"It is a blessing for us that the Grand Tutor understands us. But we cannot be lazy and neglect the safety of the Grand Tutor." Chen Guanlou stood aside and said softly. Grand Tutor Zhuang smiled, "Why do you want to be a jailer? Doesn't the Marquis' Mansion give you a job?" He asked casually, without any contempt, just like chatting about family matters. As expected of a superior, as long as he is willing, he can make everyone feel like a spring breeze. "My father is a jailer, and I am taking over my father's job." Chen Guanlou told the truth. "Oh! It's good to inherit your father's business." Grand Tutor Zhuang said with a smile, "I see that you have a good physique. Have you ever thought about joining the army?" "To be honest with you, Grand Tutor, I am a timid person who is afraid of death. I dare not join the army for fear of losing face for my ancestors." Faced with this question, Chen Guanlou decisively chose to defile himself. After this, not to mention Grand Tutor Zhuang, Doctor Mu secretly looked at him several times. Afraid of death? I really didn't see it. Being able to talk freely with the current Taifu, and not being afraid of the Crown Prince, can this be called being afraid of death? When did being afraid of death become a synonym for being audacious? I haven't heard of it! Taifu Zhuang was stunned at first, obviously not expecting someone to defame himself in front of him instead of trying to show himself. Then, he laughed. "Xiao Chen, you are very funny!" Chen Guanlou laughed awkwardly with him.
Doctor Mu finished his diagnosis, "Taifu is in good health, just need to pay a little attention to diet, and try to eat light food." "The imperial physician said the same thing. But, I have had a heavy taste since I was a child, and it has been decades, and I can't change it." Doctor Mu stopped there and didn't persuade him anymore. His daily task was just to ensure that Taifu was in good health, just like when he first entered prison, and that was considered completing the task. Chen Guanlou personally escorted Doctor Mu out of the prison. Doctor Mu hesitated for a moment, and secretly said to Chen Guanlou: "Taifu may have diabetes, so you must pay attention to your diet." Diabetes? Chen Guanlou's face changed, "Are you sure it's diabetes?" "I've observed it for several days and I'm basically sure. A light diet is crucial. If conditions permit, let the master get up and move more." Chen Guanlou frowned. The conditions in the prison were just like that. It was simply too much for a diabetic to be imprisoned in the prison, which was equivalent to a suspended death sentence. "Is there a suitable prescription to relieve the symptoms, or at least control them. The master must not get sick in the prison." Chen Guanlou vaguely remembered the complications of diabetes, including blindness, itchy skin, rotten legs and feet, rapid weight loss, and hunger, and he couldn't help eating. Medical Officer Mu shook his head, "I don't have much experience with diabetes. You'd better report it and let the Ministry of Justice arrange a medical officer, or ask the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital to come for diagnosis. In order to avoid complications in the future, you can get out of it." "Thank you for reminding me, I will definitely report this situation." He is not a professional scapegoat. If there is a problem, he must report it and let the people above worry about it. According to Sun Daoning's instructions, all the situations of the master should be reported to him directly. The news was sent to Sun Daoning as soon as possible, asking him to make a decision. Sun Daoning was overwhelmed when he saw the word "diabetes". He had seen this disease before, and the elderly in his family had it, which was very troublesome. After thinking about it, Sun Daoning sent someone to inform the East Palace while arranging for the medical officer to confirm it again. After the diagnosis, he decisively requested to see the emperor to see if he could take the opportunity to exempt the Taifu from prison. "Is it really diabetes?" In the Taiji Palace, the old emperor was wearing a Taoist robe. He practiced Taoism for several years. I dare not say anything else, but he has cultivated a bit of the temperament of immortals. At first glance, he didn't look like an emperor, and mistakenly thought that a Taoist priest from somewhere broke into the palace.
But if you look closely, that look is still the look of an emperor, and there is no Taoist priest's extraordinary and free temperament. In the final analysis, he is still a layman, a rotten layman who refuses to let go of the imperial power. "Your Majesty, it has been confirmed." Sun Daoning bowed and said, "The environment in the prison is bad, and the master is old. I beg your Majesty, can you allow the master to go home and reflect on his mistakes in order to replace the prison?" Haha! The old emperor sneered twice, "Sun Aiqing, please leave." Sun Daoning was confused. Let him leave just like that? No room for maneuver? Is the old emperor really so afraid of the prince that he wants to kill the prince? "Your Majesty!" "Leave!" The old emperor was obviously very impatient. What kind of diabetes is it? Is it important? The person is not dead, so don't bother him. Sun Daoning was very disappointed. Just at this time, a eunuch came in to report, and first whispered in Qiu Defu's ear. "What's the matter?" The old emperor asked sternly. Qiu Defu could only bite the bullet and say: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is outside the palace gate asking for an audience." "No! Let him go back to the East Palace, study hard, and learn what filial piety is! Ask him, in which dynasty would the Crown Prince go against his father every day? He is so unfilial!" The old emperor was so angry that he almost spoke without thinking, wishing to spread the reputation of the Crown Prince's unfilial behavior all over the world, so that everyone in the world could judge. He only hated the court officials for being nosy and ruining the reputation of the Crown Prince, which was blocked every time. The people did not believe in the Jinyiwei. All the words spread by the Jinyiwei were regarded as slander and rumors. In addition, the people in the literati consciously maintained the reputation of the Crown Prince, spared no effort to whitewash the Crown Prince, and criticized the old emperor for being incompetent. Therefore, the reputation of the Crown Prince among the people was obviously better than that of the old emperor. Few people would believe that the Crown Prince was unfilial. Public opinion was in the hands of scholars, and scholars generally supported the Crown Prince. Even a powerful old emperor couldn't change it. He couldn't issue a decree saying that the prince was unfilial. He still had to save face. The key was that things hadn't reached that point yet, and everything was still under control in the court. He couldn't make it known to the world unless he was really determined to abolish the prince. This decision was not easy to make. Sun Daoning was very disappointed and angry. If he hadn't been keeping his duty as a minister and considering the head on his neck, he really wanted to question the old emperor on the spot: Is this what people say? How can the prince be so unfilial? Are you not satisfied with suppressing the prince to this extent? Are you going to force the prince to ask to be abolished? It's ridiculous! Sun Daoning left Taiji Palace in anger. As soon as he left the palace, he saw His Royal Highness the Prince kneeling at the gate of Taiji Palace. He sighed, such a good prince, why can't he be tolerated. He stepped forward to persuade him, "It's useless. The prince should go back to the East Palace." "The master is ill. I asked the imperial physician. Diabetes can be mild or severe, and it all depends on maintenance. The environment of the Tianlao, such a small cell, and no sunlight all year round, how can the master's condition be cured? In any case, I have to give it a try. What if it works?"
Sun Daoning was very sad, but also very fortunate. Fortunately, the prince was a man of affection and righteousness, but it was a pity that the old emperor could not see it, or turned a blind eye. No matter how well the prince behaved and how righteous he was, the old emperor hated him from beginning to end. Stupid monarch! He cursed in his heart!