Good fortune and bad fortune

  Gao Wu Yong, with the demeanor of a servant, quickly walked towards the Emperor's private treasury after receiving the order. This time, he didn't even bring along Xiao Fuzi, his usual attendant, indicating just how secretive the Emperor's private treasury was.

  Although he still looks calm and collected on the surface, his heart is actually very disturbed.

  Because the things in the emperor's private storage are all the best in the Qing Dynasty, if even this private storage does not have it, it is likely to be extremely difficult to find elsewhere. Moreover, the things from this private storage can only be used by the emperor alone, and even those who have the qualifications to enter there are few and far between. Other people do not have the qualifications to use them at all.

  It's surprising that the Emperor actually allowed him to take medicine from his private storage, which shows how much the Emperor favors San A Ge. Perhaps the Emperor has already secretly decided in his heart that San A Ge will be the future Crown Prince.

  However, these words were only dared to be muttered in his heart, and even if he borrowed a bit of courage, he didn't dare say them out loud. After all, there are ears on the other side of the wall, and if those people with ulterior motives heard him, his life would be in danger.

  As the general manager of this palace, what to say and what not to say, what to see and what not to see, the way is very deep, so it's not that anyone can be a general manager.

  It took only the time of a stick of incense for Gao to fetch them, fortunately both were in stock in Zheng's private storage room, they were special products from Yunnan province presented as tribute three years ago, who would have thought that now they would be used to save Third Prince's life.

  Zheng Taichang took advantage of this time to prepare the prescription and also prepared the remaining herbs in proportion, waiting for Gao Wuyong to bring back the medicine. As soon as he returned, Zheng would immediately mix the rest of the ingredients and hand them over to Gao Wuyong and Xiao Fuzi to decoct the medicine.

  In the Palace of Mental Cultivation, the task of decocting medicine had always been assigned by Gao Zhen to those trusted eunuchs who were closest to him. Since these medicines were meant for the emperor's consumption, even the slightest mistake would mean that all the servants in the palace would lose their lives. Therefore, when it came to things that entered the palace, Gao Zhen had always been extremely cautious.

  When Zheng Taichang was decocting medicine in the high courtyard, he administered an injection to San A Ge at the request of Long Yitian, with the intention of temporarily suppressing Yongzheng's body temperature.

  Because children's bodies are still very fragile and not as fully developed as adults, the thing they fear most is a high fever that won't subside. In folk medicine, there are often cases of children becoming mentally handicapped due to prolonged fever.

  Zheng Taichang also knew about Long Huitian's worries, so he didn't dare to slack off at all. Every time he inserted a needle, it was with extreme care and caution. However, although the acupuncture method had an immediate effect, the process itself wasn't very pleasant. Even ordinary adults couldn't endure this kind of pain, let alone Yongzhang, who was still just a teenager.

  Just after the second shot, Yongzhang, who was half asleep and half awake, furrowed his brow tightly, making inarticulate sounds with his mouth, and the thin clothes on his body were soon soaked with sweat, his breathing became more urgent, and his face turned paler.

  Long Hui immediately got up and came to the bedside, watching Zheng Taichang sew while bending down to gently stroke Yongzhang's cheek with his hand, softly comforting: "Yongzhang, be strong for a moment, just bear it a little longer."

  The person who was ill had always been very fragile, and Yongzhao was no exception. Although he was unconscious, he still recognized the voice of Long Yitian, so he stammered: "Imperial Father... I'm in so much pain... Imperial Father... Am I going to die soon?"

  Yongzhang's words made Longyin Tian involuntarily tighten his heart, because he knew that people who were about to die of illness always had a very strong premonition of the arrival of death, and would often come true. If even Yongzhang himself lost the faith to live on, then this time he was absolutely doomed to die.

  Then Long Yian slowly lowered his head, and in Yongzhang's ear, he said gently but firmly: "Yongzhang, don't talk nonsense, believe me, you will be fine, and I will always be by your side, you need to learn to trust me..."

  It was unclear whether Long Yitian's words had taken effect or Zheng Taizhen's medical skills were exceptional, but in any case, Yongzhang's condition began to improve rapidly after enduring those two or three injections.

  His originally furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened. Although his eyes were filled with red threads, they still showed a hint of clarity. Long Hanyang could tell at a glance that he had already regained consciousness.

  Perhaps due to the prolonged illness and weakness, Yongzhang had just woken up for a short while and hadn't even had time to say anything before falling into a deep sleep again. This time, however, the situation seemed much better than before.

  The imperial physician Zheng carefully removed the silver needles from Yongzhao's body, and before he could even wipe away the sweat on his forehead, he hurriedly took advantage of the opportunity to say what he had been afraid to say earlier: "Your Majesty, the Third Prince has already regained consciousness and is temporarily out of danger. However, since the Third Prince was poisoned so deeply this time and did not receive effective treatment afterwards, I'm afraid there will still be some aftereffects."

  Long Hui had already guessed the outcome as soon as he heard that Yongzhang was poisoned, so he didn't show any shock or anger, and instead spoke in a calm tone: "Speak, what will be the consequences."

  Zheng Taizhen saw that Long Hanyan had not yet exploded in anger, but instead appeared unusually calm, and guessed that the Emperor was probably furious to the extreme.

  He hesitated for a moment in his heart, and then anxiously told the truth, because he was really afraid of being blamed by the emperor: "This time, the Third Prince's injury has affected his internal organs, and if he is well taken care of in the future, he will still be left with a weak body. Moreover, it would be best to avoid activities such as horse riding and archery."

  Although Zheng Taichang spoke extremely vaguely, Long Huitian understood the meaning as soon as he heard it, and his anger and murderous intentions surged in his heart.

  The symptoms of physical weakness are actually just a weak body, with resistance much lower than that of ordinary people, so they are more likely to get sick and once they do, the illness will be more severe. Those minor illnesses and disasters that seem insignificant to ordinary people may even cost Yung's life.

  Moreover, with a weak body, it's naturally impossible to engage in intense exercise, let alone horse riding and archery. Even ordinary running and jumping would be difficult for Yongzhang, unlike others who can do them with ease.

  To put it bluntly, Yongzhang's body is completely ruined.

  Just then, Gao Wu Yong brought in the decocted medicine, but was startled by Long Yitian's cold and icy gaze, as well as the faintly discernible murderous intent, almost causing him to drop the bowl of medicine.

  Fortunately, he had been following the emperor for many years and had seen all sorts of situations, so in an instant he calmed down and carefully handed over the medicine.

  However, Zheng Taichang was not as lucky as Gao Yunhong. He was directly scared by Long Yitian and his legs went soft, "plop" and he knelt on the ground. No matter what, he didn't want to be blamed for this, otherwise everything he had done before would have been in vain.

  Long Hui Tian calmed down quickly and took the medicine handed over by Gao Wu Yong, then suddenly asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the matter: "Zheng Ta Yi, I remember you're a Han Chinese, aren't you?"

  Zheng Taichang was slightly stunned by the question, although he didn't know what the emperor meant this time. He still replied truthfully: "Your humble servant is indeed a Han Chinese. In my early years, I traveled to Jiangnan to study medicine and later was fortunate enough to be recognized by the retired Li Yuan, which allowed me to enter the Imperial Hospital as an official."

  Zheng Taichang had no impression of the Li Yuan Shi that the imperial physician mentioned, so he could only give Gao Wuyong a glance, letting Gao Wuyong explain it to him.

  It's no wonder, after all Qianlong is the emperor, how would he normally pay attention to what those imperial physicians are surnamed or named, I'm afraid even the number of imperial physicians and officials in the Imperial Hospital he doesn't know.

  Gao Wu Yong understood the emperor's meaning at a glance, so he stepped forward and came to Long Yintian's side, whispering: "Your Majesty, that Li Yuan Shi was the right judge of the imperial court who followed Emperor Kangxi on his southern tour many years ago. He was promoted to Yuan Shi during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng, but had already retired in the sixth year of Qianlong."

  Long Yan nodded, didn't say anything else, and directly let everyone in the house retreat. Then he personally sat down beside the bed, stretched out his hand to slowly lift Yongzhang up, so that Yongzhang could lean against his chest. Immediately afterwards, he directly used mouth-to-mouth method to feed the medicine into Yongzhang bit by bit.

  Because Yongzhao's popularity has slightly cooled down, but he is still unconscious, it would be difficult to feed him medicine at this time. Therefore, Longyue Tian thoughtlessly chose the most expedient and convenient method.

  Carefully supporting Yongzhang, letting him lie down properly, Long Yitian did not get up and leave, but instead sat on the edge of the bed, gently holding Yongzhang's hand while secretly thinking about this matter.

  Long Hiding Heaven could tolerate the concubines in the harem vying for favor and scheming against each other, and he could also tolerate those slaves who, in order to make a living, had no choice but to help some of the concubines do things that went against palace rules. As long as it didn't harm the overall situation, he would just pretend not to know. However, what was happening now really infuriated Long Hiding Heaven.

  Those restless people in peacetime are insignificant, but they were wrong to lay a hand on the brother of Yu Die. After all, each of these brothers may become the crown prince, and even if they want to eliminate them one by one, it should be up to the emperor to decide. When can these concubines intervene?

  Since you have the guts to provoke him, then Long Yintian doesn't mind letting this imperial palace have a bit more bloody atmosphere.

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