Sun Bi went deep into the grassland thousands of miles, so it was naturally impossible to know what was happening behind him. However, Li Ling, who was in Youzhou, was able to learn about major events in the capital in a timely manner through his connections in the court.

During this period, the most important thing that Li Ling cares about was nothing more than that the emperor suddenly fell ill and had not seen a foreign minister in ten days.

This is no different from a signal for any courtier, and a strong signal that an emperor may not be able to hold on. After all, today's son Sun Yong is also a 75-year-old man. Although he has famous doctors around him, and countless medicines and supplements are needed, human power will eventually end, and human aging and death are not different because of his noble status.

What's more, the emperor not only gets so many benefits, but also needs to pay. Just the government affairs that need to be handled every day is an astronomical figure for ordinary people. At Sun Yong's age, he still has to deal with so many things every day, which has consumed and damaged him quite a lot. So a few years ago, he had already looked a little unhealthy, but now he is even more unbearable.

For this reason, many ministers in the court were worried, especially those of the King of England, who were even more nervous at this time. After all, the prince is still the prince now, and he is the legitimate emperor in the future. Once the emperor really dies suddenly, everything before will be lost. The King of England, who has no position as the prince, can only admit his failure.

Once the battle for the crown prince fails, neither the British nor the ministers will end up well. At the least, the loss of the official position will be lost. In the worst case, I am afraid that even my life may not be able to be saved.

So now the officialdom in the capital is really volatile. Many people are paying attention to the emperor's health through their own different channels, and no one cares about this New Year.

The same is true today. Although it is only two or three days before New Year's Eve, the topic that everyone is concerned about is the emperor in the palace.

"His situation of Your Majesty has improved? What did the Imperial Hospital say?"

"Doctor Zhang saw it for Your Majesty again this morning, saying that the situation was not optimistic... Your Majesty was an acute illness because the weather turned cold. Now the weather is getting colder. Although the palace has prepared various heating methods, Your Majesty's situation still has not improved. Instead, it has tended to worsen because the weather has become colder recently.

"Also, Your Majesty is still concerned about the war in the north, so it is difficult to deal with just being at ease."

When talking about this, many ministers were even more worried: "I don't know how the prince led his troops to the north this time... That's the northern grassland. The Guirong tribes have always been brutal and fierce. He is the prince, so how could he take risks with his own life?"

"Yes, we should stop the prince from taking this big risk at that time. If there is a good thing in the north, it would be really not worth the loss."

Listening to these guys suddenly turned the topic to Sun Bi's Northern Expedition, Wen Ming, who had been silent, finally had to speak out: "The prince's move is for the country and the people, and how can you question it at will? If you have time to worry about the front line, why would you better help Li Wenzhong from Youzhou to arrange more food and supplies to send it over?"

He heard that the Minister of the State Council had a high status and a great reputation. With a sound, the others could only say that they were alone and did not dare to do too much trouble in this matter. The topic quickly returned to the emperor's situation, but after all, it was still the same thing. It was not until the end that Xu Cang said: "I thought that perhaps when the good news in the northern border came, His Majesty's condition would improve."

Everyone laughed after hearing this, but it was not easy. Everyone knew that His Majesty's illness was caused by the cold weather and was also worried about the Northern Expedition. But the problem was that the Northern Expedition did not result so quickly. It took less than a year before and after. The British King was so great that he would not be able to send back the decisive good news in a short time.

Even Wen Ming didn't answer this, but just sighed softly, feeling more and more confused. If he had known this, he would have volunteered to go to northern Xinjiang with Wen Zhong. It would have been better than suffering here.

Just as they were thinking about their own thoughts and even many people began to regret their original decision, a servant suddenly hurried to the door and shook his eyes at Wen Ming. The latter understood and claimed the crime, and went out to ask what happened: "But is there any news from the palace coming back?"

"Master, it's a letter from the north, it's a letter from Lord Li." The confidant said in a hurry, lowering his voice and handing over the letter.

Wen Ming and Li Ling have had many correspondences these days, and he had already advised his subordinates that as long as it was a letter from the north, it must be handed over to him as soon as possible, and no delay is allowed whether he is at home or in the yamen.

Now, after receiving this letter from Li Ling, Wen Ming was obviously nervous and did not go back to the hall. He turned around and entered the room next to him, tore the envelope a little tremblingly, and took out the two pieces of paper inside. After calming down, he read the letter carefully, and after reading it, his expression changed.

From the worry that just now turned into surprise and disbelief, to the end, it turned into ecstasy: "God bless me, Dayue, God helps King Ying!" He stopped hesitating and then stepped out and turned back to the living room. At this time, others were still worried about the emperor's situation. Seeing him suddenly having a look of surprise and smiling, everyone was a little puzzled and looked over.

Wen Ming didn't want to keep it a secret. After entering the hall, he looked at everyone, raised the letter in his hand, and shouted: "Li Wenzhong sent a message from Youzhou. Not long ago, the prince killed hundreds of people below the enemy chief Tielezhen on the grassland, and killed tens of thousands of enemies. He has won an unprecedented victory since the founding of our Great Yue court!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the officials in the hall were all stunned. First, they looked at Wen Ming steadily. After confirming that he was not joking, everyone stood up and cheered. The loud voices were so loud that they themselves were shocked. The previous depression and worries had disappeared at this moment, and some people asked loudly: "When will your highness return to Beijing?"

"Yes, as long as your highness can come back, he will definitely be able to make further progress with his contribution this time!"

Now that Sun Bi is the prince, he will naturally be the crown prince. Everyone is waiting for Wen Ming to give the answer he wants. But this time, Lord Wen disappointed them: "Wen Zhongxin mentioned that the prince will clean up the remaining tribes on the grassland in order to eradicate the roots, so he should not return to Beijing for the time being!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's excitement subsided and everyone became nervous again.

Only Xu Cang was excited: "So, the palace should have received the good news. If Your Majesty saw the good news, he might be very energetic and his illness would be cured."

This sentence really reminded everyone, making them echo: "Yes, we should let Your Majesty know this good news as soon as possible!" If it weren't for the fact that it was almost dark now, they would have wanted to go to the palace and report this good news to the emperor in person.

Of course, in fact, their idea was completely redundant. Because the emperor had already learned the great news of the day before them, and it was delivered to him by the Political Affairs Hall.

Although he was sick, the ministers dared not hide such good news. After Wei Tang read the good news to him, Sun Yong's face, which was a little devastated, also had a long-lost blush on his face: "Okay! Cough cough... King Ying did not disappoint me. He really defeated the ghost Rong and achieved a great thing that Taizu and Taizong did not do! Cough cough cough..."

Excited, the emperor coughed again with a heart-wrenching cough. Seeing this, Wei Tang quickly stepped forward and slapped his back. His palms kneaded and exercised his strength. The emperor's cough eased and he seemed to be a little more energetic: "Wei Tang, thanks to you."

"I just do my duty. The saint is my master. Naturally, I will do my best to serve you and ensure you are safe."

"Hahaha... I think I really feel wronged. The world's top master like you should start a sect and make it respectable by the people of the world. As a result, you can only be with me and be a humble slave." The emperor suddenly felt a sense of emotion and looked at the person he trusted most apologetically.

"The saint's words are really ruined. Everything about slaves is given by the saint, so I only want to serve you in this life, and I don't want anything else."

"Haha, I know you are loyal, and I really can't live without you." The emperor sighed softly, "I really blame you this time, otherwise I may not be able to survive this winter. Well, now that the Northern Expedition is a great victory, my last bit of my heart will be gone. It seems that in a few days, I will be able to meet my ministers well at the beginning of the New Year to ease everyone's heart."

When the emperor said this, he suddenly smiled: "But not everyone will feel relieved because of my improvement. On the contrary, he will feel lost and anxious."

"Sage..." Wei Tang's face changed. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

The emperor also raised his hand: "Is this the heart of people wrong? But compared to my condition stabilized, I am afraid that the British King's big victory in the north will bring him more pressure. Hey, I have to admit that I have always underestimated Sun Bi. He is indeed better than other brothers and more courageous. Since that's the case, that matter may be settled."

Wei Tang didn't dare to speak anymore because it was related to the throne, so how could he, a little eunuch, interfere?

"Okay, you just do one thing for me next and send the news of the Great Win of King Ying to the East Palace. I want to see how he will react again."
Chapter completed!