Chapter 663 Palm

December nineteenth. Imperial City, Fu'an Palace.

The imperial physician no longer dared to prescribe medicine for the emperor. The medicine in it is too strong, the toxicity of the medicine is greater than the curative effect, it is not too much to say that this medicine is poison.

Prescribe poison to the emperor? The imperial physician does not have the guts.

But the imperial doctor dare not, there will always be someone who dares. For example, Yang Xiusheng.

According to the imperial doctor's previous prescription, Yang Xiusheng improved it, and then increased the potency of the medicine according to the emperor's current situation. The purpose is to force out the remaining energy of the emperor, so that he will not be bedridden or fall into confusion of thinking before he dies.

Of course, this comes at the cost of reduced lifespan. Originally, he should have three to five years of life, but now he is considered lucky if he can survive for a year.

"Uncle, don't be sad, time is fate, isn't my royal family like this for generations? Rather than dying on the sickbed, it's better to be sober and finish things like this, and it won't be in vain. I."

The decoction was formulated by Yang Xiusheng, and he was also responsible for cooking it, and even brought it to the emperor himself. How complicated the mood is is simply incomprehensible to outsiders.

"I know." Yang Xiusheng didn't say much, he watched the emperor drink the medicine, and then burned the remaining medicine dregs with his own hands.

After the emperor drank the medicine, he went back into the warm soup behind the side hall to soak in it.

"Uncle, what's so special about this warm soup? Why can it relieve the pain caused by the Heart-Eating Curse?" The emperor leaned on the soft cushion, feeling the pain on his body slowly disappear in the warm soup. Although the effect is not as good as before, it is definitely much better than being outside the warm soup.

A long time ago, the royal family asked the golden sword monk to study the mystery of this pool of warm soup, but there has been no progress.

"I don't know, neither under the pool nor in this pool of water have found anything special. If you really want to find out, you still have to dig it out, maybe you can solve the mystery here."

"Forget it. Your opinion is probably heard by every generation of emperors. Who would dare to agree to dig this pool? What if the water in the pool no longer has this effect after digging? That is unacceptable." Yang Jian shook his head, he would not dare to do such a thing anyway. The emperors behind the Yang family are still counting on this pool of warm soup to relieve the pain of the curse.

Yang Xiusheng shook his head, this is the crux of the matter. Each generation of emperors of the Yang family will also be cruelly cursed when they succeed to the throne. It can't be lifted, it can't be removed, it can't be healed, it can only be resisted bluntly. While gaining the power of the world, he must endure the cruelest torture in the world until he dies.

The only thing that can alleviate the pain of the curse is this warm soup that the ancestors of the Yang family found by accident. Later, the capital was moved to this place and the Fu'an Palace was built.

Everyone thought that the emperors of the Yang family liked to soak in warm soup, because each generation of emperors spent the longest time in Fu'an Palace. Therefore, Fu'an Palace has always been regarded as a good place for the emperor, and has always had a special status.

Generation after generation, almost every generation wants to understand why the warm soup here can alleviate the pain of the curse, but the concerns are the same, worrying that the water will leak after digging, or that something will be damaged to cause the magical effect of the warm soup to disappear. If that is the case, it will hurt the emperor behind, and it will be a disaster for future generations, and no one dares to do it.

But the emperor is also generous, at least he is very open about this matter. He himself has suffered from the curse for most of his life, and now that he is about to die, he doesn't care if he suffers for a few more days. As for future generations, they will consider and choose for themselves.

"Forget it, leave it to future generations to worry about. Maybe they will have some different ways."

Yang Xiusheng heard the emotion in the emperor's words, and asked with a smile: "Oh? Are those boys doing anything? You are surprised?"

Yang Xiusheng never asked about important matters in the court, even if the emperor wanted to talk, he would sometimes choose not to listen. But Yang Xiusheng never shy away from things in the royal family. Because he, as the head of the golden sword monk, suppressed the cornerstone of the old Jing Dynasty and also suppressed the general trend of the Yang family, so he must understand the "big test" that is crucial to the royal family in detail until the emperor dies and the new emperor ascends the throne. Only then can he retire and continue to return to Fenghong Mountain Villa to cultivate.

The emperor did not hide anything from Yang Xiusheng. The only person in this world who can be trusted by the emperor is Yang Xiusheng.

"Remember my youngest son?"

"Seventh Prince? Shu?"

"That's right, that boy Yang Shu. He is the youngest, and he has the shortest time to leave the palace to build a mansion. When he was in the palace, he looked like a waste with a doughy temper, but after he left the palace to build a mansion, his temperament changed drastically and he went out in the market. , full of businessman's spirit. Originally, I didn't like him, and I never liked him. But this time he was beyond my expectation.

It was a surprise. "

Yang Xiusheng was surprised by what circumstances would make the emperor look like this. So he asked: "Could it be that Ling Wang Shu has hidden some great cards?"

"No, his cards have always been in his hand, and everyone can see it but ignore it. Or, including me, he thinks that he has a bad hand in his hand. So before I He will delegate the power of the country's money and food to him, hoping that he can use this right to catch up with the gap with his other brothers as soon as possible, at least not so that he will not be helpless.

But soon I found out that I was wrong. Yang Shu is not the weakest at all, at least not as weak as I thought. The huge business system in his hands can already threaten the power of the upper class from the lower levels. "

Yang Xiusheng was also born as a prince, so he didn't become an emperor and went to Fenghong Mountain Villa to become a golden sword monk. In his personal experience, he never really went to the market. Naturally, he would not understand what a prince who is ignorant and incompetent spends his days among merchants and nobles Ability can use the power of the lower to threaten the upper.

"Hehe, I didn't quite understand it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, I finally understood. The reason is just one word "money"!"

"Money? What do you mean?"

"There is a war going on in the south. Although it depends on the strategy of the generals, in the final analysis it is more than national power. And what is national power? Isn't it just population and money?

Hehe, that kid took a path that we ignored. From the bottom to the top, he captured the power of merchants and emerging nobles who were not recognized and taken seriously by the upper class, just like the dark under the lamp, when all of us were staring at those old big forces and great powers, he was early. I got a lot of money for myself.

Did you know that Yang Shu used his merchant power not long ago to destroy all the properties of the left minister Ye Lansheng and the Ministry of punishment Ma Xuanlin's family? "

"Smash it? This... He is so brave to directly attack those two?" Yang Xiusheng was really shocked when he heard this.

"No, no, no, not directly, but using means between merchants to destroy the other party's business, and make the other party owe a large amount of money instead."

"Why is this so, King Ling?"