In Kun'an Palace, Shi Fangzhen was lying on the dragon bed with a pale complexion. Queen Wang sat beside the bed and held the emperor's hand, tears streaming down. Liu Weiguo and a large group of palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, and did not dare to come out. Outside the hall, the little palace maid came in with the boiled medicine juice. Queen Wang brought the medicine bowl, stirred it gently with a silver spoon, and carefully blew it cool.

Liu Weiguo quickly stood up and sat up with Shi Fangzhen. Shi Fangzhen frowned and took the medicine bowl, and poured it down in one breath. Seeing Queen Wang wiping tears beside her, she frowned and comforted: "I am not seriously injured. The imperial doctor also said that it was just a phlegm and fire that surged up, and it would be fine if I rest for two days."

"Long live, you can't take it lightly. Liu Weiguo has told me that Long live, the condition is very serious this time. If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable. Long live, if you have a good life, I will not be able to survive. Wei'er is still young and I don't understand many things. Wouldn't the Jiangshan Society passed down by our ancestors be in chaos?" Queen Wang became more and more sad as she spoke, and tears fell in a bunch of tears.

If someone else said this, the crime of great rebellion, wouldn’t it be a curse of the emperor’s death? Is it said that the prince is incompetent? However, Empress Wang and the emperor have been with each other for many years and the couple have a good relationship. Shi Fangzhen could naturally hear his wife’s concern for him. This kind of concern is not as exaggerated, considerate, and even a little harsh as other concubines, but it is the most sincere, without any distractions.

"Okay, okay, I know." Shi Fangzhen said helplessly: "You have been nagging for most of the time. You don't think you are tired of me and want to be quiet for a while. I will follow you and rest for a while and ask Wei'er to temporarily handle government affairs. I have something to remind him. Didn't you ask Wei'er to call him? Why haven't you come yet?"

Queen Wang carefully held Shi Fangzhen and lay down, explaining: "Last time Anshou brought Lin'er into the palace, Chongwei said that there was a beautiful waterfall in Yanshan. When Lin'er heard that he was going to go, Chongwei said that it would rain one day and the waterfall would be even more spectacular. Today it was raining heavily, Chongwei invited Anshou's family to visit the waterfall in Yanshan and enjoy the lotus."

"He is full of leisure and leisure ambitions, traveling all day long, and doesn't know how to share my worries." Shi Fangzhen muttered dissatisfiedly, saying, "Lin'er is eight years old. Don't spoil him to play all day long. You have to ask An Shou to bring a message to An Shou. Next time I enter the palace, I will take Yunlin to see if he has made progress. Since I was born, An Shou has devoted most of his energy to his younger son. He is busy with state affairs, so she has put more thoughts on Lin'er's studies."

?Son, Wei Yun, Wei Cheng and Princess Anshou are four years old this year. They are born four years later than their brother, and the reward is much worse. Wei Yunlin was named Fu Kangbo when he was born. Wei Yunlin only symbolically gave a sixth-rank prime minister (empty title), which made Princess Anshou very dissatisfied. She complained several times about the emperor and the queen, believing that the two sons were too far apart and at least he had to give his younger son a viscount.

Shi Fangzhen severely denounced her ignorance. What are the dissatisfactions about a newly born baby being named the sixth rank? There are countless scholars in the world. Only 200 or 300 people who can pass the imperial examination every three years. Most of these people start from the eighth rank official. According to the system, it takes at least 20 years to become a courtier. Many people will not be a sixth rank official in their lifetime. Princess Anshou, who was trained, was aggrieved and did not enter the palace for two consecutive months. Finally, Shi Fangzhen finally bowed to her daughter under the continuous blowing of the wind beside the pillow of Queen Wang, and added Wei Yun to the title of the court.

In the evening, Shi Chongwei hurried to Kun'an Palace. When he saw his father lying on the bed, he was shocked and said in a terrifying manner: "Father, what's wrong with you? You're still fine in the morning. Why do you get sick if you say you're sick? Is it important? What does the imperial physician say?"

Seeing that his son was so scared that he changed his face and color, Shi Fangzhen was very concerned about his condition. His face was relieved but his face was sunk and scolded: "You are all people who are about to be fathers, why are you still so impatient? As the crown prince, you must have the calmness of not showing off your face. How can I feel at ease to hand over the country to you?"

Shi Chongwei sat by the bed, tears burst out, and asked, "Father, why don't you feel uncomfortable? Why don't the imperial doctor serve outside the hall?"

Seeing that his son was worried about his husband's condition, Queen Wang said, "After seeing this, the imperial physician said that your father was angry and attacking the heart, phlegm and fire surged, causing dizziness, and needed to rest for a while. Wei'er, you are the prince, you have to share your worries for your father. During this period, you have to handle the government affairs for your father, and don't let the court affect your father's rest."

Liu Weiguo sat up with Shi Fangzhen and placed his pillow on his back. Shi Fangzhen leaned comfortably on it. Shi Chongwei asked Queen Wang about Shi Fangzhen's condition. He learned that he could recover after resting for a while. He breathed a sigh of relief and put his palms together and said, "Thank God, the Bodhisattva bless you."

Shi Fangzhen said, "This time the regent is different from the regent four years ago. When the regent was the regent, Chen Xiang and others handled the government affairs. They just told you the result of the handling. This time, you were regent, Confucius and others cooperated with you. You must take charge of government affairs yourself, but you gave it to the lieutenant to send me the summary of the government affairs handled every day."

Queen Wang smiled and said, "Long live, you need to rest and rest. You should also look at the memorials. Wei'er, you can handle small matters with Kong Xiang and others as appropriate, and report them to your father before the big matters, otherwise your father will definitely not be able to recover from the disease."

"Father, the lotus flowers in Yanshan are blooming, and the fragrance of lotus on ten miles is so beautiful. Moreover, it is much cooler than in the palace. It is better to go to Yanshan to rest in peace. The imperial city is only twenty miles away from Yanshan. If you have anything, you can arrive in just a quarter of an hour. I wonder what my father wants?" Shi Chongwei suggested.

Queen Wang was very moved and looked at Shi Fangzhen and said, "Long live, I have never been to Yanshan Villa since you ascended the throne. I always heard that Yanshan Villa is beautiful. Why not just follow Wei'er, and I took me to Yanshan Villa to escape the summer heat and enjoy a few days of blessing. It would be a waste if I don't need to be vacant."

There are 18 manors in Yanshan. Five years ago, Shi Fangzhen asked Yu Zhijie to sell it for silver, but in the end, the five manors were exchanged for 13.2 million taels of silver, and one was given to the prince, leaving twelve manors. These manors were managed by palace maids and eunuchs all year round, which was indeed a waste of leisure as the queen said. Seeing that the emperor was silent, Queen Wang knew that he was already moved, so she glanced at her son with encouragement, stood up and went out of the hall to arrange for rest in Yanshan, and left the space for the emperor and the prince.

Shi Fangzhen glanced at his son. There were already thin hairs on Shi Chongwei's lips, and his energetic face was very vibrant. He softened his heart and said with a gentle tone: "Wei'er, you have grown up and can't be as playful as before. I am older and my health is not as good as before. You are the prince. My country will be handed over to you in the future. Your responsibilities are heavier than Jie'er and Ren'er, so I have stricter requirements for you."

"As the crown prince, in addition to being virtuous, intelligent and studious, and both civil and military, he also needs to be broad-minded and treat people..." Empress Wang stood at the door of the hall, listening to her husband's whispers to teach her son, and her face smiled.

In the palace of Chuan, Shi Chongjie stood in front of the door and watched the carriage of Grandpa Xuanwuhou Huang Yongsheng disappear in the rain. The lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt woke him from his meditation. The news brought by Grandpa was no less than that of Thunderbolt. The father and emperor needed to rest. The regent of the prince was a heavy blow to him who was not yet rich. If he was the prince, he would definitely seize this opportunity to suppress the ministers around him.

Walking slowly through the corridor, the rain was swept into the corridor by the strong wind from time to time, sprinkling on the white shirt, the flowers and plants in the pavilion were tilted by the heavy rain, and the bamboo forest and the trees were swaying in the wind and rain. Shi Chongjie stood in a caisson, looking at the flowers and trees swaying in the wind, and his face was filled with a self-deprecating smile. When this storm came, I don’t know how many people would become swaying flowers and plants.

Looking at the storm of the yard, Shi Chongjie was thinking about the power in his hands. The Huang family has always been at the forefront of the top ten families. Except for the eldest grandfather, Huang Yongsheng, the second grandfather and his own grandfather Huang Yonghe (third brother) were just idle officials. They have always been suppressed by the eldest grandfather, but they only received a salary and could not help. The eldest uncle Huang Jiye was the right chief of the political affairs hall of the third rank, and the censor Huang Ping was the adopted son of the eldest grandfather. He was prosperous with the Huang family. His uncle Huang Jiwei (ranked fourth) was the Shaoqing of the Sinong Temple. He had shallow foundation and could not help much. As for other Huang family children, they could not go to the table and could only help secretly.

There was a mother and a master in the palace, especially the deputy governor of the secret guard. Half of the money he used to win over the hearts of the people came from the master. If the master had not made any suggestions and efforts, he would have no confidence to fight with the prince. The right prime minister Ma Sui was really his king, and as long as he did not disobey his father, he would have been biased towards him. In recent years, he had the reputation of a wise king, and many ministers had approached him, and for whatever purpose he had gathered a force; there was also a Shilin, who was much better in the Shilin than the prince who liked to play...

Huang Xi appeared silently in the caisson, looking at the sixteen-year-old boy frowned and thought hard with pain. Shi Chongjie was a vain in his heart. The warmth that the little prince who followed him at the age of six brought to others was the hope that inspired him to work hard.

Two wishes for the rest of his life, one wishes that family enemies will be repaid, and the other wishes that Jie'er can become the emperor and create a prosperous era. As for not asking for rewards, he is willing to be a knife hidden in the dark and remove obstacles on his way forward. The rain dripped from Shi Chongjie's long collar, Huang Xi felt sorry for him. If he wanted to ascend to the throne, he would not have the heart to let the 16-year-old boy face it. If he hadn't been carrying blood hatred and vowed to get rid of Jiang Anyi, he would rather advise Jie'er to be a lucky prince, have a peaceful life and enjoy wealth and glory.

With a clear cough, Huang Xi called out softly: "Prince."

Shi Chongjie turned his head, smiled on his face, and said, "The master is here, but do you know that his father is sick?"
Chapter completed!