At this moment, Cheng Anbo fu was noisy, but fortunately, it was not yet chaotic. Novel w-w-w … c-o-m. The doctors in the fu were good at treating typhoid fever and headaches, but were not very good at treating injuries. The steward sent someone to the Imperial Hospital to call for a taiyi, but no one came after a long time. He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse. He turned his head and sent someone to call for a doctor outside.
Today, when the Duke was carried back, the people of Cheng Anbo fu were shocked. The Duke's back was covered in blood. The eunuch who brought the Duke back did not say anything. He only bowed, turned and left in a hurry, not even having time to drink water.
The steward was anxious, angry, and worried, but other than the Duke, there was no one else in the fu who could make decisions. He could only come out with a few retainers to arrange matters in the fu.
Normally, when the fu was prosperous, everyone was attentive and attentive. But when the fu was in dire straits, even the taiyi would avoid harm. If it was someone else, the steward might be able to understand, but the person involved was his own Duke. He could not help but feel resentment.
"Grandfather Steward," a manservant hurried back, "the doctor is here!"
"Is it the doctor from Ping Ping Tang?"
The manservant panted and shook his head.
"Didn't I tell you to call the doctor from Ping Ping Tang?"
"This lowly one had just walked halfway when I met people from Jingting Duke Fu," the manservant hurriedly explained, "It turned out that the master of Jingting Duke Fu had heard that something had happened to the Duke, so they sent their fu's doctor over."
The steward was overjoyed, and had the manservant invite the doctor into the courtyard where the Duke was. He was extremely grateful to the people of the Jingting Gongfu. At this critical moment, the future of the master's family could be relied on.
Since ancient times, there were very few people who would send charcoal in the snow, and very few people who would add flowers to the brocade. At this critical moment, the Jingting Gongfu dared to send someone over with great fanfare. This kind of kindness was something that others could not compare to.
He had just turned his head and walked a few steps when he heard a servant report that the Princess Fule and the Duke Of Jingting had come to visit.
"Quickly invite her in!" The housekeeper thought that this was the first time Princess Fule had come to the Count's residence.
Thinking of this, he couldn't stand it any longer. He turned to the steward behind him and said, "Receive them solemnly. Don't slack off at all for the princess and the heir!"
"Yes."
The servants in Cheng Anbo's residence were shocked. It seemed that what happened today was not a big deal. The Earl's fiancée was very favored by the Emperor. With her around, even if the Earl really offended the Emperor, the Emperor would not make things too difficult for the Earl.
As soon as Ban Han and Ban Heng entered, they were warmly received by everyone in Cheng Anbo's residence. She had just dismounted from her horse, so her hair was a bit loose. But she couldn't care less. Her gaze swept over the servants and finally picked a middle-aged man dressed in brocade. "How is your Master Bo?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, the doctor is currently treating your uncle's injuries."
"Take me there." Ban Ti walked straight ahead. Although she did not know where Rong Xia lived, there were rules in the main structure of the house of a titled family. She knew the general direction.
"Your Highness, please come this way." The steward saw that Ban Han actually took the initiative and was stunned for a moment. Then he trotted to catch up with Ban Han and lowered his head to lead her to the Earl's courtyard.
In the inner courtyard, Rong Xia was lying on the bed. He tilted his head to look at the two doctors standing respectfully in the room. He didn't speak, and the room was unusually quiet.
"Earl." Du Jiu, who was standing by the bed, couldn't help but say, "You … … you should let the two doctors take a look."
Rong Xia lowered his eyelids. There was no panic or remorse on his face that a court official should have after being punished by the Emperor. His face was as calm as water, and no one could see any emotion.
After a while, he said, "Thank you for your trouble."
"We don't dare." One of the doctors hurriedly bowed and said, "We are just following the orders of Your Highness and Shizi."
"Many thanks to Shizi and Your Highness for your concern." Rong Xia's lips were slightly pale, "Please come forward."
The doctors came closer and found that the blood on Rong Xia's back had coagulated with the blood. They looked at each other solemnly and took out a pair of bright silver scissors from the medicine box, "Earl, your clothes and the wound have stuck together. We need to use the scissors to cut your clothes. It may be a bit painful. Do you need to use mafeisan?"
"What will happen if I use it?" Rong Xia understood. If there was no effect, the doctors wouldn't ask if he needed it.
"It won't have much effect if I use it once in a while. But if the body isn't well, it can easily affect the person's mind. In serious cases, it can cause dependence … …"
"No need, just cut it." Rong Xia closed his eyes, "Quickly do it."
The two doctors took a deep breath, gritted their teeth, and took the scissors to slowly cut the clothes and the wound.
Chu Xia's clothes were thin, so it was easy to cut it. After seeing the extent of the injury, both of them sighed in relief. The injury looked frightening, but it didn't hurt the bones or the abdomen. Although they were doctors among the people, they had seen many beaten and injured people. Some people were injured and looked fine on the surface, but after a few days, they died mysteriously. It was so serious that they went to the officials. In the end, they had the coroner investigate and found that the internal organs were injured.
"Earl, your external injuries are very serious. We need to clean the cloth bit by bit." Every time the cloth was torn, blood seeped out. The doctors used cotton gauze to stop the bleeding. They were sweating profusely.
After a while, there was a pile of bloody gauze on the ground, but the wound was only half treated.
"Count- Your Highness, please wait a moment … …"
The door was pushed open and a gust of wind blew into the room. The gauze curtain fluttered in the wind. Rong Xia opened his eyes and saw the woman standing at the door.
She was wearing plain clothes, her hair was in a crooked bun, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. The sunlight behind her was as bright as gold, so bright that he couldn't help but squint. When he opened his eyes again, the woman had already lifted the gauze curtain and walked towards his bed.
He looked at her in a daze, and was stunned.
"Are you okay?"
She stood at the edge of the bed and looked at him. Her expression was dignified, concerned, and seemed to have other emotions that he couldn't understand. His mind had never been as blank as it was now. The only thing he could do was to stare blankly into her eyes, as if he could confirm whether the person in front of him was real or fake.
"Princess Fule." Du Jiu bowed to Ban Han.
Ban Han looked at Rong Xia's weak and blurred back. His eyelids trembled, and he turned to Du Jiu, "What happened?"
"I … …" Rong Xia opened his mouth.
"What you should do now is lie on the bed and quietly recover," Ban Han's face darkened as he stared at Rong Xia, "Either you tell your bodyguard not to answer my question, or you choose to shut up!"
The elegant and manly Rong Xia opened his mouth, but wisely chose to remain silent.
Du Jiu looked at the Duke who had closed his eyes again, and was dumbfounded. Was he telling him to speak the truth, or was he not telling him to speak the truth? Also, even though the Duke's upper body was badly mangled and couldn't be seen, but his upper body was still half naked. The Imperial Princess had just barged in and looked at the Duke, whose chastity was this?
Seeing the Duke choose to remain silent under the Imperial Princess' authority, Du Jiu gritted his teeth and said to Ban Han, "Imperial Princess, today when the Duke and the Lord Yao entered the palace to meet the Emperor, His Majesty suddenly flew into a rage. He said that the Duke and the Lord Yao had not taught the Crown Prince well, and had led the Crown Prince astray. In his anger, he had people beat the Duke and the Lord Yao."
"Did not teach them well?" Ban Han frowned, "The Crown Prince is his eldest son, and he is older than Rong Xia. Even if he made a mistake, how could he blame it on Rong Xia?"
Du Jiu was silent. Was an Emperor who could reason with others still an Emperor?
"What happened to the Crown Prince?" Ban Han felt that the Emperor couldn't have lost his temper for no reason. This didn't seem like Emperor Yunqing's style of doing things. Could it be that when a person was sick, their personality would change as well?
"This …" Du Jiu hesitated and turned to look at Rong Xia.
"I told you to talk to me. Why are you looking at him?" Ban Han said lightly, "If you can speak, then speak. If you can't, then don't speak."
Rong Xia opened his eyes and looked at Du Jiu.
"In front of Junzhu, there is nothing this subordinate can't say," Du Jiu's expression was subtle, "Last night, someone discovered that the Crown Prince was having an affair with one of His Majesty's concubines. In the middle of the night, this concubine hanged herself."
"Hanged herself?" Ban Han raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Which concubine?"
"Lin Cairen."
Ban Han suddenly remembered that after this Lin Cairen entered the palace, she had been favored by the Emperor for a few days. But because of her family background, her status in the harem was not high.
When the previous Emperor was still alive, there was a Concubine Lin who was bestowed with a white silk because of her witchcraft in the harem. This Lin Cairen was from the same clan as the previous Emperor's Concubine Lin. What was more interesting was that these two Lin Clan members were from Rong Xia's maternal Lin Clan.
They were from the same clan, but from the same branch.
When Rong Xia's maternal grandmother married into the Lin Family, because she was involved in the political struggles of the imperial family, she was demoted to a commoner. The Lin Family was also affected.
She had also suspected that when the previous Emperor was on the throne, the Concubine Lin who was bestowed with a white silk, had really used witchcraft, or had she been implicated by the Lin Family to end up in such a miserable state? Other than the previous Emperor, there was probably no one else who knew the truth of this matter.
"So it was her." Understanding the cause and effect of this matter, Ban Han sighed. Rong Xia's misfortune could be considered undeserved. These years, he had lived alone and had never seen anyone from the Lin Family get close to him. Now that the womenfolk of the Lin Family had entered the palace to become concubines and had an unclear relationship with the Crown Prince, the Emperor had vented his anger on him.
Looking at Rong Xia's deathly pale appearance on the bed, Ban Han frowned and sat down on the stool next to him, "How is Duke Rong Xia's injury?"
"Replying to Princess, Duke Rong's injury is somewhat serious. Fortunately, it did not injure his lungs, otherwise it would leave a permanent illness." A doctor, with a head full of sweat, finally removed all the cloth covering Rong Xia's wound. What he admired was that Duke Rong did not make a sound.
Seeing Rong Xia's pale lips with a hint of bruise, Ban Han frowned, "You are a dignified Duke, don't you know to ask the guards to be gentler?"
"His Majesty is in a state of anger, the guards do not dare to be too perfunctory. If His Majesty is angered, the consequences will be more serious. "Rong Xia smiled," You don't have to worry, I'm fine. "
"Who's worried about you?" Ban Han snorted, "I'm worried that something will happen to my fiancé. At that time, I will have to bear the crime of bringing misfortune to my husband."
"Huahua, don't worry, I will not let you suffer this kind of grievance." Rong Xia reached out to Ban Han. However, Ban Han was too far away from him and he could not hold her hand. Instead, when he reached out, it affected the wound on his body. He couldn't help but frown in pain.
"Lie on the bed and recover. Why are you moving around?" Ban Han glared at Rong Xia. However, Rong Xia still looked at him tenderly.
Her lips moved and she finally patted his hand, "Alright, be good. Take your hand back."
Rong Xia laughed softly and obediently took his hand back.
"Duke Rong, we need to disinfect your wound. Bear with it."
For doctors, wine was the best disinfectant. They used wine to clean the bloodstains on his body and the small pieces of cloth that might be hidden in his wound. However, wine was undoubtedly a great stimulus to the wound. Even though Rong Xia was good at enduring, when the wine touched the wound, all the muscles in his body could not help but tense up. Sweat dripped down his forehead. Some fell into the pillow, and some fell into his eyes. It was so bitter that his eyes hurt.
The wine mixed with the dirty blood flowed down. The smell of blood and wine mixed together. It was really not a pleasant smell.
Rong Xia broke out in cold sweat and looked at Ban Han, "Huahua, it's stuffy in the room. Go out and get some fresh air."
"I'm outside every day. It doesn't matter if I don't get some fresh air." Ban Han saw that even his neck was white and his voice was much lower, "Don't worry. Although you look a bit ugly now, I won't dislike you."
Enduring the great pain, Rong Xia actually laughed out loud, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Ban Han sat firmly in the chair and did not move.
Soon, Rong Xia's body was drenched in sweat. The doctor applied a green herb to his wound. "Duke, please take note of the room you're living in. Let the wind in through the doors and windows. Don't be stuffy. In addition, we will write a prescription. The main effect of the prescription is to stop bleeding and remove pus. After the wound is completely healed, you can use something to replenish the blood. If you replenish it too much now, it will do more harm than good to your wound. "
"Thank you for your trouble." When the medicine was applied to his back, he felt a comfortable cold feeling spread throughout his body. Even the pain was reduced by more than half.
"Duke Rong, you're too polite." The slightly older doctor said, "It's the most unbearable when disinfecting, but you didn't complain. We admire you."
"It hurts whether I complain or not. It's better to maintain some poise in front of a beauty," Rong Xia said with a smile, "No matter what, you two have helped me greatly."
Ban Han, who had just walked to the door, heard these words and couldn't help but snort. He was injured like this, but he didn't lie in bed to recover. Instead, he had the energy to curry favor in front of his sister. Was this the conduct of a gentleman?
"We don't dare to accept Duke Rong's thanks," the doctor hurriedly bowed and said, "Duke Rong, please pay attention to your diet. You must eat light food. We will come to your fu every day to change Duke Rong's medicine."
After saying this, the doctor bowed to Ban Han: "Junzhu, this subordinate will take his leave."
"You can go back first," Ban Han nodded to the doctor, then turned to Rong Xia and said, "The weather is getting hotter. Your bed is stained with blood, so you can't lie down. Later, endure the pain and have someone change your room. "
"It should be so," Rong Xia said apologetically, "Thank you for your trouble today, Huahua."
"I was just moving my mouth. It was the doctor who did the work. There was no trouble." Ban Han sighed. Being punished by the Emperor was not a good thing for a court official. It would probably be recorded in the history books.
Rong Xia smiled and didn't continue to argue with Ban Han. He was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes and said, "You shouldn't have come today."
Everyone knew that the Emperor's temperament was unstable. If someone was punished by him, they would no longer be in an important position. Now that he and Lord Yao were together, who knew how many people avoided them? The Ban Family, who relied on the Emperor's favor to live a prosperous life, really shouldn't have come to his house at this time.
If this matter reached the Emperor's ears, it could be said that the Ban Family was dissatisfied with the Emperor's will, or that the Ban Family was openly opposing the Emperor. The Emperor might not think this way when he was not sick, but it was hard to say for the Emperor now.
For a family like the Jingting Gongfu, it was especially difficult to gamble with the Emperor's will.
"There's no such thing as should or should not." Ban Han looked calmly at Rong Xia, "For me, it's only whether I want to or not."
Rong Xia opened his eyes and looked into Ban Han's eyes, as if he wanted to look into her soul through these eyes.
"There are too many uncertainties in life. Even if I didn't come to see you today, it doesn't mean that the Ban Family will be rich forever." Ban Han laughed casually, "Moreover, didn't I tell you that the Ban Family will never let their own people be wronged? If you think that I shouldn't have come, then you mean that we shouldn't treat you as one of our own? "
Rong Xia's eyelashes moved. Her long and slender eyelashes were like brushes, sweeping in front of her deep eyes. "Huhuhu …"
"Yes?" Ban Han didn't understand why he only called his name and didn't speak.
Rong Xia smiled, "Thank you."
"Didn't I tell you not to say these words to me?" Ban Han stood up from the stool, "Seeing that you're still so energetic, I'm relieved."
"Are you leaving?" Rong Xia lowered his eyes, lying on the bed with a pitiful look.
"I'll go out and tell your servants." Ban Han wanted to say that he should go back, but when he saw Rong Xia's disappointed look, he changed his mind, "I'll stay with you for a while."
Rong Xia suddenly smiled. He was already very good-looking. With his pale face and weak smile, Ban Han thought of a little puppy that was being bullied, cute and pitiful.
She stopped walking and turned to Du Jiu, "Go and tell the servants to prepare a clean room. Don't put flowers or plants in the room, and don't use incense. It's fine as long as it's bright and ventilated."
"Yes." Du Jiu hurriedly took the order and left.
"Huahua knows so much," Rong Xia smiled and grabbed her hand, "It's good to have talent and good looks."
"I admit that she's good looking, this is …" Ban Han saw that he wasn't being honest again and pulled her hand away, "Don't praise her. I feel embarrassed when I hear it."
"Talent is talent if you have talent. It doesn't mean that you're talented if you know poetry, calligraphy, and painting," Rong Xia said righteously, "Who said that talent only includes this?"
Ban Han didn't know if she had talent or not, but she was sure that when Rong Xia wanted to praise her, he didn't have to worry about finding a reason.
She appreciated such a tactful and good man.
"Duke Rong, sister." Ban Han, who had been standing at the door for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked in. He saw that Rong Xia's back was covered with ointment but not bandages or gauze. He couldn't help but gasp. There wasn't a single spot on his back. How many times had His Majesty ordered him to be beaten?
"Why didn't you wrap the wound when it's this bad?"
Ban Han looked at the thick layer of ointment on Rong Xia's back, "Maybe it's to heal the wound?"
"My back hurts just looking at this wound," Ban Han took a few steps back, "Duke Rong, I'll wait outside." He had always been a coward. At this time, he didn't care about his face. With a numb scalp, he turned and walked out, as if the wound would transfer to his body if he looked at it one more time.
"My younger brother is a little cowardly," Ban Han coughed dryly, "He didn't mean any harm."
Rong Xia chuckled, "I know."
Ban Han touched his slightly itchy ears and changed the subject, "Do you think the Crown Prince … was schemed against?"
Rong Xia moved his gaze away from Ban Han, "Maybe, maybe not."
"Then how is the Crown Prince now? He was in charge of the country, but something happened. His Majesty's health is not good. Who else can he give the important matters of the court to?"
"His Majesty and the Empress have more than one son," Rong Xia sighed, "Without the Crown Prince, there is still the Second Prince."
"The Second Prince?" Ban Han frowned, "He is impulsive and vengeful. How can he rule the country?"
"Huahua," Rong Xia smiled helplessly, "It's important that he doesn't. What's important is that His Majesty no longer trusts the Crown Prince."
The Emperor of a country had a stroke and was paralyzed in bed. It was a huge blow. Who knew that outside the palace, there were rumors that the Crown Prince was benevolent and virtuous, and that even His Majesty was not as good as him. When these rumors reached His Majesty's ears, they became a thorn in His Majesty's heart. Before this thorn could be pulled out, there were rumors that the Crown Prince had a private meeting with the concubines in the harem. How could Emperor Yunqing tolerate this?
A man's status, reputation, and self-esteem had all been taken away by one person. How could Emperor Yunqing, who was in pain and suffering, calm down?
Emperor Yunqing didn't even think about whether or not the Crown Prince was schemed against. He only thought about how his dignity as an Emperor had been challenged.
And him and Yao Peiji were just an excuse for His Majesty to vent his anger and shame. They were a fig leaf that covered his face. Although the secret meeting between the Crown Prince and the concubines wouldn't spread out of the palace, the choice of regent would definitely be changed.
"If the Second Prince regents, will it affect you?" Ban Han remembered that the Second Prince and Rong Xia didn't seem to get along very well.
Was it because a love rival saw a love rival and was exceptionally jealous?
The Second Prince liked the Shi Feixian, and the Shi Feixian liked Rong Xia. Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was the winner in the end because she was Rong Xia's fiancée.
Probably … that was it?
"Even if the Second Prince didn't regent, I still wouldn't be able to attend court in my current state," Rong Xia smiled faintly, "I'm sick and can only rest. I don't have the ability to attend court even if I want to."
Ban Han saw him like this and thought that he was sad, so he comforted him, "Don't take these things to heart. Some people in the capital don't like to be idle. If they say anything unpleasant, you don't have to take it to heart. Nothing is more important than your own health. The most important thing for you right now is to rest well."
"I'm not sad." Rong Xia's smile didn't disappear, "Riches and honor are like smoke. You can't grasp them or touch them, so I don't care about the present."
"It's good that you can think this way."
Ban Han sighed in relief.
A gentleman was a gentleman. He viewed riches and honor as dirt. Unlike her. Whenever she thought about losing her title in four years, she felt so sad that she couldn't breathe.
She had to admit that there was a huge difference in temperament between people.
"It's a pity that I originally planned to fly kites with you during my break," Rong Xia looked at the sunlight outside the door, "When I recover, the weather in the capital will become unbearably hot. It won't be appropriate to fly kites then."
"It's fine. It's the same if you wait until autumn," Ban Han comforted, "There will be kites every year. This is a small matter."
The corners of Rong Xia's mouth curved up like the sun in early spring. It was warm but not hot.
Ban Han's words of comfort to Rong Xia were not wrong. The day after Rong Xia was beaten, the Crown Prince fell ill. The Imperial Court was managed by the Second Prince. The Second Prince didn't even try to persuade Rong Xia and Yao Peiji to stay and recuperate. The Second Prince didn't even try to persuade them to stay and directly approved.
When people saw the situation in the Imperial Court, they felt that Rong Xia must have been disliked by the Emperor. Otherwise, why would the Second Prince directly allow Rong Xia to recuperate at home without even trying to persuade him to stay? He also found some substitute ministers in the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue to temporarily replace Rong Xia and Yao Peiji's positions.
More importantly, it was a temporary replacement. After a while, who knew if it was a temporary replacement or a real replacement?
Some people who had a good relationship with Rong Xia on the surface began to distance themselves from him. After Rong Xia was injured, these people never visited him.
After this incident, the Ban Family once again became the laughingstock of the capital. There were all kinds of rumors outside. They thought that they had found a good son-in-law. Who knew that this son-in-law would lose his power and even lose his position as a minister. There were many people with titles in the Imperial Court. They didn't have a real job and were just nobles. In this capital, they weren't considered important. They said that extreme joy begets sorrow. Let's see if they can still be arrogant.
Even some women who once said that they liked Rong Xia didn't mention Rong Xia anymore. Although good-looking men were important, status was even more important. Who wouldn't want to live with their own glory and wealth?
Even without Rong Xia, there were still Li Xia, Zhang Xia, and Wang Xia. As long as they were rich, they didn't have to worry about these things.
Everyone was waiting to see the Emperor's attitude. They didn't dare to rashly approach Rong Xia.
At this time, only the Ban Family wasn't afraid. They carried a bold and foolish heart and often sent gifts to Cheng Anbo's residence.
Everyone thought that the Ban Family was courting disaster. It wasn't until half a month later that the Imperial Palace sent an imperial decree to summon the Ban Family. Moreover, Princess Fule's name was listed in the imperial decree. She was the focus of the invitation.
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