

Chu Yunsheng was hurriedly escorted into the side hall, and all the civil and military officials followed him, leaving the Taiji Hall ablaze and the palace lanterns slumped.

Lu Fenglou was sitting outside the half-draped gauze curtain, looking at the elderly doctor's pulse with neither anger nor joy, his eyes fell on the regent's old strong and strong hand, and he could see a few traces of it for no reason. grayed out.

The brazier in the side hall was not prosperous, but the old lady doctor sweated more and more on her forehead, her gray hair on the temples became wet in an instant, and her back, the official uniform, collapsed on her spine, and it was unbearably heavy. A little further away, at the screen, stood a few high-ranking officials, with their eyes fixed on their backs, with different emotions.

"How?" Lu Fenglou asked.

The old doctor stopped on Chu Yunsheng's wrist, his fingers froze, shaking slightly, wiping the sweat on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Go back to your majesty, my lord... this is a hit. poison."

On the New Year's Eve banquet, the monarch and his ministers celebrated together, but the regent of the dynasty was poisoned. This was like a turbulent undercurrent, a calm lake suddenly smashed into a stone, and countless traps and rapids were exposed in an instant—— The old doctor was terrified, knelt on the ground, and buried his head deeply.

"poison?"

Lu Fenglou got up and looked down at the dark traces on the sleeves of Chu Yunsheng's robe: "Does Aiqing know what kind of poison is in the Prince Regent, and how to solve it?"

The old doctor was silent for a moment, his voice trembling: "...The old minister is incompetent, I don't know."

The sight of those straight nails behind him faded a little, but the old doctor's back trembled even more.

Outside the porch, a howling wind beat the snow, smashing against the doors and windows.

The sporadic snow flakes got into the window lattice, turned into water, and infiltrated the coldness into the air.

Lu Fenglou stood beside the bed and stared at Chu Yunsheng's pale and gray face, a little numbly waking up with the coolness that seemed to be absent.  didn't like the hateful face inside, so he raised his hand and lowered the gauze curtain at the head of the bed halfway, then turned around and commanded: "The rest of the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital are also called ."

Someone from the palace opened the curtain and hurried away, bringing a chilly wind.

Several ministers at the screen shrank their necks from the cold, and looked at each other.

Dai Shangshu, who was in charge of the Ministry of Personnel, pulled up his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the regent has been poisoned. If the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital want to heal, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort. Nowadays, there are many things to reform in the court. It all depends on the Regent's single-handed control, and now that the Regent is down, the reform"

‌The tone paused, then looked up at Lu Fenglou: "Just stop for a while."

He spoke to the emperor, but few ministers were sincere.

Instead, it's like a coffin.

Tonight's blood-stained Fengtian sword can certainly kill people, but if there is no person holding the sword, no matter how sharp and noble a sword is, it will be no different from scrap iron.

Suddenly, Lu Fenglou was too lazy to act again in the drama where he was so angry that he had to endure humiliation and burden.

 looked sideways at the few ministers with flickering eyes, the corners of his lips moved, and a sense of laziness evoked a smile: "I don't understand what Dai Aiqing said, I don't care about that."

"Stop or stop, if it doesn't matter to me, I don't know."

Lu Fenglou waved his hand, and the palace servant behind him immediately served a cup of hot tea, "It's just that it's not a matter of reforming the law or making a mess, it's all the teacher's business. The teacher loves to take care of it. Forget it, but if you accidentally wake up—Manchu civil and military, and a few others who are as upright as Lu Yushi, dare to offer their heads to remonstrate loyal ministers with blood?"

Closing his eyes and resting, the head of the Zhao family opened his eyes, and his gaze went over the shoulders of several ministers and landed on Lu Fenglou's face - the face was handsome and beautiful, with a full smile. mean, can't see the slightest bit of scorn and ridicule.

No one knew where Chu Yunsheng hid the little emperor during this time.

But now, when look at it, take it and peel it off, revealing the thorns.

Dai Shangshu pressed down for a few seconds and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's praise, under the Jiuquan of Lu Yushi, must be deeply moved. Just no matter what the crime of Yushi Lu, the law will be the law, and the law will be done. According to the law, the case should be filed and tried according to the regulations. The regent draws his sword in the palace to kill people, ignores the law, and collides with the Holy One, it is really rebellious..."

"Teacher holds the Heavenly Sword, which was given by the late emperor. You can cut it first and then play it." Lu Fenglou took a sip of tea and cut off Dai Shangshu's words, "I don't dare to convict me, and I dare not go against my father and emperor. Will Dai Aiqing be considerate?"

Lu Fenglou held the tea bowl and laughed slowly.

Dai Shangshu raised his head: "I think for His Majesty's sake."

The hall was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, the two palace servants carefully lifted the thick door curtain and leaned in from the door of the palace: "Your Majesty, all the imperial physicians are here."

The tea bowl was pressed on the table with a bang, and Lu Fenglou's white fingertips clasped the lid of the bowl with a thin white porcelain tire. The sound was neither light nor heavy: "Come in."

The curtains were opened, and a dozen imperial physicians filed in with their medicine boxes, and turned into the screen one by one to diagnose the pulse. The rest of them were waiting outside the screen, sitting with their ministers, silent and uneasy.

Dai Shangshu watched the imperial physicians sweating profusely, and shook his head in turn, the breath in his heart eased a little - no matter how powerful he was, once he fell, he was just like a dead man. Only if he really died and woke up again, that would be a really bad thing.

But this person is not easy to fall down, how can he let him climb out of hell?

It's too much to want to press it back into my hands.

Dai Shangshu's gaze shifted slightly and landed on the Zhao family not far away.

If Zhao Patriarch felt something, he glanced at the waiting imperial doctor outside, and nodded slightly towards Dai Shangshu.

Dai Shangshu loosened his shoulders and lowered his eyes.

And just when the imperial physicians were helpless and wiped away their sweat, there was another sound of hurried footsteps outside, and a guard rushed in in a panic and hurriedly bowed: "Report to Your Majesty! Eight hundred miles to rush the battle report! There are ‌ Zhou troops around the North City, the number of which is unknown, and it is suspected that they are attacking the city!"

As soon as this statement came out, it exploded in the hall like a thunder.

The peace talks were only a few days away, and just after the Zhou embassy left the territory of Jin, another Zhou army invaded the territory. This was like a bolt from the blue.

There were even a few old doctors who fell from their chairs and sat down when the guards notified them, panicking.

Only compared with the reactions of the imperial physicians, whether the courtiers in the hall or the emperor sat beside the bed, they were all calmer.

As if this battle report was only expected.

Lu Fenglou held the tea bowl, his chest slowly heaved twice before he looked at the guard who was kneeling on the ground: "The peace talks have just ended, Zhou Hao kept his word, how could he invade my border for no reason? There may be some misunderstandings in this.”

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"His Majesty."

Having been watching from the sidelines, Patriarch Zhao suddenly spoke up.

Lu Fenglou's back was slightly tight, and his expression remained unmoved.

The head of the Zhao family was only an idler in the court, but no one dared to be an idler.

With a humble and gentle look on his face, he bowed and saluted, with a little worry and melancholy on his eyebrows, and said, "Your Majesty, you can't praise Zhou Zhi at this time. It is good to come up with a solution. If it is true as your Majesty said, or there is a misunderstanding, then you should also send an envoy to quickly lead the troops to the border to resolve the misunderstanding. If there is no misunderstanding, Then I, Jin, can't be so spineless, indulge the Zhou army's invasion, and at least resist one."

Lu Fenglou had already guessed the follow-up, but he didn't care, so he asked according to the farce tonight: "But now the teacher is poisoned and unconscious, and there is no one in the court to lead troops."

Sure enough, an indifferent general of the British army walked around the screen and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty! My minister Bei Hanfeng, I would like to lead the troops to Lubei!"

Finally, all the fangs were exposed.

Poisoned Chu Yunsheng, stopped the reform, and seized military power. Then, the aristocratic family and Jiangmen teamed up to hold a New Year's Eve banquet.

The Regent's minions are all over the palace and inside, but compared to the forces outside the palace, the palace is obviously much smaller, even less than the family. So chose the New Year's Eve banquet instead of Xuanwumen. The palace gate was blocked for a few hours, and when everything was a foregone conclusion, it was too late for any response from outside the palace.

The dragons have no heads, and the tiger talismans change hands. They can't do it all at once, but they also have the best time.

If you win, that's fine.

If he loses, he decides to stop the reform, Dai Shangshu, takes the military power, and controls Bei Hanfeng, and what does he have to do with the aristocratic family?

Zhao Patriarch looked at Lu Fenglou steadily, and his heart was calm.

"General North wants military power?"

Lu Fenglou asked.

Bei Hanfeng didn't think that the little emperor would ask such a straightforward question. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the unconscious man on the bed. The anger and anger in his heart slowly condensed. Soon, he was arrogant and domineering in the courtroom, refusing to hand over the figure of the tiger talisman. Like a sharp bloody nail, it was deeply stuck in his eyes.

After calming down a bit, Bei Hanfeng replied, "I have no intention of using the tiger talisman, I only temporarily replace the military power to quell the external turmoil. I also ask Your Majesty's permission!"

Temporarily replace military power, but don't know how long it will be replaced.

Since Lu Fenglou was enthroned, he has been entangled with the evil wolves outside for don't know how long. It's just that more or less from now on, there is a new target that stops at the head, so that only those huge mouths and fangs are seen drooling with blood, but they have never been caught. It bites and devours.

If these wolves were staring at the throat, this would be the first time.

It is very clear that since the noble family and the generals have chosen to attack today, they must be fully prepared.

He was calculating in his heart, and he was not allowed to feel panic or excitement, only a low and cold smile came out of his mouth: "General Bei, Zhao Aiqing, you should be all right. Jin talent."

Bei Hanfeng was startled.

Patriarch Zhao frowned, looking at Lu Fenglou with a strong smile on his face.

Lu Fenglou's voice was calm and calm, and he couldn't hear much emotion: "If a Jin person betrays Jin, then he will be conspiring to betray the country, which is a very serious crime. But compared to collusion with foreign enemies, I believe even more that this battle report is completely non-existent."

"Just after the end of the peace talks, there were troops in Zhou Zhou, and it was such a good thing, but it was reported after the regent was poisoned and comatose. It is reasonable, as long as you have a little brain, you can't believe this. But at this moment, I have to believe it."

"‌If I believe it, I may still be a confused emperor for a few days. If I don't believe it—"

Lu Fenglou laughed softly and slowly finished the cold tea in the tea bowl.

There was silence in the hall.

There were many ministers whose color suddenly changed, and they dared not look up.

Bei Hanfeng seemed a little unbelievable, that this faint puppet actually had such a scheming thought and dared to make such a statement, so he looked at the Zhao family head in surprise.

The head of the Zhao family frowned slightly and loosened his brows slightly, but his attitude was still respectful: "Your Majesty has smashed a small minister. The Zhao family has been loyal and good for generations.

 looked up at Lu Fenglou, "Although the battle report is false, the border chaos is true. If Your Majesty is unwilling to take back the regent's military power and hand over the gate, then I'm afraid... Lubei will be at a loss."

This cannot be understood any more.

After handing over military power, no matter whether there is a Zhou army on the border, it will be fine. If you don't give military power, then even if there is no Zhou army, there will be chaos.

Lu Fenglou had known for a long time that the family and the people of Li were all stubborn. But even so, he still felt a chill in his heart: "I never thought that Zhao Aiqing would be so arrogant and cut Lubei for me."

Zhao Patriarch bowed his head: "How dare you."

Lu Fenglou clasped the lid of the tea bowl and said, "I will pay it, and I will pay it if I don't. I have been very grateful for my life since I could live two more months, and I will definitely live two more months."

Bei Hanfeng immediately said: "Your Majesty Shengming."

Lu Fenglou glanced at him and felt that he was also galloping on the battlefield, but Bei Hanfeng, the young general, couldn't compare to the old man in the bed tent.

 Listening to the wind and snow outside, he said lightly: "It's not impossible to take back the tiger talisman, but the imperial doctor has not finished reading, and the teacher is still lying on this bed not knowing whether to live or die, and now it is urgent to arrange after However, there is something wrong with it, and it is rumored that it has tarnished my good reputation."

"Why don't we talk about this after a few imperial physicians have finished their diagnosis and prescribed medicine?"

Lu Fenglou looked at the Zhao family.

The Zhao family sneered in his heart, the little emperor was so incompetent for so many years, what kind of reputation is he talking about. Just being so anxious, it really doesn't look good. For a few hours or so, there are powerful families in the palace, and all the officials who follow the Prince Regent have been detained, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Your Majesty's words are very unreasonable." Zhao Patriarch replied.

The hall fell silent again, and the waves returned to the sea.

The ministers exchanged excited and enthusiastic eyes with each other breathlessly, and kept their mouths tightly shut, wishing that the old doctors with arms and legs would hurry up.

And the remaining imperial physicians also seem to understand the current situation. Lying in bed is no longer the regent king who has the power to dominate the world, and there is only one person who has no cure. Several imperial physicians were very perfunctory in the diagnosis of the pulse.

In the blink of an eye, there were five or six medicine bowls.

At this time, no one wants to be accused of crimes. The medicine is naturally a good medicine, and it will not harm people, but it is absolutely impossible to detoxify.

Luckily, Lu Fenglou didn't pick them either. He passed the bowls one by one, opened Chu Yunsheng's mouth and poured it in. His actions were not at all respectful and gentle.

Zhao Patriarch watched from the sidelines, suppressing the dissatisfaction of this thorn-headed little emperor.

Although there are some thorns, it is flattened after all.

The medicine bowl was all clean, Lu Fenglou called hot water to wipe his hands, then opened the bed tent, leaned over and pulled off the belt of the person on the bed, reached over with one hand, and looked for the tiger talisman on his waist and chest. .

Halfway through the touch, the sound of Jin Ge suddenly came from outside the window.

His wrist clenched suddenly, and was grasped by a steady and powerful hand.

The rich medicinal fragrance mixed with the icy coolness swept across his face, Chu Yun's voice was cold and hoarse, like a collision of cold stones, calm and indifferent: "Your Majesty should not touch it. It's not that I don't do anything."

Lu Fenglou raised his eyes, his tense heart was relieved, he smiled, and said in a low voice, "The teacher... did you lift it?"

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