Tianwu Street, Yang Mansion Study Room.

Yang Shicong's son Yang Tongjun became very irritable and agile, contrary to his previous gentle demeanor.

He said unhappily: "The old emperor is so cruel! He has been in the palace for more than a month without ventilating! He did not summon the prince. It seems that he is determined to pass the throne to the King of Han!"

Zhou Peigong, Shi Lang and others looked at each other, and a hint of anxiety appeared on their faces: "What should I do?"

Yang Shicong, who was lying in the chair of the Grand Master, finally spoke: "I asked yesterday. The imperial physician said that our Majesty seems to be unable to survive this summer. The most urgent task is to seize the military power of Zhili!"

Shi Lang nodded: "Prince of the Army, please rest assured. Whether it is the army or the navy, they are basically ours at present! It's just that His Royal Highness is too cautious in his actions."

"Prudence" is just Shi Lang's polite words. In fact, he wanted to say that the prince was too rude and was not decisive at all. In this case, he should be directly supervised!

Yang Shicong's face was as deep as water, shook his head gently, and suddenly said, "I heard that some European countries have established a great Vizier (Prime Minister), and there is also an electoral monarchy. The nobles control the parliament. I think it's good."

Um?

A circle of confidants suddenly felt a lot in his heart, and seemed to understand what Mr. Yang said.

In recent years, the emperor's expeditions in the west were not in the capital, and the crown prince was also far away in South Asia and India. The government was completely controlled by the cabinet. As the chief minister of the cabinet, Yang Shicong suddenly felt the joy of not suppressing the emperor.

Combined with his understanding of some European national systems, he had an idea that was beyond the times early: undermining imperial power, supervising the chief minister, and managing the country by the cabinet!

Yang Tongjun nodded fiercely and said gloomyly: "Father, as far as I say, let's just do it, and we will just transfer troops to Beijing, and have a Xuanwu Gate mutiny. They will be stewed with one spoon and help the prince ascend the throne!"

After saying a word, the seat was shocked and a spoonful of steweds. Isn’t that including Emperor Tianwu?

Zhou Peigong asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Yang, it's a big deal to do so. Will the prince be willing? Can the army listen to our orders?"

Yang Tongjun was confident: "Your concern is completely unnecessary. What does the prince mean? The king and the prince are defeated, the thief, Zhao Kuangyin and Chenqiao mutiny, and he is wearing a yellow robe. Isn't he the emperor happy? Who said what else in the future?"

He continued: "I have already planned it. The Tianwu Army, which was guarding the capital, has just returned from the Western Expedition and is on a long vacation. The remaining Zhili City Defense Forces are all our people!"

"Yao Qisheng is the chief teacher of the Huangming Military Academy. He is a disciple of his father. He is a world full of talents in the army. As long as we pretend that there is someone rebelling in the capital, the city defense army can be transferred in to clear the monarch."

"As long as we move, the prince's men will move even if they don't move. By then, tens of thousands of troops land in control of the entire Zhili, and the world will change hands!"

Seeing that he was so bold, Zhou Peigong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Yang, killing a throne is not a good reputation. If this is the case, the matter will be broken!"

Seeing that everyone seemed to be scared, Yang Tongjun hurriedly said, "Who said he wanted to kill the lord? The Supreme Emperor just left, so he would be the Supreme Emperor. We only need to be the Supreme Emperor quickly and seal the Qianqing Palace and control the Forbidden City first. It is natural for the prince to inherit the great treasure!"

Yang Tongjun was talking down with great enthusiasm, but he didn't hesitate to slap the table and scolded in a low voice: "Stop talking!"

"Are you confused? Your Majesty has been in charge of the universe for decades. Even if he is seriously ill, he is not prepared?"

After hearing what my father reminded him, Yang Tongjun was stunned.

Yes, the old emperor used martial arts to establish his genius. Even if he was sick at this moment, he would be prepared for all his guards. For example, the Imperial Guard and the Cao family, Duke of Xiangguo, were loyal to him!

There was silence in the study room, and everyone was thinking hard.

In fact, Yang Shicong also hopes that the prince can take office as soon as possible because he has not had much time left and wants to arrange the Yang family's retreat before he dies before closing his eyes.

If it really doesn't work, Yang Tongjun's method is not impossible either.

After easing for a moment, Yang Shicong said with far-sightedness: "The success or failure of a major event depends on His Highness. If you want to accomplish a major event, you must first convince the Eastern Palace!"

The old man's words seemed easy-going at first glance, but everyone here understood that the struggle for the throne had reached its most critical moment.

All kinds of excitement and pressure, impulses and worries surged into their hearts.

After the plan was completed, the chickens and dogs were promoted, and the house was searched for food.

This is really a storm that is about to come and the wind fills the building!

In the west warm cabinet of Ganqing Palace, Zhu Cilang was lying quietly on the dragon bed, as if he had fallen asleep, but his eyelids were slightly shaky, and he thought he hadn't really fallen asleep.

A rustling sound came from far to near, like a slight sound from the woven skirt. Empress Xu stood in front of the dragon couch, with her long black hair casually draped behind her. There was no pearl hairpin ornament between her hair, and she was gently tied with only a white ribbon.

The yellow curtain hanging in front of the dragon couch was gently lifted up, and Queen Xu gently filled the soup in the medicine furnace in front of the couch.

Looking at her back, Zhu Cilang was a little dazed. In the blink of an eye, she had been a couple for thirty years. Whenever she was with the queen, she felt that life was so familiar and quiet.

The Western Expedition lasted for three years, but it broke his body. Zhu Cilang himself didn't know how many years he had to live.

But looking at my life, even if it ends like this, I should be content!

Empress Xu turned around and blinked at Zhu Cixuan: "Your Majesty, this is the prescription prescribed by Doctor Zhao. It says that as long as you take it on time and rest for half a month, you will definitely be cured."

Zhu Cixuan listened to her crisp and beautiful words and said with a smile: "It was the genius doctor Zhao who the uncle mentioned, who lived in more than 100 years old? There is no genius doctor in this world, even the old people in the Imperial Hospital are helpless."

Empress Xu shook her head and said, "Doctor Zhao is not simple. She is from our Ningbo Mansion. I have always heard of his name since I was a child. I am a real immortal!"

However, Zhu Cilang found a little confusion and a little wet in her eyes.

As if to convince Zhu Cixuan, Empress Xu continued to talk about the divine doctor Zhao: "Doctor Zhao proposed that the Mingmen is the master of the human body, not the heart, and the water and fire of the Mingmen are the yin and yang of the human being."

Zhu Cilang carefully analyzed the meaning of this sentence, and only heard Empress Xu say: "Doctor Zhao said that the fire of the Mingmen is the treasure of the human body, and the physiological functions of the human body are connected. If the fire is strong, the vitality will be strong. If the fire fades, the vitality will be weak. If the fire is extinguished, the person will die. The fire of your Life Gate is as strong as the scorching sun, and there will be no trouble. Even Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain said that you have just experienced a disaster and will be no trouble."

Empress Xu talked endlessly, and Zhu Cilang heard it mysteriously, but just smiled.

However, he was already thinking about things from all sides. No matter what he was, the court could not be in chaos, and the Ming Dynasty could not be in chaos!

At this moment, an eunuch outside passed by a message: "The chief assistant Yang Shicong has an immortal pill to present to His Majesty."

Hearing the word "Immortal Pill", Zhu Cilang, who had originally been distracted, suddenly felt a little more and more energetic, and his eyes became deeper.

I remember when the Emperor was seriously ill, the Imperial Hospital gave a record: "On March 10th, the Emperor was ill and was seriously ill on the 14th, he summoned the Imperial Hospital to treat the disease. The Minister of the Taichang Temple said that there was an immortal pill, and the eunuch did not dare to take the initiative. He reported the matter to the chief assistant of the cabinet, Yang Shicong. Yang Shicong ordered to go to the palace to present medicine. After the Emperor took the medicine, it was warm and comfortable, and he wanted to eat."

However, after more than a month of using the immortal pill, the emperor was seriously ill again and eventually left.

Of course, there were no adverse reactions before and after taking the "Xian Pill", and even felt very comfortable. It had the effect of curing the disease. Therefore, many people did not think about the problem on the pill, and no one doubted Yang Shicong and others.

After all, in the people's concept at that time, alchemy had a history of two thousand years, divided into inner elixir and outer elixir.

The inner alchemy is usually considered to be a kind of Taoist qigong. It uses the human body itself as a furnace to transform into shape through luck and energy, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to achieve the purpose of health preservation.

The outer pill uses a elixir as a tool, adds various rare raw materials, extracts essence, and makes up for the deficiency of the human body through taking it, achieving the purpose of extending life.

The "Shennong Bencao Jing" records that alchemy is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. High-quality elixirs can make people become immortals. The elixirs given to emperors and others are usually the best external elixirs.

But Zhu Cilang is a veteran. He knows that taking pills will not only not become an immortal, but will also die early.

The main ingredients in the alchemy recipe are cinnabar, Zeng Qing, realgar, alum, Cishi, and cinnabar are cinnabar, mercury compounds, which are very toxic!

"Where is the immortal elixir?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

Wu Zhong understood and asked the eunuch to summon him.

The one who presented the elixir was an old Taoist who was sixty years old. He was elegant in his behavior and indeed had a bit of a Taoist bone fairy style.

The old Taoist was recommended by Yang Shicong. As soon as he entered the hall, he was bowed to him and secretly looked at the emperor on the couch.

I saw that the emperor was weak in physique and vague in consciousness. It took him a long time to speak: "Have you ever brought the elixir?"

The old Taoist quickly knelt down and presented a very simple brocade box, saying, "Bring it! Bring it!"

Wu Zhong took the inspection and asked, "Where is Dan from?"

The old Taoist replied: "This immortal pill was when I was young. When I was collecting herbs in Mount Emei, I met an immortal master who gave her. All the medicines used were collected from the fairyland of the Shenfu, which can cure all diseases!"

Seeing that everyone around him had doubts, the old Taoist took one randomly from the brocade box and took a pill to prove safety.

After observing for a while, Wu Zhong presented the elixir.

Actually, there is no need to try this. After all, this is recommended by Yang Shicong, the chief assistant of the cabinet, and in theory, there will be no problems, but the process still needs to be done. Wu Zhong is also very cautious.

Zhu Cixuan, who was lying on the couch, waved his hand, Wu Zhong understood and immediately turned around and said to the old Taoist, "You can go down."
Chapter completed!