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Chapter 83 The disease of the emperor, originally in the court

Seeing that Wang Shouren and Li Xunhuan were both surprised and looked at him, Hu Ye spread his hands and smiled: "Don't think of me as a demon that deceives the king. I am quite familiar with the way of the Yellow Emperor, so I can see that there are indeed some problems in Your Majesty's body. If Your Majesty is willing to diagnose me, I might have a way to help him with some conditioning. The words that prolong my life are definitely not false."

Wang Shouren and Li Xunhuan were relieved. To be honest, they did feel extremely worried just now.

Both of them have seen Hu Ye's cultivation and know that there are some magical things in him. If they really have thoughts that they shouldn't have, even if His Majesty is always wise and wise, he may not be able to avoid being bewitched by him.

Zhu Youzing smiled in surprise and said, "It turns out that Master Hu Ye is also proficient in medical theory. No wonder he could easily solve the incense in the imperial son that day. My body is indeed weak since I was a child. The reason why I turned to the theory of the Immortal Tao is actually not a big hope. I just hope to support it for a few more years, so I can watch the imperial son grow up and have enough ability to take over the Ming Dynasty."

"Father!"

Zhu Shou, who was standing beside him - or should have been renamed "Zhu Houzhao" - turned into sadness after a shock.

Although he knew that his father had always been weak and sick, he never knew that the situation was so bad that his father had no confidence to see his adult life.

After a change in expression on his face, Zhu Houzhao suddenly rushed to Hu Ye, bent his knees and wanted to bow down: "Please save my father!"

Hu Ye gently brushed his sleeves, and he used a soft force to lift his kneeling halfway up, and his face also showed a look of praise. No matter how many ridiculous things happened to this kid, his current performance was a childish heart, and he was not as good as the royal family who came from the darkest and most filthy place in the palace, and seemed to be born with a scheming scheming.

"Your Highness does not need to be like this. Since I have told you about this, I have the intention to take action. Now I only see if Your Majesty can trust me."

Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed and hurriedly turned to look at Zhu Youzhang, his eyes full of hope.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and now he has entered the house. He knows better than his father how powerful a miracle doctor with the blessing of innate realm is.

Although Zhu Houzhao knew this better, she knew that this matter was not so simple. She bowed to Zhu Youzhang hesitantly and said, "Your Majesty, this matter is very important, and you still need to think twice."

The old man was named Liu Shun. Although he was an official in his internal affairs, he did not have any title. He only protected two generations of emperors with his extraordinary martial arts. To some extent, he could even serve as the spokesperson for the emperor. He could be said to be a humble and powerful person.

Usually, he only stayed by the emperor like a shadow and said nothing, but as long as he spoke, even the emperor had to pay attention to it.

However, this time Zhu Youzing waved his hand and smiled: "Liu Daban, don't worry too much, I can trust Taoist Master Hu Ye."

Then he said to Hu Ye: "I'm working."

Hu Ye didn't even slouch. He got up and asked Zhu Youzhang to put his arm on the small table beside him, poked out three fingers to put his wrist veins, and closed his eyes slightly as if he was wandering outside the sky.

Zhu Houzhao was nervous, so she came to A Fei and asked in a low voice: "How high is Taoist Master Hu Ye's medical skills?"

While wrapping the "Rose Sword" that was retracted from the sheath around his waist and experimenting with the technique of drawing the sword several times, A Fei replied calmly: "I don't know. Since I met my master, I have only seen him treat my mother."

Zhu Houzhao immediately felt something bad and asked carefully: "After Master Hu Ye's wonderful hand, Lingtang has recovered from the illness?"

A Fei's face was still as cold as the cold water at the well, and his tone was not fluctuating with emotion: "My mother had passed away last year."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned and stood there for a moment. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Hu Ye who was still taking the pulse of his father. The worry on her face was beyond words.

After a while, Hu Ye finally opened his eyes and withdrew his fingers at the same time, but the expression on his face was quite strange.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel uneasy and couldn't wait to ask, "Master, how is my father's body?"

Hu Ye did not answer immediately, but said to Zhu Youzhe: "What I want to say next is very important, so I have to take the liberty to ask, can Your Majesty fully trust those present?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Zhu Youzhang nodded after being shocked: "No need to say that the emperor and the young master Fei are; the two companions should be barriers to protect the safety of my father and son, so there is no problem. As for the Wang and the two young masters, Li, I believe that my eyes are still a little sensible and willing to believe in their ethics."

Wang Shouren and Li Xunhuan were still young after all. At that time, they were moved by this sentence that was not without the emperor's mentality but was extremely sincere and natural. They bowed together and said, "Your Majesty is so trustworthy, we dare not serve you wholeheartedly!"

Seeing that Zhu Youzhang had already expressed his opinion, Hu Ye finally revealed the result of his diagnosis: "Your Majesty's body is indeed not optimistic, but according to my diagnosis, the reason for such a result is half of himself and half of man-made disasters!"

Before everyone could questioned by this sentence, he continued: "Your Majesty suffered a lot in his early years, so his health was much weaker than that of ordinary people. This was his own cause; however, Your Majesty should have taken various precious tonics all year round, but this was a disaster for humans."

Zhu Houzhao was puzzled and asked, "Since the father is weak, what's wrong with taking tonics to nourish the body? How can Taoist priest say it is a disaster?"

Hu Ye said: "Your Highness also talked about 'warm and nourishment'. The key is the word 'warm'. At that time, Your Majesty was extremely weak. Although he should be nourished, he should follow the steps step by step. Those who offered tonic medicines for Your Majesty were too hasty and applied big tonic medicines. Although this made Your Majesty refreshed and refreshed in a short period of time, the price was to continuously consume the potential that was not much in Your Majesty's body. This would not only make Your Majesty's physical condition often recur, but also invisibly slaughter Your Majesty's life span!"

"I'm going to kill the quack doctor Liu Wentai!" Zhu Houzhao suddenly roared like a young lion. "The emperor's grandfather died of illness and was inseparable from this person. His father Kuanren only demoted him to the official position. Later, he was able to recover and did not deliberately suppress him. But this quack doctor came to harm others again!"

It turned out that after Emperor Xianzong Zhu Jianshen died of illness, the ministers checked the records of the decoctions he took during his lifetime according to the law. Some people thought that one of the medicines seemed to be inappropriate, so they impeached Liu Wentai, the envoy of the Imperial Hospital who was diagnosed and treated by Emperor Xianzong.

But Zhu Youzhang, who had already ascended the throne at that time, felt that there was no tangible evidence of this matter, so he demoted Liu Wentai without hesitation. Now Liu Wentai has indeed regained his position as a magistrate in the Imperial Hospital. Most of the medicines that Zhu Youzhang takes to regulate his body every day must be handled by him.

"Son of the Emperor, don't mess around!" Zhu Youzhang first stopped Zhu Houzhao, and then smiled bitterly again, "Why is this? Why is this? Although I dare not boast about being a wise lord, I am also a diligent lord. Why do they..."

When Liu Shun, Zhang Yong, Wang Shouren, and Li Xunhuan heard a "them", they were all frightened and could vaguely guess what Zhu Youzhe pointed to.
Chapter completed!
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