Chapter 1683: True Sickness or Fake Sickness
"Let them go back, I'm fine."
In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Gaochi said impatiently while lying on the bed.
Since his dizziness started three days ago, the government has also been suspended for three days.
And these were also three days of panic outside.
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Standing on the steps, Huang Yan smiled and said to the waiting officials: "Your Majesty is resting, and the imperial doctor said nothing happened."
Yang Rong looked at him with a frown and asked, "Does Your Majesty have any explanation?"
Huang Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty said, let the adults go back."
Yang Shiqi said worriedly: "If your Majesty is fine, then you should govern..."
Huang Yan sneered and said, "Jin Zhong can take a rest, so why can't His Majesty not? You don't even think about it, since His Majesty ascended the throne, has there ever been a day when he has rested? Even hard-nosed people can't stand it!"
Yang Shiqi nodded and said: "Yes, Your Majesty is overworked, it's time to rest."
Jin Youzi has been watching Huang Yan, and when Huang Yan entered, he said: "This old dog looks very proud, and I don't know what he is happy about."
Huang Huai turned around first, Yang Pu followed and said in a low voice: "Isolating news from inside and outside is not a long-term solution..."
Huang Huai shook his head slightly, and said, "This is taboo, don't say it."
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After Huang Yan returned to the palace, he saw that Wanwan was already there, and the queen and Guo Guifei were also present at the same time, so he couldn't help shrinking his neck.
"Your Majesty, you should ask the Imperial Hospital to bring in more imperial doctors. Let's take a look together. Maybe a single dose of medicine can make you recover as before..."
Zhu Gaochi leaned on the bedside, watching Wanwan coming in and out, making medicine. This is the Queen's suggestion. Here, everything is under the nose, so you can rest assured.
Of course Zhu Gaochi didn't want to die, he still had splendor in his chest that needed to be displayed on the territory of Ming Dynasty one by one.
Seeing that her suggestion was not adopted, Concubine Guo smiled and said, "Autumn is dry, Your Majesty should go for a walk in the garden. The autumn is crisp and refreshing, which makes people feel refreshed!"
The queen stood aside with her arms folded, watching Concubine Guo Gui talking to herself, while Zhu Gaochi talked about him: "Let someone bring the memorial, where is Liang Zhong? Let him read it to me."
Concubine Guo’s smile remained the same,
But the queen was a little tired, and said: "Your Majesty, you should rest more. Those foreign ministers have received their salaries. Your Majesty only needs to keep an eye on them. Too much work will only make those people lazy."
Zhu Gaochi nodded, and the queen resigned, but Concubine Guo wanted to stay.
Zhu Gaochi coughed dryly and said, "You should go back too."
Concubine Guo Gui glanced at him resentfully, then followed the queen reluctantly.
"Father, drink the medicine."
Wanwan didn't want to meddle in the adult's affairs, so she just brought the medicine, and after Zhu Gaochi drank it, she also resigned.
Liang Zhong came with a memorial. Zhu Gaochi closed his eyes and listened, asking him to repeat a certain paragraph from time to time.
"Bring a pen."
Zhu Gaochi didn't intend to ask someone to write for him, and he wrote down his own meaning of disposal at the end of each memorial.
"Your Majesty, there is another copy, a letter from His Royal Highness the Prince."
Liang Zhong had some thoughts about keeping this letter at the end. Zhu Gaochi glanced at him and said, "I'm not that narrow-minded, bring it here."
After reading the letter quickly, Zhu Gaochi closed his eyes and rested his mind. After a while, he said, "Zhan Ji wants Fang Xing to return to Beijing..."
Liang Zhong hurriedly took a step back, expressing that he had absolutely no intention of intervening in politics, and at the same time felt a little more joyful.
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"Your Majesty wants the clan to belong to the common people after three generations..."
Yang Rong was not worried about Zhu Gaochi's health, but expressed a possibility.
Yang Shiqi said with a solemn expression: "If your majesty is pretending to be sick, then it will explain the matter... Can you pay attention to the reactions of the feudal lords?"
Huang Huai said disapprovingly: "Your Majesty's knife is too ruthless. After three generations, it will be returned to the common people. Which feudal lord would be happy? It is estimated that there is already an undercurrent."
Jin Youzi frowned and said, "Your Majesty is too concerned about this matter. Those vassal kings have guards in their hands. If they make a fuss, it will be a war everywhere...Why is Your Majesty so anxious?"
Yang Rong's eyes moved slightly, and the thought in his mind turned around, but finally he said: "Only Jin Yiwei and Dongchang can know the movements of the feudal king. Your Majesty is not going to court at the moment, is it because you want to change?"
This is to speculate whether Zhu Gaochi has softened his position.
Yang Shiqi shook his head and said: "Your Majesty seems to be kind, but deep down he is the most stubborn. Now that this matter has been released, His Majesty will definitely keep pushing it."
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After Zhang Mao saw that Zhu Gaochi was safe, he said sincerely: "Your Majesty is in good health, so I am relieved."
Zhu Gaochi had already woken up. He was sitting by the door in casual clothes, and the autumn wind was blowing, making him feel comfortable.
"What do you think of Daming's army?"
Zhu Gaochi sipped his cup of tea and asked a question suddenly.
Zhang Mao knew that this was his chance, so he thought about it carefully and said, "Your Majesty, after defeating Halie, the Ming army has already become a proud army, mainly distributed in the north, and the capital city has the most of them."
Zhu Gaochi looked at the autumn scenery outside, and said calmly: "Simply."
This is a veiled criticism of Zhang Mao's rhetoric.
Zhang Mao bowed his hands to apologize, and then said: "Your Majesty, the Ming army is a bit bloated, and the guards in various places are still arranged according to the previous arrangement. But now that Daming has no foreign enemies, and has not been in battle for a long time, those guards will be corrupt sooner or later. It is better to cut some of them. .”
These words were so bold that Liang Zhong couldn't help but glance at him.
"There are no major enemies in the north now, but the Ming Dynasty has hundreds of thousands of troops stationed. I think that we should clean up the southern guards, and then disperse the northern elite soldiers to the south. They will be rotated every few years, so that they will be safe."
Seeing that Zhu Gaochi was still calm and breezy, Zhang Mao gritted his teeth and made a serious move.
"Your Majesty, most of the current leaders of the Ming Dynasty are Wu Xun, but after a few generations, the descendants of those Wu Xun may lead the army? Who can the Ming Dynasty rely on in the future?"
After speaking, he sneaked a nervous glance at Zhu Gaochi.
Zhu Gaochi took a sip of tea, and said with ease between his brows: "A general talk."
Zhang Mao's heart tightened, and he couldn't help being disappointed.
"But you are not a warrior, so you can only peek outside the door, and you can only see it."
Zhu Gaochi admired Zhang Mao very much, so he taught: "To know the pros and cons of the army, you have to bow first, understand?"
Civil and martial arts are different, Zhu Gaochi's words are somewhat meaningful, making Zhang Mao unable to guess his thoughts.
Seeing that Zhang Mao was at a loss, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help being in a good mood, and said: "Xing Hebo has turned from literature to military, and his military exploits are outstanding, so he can target military affairs."
Zhang Mao's heart was beating violently in an instant, and he only felt that he saw the hope of catching up with that person.
"Your Majesty, please go to various places to watch the wind."
Watching the wind, this is an official position in the Tang Dynasty, and was sent to observe the wind and customs in various places, but Zhang Mao wanted to observe the situation of the guards in various places.
Zhu Gaochi looked at him with a smile, and just when Zhang Mao felt happy, Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said: "You don't serve in the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion, and if you go there rashly, it will inevitably lead to speculation and hostility. If you want to know these... wait for Xinghebo to come back After that, you can ask for advice."
Zhang Mao didn't know how he got back to the place where he and Wen Fang were. Wen Fang didn't wake up until Wen Fang saw his dull expression and patted him.
Autumn is Wenfang's favorite season, and he walks in a chic robe with big sleeves.
"Yinzhen, have you been reprimanded by His Majesty?"
Wen Fang asked with concern, and then poured Zhang Mao a cup of tea.
Zhang Mao thanked Wen Fang, and said sadly: "That Fang Xingwen has the name of a child prodigy, martial arts can destroy the country, how can we catch up with him?"
"Fang Xing?"
Wen Fang said displeasedly: "Yinzhen, why do you mention this person?"
The two of them were cleaned up by Fang Xing once in Jinling, and that humiliating experience will never be forgotten.
Zhang Mao shook his head and said: "It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty just said that Fang Xing has expertise in martial arts, so I can ask him for advice."
"Ask what?"
Wen Fang was so angry that his eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was jealousy or hatred.
"Fang Xing is our great enemy. This time he framed countless celebrities in the south. Yinzhen, wake up, don't trust him."
Zhang Mao said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty is interested in innovation. Whether it is a feudal lord or an army, His Majesty has a secret plan. Brother Yancheng, you and I should seize this opportunity."
Wen Fang got up and said: "The great Ming Dynasty is peaceful all over the world, this is a prosperous age! What is the innovation?"
After speaking, he went out angrily, but Zhang Mao didn't care, just thinking about Zhu Gaochi's words and deeds just now.