Chapter 45 Chapter 45 is the only genuine version...
Huai Jing's questioning and accusations, word by word, expressed all the doubts in everyone's heart but that they had not expressed out loud.
Although Prime Minister Song and others were outside, they were only separated by a screen and could hear everything clearly.
He simply tore off the thin disguise, revealing the darkness underneath.
Qingping was amazed and couldn't help but look at the young man.
Yo?
After so many days, he finally saw a normal person among the dark unlucky guys, the gray unlucky guys, the unlucky guys with black and gray entangled together...
Tsk.
Not only is it normal, it is also a prosperous one.
This doesn't seem like a young and foolish person.
The emperor was furious: "Are you accusing me?"
Huai Jingzhi did not kneel down. He stiffened his neck and said nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said thousands of words.
The emperor was so angry that he was shaking. Since he ascended the throne, no one had ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him. They were simply pointing at his nose and scolding him.
"Do I need to explain to you how I feel about Chen'er?!"
The emperor's chest seemed to be filled with flames, burning fiercely: "I hope Chen'er can wake up more than anyone else!"
This is the truth.
If Xie Yingchen had died like this, anyone would have speculated like Huai Jingzhi.
Xie Yingchen was held hostage in Liang for six years, and he survived.
He survived the thousands-mile journey from Liang State to the capital.
Just over a month after returning to Beijing, he died, in the palace, in front of the emperor himself.
How will the world view him?!
The emperor's heart was in turmoil. He placed all his hopes on Qingping. "Master, please think of a way to wake Chen'er up."
Qingping is quite good at observing people's words and expressions. In the past year, he has been moving among wealthy families and is very smooth-talking.
He understood the emperor's hint, which was to wake Xie Yingchen up, not to make him recover.
It’s not difficult just to wake up.
He has a few soul-clearing pills here, which were given to him by his master before he went out. His master personally refined them.
"Yes." Qingping said with a bow, "I will give it a try."
Qingping took out a pill and leaned over to feed it to Xie Yingchen personally.
“No!”
Huai Jingzhi rushed over with a shout. He blocked the view of the emperor and others with his back, quietly picked up the pill with his fingers, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
His movements were as fast as the wind, and his face was filled with grief and indignation as he asked, "What did you feed the young master?!"
What? Didn't you eat it all? You're blaming him, and you're still being unreasonable!? This Qingshen Pill is such a good thing that even he can't bear to eat it. Qingping's beard trembled with anger. Huai Jingzhi didn't give him a chance to speak, and shouted: "If anything happens to the young master..."
He looked at everyone with hatred and did not allow them to get even a step closer.
"Jingzhi."
At this moment, Xie Yingchen on the bed said in a weak voice: "Don't be rude..."
"Chen'er!"
The emperor was so happy that he almost cried.
Qingping: "..."
He glanced at the "young fool" out of the corner of his eye. So, he had become part of their plan?!
"Master, you are truly an accomplished master!"
The emperor said this sincerely.
Well, Qingping shook his whisk. Now that he had said that, how could he have the nerve to point it out?
Xie Yingchen said weakly, "Jingzhi, the emperor is my uncle and he only cares about me. I am weak and what does it have to do with the emperor? Don't make random accusations and cause people to criticize you."
"The Emperor is worried about me, so he lets me live in the palace so he can take care of me."
"now……"
Xie Yingchen coughed and spoke intermittently, as if he was just in the last moments of life and could lose all his breath at any moment.
He used all his strength and said, "Your Majesty, I often dream about my father these days..."
"Please let Jingzhi and the others leave the palace with me."
The emperor said nothing.
He and Xie Yingchen looked at each other. Xie Yingchen's lips were pale, his cheeks were bloodless, and he spoke intermittently. There was no doubt that he would faint at the next moment and never wake up again.
Even so, there was still a soothing smile on his lips, and he restrained the urge to turn against me.
The emperor felt depressed. He clearly did nothing today, but in the end everyone believed that he did it. Who could he complain to?
"Your Majesty, I want to..." Xie Yingchen paused for a long time, unable to catch his breath, "Return to the house where my father used to live and be with my parents. Please grant me this, Your Majesty."
emperor:"……"
Xie Yingchen is still the same as he was six years ago.
At the beginning, Xie Yingchen withdrew on the condition that if anyone in the Eastern Palace was still alive, the matter would be left unresolved. If anyone in the Eastern Palace had died, their family members would not be implicated.
And he will take everyone with him to Liang State and be willing to be a hostage.
Now, six years later.
Even though Xie Yingchen was certain that he was the one who did it, he retreated again.
He proposed to leave the palace to save his own face, and the condition was also to save everyone around him.
Also, return all the belongings of the deposed Crown Prince and Crown Princess to him.
Xie Yingchen closed his eyes slightly, as if he was using his last bit of strength to wait for the emperor's answer.
The emperor nodded almost imperceptibly.
He paused for a moment and disagreed, "You are ill and cannot leave the palace yet. If anything unexpected happens, how can I face your royal grandfather and your father?"
"Master Qingping, if you can wake Chen'er up, can you also make him better?" The emperor shook his head and said anxiously, "As long as Chen'er can get better, I am willing to personally pray to all the gods in the heavens, even if it means shortening my life."
Qingping's forehead twitched.
The capital city is not big, and everyone is a smart guy. Just on this trip, he has witnessed several fights with his own eyes.
Why.
The emperor did not want Prince Chen to stay in the palace, but he was a "kind elder" and could not drive someone out just because he was sick.
You must never lose face.
So I said this so that I could smooth things over and persuade people.
Ugh. So tired.
No wonder his master had to try to persuade him when he said he wanted to come to the capital to gain experience in the world.
"Your Majesty." Qingping pretended to calculate a few times, then shook his head and sighed in an unfathomable manner, "Forgive my incompetence."
Qingping said with a stern face, "You are the emperor. Your health and longevity are related to the people of the world and the country. I cannot go against the will of heaven."
"Master! This is my imperial decree..."
"Your Majesty, you cannot do that!"
Prince Jin rushed in from outside, knelt before the emperor, hugged his thigh, and said sincerely: "Please take care of your health. Chen'er doesn't want to see you worrying so much about him!"
After the Prince of Jin rushed in, the Prime Minister and Prince Li followed him in.
"Your Majesty. Chen'er has been away from the capital for many years, and it is his wish to live in his parents' home."
"Please let Chen'er go in peace."
"Please, Your Majesty, let Chen'er leave the palace!"
With tears in his eyes, the Prince of Jin knelt on the ground and personally handed the steps to the emperor's feet.
Tears welled up in the emperor's eyes.
Everyone here knows the "truth" - even the emperor feels in his heart that he has been wronged.
Prime Minister Song looked at Xie Yingchen's pale face, his eyes full of pity, mixed with some guilt and self-blame.
Since returning from Liang State, Prince Chen has been bedridden. If his health was truly so poor, how could he have traveled all the way back to the capital? However, the cabinet had reviewed his pulse diagnosis, and the Emperor had no problem with this.
Now that he has suddenly fallen seriously ill, if he dies in the palace, whether he wants to seek justice for Prince Chen or take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents, there will inevitably be suspicions and disputes in the court, and there will be unrest among the factions.
Now the court is in an unstable situation with internal and external troubles, and we cannot afford any more chaos.
Regardless of whether it was the emperor's doing or not, letting Prince Chen leave the palace now is the best option.
If Gongzi Chen is lucky enough to survive, he can use this opportunity to live outside the palace and be less restricted from then on.
If not.
Prime Minister Song lowered his eyelids, a trace of deep sadness flashing across his aged eyes, but it was fleeting. He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, why not fulfill the eldest son's wish?"
Prime Minister Song did this out of consideration for the stability of the court.
Prince Jin always understood the emperor's heart best. He wiped away a tear and said, "Your Majesty, for the sake of the country, you must not act on your own and injure your body."
Prince Li also nodded silently. "When the late emperor was alive, he loved Chen'er the most. He never refused anything Chen'er asked for. Your Majesty, you treat Chen'er with the same care. Now... well, please fulfill Chen'er's final wish."
The emperor finally nodded.
In just half an hour, the imperial carriage was ready.
The late emperor had been very kind to the deposed crown prince. When several other princes left the palace to set up their own residences, he jokingly gave the deposed crown prince a house and told him that a ruler should not be too high and mighty and alienated from the people. If he did not even know how the people lived, how could he be a wise ruler?
Of course, the deposed prince did not live outside the palace all the time. Instead, he would go out and stay for a few days during his days off.
This house has been preserved ever since.
Even though it has not been properly repaired in the past few years, it was the former residence of the deposed crown prince after all. It was originally built according to the regulations for the crown prince, and the blueprints were drawn by the late emperor himself, so there is definitely no problem for people to live in it.
The emperor brought all the people in Xiyunwu with him, including the eunuchs and the Jinwu Guards.
No one knew what the emperor and Xie Yingchen talked about in private, but when Xie Yingchen came out of Xiyunwu, he fell into a coma again and looked even more decrepit. The imperial physicians took turns feeling his pulse and all shook their heads and sighed at the emperor. The imperial physician Zheng even said bluntly that he had at most five days to live.
The emperor personally sent the person to the house.
The main door of the house was wide open, and the old servant who stayed inside was kneeling on the ground.
The emperor stared at the peeling vermilion gate, then looked up at the empty doorway. The plaque that once hung there, with only the words "Xie Mansion," was gone. His hands subconsciously clenched together, trembling slightly, and he blurted out, "Stop."
"I……"
He wanted to say, go into the mansion.
He should see Xie Yingchen settle down with his own eyes.
However, these two words kept going up and down in my throat and I couldn't say them.
The emperor's hands trembled even more violently. He swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "I will return to the palace first."
He didn't even make an excuse. He only kept half of the imperial doctors and never stepped into this door from beginning to end.
The door is closed.
Several old servants knelt on the ground, their eyes already soaked with tears: "Young Master..."
The young master is back.
They were all eunuchs who had been guarding this house for six years. They thought they would live in darkness until the day they died.
Who wants to.
It's dawn.
Chongjiu stopped silently.
The others followed Xie Yingchen to the main courtyard first, and then left, each doing their own job to arrange everything that the young master had prepared before he fainted. Only Huai Jingzhi and Qin Chen stayed by his side.
Huai Jingzhi let out a long sigh and gently placed the sachet he had been holding in his palm on the pillow of Xie Yingchen.
Everything went as planned.
They finally left the palace openly.
"How long will it take for the young master to wake up?"
"I won't sleep all the time."
"Didn't Miss Gu say that on the silk paper?"
Qin Chen spoke in one breath and sighed, "It would be great if we could invite Miss Gu in."
Huai Jingzhi had a blank expression on his face, and his ordinary facial features looked extremely dull.
After the young master woke up briefly, even he could tell how weak his pulse was. Even though he left the palace safely, Huai Jingzhi's heart was still in his throat.
Qin Chen and his companions endured the entire night, and the imperial physician also endured it until dawn. Miraculously, Xie Yingchen's condition was not better, but it did not get worse either.
The imperial physician was wiping his sweat. No matter what, the day had passed.
As long as he survives one day, Gongzi Chen will not be considered dead in the palace.
After the imperial physician felt the pulse and went out to prescribe medicine, Qin Chen came in from outside, covered in morning dew, and whispered, "Lao Huai. The guards have been changed."
"Um?"
"It's been replaced by Jinyiwei."
All the Jinwu Guards withdrew and were taken over by the Jinyi Guards.
Huai Jingzhi was slightly thoughtful, and the two of them looked at each other tacitly, and no one said anything else.
It's getting brighter.
The morning sunlight shone through the window and enveloped Gu Zhizhuo.
She also did not sleep all night.
"Drink some water first."
Qiongfang brought a cup of warm water to the steward Zheng Qi, who drank it in one breath, relieving his dry mouth.
Zheng Qi is one of the most important managers in the mansion, and is in charge of the spies planted by the Duke's Mansion in the capital and the palace.
After the incident, her third uncle, Gu Baibai, gave Zheng Qi to her. As soon as she returned from the palace yesterday, Gu Zhizhuo had him send someone to keep an eye on the outside. She knew immediately whether Xie Yingchen had left the palace or moved into the deposed crown prince's house.
Zheng Qi put down the cup and said, "Miss, this morning, after midday, all the Jinwu Guards inside and outside the house were withdrawn and replaced by Jinyi Guards."
Gu Zhizhuo leaned forward slightly and repeated, "Are you sure it's the Jinyiwei?"
"Yes, girl."
Gu Zhizhuo gently rubbed his forbidden steps with his fingertips.
Why is it Jinyiwei?
Since the young master returned to the capital, he has been under the watchful eye of the Jinwu Guards. Why were they suddenly replaced by the Jinyi Guards? In the emperor's view, the young master is already dying, so there's no need to do anything more. Unless...
Gu Zhizhuo remembered that when he was in the palace, Chen Xu had been to Xiyunwu.
And last time at Zhuangzi...
A strange light flashed across Gu Zhizhuo's eyes. After asking a few more questions about the situation outside, he sent Zheng Qi away and returned to the inner courtyard.
She didn't go out again and stayed there until night.
As soon as it got dark, she changed into a simple and convenient dress and quietly left the house. This time, she only brought Qingmei with her and left Qiongfang behind.
Now that there is no curfew, there are still some people coming and going on the streets, until after going around a few streets, there are fewer people.
When they arrived at the street where Xie's mansion was located, Gu Zhizhuo could see the vermilion door with peeling paint and the Jinyiwei standing in front of the door at a glance.
Feiyufu and Xiuchundao, there is no way to make a mistake.
It has indeed changed.
Gu Zhizhuo looked around and walked forward quickly.
Before she could get close to Xie's house, a Jinyiwei came forward and stopped her.
The Jinyiwei had a stern face and said nothing, with his embroidered spring sword slightly unsheathed, as if to say: If you don't get out, you will die.
"return."
It’s Sheng Jiang.
Sheng Jiang walked over, his eyes fixed on her for only a moment before quickly moving away. He shouted at the Jinyiwei, "What are you doing standing here? There's no one here."
After saying that, he left first.
The Embroidered Spring Sword was sheathed, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards followed closely behind him.
The two men didn't look at her again.
Gu Zhizhuo did not look in the direction of the Jinyiwei, but walked straight to the gate of Xie Mansion with Qingmei. The corner door opened and the two of them entered safely.
"Miss Gu."
Qin Chen was waiting on the other side of the door, as if he knew she would come.
He clenched his right fist and tapped the palm of his left hand, his eyebrows dancing with joy as he said, "Old Huai is right."
"What did Huai Jingzhi say?" Gu Zhizhuo asked casually as he followed him in.
"He said that if you knew the Jinwu Guards had been replaced by the Jinyi Guards, you would definitely come."
Lao Huai loved to be witty, so Qin Chen never dwelled on such incomprehensible words. He only cared about one thing: "Miss Gu, the young master hasn't woken up yet."
"I know."
Gu Zhizhuo said nothing and quickened his pace.
"This way."
"There are a total of 120 Jinyiwei people here. They are all in the first three entrances and have not entered the main courtyard. Further in, there are only our own people."
Qin Chen led her along the bluestone path, and then through two hanging flower doors in succession, and sure enough, the Jinyiwei were no longer seen.
He continued, “Lord Shen came to Xiyunwu yesterday, just after you left.”
Just as Gu Zhizhuo guessed, Chen Xu must have reached some kind of deal with the young master.
Only he could persuade the emperor to replace the Jinwu Guard with the Jinyi Guard to guard the Xie Mansion.
"Watch your step. We just moved in and we don't have lanterns or anything ready yet."
"There's a staircase here."
Qin Chen led the way. The mansion was dark with only a few lanterns scattered around, and the starlight and moonlight were also a little dim.
Gu Zhizhuo was actually more familiar with this mansion than Qin Chen. She had walked every path and corridor countless times and would not make a mistake even with her eyes closed.
Xie Yingchen lived in the main courtyard, but this courtyard was the only one with two more glass lamps hanging. When he walked from the darkness, his vision suddenly became bright.
Entering the main room, there were two imperial doctors waiting outside the screen.
Qin Chen said, "The other doctors have gone to rest, so only these two are left."
Seeing Qin Chen bringing people in, the two imperial doctors said nothing and quietly retreated outside.
The room had not been ventilated for a long time, and Gu Zhizhuo smelled a faint musty smell. In addition to Huaijing, there was another old acquaintance of Gu Zhizhuo in the room, Chongjiu.
Chongjiu stood beside the screen, so quietly that he seemed to become one with it.
Huai Jingzhi bowed and said, "Miss Gu."
Gu Zhizhuo returned the greeting and walked quickly to the couch.
Xie Yingchen did not look well. He was pale and dying, just like the last rays of the setting sun.
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes suddenly became hot, and she blinked hard to prevent the tears from flowing.
It's okay. Not in the last life.
It's okay. The young master won't die. He's still here.
Gu Zhizhuo sat down on the bed and raised his hand to feel his pulse.
She lowered her eyes and almost missed the pulse because of nervousness. After a long time, she finally felt a subtle vitality slowly awakening in the beating of the dying pulse, repairing her almost decayed internal organs.
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes suddenly lit up.
Huai Jingzhi had been staring at her, and seeing this, he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"
Gu Zhizhuo withdrew his hand and smiled at him: "Nothing."
"The young master is very good."
Kirin Cat is capable!
This recipe is perfect!
Gu Zhizhuo showed a happy smile. From the time he left the palace yesterday until now, his uneasy heart had finally returned to its normal rhythm.
She took out her needle bag and her precious compass from her bosom.
As usual, let’s start with the divination.
Kan and Li are in harmony, and yin and yang are combined.
"Good luck."
"You can take the heart pulse."
After she finished speaking, she spread the needle bag aside, then raised her hand and lifted the quilt covering Xie Yingchen. Her movements were so smooth that even Qin Chen didn't react.
Qin Chen:!
Wait a minute!
Qin Chen's voice was stuck in his throat, and he stared in amazement as Miss Gu unceremoniously pulled open the young man's clothes, stripping them off in two or three strokes until only a white undershirt remained.
Xie Yingchen had traveled all the way from the palace to this place, and his condition was extremely poor, so when they settled him down, they only took off his outermost garment.
"etc!"
Qin Chen finally said these two words, but ended up being helped by Huai Jingzhi again.
Huai Jingzhi glared at him, thinking he was meddling in other people's business.
Oh, you're wearing too many clothes, so you can't do acupuncture, right? So, the unfinished words took a turn in his mouth and turned into another few words: "Miss Gu, let me take them off for you."
Gu Zhizhuo turned around and looked at him, his attitude frank and without any hesitation: "No need."
Why do you need to take it off? Just wear the middle shirt.
She could also accurately penetrate the acupoints through the inner garment. Of course, it would be better without the inner garment, but the young master in the previous life refused to do so no matter what.
Gu Zhizhuo was lost in thought, but his hands did not slow down at all.
She put the compass aside, took out the longest needle from the needle bag, and placed the first needle at Tianchixue.
The long needle slowly inserted into the acupuncture point. Her hands moved very slowly, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily. Except for occasionally glancing at the magnetic needle, all her attention was on this silver needle.
The slender silver needle seemed to weigh a thousand gold in her hand. After a while, Gu Zhizhuo's forehead was covered with sweat, and beads of sweat flowed down her cheeks. Qingmei gently wiped it for her with a handkerchief.
After a full incense stick of time, Gu Zhizhuo finally withdrew his hand.
At the same time, the silver needle trembled slightly and made a low humming sound.
Gu Zhizhuo took the patient's pulse with one hand and took the second silver needle with the other.
A total of nine stitches.
There are only nine stitches, but it takes from dusk till dawn for this set of stitches to be completed.
Gu Zhizhuo let out a long sigh. He was exhausted and his back was already soaked with sweat.
She was just about to get up and stretch her muscles when her vision suddenly went dark, her body swayed back and forth, and her right hand involuntarily pressed lightly on Xie Yingchen's body.
"Young Master?"
Xie Yingchen's eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Gu Zhizhuo raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was like the rising sun, reflected in his pupils.
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