Watching the golden cup of toast slip out of his hand blankly, Zhao Ji didn't understand what was going on for a while, and his heart was full of confusion.

But in the eyes of Wang Zhongzheng and Shi Deyi, who served as guards and guides by Zhao Ji's side, the face of the Son of Heaven suddenly became stiff, strange and distorted, and finally fixed on a look that made the two of them creepy.

"Official." Shi De took a step forward, bent down to pick up the golden cup, and approached to observe Zhao Ji's expression.

It's just that Shi De looked at it, and suddenly he separated the eight top yang bones, and a basin of ice water poured down, which was cold from the top of his head to his heels. I just felt like my entire backbone had turned into icicles. The hand that was picking up the gold cup also seemed to be cramping, and the gold cup that he had just picked up fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhao Ji's eyes were full of confusion, and his eyes became blurred for something, and someone was talking around him, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

Da Song Tianzi's mouth opened, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, just a dull muttering in his throat.

There are mosquitoes and flies around the ears, and the two people who rushed to the front seem to be Shi Deyi and Wang Zhongzheng, but it seems that there is a veil in front of them, and they can't tell whether they are or not.

Could it be a stroke?!

In Zhao Ji's mind, which gradually became cloudy, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he finally figured out what was going on. It's just that Zhao Ji rather didn't figure it out himself.

The vision in front of him was suddenly crooked, and Zhao Ji didn't feel that he had lost his balance, but the ground that was getting closer and closer clearly told him that he had indeed fallen.

When Zhao Ji overturned from the imperial couch, His Royal Highness's courtiers finally realized that something was wrong. It was not a small accident when the golden cup was taken off, but it was likely to be a serious illness that would kill people.

There was no noise in the palace for a while, and the civil and military officials didn't even dare to breathe, but just looked nervously at His Majesty's Son of Heaven.

Can you still host the palace banquet after the suburbs?

The fear in his heart came up like a tidal wave, trying to bury him in the darkness. Zhao Ji's consciousness struggled desperately. But his struggle, like a flying insect caught in a spider's web, did not achieve its intended purpose at all. Zhao Ji did not lose consciousness in an instant, but clearly felt that his body was out of control, and when he understood what had happened to him, his consciousness began to blur little by little, and only the fear of death remained.

The Son of Heaven, who was supported by Wang Zhongzheng, looked like it was impossible to continue Fang Cai's task. Wang Zhongzheng and Shi De glanced at each other, and the other party's thoughts were already clear to him.

"Let's go back to the inner hall." Shi Deyi said. Whether it is Wang Zhongzheng or other attendants who serve on the side, there is no objection at all.

The moment Zhao Ji was helped in, all the officials present felt a sense of crisis that was about to come in the storm, which was extremely strong. More than one person set their sights on Zhao Ji's two younger brothers. Zhao Hao didn't care, and the reaction was similar to that of the other officials who looked at the inner hall. Zhao Hao looked down at the desktop in front of him and didn't move. But no one knows the way, he still doesn't know how to beat the gong and drum in his heart, and he is so excited that he can't be named.

What about banquets?

The Son of Heaven has not yet asked the prince to come out to serve wine, and the scheduled procedure has not been completed, so should the concert for the prince to come out of the pavilion to read should be handed over? Already a lot of people are starting to hesitate.

If the emperor can recover, no one will disagree. But Zhao Ji's illness is not as easy as a cold and fever, it is almost incurable, so that people don't have too many scruples.

Paralysis of the hands and feet, inability to speak, is a typical stroke symptom.

Among the first five sons of heaven of the Zhao family, there are not one or two who cannot be governed due to wind illness. Zhenzong, Renzong, and Yingzong are all sick and can't afford to sink.

Among the hundreds of civil and military officials in the Daqing Palace, at least one-tenth of them are well versed in medical science, and half of them have some basic medical knowledge. And what is a stroke, almost everyone has this insight.

The departure of the Son of Heaven is not just as simple as casting a shadow on the court.

Many people remember that just a few years ago, the current emperor seemed to have had a suspected stroke. A stroke is not necessarily fatal, but two or three strokes are like walking through a ghost gate, and few of them can survive.

The host of the banquet left, and the rest of the guests were all trapped. At this time, it is time for the prime minister to stand up and clean up the situation. Zhang Dian stared at Wang Qi diagonally opposite, urging Wang Qi with his eyes. But Wang Jue didn't make eye contact with the others at all, and just craned his neck to look at the small door leading to the inner hall.

Zhang Dian gritted his teeth fiercely. If you can't stand up and stabilize the situation, is this still worthy of being the prime minister? If it were me, I would never do such a stupid thing.

I don't know how long it took, there was finally movement in the inner hall, Wang Zhongzheng hurriedly came out of the hall and stood under His Majesty, "The Queen Mother has a will, Chairman Wang Qi." ”

Wang Zhongzheng didn't have anything else to say, and Wang Jue got up to take the order. With orders, he dared to do things.

With only Wang Jue presiding, it is naturally impossible for Wang Zhao of Yan'an County to come out to meet the courtiers. It only took half an hour for a palace banquet that cost a huge number of people to end in a hurry, and the courtiers rushed out of the Daqing Palace.

But the palace banquet was disbanded, but not everyone left the imperial city. Originally, officials should have dispersed and returned home after the palace banquet - in Kaifeng, the winter solstice is the second largest festival of the year after the New Year's Day, and even the emperor could not delay the courtiers' desire to go home early to meet their families - but today there are many people stranded in the imperial city for various reasons to wait for the result.

The expressions of the officials in the imperial city perfectly interpret what it means to be panicked. Whether the Son of Heaven can survive or not is the key to their fate and future.

Han Gang did not leave the imperial city either, but returned directly to Taichang Temple. Several medical officers in the Imperial Medical Bureau have been summoned to the Funing Hall to treat the Son of Heaven. If there is any news, this is the place where the two provinces are second only to the two provinces that are well informed. Moreover, Han Gang believed that he would definitely be summoned to the inner palace and wait for the most suitable place in Taichang Temple.

Pulling out a manuscript of a popular science book on biology from the shelf, Han Gang calmly proofread it. Stroke is not a heart attack, even if you can't afford it, at least two or three days to buffer, there will always be a way to keep the situation from falling to the worst.

Just as Han Gang expected, not half an hour after sitting down, the palace sent someone out to invite Han Gang into the palace. The person who came was the waiter next to Zhao Ji, although the name was not clear, but his appearance was very familiar, which also made Han Gang put more snacks.

Under the guidance of this chamberlain, Han Gang walked into the Son of Heaven's bedroom.

Dozens of arm-thick candles illuminated the outer hall of the Funing Palace, but I don't know why, when he walked in, Han Gang felt that the yin atmosphere here was compelling.

The rulers of the eastern and western prefectures all gathered in the outer hall of the Funing Palace. The four palace marshals headed by Zhang Shoujie, as well as the large and small attendants who had errands in the Shangfuning Palace, even if they didn't count the classes outside the hall, there were as many as twenty or thirty people at a glance. But the huge hall is quieter than the depths of the ancient temple when the night leaks deeper. So many people, sitting or standing, didn't even have a mouth to speak. Like an idol carved in wood and clay,

Wang Qi and Cai looked at the door of the inner hall fixedly. Xue Xiang and several other consuls sat in chairs with their eyes closed. Only Zhang Dian was pacing around with his hands behind his back - there were no rules at this time.

When Han Gang came in, Zhang Dian saw him first and walked over in a few steps.

"Yukun, is there any good way to cure a stroke?"

"In the Taiyi Bureau, there are only a few strokes that can be treated, and now they are all in the Funing Palace."

Hearing this, Zhang Duan sighed and asked no more.

Wang Qi and the others also saw Han Gang, and they were usually able to say a word or two of greetings, but now no one was in the mood to say two words of nonsense.

Reasoning, Han Gang is not qualified to join the ranks of the important ministers of the two provinces, but his identity is special, not to mention that the Imperial Medical Bureau and the Department of Health and Welfare are under his jurisdiction, just the identity of the disciple of the King of Chinese Medicine is rumored to be enough for the Empress to send someone to recruit him into the palace.

Regardless of whether it is useful to summon Han Gang or not, for the patient's family, seeing the disciple of the Medicine King standing by the bedside can always get a little comfort psychologically.

Han Gang didn't care too much about himself becoming a statue on the throne of the temple - no matter how ugly it sounded, Han Gang didn't care too much, and if he could enter the Funing Hall when the Son of Heaven was seriously ill, he would have a chance to influence or even turn the situation around—no matter how small the chance was. In any case, Han Gang didn't want to sit at home and wait for the situation to develop, and he was notified to the court later, and then he saw Zhao Hao, the king of Yong, appear on the throne in the Daqing Palace.

The chamberlain who led the way for Han Gang entered the inner hall first, and after a while, he came out again, "Duanming, the queen has a will, and Duanming enters the inner hall to speak." ”

Han Gang only hesitated slightly, and then followed the chamberlain into the inner hall.

The queen, Concubine Zhu and other concubines sat on the edge of the bed. Queen Xiang hugged the five-year-old Zhao maid, and she was already crying with tears on her face. A little farther away is the Queen Mother, who looks loving. And the three Hanlin medical officers were also in the inner sanctum, and their faces were not very good.

After applying needles and filling the medicine, the imperial doctors had already done everything they could, and the next thing they could do was to wait for Zhao Ji to wake up by himself. If you can't wake up, then it's going to be a few days.

Even though Han Gang's understanding of the disease was far inferior to that of the imperial doctors under his command, he still knew something about the stroke, and if he couldn't wake up in a short time, there would be no hope.

The only one who seemed out of place was Zhao Hao, the king of Yong, who was standing next to the Queen Mother.

To tell the truth, although Han Gang and Zhao Hao have old grudges, they have only been photographed a handful of times, and most of them are just recognizing their faces far away. At present, they are in the same hall, only a few feet apart, but it is an extremely difficult experience.

Zhao's other brother is not here. Han Gang saw His Royal Highness King Jia leave the palace with his own eyes, and with Zhao Hao's cautious and cautious nature, he would probably not come out until there was a result on the palace side.

People with self-knowledge are indeed not disliked, and if they maintain this style, whether they maintain the status quo or change the position, Zhao will be rewarded for today's actions. Of course, if Zhao Hao is not ranked third, but exchanges with Zhao Hao and ranks second, it will be a different performance.

It will probably be Zhao Hao's reaction now, secretly stealing joy and expectation, showing his sadness and concern in front of his brother's hospital bed, and then comforting the Queen Mother who doesn't seem to need comfort.

Something happened to her biological son, and the Empress Dowager Gao, who was sitting on the side, did not have a sad look, but her expression was closer to the identity of the Queen Mother than a mother.

Well, this can be considered bias. Han Gang has never been very welcome, to be precise, hostile to Zhao Hao, so much so that this opinion was even implicated in the Empress Dowager Gao—although it was not expressed. The people and things he saw through the colored glasses may not be the truth, but Han Gang didn't feel the need to correct his opinion. From a long time ago, when Han Gang learned that Empress Dowager Gao insisted on leaving her two adult sons in the palace, Han Gang had already held such a 'prejudice'.

"Bachelor Han." Empress Xiang wiped her tears at this time, "Among the courtiers, you are the best at medical skills, you can come and see how the situation of the official family should be treated?" ”

Han Gang walked over according to his words, and Zhao Ji, who was lying on the bed, was covered with a bright yellow satin futon, and only his face was exposed. With his eyes closed, his breathing was extremely thin and weak, and his originally pale face was now even paler. Judging from the foreign minister, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is not in good condition, but his condition seems to have stabilized.

More than a dozen expectant eyes looked at Han Gang, but Han Gang could only give them an illusory answer: "Your Majesty will carry it in the sky, and it will not be a big problem." ”

As soon as Han Gang's words fell, a voice full of surprise sounded beside the bed, "The official family is awake!" The official family is awake! ”