"Xiao Wang, what the hell is going on, didn't you see that Lord Ben was busy?" Liu Hong's enthusiasm is now on military training, how can he have time to go to the palace to listen to people's nagging, and Chongzhen is generally not good to find him.

"Oh, uncle, look at you!" Wang Erxi saw that Liu Honggradually looked indifferent, and knew that it was impossible to invite this great god without telling the truth.

immediately dispersed the subordinates around him, and stretched out his hand to attach it to Liu Hongji's ear.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is seriously ill and is dying!" After speaking, tears welled up in Wang Erxi's eyes.

As a royal slave, Wang Erxi, like his teacher Wang Chengen, adheres to his duty as a domestic slave, in addition to sharing worries for the emperor, he is not greedy for power or profit.

After all, only if the emperor's family is well, they can be well, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is seriously ill, if he really suffers misfortune, the Ming Dynasty, which has just improved a little, has lost the country's capital, how can it not make people cry.

Liu Hongjian was also so shocked that he stayed on the spot like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, wasn't he okay a few days ago, why did he suddenly ......

It wasn't until he was woken up by the anxious Wang Erxi that he woke up, and Liu Hongjian directly called Niu Zhuang to bring the horses, turned over and went straight to the imperial city.

Outside the East Palace of the Imperial City Prince-Duanben Palace, one by one the imperial doctors came in and out, and each imperial doctor was followed by three or two medicine boys with medicine boxes on their backs.

The entire Duanben Palace was enclosed with a veil, and only when the imperial physician entered, did he open an opening, and the imperial physician immediately covered his mouth and nose with a cotton handkerchief and entered it.

Several eunuchs waiting for the prince at the gate of Duanben Palace hammered their left hands with their right hands like ants in a hot pot, their faces full of anxiety.

Duanben Palace side hall.

"Your Majesty! The crown prince ...... He has been sensible since he was a child, if he has three longs and two shorts, the concubine will not live! ”

Queen Zhou sat on her knees, her right hand covering her snort, tears running down her cheeks, unspeakable grief.

Chongzhen stood in the hall, his face was full of iron, and an old man who looked like a doctor knelt in front of Chongzhen, beads of sweat the size of beans on his head oozed from his forehead.

"Doctor, is there really no cure for this disease?" Chongzhen's eyes stared at the old lady doctor like a torch.

Over the years, he has been anxious about Daming's affairs every day, and rarely cares about the queen's mother and son, and his heart has always been full of guilt, after all, he is his own son, and it is false to say that he is not sad.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is infected with the plague, the plague has been rampant in Daming for more than ten years, and our colleagues in the Tai Hospital have also studied for many years and have not found a cure for this disease, Weichen is stupid, and Weichen is dead!"

Who doesn't know the importance of the crown prince? Who doesn't know how much good it will be for them to cure the crown prince? It's not for nothing, it's not for it!

The plague spread in the north as early as the beginning of Chongzhen's politics, because it was not very serious at the beginning, and the imperial court was busy suppressing bandits, so it didn't care too much, and by the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, the plague had spread to Shunde, Hejian and other prefectures.

Where the plague passed, ten rooms and nine emptiness, and there were countless exterminators, and the plague lasted for five days, and two days after it was broken, and then he was covered with poisonous bumps and died, and the death was very terrifying.

"As long as you can cure my son, I will reward you with a thousand gold, and I will make the prince the prince's protector, and I will order you to save the prince's life no matter what method you use, otherwise you will all die!"

Chongzhen held back the tears in his eyes, he was the emperor, and everyone could squander their tears at will, but he couldn't.

The prince was raised by Queen Zhou since he was a child, so that his studies were mostly checked by Queen Zhou, and in order to share his worries, the prince not only repeatedly reduced his food and clothing, but also studied politics every day until late at night.

The two seem to be in the same vein, the lights in the palace are all turned out in the early morning, only the candlelight of the Qianqing Palace and this end of the palace flickering, one is dealing with political affairs, and the other is learning to deal with political affairs.

"Back to the emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been unconscious, the decoction is useless, the minister heard of a soil method, called bloodletting therapy, with bloodletting as an opportunity, stimulate the acupuncture points of the whole body to achieve the curative effect of curbing the disease, but ......"

The imperial doctor's right hand wiped away the sweat that was about to drip from his forehead, and said intermittently.

"But what? Say! Chongzhen said angrily.

"But this method does not guarantee a cure for this disease, only ...... Less than 50% sure! After speaking, the prince bowed his head to the ground and did not dare to say more.

As a physician, it is also a tragedy, it is your duty to cure the disease, if it can't be cured? Hehe, there are no less imperial doctors who accompany the emperor and the prince to the funeral in the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Majesty! Let Dr. Gao give it a try! Empress Zhou pleaded, Imperial Physician Gao is the most respected and best medical doctor in the entire Imperial Hospital, if he is not sure, I believe that no one in this world can cure this disease.

"Don't go yet!" Chongzhen seemed to hesitate for a moment, thought about it and then gave up.

Seeing that Imperial Physician Gao got up and walked towards the prince's residence, he still beckoned Wang Erxi, who was waiting outside the palace, to come over.

"I order you to go to the Thousand Households of Banzai Mountain next to the camp in Xishan and summon An Guobo to me!"

Not only did the imperial doctor not have a grasp of the soil method, bloodletting therapy, Chongzhen He didn't know the danger of this method, he just suddenly remembered An Guobo Liu Hong, who had been working miracles for him.

But with such a serious illness, what is the use of calling him? But after thinking about it, he still ordered someone to inform him, and for some reason, he had an inexplicable trust in that lazy boy.

What Chongzhen didn't expect was that it was this inexplicable trust that left hope for the Ming Empire.

Liu Hong was anxious along the way, not only left Wang Erxi, who had given the order, far behind, but also rode straight to the palace gate in order to speed up.

No one in the palace is allowed to ride a horse, this is a ban, the general on duty at the palace gate saw that it was Liu Hongchuan, and he was still waiting to salute to pick up the horses, but seeing that Liu Hongjian did not mean to stop, he was not only shocked.

Before he could call someone to close the city gate, Liu Hong gradually rushed to Duanben Palace like a dust.

"Your Majesty, when Weichen heard that the prince was seriously ill, he couldn't help but feel anxious, he broke through the palace ban on horseback just now, and hoped that the emperor would forgive his sins!"

In the early summer in the north, the weather was hot and dry, and Liu Honggradually saw sweat on his head, knelt down and saluted.

Chongzhen waved his hand to let Queen Zhou and the others all retreat, and in a moment there were only two monarchs and ministers left in the palace.

"Aiqing, please get up! My son, the crown prince, ...... He was infected with the plague, and I heard that Aiqing knew medical skills, and Aiqing had a way......"

Sun Xiuxiu's injuries were treated by Liu Hong's own hands before, and Chongzhen certainly knew that his voice was no longer as calm as just now.

At this moment, Chongzhen, who is in his thirties, is not like an emperor, but more like a father, a desperate father whose son is seriously ill but has nothing to do.

Plague? Liu Hong gradually thought to himself, this year's heavy rain, hasn't the plague already been contained? I haven't heard of a major epidemic in Gyeonggi recently!

He had seen plague in Li Zicheng's military camp, and he also had streptomycin capsules in his ring to treat plague, but this capsule could only be taken to treat the early symptoms of plague or to prevent it, and if it was in the later stages, even streptomycin had little effect.

Liu Hong gradually got up and looked into Chongzhen's eyes, which were full of sadness and hope, and he understood Chongzhen's expectations of him.

"Your Majesty, the ministers should do their best to heal the prince!"

Liu Hong gradually remembered his father, and he must have been so anxious when he was lying unconscious on the bed!