Chapter 500: Victory or Defeat is About to Be Revealed
The Northern Qi emperor unconsciously judged others by his own standards. If he were a remnant of the previous dynasty, he would be busy plotting to restore the country. When the current emperor faced internal and external troubles, he would definitely not help him solve his problems. He might even take the opportunity to create civil unrest and seize back the throne.
Not to mention that she disregarded her own health in order to assist the emperor in governing the country.
Otherwise, what’s the point of taking back the country if you don’t have the life to enjoy it?
What's more, the imperial teacher was so ill that he was unconscious. How could he predict the future and make such a big move in advance?
The Emperor of Northern Qi did not know why he suspected the imperial teacher.
If the imperial tutor had the intention of usurping the throne, there would be many opportunities to replace him.
On the contrary, the imperial teacher not only had no intention of being disloyal, but everything he did over the years was for him and for the people of Northern Qi, without any selfish motives.
Because of this, the imperial teacher established a very high reputation among the court officials and the people, even overshadowing the emperor himself.
He began to feel wary of the Imperial Tutor, fearing that he would plot to usurp the throne, so he placed spies in the Imperial Tutor's residence.
So many years have passed, and the imperial teacher has not had a woman by his side, let alone an heir.
He is more like a "lonely man" than the emperor himself.
Even if the imperial tutor seizes the throne, who will inherit it in the future?
The Northern Qi Emperor's face was solemn. "I command you to cure the Imperial Tutor, no matter what method you use. If you are unable to do so, you will all be buried with the Imperial Tutor."
The imperial physician and the doctor were horrified and knelt on the ground in unison, trembling like chaff sieves. "Your humble servants obey your orders."
The Northern Qi Emperor looked at this group of useless people and was filled with anger: "Why don't you go quickly?"
"I...I will go right away..."
The imperial physicians and medical officials all stood up and nervously discussed how to treat the imperial teacher.
The Northern Qi Emperor covered his aching head, and after a moment's relief, he looked at Yan Er beside him and said, "I just asked the imperial physician and the doctor to treat the Imperial Tutor. Do you have anything to say?"
Yan Er had nothing to say, but was amazed at his master's foresight. He had actually predicted that the wise king would die and that the Emperor of Northern Qi would suspect him, so he intervened himself.
After returning from the palace, the master planned everything and fell ill in bed that day.
Although the master has been in poor health and has suffered from minor illnesses recently, he is not terminally ill.
He felt sorry for his master, so he said that Doctor Fang was one of their own and didn't need to be seriously ill.
The master said, "Only by using yourself as a chess piece can you compete with the world. The key to winning is to be cautious and meticulous."
The Emperor of Northern Qi would not believe that his master was seriously ill, and would definitely ask all the imperial physicians and doctors to diagnose his pulse.
Only when the master is really sick and dying can he be completely cleared of suspicion.
After all, the master had been in a coma a few days before the virtuous king was killed. How could he have murdered the virtuous king?
Even if the master uses a cruel trick, he will not gamble with his own life.
If you are not careful, you will die.
Even if the Northern Qi Emperor suspected that his master was taking a risky military tactic, it was worth it to exchange his own death for the wealth of his clan.
But the master has neither descendants nor clan.
Why would you put yourself in danger just to murder a wise king?
No one would doubt the master except the Emperor of Northern Qi.
No one could have imagined that the master had been playing this game of chess for decades.
He is the chess player and also the chess piece on the board.
Now, the game has come to an end.
The winner will soon be revealed.
"Your Majesty, I want to thank you on behalf of my master," Yan Er replied, kneeling on the ground. "My master once said that you were very kind to him. Not only did you give him a position above everyone else, but you also treated him with great kindness, like a family member. Now that my master is seriously ill, only Your Majesty cares about him and has hired famous doctors to treat him. If my master knew of your kindness to him, he would surely be deeply grateful."
His master's illness was not only to clear his suspicion, but also to prevent the Northern Qi Emperor from appointing him as a military advisor to attack the Great Zhou.
When the Northern Qi Emperor heard that the Imperial Tutor was ill and no one had come to visit him, his eyes flickered slightly and he said, "You must take good care of the Imperial Tutor."
"Yes." Yan Er agreed.
The Northern Qi Emperor turned around and caught a glimpse of a book called "Thirteen Chapters of Chess Classics" on the couch by the window.
He suddenly remembered that the imperial teacher loved playing chess and loved studying this chess book even more.
The Emperor of Northern Qi stepped out of the house and the door closed behind him.
The rising evening breeze rustled the chess book on the couch, and stopped at the crease. The bright moonlight outside the window illuminated a passage of text printed on the book.
Those who are good at winning don't fight, those who are good at forming a battle don't fight. Those who are good at fighting don't lose, and those who are good at losing don't panic. Go begins with a proper combination and ends with an unexpected victory.
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The Emperor of Northern Qi returned to the palace in a carriage and ordered the imperial guards to collect the body of the virtuous king, and to keep a close eye on Zhao Yi and Shen Qingtan's every move. He also sent more guards to patrol every corner of the palace continuously.
After making all the arrangements one by one, the Emperor of Northern Qi endured the headache, leaned back in the dragon throne, and wondered who else could guess the emperor's mind besides the imperial teacher and the empress.
Eventually, he expanded the scope to include the eunuchs around him and several close ministers he had cultivated.
The Emperor of Northern Qi dismissed his attendants, wrote a list and handed it to the secret guards.
At this time, the eunuch's voice sounded outside: "Your Majesty, someone is coming from the cold palace."
The Emperor of Northern Qi was startled and subconsciously looked up, only to see the vast white light illuminating the diamond-shaped lattice on the door. Only then did he realize that it was daybreak.
After a sleepless night, his head felt dizzy and swollen, and the pain became more severe.
Not only that, but my chest also felt stuffy and I couldn't breathe.
For a moment, he didn't realize who was living in the cold palace.
Until the eunuch continued to speak: "Your Majesty, the guards guarding the cold palace have brought you a message on behalf of Concubine Shu. She said that she knows about the matter of the virtuous king and wants to see you one last time. She has something to tell you."
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