Big Fat Orange: You're the one who's gotten like this from eating so much! Your whole family is!
I am the emperor, bestowed by Heaven, born of destiny, guided by the Purple Star, and ordained by Heaven!
However, the white frost is poisonous...
Big Fat Orange thought of his brothers and sisters, who used to cry a lot when they were little. After drinking this calming soup, they would indeed become drowsy and stop making a fuss.
The Third Prince was the same way when he was a child!
He said that he was such a wise and capable man, how could a tiger father have such a dog son? It turns out that was the reason.
The fat orange cat looked at Zhang Mi and the more it looked at him, the less he seemed like a royal physician and more like an assassin!
Sun Miaoqing said, "I don't know anything about medicine, but I do know that taking too much Bai Shuang makes people drowsy, not because it's calming or helps them sleep, but because it's poisoning."
"This stuff usually won't kill you, but it can cause a lot of damage to your body over time."
"This is not something I alone know about; at least the renowned physician Li from Huichuntang in the capital knows about it."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mi immediately knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty is wise. According to the Compendium of Materia Medica, white frost is indeed non-toxic."
"I have practiced medicine for decades and have used countless prescriptions for Bai Shuang. If what Consort Cheng says is true, this...this...it would have been discovered long ago!"
"Even if I had the greatest courage in the world, I would not dare to commit such a heinous crime. I beg Your Majesty to see the truth!"
The chubby orange cat asked, "Consort Cheng, what do you say?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "You said that the Compendium of Materia Medica says that white frost is non-toxic, but does the Compendium of Materia Medica mention using it to make calming decoction?"
"Aconite is also poisonous, but if it is handled properly, it can still be a life-saving medicine."
"The field of medicine is boundless, and learning has no end. There are many drugs and their medicinal properties yet to be discovered. I believe Physician Zhang when he says he dares not use it. He would not use it if he had any ill intentions."
After a moment of contemplation, the chubby orange cat said, "In that case, Su Peisheng."
"Your servant is here."
“Go to the prison and find a few healthy death row inmates. Provide them with food and clothing and let them live with you. But half of them must drink a bowl of calming soup every day.”
"Then I will have people take their pulses every day and tell those who drank the medicine that if they are not dead when the results come out, I will pardon their death sentence."
"You handle this personally, and don't make a fuss until things are clear. Otherwise, it will cause a big uproar and people will just repeat what they've heard."
"Your servant obeys the decree."
[I've already said these things are generally not life-threatening. When will Big Fat Orange get rid of his hearing problem?!]
[If they were notorious bandits or notorious womanizers, letting them out like that would cause who knows how much trouble they'd get into.]
Even if they repent and start anew, what about the victims' grievances? Doesn't this fat orange (referring to a nickname for a corrupt official) have any brains when issuing orders?!
Sun Miaoqing pouted and looked at him unhappily. The fat orange cat was speechless, no matter what he did, it was wrong.
The chubby orange cat asked, "What kind of look is that?"
Sun Miaoqing ignored him and just sat there sulking, staring at Su Peisheng.
Su Peisheng wondered if he had somehow offended this person.
The chubby orange cat said helplessly, "Although they can be spared the death penalty, they can't escape punishment. The sins they committed must be redeemed in the end. Let's send them all to Yunnan to mine."
"Are you happy now?"
Sun Miaoqing finally smiled, "His Majesty is a wise and enlightened ruler, which is why he can take the feelings of the people into consideration."
Big Fat Orange looked at Zhang Mi, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling. It's said that an incompetent general can cause the death of an entire army. A quack doctor is no less harmful.
He has survived countless trials and tribulations; the open and covert attacks, conspiracies and intrigues, and court infighting over the years have all failed to take his life.
If he were to die in this muddle, his lifelong reputation would be ruined.
However, this matter is far-reaching. The death of one or two imperial physicians is not a big deal, but if they are all gone, there aren't many reliable people available to take their place.
The chubby orange said, "Although the results are not yet available, the Imperial Hospital is different from other places. It is responsible not only for the health of the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, the Empress, but also for the concubines, princes, and ministers."
"Medical officials throughout the country are uniformly dispatched, assessed, promoted, and demoted by the Imperial Medical Academy, so we must be extremely cautious."
"Akiya."
"Your humble servant is here."
“Consort Cheng is right. There is no end to learning. From now on, everyone in the Imperial Medical Academy, from the head of the academy to the physicians, must be rigorously examined.”
"Doctors in the common people have treated illnesses for many years and have seen far more cases than the imperial physicians in the palace."
"Send someone to invite that divine physician Li into the palace, and also invite a few other highly skilled physicians to join the Imperial Medical Academy in verifying what we have learned."
"If even the Imperial Medical Academy can't compare to them, then you should learn from those itinerant doctors and treat people wherever you go."
"Your Majesty understands..."
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty!"
Although Zhang Mi was still afraid, he was relieved to know that his life was not in danger.
If he had known it would lead to all this, why would he have bothered and prescribed a calming soup?
The Fifth Prince can cry as much as he wants, and no matter how much noise he makes, it won't bother him!
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