1693 Cleaning up, who hasn't made some mistakes?

Not only is there no problem, the effect is also extremely good. Once this prescription is handed over, the ancient corpse poison in the imperial city can be controlled.

"That's great, that's great. The poisoned people can be saved. I'll hand over the prescription right away." Upon hearing this, several imperial doctors were extremely happy. Holding the prescription as if it were a treasure, they hurried out. Other imperial doctors also followed, fearing that if they were a step late, they would lose their credit.

The ward was soon empty, with only the white-bearded imperial physician and Feng Qingchen in. Seeing Feng Qingchen's calm face, the white-bearded imperial physician couldn't help but ask, "Miss Feng, aren't you going? You wrote this prescription."

Although they also did things, compared with Feng Qingchen, what all of them did was less than one-tenth of Feng Qingchen's.

Feng Qingchen shook his head: "I'm not doing this for merit, as long as this prescription is useful to the people. Isn't the old man going?"

Such a credit is the icing on the cake for her, and it doesn't matter whether she wants it or not. If she reports this prescription in her name, she might even be scolded, saying that the Ninth Prince abused his power and used the credit of the Imperial Hospital to seek fame and fortune for himself.

The Ninth Prince has too much power, which is both good and bad for her. People in the world have a hatred for those in power because they can use the power in their hands to benefit themselves and the people around them. She does not deny that she also uses power to benefit herself.

The old doctor picked up his medicine box with a smile and walked out slowly: "I am already very old, without a son or a daughter, what do I need that kind of merit for? Miss Feng, you are good, you are not arrogant at such a young age, not bad, not bad..."

From a distance, Feng Qingchen heard the old man say "not bad". Feng Qingchen laughed at herself: She was not worthy of the old man's praise at all, she also had her own selfish motives.

Not only did the people at the Imperial Hospital prepare the prescription within five days, but the medicine was also extremely effective. In just three days, the symptoms of the poisoned people were alleviated a lot, and the entire imperial city was filled with joy.

Rather than saying that the Imperial Hospital gave a slap in the face to the troublemaker, it would be more accurate to say that the Ninth Prince gave a slap in the face to that group of people. During the morning court session, the Ninth Prince scolded everyone in an almost harsh manner and pointed out the mistakes these people had made recently.

"You let the family members bully men and women, you are in charge of the Ministry of Rites."

"Master Chi has studied the law thoroughly, as he acquitted his nephew who was convicted of murder."

"I heard that your daughter loves to beat the maids around her, and always beats them half to death. Lord Shi really teaches by example."

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Whoever the Ninth Prince's eyes fell on, all the dirty tricks of that person's family would be dug up. The officials named by the Ninth Prince would kneel down with a thud, burying their heads in their chest, not daring to look at the Ninth Prince.

After the Ninth Prince pointed out the crimes of everyone one by one, he snorted coldly and walked out of the hall, leaving the civil and military officials looking at each other in bewilderment. What should they do next?

Everyone was speechless and looked at Wang Jinling and Fu Lin.

The three ministers have not been involved in state affairs recently. Apart from the Ninth Prince, the Regent, the only ones with the greatest power are Wang Jinling, the Imperial Preceptor, and Fu Lin, the Regent appointed by the Supreme Emperor.

"What does this mean, Ninth Uncle?" The Minister of Justice pointed at the dozens of officials kneeling in the hall and smacked his lips.

Can these people be taken away?

Wang Jinling smiled and said nothing, and was the first to step out of the hall, indicating that he would not get involved in this matter. The Ninth Prince wanted to teach everyone a lesson before leaving Beijing, so that no one would take advantage of this to cause trouble.

Wang Jinling walked too fast. Before everyone could react, Wang Jinling left the hall. Only the regent Fu Lin was left in the hall. Of course, everyone would not let Fu Lin leave. They surrounded Fu Lin and tried every means to get something out of him.

Although Fu Lin had not been in the officialdom for long, he was born to be an official. He was smooth and sophisticated. Even when surrounded by a group of ministers, Fu Lin was able to handle it with ease. After talking for a long time, these people simply could not get any useful information from him.

Wang Jinling and Fu Lin understood the intention of the Ninth Prince. Before the Ninth Prince left the capital and took charge of the imperial city, the Ninth Prince would not do anything to these people.

These charges are like a sword hanging over everyone's head, forcing them to put away their little thoughts.

Before the Ninth Prince said how to deal with them, these people could only wait anxiously for the result, and others did not dare to act rashly. After all, no one is alone, and relatives and clansmen in the family always make mistakes...

Under the intimidation of the Ninth Prince, the court maintained superficial calm. As for the undercurrents within, they could be ignored for the time being. Anyway, even if Chu City wanted to send troops, it would take more than one or two days, so he still had time.

Now that the matter has come to an end, both the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen can take a break. The first thing Feng Qingchen did when she came back from Shuntian Mansion was to take a bath, change clothes, and go see Feng Jin.

Although she knew that Feng Jin was being taken care of by imperial doctors, Feng Qingchen was still worried. It was not until she saw Feng Jin wake up, looking at her with his black grape-like eyes, waving his little arms, and reaching out to her for a hug with excitement on his face that Feng Qingchen was truly relieved.

"My darling little baby, you finally woke up." Feng Qingchen picked up Feng Jin and kissed him hard on the face.

Feng Jin giggled, looking very happy. Her little hands pulled Feng Qingchen's hair and she refused to let go. Feng Qingchen let her do it and held little Feng Jin for a long time. The two siblings played for a long time. Chun Hui couldn't bear to watch and had to step forward to remind her: "Miss, the young master has just recovered from a serious illness and needs more rest."

Judging from Feng Qingchen's appearance, she needed rest more than Feng Jin. Chun Hui was really worried that Feng Qingchen would collapse easily. Feng Qingchen looked too haggard and it was unknown how many days and nights she had been up.

After hearing what Chun Hui said, Feng Qingchen also felt sleepy. He yawned and carefully handed Feng Jin to Chun Hui. Feng Jin refused and choked like a kitten, grabbing Feng Qingchen's hair tightly and refusing to let go.

"Ahhh..." As Chunhui stepped forward, Feng Jin struggled in dissatisfaction. Not afraid of being tired, he kicked his legs hard towards Chunhui to prevent her from getting close: Bad guy, bad guy, you are stealing my sister.

Feng Qingchen had no choice but to hold Feng Jin in her arms and go to sleep together. If she didn't sleep now, she would probably fall asleep while standing.

"Girl..." Chun Hui called out, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Feng Qingchen stopped and turned around to ask, "What's wrong?"

Chun Hui looked embarrassed and said stiffly, "Girl, you, your sleeping position." After saying that, she immediately lowered her head and dared not look at Feng Qingchen again.

Uh... Feng Qingchen's face froze, and he looked at Feng Jin in his arms silently. Feng Jin thought his sister was playing with him, and immediately gave Feng Qingchen a "toothless" smile.

The innocent and pure smile made Feng Qingchen's heart soften instantly.

"I will take good care of Feng Jin." Feng Qingchen felt a little nervous, and after thinking for a while, he added: "When it's almost time, go in and take a look. If Feng Jin falls asleep, carry him out."

It would take her at least a day and a night to recover from this sleep, so Feng Jin couldn't sleep with her.

Chun Hui secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said yes. Feng Qingchen carried Feng Jin and continued forward. Chun Hui followed behind him and took the opportunity to quietly report the movements of the capital to Feng Qingchen...