Chapter 339 I Really Don’t Want This Honor (Edited)

The Third Prince finally had a chance to take a breath at home, and he received this mission, which is extremely honorable for any prince.

This is the Spring Festival. In the past, the emperor would preside over the sacrifice. It is a great honor to sacrifice on behalf of the emperor!

You know, not everyone can act on behalf of the emperor.

Basically, only the crown prince, the future emperor, has such an honor!

Therefore, throughout the dynasties, basically this mission has belonged to the prince, or the prince candidate favored by the emperor.

And this time at the Spring Festival, the little prince dodged himself, and the Third Prince had to take office immediately.

The specifications of the ceremonial guards along the way far exceeded those of the prince, and they were completely ceremonial guards used by the prince.

Some ministers in the court were very excited, and some even had the urge to get married.

Once the third prince can really ascend the throne, they will be royal relatives, and the family's prosperity for a hundred years will definitely be guaranteed.

It is not just one family in Kyoto that has such an idea. There are more than one or two families who want to follow the dragon's footsteps.

If the third prince knew that such a series of things happened just because of a spring festival, he would definitely regret it!

He doesn't want to be a prince at all, let alone an emperor.

Both positions are too dangerous. He wants to live a few more years and die of old age.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, sharp arrows shot directly at the carriage. In an instant, the carriage was shot into a hedgehog, and one of the arrows hit the third prince in the chest.

At that moment, he thought he was going to leave this world soon, and the last thought that flashed through his mind was, fortunately, the sixth brother was lazy enough, and fortunately, it was him who came this time.

But he didn't expect that his chest only hurt for a moment, but no blood flowed out.

He grabbed the feather arrow and pulled it out without any effort. He

touched his chest, and except for a little pain from the shock, he didn't feel anything after that moment.

He remembered that as early as when the army set out for the northwest border, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince began to distribute armor.

Basically, each of the brothers was given two pieces.

Because the Crown Prince repeatedly instructed that they must wear it close to their bodies at all times, it can save their lives at critical moments.

In fact, he didn't wear it much at ordinary times. This time, because it was the Spring Festival, he had to leave the capital and go to the suburbs, so he put it on.

Unexpectedly, this armor actually saved his life.

Before the Third Prince could rejoice, another danger came.

Many men in black suddenly appeared in the woods on both sides. These men in black were highly skilled in martial arts and ruthless. The accompanying guards could not resist at all.

The Third Prince was a helpless scholar without any martial arts skills. He could only rely on the protection of the guards.

However, watching the guards around him fall one after another, the Third Prince galloped on his horse all the way, with arrows constantly shooting from behind.

He didn't know how many feather arrows hit his back.

Finally, the men in black behind him caught up, and only two guards were left by the Third Prince.

"Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me? How did I offend you?" The third prince asked in a deep voice.

"Your surname is Lu, which is your sin! I will send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince off!" The leading man said in a deep voice.

The third prince frowned slightly, "You want to kill the Crown Prince? Who are you?"

The black-clothed man said angrily with a sharp sword stained with blood, "I will send you to hell."

At the moment when the black-clothed man swung his sword forward, suddenly, a large number of guards appeared and directly fought with the black-clothed man.

It only took a quarter of an hour to capture and kill these assassins. The speed and neatness of the action stunned the third prince.

Lu Chengtian, who was supposed to be recuperating in the palace, suddenly appeared here.

What else did the Third Prince not understand?

He was originally an extremely intelligent person.

All the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were calculated by his father!

All the people in the Manchu Dynasty were pawns of his father, no matter if it was him or the prince!

After Lu Zerong realized this, he threw aside all the spring festivals and acts on behalf of the emperor.

Thinking of the little prince's daily weakness, the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were worried that he was too tired. Not only did they agree to the new regulations for writing memorials, but they also gathered in the Wenhua Hall every day to review memorials. The Third Prince immediately understood.

The upper body was not hit by the arrow because he was wearing protective clothing, but his arms and right leg had wounds of varying degrees. When Lu Chengtian came over and wanted to ask questions, the Third Prince fainted gorgeously in front of all the imperial guards.

The scene was in chaos again.

After all, the Third Prince still had six feather arrows stuck in his body, and there was blood all over his body. At first glance, it was obvious that he was dead.

The commander of the imperial guards had been dispatched. If the Third Prince really died, then he, the commander of the imperial guards, would have nothing to do.

There was chaos again.

Lu Chengtian originally wanted to lure the snake out of its hole, interrogate him on the spot, and dig out all the nails inside and outside the imperial city. The sacrifice was still planned according to the original plan, and the Third Prince went.

This time, the Third Prince was "seriously injured" and there was no one to preside over the sacrifice.

The Spring Festival is so important, it is related to the farming matters of the people of the world, and it must not be taken lightly.

In the past, it was the emperor who prayed for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people. If there were special circumstances, it would be the crown prince who would

pray. If there was no crown prince, then the princes would pray. Now that the third prince has gone on strike, Lu Chengtian will have to do it himself.

All the civil and military officials in the court knew that the emperor was poisoned and in a coma. His sudden appearance now shocked the officials.

Everyone quickly began to think hard, trying to recall if they had done anything wrong during this period of time.

Would they be blamed by the emperor?

After a sacrifice, some officials were still in a trance, feeling that the emperor was so scheming. Some officials with ulterior motives were even more nervous.

Seeing that the emperor was so energetic, they must have done it on purpose during this period of time. Everything was under the control of the emperor!

The officials accompanying the sacrifice were very nervous. The young prince in the capital who had just received the news that the third prince had been assassinated was also very nervous.

Looking at the detailed news sent back by the pigeon, the young prince was panicked and anxious, and trotted all the way to the Imperial Hospital.

He pulled Jiang Yuanzheng out of the palace.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Pay attention to the impact! Pay attention to the impact!" The old doctor staggered forward and couldn't help but whispered a reminder .

"What impact? Where does the impact come from? The most important thing now is to save the third brother. He was assassinated and is now unconscious!"

The young prince was very anxious. In his eyes, the person with the highest medical skills in the capital was Jiang Yuanzheng of the Imperial Hospital.

"Stop, stop, stop--"

Jiang Yuanzheng couldn't stop the young prince at all. In the end, he could only squat down and use his own weight to force the panicked young prince to stop.

"Jiang Yuanzheng! The situation is critical now, I'm waiting for you to save my life!" The little prince's words were full of urgency. "

What do you want to save? If you bring a powerful doctor, the third prince will be fine!" Jiang Yuanzheng panted, "Please be considerate of the old man, he really can't run!"

The little prince had already scolded Lu Chengtian in his heart. He brought a doctor and the commander of the imperial guards with him, and the ceremonial guards happened to encounter an assassination.

If all this was not planned by his father, who only cared about the throne and power, he could have twisted his head off to him!

After Jiang Yuanzheng calmed down his rapid breathing, he lowered his voice to remind him, "Your Highness the Crown Prince! You are not sick at all now, you are very healthy."

The little prince came back to his senses in an instant, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth, bowed, and coughed. His reaction was so fast!

"Cough cough cough! Jiang Yuanzheng, follow me back to the East Palace and check my pulse."

With a weak breath, weak legs, pale face, and realistic coughing sound effects, he turned into a sick little prince in a second.

Jiang Yuanzheng: "..."

The concubines in the harem should really see what acting is.

As a concubine, it's too embarrassing to play a sick role worse than the crown prince!

As soon as the little prince returned to the East Palace, he ordered people to wait at the city gate. When the third prince's carriage came back, he didn't even go back to his own palace, but was taken directly to the East Palace.

The Third Prince has been very busy lately, and this time he experienced another assassination attempt, which frightened him and injured him. He was indeed pretending to faint at first, but soon he developed a high fever. He was given medicine during this period, and the fever eased, but now, he has a fever again.

Looking at the Third Prince lying on the bed, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and the bandage on his arm was soaked with blood, the little prince felt very guilty.

The Third Brother had helped him avoid disaster, and it should have been him, the Prince, who had joined the game.

He was the one the men in black wanted to kill.

His father knew this, so he used him as a pawn to lure the snake out of its hole.

All this had nothing to do with the Third Brother.

The young prince was very upset. "Yuanzheng, how is the third brother?"

Yuanzheng Jiang quickly wrote a prescription and handed it to the palace servant. "The injuries are all superficial, and the wounds are not deep. The third prince must have been frightened during the day, and coupled with this external injury, he has a high fever. Drink some soothing soup and see tomorrow morning."

The young prince asked in detail about daily precautions, and told the servants in the mansion to take good care of him, and then left the bedroom.

"Your Highness, don't worry, the third prince's injuries are not serious." Yuanzheng Jiang comforted.

The young prince nodded with a frown.

Jiang Yuanzheng thought that his mission was accomplished. "Your Highness, please have a rest early. It's getting late. I have to attend the morning court tomorrow.

I will take my leave." Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the little prince grabbed his arm. "I feel unwell and weak. I need Lao Yuanzheng to prescribe some medicine. I will definitely not be able to attend the morning court tomorrow."

Jiang Yuanzheng held his breath in his chest. His expression was simply indescribable. He wanted to say, you are so strong that you can kill a cow with one punch, and you are still weak? With your strength, my arm is almost broken.

He took a deep breath, "Your Highness, if you don't go to the morning court tomorrow, what should we do about it?"

The little prince let go, straightened his sleeves, and said casually, "Hasn't father recovered? He was so energetic during the day killing assassins, and he hasn't returned to the capital yet, but Jingzhao Yin has already started to arrest people in a hurry?"

"Since father is already in good health, I will naturally not be needed in the morning court tomorrow. If I still preside over the government tomorrow, then in the eyes of father, I will definitely think that I am greedy for power. I can't fall into this trap."

Jiang Yuanzheng's temples were throbbing, and he wanted to plug his ears.

Could he say that he didn't want to hear all this at all?

He still wanted to live a few more years!

Would he really not be silenced after hearing about the entanglement between the father and son of the royal family?

Jiang Yuanzheng was forced to continue prescribing.

However, after he finished prescribing, he wanted to leave, but was stopped again.

"My Highness, what's the matter? I'm old and need to have a good rest, otherwise I really can't stand it."

Jiang Yuanzheng was very worried. Why did he owe the Empress Dowager a favor?

"There are plenty of rooms in the East Palace! The servants have already packed up. There are eight eunuchs, eight palace maids, and two maids outside the room. You can send them at your will!"

The little prince took a step back and made a gesture of invitation.

What else could Jiang Yuanzheng do?

The prince obviously didn't want him to leave, so he could only stay in the East Palace. He was probably worried that the third prince's injury would recur at night.

After detaining Jiang Yuanzheng, the little prince immediately went to the bedroom where the third prince lived, and the little prince immediately fed him two anti-inflammatory pills.

Not only that, he directly cut the bandage on the third prince with scissors, disinfected it again, and sprayed it with hemostatic medicine, and then took a new bandage to rebandage it.

He had only seen this job on video in a small supermarket, and it was his first time to practice it. He was very unskilled. When everything was cleaned up, the little prince's back was soaked with sweat.

His face and forehead were even more covered with sweat.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully moistened his already chapped lips with some.

"Third brother, I really didn't know what my father was planning. If I knew, I would definitely not let you go to the Spring Festival!"

"Third brother, you were implicated by me. I should have been the one injured. During this period of time, you should recuperate in the East Palace. Other things can be dealt with after you recover."

The little prince felt very guilty. He had never let others suffer for him since he was a child!

"I heard it."

The third prince on the bed slowly opened his eyes. His voice was very weak, but he was smiling.

The young emperor was overjoyed, "Third brother, you are awake, how do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? I left Jiang Yuanzheng in the East Palace, I'll ask someone to call him over to show you."

The third prince's brain slowly returned to normal function, and he asked subconsciously, "Hasn't Jiang Yuanzheng been in father's bedroom, detoxifying father? You detained him in the East Palace, what should father do if he wants to use him?"

The young prince snorted coldly, "Father can set a trap for the assassin, and he can also catch the assassin himself, and even preside over the spring festival. His health must have recovered a long time ago."

"Maybe, there was nothing wrong with father's health from the beginning, and everything was just designed by father, Just to draw out the black hand hidden behind the scenes."

The little prince was full of resentment, and the third prince was silent. He had naturally thought of this level a long time ago.

However, in the royal family, the emperor and the ministers, the father and the son, the emperor and the ministers first, and the father and the son second.

He still didn't dare to say it so blatantly.

"Third brother, don't worry, I will definitely help you get rid of this tone!" The little prince gritted his teeth.