Capital.

When I received the news from Mingzhu, it was already night.

Since the invasion of the Qi Barbarians, intelligence investigations against the Qi Barbarians have always been the top priority in Zhang Bangli's work.

This time the same was true. The information was handed over to Zhang Bangli as soon as it came.

After careful reading, Zhang Bangli did not care too much. The news about the Ming Prince's Mansion and Qi Man's fight almost every once in a while, and it was no longer surprising, so he just wrote a pen and replied: "Know, deal with it properly!"

After replying, he began to flip through other information sent back from various places. After reading it one by one, Zhang Bangli frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Is there still no whereabouts of the Ming King?"

"No, we have arranged a large number of mandatory monitoring along the way. So far, there have been no traces of Your Highness and his group." The subordinate shook his head and said.

"If you send more personnel, you must find your whereabouts as soon as possible." Zhang Bangli said in a deep voice.

"Sir, according to time, Your Highness should be in Yuezhou tomorrow at the latest. It is no longer of great significance to continue to send more personnel to set up controls. It is better to wait for Your Highness directly in Yuezhou." The subordinate said.

"Your Majesty is in a very urgent situation this time. You may want to summon King Ming back at any time. We must grasp the whereabouts of King Ming in advance. We would rather sit as soon as possible as I said, and we must find King Ming as soon as possible." Zhang Bangli was silent for a while after hearing this, but finally shook his head and ordered directly.

"Yes!" The subordinates received the order.

Zhang Bangli didn't say anything more, and went out directly and headed towards His Majesty's bedroom.

When he passed by the imperial study room, he turned his head and looked at it, and the light inside turned off, and a worry flashed through Zhang Bangli's eyes.

Not far from the Imperial Study Room is the Qianyuan Palace where Dingwu lives.

There was a light inside. After Zhang Bangli invited him to see him, a short while, an eunuch came to invite him: "Mr. Zhang, Your Majesty summons you in."

"Have your majesty been better?" Zhang Bangli nodded, followed the eunuch and asked softly.

"I just took the medicine, it will be fine." The eunuch whispered, and then said nothing more, and quickly walked forward to lead the way.

"Why haven't you seen General Manager Liu these two days?" Zhang Bangli saw his reply so vaguely, his brows moved slightly, and asked again.

"Mr. Liu accidentally got infected with the wind evil and took his leave!" the eunuch replied.

Zhang Bangli nodded and asked no more questions.

When he walked into Dingwu's bedroom, Zhang Bangli immediately smelled a faint fragrance of medicine. He looked up slightly towards the dragon bed. He saw Dingwu wearing a single dress and not getting up. He lay half on the bed with his eyes slightly closed.

On the right side not far from the dragon bed, the Master Zhenren also appeared and sat quietly on a cushion.

"I am paying homage to Your Majesty!" Zhang Bangli walked forward and bowed.

Dingwu heard the sound and then opened his eyes to look at him, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Forgive!"

After saying that, he said to the eunuch at the door: "Give it a seat!"

The eunuch immediately turned around and lifted a low stool toward this side.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Bangli thanked him, sat down, and bowed to the real person again.

The real person didn't say anything, just opened his eyes and nodded at Zhang Bangli, then withdrew his gaze.

"Have Your Majesty been better today?" Zhang Bangli said worriedly as he looked at Dingwu's pale face and his eyes were red.

Dingwu waved his hand only, without answering, leaned half on the head of the bed, and asked softly: "Tell me something!"

"Yes!" Zhang Bangli wanted to ask a few more questions, but he could not speak even if he saw His Majesty like this.

I had to report some of the information I received today to Emperor Dingwu.

These included the Taoist sect mobilizing personnel to travel south, as well as the deployment of defense along the way to find the traces of the Ming King.

Dingwu just lay at the head of the bed and listened quietly, never speaking.

Until he finished speaking, Dingwu didn't open his eyes. He just said softly after he finished speaking: "I understand, you can handle these things."

Seeing that Emperor Dingwu looked sick, Zhang Bangli did not dare to disturb him. He wanted to get up and say goodbye, but he couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Your Highness, is a good medical skill, so it's better to summon King Ming back to Beijing..."

As soon as he said this, Dingwu suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at him.

On the other hand, the real person slowly opened his eyes, first glanced at Zhang Bangli, then Dingwu, and finally his eyes fell down.

Zhang Bangli was shocked by Dingwu's sudden reaction and quickly lowered his head, not daring to say anything else.

"King Ming..." The room was quiet for a while before he heard Dingwu's voice slowly ringing, but he only said these two words and paused again.

Finally, Zhang Bangli, who had not been waiting for the movement for a long time, couldn't help but look up at Dingwu, but saw that Dingwu had closed his eyes again.

Zhang Bangli's lips moved, as if he wanted to continue saying something, but he didn't make a sound. He bowed and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, suddenly, Dingwu's voice sounded: "Bangli, what do you think of King Ming?"

"Huh?" Zhang Bangli paused, looked up, and said in surprise: "I don't know what Your Majesty means..."

Dingwu seemed to think about it and then said, "Medical skills, many people say that his medical skills are the best in the present. Even if my Imperial Hospital is in front of him, he can only accept the disadvantage."

Zhang Bangli did not answer immediately. He had a keen intuition. What His Majesty asked just now might not be just medical skills.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think too much. Seeing that His Majesty seemed to finally let go and wanted to find the Ming King, he was happy and quickly replied: "Your Majesty, I have reviewed Your Highness for practicing medicine in Mingzhu for several years. No matter how difficult the disease has happened, your Highness has never failed once. I just said that after Your Highness returned to the capital, he took action several times, and was unable to do so every time. First, he rescued Lu Xunyi, who was seriously injured and dying, and then cured the Empress's leg disease for many years, and then Chu Zhenping, the patrol department. These times, there were cases of the imperial physician's intervention and returning without success. According to my ministers, His Highness's reputation in medical affairs is definitely worthy of his reputation."

After hearing this, Dingwu didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he just raised his hand gently: "I'm tired, you go back first!"

Zhang Bangli raised his head and moved his lips, but he finally said nothing and left the hall.

After he left, in the bedroom, the eunuch stepped forward to help Dingwu lie down, but Dingwu waved his hand: "You guys retreat!"

"yes!"

Several eunuchs immediately withdrew from the hall when they heard the sound.

There were only Dingwu and Zhenren in the bedroom, and it was very quiet.

I don’t know how long it took, but Dingwu was half lying there, suddenly his chest was undulating and he wrote it down, then he leaned down and coughed violently.

The real person's figure disappeared on the cushion in a blink of an eye and appeared directly beside him. He raised his hand to relieve his anger, but Dingwu suddenly raised his arm and blocked the real person.

The real person paused and stared at Dingwu's raised hand. A few drops of dazzling bright red were dyed in the center of his pale palm.

Dingwu was still coughing, and the real man's eyes moved from his palm to the bright yellow brocade quilt covered on his legs. Some blood dots or bloodshots appeared on the brocade quilt, which was shocking to see.

After a while, Dingwu finally stopped coughing, slowly stood up, leaned against the head of the bed again, but his eyes slightly swept, just seeing the blood on the brocade quilt.

He paused slightly, then slowly raised his hand, staring at the few drops of blood on the back of his hand.

The real person stood aside and looked at his pale face and his slow expression. A sad look slowly slipped through his eyes and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't get angry anymore!"

When Dingwu heard this, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the real person. After a moment of silence, his expression finally returned to calm.

He reached out and grabbed the bright yellow Jin quilt and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. Without even looking at it, he lifted the Jin quilt and sat up from the bed.

The real person raised his hand and wanted to help him, but seeing Dingwu's indescribable eyes at this moment, he finally didn't help him. He let him get off the bed with difficulty and sat on the edge of the bed.

The real person slowly took two steps and stood on the side of Dingwu.

Dingwu supported the edge of the bed with both hands, staring at the slowly rising fragrance in the middle of the bedroom, and after a long time, he spoke: "Go and find the inner guards of the Ming King, all of them will be withdrawn!"

When the real person heard this, he faintly said without a reply, but slowly said: "The old Taoist can go there in person and will definitely invite the King of Ming to come back to Beijing to see you."

Dingwu slowly turned his head and looked at the real person. A smile suddenly appeared on his pale face: "Director, you think I have reached this point, why do you still hide it from Zhang Bangli and not tell him?"

The real person's eyes flickered and he looked at Dingwu. He really didn't know this. In fact, he had always been surprised that Zhang Bangli was the person he trusted the most. At this time, he should tell him the most.

Dingwu looked away and looked at the rising fragrance again. The pale smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he shook his head gently and said, "Actually, even if I want to hide it, it can't be hidden. Zhang Bangli knows me the best. He is in charge of the Palace Qin and the Spies Office. It is difficult to hide any movements in the palace and outside the palace."

"I have summoned four imperial physicians in the past few days. After that, these four imperial physicians did not leave the palace on the grounds of cooperation to make pills for me. Zhang Bangli then noticed this matter and secretly investigated the whereabouts of these imperial physicians."

"I can't hide it from him when I send my inner guard to pursue King Ming. I let the inner guard go, but I didn't let him cooperate. How could he not be suspicious with his talent?"

"I didn't give him instructions, and he had already begun to look for the whereabouts of the Ming King with all his might..."

Speaking of this, Dingwu seemed a little tired, and his breath became slightly rapid. The real person came forward silently to spread his vitality for him. Dingwu waved his hand and refused. He moved his position on the edge of the bed, leaned back on the head of the bed, and continued: "But even if he had become suspicious, I still want to hide it from him, because once he confirmed my situation, he would definitely put all his hopes on the Ming King, and he would definitely find the Ming King to return to the capital at all costs."

"Did Your Majesty not want to find King Ming back?" The real person was shocked when he heard this. He really didn't expect that Your Majesty would conceal Zhang Bangli, not to be on guard against him, but to not want him to find King Ming.

"The real person is strange. Since he doesn't want to find King Ming, why do he send his inner guard to chase his whereabouts?" Dingwu seemed to know the real person's doubts and asked on his own initiative.

The real person didn't say anything, but his eyes were staring at Dingwu, obviously accusing him.

Dingwu raised his hand and handed the dried but still shocking blood to the real person. His dim eyes suddenly shone with a ray of light: "Because at that time, I was not willing to give up. As Zhang Bangli said, Lao Liu's medical skills are so exquisite that he has cured so many people whom the Imperial Hospital thinks cannot be cured..."

Speaking of this, the light in Dingwu's eyes slowly faded away. He put down his hand and his eyes lowered: "Is it a bit contradictory to what I said? While unwilling to give up, he sent an inner guard to chase him. While concealing Zhang Bangli, he would not let him find King Ming..."

"Your Majesty should have their own considerations!" The real person really felt the contradiction. His Majesty was unwilling to let him understand it. It was human nature, but why did he hide Zhang Bangli and not let him chase him? The real person really didn't know why.

Dingwu paused, as if he was also considering how to express his thoughts. After a while, he finally spoke, but what he said immediately shocked the real person.

Dingwu's voice was extremely low and almost inaudible: "If he was really found back, if he couldn't save me, then I would... kill him!"

The real person's eyes were always peaceful, and with this sentence, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Dingwu didn't look at him, and continued to murmur himself, "What can I do if I don't kill Lao Liu? He has no foundation in the court. Even if I pass the throne to him, he will not be able to sit there. No matter which prince succeeds to the throne, he will regard him as a major concern and will never tolerate him."

"When I am not here, no one can suppress the outbreak of war between them anymore. It would be fine if the new king could quickly take down the Liu Lao, is it possible? Is Liu Lao a person waiting to die? It is impossible. Once they fight, the national dynasty will inevitably be in chaos. The flag barbarians and the warlords are on the side, staring at the national dynasty, ready to swallow it at any time. Can the national dynasty, which has four crises, not withstand this chaos?"

"What can I do? I can only choose to get rid of one party. Since Lao Liu can't take over the throne, I can only help the new king apart."

Speaking of this, Dingwu's voice stopped.

The true man's eyes slowly returned to calm. After a while of silence, he had to admit that from Dingwu's perspective, it was indeed not an unfair worry. He sighed in his heart and said, "What Your Majesty is worried about is all the reason!"

Dingwu shook his head slightly, and another complicated smile appeared on his face: "But if you kill the Ming King, can this dynasty be saved? The boss is more determined than the sky, but he is happy and angry, and his spirit is as small as a needle. How can he take the important task? The third brother has some intelligence, but he only stares at the acre of three-point land under his feet, all of whom are clever and has little vision and cannot be the king."
To be continued...