Quick wear: a good pregnancy, the treasure in the palm of an emperor's hand

"Go down!" Xie Yanci nodded expressionlessly, then waved his hand casually.

Upon seeing this, the three imperial doctors left in a hurry as if they had been pardoned, not even daring to look back.

After their figures completely disappeared from sight, Xie Yanci slowly walked into the side hall.

As soon as you step into the hall, a strong and unpleasant smell hits your nose, making you want to vomit.

The Queen was sitting beside Prince Rong's bed. Her eyes were bloodshot and looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

When she saw Xie Yanci, she suddenly went crazy, stood up abruptly, and rushed towards him, screaming:

"Xie Yanci, did you do this? Did you castrate my son and make him a eunuch in order to avenge me? Tell me, tell me! Xie Yanci! Tell me! Was it you?"

Her voice was sharp and shrill, echoing in the empty side hall, making people feel creepy.

Faced with such crazy questioning from the Queen, Xie Yanci appeared unusually calm.

He just glanced at her indifferently, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, as if he was looking at a clown.

"If I wanted to take revenge on you, I would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile, "Look at you now, you no longer look like the mother of a country, you are simply a complete lunatic."

As he spoke, he deliberately looked the queen up and down, then shook his head and continued, "I wonder if His Majesty would consider deposing you if he saw your behavior. After all, your position as queen was not easy to come by."

He just wanted to mock the queen, ridicule her, despise her, and make her even more devastated.

Hearing those sarcastic words, the queen quickly touched her head and found that the cloth covering her head was gone.

"Ah..." Thinking that she would appear in front of Xie Yanci in such a state, she was so angry that she fainted.

Xing Luo and Nanny quickly reached out to hold her to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Seeing the arrival of the head doctor Jiang, Xie Yanci glanced at the queen's confidants and ordered, "Hurry up and help the queen to rest. Don't disturb the doctor who is treating Prince Rong."

"Yes, Lord Governor." Nanny and Xing Luo worked together to help the queen to the main hall.

They knew that the queen was completely irrational at the moment, and staying in the side hall would only affect the imperial physician's treatment of Prince Rong, so they followed Xie Yanci's arrangement.

After Doctor Jiang learned about Prince Rong's condition, he gently lifted the quilt covering Prince Rong.

Looking at his injuries, Doctor Jiang swallowed unconsciously and clamped his legs together.

There is really no room for maneuver. From now on, I will have to squat like a woman to pee.

Xie Yanci naturally also saw the condition of Prince Rong's lower abdomen.

Seeing that the knife wound was neat and tidy, and although it was a new wound, there was no bleeding or festering, and the wound was not ugly after it healed and scabbed, he still felt a little unbalanced.

These eunuchs had no one to treat them when they were castrated, so they just randomly used some low-quality medicine on them and tried to stand on.

If you survive, you live; if you can’t, you die.

He still remembers his situation at that time. He was a good man, but when he woke up, he became a eunuch.

The wound was extremely painful, and applying medicine was of little use. The wound kept festering and oozing pus. If it weren't for the hatred in his heart, he didn't know if he could have survived.

The wound was now extremely ugly, and the most shameful thing was that even though he had martial arts skills and was extremely restrained, he would still leak urine uncontrollably when he was emotionally agitated or used violence.

In order to get rid of the disgusting smell on his body, all his clothes had to be fumigated with the finest spices.

A thick piece of cloth was also placed under the body to prevent the pants from getting wet when urinating, which would embarrass the public.

When he thought of the past, a dark light flashed across his eyes.

He would tear those who hurt him into pieces and dismember them to relieve the hatred in his heart.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the court.

The emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, but he was extremely anxious.

His expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the ministers below.

After a moment, the emperor winked at Eunuch Liu who was standing beside him.

Eunuch Liu understood, nodded slightly, stood up straight, cleared his throat, and then shouted in his shrill voice: "If you have a petition, please submit. If you don't, please leave!"

Before he finished speaking, a minister stood up.

Holding the memorial in his hand, he said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I have just received a report that a severe drought has occurred in Yunzhou, and the crops have failed. The people are living in misery. If we don't send people to provide disaster relief quickly, I'm afraid the people will be displaced!"

When the emperor heard this, his brows slightly frowned. Yunzhou was far away from the capital, and the memorial had arrived in the capital at this time. The drought situation must have reached a point where it could not be delayed.

So he immediately ordered Eunuch Liu, "Submit the memorial."

Eunuch Liu did not dare to delay, and hurried down the steps, took the memorial from the minister, and carefully presented it to the emperor.

The emperor took the memorial, quickly opened it, took only a glance, and then closed it.

His expression became more serious, and he scanned the court officials below with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "My dear ministers, do you have any suitable people to send to Yunzhou to provide disaster relief?"

The Minister of Finance stood up with a solemn expression and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I dare to say that although the national treasury is not in deficit, it is not abundant either.

The selection of people to be sent to Yunzhou for disaster relief must be carefully considered, otherwise the slightest mistake will only backfire and the result will be counterproductive. "

The emperor nodded slightly. He knew the Minister of Revenue's concerns, as he was the same.

Originally, those people in the court with ulterior motives were eager to try, planning how to take on the task of disaster relief themselves in order to gain personal benefits from it.

They were even ready to recommend themselves, but at this critical moment, the words of the Minister of Revenue were like a bucket of cold water, ruthlessly extinguishing their ambitions.

In an instant, the boiling blood in these people's hearts seemed to be extinguished by a force, making them speechless and silent.

The Minister of Revenue has already made it clear that whoever takes this job will have to work with his head on the line. If there is even the slightest mistake, the outcome will be beheading.

Only a fool would take on this risky job with no benefits.