Chapter 430

Wind Che chessboard pieces slowly one by one in the chess box, "Xi'er chess is very good."

"She?"

Marquis Qin doesn't believe it. It's not that he looks down on Xia Xi, but that he knows that Xia Xi grew up in a merchant's home. How could he have such good chess skills?

"Playing chess with her, if it wasn't for her, I would never win."

Marquis Qin felt that he had been severely hit. His lips opened and closed several times before he made a voice, "I don't believe it!"

Feng Che put the last piece in place and clapped his hands, "you can try."

Naturally, marquis Qin didn't agree. After dinner, he went to Xia Xi to play chess. In front of Feng Che and Feng Qin, Xia Xi didn't show him any mercy. Every game was not much, only a little effort. So he won three games in a row.

Marquis Qin's face turned blue.

Feng Qin smiles and shakes his head, pulls him back to the room, "well, it's late, let che'er rest early."

Marquis Qin took away the chessboard and pieces, went back to the yard and put them down. He waved his hand to let Fengqin and Ke'er go back to bed. He sat in the flower hall and played the chess game again. He recalled the way Xia Xi played chess step by step.

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In the morning of the second day, someone sent a post to visit.

According to Feng Che's orders, Fu Bo refused all of them.

"Mr. Wang is not well enough to see guests. Please come back."

At the end of Chen Dynasty, Duke Zhang came to the door with his will, "Lord Zhan, the emperor declares you to enter the palace."

Feng Che changed his court clothes, got on the carriage and went to the palace.

Along the way, from time to time, there was a cough. Father-in-law Zhang was worried that there might be an accident in Fengche.

After getting to the palace gate, Feng Che got out of the carriage and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing.

Mr. Zhang hurried over and said, "are you OK, Mr. Wang?"

Feng Che stopped coughing, his face turned red, and waved his hand, "nothing, let's go, don't let the emperor wait too long."

Finish saying, lift a foot, just walked two steps, it is a burst of tearing heart crack lung cough voice again.

Duke Zhang was startled, and quickly ordered the eunuch to carry a soft sedan chair. "Lord Zhan, please get on the sedan chair and let the slaves carry you."

Wind Che up, the little eunuch raised the sedan chair, toward the imperial study.

Mr. Zhang shook his head, thinking how tough the war lord was at the beginning. He could not pick more than ten generals by himself, but now he has become a sick man. He can't breathe all the way. His body, let alone leading a war, is hard to get out of the door.

The imperial study was silent.

The emperor took a memorial in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Uncontrollable cough from far to near.

The emperor did not seem to hear, still looking at the hands of the memorial.

Zhang Gonggong bowed in and reported, "emperor, the Lord of war is here."

"Let him in."

Zhang Gonggong retreated, and Fengche came in. "I'll see you... Keke... The Emperor... Keke."

The emperor quickly put down the memorial in his hand and said, "come on, give me a seat."

"Thank you, Emperor... Cough cough cough."

The emperor's eyes fell quietly on his red face, "Feng Aiqing, your body..."

"I don't have any problems with my body... Cough..."

The emperor's concern, "I don't look like it. Why don't you ask the imperial doctor to come and have a look?"

"Thank you, Emperor."

"Zhang De, send a message to the Tai hospital."

Zhang Gonggong was ordered to go, but after a while, the head of the Tai hospital came over with a medicine box full of sweat, entered the door and saluted the emperor first.

"No, please show it to Lord Zhan."

The head of the hospital put down the medicine box, knelt down in front of Fengche with one leg, took out the pulse pillow, put it on Fengche's leg, and motioned his hand out.

Fengche did it.

The head of the hospital felt his pulse.

The needle can be heard in the imperial study.

The emperor's eyes do not leave the wind Che, see him try to resist coughing, the face rises very red, the corner of the mouth pulls out a radian.

He didn't believe it. After so long, Fengche still didn't get better. He just didn't want to go back to Beijing.

The head of the hospital was very careful and had a lot of Kung Fu. After the diagnosis, he turned back and knelt down to reply, "tell the emperor, Prince Zhan is suffering from severe losses. He still needs to take good care of himself."

The radian of the emperor's mouth was gone, and his face sank slightly. "How long do you need to keep it?"

"This..."

The head of the hospital didn't dare to say how long it would be, but he was careless, "maybe one year, maybe two years."

The emperor was slightly angry, "what do you eat in the hospital? I asked you to take care of the body for Prince Zhan. Is that how you take care of it? It's going to take another year or two. I don't think you want it anymore? "

The head of the hospital was so scared that he fell on the ground, his voice trembled, "the emperor calmed down, and the prince Zhan had been in great loss for a long time. In addition, he had been poisoned, so it's not easy to recuperate. He can only take his time."

"Get out of here!"

There was a medicine box at the head of the hospital, and he backed down on his stomach.

"Cough..."

Wind Che can't help coughing out any more. Although he is holding a handkerchief, the emperor subconsciously moves his body back. "How can he suddenly return to Beijing when his body is so bad?"

Wind Che stopped coughing, knelt down, "I want to ask for a marriage edict."

Thinking of Xia Xi's disrespect to him, the emperor's eyes narrowed, "Feng Aiqing, you should take good care of your body first. As for the marriage, wait until you take good care of your body first."

"Kechen's body..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the emperor, "well, you go back first. I'll order someone to send you some excellent medicinal materials in a moment."

"The Emperor..."

Feng Che also said that the emperor had picked up the memorial.

Helpless, wind Che can only come out.

Zhang Gonggong immediately came up, made a gesture of virtual support, and sent the man to the sedan chair. Seeing that Feng Che got on the sedan chair, he was relieved and told the little eunuch, "be careful. If you bump into Prince Zhan, I'll take your skin off."

The eunuchs answered with fear, and the sedan chair was carried steadily, all the way to the palace gate.

Feng an and Feng Zhong wait at the gate of the palace to see feng Che get out of the sedan chair and immediately drive the carriage forward.

Wind Che covered his mouth and coughed a few times before he got on the carriage slowly. His voice was a little hoarse, "back to the house."

When the carriage goes away, Fengche takes back his handkerchief and regains his cool color. The emperor summons him. To his expectation, Xia Xi has already prepared the medicine for him and let him drink it early in the morning. This makes him feel weak now. His proposal for marriage is rejected, which is also expected. He is afraid that the emperor will not only hate Xi'er's disrespect for him in Pingyang County, I still hate that Qing'er didn't succeed.

Marquis Qin has been waiting in the house, listening to him come back, "he called you what?"

"If there's anything else, just explore the body."

"You didn't show it, did you?"

After asking, he felt that he was asking too much. If he showed up, Fengche could still sit here. He had already cheated you and was sent to prison.

"No compensation?"

Sit down on one side of the chair and ask with a smile.