I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country - Chap 125
From the west of Beijing to the imperial palace in Hebei, it only takes two days for a thousand-mile horse to run.
But during these two days, I had to eat on horseback and couldn’t sleep. I ran around day and night and couldn’t rest.
Gu Yuanbai couldn’t bear it.
But he was prepared to face all the difficulties and obstacles on the road, and said to Xue Yuan: “Don’t worry about me.”
Xue Yuan nodded and said, “I understand.”
When passing by the inn, Xue Yuan brought water and dried meat, bought a thick quilt, placed Gu Yuanbai sideways on the horse, and then traveled to the palace day and night without stopping.
Since there were no guards, time was very tight. Xue Yuan took a little-known shortcut for safety. He shuttled through the official roads like a circle, looking out for possible tracking and crises.
At night, the cold moon hangs high.
Xue Yuan tightened his arms around Gu Yuanbai, and Gu Yuanbai fell asleep leaning on Xue Yuan’s chest with a thick quilt, his brows furrowed uneasily.
At this time, Xue Yuan would briefly let go of Hongyun’s reins, quickly adjust the cloak covering Gu Yuanbai’s body, then lower his head, and kiss the person in his arms between the brows with rough and dry lips. Whisper: “Sleep well.”
Even if Hongyun is a thousand-mile horse worth a thousand dollars, he still needs to eat grass, drink water, and rest. Xue Yuan left these things at night. After Gu Yuanbai fell asleep, he held Gu Yuanbai in his arms and got off the horse. He held Hongyun and let him eat a good meal and sleep for a while. Sleep.
Gu Yuanbai slept restlessly, and occasionally struggled to wake up from nightmares. Xue Yuan turned his head and kissed him carefully, and whispered in a good voice: “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Gu Yuanbai survived the groggy night with this kind of comfort.
Hongyun had a good rest at night and embarked on the journey to the palace in high spirits during the day. Gu Yuanbai pursed his lips. He was well taken care of, but Xue Yuan was very tired. “You can rest against me for a while.”
Xue Yuan smiled, leaned between his neck and took a deep breath, “Don’t move, let me smell it.”
This is rest.
The cold wind or dust was flying as the horses passed by. Xue Yuan slowed down the journey to three days. On the morning of the third day, the thousand-mile horse galloped to the summer palace.
The guards of the palace were startled by the sudden visit of the Holy Emperor.
Gu Yuanbai, wrapped in the dust of the journey, rushed to Concubine Wan’s residence with Xue Yuan’s support. The palace people I met along the way either looked shocked or full of sadness.
When he finally arrived at Concubine Wan’s door, the clan children he had sent to accompany Concubine Wan were gathering outside. I don’t know which child saw him first and shouted in surprise: “Uncle Huang is here!”
Gu Yuanbai’s heart sank.
He suddenly couldn’t walk anymore. Looking into the door from here, there was only deep darkness inside. These darknesses seemed to have a physical body, weighing as much as a thousand pieces of gold, exuding a sense of sadness. Gu Yuanbai pinched his palms and told himself, you have to go.
He pushed himself through the door.
There were only a few people in the dark room. There was a person lying on the bed in the bedroom, sitting on the side of the bed with the princess, wiping away tears.
The person in the quilt stretched out a hand that was still warm, but his breath was so cut off that he couldn’t catch it, “Yuan, Bai.”
Gu Yuanbai’s eyes suddenly turned red. He stepped forward and held Concubine Wan’s hand, “Concubine, my son is here.”
“My son,” Concubine Wan has been put into a beautiful and complicated dress by the palace servants. This dress is layered with layers, and the embroidery is as exquisite as if it came to life. Every detail is extremely detailed. Concubine Wan’s gentle eyes seemed to have regained her energy, “Why don’t you listen to my mother? How long did it take you to come here?”
Gu Yuanbai opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He coughed hard and finally managed to speak, “Many days.”
Concubine Wan looked at him angrily, and slowly rubbed her fingers on the back of Gu Yuanbai’s hand, “Concubine Mother is leaving. I can’t warn you anymore. Yuan Bai, you must remember what Concubine Mother said…”
It took a long time for her to say a word, and someone in the room started sobbing. However, Gu Yuanbai felt his eyes were dry, and he could only see a few white hairs on Concubine Wan’s temples and a few smile wrinkles around her eyes.
Concubine Wan is still very young, but her skin exudes a heavy air of twilight from the inside out. This kind of twilight can be seen with the naked eye, and only four words are written – the oil is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted.
“When the concubine arrives at Huangquan, she can talk to the late emperor and her sister.” Concubine Wan’s eyes were red, and tears ran down the side of her face, and the drops were sucked up by the soft pillow. “Our Yuan Bai is a good emperor and a good son.” ”
Gu Yuanbai held her hand tightly and gritted his teeth to suppress the crying in his throat.
After Concubine Wan said these few words, she felt a little tired. She turned to look at Gu Yuanbai, raised her hand with great effort, and wiped the dust off Gu Yuanbai’s face, “You are not allowed to come on the day of my mother-in-law’s burial. ”
Gu Yuanbai spit out one word: “No.”
Concubine Wan wanted to talk about him, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them. She stopped talking, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes. Mother and son held their hands tightly. After an unknown amount of time, Concubine Wan’s hands suddenly lost their strength.
Gu Yuanbai pressed against her hand and blinked very slowly, “Mother concubine.”
Concubine Wan did not make a sound.
Gu Yuanbai opened his mouth, inhaling and exhaling in large gulps, his breathing trembling. He raised his head from Concubine Wan’s hand and saw Concubine Wan’s face with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.
With a tremor in her hand, Concubine Wan’s hand slipped away from Gu Yuanbai’s fingers and hit the mattress hard.
Concubine Wan passed away.
Gu Yuanbai felt like he was about to stop breathing. The cry suddenly sounded in my ears, and it seemed as far away as thousands of miles away. It seemed as if someone came forward to persuade me, “Holy Lord, let go.”
What to put?
His heart suddenly hurt, and Gu Yuanbai was sweating profusely and covering his chest. The shouts around him were suddenly loud and deafening, reaching Gu Yuanbai’s ears. Gu Yuanbai felt uncomfortable, breathing heavily, and his eyesight turned black.
Xue Yuandao: “Your Majesty!”
The last sight of Gu Yuanbai was his twisted and ferocious nervous expression, and after that, darkness hit.
*
The Holy One fainted.
The entire imperial doctor gathered in the palace to take a pulse, and everyone’s nerves were tense. Xue Yuan stood at the end of the bed, looking at the person on the bed with blood-red eyes.
The guards who were chasing the Holy Emperor finally arrived at the palace. They rushed in in a hurry. Large numbers of people filled the entire palace, making it difficult to even breathe.
They rode good horses, but they could not keep up with the speed of a thousand-mile horse, and they took the official road. Even though they were more tired than Xue Yuan on the road day and night, they were still two hours late. Within these two hours, the Holy Master fainted. fall down.
When the captain of the guard saw Xue Yuan, he wanted to rush forward and raise his fist, but before his fist could be raised, he dropped it in frustration.
Was it wrong for Xue Yuan to bring the saint up to see Concubine Wan for the last time?
If he had not come to see Concubine Wan for the last time, if he had heard the news that Concubine Wan had passed away with regret, wouldn’t His Majesty be like this?
It would be like this, even sadder than this.
The head guard said in a heavy nasal voice, “Master Xue, how many hours has your majesty been unconscious?”
Xue Yuan seemed to have no soul. After a long time, he recovered from the dull pain in his heart and said hoarsely: “An hour and a half.”
The captain of the guard asked again: “Did the imperial doctor say anything?”
There was no answer from Xue Yuan. The captain of the guard looked up and saw Master Xue, his eyes red, staring at the Holy Master without blinking.
*
The doctors originally thought that the Holy One would only be unconscious for a day at most, but they did not expect that the Holy One did not open his eyes until two days later.
The imperial doctor was completely panicked. The palace was not suitable for treating the Holy One. The imperial army went out to protect the Holy One all the way back to the capital. The doctors at Tai Hospital stayed up day and night, wondering why the Holy Sage was unconscious. After discussing with the Shengshang’s close ministers, Tian Fusheng and the Supervisory Office suppressed the Shengsheng’s unconsciousness and only used the Shengsheng’s recovery as an excuse to deal with the officials.
As a result, the former dynasty and the inner court were temporarily as stable as usual.
and the Prince’s Palace.
Mr. Wang received the news and was very happy! When he sent someone to assassinate Gu Lian, he didn’t expect that Xue Yuan took Gu Yuanbai on another route in order to take a shortcut. A thousand-mile horse gallops and misses Mr. Wang’s men. On the way back, I tried to lurk again, but the black-armored imperial army arrived.
Although the assassination of Gu Lian was unsuccessful, there was an unexpected gain. Gu Lian is now unconscious. Isn’t this a great opportunity?
The chess piece next to Concubine Wan is the largest chess piece in Mr. Wang’s hand. It’s really not a waste of a lot of effort, and it finally worked.
Mr. Wang took immediate action and must not let this opportunity go to waste.
Within a few days, news spread among the people that the Holy Emperor was critically ill and was about to die.
This rumor became more and more popular. The governor of Jingzhao responded promptly and strengthened patrols of soldiers. Once such false rumors were discovered, they would be immediately caught and thrown into prison.
But the facts are before our eyes. The officials have not seen the emperor for several days. The emperor is recovering from illness. What kind of illness is he recovering from? Why can I only see the ministers, the privy envoys and a few ministers, but not others?
The words of the palace attendant waiting in front of the palace were vague, and the anxiety and haggardness on Manager Tian’s face gradually deepened. Panic is still rising, and people among officials and people are panicking, and they all want to know how the Holy One is doing now.
The Holy One is still in a coma.
He has been in coma for more than ten days.
Why would a person fall into a coma for such a long time?
The doctors at Tai Hospital were at a loss. They tried various methods, but they were still at a loss.
Every day is more anxious and restless than the day before. The restless officials also gathered in front of the Xuanzheng Hall, shouting “Long live” and asking the Holy One to see them.
Everyone in the hall looked solemn and looked at each other.
Now it can no longer be suppressed.
How could it be that only the officials and the people of the capital were panicking? These confidant ministers, the Supervisory Office, the Dongling Guards, the palace maids and eunuchs with the Holy One at the center were all so anxious that they felt like a storm was coming.
They were also uneasy, and they were even more anxious. They were so anxious that they waited in front of the temple every day for the Holy Spirit to wake up. Your Majesty, please wake up quickly. If you don’t wake up this mountain, we won’t be able to bear it anymore.
On that day, the Council of Political Affairs and the Privy Council came forward to prevent the officials from meeting. But on the second and third days… finally, the news that the Holy Lord was unconscious was finally announced.
The court was in an uproar.
On this day, Mr. Wang was well dressed, having tidied his cuffs and clothes several times, and walked slowly into the prince’s room.
He and the prince were sitting behind the table, with an untouched book open on the desk. His face was haggard and groggy, and his eyes were dull.
“Your Majesty,” Mr. Wang bowed and said bluntly, “Your Majesty is seriously ill and is now dying.”
Prince He stood up suddenly and came back to his senses. He stared at Mr. Wang, “What did you say?!”
Mr. Wang once used Xixia envoys to test Prince He. Although Prince He was irritable and irritable, he was exceptionally clear about important matters. He would never cooperate with Mr. Wang, a foreigner, to seek the throne of Daheng, so Mr. Wang had no intention of doing anything useless.
He just said worriedly: “The Holy One has been in a coma for several days, and the royal doctor in the palace has been unable to do anything. I thought to myself, if it cannot be cured, then it is witchcraft. If someone uses witchcraft to make the Holy One sleep forever If you don’t wake up, how can this be cured by the imperial doctor?”
Prince He ran out from behind the desk in a panic, holding onto Mr. Wang’s hand tightly, “Sir, is there anything you can do?”
“When I was traveling around the world, I met a friend who was proficient in the art of witchcraft. This friend should be in the capital at this time,” Mr. Wang sighed, “It’s just that your lord, we are detained in the mansion, even if I am Even if our friends are willing to help, we will not be able to reach the Holy Lord’s presence.”
Prince He’s breathing was heavy, and he gritted his teeth, “I’ll find a way.”
