Chapter 92: Defend Your Own Ass to the Death

As the best doctor in the Imperial Hospital, Zhong Shiwen inserted the thin silver needle into Lu Jinqiang's head.

However, Lu Jinqiang did not react at all.

Zhong Shiwen looked at the three people surrounding him, took out the second silver needle and inserted it.

Lu Jinqiang still did not react.

Zhong Shiwen could not help but wonder in his heart, this shouldn't be the case, his unique awakening needle is a secret skill passed

down from his ancestors. As long as a person still has a breath, this needle should be able to wake him up.

Why hasn't Prime Minister Lu woken up yet?

Could it be that he has some unknown serious illness?

Thinking of this, Zhong Shiwen put his hand on Lu Jinqiang's wrist and felt his pulse.

His pulse was rapid but strong, as if his emotions were fluctuating greatly, but he had no hidden illness.

Lu Xiang was unconscious, perhaps because he had not inserted enough needles.

After Zhong Shiwen took his pulse, he felt relieved and picked up the third needle, the fourth, the fifth...

Before long, Lu Jinqiang's head was pierced like a hedgehog.

Shen Chaoyan watched this scene, staring at Lu Jinqiang with his eyes fixed.

He must be a Ninja Turtle!

Such a long needle was inserted, but he could still remain motionless!

Zhong Shiwen also became anxious, and he rolled up his sleeves and inserted the 38th needle.

Old man, wake up for me!

Wake up for me!

Lu Jinqiang was stabbed so hard that his head hurt so much that he cursed Zhong Shiwen for eighteen generations in his heart, but he still endured it and refused to close his eyes.

Zhong Shiwen blew his beard and sweated anxiously.

There was obviously nothing wrong with his pulse, why couldn't he wake up?

However, in order to keep his title of hospital judge, he could only exaggerate the severity of the illness and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu's illness is really strange. I have been practicing medicine for decades and have never heard of it. Please give me some time to study it carefully and then prescribe the right medicine!"

Sikong Yan was waiting for this sentence.

He coughed lightly, "Prime Minister Lu is the pillar of the country, how important is his health? You should take him back to the Imperial Hospital immediately and treat him well! If he cannot be cured, I will only blame you!"

Shen Chaoyan glanced at Sikong Yan and praised in his heart: Wonderful! The tyrant is imprisoning Lu Jinqiang in the palace in disguise.

"I obey your order!" Zhong Shiwen immediately found two eunuchs to help, and carried the "unconscious" Lu Jinqiang back to the Imperial Hospital on a stretcher.

After they left, Sikong Yan said to Shen Qingyuan, "Minister Shen, I have a murder case from thirty years ago, and I need you to investigate it! Are you willing to take it?"

Shen Qingyuan realized that Sikong Yan deliberately asked Doctor Zhong to carry Lu Jinqiang away just to entrust him with an important task.

He immediately knelt on one knee, "I will definitely fulfill your mission! I just don't know who the victim of this murder is?"

[The tyrant is awesome! It seems that Lu Jinqiang killed his brother and impersonated Lu Jinsong, and the fact can no longer be concealed! ]

Heavenly Book: [Does your father know where to start the investigation? ]

Shen Chaoyan was also thinking about this question, and then he heard Sikong Yan speak again, "The victim is Lu Jinsong, the newly crowned number one scholar thirty years ago."

This...

Shen Qingyuan was stunned, "Wasn't Prime Minister Lu just taken to the Imperial Hospital by Doctor Zhong?"

Sikong Yan spoke slowly, "Lu Jinsong had a twin brother who died unexpectedly thirty years ago. People say that Lu Jinsong is a talented person, but Did Prime Minister Lu just mistake your palace examination essay as his own? Do you think Prime Minister Lu’s behavior is normal? Is he the Lu Jinsong who was a brilliant writer back then?”

Shen Qingyuan was a smart man. After guessing the deeper meaning of his words, his expression changed several times and he was greatly shocked. “Does the emperor suspect that the current Prime Minister Lu is not the same person as the talented Lu Jinsong back then?” “

Not long after Lu Jinsong passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar, his twin brother Lu Jinqiang died. Later, after Lu Jinsong became an official, he had mediocre abilities, but he rose through the ranks by flattering others. I’ve read the essays he wrote during the years when the late emperor was seriously ill. The handwriting in each essay is different. He is truly a talent!”

The different handwriting means that the person who writes for him each time is not the same person.

As a newly crowned top scholar, he was good at writing policy papers and official documents.

But Prime Minister Lu kept looking for people to write for him.

What does this mean?

It can only mean that the person who died unexpectedly that year was not Lu Jinsong's twin brother, but Lu Jinsong himself!

When you have a clue about the murder case, you will definitely find clues if you follow this clue.

"Your Majesty, I will leave the palace immediately and find out the truth! If the real Lu Jinsong is dead, I will seek justice for him!"

Shen Chaoyan couldn't help but speak up when she heard it, "Dad, Lu Jinsong and Lu Jinqiang are twin brothers. When they were young, they looked exactly the same. Even if Lu Jinsong was still alive, you might not be able to tell them apart. What's more, the real Lu Jinsong is dead. How are you going to prove that the current Prime Minister Lu is not Lu Jinsong, but Lu Jinqiang?"

Shen Qingyuan smiled slightly and gave his daughter a reassuring expression, "Your Majesty, please let me know ." In the heart, there are no two exactly the same leaves in the world. Similarly, there is no perfect crime in the world.

Gui Yan. I heard that Gui was a neighbor when Lu family was in her hometown. "After being approved by Si Kong Ember, Shen Qingyuan turned to withdraw from the

Yangxin

Hall

.

He was going to leave the palace through the Shenwu Gate. On the way, Shen Qingyuan recalled his daughter's reminder and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

His daughter was only fifteen years old this year. Why did she know so much about the murder case of Prime Minister Lu's family? Even Gui, the neighbor of Prime Minister Lu's hometown, knew about it.

Could it be that the emperor had already suspected Prime Minister Lu and asked someone to investigate in advance?

This would explain it.

After the case was investigated, he had to remind his daughter not to say anything about the court.

Otherwise, someone with ulterior motives could take advantage of the situation and get into trouble easily.

After the eunuchs carried Lu Jinqiang into the Imperial Hospital, they left.

Seeing that Lu Jinqiang was still pretending, Zhong Shiwen immediately said to his little apprentice, "My disciple, go and get me the Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle, which is thicker than my finger. In Prime Minister Lu's condition, just two injections in the buttocks will cure any disease!"

"Ah?"

His little apprentice was stunned when he heard this.

What Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle?

Where can you find such a needle in the Imperial Hospital?

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhong Shiwen simply took a chopstick from the stove where the medicine was boiled, and directed and acted out his own play, "Okay, I'll use this needle!"

As he said that, he raised his hand to pull off Lu Jinqiang's pants. If a needle

thicker than a finger is stuck in his butt, there will definitely be a big hole in his butt.

Then when he goes to the toilet in the future, won't he leak feces and urine?