There were too many people who came to report the Eighth Prince. Not only could they not be beaten, but even Xu Jingyuan's courtroom could not accommodate them all. People stood on the street, and it was still very crowded.
Xu Jingyuan calmed the people with a smile and expressed his importance to the case. He then decided to go to the palace immediately to ask the emperor to make a decision on the matter. The people who came to complain were also very courageous. They followed Xu Jingyuan's carriage. When Xu Jingyuan entered the palace, they knelt at the gate of the palace. Some even paid a scholar to write a big word for them: "Eighth Prince, give me back my life!" The relatives of the deceased raised the big words above their heads and cried loudly.
The guards at the gate of the palace were now under the control of the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo, but Xuan Tianmo was not able to replace all of them with his own people in the short term. That was a big project, and with his power in the capital, he could not do it in a short time. At most, he made a small-scale replacement of those who were close to Emperor Tianwu in the palace, and the others remained as they were.
If they kept it as it was, it meant that these people were still on Xuan Tianming's side. So when they saw so many people kneeling at the palace gate, crying and shouting, they should have driven them away, but they turned a blind eye. They even hoped that the situation would get more intense. Seeing that the imperial guards turned a blind eye, the people made more noise, gradually attracting countless people to watch, and more and more people joined the team. The team was so spectacular that it was hard to even see the end of the line.
At this time, Xu Jingyuan, who had entered the palace, was kneeling in the outer hall of the Zhaohe Palace. Tianwu was originally resting, but was shocked by the news brought by Xu Jingyuan - "You said that the eighth old man opened a clinic? Nonsense!" The old emperor was so angry that he slammed the table, "What kind of clinic can he open? Is he that kind of person? And Qiancaotang, he is clearly going against Ah Heng?"
Xu Jingyuan nodded, "Your Majesty is right. That's why this clinic has only been open for a few days and people have died. They also sold moldy herbs to the people. Now the people have complained to the government office. Almost... people from half of the city have come to complain. I sent people to temporarily seal up Qiancao Hall, arrested the Persian doctor in the clinic, and sealed up all the herbs. Your Majesty, please see..." Xu Jingyuan opened a bundle he brought with him. Inside were the herbs he had sent people to bring back from Qiancao Hall. "These are from Qiancao Hall. I don't understand the pharmacology, so I brought them to the palace. Please ask the emperor to ask the Imperial Hospital to check them out."
Tianwu nodded and signaled Zhang Yuan to go to the Imperial Hospital to call for help. Not long after, the Imperial Hospital's warden came to the Zhaohe Hall and shook his head at the package of herbs: "Your Majesty, these herbs are basically ineffective. There are mold spots on them, which are obviously waste. Not only will the patient not be cured, but they may also be poisoned. I wonder where these herbs came from?"
Xu Jingyuan said, "This is the medicine that the Eighth Prince brought back from Qiancaotang. Sir, have you taken good care of it? We must not wrongly accuse the Eighth Prince."
"This..." The guard became more cautious when he heard that it was something from the Eighth Prince. He picked up the medicine and examined it carefully for a long time, then nodded helplessly and said to Tianwu: "I still say the same thing. These are moldy wastes that will eat bad people."
Bang!
Tianwu was so angry that he smashed the teacup on the table. Zhang Yuan felt distressed for a moment. That was the latest set of tea set made, worth a thousand taels of silver. Just because one of them was broken, the set was no longer complete. It was such a pity.
"Tell me more about that disembowelment thing!" Tianwu asked Xu Jingyuan, "What does it mean to cut open a person's heart? What exactly are they trying to do? Is this medical treatment? This is clearly murder!"
The director of the Imperial Hospital was also shocked and looked at Xu Jingyuan in confusion. Xu Jingyuan was very satisfied with the result, so he said seriously: "Qiancaotang imitated the Baicaotang of Princess Ji'an in every way. The doctors of Baicaotang learned the true teachings from the princess and Mr. Yao Xianyao, and have a unique way of treating people, which includes opening the chest, opening the skull, breaking the flesh and setting the bones, and even cutting open the abdomen to take out the fetus when the woman has a difficult delivery. Today's Qiancaotang thinks they can also do such an operation, so they took a patient with a broken sternum, and asked the Persian doctor to perform the operation. He cut the patient's chest with a knife, but the patient died on the operating table before he could be treated."
He spoke as calmly as possible, originally wanting to make it bloodier to increase the sensory stimulation, but he felt that Tianwu was old and might not be able to withstand such stimulation, so he could only speak plainly. But even so, Tianwu, Zhang Yuan and the imperial hospital guard were shocked.
Before Tianwu could even open his mouth, the young eunuch Zhang Yuan said tremblingly, "This... is too bold, isn't it? Cutting open a person's chest directly? Won't everything inside flow out?"
Tianwu was so angry that he really wanted to kick the eunuch. It was not easy for Xu Jingyuan to hold back and not say such disgusting things, but Zhang Yuan was so good that he almost vomited. He glared at the young eunuch fiercely, but the young eunuch didn't even look at him, and was still struggling with himself: "It's really a disembowelment. Is that Persian crazy? Did he use Ma Fei San? This is really killing people, absolutely killing people! Your Majesty, the Persians of the Eighth Prince came to our Dashun to kill people!"
The director of the Imperial Hospital also nodded and said, "I once went to the Baicao Hospital opened by Princess Ji'an to ask for advice, and I also saw Mr. Yao perform the so-called operation on the patient. That time, it was also a chest opening. But it was not killing with a knife. Instead, it went through a series of preparations. Not only was the bottle hung, but the anesthetic needle was also used to anesthetize the patient's whole body. There was no pain, just like sleeping. During the operation, there was a continuous supply of blood. Mr. Yao's technique was very skillful. After removing the foreign body from the chest, he immediately disinfected and sutured it. The whole process took an hour and a half. The patient was said to have recovered and returned home within a month. But I don't know how the Persian opened the chest, and he actually killed the patient directly?"
Xu Jingyuan said, "How else can they open the chest? Just like what Grandpa Yuan said, they cut it directly with a knife. There was no use of anesthetics, no IV drips, no blood supply, no measures at all. They tied the man directly to the bed, cut his chest open with a knife, and the man died immediately after the cut."
Tianwu finally understood that Lao Ba was challenging Feng Yuheng, but ended up getting a Persian quack to mess around. Not only did he sell waste medicinal materials, he also took human lives lightly and didn't regard his Dashun people as human beings at all!
Xu Jingyuan asked Tianwu again: "Your Majesty, I have already sealed the Qiancao Hall and have imprisoned the Persian in the government jail. But the people are not giving up, because on the day of the opening of Qiancao Hall, the Eighth Prince was there in person, and it was under his encouragement that the Persian doctor was recognized by the people, and it was under his guarantee that the people dared to buy the herbs. Right now the people are very excited, and everyone is shouting for Your Majesty to give an explanation. There are too many people, and I can't make the decision, so please give me some advice, Your Majesty."
Tianwu was furious: "What a bullshit idea! He kicked his Qiancao Hall, the Persian will be cut in half by me. As for the eighth brother... Xiaoyuanzi, pass on my oral order, let him kneel down in front of the people and admit his fault. The dead doctor will pay a thousand taels of silver as compensation. If his family members don't agree, let him kneel there and let them be beaten and scolded, and then drag him to the Jingzhao Yin Yamen and give him fifty lashes!"
Zhang Yuan shuddered, "Fifty lashes, that's enough to kill me, right?"
"It would be great if I could really beat him to death!" Tianwu was so angry that he blew his beard. With his hot temper, if he was not on the throne, he would have rushed out and slapped the unfilial son with his shoes. He didn't do his job every day, but just wanted to cause trouble. Lao Ba was just the operator of Qiancaotang, and it was the Persian doctor who killed him. Otherwise, he really wanted Lao Ba to pay for his life! Don't you like to make trouble? Just make him die, so he doesn't have to worry.
Xu Jingyuan said: "He can't be killed. His Highness is a martial arts master with inner strength to protect his body. Fifty strokes of the board are only equivalent to ten strokes of the board for an ordinary person. It won't matter."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Tianwu immediately changed his mind: "Then give him a hundred lashes! Beat him! Go and beat him for me!"
Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and thought to himself, now I know I want to beat that son to death, what was I thinking at the beginning? Who said I really want to let the eighth and ninth sons compete with each other! Humph!
He was complaining in his heart, but since there were two ministers present, he didn't dare to speak carelessly. So he hurried to Sheng Wangfu to convey the order. Xu Jingyuan and the imperial hospital director also retreated outside the palace to do their own things. Tianwu was left sitting in Zhaohe Hall, and continued to be angry at a group of young eunuchs and palace maids.
Xuan Tianmo was also surprised by the incident at Qiancaotang. He did not expect that the Persian was so bold that he dared to imitate Feng Yuheng to perform such an operation. But no matter how surprised he was, it was too late. After hearing about this incident, he did not even dare to go out of the mansion because the mansion gate was surrounded by the people. Cabbage stalks and rotten eggs were thrown at the mansion gate one after another, and the guards at the gate were beaten and held their heads. Until Zhang Yuan came to deliver the order, he stood in the main courtyard and sang loudly, shouting so loudly that everyone outside could hear it clearly. People became more confident and shouted loudly for the Eighth Prince to come out and confess his guilt.
As for Jingzhao Yin, he announced the decision of Emperor Tianwu to the people at the gate of the palace. The people accepted it and shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor! The emperor is wise!" Only the family of the deceased was more excited and clamored for the eighth prince to pay with his life. But someone told them: "The death was caused by the Persians. The emperor personally sentenced him to be beheaded, which is the capital punishment. After all, the eighth prince did not personally instruct him to commit murder for money. At most, this matter was just the Persians' own decision and poor medical skills. The emperor was very proud to have his son kneel down and apologize. Don't go against the royal family anymore. Stop while you are ahead! At least you can get a thousand taels of compensation."
The family member analyzed it and found it was correct, so they stopped making trouble and followed Jingzhao Yin to the direction of Prince Sheng's Mansion, waiting to see the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo kneel down and apologize.
Tianwu had spoken, and Xuan Tianmo had no other choice even if he was unwilling. So he knelt on the steps of Prince Sheng's mansion and sincerely admitted his fault to the people of the capital...
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