Chapter 335: Antidote
Qiao Yihuan was not angry when she saw the maids rudely taking her things away. She sat calmly on the chair and watched them coming in and out carrying her things.
"Don't be surprised, Miss. Ci'en Hall is quiet and peaceful, and it's better for your health than Mingxiang Pavilion."
Qiao Yihuan said in a light voice, "Thank you for your concern, sister Wanyan. I have been ill and have not been at home to take care of my father and mother. I have done my best to help you, sister Wanyan. Please convey my regrets to me."
Zi Yuan frowned slightly. She thought that even if she didn't make a fuss, she would say a few annoyed words, but she didn't expect her to be so calm and not make any noise.
Did he realize how powerful the young lady is? Or did he fall off a cliff and lose his brain?
The rain continued for another three days. It was the first time in hundreds of years that heavy rain had fallen in Dayu for such a long time.
The casualties were heavy, and even after the rain, the sky still made people feel unhappy.
There are quite a few nobles and wealthy people in the capital, but they all keep their doors closed and don't bother themselves with what's happening outside.
Only the wife of the Minister of Revenue opened a private treasury to send grain to the court for free in order to contribute a little to the relief of the victims.
Mrs. Jin was not doing this for the refugees, but for Minister Qiao.
Minister Qiao also knew this, but he never took credit for himself, but instead let his wife be praised.
In addition, Prince Jing, who was excused from attending court, personally led the people in Prince Jing's Palace to provide relief to the victims, set up a private warehouse to increase refugee shelters and porridge stalls.
The prince was busy running around, but in the end he was not as good as Prince Jing who showed up at the front line with his men.
The evil spirit that everyone used to talk about has gradually changed its tone.
They work hard for the people, but they are not arrogant. They put the people in their hearts instead of just talking about them.
At that time, in the court.
The officials from the Censorate and the Dali Temple who went to Changzhou returned to Beijing, and brought the leader of the Xuanfeng Sect with them.
The Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple said, "Your Highness, I and the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate went to Changzhou to arrest the leader of the Xuanfeng Sect. We searched the entire Xuanfeng Sect for several days, but found no correspondence between Xuanfeng and His Highness Prince Jing."
The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate also said: "There are no mistakes in the account books of the sect. We have indeed not found any correspondence between Xuanfeng and any of the remnants of the previous dynasty. But..."
He paused after he finished speaking, and the Shaoqing of Dali Temple turned around and looked at him.
"But I accidentally found a secret room in Xuanfeng, and found a letter in the secret room, but there was no words on it. I felt something was wrong, so I brought the things back."
The Dali Temple Shaoqing glanced at the letter and didn't know anything. His expression was slightly changed, but he didn't say anything more for the time being.
Su Xiao walked down, took the secret letter that he was holding with both hands, and presented it to the emperor.
The emperor opened it and found that it was indeed a piece of paper with no words on it.
Holding it up in the air and looking at it in the sunlight, you can see that the paper has a few more light gray traces than ordinary paper.
If you don't look closely, it's not obvious.
The emperor placed the letter over the candle flame to heat it, and sure enough, black words faintly appeared.
Su Xiao also saw it, but the officials below the stairs could not see it.
He Zhiyu looked at the emperor's expression quietly, but found that the emperor's face was always calm and composed without a trace of disturbance.
Until the emperor burned the paper directly.
Only one corner was left before he let go.
He Zhiyu frowned slightly, but returned to normal in just a moment.
The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate was also stunned for a moment. The secret letter that could prove that Prince Jing was the master behind Xuanfeng was destroyed!
"How outrageous!" The emperor was furious and all the ministers knelt down.
"Bring me a blank letter. I see you don't want your head anymore!"
The Left Censor-in-Chief immediately kowtowed, "Your Majesty, spare my life, Your Majesty, spare my life! I just felt that the secret letter was suspicious. I suspected that there was something fishy about this blank letter appearing in the secret room, so I brought it back to report to Your Majesty!"
Minister Qiao saw what the emperor meant. "How can a blank letter be suspicious? Zuo Qiandu Yushi wanted to gain merit too much, but he didn't realize that offending the emperor is a serious crime."
He never stood in the team of any prince. He was just His Majesty's subject, and it was natural for him to relieve His Majesty's worries in a timely manner.
Zuo Qiandu Yushi was speechless. How should he answer? Should he answer that the blank letter needed to be roasted for a while before the words appeared, and then there would be evidence of the communication between King Jing and Xuanfeng?
Now the letter has been burned by the emperor. If I tell it, wouldn't it be accusing the emperor and I would be executed along with my entire family? !
The emperor burned the letter with fire, so he would not fail to see the words.
Thinking about it this way, the emperor is protecting Prince Jing.
What should we do? As long as we can prove that the master behind Xuanfeng is King Jing today, we will have a justifiable reason to strictly interrogate Xuanfeng.
If you examine them one by one, you will eventually meet someone who should speak up.
In this case, Xuanfeng's contact with the remnants of the previous dynasty was enough to convict King Jing of treason.
But right now......
Everything was cut off by the emperor himself.
The Left Censor-in-Chief glanced at the Crown Prince secretly, but he did not see any sign of speaking.
The emperor saw it, glanced at the prince with the corner of his eye, and then looked away calmly.
The emperor said in a deep voice: "Take him out. He is disrespectful to the emperor and will be exiled two thousand miles away."
The Left Censor-in-Chief had his mouth covered and was dragged away.
A trace of unwillingness flashed across He Zhiyu's lowered eyes.
Being biased to such an extent, my father really wants to hand his position to him!
If that's the case, why did he allow himself to sit on the throne for so many years?
The emperor added: "The three judicial officials will try the leader of Xuanfeng Sect. Any news should be sent directly to me. Anyone who dares to intercept the news will be executed immediately."
The Minister of Justice, the Minister of the Supreme Court, and the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate stood up and agreed.
He Zhiyu returned to the East Palace, and before Jingyuan entered, he heard the harsh sound of porcelain breaking.
Jing Yuan glanced at Yun Heng behind him, nodded slightly, and walked into the study first, "Your Highness, Young Master Yun is here, and there is progress on the antidote for the love poison."
He Zhiyu let out a long breath, straightened his clothes, sat up straight, and ordered in a deep voice, "Let him in."
Yun Heng stepped into the study, glanced at the debris on the ground, and then looked away.
I thought he would remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe, but it turns out he could get this angry in private.
The Crown Prince, who is described by the world as being bright, gentle and kind, is just an appearance.
"The antidote formula is ready, but we're still missing a medicine."
He Zhiyu said impatiently: "Then tell Jingyuan and ask Jingyuan to find it for you."
Yun Heng looked at him with deep eyes, "I'm afraid he can't find the medicine, so I can only ask Your Highness to help."
He Zhiyu: "What kind of medicine?"
Yun Heng said: "The person who is poisoned by the love poison has a bowl of blood from his or her beloved."
A bowl of blood from He Yanli.
He Zhiyu frowned and was sad for a moment, "It's really hard to find a medicine."
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