imperial psychologist

Chapter 487 Three Principles
In the prison, Bai Ling's hand stopped.

"If you have to die, then of course the more joyful the better." Bai Ling smiled, "It's better to die simply and neatly than to live like Mr. Heng Yuan, isn't it?"

……

In the aisle outside the cabinet, Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong walked slowly.

"Actually, this matter is difficult to say, and not difficult to say." Zhang Shouzhong suddenly felt blessed, "In dealing with Bo Ling, we only need to grasp three principles."

"How to say?"

"One, don't kill them, two, don't release them," Zhang Shouzhong gradually raised his fingers, "Three...you must be severely punished in name."

Sun Beiji smacked secretly for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhang Shouzhong continued, "Actually, no matter whether it is to kill or release, the decision must be made by the emperor, and it is definitely not the elder Ge's or my turn to speak.

"You think, the emperor has just been assassinated, and I'm afraid he has a love-hate relationship with Boling. No matter what proposal we put forward, the emperor may agree to it—but in ten days and a half months, when the emperor comes back to his senses, Probably have to struggle and regret again.

"At that time, I am afraid that Ge Lao and I will be the first two to be angered." Zhang Shouzhong said softly.

"That makes sense." Sun Beiji nodded, "In the final analysis, we actually need to allow enough time for the emperor to think things through from beginning to end, that's fine."

"Exactly!" Zhang Shouzhong nodded, "That's why I said, we must be severely punished in 'name', but it is best not to cause any real harm to Bai Siyao itself, so it will be delayed for three to five months, and then His Majesty will punish you." decide."

"It seems that Shouzhong already has an idea?"

"Have."

Zhang Shouzhong nodded, leaned over beside Sun Beiji and said three words, Sun Beiji was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.

He looked sideways at the scenery beside him, and after thinking about it, he still hesitated.

"...But, I'm afraid it's not good for the medicine's reputation."

"'Bai Siyao' died last month, Mr. Ge, what's the point of these false names? If Xiao Siyao can escape from birth in the future, he can just change her name and identity again. No one knows her past. Who and what did you do?"

Zhang Shouzhong lowered his voice, "Besides, this is definitely a 'severe punishment'!"

"But what if..."

"If we are afraid, we can secretly send people to follow to avoid any accidents." Zhang Shouzhong said, "And I think that even if we don't send people, the emperor will probably send people."

Sun Beiji thought for a long time, and finally sighed.

Right now, he really couldn't think of any better way.

"Forget it, I will write this excerpt myself, so you don't need to sign it." Sun Beiji said softly.

……

In the evening, the windows in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were opened for a while.

The setting sun outside made Chen Yicong slowly open his eyes.

His shoulder hurt even more. The pain was generalized. He couldn't even feel the location of the wound. He only felt that the entire left shoulder was immersed in a hot oil pan, and it seemed to be continuously pierced by steel needles. ...

It hurt more and more, it hurt so much that he almost wanted to chop off his entire shoulder.

The palace people came to change his dressing, he couldn't stand others touching his left hand at all, a slight touch would cause more pain - he touched the top of his left arm himself, it was scorching hot.

For the first time in days, he had something on his mind longer than Berlin.

He closed his eyes, hoping that he could fall asleep early, and the pain would be gone when he fell asleep.

But even if he fell asleep, he didn't sleep for long.

Chen Yicong fell into a daze, and then woke up in a daze. During the period, occasionally for a few moments, he became a little bit more energetic, so he asked Lu Dou to read to him the new memorial sent to the palace.

He needs something to focus on, and focus itself is the restraint of pain.

At night, Lu Dou sent a memorial in tremblingly. Chen Yicong was forcing himself to drink some rice porridge. Seeing Lu Dou's expression, he asked with some concern, "...what are you holding?"

"Back... back to the emperor," Lu Dou's hands trembled slightly, "it's the scriptures of Mr. Sun Ge and Zhang Ge..."

The color on Chen Yicong's face was almost gone, he glanced at Lu Dou's hand, and asked feebly, "What book...?"

"About, about..."

Lu Dou struggled for a while, he didn't know what to call Bai Ling.

Physicine?This definitely won’t work——Bai Ling is no longer a pharmacist, not to mention that the pharmacy is an official position in the inner palace, and she is now a treasonous criminal...

So call it Bai's?Lu Dou frowned slightly, and felt that this title was awkward to pronounce...

"Is it about Boling?" Chen Yicong asked in a low voice.

Lu Dou was startled for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Yicong looked at Lu Dou's hand, and remained silent for a long time.

Ordered Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong to think about what Bo Ling should do this morning... As a result, is there a solution now?
What is the method... to kill or to let go?

Chen Yicong did not respond for a long time.

After a while, Lu Dou asked softly, "Does the Emperor want to watch it now?"

"...you...you read it."

Lu Dou nodded, he opened the memorial, and only after reading the first sentence "Qi Zou", Chen Yicong let out a difficult cough.

Lu Dou hurried forward to check on Chen Yicong's situation.

"My... vermilion pen," Chen Yicong stretched out his right hand, pointing to the low table not far away, "Go and bring it to me..."

Lu Dou quickly followed Chen Yicong's order and took a pen, "The emperor wants...?"

Chen Yicong took the vermilion pen and signaled Lu Dou to unfold the memorial to the last page. He deliberately didn't read the text on it, but wrote a "Zhun" at the end.

Lu Dou was stunned there, he looked at the folder in his hand, and then at Chen Yicong - the emperor didn't look at it at all.

"Put my seal on it, now...go to the cabinet." Chen Yicong said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, do you need to..."

"No need." Chen Yicong looked at the memorial coldly, he didn't care what was written in the memorial at all.

Now, he just wants to dig out all the things related to Berlin in his mind and throw them away.

Lu Dou followed suit. He quickly put on his cloak, held the memorial that Chen Yicong had approved, and went to the cabinet's office in person.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Chen Yicong looked at the zenith with heartbroken heart.

Everything yesterday seemed like a lifetime away, and the turning point of joy and fear was so intense that he was at a loss as to what to do.

Thinking of Bai Ling, a strong hatred suddenly surged in his heart, so much hatred that he almost wanted to tear her to pieces with his own hands, but this hatred brought him back to the bottom of some kind of despair and powerlessness.

Why is he always unable to keep the person he cares about and likes the most?
Why is it that others can give and take whatever they want, and when it's his turn, everything is not established?
Chen Yicong was panting violently, with bitter tears.

(End of this chapter)