Chapter 921 Let Me Treat His Illness?

Fengxincheng didn't follow convention by building a temporary palace for the Emperor of Great Yan.

In the Prince's words,

the place to entertain true brothers is home; building a palace would be too formal.

The Emperor had long grown accustomed to the Prince's stinginess. Back when he had entrusted all his assets to the Ministry of Revenue and was living a hard life under his father's nose, barely able to make ends meet, he had written to the Prince, who had then sent him two carts of cornmeal.

Now, whenever the Emperor smelled anything corn-related, his stomach would clench as if being scraped by a rasp.

However, while the Prince of Pingxi's mansion wasn't as luxurious as the imperial palace, it had a unique style.

In terms of tranquility and elegance, it surpassed even the imperial gardens outside the capital.

"That Zheng fellow certainly knows how to enjoy life,"

the Emperor said, sitting by a stone table and watching the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard. His mood lightened.

The Empress had changed into more casual clothes prepared for her by Si Niang. They were dignified yet stylish. Perhaps, only in this mansion could the imperial family of Great Yan experience the feeling of ordinary people visiting relatives.

"I quite like it here. It's quiet and peaceful."

He Sisi disliked ostentation. Unlike ordinary people who overcompensated after suddenly becoming rich, she quickly settled down and still preferred the simple life.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have busied herself with a vegetable garden in the palace.

Of course, this might also be related to the He family's traditions. From top to bottom, the He family were all honest people.

Wei Gonggong, standing beside her, said, "Your Majesty, after we return to the capital, we can have the Ministry of Works build a similar garden in the palace."

Unlike the late Emperor's absolute self-restraint,

the current Emperor wasn't one to be harsh on himself.

In the Emperor's words, it was meaningless for the Emperor to live a hard life, except to satisfy his own vanity of being a "diligent and thrifty good Emperor." What did it have to do with whether the people could eat their fill and stay warm?

Therefore, Wei Gonggong dared to make this suggestion. Under the late Emperor, suggesting building a garden would have been tantamount to courting death.

But the Emperor shook his head and smiled,

"It's different. Gardens are mainly about the state of mind. Even if the imperial palace were to transform into a hundred different styles, it would still be the imperial palace.

It's because that Zheng fellow lives such a carefree life here that he can create this kind of refined atmosphere."

The Prince of Pingxi's mansion was large, but it was still much more compact than the usual grandiose palaces.

Therefore, apart from Si Niang's office here, the various departments under the Prince's command didn't have offices in the mansion.

The home truly had the feeling of a home, serene, peaceful, and harmonious.

"Are you settling in well?"

Zheng Fan asked as he walked in.

"What do you think? Compared to your place, my former Prince's mansion and the current imperial palace instantly pale in comparison."

"Haha."

The Prince was very pleased with this assessment.

The Empress stood beside him, hesitant to speak.

Zheng Fan understood and said, "The Crown Prince is continuing his lessons for today. He'll be finished soon."

Hearing this, the Empress smiled.

"Where are your children? Let me see them," the Emperor urged. "I've already prepared gifts for them."

"I was afraid you'd be tired and wanted you to rest. Since you insist, I'll have them brought over."

Zheng Fan waved his hand behind him, and Xiao Yibo walked over.

But the Emperor stood up, waved his hand, and said, "The children are still young. Let's go see them ourselves."

"Alright."

The Prince accompanied the Emperor and Empress to the courtyard where Xiong Liqing was.

With the Emperor residing in the Prince's mansion, the Prince's family members naturally knew that they would definitely meet the Emperor, and probably have dinner together. Although the Prince's family members couldn't be said to have much reverence for the imperial family, they wouldn't be impolite.

Therefore, Xiong Liqing had also dressed up specially today. She had originally prepared to wear lavish attire, but after the servants in the mansion reported that the Empress had changed into the clothes Si Niang had sent, Xiong Liqing chose a Chu-style noblewoman's dress.

If others wore casual clothes while you wore formal attire, you would implicitly diminish your own status too much.

Being half a step lower was acceptable, since they were guests, but her own man and the Emperor were equals. How could she, as a woman, appear overly cautious?

"Greetings, Your Majesty, long live the Emperor."

Xiong Liqing curtsied.

However, the maids and nannies behind her all knelt down to perform the grand salute.

The Empress hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiong Liqing up.

"You're becoming more and more beautiful, Sister."

"You're also becoming more and more radiant, Elder Sister."

Xiong Liqing had met He Sisi back when she entered Yanjing and was granted a title by the late Emperor.

After all, in the Yanjing City at that time, the only place that truly counted as her husband's family was the Sixth Prince's residence.

The group wasn't overly distant and entered the inner room together.

Da Niu was born earlier than Zheng Lin. The zhua ji (first birthday celebration) was held before the new year, and the Emperor left the capital after the new year, taking his time to travel and sightsee, which delayed him for quite a few days.

For children, they changed almost every month.

At this moment, Da Niu had already begun to grasp the railings of the crib with her little hands and look around.

Sure enough,

when the Emperor and Empress walked in,

Da Niu,

smiled.

In an instant, the Empress was completely melted by the girl's smile and almost lunged forward to take Da Niu into her arms.

"Giggle, giggle..."

Da Niu was still smiling.

The Empress held her for a while before smiling and saying,

"This girl is just too lovable."

As she said this, the Empress looked at the Emperor.

The meaning was very clear.

What bad intentions could the Empress have?

She really thought Da Niu was very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

As a mother of two sons,

she naturally wanted to take in such a delicate, porcelain-like girl as her daughter-in-law.

The Emperor also liked Da Niu very much.

In his previous letters, that Zheng fellow had praised his daughter as if she were a celestial being descending to earth. The Emperor could originally understand this. After all, beauty was in the eye of the beholder, and fathers were similar when it came to their daughters. He himself was very fond of the princess born to the Noble Consort.

But after seeing her in person, the Emperor realized that the Zheng fellow had truly given birth to a masterpiece!

In this era, "masterpiece" was still purely a complimentary term.

When praising children, people would usually say that the child had spirituality. This daughter of the Zheng fellow's almost seemed to be overflowing with it.

The Emperor was well-informed,

and immediately looked at Zheng Fan,

asking,

"A spirit child?"

"Mm."

The Prince nodded slightly, restrained and nonchalant.

The Emperor took a deep breath.

At this moment, Wei Gonggong, who was serving behind him, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this servant sensed the aura of a Fire Phoenix from the little princess. It's very strong."

"Hahahaha."

The Emperor laughed loudly, patting Zheng Fan's shoulder,

"Wouldn't that Xiong family of Chu be furious!"

As an emperor, his concept of "family" was different from ordinary people. This girl was a Fire Phoenix spirit child, originally the pride of the Xiong family, but now she was in Yan, an Yan person!

"Zheng Fan, this isn't right of you. Why didn't you tell me in your letter?"

"Is this anything of great importance that needs to be specially mentioned?"

"........" The Emperor.

He had been tricked, tricked into giving this fellow a platform.

The Empress was still hugging and teasing Da Niu, and Da Niu was being very cooperative, interacting well.

Wei Gonggong beside him had also noticed that there was a sword placed in the corner of the crib. Wei Zhonghe recognized this sword.

It seemed that the Sword Saint's disciple was the Prince of Pingxi's eldest princess.

Logically speaking, this matter couldn't be hidden from the world. After all, the commotion caused by the Sword Saint that day was quite large, and many civil and military officials had witnessed it with their own eyes. But first, Fengxincheng was considered a forbidden area by the Secret Spy Division, and the Secret Spy Division's influence here had been compressed into a small office. Second, after the Emperor's eastern tour out of the capital, the channels of information had also been compressed. While reading memorials every day, it was naturally difficult to be comprehensive on other detailed information.

The Empress was still winking at the Emperor, but the Emperor remained unmoved and continued to tease Da Niu.

At this moment, Xiao Yibo came in to report that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had finished his lessons.

About to see his son, the Empress's attention was finally diverted.

"Then I won't disturb your family reunion. I'll come call you when it's time to eat," Zheng Fan said.

"Alright." The Emperor nodded.

Immediately afterward,

the Emperor and Empress left Xiong Liqing's courtyard and went to their residence, with Wei Gonggong following behind.

The Empress said, "Your Majesty, Da Niu is so good. You..."

Wei Gonggong immediately stretched out his hands and set up a small barrier to prevent eavesdropping.

The Emperor noticed this detail but waved his hand.

Wei Zhonghe removed the barrier.

Since they were staying at someone else's home, there was no need to speak behind their back; otherwise, it would seem petty.

The Empress, however, didn't notice this detail at all.

"Da Niu is beautiful, but Empress, she's Zheng Fan's daughter," the Emperor advised.

"So what if she's the Prince of Pingxi's daughter? Isn't she a perfect match for our imperial family?"

The Prince of Zhenbei's mansion had entered a decline and was no longer as powerful as it once was.

Currently, the Prince of Pingxi's mansion was the undisputed number one feudal domain of Great Yan.

According to tradition, a marriage alliance with the imperial family would indeed be most suitable.

But the Emperor pointed to himself and asked,

"What about the Min family?"

Hearing this, the Empress's body trembled. She was somewhat fearful that the Emperor would not hesitate to point out the scars in her heart to persuade her.

But the Emperor nonchalantly grabbed the Empress's hand and patted it gently:

"That Zheng fellow isn't my maternal grandfather. Although my maternal grandfather was once all-powerful, he ultimately couldn't outsmart my father. But Zheng and I, we aren't playing games now, but if we really were to play, it's hard to say whether I could beat him.

Of course, that's not the main point.

Just like back then,

the Prince of Zhenbei once drank with Father and talked about the marriage between my second brother and the princess.

Father said very freely that even if the princess were to wear the pants in the family in the future, it would be because the princess was capable. He didn't care.

But what happened afterward?

You also think this mansion is very comfortable to live in. That's because it's what that Zheng fellow has built himself.

He would never watch his daughter jump into this dye vat of the imperial family.

Furthermore..."

The Emperor reached out and poked his own forehead,

"That Zheng fellow is different from ordinary people here. He doesn't believe in the so-called parents' orders and matchmakers' words. I remember this guy saying when he was drunk that his children would have… have what was it… 'free love.'

If our son is really capable, he can go after her himself when he's older, even if it means losing face. Why should the two of us have a headache here? Anyway, if an imperial marriage alliance can't be formed, how could marriages with other families possibly be arranged?

There's plenty of time.

Don't worry, when our son gets older, I'll teach him the methods his father used to pursue his mother."

The Empress glared at the Emperor.

If she hadn't desperately stopped them back then, her father and brother would probably have chopped this rogue to death with their butcher knives long ago.

If their own son dared to imitate him with Da Niu, even if he was the Crown Prince, the Prince of Pingxi would probably have already raised his Wuyai and come to chop him.

The Emperor and Empress returned to their courtyard.

The Empress blinked,

and said,

"My son has actually grown so sturdy?"

"This…" The Emperor.

At this moment,

Tian Tian, who was standing inside, turned around, knelt down, and kowtowed,

"Tian Tian greets His Majesty the Emperor, greets Her Majesty the Empress."

The Emperor and Empress's faces flushed slightly for a moment.

Oh,

it wasn't their own son.

"Father, Mother!"

At this moment, Crown Prince Ji Chuanye, holding a painting, ran over; he had gone to get his homework.

After putting things down,

Ji Chuanye knelt down:

"Your son greets Father, may Father live ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years!"

"Your son greets Mother, Mother..."

"My son!"

The Empress hugged the Crown Prince directly, and the mother and son both sat on the ground.

"Your son is right there, he can't fly away. Just speak normally."

The Emperor said a few words to his Empress, then walked toward Tian Tian, reaching out to help Tian Tian up.

This young man's appearance was proper, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. His physique was solid but didn't appear cumbersome. When he grew up, he would definitely be a handsome young man of Yan.

"Are you the Heir Apparent of the Prince of Jingnan?"

"Yes, Royal Brother."

"..." The Emperor.

Tian Wujing's elder sister was the legal mother of all the princes; he was also the maternal uncle of all the princes.

Therefore, Tian Wujing's son and Ji Lao Liu were of the same generation, considered cousins. It was only natural for Tian Tian to call the Emperor "Elder Brother."

But the problem was,

Tian Tian was also the Zheng fellow's adopted son.

However, this was just a small interlude.

Next, the Emperor and Empress sat together, examining the Crown Prince's homework, and the family spoke with each other.

One could only say that

the Prince of Pingxi's mansion was indeed a nurturing place.

The Emperor had always felt somewhat guilty. Back when he was vying for the throne, this son of his, the eldest grandson of the Ji family's generation, had also contributed.

In that environment at the time, if he hadn't ascended the throne, he would have had to wait for death.

Now, he was the Emperor, and he had the courage to make his brothers behave themselves.

But if he hadn't become the Emperor, those brothers might not have tolerated him.

Because his ability was too strong, and moreover, there was a Prince of Pingxi watching Jin Dong with fierce eyes.

However, in any case, it still weighed on his heart that he had let his son charge into battle.

This also made the Crown Prince, although intelligent since childhood, show obvious signs of being too smart for his own good.

After being released at the Prince of Pingxi's mansion for a year, his body was obviously much better, and his whole person exuded a cheerful aura.

Just for this,

the Emperor owed Zheng Fan a great debt of gratitude.

Son,

you must be well,

you must be healthy.

You are the foundation of Great Yan,

you are Great Yan's,

future.

The Emperor reached out and touched the Crown Prince's head.

The Crown Prince seemed a little unaccustomed to this kind of intimacy between father and son,

but after the image of Tian Tian's performance surfaced in his mind,

he also showed a simple and honest smile.

…

A Ming's figure appeared in the courtyard and called out to the Blind Man.

"Blind Man, the Master is looking for you."

"Oh."

The Blind Man nodded, indicating that he knew.

However, the Blind Man didn't walk toward the main courtyard but instead went in another direction, where the Emperor and his family were staying in the Prince's mansion.

"What are you doing?" A Ming asked.

"What can I do?" The Blind Man spread his hands. "Could it be that I'm going to assassinate the Emperor now? Do you think I would do something so tasteless?"

"That's hard to say. Sometimes, the way you are for rebellion gives people the feeling that you're already possessed."

"Why don't you look in the mirror? Do you know how unacceptable you look to outsiders when you drink human blood?"

"Hehe, the Master is looking for you."

"I know, and I also know what the Master is looking for me to do."

"Oh?"

"So, I'm going there."

"Is that so?"

The Blind Man's "Mind Chain" was grafted on, and A Ming didn't resist. The connection was established, and the two began to "talk" face-to-face in their minds.

"In the prophecy, when Tian Tian breaks through Yanjing City and storms into the palace, the one sitting on the dragon throne is the current Crown Prince.

There are two possibilities:

One possibility is that the Crown Prince rebelled early and forced his father to retire as the Supreme Emperor.

The second possibility is that this Emperor died young."

"I know why the Master wants you to go," A Ming said.

"The Master wants to persuade me to help the Emperor see a doctor."

"Yes, persuade you."

In fact, there were many demon kings who knew medical skills, but the Blind Man's advantage was unmatched by anyone.

For example,

other demon kings couldn't tell the difference between men and women in advance, but he could do it early on.

"Alright, I've been persuaded."

"Persuaded?"

"Yes."

"How could you be persuaded? No, how could you be so easily persuaded, without even saying anything?"

You must know that

your dream is to rebel.

"If the Emperor dies young, then our Master will inevitably have the title of Regent Prince, and even enter the capital to take charge of the overall situation is a matter of course.

Wherever the King's banner points,

it can be said to be invincible.

There will be people in the entire Great Yan who are willing to die for the Ji family, but most people will not be willing to fight to the death with our Master for a situation where the ruler is young and the country is unstable.

I've been meticulously planning for so long,

diligently farming for so long,

laying the groundwork,

setting the scene,

suppressing,

all for the sake of one day, on the Master's body, oh no, it could also be on our little baby's body, to overturn this table in a hearty manner.

Enjoying,

is that moment of extreme joy and satisfaction.

In the end,

it's this kind of step-by-step, natural, and smooth sailing,

this kind of rebellion…"

The Blind Man undid the "Mind Chain,"

and with a smile, he issued the last sigh:

"How boring would that be."