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Chapter 228 The doctor cuts the belly(2/2)

Your Majesty’s current state is not right, and he has lost his previous stability. Even if Lu Zicai and Xin Kejing fail, they must be awarded a medal, and there can be a more sleek way.

But he couldn't persuade him.

"Pull out my eighteen horse carriage, I will drive to the Imperial Hospital!" Zhu Qiyu stood up and continued, "Take my crown clothes."

"I am not afraid of criticism, but Lu Zicai, Xin Keqing and others are afraid."

"You can kill someone!"

"I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I will not allow the abdomen-drawing technique to sink into the sky!"

"I don't allow the Imperial Hospital to stop placing abdomen, and Qi Sheng Gate will stop there! Even if it is not saved, this plague technique will continue to develop!"

"I have taken this infamy!"

Hu Yi, the Minister of Rites, received news that a total of 18 horses were driving a cart and immediately stood up.

Of course he knew about the recent chaos in the capital.

Before His Majesty was dispatched, he had prepared his words. No matter what His Majesty wants to do, His Majesty cannot be wrong!

If Your Majesty is wrong, their Ministry of Rites will be fully responsible.

He immediately took two ministers from the Ministry of Rites and some bachelors from the Hanlin Academy to head for the Imperial Hospital.

When he arrived, Yu Qian arrived first.

Hu Yi can baptize His Majesty in terms of etiquette, but he is also a saying, and His Majesty needs to support him.

"Yu Shaobao." Hu Yi came in a hurry, frowned. Hu Yi was not Li Binyan, he knew what Yu Qian was doing to support him.

As for the trouble to this point? Even Yu Qian has arrived.

Yu Qian nodded and said, "Shangshu Hu."

Yu Qian knows Your Majesty better than Hu Yi. He knows clearly what Your Majesty is challenging.

That is the Neo-Confucianism and Taoism for hundreds of years, which is a kind of inertia without any thoughts inside and no movement outside, and hundreds of years.

That is a place that Your Majesty cannot touch now. If there is a problem and he is present, he can take responsibility.

Your Majesty’s reputation is unharmed and his achievements are the most important guarantee for Yu Qian to realize his political ideals and propositions for everyone in the world and for his own personal gain.

Yu Qian and others saw the frame of Zhu Qiyu appearing on the street in the heavy snow.

"Your Majesty is here!" Xing'an was the leader in front of him and led a ceremonial guard full of canopies to the gate of the Imperial Hospital.

The Jinyiwei carrying an embroidered spring sword, the eunuch with a waist sword, the big red eunuch clothes, and the eighteen white horses pulled the car parked in front of the Imperial Hospital.

Lu Zhong led the Ten Cavalry of Emperor Tai, and arranged the formation, and Zhu Qiyu slowly walked off the car.

Shi Heng, Yang Jun, Liu An, and Sun Tong, led the elites of the 12th Regiment Battalion, carried muskets on the chariot to press the formation. The bright hook and sickle spear cut through the snowflakes.
Chapter completed!
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