Chapter 48 Illness
Zhao Xing wanted to keep this money secretly, not for enjoyment.
Although my father was frugal, he was still very generous to his only son.
Zhao Xing’s food and clothing expenses are not much less than those of the official family and the queen, and there is no practical use for the money he wants.
The reason why I keep it is to use it for business.
Although the tax revenue of the Song Dynasty was high, its expenditures were also large, and the annual balance was very small.
When it is temporarily impossible to reduce expenditure through reform, open source is naturally a good way.
As a time traveler, Zhao Xing cannot figure out anything too advanced, but he still roughly knows the principles of some simple things.
You can make a lot of money by just tinkering with some, whether it is sold within the Song Dynasty or sold to Liao and Xixia.
Zhao Xing had already had an idea for this matter, but it was difficult to implement it due to the restriction of living in the palace.
In addition, cost is also an issue.
Although he is a prince, his monthly expenses are fixed. Although his father is generous to him, it is only for food and clothing, and his monthly expenses are still fixed.
Although Zhao Xing lived in the palace without spending money on food and clothing, the people he served around him also had to be rewarded during the holidays, so there was not much money left at the end of the year.
These two hundred thousand taels solved Zhao Xing's capital problem.
With capital now available, Zhao Xing wanted to move out of the palace, but his father always refused on the grounds that the East Palace had not yet been repaired.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the autumn of the eighth year of Tianyou.
The East Palace, which has been under renovation for the past two years, is finally restored.
Zhao Xing learned the news and pestered his father for a long time. His father finally agreed and allowed him to move into the East Palace after the year.
Zhao Xing had been happy for a long time, but a piece of news that day made Zhao Xing's happy heart instantly cool down.
On this day, Sheng Changbai said that his father came to Bianjing to report on his work, and he wanted to take leave to accompany his father.
After traveling through the years, Zhao Xing had almost forgotten a problem that he had slowly ignored.
That is the death of the predecessor.
He didn’t know when his predecessor died.
But in the play, when Sheng Hong entered Beijing as an official and went to court for the first time, hundreds of officials forced the officials to adopt the clan and establish him as the crown prince, which made the officials furious.
Those officials are not stupid either. It is impossible to force the official family to establish a heir apparent when the official family has just lost a son. From this, it can be judged that the predecessor should have been dead for some time at that time.
Now Sheng Hong is coming to Bianjing to report on his duties, and he will come to Beijing after the new year. Counting the time until he takes office, it should be about half a year.
Zhao Xing estimates that his predecessor died before the Chinese New Year this year.
Although Zhao Xing has been practicing martial arts and exercising since he time traveled, his body is strong and he has hardly been sick in these years.
And because of his time travel, the original trajectory was also changed.
But Zhao Xing was still a little panicked. After all, the unknown is the scariest thing.
He didn't know when he died in his previous life, or why he died.
He can only effectively prevent illness by strengthening his body. What if his predecessor had some genetic disease?
After all, his father’s first few sons have died. Even though the survival rate of infants in ancient times was low, this is the royal family, and its conditions are among the best in the world.
All the sons of the official family died, but two of their daughters grew up.
Who can guarantee whether there are any genetic diseases that are passed from male to female.
Zhao Xing kept comforting himself that those were all coincidences. He was scaring himself, but his heart was beating very hard.
Because I was uneasy, I often lost my mind during class, and I was scolded several times by the teacher.
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Over the years, Zhao Xing has basically formed a biological clock. He goes to bed at 1:00 every day and gets up at 10:00 every day.
It rarely takes longer than one stick of incense. On this day, Sanshui and Hubo led the palace maids and eunuchs to wait outside the bedroom. After checking the time, Zhao Xing did not get up at the usual time, and he didn't care at first.
After all, no matter how self-disciplined Zhao Xing is, he will occasionally have insomnia and wake up late the next day.
But when Gu Yankai and his son arrived at Yongning Hall at Maoshi, Sanshui finally felt that something was wrong. He shouted several times outside the hall but received no response, so he opened the door and walked in.
There is a candle left in the room that is not extinguished. This light is for Zhao Xing to wake up at night, or if there is any need, the waiting people can see it when they come in.
However, it was still dark at this time and the doors and windows were closed. Even if there was a candle in the huge palace, it was very dim.
When the maid holding the lamp lit the candles on several candlesticks in the room, the room instantly became bright.
Sanshui came to the bed, bowed and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Nothing happened after shouting several times. Sanshui's expression changed. He opened the tent and saw Zhao Xing was lying on the bed, his face red.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
Sanshui pushed Zhao Xing gently, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he reached out and touched his forehead, feeling a little hot. His face changed and he exclaimed: "It's not good, His Highness has a fever. His forehead is very hot. Go and ask the imperial doctor to come over quickly."
Sanshui's exclamation was like throwing a huge boulder into the calm water, causing huge waves.
The palace maids and eunuchs in the palace ran out in panic. Some went to find the imperial doctor, and some went to report to the officials and the queen.
His exclamation also woke up Zhao Xing in the bed.
Zhao Xing opened his eyes in a daze, feeling dizzy, blank, and dry in his mouth. He instinctively said: "Water...I want to drink water."
However, the voice was too low to be heard. , Sanshui didn’t hear it at all.
After giving the instructions, Sanshui turned his head anxiously, saw Zhao Xing's eyes slightly opened, and said in surprise: "Your Highness, you are awake! How do you feel? I have sent someone to ask for the imperial doctor."
< br>After saying this, Zhao Xing did not make a sound, but his mouth moved. Seeing this, Sanshui quickly came closer, and then he vaguely heard Zhao Xing talking about water.
"Bring the warm water quickly." Sanshui ordered quickly.
Because Zhao Xing has the habit of drinking a glass of warm water after washing up tomorrow, as soon as Sanshui opened his mouth, a palace maid brought warm water over.
"Quickly, help His Highness up, be careful." Sanshui took the warm water and ordered.
Upon hearing this, the palace maid quickly and carefully helped Zhao Xing up, sat on the bedside, and let Zhao Xing lean on her.
Sanshui carefully fed Zhao Xing some water. As soon as the water entered his throat, Zhao Xing became more awake and drank heavily.
After drinking a glass of water, although Zhao Xing still felt dizzy, his consciousness slowly recovered.
Zhao Xing felt weak all over, looked at Sanshui, and said in a weak voice: "What time is it now?"
"Go back to Your Highness, it is already past Mao Shizheng, are you okay? ?" Sanshui asked.
"Gu feels very dizzy. Let Gu sleep for a while." Zhao Xing said.
Hearing this, Sanshui quickly asked the palace maid to put Zhao Xing down carefully.
After lying down, Zhao Xing fell asleep not long after. Before his consciousness disappeared, Zhao Xing secretly thought that he was going to die, right?
Zhao Xing smiled bitterly in his heart. He, the prince, had never enjoyed anything.
……
Zhao Xing regained consciousness again and was awakened by a bitter taste.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
As soon as he regained consciousness, Zhao Xing felt that his mouth was filled with a strong bitter taste. When he was about to speak, he was choked and coughed violently.
"Fu'er is awake!"
"Fu'er, how are you? Imperial doctor, imperial doctor, come and see what's wrong with Fu'er?"
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