Next, Lao Wu's face changed in various colors, sometimes pale, sometimes sallow, sometimes blue and white, sometimes hot flashes and red, in short, he didn't look very healthy.
When the court discusses matters, he often consults the prince's opinion, and some things are left to the prince to decide.
The day when the court was closed a year ago was the last court meeting this year.
When King Yin Qi of Jingzhao Mansion was talking about the celebrations between the government and the people during the Chinese New Year, he heard the sound of snoring.
All the officials were furious. In such a solemn court, someone is sleeping? It just doesn't make sense.
Everyone calmed down, trying to find the bastard who dared to sleep in the court hall, but when they found it, everyone's eyes were focused on the nine-five dragon chair.
The emperor's head was tilted slightly, his eyes were closed, and his body was in a relaxed and comfortable state. The snoring sound came from him.
The emperor is asleep? The emperor actually fell asleep in the hall
Eunuch Mu Ru hurriedly came out and hissed, "The emperor was unwell last night. He coughed until three o'clock and couldn't fall asleep. I'm afraid he's sleepy now, so everyone should retreat first."
Everyone's heart sank, why is the emperor's situation getting more and more serious? It was a cough at first, and it is still coughing now, and her complexion has not been very good recently. The queen's medical skills are so good, so the treatment didn't work
After retiring from the court, all the veterans surrounded the prince to ask for details.
The prince told calmly that his father had been too hardworking to manage the court these years, and he had been injured on expeditions in the early years, so he had old troubles. Thanks to his mother's treatment these years, he was able to suppress them.
But after all, it is no longer the same as when I was younger. A little ailment or pain in the body will trigger old troubles and come on fiercely.
After hearing this, the ministers remembered that the emperor had been working hard since the time of King Chu, and had hardly heard him say that he was sick in these years, so they subconsciously believed that their emperor was made of iron and would not be sick.
But how can people not be sick? What's more, there are already old problems in the body.
During the years of the emperor's reign, Beitang has changed a lot, and this is all due to him. Fortunately, the prince's steady succession is his father's style, so the veterans are very relieved to see it.
In fact, Lao Wu is also very uncomfortable these days.
He was used to the morning court, and then discussing matters in the imperial study, and sometimes listening to those courtiers talk, yelling at them, it was quite relaxing.
In fact, for him now, the difficulty lies in saying goodbye to his previous life, just like a person who is about to leave his job and always feels reluctant to give up.
However, as long as he thought of Lao Yuan leaving there and staying with him in Beitang, her reluctance was hidden, and he felt relieved.
In the evening, the couple will be used to sitting down and talking, discussing what happened every day or what is on their minds.
Lao Wu also said this truthfully.
Old Yuan leaned on his shoulder and said: "You can't think like this. I stayed in Beitang not just because of you. At first it was helpless, and later it was because my family was here. With you, my children, and me My friend, so this is incomparable, the only thing you need to consider when making this decision is the future development of Beitang, not me."
"I'm optimistic about big bags." Yu Wenhao said.
"That's fine. You don't have to think about anything else. You will always give it to him. It's a matter of later or earlier, unless you have a plan in mind to marry another and have a son..."
"Shut up quickly." Lao Wu glared at her, "Is this something you can say casually? I have never thought of this before, why do you remind me that I can do this? If I am really tempted, then make a Sangong Those from the Sixth Hospital, aren’t you busy with me to death?”
As soon as the words came out, Lao Yuan didn't say anything, but Eunuch Mu Ru burst out laughing first, with an extremely contemptuous smile, and couldn't help but say, "If the emperor really has such an idea, this old slave will support it. When will the selection of concubines start? The old slave is in good health and can help with the preparations. After choosing a concubine, the old slave can still have a good meal."
Yu Wenhao picked up a red date and threw it over, "An old toothless thing, still want to eat? Go and drink your porridge. See, you only have two front teeth left. Your front teeth are very stubborn. Later, I dug out both of your front teeth."
Speaking of it, if you have bad teeth, you will have a bad stomach. It's time for old Mu Ru to do a dental project. It's quite convenient to get a pair of dentures now.
Eunuch Mu Ru smiled proudly, "It doesn't matter how many teeth this old slave has, but at this age, how many old people envy you? Don't change the subject, when is the emperor planning to choose a harem? There must be no delay."
"You are really... I was just joking." He suddenly jumped up with an oops, rubbed his waist, and looked at Yuan Qingling sadly, "Humor, do you understand humor?"
Yuan Qingling waved with a smile, "Come here, let me humor you again."
"It's not humorous anymore. Actually, I don't know much about humor." Lao Wu turned and ran away, but was caught up after a while, twisting his ears and pulling him back.
Eunuch Mu Ru laughed very happily, and retreated out. It was a long time since the emperor and empress were fighting like young people.
Always loving and loving, it's very tiring to watch.