Chapter 259: Going to Serve Your Imperial Grandfather
Turning around the palace road, Shen Jiasui saw a group of people walking towards him from a distance. Their footsteps could not conceal their eagerness and confusion. They were the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness the Grandson who had returned.
Shen Jiasui perked up and walked quickly forward.
The Crown Princess knew that Shen Jiasui must be here to look for her, so when he approached, she spoke first:
"Mrs. Jiang, there's no need to be so polite."
Shen Jiasui stood up and walked to the side of the Crown Princess. Using his wide sleeves as a cover, he held the Crown Princess' hand tightly as he walked.
"Crown Princess, His Majesty suddenly heard the tragic news that the Imperial Teacher was seriously injured and dying. He fainted instantly and lost consciousness. Before he closed his eyes, he urgently summoned you and His Royal Highness the Grandson to meet him."
"Earlier, His Majesty fainted once when he was talking with Prince Rui and his son. Perhaps it was due to anger or excessive worry. If it keeps happening, it may be harmful to His Majesty's health."
"At this moment, all the imperial doctors are gathered in the palace. Please ask the Crown Princess to go and take charge of the situation."
Shen Jiasui lowered his voice and deliberately avoided the Imperial Guards who were leading the way in front of him, as well as the palace maids who were serving him.
The Crown Princess raised her eyes suddenly upon hearing this, a trace of horror quickly spreading across her eyes like ripples.
Her eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Shen Jiasui closely, as if she was confirming something.
Shen Jiasui looked back at the Crown Princess with a pair of clear and firm eyes, without dodging or avoiding.
The Crown Princess couldn't help but gasp.
But after the shock in her heart subsided, she not only did not retreat, but instead held Shen Jiasui's hand tightly under her wide sleeves. In this silent communication, the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding and consensus.
The Crown Princess knew very well that Emperor Sheng would never summon her and Ye'er before he fainted.
Therefore, Lord Jiang and Madam Jiang took a big risk to give her and Ye'er a reason to appear openly.
When the mother and son entered the imperial study, even if others knew that the emperor had not summoned them, who would have the courage to drive her and Ye'er out?
According to Mrs. Jiang, her father fainted twice, was "overwhelmed with rage" and "passed out of consciousness." Every word she said had deep meaning.
She understands, she understands.
The Crown Princess did not let go of Shen Jiasui's hand for a long time. At this moment, her heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat, hitting her chest again and again.
Holding a blade, he lies in wait.
She has been waiting for this opportunity for too long!
When her thoughts reached this point, a fiery and resolute light ignited in the Crown Princess's eyes.
Although she is a weak woman, today she dares to use her delicate hands to rush into this red wall and iron cage imprisoned by the imperial power, for her deceased love, for her young children, and for the loyal courtiers!
"Madam Jiang, as the grandson of the emperor, Ye'er should serve the emperor. However, he is still young and his father died early. As his mother and wife, I should fulfill my filial duty on his behalf."
The Crown Princess spoke softly and tilted her head to look at Shen Jiasui. Her face seemed to be shining in the orange sunset.
Shen Jiasui felt a sudden surge of enthusiasm when he heard the Crown Princess' response. At this moment, he understood more and more what the Princess had said that day -
"Never underestimate a woman's ability, and never underestimate a mother's determination. Although men are the masters of the court, women have their own ambitions and can find new ways and achieve great things."
If the Crown Princess succeeds on this trip, the fate of all of them will change from now on!
After turning the corner, it would be inappropriate for her to appear with the Crown Princess.
So Shen Jiasui stopped, bowed and knelt, and watched the Crown Princess walk forward courageously on the palace road where the emperor used to walk like a dragon and a tiger and the court officials used to bow their heads.
The imperial study was just ahead. The solemn and majestic palace now exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
The Crown Princess raised her head slightly, took a deep breath, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but it was instantly replaced by determination.
At this moment, the grievances that Aji suffered in the past, Ye'er's future, and the lives and safety of all the court officials were like a surging tide pushing her forward.
"Ye'er."
The Crown Princess lowered her head and her eyes fell on the child beside her.
Zhao Yuanye raised his head. He had heard everything his master's wife had said, and he had taken it to heart.
"Mother, I understand."
Zhao Yuanye pursed his lips, took the initiative to hold his mother's hand, and nodded gently.
The little hand was warm. Although he was very young, he was also scared, but he came to comfort her at the first time.
Tears welled up in the Crown Princess' eyes, "Ye'er, let's go and serve your grandfather the Emperor."
The voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry a tremendous force.
The Crown Princess held Zhao Yuanye's hand and walked into the imperial study with steady steps.
.......
The other side.
Jiang Xun and Imperial Physician Zhang walked quickly and headed straight to the imperial prison.
As soon as he arrived at the Imperial Prison, Jiang Xun shouted:
"Jiang Xun, Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, has been ordered by His Majesty to bring Dr. Zhang to see the Emperor's Doctor. Lead the way quickly!"
The jailer on duty in the prison was obviously well prepared. Upon hearing the shout, one of them immediately walked out quickly, "Master Jiang, please come this way!"
Jiang Xun's face was gloomy as he followed the jailer into the dim corridor of the imperial prison.
The torches stuck on the walls all around were swaying, casting flickering shadows, and the stone pavement underfoot exuded a damp, rancid odor.
The jailer walked quickly in front to lead the way. The lantern in his hand swayed with his steps, reflecting a blurry halo of light.
Jiang Xun's eyes were fixed on the front. He was extremely anxious at the moment, and beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Halfway through the journey, I suddenly heard a sharp shout: "Jiang Xun! Jiang Xun! It's you!"
Jiang Xun glanced sideways, and saw a man in tattered clothes but still as domineering as ever. He stretched out his hand towards him from between the cell bars with a twisted smile on his face.
It is the Duke of Chongguo.
He seemed to know that something had happened to Lin Lao. In the dim light, he saw Jiang Xun's sweaty face and immediately shouted with a fierce smile:
"Jiang Xun! Retribution! This is your retribution!"
"That old man is doomed to die, haha! I saw them bring out a large basin of blood! Haha! This is called retribution!"
"You deserve it!"
The voice of Duke Chongguo echoed in the corridor, carrying a bit of pleasure and madness.
Jiang Xun ignored the provocation of Duke Chongguo, but quickened his pace, leaving only the shrill laughter of Duke Chongguo behind him.
"Master Jiang, come—"
Before the jailer finished speaking, Jiang Xun rushed forward.
The dim, flickering light barely illuminated the simple, damp and cold cell, with only a table, a chair and a couch in sight.
No, it couldn't even be called a couch; it was just a few rough wooden boards put together.
Old Lin was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, his face haggard and his lips chapped. His once rosy and healthy face was now as white as a sheet of paper, revealing a heart-wrenching silence.
His left hand lay limply beside him, the coarse cloth wrapped around it soaked with blood, and the front of his prison uniform was stained a glaring crimson.
On the ground, the winding bloodstains seemed to have been washed away, spreading wildly on the uneven ground, a light red color.
With just one glance, Jiang Xun felt dizzy.
He felt an unbearable pain in his heart, but he still suppressed the grief that was about to burst, walked quickly to the bedside, and said in a hurry:
"Doctor Zhang, cotton cloth, strong liquor, candlelight, silver needles, hemostatic drugs, quick!"
Imperial Physician Zhang followed closely into the cell. When he saw the tragic scene, his face was instantly filled with shock and compassion.
Hearing Jiang Xun's cry, he knelt down beside the couch without hesitation, put down the medical box and said quickly: "Master Jiang, please let -"
But the next moment, Imperial Physician Zhang was stunned.
Because he saw that Jiang Xun opened his medical box very skillfully, and with just a glance, he took out the necessary items one by one in an orderly manner.
"Doctor Zhang, help me."
There was still a tremor in Jiang Xun's voice.
But Imperial Physician Zhang was surprised to find that although Jiang Xun was heartbroken at the moment, his hands' movements were steady and precise.
Look at his skillful steps, showing his experience...
Imperial Physician Zhang finally came to his senses. Lord Jiang was clearly...clearly an expert in medicine!
Seeing that Mr. Lin was in a critical condition, Imperial Physician Zhang was a compassionate doctor. Although his inner shock had not yet completely dissipated, he quickly calmed his mind, put all distracting thoughts behind him, and did his best to help Jiang Xun.
......
I don’t know how much time had passed.
There was silence in the dim cell.
The little old man who was always energetic and smiling finally...slowly opened his eyes.
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