Chapter 246 Zhao Gou conspired to seize power Zhao Ji's brows were furrowed and he stared deeply at Qin Hui with a pair of dragon eyes. Even though he had all kinds of doubts in his heart, he was limited by the situation in front of him. Without evidence and only speculation, it is difficult to sway this former important minister of the DPRK. He waved his hand and asked Wen Boyuan to step aside temporarily. Wen Boyuan's expression changed slightly, but he did not dare to say anything. He just bowed his head and stepped aside respectfully. The sunlight filtered through the delicate window lattice and shone mottledly on Zhao Yingluo's face as pale as snow. She was lying on the bed, the wound on her left shoulder was still aching, and the layers of bandages seemed to tell the story of the adventures and hardships she had experienced. Zhao Yingluo opened her eyes slightly, and pain hit her from the wound, making her tremble unconsciously. She gritted her teeth and tried to sit up, but found that she could no longer move her left arm. Her heart sank, and an unprecedented fear came to her. "Princess, you're awake." Chuntao called softly, with deep concern in her tone. The other maids looked at Zhao Yingluo's painful look, but were powerless and could only wait silently. Zhao Yingluo took a deep breath and tried to calm the fear in her heart.
She turned her head and saw medical officer Pan Yongshou and several other doctors gathered around her bed, busy preparing medicinal ingredients. Their faces were full of solemnity and worry, as if they were extremely worried about her injury. "Doctor Pan, how is my injury?" Zhao Yingluo's voice was a little weak, but firm. She knew she had to stay awake to cope with the treatment ahead. Pan Yongshou turned around and saw that Zhao Yingluo had woken up, with a look of relief on his face. He stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said: "Princess, don't worry, the wound has been treated. However, the bullet penetrates deep into the texture, and taking it out may hurt the muscles and bones. Therefore, for the time being, I only dare to clean the wound and bandage it to stop the bleeding." Zhao Yingluo's heart sank when she heard this. She knew that these medical officers were all famous doctors in the world, but they were not familiar with the treatment of gunshot wounds. She clearly remembered that in modern medicine, the warhead must be removed, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She knew that she couldn't panic at this time and had to handle the situation calmly. "Medical Officer Pan, I have something to say to you alone." She waved her hand and told everyone else to retreat, leaving Pan Yongshou alone. Pan Yongshou was slightly stunned. He walked to Zhao Yingluo's bed and whispered, "What are your orders, princess?" Zhao Yingluo looked into Pan Yongshou's eyes, took a deep breath, and said: "Medical Officer Pan, the bullet in my wound must be removed. I know you may be worried about injuring my muscles and bones, but if the bullet is not removed, I I'm afraid this arm will be useless. Do you understand what I mean?" Pan Yongshou raised his head in shock when he heard this and looked at Zhao Yingluo's firm and deep eyes. He had never seen such a decisive woman, who could make such a calm decision when facing such serious injuries. He took a deep breath, nodded solemnly, and said: "I understand. Princess, don't worry, I will do my best." After saying that, he turned around and began to prepare the tools and medicinal materials needed to remove the warhead. His movements were quick and skillful, as if he was fighting for every minute and every second for Zhao Yingluo. Looking at Pan Yongshou's busy figure, Zhao Yingluo felt a little more at ease. She knew that the next treatment would be extremely painful, but she also believed that she would be able to get through it. She gritted her teeth and was fully prepared. At this time, the sunlight shone on her face through the window lattice, coating her pale face with a light golden color. With the joint efforts of Pan Yongshou and other medical officers, the warhead was finally successfully removed.
Although the whole process was extremely painful, Zhao Yingluo clenched her teeth and did not make any sound. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her face became paler, but she always remained awake and determined. Her tenacity and perseverance moved everyone present, as if silently praying for her strength and bravery. Later, Pan Yongshou carefully bandaged Zhao Yingluo's wounds and prescribed several prescriptions for regulating the body. He told the palace maids to carefully take care of the princess's diet and daily life without any negligence. Watching Zhao Yingluo gradually fall asleep peacefully, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had put down a heavy stone. This sudden assassination shrouded the entire palace in a layer of gloom. Zhao Ji was furious and ordered a thorough investigation for clues about the matter, vowing to find the real culprit behind the scenes and seek justice for the princess. Wen Boyuan accepted the order and left. He was fully aware of the seriousness of the matter and the heavy burden on his shoulders. He vowed to handle this matter well and relieve the emperor's worries. Deep in the palace, in Chui Gong Hall, Zhao Ji had just sent Wen Boyuan and Xinwang Zhao Zhen to pursue the clues of the assassination, but the haze in his heart still lingered. He rubbed his temples tiredly and was about to take a nap when he suddenly heard the high-pitched voice of the chamberlain announcing: "Your Majesty, King Kang Zhao Gou is asking for an audience." Zhao Ji was startled for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Inform him to come in." After a while, King Kang Zhao Gou walked into the Chui Gong Hall wearing casual clothes and walking steadily. With a well-placed smile on his face, he walked in front of Zhao Ji, bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "I have met my father." Zhao Ji glanced up at him and asked in a calm tone: "What do you want to report?" Zhao Gou raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Ji calmly for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "The emperor's sister Yingluo was assassinated and injured in the palace, and I am very worried. I wonder how her injury is now? Is her life in danger?" Zhao Ji frowned when he heard this, and felt an indescribable irritation in his heart. He sighed and said: "The medical officers are doing their best to treat him. As for the outcome, we can only leave it to fate." A look of disappointment flashed across Zhao Gou's face when he heard this, but it was fleeting. He said softly: "Father, the emperor's sister has been in charge of the government for a long time and has won the trust of all officials. Now that she is suddenly injured and unable to take charge, I am afraid that the government will fall into chaos. I have the courage to ask for help, and I am willing to temporarily stand in for the emperor while the emperor recovers from her injury. She presides over government affairs to stabilize the government." Zhao Ji was slightly startled, not expecting that Zhao Gou would make such a request at this time. There was hesitation in his heart. After all, it was not a trivial matter for Zhao Gou to take charge of the government instead of Zhao Yingluo. However, when I thought about it, my daughter Zhao Yingluo really needed to rest in peace, and as Zhao Gou was his son and the father of the current emperor Zhao Min, it seemed not impossible. So Zhao Ji pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "Well, since you have this intention, then you can temporarily preside over the government on behalf of Yingluo. But you must remember that you must uphold the public spirit and work diligently in government affairs, and you must not let me and the officials down. expectations for you.” Zhao Gou felt happy when he heard this, but responded calmly: "Don't worry, dad, I will definitely handle this matter." Zhao Ji nodded and said, "That's very good. You go down and prepare. You will take over the government tomorrow." Zhao Gou respectfully said "yes" and then exited the Chui Gong Hall. The moment he walked out of the hall, he looked up at the blue sky, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable pride in his heart. He knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years had finally arrived. Although he is only temporarily in charge of the government affairs on Zhao Yingluo's behalf, as long as he can seize this opportunity to quickly eliminate Zhao Yingluo's influence in the government, the power will naturally belong to him.
