As he grew older, the emperor's health deteriorated, but he lived an unrestrained life and still liked to favor the beauties in his harem.
The one accompanying them on this autumn hunt was not the Queen, nor Lord Rong, but the young and beautiful Lady Yue.
In the cool and refreshing autumn season, Jiang Kunjun was in a good mood. He moved from the deep palace with red walls and yellow tiles to the paddock with a wide view. He rode a horse and shot arrows, still thinking that he was in the prime of his life.
Maybe it was because of the wind during the day or he was too tired, but Jiang Kunjun felt a little unwell the next day.
The princess took advantage of this opportunity to serve tea and water to the emperor, showing her filial piety, not giving any chance to Jiang Wuque who was also accompanying him.
Two days later, the emperor's condition showed no improvement.
Feng Yu frowned, and said in a puzzled tone, "I was just tired at first, why is it getting worse?"
The news that the emperor was seriously ill spread like wildfire from the palace to the ears of all the ministers.
In recent years, with Wei Min's tax reforms, the emperor has increasingly relied on this top scholar who came from a humble family. Because of the precedent, many of the new officials selected this year also came from humble families.
Today's imperial court is no longer just the domain of the aristocracy.
The Eighth Prince Jiang Wuque, who has been favored by the Emperor recently, has always been close to Wei Min, which is a disguised way of alienating the gentry.
After these ministers made several associations, their minds inevitably became active.
After the fall of the Crown Princess in Southern Xinjiang, it is clear that she is not as favored as before after returning to Beijing. If the Eighth Prince takes advantage of this opportunity to depose the Crown Princess and replace her with a new ruler of the Eastern Palace, then these aristocratic ministers will surely be the first to be targeted after the new emperor ascends the throne.
After discussing it, these ministers wrote a memorial to the emperor, saying that the emperor was seriously ill and should rest well, and that the princess was filial and could help him with court affairs.
The implicit meaning of the words is nothing more than asking the emperor to give power to the princess.
When Jiang Kunjun heard these words, his face darkened and he coughed in anger.
He raised his hand and pushed the memorial in front of him off the desk, angrily saying: "I just caught a cold, I'm not dead yet, are they going to force me to abdicate?"
Jiang Kunjun supported herself on the desk with both hands and coughed until her face turned red. Looking at the memorials scattered all over the floor, she suddenly realized something.
These are the ministers under her command, the nobles she relies on. Just as they supported her back then, so they are supporting the princess now!
Jiang Kunjun was so angry that his condition became worse. He lay in bed feeling uncomfortable all over and groggy.
After sleeping for a day or two, Jiang Kunjun woke up in the night. In the dim candlelight, he vaguely saw Dianzhongsheng sleeping beside the table.
Jiang Kunjun had been lying down for a long time and his bones were aching. It was a rare moment of clarity so he wanted to sit for a while.
The noise she made immediately startled the Palace Director. When he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Kunjun, he asked in surprise, "Your Majesty?"
"You are finally awake. I scared you." The Palace Minister hurried over, stretched out his hand to help Jiang Kunjun sit up, folded the quilt for her to lean on, bent down and asked softly, "Do you want me to have someone prepare some food for you?"
Jiang Kunjun waved his hand, "Did anything happen while I was asleep?"
The Palace Department reported truthfully, "The princess has been serving in the palace and just returned in the evening. During this time, the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Imperial Concubine came. The princess was afraid that they would disturb your rest, so she only let them take a look and did not let anyone else in."
Jiang Kunjun snorted coldly upon hearing this, "She is not afraid of others disturbing me..."
"What do you think about my illness?" Jiang Kunjun suddenly changed the subject, squinting at the Palace Department, and said in a low voice, "I want to hear the truth."
The Palace Secretary responded, "The Imperial Household said that you were just tired. You caught a cold when you were sweating while riding a horse, and then you got angry. You just need to rest for two days and take some medicine."
Jiang Kunjun's voice was slightly deep, "Two days of rest will he be fine? Then why do I feel that the condition is getting worse?"
"This..." The Palace Secretary looked uneasy, hesitated again and again, took two steps back, knelt in front of the bed and bowed to Jiang Kunjun, and said: "I can't explain this matter clearly, Your Majesty should ask Fengyu in person."
The situation in the Palace Province clearly confirmed Jiang Kunjun's guess that there was indeed something going on.
Jiang Kunjun ascended to the throne. What had he not experienced when he was young? Although her illness came in a common way, it was unusual and became increasingly serious. Being an already suspicious person, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
Is it the princess, the eighth brother, or someone else?
Fengyu was summoned overnight. He naturally knew what was going on. He came to the emperor's bed and knelt down.
Jiang Kunjun didn't waste any words and let her get straight to the point.
Feng Yu said: "Your illness was not serious at first, but a few days ago you showed signs of a stroke. I was puzzled, so I checked the medicine you drank and found that there was an extra herb in it. It was this medicine that made your condition worse."
Fengyu did not dare to alert the person who dared to murder the emperor, so he had to report it to the Palace Province.
After the two discussed it, they secretly replaced the medicine. That's why Jiang Kunjun was able to wake up tonight.
Jiang Kunjun's face became very gloomy when he heard this, and the hall suddenly became quiet.
She was silent for a moment and then asked someone to call Wei Min over.
Jiang Kunjun initially wanted to find Mr. Jin, but then he remembered that Mr. Jin had always used his old age as an excuse to avoid coming to the palace in the past two years, and this time was no exception.
Wei Min was trained by Jiang Kunjun and came from the Dali Temple, so she was the right person to do this.
Wei Min had something on her mind and had not yet gone to sleep. At first, she was thinking of A Ruan. She had not been with him for the past few days and she didn't know how he would turn over in the middle of the night. After thinking about him, Wei Min began to wonder when the emperor would wake up.
Just as I was thinking about it, the people sent by the Palace Province arrived.
The guard stood at the door of Wei Min's house and knocked, then raised his voice and said, "Councilor Wei, His Majesty has woken up and wants to see you."
Wei Min responded, dressed himself, opened the door and followed the guards to the palace where the emperor lived.
Wei Min came in and saluted the emperor, saying, "Your Majesty summoned me so late at night. What do you want me to do?"
Jiang Kunjun didn't say anything, but glanced at Fengyu who was standing at the end of the bed and nodded in tacit agreement.
Feng Yu then came over and told Wei Min about the drugging.
Wei Min was shocked and angrily asked, "Who has the guts to murder the emperor?"
Jiang Kunjun's eyes had been locked on Wei Min's face from the beginning. Seeing that the surprise in her eyes and the anger on her face did not seem fake, he said, "Let Wei Qing investigate this matter and then inform me."
Jiang Kunjun's voice was heavy and his face was cold. He looked at Wei Min and said, "Remember, you are my subject. No matter what the result of this investigation is, report it truthfully. Otherwise, don't blame me for treating you as the same person who poisoned you!"
Wei Min raised his hand to salute and said in a deep voice: "I obey your command!"
Jiang Kunjun closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed without saying a word. The hall suddenly fell silent, and the other three looked at each other, all with confused expressions.
The Palace Secretary thought Jiang Kunjun was asleep, so he stepped forward, bent over, and called softly, "Your Majesty?"
Jiang Kunjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wei Min, asking, "I want to force the person who drugged me. Does Wei Qing have any ideas?"
She wanted to see how far that person could go!
Wei Min frowned and thought for a moment. After a while, he took a few steps forward, leaned over and whispered something in Jiang Kunjun's ear.
After listening to this, Jiang Kunjun looked into Wei Min's eyes. Seeing the frankness in her eyes, he said, "I'll do as you say."
The author has something to say: I am very tired today, so I will keep this short. I will try to finish the story of Tai Nu tomorrow, and then write about A Ruan giving birth to a baby.
Tomorrow, a little cutie will take the postgraduate entrance examination. I wish you all the best and a buff for the exam god (* ￣3)(ε￣ *)
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