When Bai Ling went to see Mr. Shang again, Shangguan Yu was also receiving guests.
It was the first time for the Ninth Prince to visit, and Shangguan Yu treated him with courtesy.
Both of them were men of few words. When the tea was left to cool down and hot tea was served again, neither of them had the intention to speak.
If it weren't for the fact that the Ninth Prince was a guest, Shangguan Yu would definitely get up and leave. He was in no mood to sit around with him now.
"What's the matter with the Ninth Prince? Is it so difficult to talk about it?" Shangguan Yu was in a bad mood, and his tone was naturally not good.
"Nothing, I just came here unconsciously and wanted to come in and ask for a cup of tea." The Ninth Prince picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then put it down again, and said with a hint of regret: "I thought you would bring me some tea."
It seems that the tea from the Eastern Han Dynasty will not be so good today."
Seeing the serious look on the Ninth Prince's eyebrows, Shangguan Yu signaled to Nian Xia and asked her to prepare new tea.
The two sat across from each other for a while. After Nian Xia changed the tea, he respectfully left and went to the corridor to wait for instructions.
"I have something to say, and I would like to ask the Ninth Prince for his opinion." Shangguan Yu said.
Shangguan Yu has always admired the Ninth Prince's achievements and his attitude towards his soldiers.
Although the two met for the first time and Shangguan Yu did not meet each other in his true identity, it did not affect his appreciation of the Ninth Prince.
"Excuse me." The Ninth Prince sipped the tea as if he was tasting it, but in fact he was very preoccupied.
"I have a good friend who is not vying for the position of the head of the family. He is bent on tying up his brother to take care of the family business. But one day, he discovers that his brother appears to be prosperous on the surface, but is actually doing things that harm the people to achieve his goal.
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"But this good friend, on the one hand, takes into account the brotherhood, on the other hand, he has to weigh the safety of the family, but he dares and is unable to stop his brother's actions, and he is unwilling to join in the sin. How should he make a choice?"
Shangguan Yu turned his head and looked at the Ninth Prince, not wanting to miss a trace of his expression.
Sure enough, Shangguan Yu saw a look of painful struggle in the eyes of the Ninth Prince.
After not waiting for the Ninth Prince's answer for a long time, Shangguan Yu was not angry. Instead, he picked up the tea cup as if to see off his guests.
"As an outsider, I can tell you rationally. I advise your friend to stop his brother's behavior, otherwise the family will be in trouble! But I am not a party involved, and I cannot think about this matter from the perspective of the party involved."
The Ninth Prince stood up, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he turned to Shangguan Yu and said, "Some things are not as simple as they seem on the surface. Maybe next time we meet, I am willing to discuss this matter with Prince Shangguan."
Shangguan Yu tightened his grip on the tea cup without denying his identity.
The Ninth Prince was able to reveal his identity without threatening him, so he said he would keep it a secret for him.
The last sentence means that the Ninth Prince must have had some knowledge of the Western Han Emperor's actions, but he did not necessarily understand that deeply, and naturally he did not make a decision.
"Sure enough, the tea from my hometown is more to my liking." Shangguan Yu put down the tea cup and said something meaningful.
For the reason of checking the prescription, Mr. Shang did not go to the underground palace the next day. Instead, he hid in his room and waited for Bai Ling to arrive.
Not sure whether Bai Ling followed him yesterday, Mr. Shang was very anxious.
Even a man who has lived for half a century cannot bear such a scene. How can a little girl like Bai Ling bear it?
After getting angry, Mr. Shang began to worry about Bai Ling's endurance.
"Master." Bai Ling directly brought Mr. Shang into the space. It was really inconvenient to talk outside.
Bai Ling sought comfort from Shangguan Yu, and probably Mr. Shang also needed to vent his emotions.
"Girl, did you go yesterday?" Mr. Shang looked at Bai Ling, observed her complexion, and found something was wrong.
"Yeah." Bai Ling nodded, "I've seen it all."
"That little emperor, you really have no humanity! They are all living people. If he wants to do experiments, he can use animals to harm so many people!" Shang Lao lost his temper as expected.
Since Bai Ling had seen the scene in the underground palace and still had the same complexion as he did now, it showed that he could bear it well. Most of Shang Lao's worries were gone, and his anger naturally soared again.
Wandering in circles, Mr. Shang cursed a lot, still feeling very upset.
"Girl, can you take the master to the palace? Let's kill the emperor's son and see how he can harm others! Such a person will have to go to the eighteenth level of hell after death and never be reincarnated!" Mr. Shang turned around several times. He walked around, his throat was dry from the scolding, and then he came to Bai Ling.
"Master, don't be upset. I will take you to see the corpses of those poisoned people in Yaowang Valley, as well as some people who have been detoxified." Bai Ling reassured, and then took Mr. Shang directly to the two restricted areas.
However, Bai Ling first showed Mr. Shang those people who were unwilling to go home after detoxification and chose to stay and work at Bai Ling's place.
Shang Lao checked the pulses of several of them and found that their internal organs had been severely damaged.
Even with excellent medicines, the body will eventually become useless.
The master and the apprentice stood far away at the head of the field, looking at these poor people doing farm work, and they didn't look very good.
"Those who were poisoned for a short period of time found no abnormalities after detoxification, and Shangguan was also poisoned. Most of the people who stayed were those who were deeply poisoned. Even if they were detoxified, they would not be able to recover again. And as long as there is an incentive, they may become poisonous again."
Bai Ling explained: "After I detoxified them, I told them the truth. In order not to injure their families, some people no longer have any relatives, so they chose to stay and just want to spend the last part of their lives in a down-to-earth manner."
"These people are what you call poisonous people who were cultivated by using ice worms as poisons and refining poisons?" Mr. Shang's tone was extremely serious.
In the handwritten notes left by his ancestors, Shang Lao naturally knew about this poison and the form of poisonous people.
But in real life, this was the first time Mr. Shang came into contact with him.
"Yes." Bai Ling nodded and took Mr. Shang to the place where the body was stored.
Mr. Shang knelt down and examined each of these poisonous people according to their different conditions.
"This place has the function of keeping fresh. These corpses are still the same as when they were brought in. The people behind the scenes have been researching new medicines. I asked Senior Sister Aoxue that they want to make a medicine that can refine poisons and make them poisonous. The poison that poisons people has a certain ideological consciousness, but it has never been successful."
Bai Ling stood there, his eyes falling on the corpses, and his fists in his sleeves clenched.
After checking, Mr. Shang opened the wine bottle at his waist, rinsed his hands with strong liquor, and then returned to Bai Ling.
"Girl, can you also bring out those people in the underground palace?" After asking, Mr. Shang hurriedly added: "I mean, without alerting anyone or exposing your identity."
"Okay." Bai Ling nodded, but said distressedly: "It is easy to take away the people in the underground palace, and it is also easy to kill the emperor of the Western Han Dynasty. However, how many people in the Western Han Dynasty are involved, and they are related to refining these poisons. We don’t know what kind of relationship there is between people’s black hands and how many such underground palaces there are.”
"Stop beating around the bush with Master, tell me how you and Shangguan boy arranged it." Mr. Shang turned around and his eyes fell on the corpse again, "Although Master is not a kind person, as a doctor, he will never tolerate these people using drugs.
Killing innocent people wantonly. Especially, the gangster you are talking about is from the same ancestor as the Yaowang Valley ancestor!"
"I want to ask Master to do me a favor, but it may damage Master's reputation." Bai Ling raised his eyes, looked at Mr. Shang, and said apologetically.
"There is no need to be polite with the master, just tell me your plan, and the master will definitely cooperate with you." Mr. Shang promised without mind. (To be continued)