Chapter 252 Chapter 252 What Happened That Year
Fu Wenxiao brought Doctor Xu to the Yangxin Palace and saw Xuan Huaiqing, the commander of the imperial guards, guarding the door.
"Duke Zhenguo." Xuan Huaiqing stepped forward and saluted, then looked at Doctor Xu. He naturally recognized Doctor Xu's identity and was not surprised.
Doctor Xu is a rare doctor with good medical skills in Shanping County. He is kind-hearted and deeply loved by the people.
When he suddenly left Shanping County, Xuan Huaiqing also received the news. Later he learned that the Third Prince had sent someone to take him away in order to treat the emperor's grandson who had a broken leg in the Third Prince's mansion.
He was a little surprised to see Fu Wenxiao bringing Doctor Xu over.
Fu Wenxiao said, "This is Doctor Xu. He is a skilled doctor and is here to treat the Saint."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Huaiqing said nothing and let them in.
Now Princess Yuan'an has returned to the court and has suppressed the chaos in the capital with thundering means and stabilized the court. Now most of the ministers in the court have sided with her.
Xuan Huaiqing was promoted by the old emperor to be the commander of the imperial guards. He was highly appreciated by the old emperor and naturally had to protect the old emperor's safety.
During this period, he stayed at the Yangxin Palace day and night to prevent anyone from doing anything bad to the old emperor.
It is because of him that the old emperor can rest and recuperate.
However, the old emperor was also frightened by the return of Princess Yuan'an, and his health became worse and worse.
After learning about this, many people understood.
It seems that the old emperor did something extremely dishonorable when Princess Yuan'an fell so quickly, otherwise why would he be scared like this by Princess Yuan'an? No matter what, the old emperor is Princess Yuan'an's brother. Even if Princess Yuan'an wants to settle accounts, she will not do anything to him. Instead, she will take good care of him.
There was no need for Princess Yuan'an to target an old emperor who was paralyzed in bed due to a stroke.
Fu Wenxiao brought Doctor Xu into the Yangxin Palace.
Doctor Xu followed Fu Wenxiao quietly, without raising his head or looking around.
In the Yangxin Palace, there were several imperial doctors waiting there, guarding day and night to prevent any accidents from happening to the old emperor.
Seeing Fu Wenxiao bringing an old man in, Li Mao went to greet him and quickly recognized that this man was Doctor Xu from the South. The last time this man was brought into the palace by Fu Wenxiao from the Third Prince's Mansion, he had met him together with the Saint.
Doctor Xu is an excellent doctor and is said to be a miracle doctor. It was he who saved Fu Wenxiao when he was poisoned.
He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Duke of Zhenguo would choose to call the old doctor over at this time.
Li Mao knew very well that the death of the old Duke of Zhenguo Fu Zongxu, the truth behind Fu Wenxiao's poisoning, and the poisoning of Princess Yuan'an in the palace were all caused by the intervention of the saint...
I believe that the Duke of Zhenguo should be aware of these things and there is no need to speak out loud.
But unexpectedly, he still chose to call Doctor Xu over. He couldn't help but sigh that the Duke of Zhenguo was indeed filial to the saint. At least he was much more filial than those princes who only fought for power and ignored the saint's health.
Fu Wenxiao asked, "How is the Saint's health?"
"No improvement." Li Mao looked worried. Originally, after the imperial physician's acupuncture, the saint's stroke was much relieved and he only needed to rest. Who would have thought that the saint would be frightened by the return of Princess Yuan An, and his condition would worsen.
Li Mao was a little embarrassed to talk about this.
Fu Wenxiao: "I brought Doctor Xu here. He knows a lot about stroke. Let him take a look at the Saint."
Li Mao was surprised and took Doctor Xu to the dragon bed quickly.
Doctor Xu arrived in front of the dragon bed and saw the old emperor with half of his body paralyzed on the bed. Two palace servants were supporting him and a palace maid was feeding him water. However, his eyes and mouth were crooked, and most of the water spilled on his clothes. He looked quite pitiful.
A palace maid beside him patiently wiped the water off the old emperor's neck and changed him into clean clothes.
There were many palace servants serving around, and there were more than twenty people surrounding the bed alone, all circling around the old emperor. From this perspective, he didn't seem so pitiful.
Doctor Xu was very calm. He felt that the hungry common people were more pitiful than the emperor who was supported by the people.
Seeing Fu Wenxiao and Doctor Xu coming over, the old emperor's eyes became moist and he stretched out his hand tremblingly.
"Xiao'er..."
Fu Wenxiao stepped forward, held his old hand, and said gently, "Uncle, Doctor Xu has done a lot of research on difficult and complicated diseases, and he knows a lot about stroke. I'll ask him to come over and take a look at you."
The old emperor held his hand tightly and mumbled something.
Fu Wenxiao patted him on the shoulder, told him to relax, and then asked Doctor Xu to come and check on him.
Doctor Xu examined the old emperor's body and asked the imperial doctors in the room about their treatments, and he soon understood the situation.
He said to Fu Wenxiao, "The acupuncture technique of the director can relieve the saint's stroke. You can continue with the acupuncture. I will prescribe some medicine here. Together with the acupuncture, it should be enough."
The old emperor's cloudy eyes sparkled with light: "Yes..."
His voice was unclear, and if you weren't close enough, you couldn't hear what he was saying.
Li Mao hurriedly added: "Doctor Xu, can the saint cure it?"
"No!" Doctor Xu did not say anything nice just because the patient was the old emperor. He said bluntly, "Since ancient times, no stroke can be cured. We can only relieve the symptoms."
"To what extent can it be alleviated?" Li Mao asked again, "Can it allow the saint to move freely?"
At least let the saint handle government affairs, right? If he is paralyzed like this all day long, unable to eat, drink, defecate or urinate, who will respect him as the emperor?
Doctor Xu looked at him. Although he didn't say anything, the expression on his face clearly showed: What bullshit are you talking about?
You still want to be able to move freely? If you can recover to this extent, it's not a stroke.
Doctor Xu felt that he did not have such ability, unless the person who came was... the one who saved the Duke of Zhenguo.
Li Mao remained silent, glanced at the old emperor who was full of expectation, and did not dare to ask any more questions for fear of making the saint feel uncomfortable.
He personally took Doctor Xu to the side hall to write a prescription and get medicine.
The imperial doctors tactfully stepped aside, leaving only Fu Wenxiao to serve by the bed.
The old emperor leaned in the arms of a palace maid, holding Fu Wenxiao's hand tightly with one hand, and staring at him with his turbid eyes.
"Xiao'er..."
Fu Wenxiao said gently: "Uncle, don't worry, you will be fine in the future."
The old emperor spoke unclearly, but Fu Wenxiao still sat there patiently listening, occasionally responding, just like an ordinary uncle and nephew.
When his uncle was sick, his nephew filially took care of him by his bedside.
Suddenly, the old emperor spoke, "That...child..."
Fu Wenxiao's expression remained unchanged as he whispered, "He's fine. He's already seven years old and in good health, but he's a little timid. He just needs more practice in the future."
The old emperor's eyes were moist. He held his hand tightly and said vaguely, "Definitely..."
As if he couldn't feel the strength of that hand, Fu Wenxiao remained calm and spoke softly, "Uncle, don't worry, I will protect him, and he will be safe in the future."
The old emperor looked at him deeply, and finally let go of his hand and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Fu Wenxiao stopped talking and just sat there silently.
When Li Mao and Doctor Xu came back, Fu Wenxiao said, "Uncle, I'm leaving first."
The old emperor didn't say anything, as if he had fallen asleep.
Fu Wenxiao stood up and left with Doctor Xu, and Li Mao personally saw them out.
Arriving at the entrance of the Yangxin Palace, Fu Wenxiao said to Li Mao, "If the Saint has any problem, send someone to inform me and I will come over at any time."
"Okay, okay." Li Mao agreed without hesitation.
He knew very well that the only person who had no ill will towards the Saint was the Duke of Zhenguo. Even the princes hoped that the Saint would die quickly so that they could make room for him. But the Duke of Zhenguo would not do that. He was sentimental and might have some grudge against the Saint, but no matter how great the grudge was, he would not sit idly by and watch the Saint get into trouble.
Even the saints know this.
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After leaving the palace, Fu Wenxiao asked someone to send Doctor Xu back to Kangle Hall, while he went to the Princess's Mansion.
At this time, the princess's mansion was no longer deserted as in the past. The door was wide open and many people came in and out. In addition to the officials who came to discuss matters with Princess Yuan'an, there were also many people standing at the door holding gifts and queuing up waiting to go in.
Fu Wenxiao lifted the car curtain and watched the scene silently, as if he was back in the past.
The eighteen-year-old Fu Xiao, the prince of the Duke of Zhenguo, has long been accustomed to the respected status of the princess's mansion. As the only legitimate daughter of the late emperor and the daughter personally raised by the empress dowager when she was regent, she once had tremendous power and was second only to the emperor and above everyone else, which was a glorious moment.
But he never expected that he would be brought down to dust overnight and almost die quietly in a palace in the suburbs.
At the age of nineteen, he also fell into a remote village in the south, where he lived in obscurity and waited for death.
When the steward of the princess's mansion saw the carriage from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion approaching, he greeted it enthusiastically.
Those who were waiting outside the princess's mansion and queuing up to be received by Princess Yuan'an were very envious, and more importantly, they were eager for power.
Seeing that the saint was dying, Princess Yuan'an took control of the court with thundering means. No matter which prince came to the throne in the future, Princess Yuan'an would become a regent princess like the empress dowager did back then.
As the only son of Princess Yuan'an, the Duke of Zhenguo is naturally extremely honored.
If not now to please them, when?
Fu Wenxiao came to the meeting hall of the princess's mansion and saw someone from the Ministry of Personnel asking for instructions from Princess Yuan'an. He waited quietly on the side without going over to disturb them.
Half an hour passed and the officials finally left.
Princess Yuan An took a sip of water and said with a smile, "Xiao'er, come and sit down."
The servant brought back tea and snacks and left quietly.
Soon, mother and son were the only ones left in the meeting hall.
Princess Yuan An was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a natural dignity. Even in front of her son, she was not very gentle. She asked, "Did you just come back from the palace?"
Fu Wenxiao responded and told her about how he had brought Doctor Xu to the palace to treat the old emperor.
Even if he didn't say it, his mother would know about it.
Princess Yuan An drank her tea silently, without making any comment. She asked, "Did your uncle say anything?"
"My uncle asked about the child."
Princess Yuan An sneered, as if she found it very funny. She did laugh. She put down her teacup and sighed, "Back then, he could sacrifice Crown Prince Yi De for the power in his hands, but after Crown Prince Yi De passed away, he took pity on the baby and gave the child to you to raise... He was planning to leave you a descendant if you really died."
Fu Wenxiao said: "Yan Hui is a very well-behaved child. He looks a lot like his cousin the Crown Prince."
Princess Yuan An glanced at him and said, "Since he is now the adopted son of the Fu family, don't let him get involved in those disputes. At least leave a descendant for Prince Yi De, so that he can live a smooth and peaceful life."
Fu Wenxiao understood what she meant and nodded slightly, "Don't worry, mother. No one knows Yan Hui's identity except the wet nurse." He also didn't intend to let the world know Fu Yanhui's identity.
After sitting in the princess's mansion for a while, Fu Wenxiao got up and left when he saw that Princess Yuan'an was busy.
However, before leaving, Princess Yuan'an had some family files and documents brought over and asked him to take them back to the palace for processing.
Fu Wenxiao: "...Mother, you should handle it yourself."
Princess Yuan An raised her eyebrows, "Why? You don't want to help mother? Or are you afraid that you won't have time to accompany Li Niang?"
Fu Wenxiao looked embarrassed, but in the end he said nothing and went back with the clan files and documents.
After returning to the mansion, Fu Wenxiao went to look for Yu Li and learned that she was at Xuanyou Garden, playing with the big tiger with her two children.
The adults and two children had so much fun that their cheeks turned rosy and their laughter filled the air.
Fu Wenxiao stood not far away, looking at them with a faint smile on his face.
At night, Yu Li started to toss and turn.
She took out the black dress, put it on, and said to him, "Xiao brother, I'm going to trouble the national teacher. You wait for me at home."
Fu Wenxiao: "..."
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