Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"My dear! My dear!"

"My four dear friends, how come you..."

Old Zhu rushed into the courtyard where Zhao Zheng was. Before entering the room, he thought of many ways to deal with Zhao Zheng.

After all, although he had not seen these four inspectors of the Zhao Mansion again for many years, he still had Mao Xiang and the virtuous Jinyiwei.

In addition, Erhu gave him some refresher lessons on the way here, explaining the various reactions shown by the four inspectors along the way.

Among them, of course, the emphasis is on describing the miserable conditions of Zhao Zheng's four puppets.

Miserable? How miserable can it be?

Lao Zhu feels that he has a lot of experience in this area.

But when he really entered the door, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose subconsciously.

Because the smell of herbs, the smell of a seriously ill body, and the smell of incense, all mixed together, is already extremely unpleasant!

Now it’s multiplied by four!

Fortunately, Lao Zhu had also suffered a lot, and the four puppets were all under Zhao Zheng's control and were looking at him excitedly. Lao Zhu's action only lasted for a moment, and then he retreated.

He covered it up as if he had just touched his nose.

"My four beloved ministers, I am sorry for the hardship you have suffered."

For many years, Lao Zhu had not comforted anyone. He had concealed the flaws in his actions, but he still stuttered with his words, and spoke in a dry voice, causing everyone in the room to look up for a moment, and then quickly retracted their words after realizing that their actions were offensive.

No matter what they think in their hearts, the people here should all be on the same wavelength.

After all, Zhao Zheng's four puppets were actually lying at the scene, and they became like this for the sake of the civilization of the Sun and Moon Dynasty's borders.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Ahem! I am fine, but my hands and feet are a little out of control."

In the case of the South Vietnamese patrol, Zhao Zheng took the initiative, smiled inwardly, and resolved the embarrassment.

Old Zhu has the "means" to understand him, and when has he ever lost his attention to Old Zhu?

Mr. Zhu only feels embarrassed towards the two people in his family.

"The imperial physician! The imperial physician!"

"You four have worked hard for our dynasty and suffered for Mu En. Don't worry, we will find a way to cure you!"

But the embarrassment was resolved as if it had never happened. This is a rare ability possessed by emperors of all dynasties.

"Your Majesty! Ahem! That's not necessary!"

"I know exactly how your health is, so there is no need to trouble the imperial physician."

"Your Majesty, we are returning to the capital this time for His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan..."

Fortunately, Zhao Zheng had long been accustomed to Lao Zhu's style. However, after this round of polite remarks, he chose to take the initiative and no longer waste time.

The king and his minister looked at each other, and there was a rare moment of silence in the room.

Old Zhu obviously didn't expect that after leaving the capital for so long, the four Zhao Mansion inspectors in front of him still had the Zhao Mansion style!

He wanted to look at the other three patrols and find out what was different.

But when he looked over, he saw that except for their faces, the expressions of the four people were almost identical. They all looked at him sincerely with their watery eyes, using the last few facial muscles they could control.

"My dear Lord, you have been so troubled by my thoughts that I really don't know what to do..."

But the tacit understanding is still there. Silence is a pause for Lao Zhu. As long as he doesn't want it to, it will not have any effect.

"Yingtian Prefecture has changed a lot over the years. My dear ministers, when you return to Beijing this time, in addition to recuperating, you can also take a good look."

However, Shui Lingling's sincere eyes did have some effect after all.

Old Zhu's tone softened noticeably, but his tone still didn't go in the direction Zhao Zheng wanted.

"Cough cough!"

puff!

So a stream of dark red blood with a fishy smell suddenly gushed out of Zhao Zheng's throat uncontrollably, followed by the special effect sound of blood in the throat drowning.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Ha! Your Majesty!"

"My dear!"

Even though Lao Zhu had experienced countless similar scenes, he was instantly panicked when he witnessed it with his own eyes.

All the schemes and disguises were completely removed at this moment.

Because these things are useless to the dead.

"The imperial physician! The imperial physician!"

Old Zhu quickly called for the emergency team he brought from the capital.

Although it was called a trip, whether it was requiring the capital to pack up the day's government files and send them over every day, or bringing a team of imperial physicians for emergency treatment, it showed that Zhu had never thought about truly relaxing.

Soon, a group of professional doctors entered the room and performed a professional rescue.

Unfortunately, they are professionals, but Zhao Zheng is more professional.

"How is our Zhao Aiqing?"

Old Zhu looked at the other three inspectors, all of whom were looking at the still unconscious South Vietnamese inspector, and hurriedly asked the imperial physician, hoping that he could say something good, otherwise what would happen if the other three inspectors came one after another due to their changing emotions?

And with four Zhao Mansion inspectors, there would be no problem and the news could be kept secret.

If something happened, unless all the sight along the way and all the people at the scene were eliminated, even if God came, the news could not be concealed.

This is Lao Zhu's inexplicable feeling, and also the experience accumulated over the years.

"Why are you shaking your head!"

But the imperial physician did not bring him good news, nor did he pay attention to his hints.

Old Zhu was completely panicked.

"Come here quickly, this Lord Zhao has fainted!"

"This Lord Zhao is also fainted!"

But he was not panicked enough. As Old Zhu finished speaking, the old doctor in front of him looked at him speechlessly. He just shook his head slightly and remained silent. It was enough that they understood each other. Why did Your Majesty yell at him directly?

Old Zhu soon realized this and could only rush to the last inspector of the Zhao Mansion who was still conscious, and watch nervously and frantically.

"Love, my dear!"

How can you be so angry? After so long, and with so many people, you still won’t change!

But he could only think these thoughts in his mind and dared not say them out loud.

"Ahem! Your Majesty, all of us in this clan are fine. It's just that the miasma has entered our internal organs, and we have a bad cough from time to time. We will be fine after a little rest."

"Your Majesty, I am sorry for your concern."

Zhao Zheng was controlling the last puppet that remained awake to cough while talking, his expression full of optimism.

But Lao Zhu couldn't be optimistic.

Just some coughs? Just miasma entering the internal organs?

The person was lying down, covered in medicine!

But this is exactly what Zhao Zheng wants.

"Ahem! Your Majesty!"

"When can we board the treasure ship that the King of Yan is sailing eastward?"

"Your Majesty, although I can only lie down, there are so many people on board who can't lie down even if they want to. We can still do a lot for us, Sun and Moon!"

He did not say that he did not have much time left, but only said that he still wanted to continue to shine for the dynasty.

Everyone present, whether the eunuchs or the original servants of the imperial manor, including the Jinyiwei, turned their heads away after hearing this.

At this point, Lao Zhu's original attempt naturally failed completely.

"Your Majesty, we need to change the medicine for the adults..."

The imperial physician also issued an order to expel the guest.

Old Zhu looked over and saw that the gauze on the three unconscious Zhao Mansion inspectors had been partially removed, revealing the yellow and red color underneath.

He could naturally understand what that meant.

"Once you have changed the medicine, I will take you back to Beijing and prepare for the voyage..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."