The two discussed the countermeasures, and in the afternoon the people from Dali Temple went to King Jing to find Yuan Rui to understand the situation, and also wanted to find Mr. Qingyue through him.
Dali Temple did not dare to be rude. The person who came was Zhao Qingyuan, the young minister of Dali Temple. He has a reputation for being upright. He is in his thirties, unsmiling, old-fashioned and cold, and has a strong intimidating power.
As soon as he sat down in the lobby, the criminal looked timid.
"Prince Yuan, I would like to trouble you to find Mr. Qingyue. The Pang family is suing his prescription for being poisonous and human life is at stake. The emperor is furious. Please help me, Crown Prince."
Yuan Rui said: "Of course, Mr. Qingyue is also very famous. I have sent people to find him. I was the one who brokered this matter. I was shocked when something like this happened.
But there are some situations where I think it’s necessary to talk to Mr. Zhao.”
Yuan Rui talked about Pang Chongwu's illness and why Lord Pang needed to take medicine, including that he had been childless for many years and it was because of toxins in his body that he could not have children.
Zhao Qingyuan frowned: "You mean, Master Pang is very suspicious?"
Yuan Rui waved his hand: "No, I don't mean anything. I just told what I know. The specific truth needs to be investigated by Dali Temple. I will not make any judgment without evidence."
Zhao Qingyuan nodded: "Thank you, Prince, for informing me. I will investigate clearly, but I still have to find Mr. Qingyue to find out."
"Okay, if nothing unexpected happens, Mr. Qingyue will come tomorrow, and I will accompany him to Dali Temple for questioning."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Seeing that Yuan Rui was very talkative, Zhao Qingyuan became more suspicious of Pang Chongwu and his son.
Early the next morning, Wen Yao dressed up as Mr. Qingyuan and went to Dali Temple with Yuan Rui. Yuanhua was also clamoring to go, but the maid whispered a few words in her ear, and Yuanhua left in a hurry, leaving them to enjoy the time.
world of two people.
Wen Yao was a little curious, what could make Yuanhua stop watching her favorite excitement and leave without hesitation? Something was wrong.
Yuan Rui: "She has been sneaking around in the past few days. I will follow her back to see if she has fallen in love with any young man and caused harm to others."
Wen Yao was funny: "Don't worry about other people's emotional affairs. If you keep interfering, it will be difficult for Huahua to get married in her life."
Yuan Rui said forcefully: "I'll take care of you. If you can't get married, you can't get married."
Wen Yao: "..."
What a real brother!
Wen Yao didn't care about their siblings' affairs. His younger brothers couldn't teach them well, let alone guide others.
When the two arrived at Dali Temple, Zhao Qingyuan was very polite and curious about Wen Yao. Seeing his mask, he asked, "Can't Mr. Qingyue show his true face?"
"No, my master has many enemies. I am taking great risks when I come here. Mr. Zhao must protect me."
Zhao Qingyuan habitually doubted him: "Did your master kill many people? If you say that, it will easily make people doubt your medical skills. This case will be very detrimental to you."
Wen Yao said: "It's not that my master's medical skills are not good, but his way of treating diseases is a bit weird. Have you ever seen someone pry open a person's head?
Have you ever seen people cut open their stomachs? Not to mention drawing blood and dripping water into the blood. Doctors are not gods. They cannot save lives every time. If there are unreasonable patients, they will blame my master.
Already.
I have said all these things in advance. If you are willing to accept it, I will treat it. If you are not willing, don’t force it. There are many people begging me to treat illnesses. If it weren’t for the face of Prince Yuan, I would not treat high-ranking officials. It would be too troublesome.
Already."
There are many rules, no trust in doctors, and high risks. Wen Yao made it very clear.
The reputation of the ghost doctor is indeed mixed. The Imperial Medical College even said that he was an evil doctor and was not worthy of being a doctor.
However, the holy hands of ghost doctors can cure diseases that cannot be cured in hospitals. News of cured patients has come out many times, and patients with no way out are willing to grasp this last life-saving straw.
Therefore, the rules of the ghost doctor's treatment are life and death. It's not that we don't save people who are dying, but if we save one, it is a miracle.
Zhao Qingyuan understood and asked about the business: "Do you have anything to say about Lord Pang's death?"
Wen Yao: "This is too much to say. I just wrote a prescription. You can take the prescription to any doctor and take a look. If the prescription is not right, I will bury Sir Pang immediately.
Another possibility is the problem of medicine. This has nothing to do with me, because it is not my medicine. I have to ask whoever got it from.
But if Mr. Zhao wants to find out the truth as soon as possible, I can help. The fastest way is to conduct an autopsy."
Zhao Qingyuan said: "The work has been carried out. There are no signs of poisoning or external injuries. The cause of death is unknown. It can be said that the death is very strange."
Wen Yao: "The method of doing the autopsy is different from mine. If you believe me, you might as well let me take a look. Maybe I will find something different."
Zhao Qingyuan: "There is some trouble. After all, he is a viscount, Hui's biological father. The autopsy was done at Pang's house. He left without finding any clues. Now I am afraid that he has been put in the coffin. If he wants to do another autopsy, he will also need Mrs. Pang's
agree."
It is very unlucky to put it in the coffin and then open it. It will disturb the deceased's rest. You don't have to think twice to know that Mrs. Pang will not agree.
Wen Yao said indifferently: "That's your accusation, my lord. To say something ugly, to give justice to the deceased, let alone put it in the coffin, even if you set the nails in the coffin and bury it in the ground, if you really want to find the murderer, you will do it."
Dig it out and do an autopsy and look at the bones."
"I have said all that I need to say. My suspicion is actually very easy to find out. It only takes a prescription. Anyone who knows medical skills can tell whether it is harmful to others.
That is to say, I am afraid of trouble, otherwise I will sue Mrs. Pang for falsely accusing me, repaying kindness with hatred. If I hadn't taken action, would her son be alive?
People's hearts are not as old as they used to be. I won't even treat the illnesses of high-ranking officials in the future. It will be too much trouble."
Wen Yao looked impatient. It's not like I'm begging you to help you.
Yuan Rui echoed: "Mr. Qingyue is right. Mr. Zhao, it would be very interesting if Mrs. Pang refused to open the coffin."
Zhao Qingyuan is also a decisive person: "Okay, wait a moment, I will go to the palace to ask for the emperor's decree. Whether Mrs. Pang wants it or not, this matter is no longer a matter for the Pang family. I, the Dali Temple, will take over and give justice to the deceased.
"
An hour later, Zhao Qingyuan came back, accompanied by his father-in-law, who came to take a look on behalf of the emperor. This was the favor Hui Bin asked for, and she also wanted to find out the cause of her eldest brother's death.
It's not like burying it and digging it up again. It's not the day of the funeral yet, so I just opened the coffin and took a look. Hui Concubine can still accept it.
Yuan Rui and Wen Yao looked at each other, Hui Bin was really a helper, but they didn't know if she would regret it when the truth came out.
When a group of people came to Pang's house, Mrs. Pang's face turned pale when she saw Wen Yao. She felt guilty and scared and did not dare to look into Wen Yao's eyes.