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   "Your Majesty," Director Su held the medicine aside, carefully raised the emperor's head, sat on the edge of the bed and let him lean on him, then took the medicine bowl to feed him.

   Lord Yuanzheng personally guarded the medicine stove in the side hall. After half an hour, the emperor had to take another medicine.

  The emperor drank the medicine while shaking his lips. Wan Peng, who was beside him, quickly handed over a box of candied fruit. Director Su picked one up and stuffed it into the emperor's mouth.

  The emperor's clenched brows loosened.

   Director Su put down the medicine bowl, piled up a pillow to help the emperor stand up and leaned on the pillow to speak.

  The Emperor had a stroke!

   After he fell in the study and woke up, half of his body was numb, his legs and feet were unsteady, and even his right hand was shaking non-stop. Not to mention reviewing memorials, he couldn't even hold a chopstick.

   This is still a timely treatment, otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to speak.

   Director Su took the time to block the news together with Wan Peng, but the palace is a sieve for some people, I am afraid that it can hide the ministers, but it can't hide the few.

   Therefore, Director Su, Wan Peng and the hospital are the ones who most hope that the emperor can recover as soon as possible, because their wealth and life are all on him.

  Once the emperor had an accident, there would be chaos outside, but there was only one assassination incident in the capital.

   is fierce and can easily regenerate conflict.

  Unfortunately, stroke is the most difficult to cure quickly, and it can only be raised, slowly. The hair of the three emperors' henchmen was almost boiled white.

  The emperor glanced at the two confidants and saw the whiteness between their temples, he knew that this time he was frightening them, and he was frightened too.

   "What's going on outside?"

   "There are fewer papers to impeach the fourth prince, and the court is much quieter now." Director Su covered the emperor's belly and persuaded in a low voice, "Su Yuan is saying that Your Majesty should not be distracted..."

The    emperor shook his head slightly and said, "I am thirsty, go and pour me a cup of tea."

   Director Su knew that the emperor had something to talk to Wan Peng alone, he sighed slightly, got up and stepped back.

   When the door of the hall was slowly closed, the emperor looked at Wan Peng and asked, "How is the investigation?"

After the    emperor fainted and woke up, he gave Wan Peng an order regardless of his illness.

Wan Peng lowered his head and said, "I have checked it out, and all the personal palace servants who accompanied Concubine Lan Gui to save relatives were gone. Five of them died of diseases, three of them were punished by mistake and failed to survive, and one of them died violently. There are three people who were released from the palace when they were old, but the minister has checked and they have not returned to their hometowns.

   "All twelve people are dead." The pain in the emperor's eyes was even worse, and he gritted his teeth: "Check, after checking to the end, I want to see if she has anything to do with the events of the year, and whether she has any connection with Tartar!"

"Yes!"

   "If you can't find out what happened back then, you should start with King Rong. If he did this assassination, he must have connections with those people." The emperor's face was cold as frost.

   Wan Peng was obviously furious when he saw him calling the Fourth Prince Rong Wang. Wan Peng sighed in his heart, and he lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, I want to go to the side hall of the East Palace to meet Gu Shi."

The emperor frowned, and Wan Peng explained: "The people who assassinated him were all dead men. Although the guards of the Imperial Guard and the Prince's Mansion finally caught them, they only recruited Liang Feng, an official of the Prince's Mansion. No matter how they tortured them, they didn't say a word, and the minister felt that they did it on purpose. At the beginning, the one who fought with them the most besides the Guards and the guards of the Prince's Mansion was Mrs. Gu, and the way of martial arts that the minister took care of his wife came from the uprightness of the Central Plains, the minister thought. Ask her what she thinks of those assassins' martial arts skills."

   This is to determine whether they are from the Central Plains or another ethnic group.

The    emperor nodded and agreed.

   Wan Peng breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stepped back.

As soon as Wan Peng left, Director Su brought a bowl of water to the emperor.

  The emperor watched the water not move, and Director Su personally fed him, "Your Majesty has just taken the medicine, and it's a bit of a fight. It's better to drink water."

   "Su Yuan is saying that I can drink tea when I am sick."

   "Then you can't drink the medicine before and after." Director Su was stubborn.

  The emperor reluctantly drank the water in the bowl, "What is Gu Jingyun doing?"

   Director Su had a smile on his face, "Young Master Gu and his little wife are writing a book. I heard that they are going to write a journal to record the scenery, customs and strange stories they have seen and heard."

  The emperor snorted coldly, "Those who can write miscellaneous journals are all elderly people who have visited famous mountains and rivers. They are just children with yellow mouths. How many places have they traveled and how many things have they seen? They dare to talk about writing books."

   Director Su was speechless.

  The emperor mocked for a while, and then said: "Go get some and let me have a look. If the writing is really unsightly, it would be better to burn it as soon as possible, so as not to contaminate people's eyes and ruin the reputation of Taifu."

   Director Su smiled and ordered his apprentices to get it.

   Waiting for the little **** to bring things, Wan Peng has just registered and was put into the side hall. This is the difference between going through the formal channel and going through the back door. The speed of others is several times his.

  Wan Peng didn't know that Director Su's apprentice had just left, so seeing Gu Jingyun's surprised expression, he thought he was surprised that he came to visit them.

   In fact, Gu Jingyun was surprised how people gathered together today.

  Wan Peng came under the pretext of asking Li Baolu, so Li Baolu also appeared in the study.

The study that the two had arranged temporarily was a bit messy. Standing in front of the desk, Wan Peng looked at the ink and paper on the table with complicated eyes. He hesitated in his heart, but when he turned around, he saw that Gu Jingyun and Li Baolu were still a little childish. When he saw his face, the hesitation in his heart disappeared.

   He said: "Mrs. Gu, do you still remember the tricks that the assassins used when the assassins were assassinated that day?"

  Gu Jingyun and Li Baolu looked at the desk beside Wan Peng at the same time, because he was writing on it with his fingers dipped in the tea on the table.

  Li Baolu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately replied, "I still remember roughly."

   "What kind of kung fu do you think they used, south or north? What are the characteristics?"

Li Baolu glanced at Gu Jingyun, and when she saw him staring at the desk seriously, she lowered her eyes and thought seriously, "It's not Nan, my master said that Nanren's kung fu is not only passed down from Yue people, but also from Lingnan. The sense of spirit, and Yueren's martial arts is even more elegant and pleasing to the eye, those people are very stable in the bottom, but they are not agile enough, although their kung fu is excellent, but they are much worse than me in Qinggong."

   Wan Peng, who was devoted to two things, could not help but twitch his lips. Qiu Qianhu told him that Li Baolu's feats of lightness were so outstanding that even the first-class guards in the palace couldn't match it. How could they catch up with such lightness?

   "The characteristic is that I have never seen any of the kung fu they use, and they don't belong to any school in the north and south."

   Of course they don't belong to the sect, they are the dead men trained by people, how can the dead men use the martial arts of Jianghu sect?

  Wan Peng waited for the writing on the table to dry before saying, "I understand, next time I have any questions, I will ask Mrs. Gu."

  Wan Peng was about to leave, when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Mrs. Gu, if you play against people from the same place again, you might recognize them?"

  Li Baolu said with certainty, "Yes!"

   "Even if they don't practice the same number of martial arts?"

   "The tactics of martial arts are variable, and they will definitely affect each other in the same place. As long as I can fight against them, even if I can't find a flaw in the moves, I feel reliable."

  Wan Peng understands that the martial artist has a heavy feeling. When they practice martial arts, their five senses will increase, and the sixth sense they drive will also become sharper. For example, when they find danger, sometimes there is no evidence or abnormality, but when danger comes, the body will give them a warning.

   The more danger he has experienced or the stronger his martial arts, the sharper he is.

Wan Peng nodded and said in a pointed way: "In two months, the envoy sent by the Tartars to Beijing to renew the contract will arrive. At that time, there will be exchanges between the two countries. I will mention to His Majesty that Mrs. Gu should be present. "

  Li Baolu's eyes lit up, they had a chance to go out.

   But the Tartar, is the assassin who killed Jingyun still related to the Tartar? Aren't they sent by the Fourth Prince?

   Li Baolu sent Wan Peng out, turned around and pulled Gu Jingyun back to the study, and said excitedly: "Do you think Your Majesty will promise Master Wan, can we really go out in two months?"

   "It depends on luck."

Neither of the two said what Wan Peng wrote on the desk, but excitedly talked about the Tatar coming to Beijing two months later, as if they could really attend the banquet, defeat the Tatar envoy and then be released. Same.

   Until the dead of night, when the two climbed into the bed and snuggled together, Li Baolu asked in a low voice, "What did Mr. Wan say?"

"Concubine Lan Gui may have a connection with the Tartar. This assassination may be the cooperation between the fourth prince and the Tartar. The emperor asked him to thoroughly investigate the matter of Concubine Lan's relatives 16 years ago. Baolu, if this is true, the fourth prince will I lost completely. The crown prince is just around the corner."

   "Collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country? No wonder the emperor was so angry that he had a stroke." The first sentence Wan Peng wrote on the table was that the emperor had a stroke, his hands and feet were numb, and he had difficulty moving.

Gu Jingyun sneered and said: "It's not to betray the country, it's just mutual benefit, but they shouldn't choose Tatar. If they choose another country, the emperor's affection for Concubine Lan will be at most irritated, and in the end, he may also be for him. hidden."

   "Why is the Tartar different?"

   Gu Jingyun's voice was low, but still clearly audible, "Because the Tartars and the Li family had a deep blood feud, both the father and son of the late emperor died at the hands of the Tartars."

Gu Jingyun's great-grandfather Qin Zhengze was the elder of the three dynasties. The first dynasty was the grandfather of today. Qin Zhengze became an official at the age of nineteen. , led a hundred thousand troops to the south.

   Da Chu had the legacy of gentlemen to guard the country, so when ten cities were lost in a row and morale was low, the emperor's grandfather handed over state affairs to the crown prince, and brought a group of courtiers to go on a personal expedition.

   That battle was especially tragic. The Great Chu was at ease for a long time, the generals were not fierce, and the troops were not good. The emperor spent three years at the border, but in the end he was unable to resist the Tartars and died in front of him.

  At that time, the Da Chu society was crumbling, and the prince reluctantly ascended the throne. Whether it was Da Chu or the Tatar, because of the serious internal friction in the war, and although the last emperor of Da Chu died, the price paid by the Tatar was also very heavy.

  At that time, the new emperor reluctantly ceded the land to seek peace, and the Tartars agreed, taking only two cities and then retreating.