Chapter 333 The Little Prince's Self-Rescue (1 update)

Chief Ji Feng led the tribesmen and united with the other three tribes to start spring ploughing in a hurry according to the farming techniques he had learned.

In Daliang, the ice and snow had just melted. In early March, the capital of Daliang was still very cold. If you were outdoors, you still had to wear a cloak to keep out the wind.

Otherwise, a cold wind in early spring would still make you feel chilled.

At this time, in the Wenhua Hall of the Imperial Palace.

The little prince was reluctant to read memorials in Yu's study. In the first few days, he would read memorials in Yu's study. Looking at the piles of memorials, he immediately felt dizzy and even his hands holding the red seal were shaking.

But the third prince had been very tired recently in the house search. In order to keep things going, he couldn't push people too much. He had to work hard on these memorials alone.

However, the little prince's patience only lasted him for 7 days.

Thinking about his past life when he didn't have to go to class, write homework, go to court, or do errands, he would study chemistry and do experiments when he had nothing to do. When

he was tired, he would eat snacks, pet panda cubs, and relax with the big black cat.

Otherwise, he would study various delicacies, and his life was so happy.

But what about now?

The days of sleeping in are gone, and he has to get up at dawn. Although he can take a nap during the morning court while the ministers are quarreling, so many memorials are also very tiring.

Ever since Lu Chengtian was poisoned and fell into a coma, the little prince's time has been occupied by piles of memorials.

Get up early, go to court.

Review memorials, go to the toilet.

Review memorials, eat lunch.

Review memorials, dinner.

Review memorials, go to bed.

And then repeat over and over again.

After a few days, the little prince finally couldn't hold on any longer. This tiring life was not what he was supposed to live! The

little prince, who got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the dogs, was tortured by a large number of memorials all day long and was abnormally irritable.

Finally, after waiting for the border war situation for a long time in vain, the little prince exploded.

He pushed down the mountain of memorials and rushed to Chengqian Hall angrily.

This is Lu Chengtian's bedroom. After he was poisoned and fell into a coma, he has been recuperating in the bedroom. The director of the Imperial Hospital, Dr. Jiang, also moved in. In order to detoxify him, he received acupuncture and medicinal baths every day.

After a period of time, it did work. He was finally no longer in a coma, but it was not much better. He could only wake up once every three to five days, and the time he was awake was no more than two quarters of an hour.

When the little prince came over, Lu Chengtian had just finished acupuncture and was not awake yet.

"How is the emperor today?"

Director Jiang was very sad. In recent days, he brought people from the Imperial Hospital and, with the cooperation of the imperial guards, turned the palace upside down.

The emperor has been poisoned for a year and is still in the palace!

This is simply shocking.

However, despite the huge battle, not a single trace was found.

Instead, a lot of secrets were uncovered.

For example, stealing, adultery, and gambling.

The most serious one was witchcraft.

The emperor fainted, and without an empress, the empress dowager was in charge of all matters in the harem.

As the champion of palace fighting last term, the empress dowager has never been a soft-hearted person.

Her son was poisoned and is now in a coma, and all these messy and filthy things were discovered in the palace. The empress dowager was furious and locked them all up in the Ministry of Punishment for strict interrogation.

Even now, there is no result.

Lu Zexu naturally asked about it, because he really wanted Lu Chengtian to recover soon.

He really didn't want to go to court and review memorials all day.

Looking at the little prince's expectant eyes, Jiang Yuanzheng bowed his head and said, "The poison in the emperor's body has not been completely eliminated. It will take some time."

Lu Zexu's face immediately fell, "Is there no good news?"

How long will he have to endure this kind of suffering!

Seeing this, Jiang Yuanzheng slowed down his tone, "The emperor's body has recovered well, and he is awake longer and longer. With time, he will soon recover."

"Okay, it's good news." Lu Zexu sighed and walked into the bedroom.

Lu Chengtian lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, looking much more haggard than before.

Lu Zexu also sat down on the bed, without even saying hello, and started to chatter.

"Father, this memorial is really not for human approval, I really can't do it, Father, when will you wake up?"

Lu Chengtian didn't respond.

"I'm only 13 this year. My small shoulders can't bear the weight of the tens of thousands of people in Daliang. There are so many memorials, from the capital, from the local prefectures, and from the borders. I have to deal with them all by myself. How can I handle them all?"

"I don't have the ability of my father. If my father doesn't wake up and insists on leaving this mess to me, then I will have to solve the problem in my own way."

Lu Zexu stared at the comatose Lu Chengtian. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he continued, "Father, if you don't agree, then wake up."

The person on the bed was still motionless.

Lu Zexu frowned, "Father, then I'll take it as your consent."

He stood up, "If my father doesn't want Daliang to be tormented by me, you'd better wake up as soon as possible and take charge of the situation yourself."

After that, he turned and left.

"Fulu, summon the prime ministers and the six ministers of the inner cabinet to Wenhua Palace."

Fulu's chubby body was a little hesitant, "Your Highness, is this really possible? Since ancient times, it has never happened before. If the emperor knew, he would blame your Highness, right?"

The little prince threw his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said very proudly, "Father has already agreed!"

Fulu's mouth twitched, thinking about the situation in the bedroom just now: "Is that considered an agreement just now?"

The little prince nodded seriously, his tone firm, "Of course it counts!"

Fulu was helpless, okay, who knows how to feel distressed when he is a prince.

He immediately took the young eunuchs to announce the order.

Meanwhile in Chengqian Hall, Lu Chengtian, who was still unconscious just now, had sat up, "Dequan, go and see what the prince is going to do?" Dequan

was helpless, he would rather serve the emperor in the bedroom!

He really didn't want to get involved in the affairs between this father and son!

Every time he felt that he would live several years less.

However, now he was the only one by the emperor's side, and this matter could only be done by him.

Here, a group of ministers came to Wenhua Hall in a daze.

At the top of the hall was a large desk and an extremely comfortable armchair.

On both sides of the hall, there were four slightly smaller desks, each with a chair for the master, but the difference was that each desk had three piles of memorials on it.

The eight ministers were confused.

The young prince, who was in the lead, smiled and looked at everyone, "Since everyone is here, let's get started."