"Yes, I arranged for someone to secretly protect Lord Jin." Lao Mo said.
Fu Jingheng didn't look back until Wen Jin was out of sight.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that Lord Jin misunderstood that you were protecting Duanmu Fu, and I feel sad." Mo Gan said softly from the side: "Actually, if Lord Jin is unhappy with Duanmu's family again, it's really hard for you to be with Duanmu Fu again now. The imperial masters had a falling out, and they were obviously protecting Lord Jin. The big plan failed. Concubine Lou and her son Nanfan Wang Fu Chang were ambitious, and the regent also coveted the jade seal. You also have difficulties. At this juncture, you have to win over the ministers and give Jin a cold shoulder. Where is the master? You still don’t fully believe that Master Jin is from Lao Wen’s side, right?”
"Old Mo, she said she only wrote one hundred and twenty letters." Fu Jingheng nodded, "She divided the letters into two categories. Don't mess up. I have been busy with the turmoil and take a closer look. Before, I also felt that Some of the letters are so detailed that they make people laugh, while others are direct and direct and are related to multiple assassinations."
"Yes." Mo Gan bowed and said, "Your Majesty is suspicious that besides Lord Jin, there are still people close to you who are in contact with Lao Wen."
"If there is, it's best." Fu Jingheng waited until Wen Jin could no longer be seen, then stepped down from the Yanque Terrace and entered the imperial study. "Summon Zhang Yuan to discuss the matter in the imperial study. The antidote to the chronic poison of the victims needs to be solved as soon as possible. .
Zhang Yuanjing and others came in to discuss the matter, but they had not reported yet.
But when he saw your Majesty taking out his seal from his lapel, he took out a bronze medal. He immediately lost his composure and covered his eyes with his hands, unable to control himself for a moment. The predators were causing chaos, the political situation was treacherous, and the throne was unstable. , how should I keep this stain that makes me sad...
The hospital officials looked at each other in shock, not daring to speculate on the holy will.
Zhang Yuan thought that your Majesty was poisoned by the people of Nanguo and cried anxiously. Wow, your Majesty is such a sweetheart. He immediately said: "Your Majesty! I must develop an antidote as soon as possible. It will be developed within three months. Come up with the antidote.”
"Three months?" Fu Jingheng lowered his hands from his eyes, managing his emotions that were on the verge of bursting. While sealing the fold on the bottom of his hand, there was a faint mist on his long eyelashes, "The people have been poisoned to death! I will give you ten at most. In a few days, give me the antidote!"
"Ten days! That's not enough time... I'm afraid the development of new drugs cannot be that fast. The slow poison used by the thieves is very strange. It seems mild, but in fact it is poisonous." Zhang Yuan found it difficult.
"Is my tiger head guillotine poisonous?"
"Tiger-head guillotine is naturally much more poisonous than slow poison! I will do my best to develop an antidote!" Zhang Yuan said, sweating through his clothes.
***
Wen Jin left the palace gate and sat on the flower bed by the moat in the early morning. She lowered her eyes and savored the love and sorrow. Occasionally, there were couples walking hand in hand on the moat. She averted her eyes and did not dare to take a closer look.
A piece of silk handkerchief was slowly handed to her eyes, "Jin'er, I'm crying."
His voice was gentle, like a spring breeze caressing people. Wen Jin suddenly raised her cheeks and met Jiang Huaizhou's gentle eyes.
"Brother."
"Yes. I have followed you all the way since you left the palace." Jiang Huaizhou knelt down and gently wiped her eyes with a silk handkerchief. "If you had followed me yesterday, you wouldn't have been covered in bruises. Little fool, don't hit me. Never look back. My brother said, Your Majesty will not treat you well."
"I'm fine. The autumn wind blew my eyes. I'll do it myself." Wen Jin took the handkerchief and wiped her eyes with the handkerchief. Slow poison antidote?”
"I didn't get the antidote."
"Oh, but the adoptive father is smart and has the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion so heavily guarded that even my brother is not allowed to enter?"
"No."
"That is?"
"I thought, it would be more discreet to write down the prescription. There are many refugees in Nanguo, and there is a great demand for antidote. It would be too obvious to take a large amount of medicine from my foster father's medicine pavilion. I copied the antidote prescription.
Come out." Jiang Huaizhou handed the antidote prescription to Wen Jin from the lapel of his clothes, "Here it is for you."
Wen Jin took the prescription. The prescription was very light, but the friendship was very important. Wen Jin was moved and thought for a long time: "My foster father is very thoughtful, is there something wrong with this prescription?"
"Personal testing is effective." Jiang Huaizhou and Wen Jin laughed.
"Personally tested?" Wen Jin's heart suddenly moved, "Brother, have you personally tasted the slow poison?"
"Yes. After taking the slow poison, I experienced the suffering that the common people had to endure. My internal organs hurt as if they were mixed together." Jiang Huaizhou nodded, "I followed the antidote prescription and decocted it. After using it, you see, for my brother
Okay. So, the prescription is safe and can detoxify. Sister, don’t worry. Or, does sister believe me? If you don’t believe me, I can try the poison again and test it myself."
Wen Jin immediately said: "I believe in brother. Brother has always treated me like his biological sister. Of course I believe in brother."
"Well." Jiang Huaizhou leaned against the guardrail of the river, "Long live trust. Moreover, with your suspicious temper, even if he gets the prescription, he will definitely verify it in many ways before using it. You can rest assured that the people will not use it."
You will suffer more hardships because of this prescription."
"Brother, you are really... great." Wen Jin was deeply moved, "Brother, you have suffered a lot. Brother, you understand me so well."
"Brother, I must take the matter that Jin'er told me into consideration and handle it well." Jiang Huaizhou smiled tenderly and lovingly.
Wen Jin looked deeply at Jiang Huaizhou's gentle cheeks and was at a loss for words. She only called him softly twice: "Brother..."
"Okay. I will accompany you to send the Jade Zhen Bao Yin to the Imperial Academy, and then you can go and present the antidote to the king to clear your suspicions, okay?" Jiang Huai stood on the bank of the moat, with the morning sun on his side.
Under the light, her face looked more and more gentle and jade-like, and Wen Jin actually looked a little dazed.
"Your Majesty said that I was a stain on his politics. Your Majesty said that we would never see each other again for the rest of our lives. Brother, I think I am very annoying."
"Jin'er, don't be discouraged! The pure will purify themselves. If you hand over the antidote, and the emperor sees you abandoning your literature and joining Fu, he will naturally reflect on it. He can figure everything out. Jin'er is the best! Any difficulty can be solved
You can't stop Jin'er, can you?" Jiang Huaizhou encouraged her.
Her brother's encouragement made Wen Jin slowly come out of her frustration and stood up slowly, "Yes! Difficulties are like a mountain. We always have to work hard to climb to the top to see. Going uphill must be tiring.
Well, the more tired you are, the more progress you are making. I have to cheer up! You see, Yuzhen and Baoyin can go to the Imperial College. Sister Ruili and I will soon renovate the shop. Things are getting better.
The direction of development. I...I can't be depressed anymore."
"Eat candy." Jiang Huaizhou spread his palm in front of Wen Jin, and an assorted fructose lay quietly in his palm.
"Yes." Wen Jin took the candy, opened the wrapper, and put the candy ball into his mouth. The sweetness wrapped around the tip of his tongue, and his heart slowly warmed.
"And... all for you." Jiang Huaizhou stuffed another large bag of assorted candies into Wen Jin's hand.
Wen Jin held the candy and said to him: "Thank you, brother."
Back at Xue Mansion, Yu Zhen and Bao Yin had already gotten up early.
Yu Zhen couldn't wait to stand at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the direction where his sister was about to return home. He was so happy that he was going to the Imperial College to study. He wondered if he would have a chance to meet the great literary figure, Taifu Su Miaosu, his maternal grandfather today.
, he prepared several poems that he could recite with his grandfather.
"Baoyin, hurry up! Sister told Chenshi to take us to the Imperial College to enroll!"
"Oh, it's coming, it's coming. Brother, you get up at the fifth watch. You must be too excited!"
Bao Yin is working hard, one step is divided into five steps, and he just hopes that the sky suddenly falls and he doesn't have to go to school. He wants to compete with Master Su in the literary world? A competition or a master? Let's compete, master, forget it.
, I want to meet Mrs. Su. A scumbag like her who is not good at writing and good at martial arts will be despised by Mrs. Su who has a wrinkled face and a white beard.
Wen Jin returned to Xue Mansion and saw that the two little guys were ready, "Get in the carriage and set off to go to school."