Chapter 3189 All Sick
Lord Wei was indeed ill, but it was not only Lord Wei who was ill, the emperor was also ill.
He felt uncomfortable in his throat when he woke up early in the morning. When the guard helped him wash up, he touched his forehead and found it was burning hot, so he immediately reported it to Yin Li.
It would take more than an hour to ride a fast horse from Putian back to the capital. The emperor obviously could not go back by fast horse now, and it would take at least two hours to take a carriage.
He didn't dare let the emperor travel for two hours when he had a high fever, so he asked someone to call a doctor. After prescribing medicine and having the emperor drink it, he immediately took the doctor to escort the emperor and Lord Wei back to the capital.
Yin Li did not tell Mr. Zhuang about the emperor's illness. He said to him, "Your Majesty is anxious about the new rice seeds. Mr. Zhuang should assist the Zhou family in writing a memorial on the cultivation of new rice seeds and submit it to the emperor."
Mr. Zhuang understood and said, "Yes, I will stay in the other courtyard to sort out the materials."
Yin Li nodded and asked someone to help Lord Wei out.
Although the emperor had a fever, it was barely noticeable except for his slightly blue face. He walked out with a smile, strode towards the carriage, and said to Zhuang Xun, "I'll give you a few more days' leave so you can finish writing the memorial."
Mr. Zhuang agreed and watched them leave.
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Wulang stood aside. After the convoy had vanished, Mr. Zhuang was still watching. They also leaned their heads out to look at the road again and again. "Sir, the emperor and his men have gone far away."
Mr. Zhuang then turned back and said, "Da Lang, hitch up the mule cart and let's go back to the capital."
"Ah, didn't the emperor ask us to write some memorial?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled faintly and said, "You can submit the memorial later. This is a major matter for your Zhou family. You can wait until Manbao and Lizhong return so they can compile it into a book and submit it to Your Majesty."
Zhou Dalang: "But Lord Yin just asked you to submit a memorial. What if the emperor blames you for not submitting it yet?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed and said, "I'm afraid His Majesty won't have the time to care about this matter for a while. Let's wait until Zhou Man and the others return."
Although Yin Li said that it was Lord Wei who was sick, he was not a fool or blind. Moreover, Zhou Man was his disciple and he knew some medical knowledge. It was obvious that His Majesty was not feeling well.
Mr. Zhuang had a headache. The emperor didn’t look very good yesterday. Could he have had heatstroke?
Yin Li also suspected that the emperor had heatstroke, so he kept giving him water to drink after he got in the car.
The emperor was almost annoyed to death. Not only could he only drink porridge in the morning, but he also had to take medicine, and then drink water after taking the medicine. He was persuaded to drink a bowl of water every quarter of an hour. It was so annoying.
The emperor got out of the carriage to free himself, then returned to the carriage. Seeing Yin Li coming up with the water bag again, his face immediately turned pale. "Shoujie, don't just stare at me. Look at Wei Qing. He is more seriously ill than I am. You should also pay attention to him."
Wei Zhi, who was leaning against the wall of the carriage, raised his eyelids to look at the emperor, then lowered them again. He didn't want to talk to him.
Yin Li said, "I have already shown my concern for Lord Wei. Your Majesty, it is time for you to drink some water."
The emperor stared at the water bag that was handed to him but didn't take it. He said, "If you drink too much water, you'll have to stop the car. It's better to return to the palace as soon as possible."
He said, "Although I have a slight fever, I don't think it's serious. You are making a big fuss."
Wei Zhi said slowly, "Your Majesty, you have an old illness, and a few years ago, a sore throat nearly endangered your life. How can you treat this as a joke?"
"But I'm full of energy and spirits now. Whether you look at me from a distance or up close, do you think I look sick?" The emperor said, "But you, Wei Qing, you've turned pale. Alas, if I had known you would get sick from the fatigue, I shouldn't have asked you to come with me yesterday."
Yin Li continued to hold up the water bag and reminded, "Your Majesty, both Dean Xiao and Imperial Physician Zhou have said that drinking more warm water can relieve sore throats. I don't expect this water to cure you, but at least it won't make your condition worse. Isn't it just a matter of stopping a few more times along the way? I'll stop!"
Besides, a horse needs to rest when it’s tired, right?
Seeing that he could not persuade the two men, the emperor could only silently take the water bag. If he had known earlier, he would not have left Gu Zhong in the palace, but should have taken him with him.
The group finally arrived at the palace around noon, and Dean Xiao and Doctor Liu were urgently summoned into the palace.
As soon as the emperor saw them, he pointed to the side hall and said, "Go see Wei Qing first, go quickly!"
The two confused people turned around and went to the side hall. Yin Li was about to speak, but Gu Zhong had already stepped forward and held the emperor's hand. He said with a worried look on his face, "Your Majesty, you should take care of yourself. How come you're sick after just one day out?"
Wei Zhi caught a cold, and since he was already ill, the cold made his condition even worse. When he was sent to the side hall, he was almost unconscious.
Dean Xiao and Imperial Physician Liu were busy giving him acupuncture and medicine, but his health was very poor, and prescribing medicine for him was a very troublesome matter. There were too many taboos, and some medicines were suitable for his condition but not for his body.
Even if they are suitable, the efficacy is much smaller than that used on ordinary people.
When Wei Zhi's condition stabilized, Xiao Yuanzheng sighed and retracted the needle. Before he could finish his sigh, Gu Zhong hurriedly pulled him aside and said, "Xiao Yuanzheng, go see His Majesty! His Majesty has a fever again."
"Again?" Xiao Yuanzheng glared, "Your Majesty is also sick?"
He thought he was going to the palace just to treat Wei Zhi.
Dean Xiao was busy taking Doctor Liu to see the emperor. As they walked, he asked, "There are so many doctors in the Imperial Hospital. Why didn't you invite other doctors? Why have you been waiting?"
"Your Majesty is more convinced of the medical skills of Xiao Yuanzheng and Liu Taiyi."
"Then why didn't you call one of us over earlier?"
Gu Zhong said, "Your Majesty said that Lord Wei is more important at this time."
Xiao Yuanzheng had nothing to say and went to examine the emperor.
The emperor's condition was exactly the opposite of Wei Zhi's, he was suffering from a fever.
Yin Li exhaled and asked, "Did you get heatstroke?"
"It's not just heatstroke," Xiao Yuan was feeling the emperor's pulse, his brows slightly furrowed. "There's a lot of phlegm and dampness in the body, coupled with the intense heat and excessive joy, which inevitably damages the heart's energy, and..."
Xiao Yuanzheng looked up at the emperor's expression and said, "Your Majesty, you didn't sleep all night last night, did you?"
That would be even more harmful to your health.
Emperor: "...I am just so happy that I can't sleep."
This moment lasted too long.
Xiao Yuanzheng considered it for a while and wrote a prescription. Knowing that the emperor had a sore throat at the moment, he asked someone to go to the Imperial Hospital to get some watermelon frost for the emperor to take to relieve the pain first.
Gu Zhong followed closely, and when he finished writing the prescription, he asked, "Is your Majesty okay?"
Xiao Yuanzheng said carefully, "You need to rest well for the next few days. Don't eat meat or fish. Eat light food. Let's see how the medicine works first."
Because the emperor's condition had worsened before, Xiao Yuanzheng was hesitant to make a definitive conclusion. He said, "Your Majesty, please pay more attention to your old injury in the next few days."
Gu Zhong agreed.
A doctor prepared the medicine and brought it over. After examining it, Xiao Yuanzheng took Doctor Liu with him and went to boil the medicine. "I don't know if I'm wrong. I always feel that Your Majesty has too much yang, but too little qi, too much dryness and heat, and the phlegm and dampness in your body, and heatstroke, which is why you're sick."
(End of this chapter)
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