Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy Second: This Disease Can Be Cured

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Back when "Little Zhu Xiucai is the villain", Zhang Heling was excited.

Eyes are red.

Before reaching Jinshan, he felt that he had already made a fortune.

If things go on like this, won't they have to drag the whole boat to Daming for money in the future?

The wind was blowing on his slightly bronzed face, and he seemed to see countless wealth beckoning to him.

All the tribulations brought to him by the vast ocean disappeared without a trace.

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The fiftieth patient was finally sutured.

Zhu Houzhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the death rate has dropped a lot, he feels very relieved. He feels that he can still make fifty more people. When all these people recover and can be alive and kicking, he should enter the palace and see his father.

He stretched his numb hands and neck, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It was noon at this time, the sky was fine, and the spring was full of vigor, but at this time, someone from the palace came.

It was an eunuch with an inexplicably terrified look on his face.

He frantically searched for the prince, and when he saw Zhu Houzhao, he knelt down, his face as pale as paper: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is critically ill, and your empress hastily ordered His Highness to enter the palace...and..."

He glanced at Fang Jifan: "There is also Fang Jifan, Marquis of Dingyuan, who will enter the palace together."

Zhu Houzhao's body trembled, he never expected that his father...

He looked at Fang Jifan in horror: "Old Fang, didn't you say that it wasn't so fast..."

Yes, logically speaking, not so fast.

When Emperor Hongzhi died, it was the eighteenth year of Hongzhi.

Maybe... this is just an attack, not a critical illness.

You must know that the patient with intestinal paralysis is extremely painful before dying, and will experience many repeated attacks.

Of course, it is not ruled out that history has changed, and his appearance accelerated His Majesty's death in advance.

No way……

When Fang Jifan thought of this possibility, he had some doubts. He was not a broom star. He had been lucky. His Majesty knew him. The possibility that he should live longer was higher. After all, he was a child who loved to laugh.

Fang Jifan didn't know how to answer.

Zhu Houzhao stomped his feet: "Hurry up, enter the palace..."

Zhu Houzhao's eye circles were red, and he was extremely nervous.

Fang Jifan also became nervous.

At this time, His Majesty was critically ill, so it was understandable to call Zhu Houzhao into the palace. After all, at this time, there must be funeral affairs to be taken care of, and many things need to be explained.

And why call yourself into the palace?

At this time, the people who are summoned into the palace, almost even fools understand that this must be the person His Majesty intends to entrust, and he is a mere Marquis of Dingyuan, what is His Majesty entrusting?

So far.

Fang Jifan's eyes turned red.

In any case, although stinginess is stinginess, Emperor Hongzhi is a good man. To be honest, he died like this and did many immoral things, but he is still alive thanks to the emperor's generosity.

For a long time, although Fang Jifan kept silent, but in his heart, he admired Emperor Hongzhi. If it were me, I would be the emperor, I would review memorials every day, I would forget to eat and sleep to act as an agent of state affairs, I would not indulge in women, I would not like to enjoy myself, I would not indulge in luxury, what kind of persistence is this... what kind of persistence.

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In a blink of an eye, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan had arrived at the Meridian Gate on horseback.

Fang Jifan was about to dismount and walk into the palace.

But Zhu Houzhao said: "I can take care of so much at this time, come with me."

Ride a horse and rush into the Meridian Gate.

Fang Jifan no longer had any doubts, and Pegasus followed behind.

Riding a horse in this palace is very refreshing, but Fang Jifan's heart is still heavy.

In a blink of an eye, the two had arrived at Qianning Palace.

Outside the Qianning Palace, there was already a sea of ​​people, and there were palace maids and eunuchs everywhere.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan entered the sleeping hall. In the sleeping hall, the Empress Dowager, Empress Zhang, and Princess Taikang were all sitting behind the curtain in the back room, crying softly.

Emperor Hongzhi was on the sickbed, gasping like a gossamer, as if he was enduring unbearable pain.

His eyes were cloudy, his face was pale, and when he collapsed, Liu Jian, Li Dongyang, Xie Qian, Ma Wensheng, Zhang Sheng, Wang Ao, British Duke Zhang Mao, and several honorable ministers were kneeling.

Everyone's faces were ashen, and Liu Jian's face was filled with unconcealable grief, and he almost passed out.

When Fang Jifan saw this posture, he knew... that he was going to be left alone.

He understood that he...was actually one of Tuo Gu's candidates.

Come to think of it... Emperor Hongzhi was able to tolerate himself so much because deep down in his heart, he had already listed himself as a candidate for Tuogu. This was absolute trust without the slightest impurity.

Seeing Zhu Houzhao approaching, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes brightened slightly. Although the abdominal pain had made him unable to deal with it, he still forced a smile: "Prince...Prince...Prince..."

He kept thinking of his son over and over again.

Zhu Houzhao fell to the ground all of a sudden, tears streaming down his face: "Father Emperor." Then he prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled, and was still muttering: "Prince...Prince...Prince..."

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be in a state of collapse, just crying loudly.

Emperor Hongzhi went on to say: "The prince is still in Youchong, the one I worry about the most is him, I... I..." Every word he said seemed to use all the strength in his body: "I can't worry, he sometimes , very clever, and sometimes very confused...so...so I need someone to help you...all of you...come and get closer, I...too tired, too tired..."

Fang Jifan and the ministers all fell to the ground, and Fang Jifan knelt down, this time kneeling in surrender.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "If he did something wrong, don't criticize him, you... are all my humerus, Liu Qing's family, Liu Qing's family, and you, many of you have sons, naturally... naturally ...I understand how I feel...I only have this one son, and I value him more than my own life. For many years...for many years..."

Everyone's eyes were red.

Behind the curtain, the cries of the female relatives were even more tragic.

Fang Jifan felt uncomfortable, but seeing that Zhu Houzhao was sobbing, he collapsed directly.

Fuck...it's at this time, prince...your highness, your uncle, hurry up and talk about cutting your waist, if you don't cut it, it will be too late.

But Zhu Houzhao had obviously forgotten, or his emotions had collapsed, and he had no time to think about it.

Fang Jifan never expected that the situation would come to this.

He asked the prince to be in charge because he knew very well that as a courtier, Fang Jifan could not bring up the matter of cutting the waist. For such a big matter, the prince could only bring it up, and then he had to persuade Queen Zhang.

As a foreign minister, if he said to cut the emperor's waist, wouldn't he be courting death?

Therefore, in his plan, this matter is what the prince should do.

And myself... From the beginning to the end, I can only serve as a support, um, the kind that is very reluctant.

But this guy, the prince, is usually careless, bragging loudly every day, yelling and saying that he is going to kill the Tatars outside the pass, but your uncle, at this time, you actually collapsed.

Fang Jifan began to sweat profusely.

At this time, I heard Emperor Hongzhi constantly trying to open his mouth, perhaps because the pain in his abdomen became more severe, his face became paler.

Zhu Houzhao burst into tears, out of breath.

The rest all wept.

There is no time.

A moment of delay may be more dangerous.

Fang Jifan tugged Zhu Houzhao's back hem severely.

Zhu Houzhao still didn't respond.

Fang Jifan's face turned pale, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of tragedy: "This intestinal paralysis may not be incurable!"

He roared.

All of a sudden... the bedroom fell silent.

This guy is really shocking.

Liu Jian and others watched Fang Jifan.

One by one was inexplicably horrified.

All the imperial doctors here are about to drop their jaws.

The curtain was lifted, revealing three pairs of eyes, old, familiar, and crisp, looking at Fang Jifan in amazement.

The eunuchs buried their heads lower.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly stopped crying.

yes……

Intestinal paralysis can be cured.

Why is this palace crying?

He suddenly realized, but just now he didn't know what happened, unexpectedly... completely lost control of his emotions.

"Fang Jifan, what did you say?"

The voice of the Empress Dowager.

It stands to reason that as a female family member, she shouldn't show up, but at this time, who cares about these things?

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao who was full of tears but stared at him blindfolded, wishing to slap him directly.

Your uncle, I still wanted you to top the tank, but it turned out to be Fang Jifan.

You see, the Empress Dowager directly said what you said to Fang Jifan. This was a name, and something happened. Just wait and see me, Fang Jifan, going to the guillotine with a smile.

Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "It's better to let His Royal Highness explain."

"I... I... Sun Chen... Sun Chen..."

The empress dowager stared at Fang Jifan with a stern face: "No, let Fang Qing's family tell me, you just said that intestinal paralysis... can be cured?"

Sure enough... Whoever speaks first will definitely have no good results.

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth: "Yes, since I opened my mouth, I am ready to die without a burial place, so I dare to say, it can be cured!"

call……

Everyone gasped.

The Empress Dowager was still staring at Fang Jifan, as if she was thinking, or maybe she was exploring Fang Jifan's face, whether there was any suspicion of joking.

After a long time, she said word by word: "How to cure it?"

"..."

This is the scariest question.

If it is drugged, everything is easy to say.

But disembowelling, you know, the ancients cared most about the integrity of the body. After all, after death, there will be a next life. If a person dies and there is something missing from his body, it will inevitably be regrettable.

so……

Can't tell.

But Zhu Houzhao said: "This is intestinal paralysis. To cure it, you must take off the waist of the father. After taking it off, you can be cured."

certainly……

Zhu Houzhao was willing to say it at this time, which made Fang Jifan feel more comfortable.

Take the waist off...

At this moment... the voices of countless people gasped, saying... so light, let me pick your waist, okay?

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