Huan Li actually wanted to ask his grandfather, did his grandfather really know nothing about the Yan family affairs back then?
However, he understood that even if he asked, his grandfather would only have one answer.
Huan Li believed that with his grandfather's pattern, he would not deliberately concoct an unjust case against the Yan family. However, he did not believe that he knew nothing.
Is it too late?
However, was it more painful to deal with the parent and child personally back then, or is it more painful now to watch others deal with the parent and child.
Or maybe my grandfather didn’t expect that this case would come out again.
Huan Li sent away his grandfather, whose back was still straight but had many gray hairs. Before leaving, his grandfather had told him that he would send his second uncle back to the imperial capital.
Marquis Nan'an looked at Huan Li's calm and transparent eyes, squeezed his shoulders hard, and said only one sentence out of a thousand words, "Take care."
"Grandpa too."
The Marquis of Nan'an led his guards away, and Huan Li stood in the morning breeze for a long time before riding back.
Huan Li returned to the Criminal Department just in time for lunch. Mei Dianbo came over with a bowl. Du Changshi said, "Why are you here, Lao Mei? Aren't you following the princess to organize the weaving workshop?"
"Things in the weaving workshop are still close. The empress said that Your Highness is busy here, so she sent me here."
Mei Dianbu was highly regarded by the Princess, and that was what Du Changshi looked down upon the most about him. He was a manly man, and it would be great if he could work for His Highness, but Mei Dianbu was not so good. He saw Tianjie rubbing his back against the Princess.
Hua Changshi's boy also brought a food box over, and Du Changshi asked, "Where is your master?"
"The adults are still busy with the files and will be here in a moment. Let the little one bring the food first."
Everyone waited for Hua Changshi, and Mei Dianbo had the most gossip, "I heard that the Li family carried the coffin to the Yushitai today."
"How is this possible? A man named Zhuo could ask someone to smear his face like this." Du Changshi didn't believe it at all.
"That's how it was, but before we even got to the Yushitai, the Li family called for a copy." Mei Dianbo took the tea from the boy's hand and handed it to Du Changshi, "The Li family were all dumbfounded, and the coffin hadn't even landed on the ground.
He was captured and taken back to the Yushitai. Master Li's coffin was paid for by the Yushitai and hired a few people to take it back to Li's house."
Huan Li said, "Is it the Li Yushi who vomited blood earlier? Is he dead?"
"You don't know, I heard that when people carry it back, they take in more air and outflow less." Du Changshi told Huan Li, "I died that night."
Mei Dianbo said, "I heard that Yushi Zhuo was angry with Yushi Li, so he dealt with the Li family in such a big way."
"Although the person named Zhuo is not a good person, he will not accuse anyone unjustly. The evidence must be solid." Although Du Changshi almost accused Zhuo Yushi of false accusations, he still trusted Zhuo Yushi's character.
Mei Dianbo said, "But since Li Yushi is dead, do we still need to continue to investigate his crimes behind his back?"
"The person is dead, but the crime is still there, so of course we have to investigate." Hua Changshi walked over.
Everyone said hello and sat down to eat.
Mei Dianbo said, "The imperial censor is Qingliu, but now some people say that Zhuo Yushi scolded officials to death. Mr. Hua, isn't Qingliu the most important official?"
Hua Changshi said, "Back then, Yushi Zhuo was the censor of the patrol in Hengzhou. There was a waterlogging disaster in Hengzhou that year, and it looked like people were about to starve to death. Yushi Zhuo wrote to the court, asking for relief for the people of Hengzhou, and at the same time, Hengzhou
The prefecture magistrate opened the granary to provide relief to the people."
"The governor of Hengzhou does not dare to make arbitrary decisions. He must wait for the order of the governor-general." Hua Changshi tasted that today's side dishes were well cooked and had a fresh aroma of vinegar, which was very appetizing. He advised Du Changshi, "Try this.
This is good.”
Du Changshi said it was a bitter summer, and he lost his appetite when the weather got hot.
"How come I haven't heard of this?" Du Changshi was born and raised in the imperial capital and came from an official background, so he always wanted to inquire about things.
"You were still young then."
"Sir, what happened next?" Mei Dianbo asked.
"It's okay. You can't guard the granary and watch the people starve to death. Zhuo Yushi took people to the granary. When he opened the granary, he found that the granary was empty. This was the official warehouse for storing grain. The magistrate of Hengzhou committed suicide that night. Zhuo Yushi
Hurry to Tanzhou Prefecture to borrow food and appease the people. Once the court's relief arrives, the disaster will be alleviated. Will the Hengzhou Magistrate's crime be ignored?"
"Some people also say that death is the most important thing. When Zhuo Yushi investigated this case, he found that 26 heads were lost in Hunan that year, and more than 50 people were dismissed from their posts."
Mei Dianbu couldn't help but admire and sigh at the same time. Although his family was rich, no one entered the officialdom. Therefore, he mostly imagined his official career. After listening to the words of the historian Hua Chang, Mei Dianbu's horizons were greatly opened.
Du Changshi said in his heart, and I also remembered it. Du Changshi was indeed young when this case occurred, and he was still studying in the inner library, but an elder of his family, an uncle of his own, had served as a sesame seed-sized clerk in Hunan.
The official was implicated in this case and was dismissed from his post and returned home.
Hua Changshi said, "This is called the official voice."
Those who talk eloquently and impeccably are scholars.
A few people were eating when a man came running over from the dungeon, sweating profusely, with a frightened look on his face. He didn't say anything, he just looked at Du Changshi. Du Changshi immediately knew that Song Ping'an was doing something!
Du Changshi put down his chopsticks and ran towards the dungeon!
"Sir, doctor! We have to call for a doctor!" the cell leader shouted breathlessly.
Du Changshi turned around and shouted, "Lao Hua and His Highness want an imperial doctor to come over!"
Song Ping'an was injured on his shoulder, but what was fatal was the poison quenched by the bamboo arrow.
Song Pingan only had time to say the name of the poison he had tempered before he fainted.
This poison can be detoxified, but some of the medicinal materials used to detoxify it are very expensive.
If you are not an imperial physician, ordinary drug stores may not be able to get even a few detoxifying herbs.
Du Changshi directly transferred Song Pingan to his home.
Song Ping'an vaguely heard the familiar sound of crying. He comforted his wife softly, "Don't cry, I'm fine."
In fact, Ms. Li only saw her husband's lips move slightly. Ms. Li repeatedly called, "Mr. sir! Mr. sir!"
The call seemed to come from far away from the horizon, and then the sweet water was like a spring of life. Song Pingan instinctively swallowed it, and finally slowly opened his eyes.
Du Changshi went to visit Song Ping'an a few days later. Seeing that Song Ping'an's face had a light color, Du Changshi smiled and said, "The medical skills of Dr. Zhang's family are passed down from ancestors, and they are indeed well-deserved. How do you feel?"
"Lord Lao, I'm thinking about you. I'm feeling much better now."
After waking up, Song Ping'an learned from his wife that Du Changzhi had spent countless efforts and financial resources to save him. There were countless precious medicinal materials in the decoction he drank in the past few days. His daily diet was also a great tonic.
Mrs. Li poured the tea and served it herself. "Your Majesty, please speak to your husband, I will leave now." She also took her daughter out.
"The person who assassinated you has committed suicide." Du Changshi said, "Originally, I ordered two large magnets to be placed at the entrance of the dungeon to prevent someone from assassinating you. However, unexpectedly, the assassination techniques were full of tricks and the poison could not be used.
If iron weapons cannot be brought in, we will change bamboo arrows and use dead soldiers."
"To cure your poison, a decoction costs a hundred taels of silver. I didn't want to save you, but based on my previous estimation, you are not worth the money. Alas, although this dead man almost killed you, it was him too.
I saved you." Du Changshi slowly sipped his tea, "A person who is worth killing with a dead soldier is also worth spending a lot of money to save."
"Afterlife." Du Changshi read it once and then asked, "This poison is called afterlife. Do you know the origin of this poison?"
Song Ping'an was a little surprised. Isn't this just extremely poisonous?
"This poison is well-known in the royal family. When the cruel prince wanted to kill Emperor Taizong, he used this poison." Du Changshi did not miss Song Ping'an's look, "It seems you don't know the origin. This poison was originally poisonous.
To detoxify the poison, the miracle doctor Gu Qingcheng later developed an antidote. What you can make use of is the antidote made by the miracle doctor Gu a hundred years ago."
"But for such a poison, even I have only heard of its name, how did you know about it?" Du Changshi did not hide his curiosity, and frowned slightly when he saw Song Ping'an. Du Changshi asked, "The person who killed you, you
Do you know him?"
Song Pingan shook his head.
"Then how do you know that the poison you have been poisoned is the afterlife?"
Song Ping'an hesitated for a moment and then said, "I am very sensitive to various smells. Most poisons have their own unique smell. Colorless and odorless things are rare. Among all poisons, the only smell is the one I can see. I
When I was hit by an arrow, I took a gamble."
"How many things do you know about fragrance and poison that I don't know?" Du Changshi said, "What kind of person can train a person like you?"
Song Ping'an looked very complicated.
Du Changshi shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that no matter how outstanding a person is, if his character is bad, he will still fall into the lower class."
Such a light sentence made Song Ping'an very unhappy.
"You think I'm slandering them, but I'm just telling the truth." Du Changshi said, "You have been with the Zhou family for several years. When you arrived at the Zhou family, the Yan family's case was already closed. You know how they framed the case back then.
From the Yan family?"
"Speaking of it, it did provide me with a good idea." Du Changshi played with the small gold-illuminated fan in his hand, "Back then, the father and son were not allowed to plead guilty. In front of Yan's father, he was tortured and his son was tortured. Yan's father denied innocence.
vice versa."
"If I concoct you like this, I think you will answer all questions."
Du Changshi looked at Song Ping'an coldly with smiling eyes and asked him, "What do you think?"
Song Pingan's eyes were burning with hatred.
"You were sent to the Zhou family by your master. Could what your master did be more noble than this?" Du Changshi said with a frivolous look, "You don't look like a dog. He wants to kill you, so why not?"
So loyal?"
"What do you know?!"
"I don't understand." Du Changshi supported his chin with his fan bone, "Believe it or not, your wife and children will be in danger if they step out of my house even half a step!"
Song Ping'an's expression changed drastically, he sat up straight and grabbed Du Changshi's arm, "No!"
"Look, you also know what kind of thing your master is, and you still want to continue to work for him?!"