After Zhou Chengling finished speaking, he sat directly on the chair that had been set up. The right hospital was judged to be without a master for a while. Standing there was neither staying nor leaving. King Xuan would not talk about the account books of Taiyuan Hospital casually. There must be something wrong somewhere.
Where could it be? Could it be that the real account book was found by King Xuan? He hid the account book in the pulse case yesterday.
When the judge from the right hospital thought of this, he wished he could go back to the hospital immediately.
The judge from the right court was about to run away with his tail between his legs, but a tall figure blocked his way.
Dong Zhaodao: "The court judge is not in a hurry. Since he is already here, he will finish reading before leaving."
Zhou Chengling noticed that Miss Yang turned sideways and nodded to Dong Zhao. The two of them seemed to have made an agreement. He couldn't help but feel a stone grinding in his heart. The sting made him very uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and remained calm.
The judge in the right court is looking at Dong Zhao.
Prince Wen Zhenggong has always been stubborn and not so easy to offend. There will be no results in trying to communicate with him. It is better to just walk around from the back without making a sound. A good man will not suffer the loss. The judge from the right court nodded and obeyed Dong Zhao.
He said, "That's fine."
As the judge from the right court spoke, he slowly walked back and passed by King Xuan. He raised his head and looked at King Xuan.
King Xuan pursed his lips tightly and remained calm, but the right court judge smelled a strong smell of gunpowder, as if it would explode at any time and anywhere. The right court judge's heart tightened and he wanted to leave here immediately. He didn't want the gunpowder to explode on him.
On the body.
Zhou Chengling glanced at Jiang Ping, who followed him quietly.
Just as the judge from the right court was about to run away, he felt his feet leave the ground suddenly, and his whole body seemed to be hung up. The judge from the right court danced wildly with his hands and feet, "I am the official of the imperial court, I am..."
Before he finished speaking, something salty and wet was stuffed into his mouth, his arms were twisted behind his back and tied up with a rope, and he was almost dragged back to where he was.
The judge in the right court widened his eyes and whimpered.
Yang Mo couldn't help but look back, and the panic expression on the right court judge slowly turned into fear.
Zhou Chengling was sitting on a chair, wearing a round-collared, double-breasted, five-clawed golden dragon official uniform and was submerged in the darkness.
Probably when he saw that the judge from the right court was also tied up, and no one was there to support him anymore, Tong Yingfu started to look like a human being, and the sound of "clack, clack..." in his mouth gradually became blurred.
If you want to break through a person's psychological defense, you must break down his psychological support. Right Court Judge is Tong Yingfu's pillar. Now Right Court Judge cannot protect himself, let alone help Tong Yingfu.
Seeing this, the prison officials began to grab the children's guardian on the chair.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zi Zhuan and said, "Mr. Ji, please use the needle first to prevent the patient from fainting during treatment."
Tong Yingfu struggled even more when he heard these words. How could he break away from several prisoners by himself? He could only watch helplessly as Ji Zi Zhuan pricked the needle into his body.
A piece of cloth was unfolded and spread on Tong Yingfu's face.
Everyone looked down and saw that Miss Yang stretched out her hand and pressed it on Tong Yingfu's right forehead.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zi Zhuan and said, "Mr. Ji, look at it, is it appropriate to cut it from here?"
Ji Zi Zhuan bent down and took over.
Everyone saw the white cloth trembling. Miss Yang lowered her head and comforted Tong Yingfu, "Don't be afraid. No one can see it if you hide it under the cloth."
Tong Yingfu didn't react at all, and occasionally there was the sound of teeth chattering.
"First shave the surrounding hair."
The cold razor was pressed against Tong Yingfu's head and moved slowly, making a pricking sound from time to time.
Tong Yingfu closed his legs, fearing that urine would spurt out if he relaxed a little. It was fake, it was fake, it must be to scare him, no one could survive after their brains were cut off, it was all a lie, as long as he was afraid of Yang
Yang Shi won. He became like this because of Yang Shi. Yang Shi was his troublemaker. Every time he saw Yang Shi, he would be unlucky.
Now his brain also needs to be manipulated by Yang.
Why, why did God torture him like this? Tong Yingfu's heart seemed to jump out of his throat.
Yang Mo took out the medicinal wine and applied it on Tong Yingfu's forehead, then took out the surgical knife neatly.
Tong Yingfu heard Yang's sound of choosing a knife, "Come on, come on, come on." He tried to roll his eyes to faint, but he didn't have the slightest intention of fainting.
"Where to cut?" Yang Mo and Ji Zizhuan discussed together where it would be better to cut.
Ji Zi Zhuan nodded.
Yang Mo slashed the knife without saying a word.
"Cut it, cut it..."
"Look, the head is about to be cut open."
Blood gushes out quickly, and Yang Mo picks up the cloth next to her to wipe the blood.
Under the cloth, Tong Yingfu opened his eyes wide, and felt something warm spurting out from his forehead, flowing over his cheeks, and soaking the towel covering him.
"Oh my god, blood... so much blood..."
Tong Yingfu wanted to shout out like the people next to him, blood, blood, all his blood. Miss Yang would use those things to open his head, an axe, a chisel, make a hole, and cut off his brain.
He will always be awake. Even if he bites his tongue and commits suicide, Miss Yang will save him and then continue to treat him.
"Miss Yang is so amazing."
"Look...look...what was taken out...is it a brain..."
Bloody things...
Tong Yingfu heard the sound of vomiting coming from around him, and the prisoners who had seen the bloody flesh couldn't help but vomit.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zi Zhuan and said, "Scissors."
Ji Zi Zhuan handed over the scissors inside the tool.
Yang Mo slowly cut open Tong Yingfu's flesh.
Tong Yingfu suddenly felt unspeakable pain and shouted, "Ah...ah...ah..."
Yang Mo seemed to be startled, her hand shook, and what she had just peeled off the clip immediately fell onto the towel.
That bunch of things is his brain? Isn’t it? Tong Yingfu doesn’t know what to think.
Yang Mo felt Tong Yingfu's breathing. If he was so frightened that he fainted, it would be more of a loss than gain. "We haven't started to cut open the bones to remove the brain. It will inevitably hurt when we move the axe. You have to bear with it."
It hasn't started yet... The strong smell of blood came from Tong Yingfu's nose.
"Let me go...I'm fine...I'm fine," he couldn't bear it anymore, "let me go, let me go...I'll say anything, I'll say anything..."
As long as he continues to be sentenced and investigated in the right court, his charges will continue to increase. What's the point of keeping secretive anymore? It's better to suffer less. Tong Yingfu cried, "Let me go, let me go..."
"Then what should we do?" Yang Mo seemed to have no idea and looked at Ji Zizhuan.
Ji Zi Zhuan said: "It is better to disinfect first and then suture the wound."
Yang Mo nodded and used the newly made needle scissors to sew up Tong Yingfu's scalp. Finally, he rinsed the wound and took off the cloth on Tong Yingfu's head.
Tong Yingfu's face turned purple and he seemed to be out of breath.
"Tong Yingfu," Dong Zhao walked into the cell and looked at Tong Yingfu, "since you have recovered, tell the truth that you have not made clear."
Tong Yingfu looked at the judge on the right side of the court who was tied into a rice dumpling.
"The Taiyuan Hospital has two accounts, one is true and the other is false. The real accounts are with the right court judge. They are kept with me on weekdays. Now that I am in jail... they are given to the right court judge...
…Hospitalized in Taiyuan Hospital.”
Who would have thought that the real account books were in Tai Hospital. The most dangerous place is the safest. They thought that after the whole thing was settled, they would check the accounts clearly and burn them with fire.
The blood vessels on both foreheads of the judge in the right courtyard suddenly bulged out in a terrifying and ferocious manner, and his eyes were like two knives that had chopped Tong Yingfu into pulp.
The right hospital magistrate hurriedly ran away when he told about the accounts before. Now Tong Yingfu even admitted that Tai Hospital made two accounts. Even if there were no account books, the medicinal materials used by Tai Hospital every year and the amount of alchemy taken by Shangqing Hospital could not be reconciled.
superior.
At the critical moment, Dong Zhao looked at Tong Yingfu without relaxing at all, "Can the accounts of the Imperial Hospital forcibly borrowing herbs and money from merchants be among them?"
Tong Yingfu nodded, he recorded those things in private.
"Tell me, who does it belong to?"
Tong Yingfu's eyes suddenly fell on Yang Mo, "There is... there is... in the capital... the Yang family..."
The imperial court borrowed property from the Yang family. Why was there no debt note? Where were those notes? Although the IOU could not be found, Yang Mo had gotten the answer she wanted. The next thing she had to do was to go straight to the Chang family.
Use this to get her dowry back.
"There is something related to the life of my clan brother," Yang Mo looked at Dong Zhao and saluted Dong Zhao, "I'd like to bother the prince to ask when my clan brother died."
Dong Zhao stood there like a pine tree, looking at Tong Yingfu with his eyes downcast.
Tong Yingfu said hurriedly: "This matter has nothing to do with me. Yang Pan was already dead when I got there. It was... the Chang family did it..."
Now that it's over, we can settle accounts with the Chang family immediately.
"Your Majesty," Yang Mo said in a low voice, "I have entrusted all the things of the Yang family to Mrs. Chang, and the IOU must be in the Chang family. But the Chang family refuses to return it. If the evidence is conclusive, please ask the court to make the main reply.
IOU."
Zhou Chengling raised his eyes and looked at Yang Mo who was standing in the prison. Her expression was peaceful and relaxed, which was different from when he spoke. She always had a bit of worry and hesitation. Maybe he really put too much pressure on her.
He could not be certain that Dong Zhaojin could be a loyal minister, or he could retire and be a noble nobleman, but he was different. He could either let the emperor manipulate him and become the fish on the chopping board, or he could stand up and resist and become a king and lose a bandit.
When he was ill and waiting to die, the emperor arranged his marriage in order to decide who would inherit King Kang's lineage in the future. From that moment on, he had already made a choice. He was destined to be a rebellious minister, so what he could give Miss Yang,
But it's just that - when we are together, he doesn't promise, and what he can only give is the truth instead of an agreement.
When his father was still alive, he often said that he was not as capable as his ancestors. Zhou Xiang was able to do things with ease, advance, attack, retreat, defend, and never put himself in danger. However, his nature was too determined, strong, and unruly, and he would definitely suffer from this in the future.
Shortcomings are also his fate.
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