Holding the Seven Star Sword in his hand, Ye Xiang walked through a few more boxes. Although he found a good sword, it was almost the same as the Seven Star Sword. After seeing the sword, he wanted to touch each other and see.

Let's see if there will be any peerless mental skills, such as some true scriptures. But Ye Xiang can't bear to part with such a good sword. These will be his own treasures in the future.

In addition to the Seven-Star Sword, Ye Xiang chose a sword. It was a soft sword made of fine steel. Although it was not as sharp as the Seven-Star Sword, it was better at hiding. When the soft sword was tied around his waist, it looked like a sword.

It's a good belt. Once it's covered with clothes, no one can see it. This time Ye Xiang is going to be a thief. He won't tell anyone else about this soft sword. It's something to save his life. When these things are over,

You must find someone to learn martial arts and see if there is any magic book or something like that.

Time moved forward slowly as Ye Xiang waited anxiously, and finally the long-awaited day arrived, which was August 29th.

Three days have passed since the last time we discussed the matter of Li Xuanshi in the West Palace. During these three days, Emperor Taichang's health not only did not improve, but became worse and worse. He could no longer get out of bed, nor could he leave people around him.

I eat very little every day.

Early that morning, Emperor Taichang was lying in bed and summoned a person. This person was Fang Congzhe, the chief minister of the cabinet.

Looking at Fang Congzhe kneeling below, Emperor Taichang felt a little sad. This old guy was over seventy years old, but his body was still so strong and he was neither deaf nor blind. But what about me? I am already like this at the age of thirty-nine.

Wow, God is so unfair.

He lightly ordered, "Get up!" Emperor Taichang said, "How are the coffins and tomb chambers prepared?"

Fang Congzhe glanced at Emperor Taichang who was lying on the bed, and was somewhat moved in his heart. This emperor was really good, but his health was too poor. He was already like this, and he still cared about his father's funeral. Moreover, Emperor Wanli actually had a deep understanding of this emperor.

Very bad, it seems that the emperor is really filial.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Congzhe said slowly: "Back to Your Majesty, the late emperor's tomb has been built for many years, and the coffin and coffin are of good quality. There are no problems. Your Majesty is not feeling well, so I will leave these matters to you.

Leave it to the officials of the Ministry of Rites to handle it! The Sun Ruyou mentioned above in the Ministry of Rites is a loyal minister, and the late emperor was kind to him, so this matter can definitely be handled well."

After Fang Congzhe finished speaking, Emperor Taichang didn't reply for a long time. He quickly raised his head and looked at Emperor Taichang. At this time, Emperor Taichang's whole body was trembling, his face turned red, and his lips were trembling. He pointed at Fang Congzhe with his hand.

He didn't say anything. After a deep sigh, he said angrily: "I, I'm talking about my mausoleum and coffin."

Seeing Emperor Taichang's angry look, Fang Congzhe was a little confused and said subconsciously: "Your Majesty is in the prime of his life. Although he is uncomfortable, he is not yet old enough to care about these things."

Looking at the seventy-year-old man in front of him, Emperor Taichang said loudly: "Do you think I look like I am in the prime of Spring and Autumn? Are you blind! I am going to die." He reached out and took the jade pillow from under his body.

He came over and threw it towards Fang Congzhe.

Although Fang Congzhe was over seventy years old, he was still in good health. When he saw the jade pillow coming toward him, he subconsciously jumped to the right, but suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to jump away like that. The moment his feet landed on the ground,

He jumped back again and almost caught the jade pillow in his hand. After jumping twice, Fang Congzhe was a little out of breath, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He was very embarrassed standing there with the pillow and didn't dare to raise his head.

Look at Emperor Taichang.

Emperor Taichang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lying on the bed and panting heavily, seeming to be muttering something. Although the eunuch on the side wanted to laugh, he could hold it back and walked slowly to Fang Congzhe's side.

Next to him, he took the jade pillow and placed it under Emperor Taichang's head.

At this time, Fang Congzhe's face was red and embarrassed. Although Emperor Taichang beat him, Fang Congzhe was not angry. Instead, he scolded himself severely in his heart. Why was he getting more and more confused as he got older? This emperor hated the old emperor so much.

He is gnashing his teeth, how could he care about his father's grave?

After thinking about it, Fang Congzhe felt that he should apologize to the emperor, but he really didn't know how to say it. Just when Fang Congzhe's face turned red and he didn't know what to say, the voice of Emperor Taichang came.

"I heard that a minister from Honglu Temple wanted to offer me the elixir, but you rejected it?" Emperor Taichang's voice was very weak, but his anger seemed to have faded a lot, and he did not take what just happened to his heart.

After listening to Emperor Taichang's words, Fang Congzhe breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the emperor also knew that there was no need to talk about this matter. It would only increase the embarrassment for both the monarch and his ministers. He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead,

Fang Congzhe said slowly: "Your Majesty, this man's name is Li Kezhuo. He said he had an elixir, but we didn't believe it."

At this time, Emperor Taichang was so ill that he sought medical treatment and did not understand the meaning of Fang Congzhe's words.

Fang Congzhe said the word "elixir" very seriously. Emperor Jiajing was looking for immortals to make elixirs, and finally ate himself to death. When he mentioned the word "elixir" at this time, he clearly told Emperor Taichang that this elixir was likely to be eaten.

Deadly, and in the words of civil servants, not being gullible means not being unbelievable.

But at this time, Emperor Taichang had reached the point where he believed everything. He did not pay much attention to Fang Congzhe, but said to the eunuch beside him: "Go and send someone to recruit this Honglu Temple Minister."

The eunuch agreed and went out.

Fang Congzhe wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out. He could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Not long after, Li Kezhuo came in. Before saluting, Emperor Taichang said quickly: "I heard that you have an elixir? Can it cure my illness?"?

After listening to Emperor Taichang's words, Li Kezhuo turned his gaze to Fang Congzhe aside. When he saw Fang Congzhe's warning gaze, he looked back. After giving a salute to Emperor Taichang, he said: "Your Majesty, yes.

I have an elixir passed down from my ancestors, called Hong Wan, and we still have to see if it can cure your majesty's illness."

As soon as Li Kezhuo finished speaking, Emperor Taichang said impatiently: "Then come and show me."

After saying yes, Li Kezhuo came to Emperor Taichang's side, put his hand on Emperor Taichang's wrist, and gently closed his eyes. The minister of Honglu Temple, who had always been unsuccessful, now

I started working as an imperial doctor, but I didn’t know if this would be another Mongolian doctor.
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