Many civil officials immediately stopped daring to flatter him.
Only the Minister of Rites stepped forward cautiously and respectfully. "Your Majesty, please calm down. We certainly don't mean for you to compromise, but... our Tiansheng soldiers are still in dire straits. Only the Medicine Pavilion's powerful pharmacist team and drug supply chain can alleviate this urgent crisis. What we are suggesting is that we negotiate with Ji Tingfeng first?"
After he finished speaking, he looked towards Mulansheng in the corner and asked, "What do you think, Third Prince?"
Mu Lansheng was dressed in court attire, his elegant and noble Qilin brocade robe accentuating his face, making him look even more bewitching and domineering. He casually glanced at the Ministry of Rites and raised an eyebrow. "Does that mean we'll have to rely on the Pharmacy if something goes wrong in the future? A powerful pharmacist group? I'm afraid their medical skills are not even as good as our Imperial Hospital. Do you think they can cure the plague? Or is our Tiansheng Kingdom truly so destitute that we're going to surrender to a few drug dealers after a mere battle?"
"This... Your Highness, there's no one who can cure the plague. Furthermore, while our medicine supply chain is strong, we're in dire need of precious medicinal materials. The key ingredients can only be obtained with the help of the Pharmacy..." The Minister of Rites said cautiously, "This isn't surrender, but a last resort."
Mu Linyuan, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke up. He was dressed in a dark dragon robe, his handsome face etched with a hint of indifference and mockery. "Ji Tingfeng's actions are simply an attempt to reclaim some of the land deeds and medicinal herb-collecting rights in the east and south regions. This isn't the first time they've tried to monopolize the rare medicine market. It's just that the situation on the front lines is tense, and they're taking advantage of this opportunity to exploit the court's weakness and gain negotiating rights."
"Then...what does the Second Prince think?" the Minister of Rites asked cautiously.
Mu Linyuan stared ahead and said calmly, "The fact that Ji Tingfeng has suddenly become so powerful and dared to go against the imperial court shows that he must have the support of many underworld forces. The imperial court and those underworld forces have been fighting for many years, and it's time to give them a lesson."
Mu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes. "How could Tiansheng, such a powerful country, get trapped by such a small matter?"
In fact, I am a little worried.
Diseases and epidemics can be controlled if they are minor, but can also destroy a country if they are serious.
If it cannot be controlled, we can only abandon the city and give up the border town.
That is an extremely important defense line of Tiansheng Kingdom. Once they retreat, the morale of the army will definitely be unstable.
"A bunch of reckless men, when the country is in crisis, instead of thinking about uniting to fight against the enemy, they are bullying among themselves. It's sad and lamentable." The civil officials were angry that they did not fight back.
"Your Majesty! I have recovered from my leg disease. I haven't been to the battlefield for two years and I miss the thrill of galloping on the battlefield. My Yuefeng Sword also wants to drink the enemy's blood, listen to the drums beating in front of the battlefield, and see the passionate spirit of the men in the border town. Please give an order, Your Majesty, and let me lead the troops in this battle." Mulansheng said.
When the ministers heard Mulansheng's words, they immediately became excited: "The Third Prince is going to visit the Liao border in person?"
"Oh, we forgot that the Third Prince's leg injury has healed. What are the Liao and Jin nations to compare to the God of War of our Tiansheng Nation?"
"That's right, with His Majesty the Third Prince here, we will definitely achieve a great victory."
Mu Qianqiu, who was standing above, also looked at Mu Lansheng with a surprised expression. "Sheng'er, you've only just recovered from your leg injury. The situation on the Liao border is unclear, and the epidemic is difficult to control and the danger is unknown. They must be well prepared this time, so we need to make a long-term plan."
Of course he didn't want Mulansheng to take this risk.
But Mulansheng said, "As the prince of Tiansheng, I cannot share the worries of the soldiers, nor the sufferings of the people. If I can only sit back and enjoy the splendor and live a life of mediocrity, what is the point of having this status?"
Mu Linyuan's eyes inadvertently met Yun Shengzhi's on the other side, and they had different thoughts.
Seeing Mu Lansheng's determination, Mu Qianqiu fell silent. At this moment, all the ministers knelt and said, "Your Majesty, please approve this battle. Only the Third Prince can defeat it."
Mu Qianqiu could only sigh and say, "In that case, I will send Zhao Jinghui to go with you. Thanks to Dean Yun's guidance, his medical skills have made considerable progress. It would be even better if he could work with the medical officers at the front to develop a cure and a way to control the disease."
The reason why Mu Qianqiu didn't send Yun Miao was because she was a woman, and women were more fragile. He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to withstand the long and harsh journey along the border.
However, at this moment, a young eunuch suddenly ran into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, Dean Yun is asking for an audience outside the hall!"
Mu Qianqiu's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and invite him in!"
The ministers were also surprised, and then they whispered to each other: "I've heard that the new director of the Imperial Hospital, Yun Miao, has superb medical skills. Could he be coming here to study the plague?"
"How is that possible? It's a plague, a horrific, terminal illness that can spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. If this plague is really so simple, why hasn't anyone been able to cure it for hundreds of years? Countless generations have been terrified by it, viewing it as a scourge."
As Yun Miao entered the hall, he saluted with dignity and said, "Your humble servant Yun Miao greets His Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"
"My dear, please get up quickly!" Mu Qianqiu looked at Yun Miao with visibly nervous eyes. "What brings you to the court? Is it... about the plague?"
Many ministers also looked at the young man in the middle with surprise and suspicion.
Was it this young imperial physician before them that had caused the Third Prince to explode in rage? Had he even gone so far as to oppose the Emperor and the Medicine Pavilion?
It is said that he has extraordinary medical skills. Is it true or just a rumor?
After all, few people have seen a craniotomy, so there are always some doubts as to whether it is some kind of sleight of hand.
Yun Miao looked at Mu Qianqiu's expectant expression and smiled softly, "I came here precisely because of the plague."
Mu Qianqiu immediately stood up excitedly: "Could it be that Dean Yun has a solution?"
"That's right!" Yun Miao looked up and said in a calm voice.
The ministers looked at each other, but no one was happy.
Minister Yan stepped forward and looked at Yun Miao and said, "Doctor Yun, that's a plague. Don't exaggerate. If we delay, not only will the people's complaints become uncontrollable, but the pharmacy will probably increase its leverage to threaten the court."
"Yes! In my opinion, it would be better to let Doctor Yun negotiate with the Pharmacy directly. After all, the incident was caused by him, so he should be responsible!" The Ministry of Justice said dissatisfiedly.
“Bang!”
Mu Qianqiu, who was standing above, slammed his hand on the table in anger. "You bunch of idiots! Do you think Imperial Physician Yun is as boastful as you are? Also, the Medicine Pavilion's secret monopoly on medicinal materials has been going on for a long time. If it weren't for Imperial Physician Yun, they wouldn't have been so eager to expose their evil ambitions immediately. Otherwise, we would be in a much more passive position when they become more powerful."
Yun Miao also looked at the ministers and raised his eyebrows and said, "Negotiation is a foolish act."
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