After a fuss, Li Yuanzheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this method is really effective, and you have started to sweat now."
Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Su on the couch. His fever was so severe at first, but he didn't shed a drop of sweat. At this time, he was sweating all over his head and body, and the redness on his face had gone away, and his body was also
No more twitching.
"When will Lao Wu wake up?"
"This... Your Majesty, it still depends on His Majesty the Fifth Highness." Seeing that Lao Zhu was about to get angry again, Li Yuan hurriedly added: "But with the Fifth Highness's own secret method of reducing fever, at least there will no longer be as critical a situation as just now.
Already."
"But you still have to be careful. Someone must be watching over His Highness the Fifth Prince at all times. If he gets burned like that just now, even if he is rescued, his brain will be burned out..."
"I will go and prepare another medicine for Your Majesty the Fifth Highness. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please allow me to leave temporarily..."
After hearing that there would be no more danger, Lao Zhu's expression softened slightly. Hearing that it might burn out his brain, he immediately became nervous. Empress Ma even trembled all over and hugged Zhu Su's limp body tightly without letting go.
"Lao Wu..." Lao Zhu walked to Zhu Su's bed, with a look of distress, guilt, and doubt on his face. He said in a deep voice: "Lao Wu, you must wake up well."
"We order you... no, let me beg you, you must, you must wake up safely..."
"Chongba." Empress Ma's hoarse voice sounded. "Chongba, you asked, could this be retribution for our parents who don't believe in Xiao Wu'er..."
"Sister, what are you talking about? Don't think about it." Lao Zhu quickly comforted her. His sister might die before him, which made Lao Zhu extremely afraid that she would hurt her body.
When I arrived at the Jinshen Hall, I flipped through a few folds, but all I saw were random remarks, and I couldn't even read a word. I threw away the folds in my hand and said, "Come on! Send all these to the cabinet! From now on, these trivial matters will
, the cabinet and the Central Secretariat will handle it themselves!"
"No. If Su'er doesn't wake up, I will never leave Su'er." Queen Ma shook her head. Although her voice was hoarse from crying, she was firm.
"I will never let those evil spirits have a chance to take advantage of me!"
"If you dare to come close, your soul will be driven to pieces!"
But the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. My son has Su Hui and claims to be a time traveler. Now it seems that he will never be possessed by someone who seizes his body. Then even if there is Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang, and Six Paths of Reincarnation,
What's more surprising?
"Go get the curtain! Surround this place! Don't let the ghosts find you!"
"...Nothing, just help your elder brother." After thinking about it, Lao Zhu waved his hand to him. The palms and backs of his hands were all flesh, and Lao Wu's words were meaningless. I don't know if he was Lao Wu.
Si Lai Lai really bullied his younger brother.
However, despite this, the couple still guarded Zhu Su all night. Early the next morning, Lao Zhu summoned Mu Ying to guard outside Zhu Su's door. After all, it is better to believe that Mu Ying fought at a young age, and his murderous aura was also extremely high.
Seriously, if there are gods and ghosts, it will be difficult to approach.
"Bring the lamps and candles! I want this place to be like daytime day and night! Go and tell all the monks and Taoists in Yingtian to come to the palace and pray for the King of Wu!"
"Is the 'fourth' mentioned by the fifth child Di'er? And what on earth did Zhu Qizhen do..."
These words made Lao Zhu's hair stand on end. He stood up and said, "No! Impossible! Even if there is a sinister little devil, how dare he do this to our heirs!"
Seeing Zhu Biao ascending the throne, Lao Zhu called to the two tigers behind him: "Er tigers. Go and ask the Ministry of Works to fill up all the puddles and pools in the Prince's Mansion!"
"In ancient times, there were two generals, Wei Chi Gong and Qin Qiong, who frightened the ghosts and gods. Even Zhu Yuanzhang, who has been killing all his life, will not be any worse than the two of them!"
"... Biao'er, you also fell into the water, why are you still here catching wind? The fifth child is fine. We will try our best to protect him." He took Zhu Biao's hand and thought of this eldest son.
In history, it is very likely that his life will be short-lived, and he can't help but feel soft in his heart.
Since there really is an underworld, then if such a fish really slips through the net, will the underworld really send a kid to collect the soul of his son?
These words made Lao Zhu's heart tremble, and he quickly interrupted: "If you're counting on me, you should be counting on us husband and wife!"
The piled up memorials were moved to the cabinet. Lao Zhu sat in the empty Jinshen Hall, and his mind could not help but replay what Zhu Su had just said: "Sister and Biao'er... what happened to Lao Wu?"
Which nephew committed the evil act of killing my uncle?"
"As parents, we should have guarded him, protected him, and prevented him from getting hurt. But we doubted him, guarded against him, and secretly abandoned him..."
"Dad? Did you call me?" Zhu Di turned around.
"If any of the other people dare to come close, kill them!"
Let's wait for Lao Wu to wake up first.
He squeezed out a smile: "Su'er cared about you the most before. If you get hurt by your random thoughts, Su'er will definitely blame us when he wakes up."
She gently placed Zhu Su on the pillow, caressed Zhu Su's face, and whispered: "Chongba, I just thought that what happened today is really abnormal. Could it be that the impermanent judge of the underworld noticed that Su'er didn't drink?
After Meng Po Tang, that’s why we brought up those things and asked Su’er to go back.”
"It's okay for now..." Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Biao and saw that his eldest son's lips were still pale, but there was worry and concern on his face.
Erhu was stunned, filling in the water pool of the Prince's Mansion? This... wouldn't it ruin the feng shui? But then I thought about it, it should be that His Majesty deeply hates the two princes falling into the water, and hates that the house is in ruins. I think it is good, it is time for His Majesty to let him
I felt so depressed in my chest. Your Majesty is the Emperor of the People, so why should you care about the Feng Shui? He just said, "Follow the order and leave."
Thinking of this, Lao Zhu rushed out a few steps, pulled out a long sword from the sword stand in the front hall, and then quickly returned to his wife and children's bed. He pointed the sword into the void and shouted: "You monster! How dare you hurt my heir!"
"
After learning from his father that Zhu Su was okay for the time being, brother Zhu Biao finally let go of his heavy heart. Seeing the second, third, and fourth brothers helping Zhu Biao away, Old Zhu's heart moved, "Fourth..."
"Yes, yes!" All the palace maids and chamberlains hurriedly left. Old Zhu was still worried and stood in front of the couch with his sword: "Don't worry, sister! We will stay here from now on."
Lao Zhu blankly looked at Qianqing Palace behind him. He wanted to go back to Zhu Su, but he was afraid that his wife would be worried and he would give up trying to persuade him. He thought about going to Kunning Palace to take a rest, but he was too worried to sleep. After thinking about it, he went to the palace.
The chamberlain waved his hand and decided to go to the palace to handle government affairs.
The cabinet has been practicing for some time, and it is time to share some government affairs.
All the palace maids and chambermaids were frightened when they saw that Old Zhu looked like a dream demon. Old Zhu stared blankly: "What are you looking at!"
"I'll take care of Su'er... You have a lot of affairs in the country, so don't let yourself get sick. Biao'er and Ping'er and the others are still counting on you!"
"Chongba..." Seeing that her husband was concerned and confused, Empress Ma had to brace herself to hold him back. "You must not do this... You are the emperor now, and everything in the court cannot be separated from you. How can you keep guarding him?" Are you looking at Su'er?"
"His little soul, without the protection of us as parents, was just... that those who restrained the soul found an opportunity to take advantage of..."
After passing through layers of curtains, Lao Zhu walked out of Qianqing Palace. Zhu Biao and Zhu Chong, who were waiting outside the door, hurriedly gathered around him. "Dad, fifth brother, is he... okay?"
"Okay, you should go back to the palace to rest first. Let us watch over Su'er here..."
As I was chewing in my heart, a message from a chamberlain sounded outside: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has sent you the list of 'Emperors of the Emperor and Ming Dynasty' that you ordered before, and I came here to ask for correction."
"Oh?" Lao Zhu was stunned and suddenly remembered that after learning that Biao'er would have an heir, he asked the Ministry of Rites to prepare a list of descendants of the Zhu family in advance.
The intention was for the descendants of the Zhu family, except the eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying, to be named according to the characters he had planned, for the sake of eternal good fortune.
"Bring it in!" Lao Zhu Ming said. His mind was very confused at this time. He just wanted to see if the name chosen by the Ministry of Rites was appropriate, so he wanted to change his mind...