Chapter 538: Earth movement

The whole April seemed to be an eventful autumn. Emperor Jingming was still worrying about the establishment of the crown prince, and news of the earthquake in Qianhe County came.
Qianhe County is in the Lin Province, very close to the capital. Even the capital felt the ground shaking on the day of the earth's movement, and the screamed.
Upon receiving an emergency report from Qianhe County, Emperor Jingming immediately summoned Liubu Shangshu and other important officials to discuss the aftermath.
A team set out from the capital to Qianhe County.
News came back from Qianhe County one by one.
"The ground in Qianhe County is moving, numerous houses collapsed, and more than ten thousand casualties..."
A string of shocking numbers made Emperor Jingming's face gloomy day by day.
In such a solemn and sorrowful atmosphere, as soon as May is about to enter, a bigger worry comes: an epidemic has occurred in Qianhe County!
After a major disaster, there must be an epidemic, which is almost common sense. The reason is simple. After the disaster, there are countless deaths and injuries. If so many corpses are not treated in time, they will decay and fester. Mosquitoes and flies will skyrocket and even people's drinking water will be contaminated.
Under such harsh conditions, an epidemic is almost inevitable.
Even if it had been predicted, Emperor Jingming's mood was not much better. A team of medical officers rushed to Qianhe County with countless medicinal materials.
What a shame!
Emperor Jingming couldn't bear it. He obeyed the advice of the national teacher, and the Qintian Supervisor set a good day and auspicious day. He led the emperor's relatives, officials, and civil and military officials to worship and pray at the Tai Temple.
Taimiao is a royal family temple. In addition to the regular memorial ceremonies formed during the year, ancestors must be sacrificed to the ancestors in order to pray for the protection of the ancestors in every major event.
In recent years, there have been many natural disasters in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Emperor Jingming originally felt that he could bear it. However, he rushed to all the bad things. He wanted to cry for some comfort from his ancestors.
The day of the sacrifice was a good weather, the sky was blue, and the bright sunshine illuminated the white jade stone steps in front of the Taimiao Hall.
The people headed by Emperor Jingming all wore grand attire and began to bow under the leadership of Emperor Jingming.
Emperor Jingming said the prepared words in his mouth, and silently said in his heart: ancestors and ancestors, the descendants of shame have been in a deep water these days, if I don’t take care of it, I can’t hold it—
The silent complaint hadn't been finished yet, suddenly the world revolved and the world was shaking.
The capital actually moved!
The ground moved too suddenly. At that moment, the imperial family and the civil and military officials were frightened. After a while, countless screams sounded, and the scene was momentarily chaotic.
Emperor Jingming couldn't stand still. One staggered and fell to the ground. Seeing a flagpole broke and smashed down, the people who saw this scene couldn't help but smashed and shouted, "Guardian, take care of him--"
The one who was far away was helpless, and the one who was close--a figure rushed over and slammed Emperor Jingming away, followed by a scream.
Fortunately, this is not the source of the earthquake. This chaos feels extremely long, and it just stops after a cup of tea.
The world is no longer shaken, and people can finally get up steadily.
"The emperor, how are you, the emperor?" Countless people rushed towards Emperor Jingming.
Emperor Jingming settled his mind. The people around him stood up and looked at the person who was pressed by the flagpole on the ground. He lost his voice: "Lang'er!"
The name of the waste prince "Lang".
Everyone was stunned to realize that the one who had saved the emperor turned out to be King Jing.
"Master, are you okay?" everyone asked.
The waste prince lying on the ground was motionless, blood leaking from his back.
Regardless of the lingering fear of the earth movement, Emperor Jingming rushed over: "Lang'er, how are you, Lang'er?"
At this time, Emperor Jingming collapsed in his heart and felt real pain.
He has to admit that even if he hates this son any more, he cannot erase the affection between his father and son.
"Langer--"
"Cough cough cough----" A soft cough came, and the waste prince said with difficulty, "Can you...get this flagpole up first..."
Hearing the voice of the waste prince, Emperor Jingming was overjoyed and scolded: "Are you all dead? Don't hurry up and raise the flagpole to help the prince!"
The prince who has been called for more than 20 years has long been used to it. When he was in a hurry, he blurted out the name, but forgot the word "Quiet King" behind his head.
As soon as the word "Prince" came out, Yang Deguang, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, almost cried with joy.
It's great that the emperor called the prince on this occasion, and there is no need to worry that the prince can't be restored.
When the ground moved in embarrassment, King Qi, who had scratched his skin everywhere, just got up, and forgot to react when he heard Emperor Jingming's words.
Save the prince?
Do you know how much impact this misnomer of the emperor father will have?
His face became pale, and the panic in his heart was deeper than when the earth moved, gradually turning into despair and depression.
The ground movement is nothing, this place is obviously not the place where the ground dragon's mighty power, the ground swayed for a while and it passed, so many people trampled at most.
But with the shout of the father, all of his previous plans suddenly became the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, which was in vain...
King Qi's ugly face was not visible among the people who had just experienced the fright. He temporarily suppressed the tumbling in his heart, and forcibly supported the waste prince with others.
The waste prince was directly carried back to the palace for treatment.
"How about King Jing?" Emperor Jing Ming couldn't wait to ask when the emperor came to report.
The imperial physician said: "The emperor Hongfu, the injury on the prince's back is not serious, but the internal organs have been shaken, and we need to raise them for some time."
Emperor Jingming breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, be sure to take care of King Jing's body, so that the root of the disease cannot fall."
The imperial doctor hurriedly responded.
Just kidding, he heard the "Prince" from the former emperor of Taimiao, and it seems that King Jing is about to stand up. He can't be sloppy.
Emperor Jingming walked in, glanced at the pale-faced abandoned prince on the bed, and asked, "How do you feel?"
The waste prince struggled to get up, but was stopped by Emperor Jingming: "Don't move, just lie on your stomach."
The waste prince turned his head to face Emperor Jingming, enduring the pain and said: "The son is nothing, the father is fine."
"You--" Emperor Jing Ming wanted to ask why he rushed forward desperately, and finally swallowed this silently.
They are father and son, and he has feelings for the second child, so why not the second child.
Emperor Jingming patted the waste prince on the shoulder gently, and said warmly: "Go back to Jingyuan and raise it well."
The abandoned prince who was still the King of Jing was carried out of the palace and returned to the Jingyuan to rest, but everyone knew that the King of Jing might have lived in Jingyuan for a while.
As the father-in-law of the abandoned prince, Yang's father went to Jingyuan to visit it.
After dismissing the people who were serving, Jing Wang asked excitedly: "Father-in-law, do you think the father is going to change his mind?"
Father Yang couldn't hide his joy: "The prince fought hard to save the emperor, and the emperor will definitely change his mind. Congratulations, prince!"
The waste prince was silly for a while and asked: "Father-in-law, is the flagpole your hand and foot in search of someone?"
Father Yang was taken aback for a moment, then he couldn't laugh or cry: "The prince thinks too much, how can I do things like that..."
The waste prince burst into tears.