Almost no one who could become an emperor was a fatuous and incompetent person.
Was Zhu Jianshen a fatuous ruler? Obviously not.
It was just that his love for the palace maid who had brought him up, the current Concubine Wan Zhen 'er, was too deep.
Zhu Jianshen felt like a mother to this concubine who was nearly 20 years older than him. He was also infatuated with her to the point of being almost twisted.
Therefore, he had turned a blind eye to Wan Zhen 'er's involvement in court politics in recent years, eliminating dissidents, forming cliques, and murdering many favored concubines in the harem.
To him, those favored concubines were at most toys with some feelings. If they were gone, he could find them again. To him, Wan Zhen 'er was his hard-earned love. Without her, he would feel that he had no value in existence at all.
Ever since he and Wan Zhen 'er's joint crystallization, the Eldest Prince who was supposed to be the future emperor, died, he had taken care of Wan Zhen' er in every possible way, afraid that she would remember the past.
But…
This time, she was so crazy that she attacked her only son.
Zhu Jianshen was angry, but he also felt a little sad and conflicted. One of them was his only heir and his closest relative.
The other was the woman he loved the most. For a moment, he fell silent. His expression was uncertain and his mood was extremely conflicted.
When Xiaozheng saw Zhu Jianshen's expression, he was naturally as quiet as a cicada in winter. He obediently knelt on the ground and did not make a sound.
At this moment, if he made a single move, he might be used as a punching bag by this Lord Wansui in front of him. The lightest punishment would be torture, and the heaviest punishment would be beheading at the Meridian Gate.
Observing one's expression was the basic quality of a eunuch.
"Ah!"
Just as the room was in a moment of silence, the imperial physician suddenly shouted, startling Xiaozheng.
If he didn't seek death, he wouldn't die. Why didn't this imperial physician understand?
Zhu Jianshen frowned and looked at the shocked imperial physician. He said in a deep voice,""What happened?"
The imperial physician saw that the Transformation Monarch was showing signs of anger and realized his rudeness. He knelt on the ground and apologized,""Emperor, this lowly official deserves to die. There is nothing I can do about the Crown Prince's illness.”
" What did you say?!"
Zhu Jianshen scowled and his voice suddenly raised an octave. His expression was ferocious, like a roaring dragon, and it was soul-stirring.
"If I can't cure the Crown Prince, what's the use of having trash like you! Men, drag him out and behead him!"
He angrily flung his sleeves and shouted, wanting to behead the imperial physician on the spot to vent his anger.
Several imperial guards filed in with an imposing manner. They held sabers and spears in their hands, and their killing intent boiled.
Frightened, the imperial physician shrunk his neck and hurriedly shouted,"Lord Wansui, please wait. Although I can't cure the Crown Prince, you are the Son of Heaven and the Crown Prince is protected by the heavens. The injuries and poison on his body have already started to recover.”
Zhu Jianshen's expression gradually improved after he flattered and explained the situation. He waved his hand and gestured for the imperial guards to leave.
He strode to the bed and saw Zhu Moxie's body covered in a layer of milky white fluorescent light. It was slowly fusing into his body and healing his wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wound that was originally as thick as a finger had shrunk in just a few breaths 'time.
"Hahaha, as expected of the crown prince of my Ming Dynasty. He carries the destiny. Even if he is in danger, auspicious signs will descend from the heavens.”
Zhu Jianshen finally felt relieved and laughed heartily.
The Emperor was the self-proclaimed Son of Heaven, the child of the heavens, and he believed in the destiny the most. Seeing such a strange scene, he began to calculate in his heart.
"Looks like Youji's son will definitely lead my Great Ming to the peak in the future, and even surpass Great Ancestor!”
"We can't let Zhen 'er harm him again!”
After a while, Zhu Jianshen looked at Zhu Moxie and saw that he had completely recovered, but he did not wake up. He frowned and asked the imperial physician,"Why hasn't my son woken up yet?"
The imperial physician was also in a dilemma. Logically speaking, the tiles could not damage the brain. The wound had healed, and the poison had been removed by that auspicious sign. It was time for him to wake up. He had not woken up after so long. Could it be that there were other changes?
She had just angered the emperor, so she couldn't commit the crime of deceiving the emperor now, so she said,"I…I'm not talented…I don't know…"
"Trash! Go and invite the famous killer doctor Ping Yi. If anything happens to my son, I will bury all of you!”
Zhu Jianshen shouted angrily, his dragon eyes burning with raging flames. He did not expect the court to be so chaotic. Even the imperial physicians who saved lives were so incompetent, let alone those high-ranking officials.
The imperial physician held his breath and said awkwardly," Your Majesty, please calm down. Although I know Ping Yi, Ping Yi is thousands of miles away from the capital. Moreover, this person has an eccentric temper. He might not treat the Crown Prince."”
"Hmph, the entire world is the land of the king, and the shores of the land are the subjects of the king! If he dares to disobey, then pass on my orders to mobilize the soldiers and horses. Even if you force them, they have to be brought back!”
The imperial physician's face lit up. By saying this, it was equivalent to giving an ultimatum. Not to mention Xiao Pingyi, even the Sun Moon Sect's Ren Woxing wouldn't dare to fall out with the imperial court.
In the past, Ping Yi had relied on his superb medical skills to humiliate everyone in the medical circle. This time, with the emperor's order, he would probably be able to hold his head high.
Just as the imperial physician was about to kneel and thank him for receiving the order, there was movement on the bed.
"No need."
Zhu Moxie stood up calmly. He had actually woken up a long time ago, but he had left in a fit of pique with Tian Yi. He didn't know how to leave his space of consciousness and had wasted a lot of time. In the end, Tian Yi had sent him out, but he had heard the situation outside clearly.
Touching the cold object in his pocket, Zhu Moxie's lips curled into a smile. Although Tian Yi was a proud girl, her heart was not bad.
At the very least, she was worried that Zhu Moxie was still too young and would get into another accident. When she sent him out, she even gave him a pistol.
"Son, are you feeling unwell? You're hungry. Do you want to eat something?”
Seeing that Zhu Moxie had woken up, Zhu Jianshen's anger was instantly extinguished. He hurriedly came forward and asked with concern.
The great emperor of Ming was now like an ordinary parent, warm and cold.
This unpretentious scene made Zhu Moxie, this orphan, somewhat moved.
Poor parents, regardless of whether they were rich or poor, their feelings for their children were always the most genuine.
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