The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 232 Poison
Tongdu always did things in a methodical and slow manner. Now that he was in such a hurry, Yu Qiansi did not think about anything else, and replied "OK", put on his outer clothes, hung the dagger and long sword on his waist, blew out the candle, jumped out of the window, and jumped onto the roof with Tongdu, passing through the houses and rushing towards the Weisi Palace.

"What happened?"

Tong Du's voice was blown by the night wind, and it was getting closer and farther away. "Eunuch Deming, who was serving in front of the palace just now, was ordered to invite Bo Yi. During the conversation, he mentioned that there seemed to be an assassination attempt. Now the officials accompanying him are ordered to go to Weisi Palace."

Yu Qiansi's mind was choked: "But I didn't receive a summons."

Tongdu's tone became more urgent: "This is the problem. Bo Yi found out that you were not summoned, so he slipped into my room through the back window under the pretext of changing clothes and asked me to take you away."

"Why?"

Yu Qiansi took a deep breath and jumped onto the roof of a palace. He panted slightly and took a break, still puzzled.

When Tongdu saw Yu Qiansi stop to rest, he wanted to withdraw to her side.

Yu Qiansi waved her hand, signaling him not to move, and walked over.

Tongdu watched her approaching, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "It is said that His Majesty was dining with the young master and the girl at that time."

Yu Qiansi was shocked to hear this, and her breathing became unstable. Just then, a gust of night wind blew up from the side of the hall, and she missed a step and almost fell down.

Tongdu quickly grabbed her arm and managed to maintain his balance.

"Such important news, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Yu Qiansi showed urgency and grabbed Tong Du's arm with his backhand: "What about the young master? Is the young master okay?"

Tongdu held Yu Qiansi's hand tightly for a moment, then lowered his head, as if he couldn't bear it: "The young master's current condition is unknown."

Yu Qiansi was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized the strangeness of the matter.

His feet did not stop, he crossed the Tongdu and headed towards the Weisi Palace in front.

De Ming summoned Bo Yi alone, and all officials left as ordered, but he himself did not receive any news.

Jiang Jiqing doesn't trust himself? !
There is only one possibility, the assassin may be related to the Duke of Qi's Mansion.

But the young master would never commit assassination!
Approaching the Weisi Palace, Yu Qiansi heard the footsteps of the Imperial Guards. She hid in the shadows under the beams of the side hall and looked around carefully.

After the team of guards left, she caught a glimpse of a faint light, alternating between long and short beams, which was a signal for calculation.

Yu Qiansi and Tongdu landed in a dim light. It was a bamboo forest, close to an alley behind the main hall of the Weisi Palace. The wind blew through the dense forest, hiding the three of them. They were not very conspicuous, but they could roughly see the situation outside the palace.

In the open space in front of the Weisi Palace, many officials arrived one after another, and their whispers were scattered in the wind in the dark night, which was disturbing.

Lan Shu and a few old men in gray also rushed over and hid in a corner.

At this time, noise gradually arose from outside the hall.

De Ming brought Boyi into this place, and many officials came forward to ask about the situation.

It was dark at night and the candlelight was dim, so I couldn't see De Ming's expression clearly. I only saw him lower his head, stand on the high steps in front of the Weisi Palace, and turn around to face the people below the steps.

"Pass on His Majesty's oral order—"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the patrolling guards lined up and surrounded the Weisi Palace.

When the ministers knelt down to listen to the emperor's order, they saw the imperial guards standing by in a strict manner, and they all made uneasy sounds.

Only Bo Yi was kneeling on the ground with his head slightly lowered at the end of the stairs. There was still some moisture on the ends of his hair, making his black eyes look like washed obsidian.

De Ming's loud voice echoed all around.

"We have encountered an assassin, but fortunately we have Wang Song, the Prince's tutor and the Recorder of the Secretariat. Wang Song has been poisoned and is dying. In order to catch the assassin, the mausoleum is sealed and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Your Majesty has personally ordered that the Si Palace be prepared for any danger. The command of the Imperial Guard within the Holy Mausoleum is given to Wu Ya Wei Boyi, the Chief of the Criminal Division."

A single stone stirs up a thousand waves. All the people present were important officials of the court. When encountering an assassin, the sage avoided meeting the officials and handed over the command of the imperial guards to a young boy from the Ministry of Justice! Even if this young boy was from the Bo family, it was too absurd!

The person involved, Bo Yi, also stood there in a daze, like a black statue, motionless.

This incident tonight was full of weirdness. What happened inside? Whether it was His Majesty or Wang Song, how could they trust me with everything?
"May I ask, Eunuch Deming, how is your Majesty?"

"Thanks to the young master." De Mingchao crossed his arms and said respectfully: "The young master is now poisoned and has been treated by a doctor. Your Majesty is in a good mood and everything is fine."

Upon hearing that Wang Song was poisoned, Yu Qiansi held the bamboo in front of him and wanted to rush into the Weisi Palace immediately.

The poison accumulated in the young master's body is the most harmful poison in the world.

Because of this residual poison, all the poisons combined could hardly harm him at all, so how could he be poisoned!
There must be something wrong!

Moreover, if it was really the poison of the assassin, those quack doctors in the Imperial Hospital would be worse than a half-baked one like me! Why didn't they order me to come and save him, but kept it secret from me?

Everyone in the garden was still arguing.

"Then why did His Majesty ask you to pass on the imperial decree instead of meeting the ministers in person to appease the people?" The questioner pressed on: "Instead, he entrusted such an important task as guarding the imperial mausoleum to a yellow-haired boy!"

"Lord Yang, are you questioning your majesty's actions? Or are you trying to teach your majesty how to act?" An official who had some dealings with Duke Qi's mansion immediately stood up and said, "Your majesty must have his own plans for doing this. When Qifo City was attacked by assassins before, didn't your majesty also plan and escape safely?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel again, De Mingfang was about to speak to appease them, but a loud shout was heard from inside the Weisi Hall.

"Don't worry, my friends. I am just setting up a plan. You just need to follow the steps. Once we catch the assassin, everything will become clear."

The voice is clear and hanging, with the ending of each sentence rising high. It is the voice of a saint.

The voice was so clear that everyone could not help but imagine the young emperor with his lips slightly raised.

As soon as these words were spoken, the disputes in the venue gradually subsided.

The saint was not in any danger, and as everyone became aware of the incident in the Seven Buddha City only later, they deduced from it countless conflicts between the saint and the Duke of Qi's Mansion.

Furthermore, when they heard that Wang Song had been poisoned and saw that the people from the Duke of Qi's mansion looked uneasy and did not seem to be faking it, the Qingliu faction naturally breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had any objection to the matter.

Seeing that Jiang Jiqing did not show up, Yu Qiansi used everyone's speculation to blur the point in a few words and appeased everyone. He was so angry that the bamboo forest girls danced in shame.

"Jiang Jiqing——"

Tong Du saw that she was calling His Majesty by his name, and hurriedly whispered to stop her: "Sir, if something seems fishy, ​​it is better to be cautious."

He always felt that today's events were not that simple.

Sure enough, a calm voice came out from the crowd.

"I dare to ask if the Imperial Hospital has found the poison. After all, the young master is a wealthy man and is already weak. Could you please inform Lord Yu and ask him to come and treat him?"

The voice sounded familiar. Yu Qiansi carefully identified it for a long time. It was the slightly drooped shoulders, the nodding head and the half-smile.

It is Shang Ci.

Wasn't he recuperating in Qifo City? When did he come to the imperial mausoleum?
Yu Qiansi's heart sank. This matter was indeed not a simple one.

The figure of the saint in the Weisi Hall raised his arm, and the imperial physician pushed the door open and stood beside Deming. He clasped his hands and replied, "Young Master's pulse is uneven and has no strength. It is a sign of a slow pulse. The pulse rises and falls suddenly, and the pulse is fast. This is kidney poison."

De Ming continued, "It has been verified that there is a medicinal meal in the imperial meal, which contains asarum. In recent days, in order to prevent qi deficiency and blood weakness in this valley, your majesty has specially given all the ministers Fangji tea as a preventive measure. Tonight, someone replaced the Fangji in the tea soup of Weisi Hall with the extremely toxic Guangfangji. After the young master drank it, he got sick first. Then he desperately knocked over the teacup in your majesty's hand."

Bo Yi: (!) How can I be in charge of the overall situation? Are you relieved?

Ah Si: (listening for a long time) Oh! These words sound familiar!
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