Spring dew and autumn frost, summer and winter fur, in a blink of an eye, it is the beginning of the third year.Although Yang Minzhi's prescription is effective, it can't resist the erosion of toxins in the body at any time.At the royal annual banquet, the staggered plans were staggered and the toast was raised.Since the death of Xiao Weixu, the king of Yuzhang in May last year, the emperor has been unhappy, and he has lost his majesty and appearance of aging.For several months, singing and dancing were banned in the palace, and banquets were abolished, and the atmosphere was not depressing.Although the scale is not as large as in previous years, this year-end banquet is indispensable, and even the prince who is serving abroad returns to Beijing with his wife to celebrate the New Year.On the high seat, His Majesty raised a glass to the guests, and his face was like an iceberg, but his body looked tougher.After a few drinks, Xiao Chen, with the support of the eunuchs and the kneeling of the ministers, slowly left the venue, and the burden of presiding over the dinner naturally fell on the current prince.The prince of the East Palace repeatedly clinked glasses and toasted with the emperor's relatives and relatives for several weeks, and his face was full of spring breeze.Everyone has heard of the prince's reputation of not getting drunk in a thousand cups, and the more frequent they toast, the more they like it, the scene is lively and harmonious for a while.Xiao Changmao's steps are steady and clear, but his complexion is not as white as in the past, revealing a faint dark color against the backdrop of the skyrocketing fireworks."
Thank you Lord Jiang for your kindness, my father is slightly drunk, and this cup will be done by this king" Although the crown prince did not act in the slightest drunkenness, but the king of Nanjun personally opened his mouth to stop the wine, Jiang Sikong did not dare to beak.After stopping a few glasses of wine like this, the courtiers' enthusiasm for toasting finally faded."
Father, why don't you go to the inner hall to rest first, and the son will order the hospital to make you a pair of sobering soup" Xiao Zhaoye stood in front of his seat and respectfully admonished."
No need.Tonight the fireworks are just right, and the father will sit here a little longer.Go down first. ”"Father" "Zhaoye can be regarded as looking for you" I haven't seen you for a year, Xiao Zilong is still like that, drunkenly holding a wine glass, and making a false salute, "Brother Huang." ”Xiao Zhaoye wanted to speak and stopped, so he had to retreat with Xiao Zilong worriedly, how could his father not see his hint that drinking would accelerate the spread of toxins, which was really dangerous.Lord Yang, the "Holy Hand of the Tai Hospital", was already waiting in the inner hall, but his father insisted on staying here, in case of poisoning, "Drinking hurts the body, why don't the prince listen to the words of the Dharma body" The female voice in the ear is soft but not delicate, worried but not worried.Xiao Changmao turned his face sideways and looked at it expressionlessly."
The concubine lost her words."
Wang Baoming bowed."
It's okay, you know how much I drink.""
It's the prince."
Sitting on the edge of the bed in the new house, dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, the woman hinged the handkerchief in her hand to endure the anxiety and anxiety in her heart.He is the grandson of the Right Guard General and the son of General Ning Shuo.There is a secret that he has no intention of taking over the family business, and he once thought of leaving home and wandering the rivers and lakes, but he was somehow found by his family, and he did a lot of duty when he returned home.My father and mother thought that he would eventually become a great thing, so he should undertake this family affair.I heard that he can't pour a thousand cups, and the entertainment at the wedding banquet should not be difficult for him.The woman thought and relaxed slightly.It's just that she doesn't know that no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it can't be worth a heart that wants to get drunk.Barely completing the ritual of lifting the hijab, he lay straight down as soon as he touched the edge of the bed.Slightly closed eyes, frowning eyebrows, tall nose, pursed lips, and reddened cheeks, they are right, he is really a rare beautiful man.The woman smiled warmly, got up and took off her hard boots for him, covered the quilt, and ordered her mother-in-law to bring a basin of hot water.He was the only one left in the cozy room, and she wrung out the soft towel in her hand and gently wiped his cheeks."
Don't make trouble, Yuse" The man seemed to be in a dream, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, reached out and gently grabbed the woman's wrist.She was taken aback, her eyes filled with bitterness, and she struggled, but her hand tightened."
Don't worry, I won't go back with them," the man muttered.The past is like smoke, after all these years, how can I think of these irrelevant things again.Wang Baoming smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his hand to bring the wine bottle on the table to his lips, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure on his side swaying.She turned her face slightly to the side, and saw clearly that it was still tall enough to support this family, this country's body, but a faint dark color overflowed from the corners of her mouth, which made her panic.The "Prince" fireworks exploded in the sky, covering her screams, but in an instant they illuminated the panicked delicate face, and the extremely dark blood at the corner of the ashen man's mouth.Xiao Changmao turned around and watched as his face, which had turned pale with frightened, became blurred little by little, and only the rumbling sound of firecrackers could be heard in his ears.He curled the corners of his mouth and squeezed a smile at her, his hand slightly raised, as if to grasp something.With an exclamation from the crown princess Wang Baoming, the long body fell weakly.Since then, the crown prince has been ill.There was such a big change at the annual banquet, although Xiao Zilong was relieved, but due to the calendar of the debriefing period, he had to leave Beijing with his wife after the year."
The emperor's brother Ji is in heaven, and he will definitely turn the corner.Take care of yourself" "I know.You should be careful all the way, and send someone to Jingzhou to report safety. ”"Hmm."
Xiao Zilong hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "If there is anything you need me for, just say it" "Then I'm not welcome, next time I come back, bring some souvenirs."
Jingzhou's halva has been famous for a long time, with various flavors of lotus seeds, osmanthus and roses. ”"You're really welcome" Xiao Zhaoye patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Don't worry." ”Xiao Zilong nodded, turned to the two women who were holding hands and reluctantly said, "Xin'er, it's not that you won't come back."
What do you have to say, save up for next year?
”"I don't see you so frugal when you save money" Wang Xin glanced at him, and the boss reluctantly took He Jingying's hand and walked over.The warm sun slanted on the earth, new green emerged on the withered branches, a team of chariots and horses gradually moved away outside the city gate, and a pair of beautiful people who disappeared from view stood outside the city gate for a long time.At last, the man patted the woman on the shoulder, turned together, and walked into the darkness under the city gate.Everyone said that this illness came like a mountain, and the prince fainted on the New Year's banquet, which made people wonder if someone had deliberately murdered him, and he did something about the diet of this New Year's banquet.However, doubt is doubt after all, and there is no conclusive conclusion.It's just that some news was vaguely revealed in the Tai Hospital, saying that the prince's illness was a poisoning disease, and the poison spread throughout the body should not be caused by the day and night.It is said that although this imperial doctor is still young and has been an official for less than three years, he is proficient in the art of disambiguation, and even the old doctors often ask him for advice, and they dare not beak the prescription he prescribes.When the news that the crown prince was bedridden, it was like brilliant fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve, and it quickly dispersed in Jiankang City.The young man opened a gambling game in private, betting on whether it was "a miracle doctor, medicine to cure the disease", or "terminally ill, no way to return to heaven".The old man who had seen some people looking up at the sky, recalling the turmoil of the change of dynasty more than ten years ago, sighed heavily, and turned back to the house.The people with lofty ideals in the tea shop beat the table with their fists, lamenting that today's prince is wise and martial, and God is jealous of talents.The eunuch family who has the heart to marry a daughter is deeply worried, and the prince's mansion is the first chessboard, and I don't know which one is the ladder to the sky.Visitors to the East Palace came and went, and most of them were stopped by the servants on the grounds that "the prince is sick and it is inconvenient to see guests".But there is one person, who has no courage to stop the saints of today.Walking into the dormitory, a dragon-patterned yellow robe that was puffed up by the cold wind slowly hung down, and the people in the hall knelt on the ground in response.When the man on the couch earns, he will bow down to the ground and worship."
No courtesy" Xiao Yu said nothing, and hurriedly walked to the couch, but seeing that his eldest son was gray and his eyes were scattered, he couldn't help but sink his heart, and called in a dumb voice: "Yun Qiao" "The son failed to greet his father and lost his manners, and I hope that my father will forgive me." ”As if he had reacted suddenly, Xiao Zhen frowned, slowly sat on the soft seat that had been prepared by the couch, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”He called his small characters, not "prince", how could Xiao Changmao not understand that the concern of being a father is just that the old man in front of him is first an emperor, and then the so-called father, husband, and brother.Xiao Zhen tilted his head slightly, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at the eyes that had lost their brilliance: "You can take care of it with peace of mind, and when you get better, you will go back to the court to share the worries of the widow." ”"Father."
Xiao Changmao smiled lightly and shook his head, "Lord Yang should have already made it clear that the aconite poison in the son's minister's office, he can't do anything" left and right can't hide it from the other auxiliary doctors, Yang Minzhi simply diagnosed it truthfully.Xiao Zhen remembered that it was the only time he felt that the gentle voice of this elegant son was so harsh, sharp as a sharp sword, piercing the heart."
Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and the sons dare not ask for extravagance.only sighs that the blessing is thin and shallow, and there is a disappointing expectation of his father.I hope you take care of the Holy Body, and the Great Qi Jiangshan Yonggu Erchen will be able to smile Jiuquan" "Don't think nonsense" Xiao Zhen's body shook lightly, with a straight face, and held the eldest son's hand through the quilt, "Imperial Doctor Yang has limited scholarship after all, and I have already issued an order to look for a miracle doctor and warlock among the people."
You can rest in the house" Halfway through the conversation, Xiao Zhen couldn't continue.Knowing that there was little hope, he deceived himself and ordered to seek medical treatment, not caring whether the news of "the prince's serious illness" brought by the "medical order" that was widely spread all over the world would cause panic among the people, and even the Northern Wei Dynasty.Xiao Changmao said slowly: "Since the Northern Wei Dynasty Tuoba Hong was in power, he has made a lot of achievements and has great ambitions.After the death of his son, he also hoped that his father would establish a prince as soon as possible, so as to avoid internal friction in the political struggle of our dynasty, and also broke the idea of Xianbei taking advantage of the chaos to raise troops. ”Xiao Zhen hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Who do you think is worthy of the great responsibility?"
"As far as the patriarchal law of my dynasty is concerned, the successors are none other than Ziliang and Zhaoye.Ziliang's longitude and weft, the heart of benevolence, but it's a pity that he intends to be in the landscape, and he lacks the skill to kill and decide.Zhaoye grew up in his second brother's mansion since he was a child, and he did learn some extraordinary talents and ways to govern the world, but he was still young and it was difficult to convince the public.This is the son's opinion, the father is wise, and he has his own plans. ”Seeing that Xiao Zhen was silent, Xiao Changmao continued: "No matter who ascends to the throne of the prince in the future, I only hope that my father and emperor will look at their sons and wives and protect their glory."
Erchen was grateful, and Xiao Zhen was stunned: "Don't worry." ”: