Chapter 221： Fu Sigong's favorite concubine had a difficult delivery

Chapter 221 Fu Sigong's favorite concubine has dystocia

It was agreed that three rounds would determine the outcome, and the two men looked at the little attendant at the same time, and chose to give up with a tacit understanding.

The hole cards have been played, and the bottom line is clear. If it goes on, it will be nothing more than a bargain.

"After this peace talks, Mr. Zhe Yu is afraid that he will spread his wings, and Qingyun will rise straight up. You are young and promising, and you can be congratulated." Pei Yuanxian said with a smile in a quack style.

Zhe Yu looked at the people around him, and then at the clouds in the sky, "It's just a matter of convenience for me, but I'm quite proud to think that someone can bring the business to the Song Kingdom."

Baicaoshi glanced at Zhe Yu from the corner of her eye. The person she chose had obviously done an earth-shattering event, but he was calm and downplaying it. He must be the kind that Senior Versailles was talking about.

But she is still happy from the bottom of her heart. He cares about her career and is willing to open a way for it. This is something that many people cannot do, which is great.

Pei Yuanxian twirled his fingers again, and saw the ordinary face of the little attendant, but a pair of eyes were like mist, hazy, making it hard to see clearly, but the desire for possession was even stronger. "You little servant, you are good at cooking tea. I'll exchange it with a thousand pieces of gold, what do you think?"

Baicaoshi was very surprised, it turned out that she was worth so much money. If she sneaks back in the future, will she count or not?

Zhe Yu directly pulled her behind him, holding her cold little hand with his hands behind his back, "Her, don't say she won't change for a thousand dollars, even if you add five treaty ports."

Baicaoshi looked up at Zheyu, probably the domineering presidents of all ages are the same, her Zheyu is so domineering, but she likes it very much.

**

The three of them got off Shiping, and the envoys from the two countries came up to them, and they couldn't help asking about the actual situation of the negotiations.

"Mr. Zhe Yu, how about it?" Yi Zhaoxian understood that the chess game was extremely dangerous, and at the end, he was even full of demons, so that he couldn't judge the final result.

Zhe Yu handed him the draft agreement, "The regent will accept all the orders, and add two more cities as the ports of exchange. The details need to be discussed and perfected by the envoys of both parties."

There is no compensation for the cession of land, but Yi Zhaoxian has seen those terms before, and they are all beneficial to Dayan. Now that two more ports of exchange have been added, this is definitely a diplomatic victory for Dayan.

"Young Master Zheyu, you have made a great contribution. Please come to the palace with me to face the saint." Yi Zhaoxian was overjoyed and wanted to go to the palace.

Zhe Yu looked at the little attendant, and said to him via voice transmission: "Go back to the west chamber and wait for me."

Left and right are done, Baicaoshi just wants to go back to catch up on sleep, but Zheyu still has to work hard. "Then you go early and come back early."

She went straight down the hill, carrying her little teapot.

Pei Yuanxian only explained a few words to the team of envoys, and then he also went to the meditation room.

**

In the Tianyuan Hall, a team of envoys were waiting for Emperor Yanwu, and Dou An poured tea for these ministers who had made great contributions.

Emperor Yanwu, he took Fu Sheng to Fusi Palace.

Concubine Si is about to give birth, and the imperial physicians are on standby, but the result given by the chief court judge Wen Sidao is that Concubine Si is having a difficult labor, I'm afraid...

"It's more bad than good," he dared not say, but he had already made a conclusion in his heart.

"Try harder, my lady, and try harder."

"For the sake of the little prince, you must persevere, empress."

Luan Si's wailing came from Fusi Palace, her voice was exhausted, and the imperial physician and midwife called for it, but it had no effect.

Emperor Yanwu walked up and down in the inner hall in front of the Fusi Palace, praying to the sky, "Whether the little prince or the little princess is born safely, I will pardon the world and bless all people so that the prince is safe."

Looking at those imperial physicians again, they became even more furious. "As for you, I usually pamper you and provide for you. Is there someone who can help you at critical moments? There is a difference between Concubine Si and the prince, and you all come to see me."

The imperial physicians trembled and turned into shrunken quails.

"Your Majesty, if it's not a minister who is not good at learning and doesn't do anything, the mother's fetal position is not correct. If this continues, I'm afraid..." An imperial doctor kowtowed and said with tears.

"What are you afraid of?" Emperor Yanwu frowned, "Come here, pull this deceitful person out and behead him."

The furious Emperor Yanwu began to kill.

**

In Tianyuan Hall, this wait is two hours.

It's not good for everyone to wait, and it's not good to not wait, it's like sitting on pins and needles.

The hot-tempered principal of Ganming Academy, Yi Zhaoxian, drank two pots of tea and said to Dou An: "Eunuch Dou, my stomach is growling, do you have anything to eat?"

Zhe Yu walked to the eaves of Tianyuan Hall, watching the sun sinking gradually. His poetry, I'm afraid that the food will be reheated and reheated.

He suddenly missed Wanzhou, Changgou Town, and Baishui Village.

At this time, two more imperial physicians passed by, and one of them, Zhe Yu, knew him. It was Ling Chu who had treated Zhe Yu a few days ago.

Ling Chu carried the medicine box on his back, came to Zhe Yu with a sad face, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhe Yu, is your injury better?"

In Zhe Yu's view, although Ling Chu's medical skills are mediocre, his medical ethics are not bad. He nodded, "It's better."

Ling Chu smiled wryly, "Young Master Zhe Yu, can you let me feel the pulse. This may be the last time I feel the pulse of someone else."

Zhe Yu didn't want to expose Shi Shi's astonishing medical skills, but it was hard for him to refuse Ling Chu's request now.

And when Ling Chu cut the pulse, his eyes turned into copper bells, and he was speechless for a long time in shock. Such a serious injury is almost healed, a miracle!

"How… how is it possible? No no no, I mean, how?"

Immediately, the light of hope burst out in Ling Chudi's eyes. If someone is so skilled in medicine, is there a way to deal with women's dystocia?

Oruha didn't answer directly. He only replied, "Maybe God has the virtue of being good at life."

At this moment, another imperial doctor called Ling Chu. "Your Majesty summoned, don't hurry up, do you think the head on your neck is too heavy?"

**

Fu Sigong, the prince is still there.

The midwife knelt in front of Emperor Yanwu, her legs were as heavy as lead, and her body was like chaff. "Your Majesty, the empress has no strength."

The child was not born and the mother was weak, which meant the worst news.

Emperor Yanwu kicked over, and the midwife covered her chest and cried loudly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"Concubine Shu is here!"

Concubine Shu's surname is Cui, and she is of the Qinghe Cui family line. She is the birth mother of King Ming. At the moment, she is wearing exquisite makeup and carrying a carved food box, and she came with Ying Zheming.

"The concubine has seen His Majesty."

"I have seen my father."

Emperor Yan Wu was too lazy to speak, and waved his hand to signal his body.

Concubine Cui Shu blessed her body, and raised the food box above her head, "Your Majesty, the little prince is important, and your body is equally important. Your safety is related to the well-being of tens of millions of people. Therefore, I am willing to ask Your Majesty to take care of you for the sake of all people in the world." Dragon body, let's have a bite."

Emperor Yan Wu couldn't be in the mood to eat, he sighed, "Concubine Shu has a heart."

Turning to the imperial physician, he changed his face again, "You bastards, do you have any treatment plan? What use is it for me to support you?"

Among the kneeling imperial physicians, one prostrated forward, "Your Majesty, I heard... I heard that there are holy hands among the people who can... cut open the abdomen of a parturient woman and take out a baby..."

Emperor Yanwu kicked over again, and today he used practical actions to explain what a big pig's hoof is. "Is that so, will Concubine Si survive? If something happens to Concubine Si, you will all be buried with her."

During the next waiting process, several more concubines came, including the birth mother of King Li, Yu Guifei, the birth mother of King Qi, Wang Meiren, and the birth mother of the eleventh prince, Concubine Ji.

As for their purpose, Emperor Yanwu knew it well.

At this moment, the eldest princess Ying Zhezhe supported the Queen Mother.

Both Emperor Yanwu and the officials kowtowed to the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager leaned on a crested cane and tapped the ground, "Emperor, Ai's family heard that Concubine Si was having a difficult labor, and none of the imperial doctors were helpful. If that's the case, then call all the doctors and doctors in Yanjing to discuss it together. A countermeasure is better than such a headless chicken.”

Emperor Yanwu also felt that he was confused, why didn't he think of this strategy.

He sent an order to the Imperial Forest Army to bring all the doctors from all the medical centers and pharmacies in the eastern and western cities to see who could cure Concubine Si.

That night, the Royal Forest Army dispatched quickly, and the torches illuminated the two cities brightly. The last group of doctors were brought into Fusi Palace like grasshoppers strung together on a rope.

This process took another two hours.

"You guys, is there any way to make Concubine Si give birth to the emperor's son safely?"

(end of this chapter)