Chapter 287: Dragon's Sleep

At the end of the 23rd year of Emperor Mingde.
His Majesty the Emperor fainted on the Temple of Heaven at the New Year's Ceremony, and the government and the people were shocked. Diagnosed by the Imperial Hospital, it was caused by the emperor’s sudden heart disease. Although it did not endanger his life for the time being, he could not find a cure. For six consecutive days, the emperor was in a state of lethargy. Unable to do anything, helpless, had no choice but to turn to Qi Tianchen, the teacher of the Qintian Supervisor. But Qi Tianchen came three times, and he could only wake up the emperor temporarily.
But after being sober three times, Emperor Mingde made three decrees.
In the first decree, Lan Yuehou and Master Dong Zhu jointly supervised the country and supervised everything in Beili. This is a result that everyone expected. The last time Emperor Mingde went to envoy, Lan Yuehou was in charge of overseeing the country, and this time it must be considered that illness is more likely to cause shocks in the DPRK than to envoy. At the same time, let the respected teacher Dong Zhu supervise the country together.
The second decree is that Apocalypse City will be closed for one month, and civilians below the second grade are not allowed to enter or leave, and all officers above the second grade are not allowed to leave the house. This purpose is more profound. The second-grade civil servants are not allowed to enter or leave, because when the dynasty is in chaos, they are most afraid of literati confuse the people. And all the second-rank officers were not allowed to leave the palace, because no matter how the literati messed up the minds of the people, without the soldiers holding the sword, they would still not be in chaos after all.
The third decree was a secret decree, which was brought to Ye Xiaoying's mansion by Father Jinyan, the supervisor of the palm seal.
Three decrees reached the ears of courtiers, one was to support the country, the other was to prevent chaos, and the third was to shock people. His Majesty's intention was too obvious, but after the intention was obvious, it revealed a fact that was too obvious.
This time, Ming De Di was really sick.
The news quickly spread throughout the apocalypse. And even if Apocalypse City was closed for one month, the news spread quickly in Beili like a prairie fire.
In General's Mansion, Ye Xiaoying sat in the study room, with the secret decree specially sent by Mr. Jinyan in front of him, knocking his temple a little angrily.
Ye Ruoyi sat opposite him, looking at the secret decree thoughtfully.
When he was critically ill, His Majesty sent a palm-print supervisor to send the third decree to the most powerful general in Beili. This was an overly novel thing in the eyes of courtiers, and many people were speculating privately. The White King's Mansion and the Chi King's Mansion have successively sent several groups of people over to try to find out.
But Ye Xiaoying laid the secret decree on the table generously, not shying away from anything.
Because of the secret decree, there is no word written.
"What do you think the emperor is going to do?" Ye Xiaoying looked at his daughter.
Ye Ruoyi smiled and said: "Father is now the first person in the Beili Army. He has held the Tiger Talisman of the Chinese Army for many years. This secret decree given to you by your Majesty is to tell the officials who are trying to conspire that he has passed a certain decree. Order for you. With this decree in hand, if someone tries to conspire at that time, you can act arrogantly according to what is written on the decree. You are a slaughter, even if it is Lei Mengsha and the king of Langya alive. They act harshly and they are not as good as you."
"I really can't tell that this is complimenting me." Ye Xiaoying smiled bitterly, "but the emperor didn't write a word clearly."
"Daughter just said, father, you are a slaughter. How could His Majesty really trust you and give you such an imperial decree." Ye Ruoyi waved his hand gently and put the secret decree away.
Ye Xiaoying said annoyedly: "This is a line."
"It's the emperor after all." Ye Ruoyi said.
"By the way, what do you say this time will affect that person?" Ye Xiaoying said quietly.
Ye Ruoyi thought for a while and nodded: "Yes."
Late at night, Taishi Mansion.
Lan Yuehou, dressed in a gorgeous gold dress, walked out of it, turned and bowed and said, "Master Dong, I will beg you for this period of time."
"Master Hou is polite." The veteran of the two dynasties, Dong Zhu, the respected and respected Taishi in the dynasty, hurriedly responded, "I hope to come back soon."
"Definitely." Lan Yuehou turned around, and an entourage had already walked up with a horse. Lan Yuehou jumped on his horse and slammed his horse rope, "Drive!" He rode all the way to the gate of the city. The gate of Tianqi city that was strictly closed to the city had been opened by a crack at some point, and he rode a white horse. Jin Yi just left the city under the moonlight.
"Little genius doctor, we are going to meet again." Lan Yuehou looked at the moon in the sky and said with a smile.
Tianshui Town.
Mu Ming Tea House.
Zhu and Longer sat there chatting with the shopkeeper.
"We came from the Lishan Tea Pavilion, passing here, and seeing the shopkeeper's sign is quite big, are you interested in buying some tea from us?" Zhu asked lightly.
The shopkeeper was also taken aback: "Lishan Cha Ting Xuan! That is not one of the three largest tea shops in the world. How can I be a small one, I can purchase tea from the tea Ting Xuan."
"The tea at Cha Ting Xuan is sold to you, not depending on the location, nor the amount of silver produced. The shopkeeper, your tea is elegant and soft. Although the tea is only ordinary, it has the best tea flavor." Bamboo Picking up the teacup on the table, he took another sip, "I am someone who understands tea."
The shopkeeper nodded: "But the tea maker, I have a question, can I ask?"
"But it doesn't matter."
"On your way, you can go to Apocalypse City early, why do you have to do something like this tea maker, and find some tea shops along the way to have tea and chat, won't you delay your major events?" The shopkeeper put away his smile, the tea shop's I don't know when the door closed.
Long Er's face suddenly changed, and he pulled out the long sword hidden in the guqin. Zhu was stunned for a moment, but still faintly replied: "Since you want to pretend, you have to pretend to be a little bit like. Only if you have deceived yourself, is the real pretense."
"This is very similar to us." The shopkeeper nodded, "In order to wait for you, I have studied tea and tea selection for two months, and I found that I have a lot of talent in this area. Now the whole town There is no one who knows tea better than me. Even I am a little bit in love with this business."
"This bag is the Cangshan snow green of Cha Tingxuan. It is fresh and elegant. It is most suitable for removing the smell after killing." Zhu put a small bag of tea on the table and slowly pulled out the long sword behind him.
The tea shop shopkeeper put away the bag of tea and smiled, "Thank you. But Mr. Bamboo, you don't have to play with that sword. We know what is hidden in your bamboo pole, and we won't be second. Right now."
The helpers and customers in the tea shop stood up one after another, drew out the weapons hidden on their bodies, and surrounded the bamboo and dragon ears.
Long Er finally spoke, his voice stern and low.
"underground river."