Chapter 219 Great Wisdom and Courage
A corridor winding from the main hall with a red lacquered dragon is the sleeping hall of Emperor Sheng Palace.
Gu Mengzhen was worried and allowed Fang Zhixuan to lie on the dragon bed for treatment without hesitation.
Half an hour passed and Fang Zhixuan was still unconscious.
Ansong personally gave him acupuncture, and a group of imperial doctors knelt beside the dragon bed, ready to serve at any time.
After the acupuncture was completed, the imperial doctors worked together to think of a treatment method. After much effort, they finally stabilized Fang Zhixuan's heart pulse and saved his life.
Zhuang Xianhui was extremely worried and acted. She cried uncontrollably and sobbed for a while when she got tired of crying.
Gu Mengzhen was getting impatient as he waited, sometimes feeling guilty and blaming himself, and sometimes cursing Feng Yihe for her scheming.
Seeing Ansong coming to report, Gu Mengzhen couldn't wait to ask, "What's the situation?"
Ansong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.
"Your Majesty, Master Zhuang is blessed with great fortune and your health is now free of worries!"
Upon hearing the good news, Zhuang Xianhui's worries disappeared, and instead she felt overwhelmed with emotion. She was so sad that she burst into tears.
Gu Mengzhen also had tears in her smiling eyes, a mixture of sadness and joy, and deep feelings.
"Great, great..."
As he said this, he glanced at his brother and then became worried again.
"Since you are fine, why is Mr. Zhuang still sleeping?"
Ansong felt the spring breeze on his face, smiled brightly, and explained respectfully.
“It’s the medication.”
"Your Majesty, just go ahead and gently wake the master up."
Gu Mengzhen felt somewhat calmer, and as he looked at his brother with his dragon eyes, there was still a trace of heartache.
"Nothing happened, don't wake him up."
"He must be tired after this trip. Let him sleep a little longer."
Ansong bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty has thought it through. I will obey your orders."
"My Lord, you will need to take supplements and rest. I will need to discuss the use of medicine with the others."
Thinking that the discussion would inevitably be noisy, Gu Mengzhen gave instructions softly.
"Don't bother him. All of you go to the west side hall."
Ansong knelt down and responded.
"Yes."
All the imperial doctors retreated.
Afterwards, the Secret Prime Minister Du Hanping came to ask for a meeting.
"The Emperor ordered me to keep an eye on Yin Sitai's movements. After a few days, we have the results."
"With the help of Alliance Leader Qi, Yin Sitai was unable to do anything to His Royal Highness Prince Chen, and the frame-up was ultimately not established..."
Before he could finish his words, Gu Mengzhen booed him.
"Don't disturb your beloved Zhuang's sleep. Follow me to the main hall to talk."
Thinking about the differences between men and women, Du Hanping did not look up but turned slightly to avoid him.
"I didn't know that you were resting here. I am so reckless."
Gu Mengzhen smiled slightly and waved his sleeves to signal.
"No problem, let's go."
Du Hanping responded with blessing.
"Yes."
Gu Mengzhen turned around, smiled, and instructed softly.
"Hui'er, you stay and accompany your father."
After saying this, he signaled to the palace maids.
"Everyone, please leave now. No need to respond. Remember to keep your steps low and make no noise."
Soon, everyone left the bedroom, and finally, only the father and daughter were left. Zhuang Xianhui walked lightly to the dragon bed and sat beside her father.
At this time, Fang Zhixuan was in a daze and muttered a little in his sleep.
"Eldest sister...save me..."
"Xi'er...Uncle will protect you..."
Zhuang Xianhui's face turned tearful and frightened, and she quickly and gently woke him up.
"Father, father wake up."
After a long while, Fang Zhixuan finally came to his senses and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing it was his daughter, he called out softly.
"Hui Er..."
"I'm alive?"
Zhuang Xianhui nodded, but her fear had not yet subsided.
"Yes, everything is fine, father."
"I wanted my father to rest more, but he just muttered something about my aunt and cousin..."
Hearing this, Fang Zhixuan was startled, half stood up, and looked around hurriedly.
"what?"
Zhuang Xianhui comforted her father in time and helped him lie down again.
"Don't worry, father."
"Fortunately, they all left, otherwise, there would be a disaster."
"Father, calm down for a moment and wait for the Emperor to come back before pretending to sleep."
Fang Zhixuan looked relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"okay."
"I dreamed that the Fang Mansion was on fire. Xi'er and I were trapped inside. My eldest sister was trying to rescue us. That's why I was mumbling."
Zhuang Xianhui arranged the quilt, covered her father with it, and comforted him in a soft voice.
"Dreams are illusions and have nothing to do with reality. Father, don't worry."
"Please rest assured, father. The emperor's suspicions have been dispelled and Feng Yihe has been severely punished."
There was still a hint of weakness in Fang Zhixuan's words.
"You brothers and sisters have been studying medicine since childhood. You are pretending to be playing a prank, but you are actually plotting something."
"Thank you for your careful calculations. You saved my life."
Zhuang Xianhui lowered her eyes, looking guilty and worried.
"The pranks were not all planned, they were also just playful."
"I am not as good at learning medicine as my cousin. I am afraid that I will not be able to manage my time well and cause my father to never come back..."
Having said this, she burst into grief again, sobbing in silence.
Fang Zhixuan gently stroked her hair and smiled kindly.
"Be good, Hui'er. Why blame yourself? You've learned very well."
"Even though I can't treat illnesses and injuries like Xi'er can, it's enough to protect my family."
"Father, thank you very much for saving my life."
Her father was usually very strict and rarely showed such warmth and kindness. Zhuang Xianhui smiled sweetly and started to act coquettishly.
"Father, your words are too kind. I don't deserve them."
While we were talking, we heard a familiar sound of footsteps.
Needless to say, both father and daughter knew that Gu Mengzhen had returned.
After looking at each other and understanding each other, Fang Zhixuan closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.
Zhuang Xianhui took out a clean silk scarf and pretended to wipe her father's forehead gently, but in fact there was not a trace of sweat at all.
Approaching the bedroom, Gu Mengzhen walked in alone with light footsteps and asked with concern.
"Brother, are you still sleeping?"
Without waiting for Zhuang Xianhui to answer, Fang Zhixuan began to pretend to talk in his sleep.
"Brother Gu... I am not afraid of exile..."
"You don't have to run around and beg for mercy for me. It's more important to take care of yourself..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Mengzhen was overwhelmed with sorrow and felt a dull pain in his heart.
"Good brother..."
Seeing this, Zhuang Xianhui cooperated.
"Father has been mumbling since the beginning, and from time to time, he would break out in a cold sweat."
"Listen, nephew, it seems that father dreamed about his early years?"
Gu Mengzhen nodded heavily, filled with emotion.
“It was indeed something that happened in the early years.”
"Back then, the Zhuang family was wronged. I was not yet 20 years old and could not participate in the provincial governor's examination. Whether in the court or in the mansion, my words were insignificant and I could not save my brother at all."
"Not only did he not blame me, he also insisted that there was no rush to enter the government and no need to seek favors. It was more important for Brother Gu to take care of himself."
"This is not the words of ignorance and fearlessness, but an act of great wisdom and courage."
"The law states that in order to prevent the exiled laborers from uniting and causing chaos, they must be exchanged and reorganized every once in a while. At first, they may have their families to accompany them in their labor, but gradually, they will be left alone. After separation, unless they are pardoned by grace, if they receive news about their families again, it will only be a small, crudely made tablet."
"After I entered the government, I consulted the late emperor and found the person who was in charge of my brother's care at the time, and he gave me permission to pass on the message. We have kept in touch for so many years, and I know best how happy and carefree he is."
"Even though he worked hard, my dear brother was still willing to do it. Every time he changed teams of laborers, he could make friends everywhere. In my heart, your father is a role model for the world."