Man Bao was taken aback by the emperor's expression, and quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Wei is in poor health."
Wei Zhi put down his sleeves, tidied up slightly and saluted, "Your Majesty, I'm fine. It's messed up if Lord Zhou cares about it."
Man Bao frowned slightly, raised her head and was about to speak, when she caught a glimpse of Master Wei's warning gaze, she paused slightly, her heart shuddered, and she paused for a moment.
Just got today's new papers, Bai Shan, who was sorting in the side hall, heard that something was wrong, so he picked up the two more important papers that had just returned and looked for them, just in time to see the emperor running out barefoot.
He also saw Wei Zhi's gaze. After a pause, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this is an urgent message from Yingzhou. Territory boundaries, harassing the local people."
The emperor's ugly face eased a little, he sat on the dragon chair, and said with a calm face: "Show me the booklet."
Bai Shan presented the folder in his hand.
Gu Zhong hurriedly took out the shoes and clothes from the back, squatted down and put on the shoes for the emperor, and then he put on one. When he was about to put on the other, the emperor was so angry that he threw the bag out and kicked it to the ground. Half of the shoes were kicked off, and he said angrily, "What clothes are you wearing in the heat? Get off—"
Gu Zhong knelt on the ground, didn't dare to say a word, hugged his clothes and bowed back.
The emperor sat on the dragon chair with a black face, no coat, and only one pair of shoes, but this time the very well-mannered Li Shangshu didn't say anything, even Wei Zhi, who was always self-denying and respectful, should not see the disheveled The emperor sat back in his seat.
Man Bao saw the folder that fell to his feet, and saw that Gu Zhong was sweating profusely and wanted to come forward to pick it up, so he bent down to pick up the folder, and handed it to Bai Shan seemingly casually.
Bai Shan: ...
He looked up at Man Bao, and Man Bao gave him a wink.
Bai Shan reached out to take it, raised his eyebrows at her, you owe me a favor.
Man Bao lowered his eyes slightly, go, go, I will pay you back another day.
Bai Shan then took the booklet up, handed it back to the emperor, bowed slightly and said: "Your Majesty, the Inspector of Yingzhou has requested to send troops to Goguryeo. This matter is so important that the Ministry of War will directly submit it to you. Do you think the Ministry of Recruitment needs to come to discuss the matter?"
Zhao Guogong took turns guarding the capital, and only one servant from the Ministry of War followed.
The emperor turned over the notebook with a face as heavy as water, and said in a deep voice, "Let's declare."
"Yes." Bai Shan immediately bowed and retreated, even pulling Zhou Man when he passed by.
Man Bao could only salute to the top, and left with the medicine box.
As soon as she left, although the atmosphere was still a little stagnant, it was not as tense as before. Gu Zhong lowered his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
After a while, the right servant of the Ministry of War came in with Bai Shan, and everyone discussed this paperwork, and the atmosphere relaxed. Except that the emperor was still barefoot and looked a bit sloppy in his underwear, this court meeting was different from the previous court meetings. too much difference.
The poor right servant of the Ministry of War joined in midway and didn't know what happened, but he knew the emperor had lost his temper when he saw the emperor like this, so he dared not say a single unnecessary word.
The emperor felt that he couldn't answer any questions, so he was very angry, so he stood up with one bare foot, pointed at him and yelled at him.
Yes, he can't scold the ministers of the court without reason, but he can scold them for a reason. Who is afraid of whom
The right servant of the Ministry of War wiped his face, almost couldn't bear his temper and resigned, but he couldn't help it after thinking about it, forget it, the emperor has a big temper today, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as him.
Wei Zhi sighed when he saw this, and had to interrupt the emperor's words to speak for the Ministry of War.
The current capable courtiers will not be too short-tempered, and if the scolding continues, the emperor may really have to find another right servant of the Ministry of War.
Everyone is not short of the salary of the royal family, and they are not poor. They are greedy for that little reputation, so they really put aside fame and fortune, and their work is not going well. Everyone just submit a letter to resign and become an official. How difficult is it
There are many people who are as reluctant to resign as Wei Zhi, but there are also people who are more free-spirited like Duke Yu. Unfortunately, the current servant right is a bit free-spirited, and he can sneak away to grab a jar of good wine Those who leave the Yamen early.
Man Bao left the Hall of Longevity, thought for a while with the medicine box in his hand, then turned and went to the office room of the Imperial Hospital below.
Pushing open the door, Imperial Physician Zheng was dispensing medicine for people. When he saw her coming, he got up and saluted: "Emperor Zhou, you are finally here. Many noble people suffered from heat yesterday, and they were greedy for cold last night, so many people fell ill. .”
Man Bao asked, "Is it serious?"
"It's not serious, but some medicine needs to be dispensed. We have limited manpower. Please help."
Man Bao nodded, put down the medicine box, went in with Doctor Zheng to grab the medicine with the pulse case he wrote down, and asked, "When was the last time Your Majesty asked for pulse? Is Xiao Yuan also going there?"
Imperial Physician Zheng thought for a while and said, "It was Imperial Physician Liu who went there, five days ago, no, it seems seven days ago."
"Isn't Your Majesty asking for pulse every three days?"
Imperial Physician Zheng said: "If His Majesty is not happy, what can I do?"
He said: "Your Majesty has been very irritable recently. Xiao Yuan is saying that it is hot, and the capital is indeed suffering from drought. I heard that there is a lot of rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and several rivers have been washed away. The government is not going well. Your Majesty has a bit of a temper. Xiao Yuanzheng and Imperial Physician Liu have ordered the Imperial Dining Room to cook summer sour soup for His Majesty."
Man Bao curled his lips and said, "That soup doesn't taste good at all, it's not as good as sour plum soup. If it were me, I'd rather not drink it."
Speaking of this, she paused slightly, the emperor wouldn't stop drinking because of this, right
Imperial Physician Zheng asked, "Did you come down from the Longevity Palace just now? What happened to Your Majesty?"
"Heatstroke," Man Bao said sullenly, "but the most serious problem is Master Wei."
She asked: "Is there no one to ask for Master Wei's Ping'an pulse?"
Imperial physician Zheng said: "It depends on the situation. Generally speaking, our imperial hospital invites adults like Mr. Wei once a month, but sometimes we are too busy, sometimes they are too busy, and they are not in pain, so don't call. Naturally, we won't bother with it, but we usually ask for a pulse every six months."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Master Wei last asked for his pulse, it seems like years ago."
Man Bao asked: "Who invited?"
"Me." Imperial Physician Zheng looked at her, "What's the matter, what's wrong with Master Wei?"
Man Bao sighed, "Master Wei's health is not good."
Doctor Zheng was taken aback.
Man Bao and Imperial Physician Zheng took good care of the medicines that the nobles needed. In fact, the cold evil is still on the outside, so it is not difficult to cure.
After thinking for a while, Man Bao said: "Admonish the people who come to receive the medicine to pay attention to their diet. They should eat lightly for the past two days, and the palace should be cool. After taking the medicine, the heat in the body will dissipate within two days."
Physician Zheng responded.
Man Bao pondered to prepare the medicinal moxibustion that the emperor would use, while Imperial Physician Zheng sat aside in a daze, "I took the pulse a few years ago. Although Mr. Wei was a little overworked, it's not too bad, right?"
Man Bao said: "It may be nothing at that time, but overworked for a long time, it will get worse at a certain point. This year is not going well. Since the beginning of spring, various things have been going on, and the mind is exhausted."
Imperial Physician Zheng was distressed, "Your Majesty will call me to wait later? Mr. Zhou, do you have a cure?"
Man Bao nodded and said, "Yes."
Doctor Zheng's eyes lit up, and Man Bao said, "Master Wei put aside his political affairs and start to recuperate from now on. After two or three years of recuperation, there is a possibility of recovery."