roccoschili Chapter 476 Asking the Imperial Tutor to Instruct the Wise Prince
Chapter 476 Asking the Imperial Tutor to Instruct the Wise Prince
The Imperial Tutor replied without hesitation, "There is no chance of victory."
The Northern Qi emperor's hopes were dashed, and he was filled with disappointment.
The Great Zhou was always a threat; only by incorporating the Great Zhou's territory into the Northern Qi's territory could he rest easy.
He wanted to kill Zhao Yi, so he did.
They would never be so hesitant and indecisive as they are now.
Undeterred, the Northern Qi emperor pressed on, "Even if it's you?"
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the rules that the Imperial Tutor had once set.
It will not participate in the war between the two countries.
“Even I am.” The Imperial Tutor seemed to have forgotten, and instead of reminding the Emperor of Northern Qi, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth, and coughed a few times: “My illness came on fiercely. In the past, a few doses of the herbal medicine prescribed by Master Xuqing would have cured me completely. But now, after taking the herbal medicine for more than ten days, I have not recovered.”
This means that his health is not as good as before, and he no longer has the energy to fight against the Great Zhou.
The Northern Qi emperor was convinced: "How could he be so ill?" He dared not be negligent and ordered a palace maid: "Summon the imperial physician immediately."
The palace maid hurriedly left and invited Physician Fang over.
Before Physician Fang could even pay his respects, the Emperor of Northern Qi hurriedly said, "The Imperial Tutor is ill; please examine him."
Physician Fang accepted the order: "Yes."
Inside the hall is a long couch made of rosewood with carved ruyi patterns, where one can recline or lie down.
The Imperial Tutor sat casually on the couch.
On the couch was a smooth, polished, gold-inlaid and silver-plated curved table.
Physician Fang put down his medicine box, took out a pulse pillow, and placed it on the curved table.
The Imperial Tutor stretched out his hand.
Physician Fang took the Emperor's pulse, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Upon seeing this, the Emperor of Northern Qi frowned, worried that his imperial tutor had contracted an incurable disease.
Today, he summoned the Imperial Tutor to the palace not only to ask for advice on how to deal with Zhao Yi, but also to ask the Imperial Tutor to teach the wise prince the art of rulership.
Even if the wise king doesn't possess great wisdom, under the guidance of the imperial tutor, he will surely become a qualified emperor.
Physician Fang withdrew his hand and asked about the prescription for the Imperial Tutor: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Tutor has caught a cold. The illness came on suddenly, and he was able to get better after taking two strong doses of medicine. However, the Imperial Tutor has been overworked and his internal organs are depleted. He has not taken good care of himself in his daily life, and his body cannot withstand strong medicine. The dosage of the decoction has been reduced by half, which is why he has not been able to get better for a long time."
The Northern Qi emperor asked, "How can it be treated?"
"Your Majesty, I will first prescribe some herbal medicine for the Imperial Tutor to help him recover. If his condition improves, I will prescribe another medicine." Imperial Physician Fang wrote down a prescription and handed it to the Emperor of Northern Qi, instructing him, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Tutor must rest and recuperate. He must not overexert himself, otherwise his illness will worsen and he may develop a serious lung disease, in which case the medicine will be ineffective."
The Northern Qi emperor glanced at the prescription and gestured for Physician Fang to go to the pharmacy to prepare the medicine.
In just the short time it took to take his pulse, the Imperial Tutor coughed several times.
He was indeed very ill.
"You have shared my burdens and worked tirelessly day and night to manage state affairs. Sometimes you are so busy that you forget to eat, which is why you have worn yourself out." The Emperor of Northern Qi personally poured a cup of warm water for the Imperial Tutor and sighed, "I originally intended for you to teach the wise prince, but now your body can't take it anymore. I can only wait until you recover before we can talk about it again."
"I don't know when my illness will be cured," the Imperial Tutor suggested. "Your Majesty is well-versed in the art of governing the country. Why not personally instruct the wise prince?"
Although the Northern Qi emperor believed himself to be a man of great vision and skilled in governing the country, the fact that these words came from the mouth of his imperial tutor was enough to demonstrate his ability to govern the country.
Even without the assistance of the imperial tutor, he was still an outstanding emperor.
The Emperor of Northern Qi was in high spirits and decided to personally instruct the wise prince.
He was about to discuss with the Imperial Tutor whether to first teach the wise king how to govern officials or how to strengthen the country and control the people, when he saw the Imperial Tutor looking tired, supporting his forehead with one hand, and forcing himself to deal with him.
The Northern Qi emperor could not ask any more questions: "You do not need to worry about state affairs during this period. Just stay at home and recuperate."
The Imperial Tutor kowtowed in gratitude for the Emperor's kindness: "Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty."
The Northern Qi emperor ordered Eunuch Liu to escort the imperial tutor back to his residence.
The Imperial Tutor took his leave and walked out of the main hall.
Zhao Yi heard the noise again, looked up and saw the Imperial Tutor standing at the entrance of the main hall, his face pale.
Is the Imperial Tutor ill?
Zhao Yi thought of Physician Fang who had just left and couldn't help but wonder if the Imperial Tutor was really sick, or if the current situation required him to be sick.