"Liang Langjun, after drinking this bowl of medicine, you can drink bean porridge." Jianjia held a bowl of dark medicine soup and handed it over with a smile.
Liang Feng took the medicine bowl expressionlessly. The medical worker surnamed Sun came over the day before yesterday, and surrounded him for a long time in amazement. There is a maid of the Li family guarding, no matter whether the medicine is good or bad, it must be drunk. Liang Feng wasn't picky either, and they wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything directly in the medicine. The mung bean water in the back is what he needs most now.
Picking up the bowl, a pungent smell shot straight to the sky. Decoction of traditional Chinese medicine can literally kill people. Liang Feng gritted his teeth and dried the bowl of sour and bitter "good medicine".
"Lang Jun, hurry up and get some candied fruit!" On the side, the little maid who had been prepared for a long time hurriedly stuffed a small piece of apricot into Liang Feng's mouth.
This thing is not sweet enough, but at least it can suppress the nausea. After finally sighing, he picked up the bean porridge and drank it slowly.
Seeing this, Lu Zhu heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Sun Yigong is here. Lang Jun has never had such symptoms before taking the powder. It scared the slaves to death!
Jianjia chuckled and said, "It's just that I haven't been able to do Sans properly, so I still have to take Hanshi San. Some time ago, there was news of typhoid fever in the county town, and several families died."
Green Bamboo's face turned pale immediately. Everyone in the world knows that typhoid fever is severe, and that seven or eight out of ten people who die prematurely in the country die from typhoid fever. The cold food powder is a good medicine against typhoid fever. The starting price for a dose is 3,000 yuan, unless the wealthy family members, ordinary people can't afford it even if they want to. Not to mention that this powder is also known as the "fairy recipe". After taking it, it can make people refreshed and sharp, and is deeply loved by nobles. It's just that after taking the powder, it is necessary to "do it" according to the rules to resolve the medicinal power. The so-called "cold clothing, cold drinking, cold food, cold sleeping, extreme cold is good", can you be safe and sound. This time Lang Jun's fainting, I am afraid that the calamity caused by the failure to disperse the scattered power.
The little girl is delicate and weak, but her heart is not bad, and she is even more jealous of her husband. After hesitating for a while, she said softly, "In the future, the slaves will take good care of you and help the Lord to go away."
Jianjia raised the corners of her lips: "That's right, Sister Lvzhu still has to be careful in the future."
The mung bean porridge was finished after a while, Liang Feng handed the empty bowl to Lv Zhu, and leaned back on the ebony table on the bed. Glancing at the conscientious maid, she sneered in her heart. Line scattered out of the problem? Probably not.
Although he was out of the dangerous period, the symptoms in Liang Feng's body were still quite serious for the past two days. Abdominal pain, vomiting, nervous headache, and colic raging in the stomach, all tormented his nerves. But these are secondary, the white horizontal stripes of about two millimeters on the nails are the things that make people vigilant.
Known in medical terminology as "Mie's lines," these are often seen in patients with heavy metal poisoning. Liang Feng has been a police officer for many years and has seen many victims of pesticide or rat poison poisoning. He is all too familiar with such symptoms. What caused the symptoms of poisoning was probably what Jianjia called "Cold Food Powder".
Saying "Han Shi San" may not respond to most people, but to put it another way, it's different. "Cold Food Powder" is also known as "Five Stone Powder". In later generations, as long as the famous people of Wei and Jin Dynasties are mentioned, in all likelihood, this drug cannot be avoided. After the promotion of several generations of celebrities, Wushi San was very popular in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and it can be said that it was an essential medicine for most aristocrats. However, no matter what the literati and literati boast about, in Liang Feng's view, this is a soft drug that can excite people in a short period of time, with symptoms of addiction and various complications at the same time.
Since it is a soft drug commonly used by the upper class, it is impossible for serious problems to suddenly arise. His current condition is apparently arsenic poisoning. As a son of an aristocratic family who often served Sansei, Liang Feng and his maidservant should be very familiar with Sansun methods. The sudden emergence of such an emergency and the formation of a serious pathological reaction in the body is most likely because someone has changed the pharmaceutical ingredients in the powder. If the drug containing arsenic is suddenly increased in dose, the consequences are naturally quite serious.
Such a poisoning method can be called ingenious. Even if Liang Feng really died, most people would think that there was a problem with the service and would not associate it with murder. The cold food powder is expensive, and it was prepared by Liang Feng himself. I am afraid it is not so easy to replace it.
Not missing the sneer on the lips of the Li family maid, Liang Feng laughed mockingly, it really was a bull's knife to kill a chicken. He retracted his gaze and said to Lvzhu, "Tell Ah Liang and Yan Sheng to come in."
Although the Liang family is already showing signs of decline, when they go out, there will always be only one maid to look after them. Aliang and Yansheng are the two stewards who serve personally. One is in charge of carriages and horses, and the other is in charge of internal affairs. They are both members of the Liang family, and they are very trusted by Liang Feng.
Hearing the order, Lu Zhu neatly turned around and went out to call for someone. Jianjia froze for a moment, but did not speak. Although the mistress had her life, let her stare at this Liang Langjun. But the identities are different, and they really can't allow her to interrupt when they order their servants.
After a while, two men followed behind Lv Zhu and walked into the room. Liang Feng did not speak immediately, but looked at the two of them carefully. I saw one of them was short and stocky, with dark skin and a somewhat excited expression. The taller, older one next to him had a happy expression on his face, his eyes drooping slightly, and he looked very humble.
Looking at the two of them, Liang Feng asked indifferently, "Aliang, how many people did you bring with you to Shangdang County this time?"
Unexpectedly, the master would ask this, the black and strong team manager was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "Lang master, this trip, including Lvzhu, has a total of twelve servants and three cars, all in It's in the backyard. Do you want to use it?"
Liang Feng said, "No need now. You should restrain your servants well, let them behave better, and don't cause trouble to your aunt."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the master knew that he was seriously ill, and was afraid that he could not restrain his servants and lost face at his aunt's house.
Jianjia smiled and said: "If Liang Langjun needs to employ people, he can also tell the slaves. The mistress ordered the slaves to take good care of Langjun. There is no need to worry about these mundane things."
Liang Feng didn't answer, turned to Yan Sheng, and continued to ask, "Where's the money? How much is left?"
This question is a little timid. Yan Sheng glanced at Jianjia who was standing there in embarrassment, and replied vaguely, "There are still about 20,000 yuan..."
As a marquis of Ting, he only took 20,000 yuan to go out of the house, which was simply shabby. Liang Feng didn't mean to be ashamed, he nodded and said, "Go and get 10,000 yuan. This time, I suddenly fell ill, and I have troubled my aunt and third brother to worry about the cost of medical medicine. It is better for me to come."
Really poor face, blinded by this outstanding appearance. Jianjia suppressed the disdain in her heart and persuaded: "Liang Langjun is too out-of-the-ordinary. If these money slaves are taken away, they should be punished by the mistress. Moreover, when Langjun is out, it is better to have some money with him."
This is a big truth, even if the twelve people are allowed to eat wind, they can't let the master suffer the slightest grievance. What's more, it is the critical moment of such a serious illness, let alone spending lavishly.
Unexpectedly, Liang Feng shook his head: "It doesn't matter, this time I went out, I brought a few more doses of cold food powder. Since someone in the county town is sick, let's sell all the powders, and I should be able to exchange some money."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Exchange cold food for money? This is too embarrassing! Who bought the cold food powder and sold it? However, Liang Feng didn't change his mind, his dark eyes locked on Yan Sheng's face: "What are you still doing?"
This urging made Yan Sheng's body tremble suddenly, and he stammered: "Change, change money? This...this is too out of the ordinary..."
"Since I'm seriously ill and can't take the powder, I can resell it to others. What's the problem? Go and get the cold food powder. I remember that those powders are also made by famous people.
The sweat on Yan Sheng's forehead came down: "This... this... "
Seeing the slave's sweaty appearance, Jianjia suddenly woke up. Oops! Back then, she handed over the stone powder to Yan Sheng herself. The cold food powder is extremely valuable, as long as you open the package, you can see the clues, not to mention sending it to the medical engineer for inspection. If the powder is found to be different, it will be a shocking case!
Thinking of this, she hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Lang Jun, it's really disrespectful to sell cold food powder. There's really no need for this, as long as I report to the mistress, I will definitely..."
Before Liang Feng could finish her sentence, he suddenly slapped the bed hard and raised the volume: "What? My words don't count? Where is Han Shi San?! Ah Liang, send someone to search his bedroom!"
This angry shout broke Yan Sheng's psychological defense line in an instant, his knees softened, he fell to the ground, trembling and begging for mercy: "Lang Jun! Little, the villain was obsessed for a while, begging Lang Jun to spare his life... That Han Shi San, That Hanshisan..." In the panic, he glanced at Jianjia, was frightened by the fierce light in the other's eyes, and lowered his head in embarrassment, "The Hanshisan quilt, quilt, I secretly sold it..."
"You idiot! Do you think I will die?" Liang Feng shouted angrily, his handsome face twisted a little, "Drag him out, blame me! Hit me hard! Cough, cough..."
The roar was interrupted by a violent cough, Liang Feng half curled his body, and coughed piercingly. Only at this moment did Lvzhu wake up, and he rushed over with an exclamation. Ah Liang was so angry that his face turned red, he grabbed Yan Sheng's collar and dragged him out. After a while, the sound of crackling boards and crying came from outside.
How did Kungfu develop into such a situation in a short while? Seeing the chaos in the room, Jianjia couldn't help but change her face, and said in a panic, "Liang... Liang Langjun...don't be angry, I'll go, I'll find Xiao Langjun..."
This is no longer something she can handle as a maid, so Jianjia saluted hastily and escaped from the room. Lu Zhu's tears all came down, and he rushed in front of Liang Feng crying: "Lang Jun! Lang Jun, don't be angry! Your health is important..."
The play has already been performed, but the cough will not stop in a half hour. Liang Feng adjusted his breathing hard, trying to stop the turbulence in his lungs, struggling to raise his hand, and clicked on the water bottle beside him. Green Bamboo is also sensible, and immediately ran to pour water. Although the cough was dizzy, Liang Feng's heart was clear.
He really guessed right.
If you want to be poisoned, you must have the ingredients of Wushi Powder and buy the servant in charge of the medicine, so that you can start without knowing it. There are only a few people in Liang Feng's subordinates, and it is absolutely impossible to skip the stewardship. In other words, one of the two must have a ghost.
So from the moment the two entered the door, Liang Feng had already begun to observe. A Liang's nervousness is very real, and the answer is quite straightforward, not the type who likes to use his brain. Yan Sheng's smile was much more hypocritical, and more importantly, this guy didn't dare to look up at himself, his fists clenched involuntarily, and he was nervous. This performance is not quite right. You must know that these servants depend on the Liang family for their lives. If the master suddenly has a problem, their life will not be easy. At this critical moment of visiting a seriously ill person, I dare not even lift my head, and it doesn't look like it at all.
With this judgment, Liang Feng suddenly shot and mentioned that he wanted to sell Hanshi Powder. Of course, this will hit Yan Sheng's weakness. Generally speaking, the poisoner who has a close relationship with the victim will not overdose at one time. For their own safety, they prefer to dispense the poison several times, creating the illusion of a chronic disease. Therefore, those few doses of Han Shi San are likely to be passive. After Liang Feng became ill, most of Yan Sheng did not dare to keep physical evidence, and even if he did not have time to destroy it, he would never dare to bring it to the doctor for examination. In the panic, lying about selling is the best choice.
This is a vicious feudal society, stealing such a valuable thing, the owner may have 100% right to dispose of it, and execution is not a big problem. However, Liang Feng just let people drag him out to fight. This is not only to kill the chickens, but also to catch the big fish behind him. It just depends on how the poor acting Master Li will react.
The warm soup came to his mouth, and Liang Feng swallowed hard. The burning pain showed no sign of abating, like a sharp blade slashing his throat. Arsenic poisoning is no joke. Eating a lot of boiled mung beans every day can only alleviate some of the symptoms. However, if you don't leave here, you won't be able to treat the disease well. You must find a way to leave first! With a flicker of his body, Liang Feng couldn't hold it any longer and fell back on the bed.
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See someone ask, explain.
Gathering is a gathering of ancient literati chanting poetry and discussing knowledge. For example, the famous Lanting Collection Preface is a masterpiece born during the Lanting Elegant Collection.
As for Marquis Ting, it was the last of the marquis. Liehou has a feudal country, and the land tax is levied according to the amount of land and output owned by the number of households in the closed area for their enjoyment, which is called food town. There is no civil right to govern in a closed country. Liehou Fengguo varies in size, the larger one is equivalent to a county, called the Houguo; the smaller one is a township and a pavilion. Therefore, the county, Xianghou, and Tinghou, etc. were sealed by the size of the country's food towns, and they were named after their fiefs. For example, Guan Yu's Hanshou Tinghou was sealed in Hanshou, and the title of Tinghou (rather than Hanshou Tinghou's sentence XD) was changed to fifth-class during the Jin Dynasty, and Tinghou was the fifth rank. To put it simply, the emperor allocated a village the size of a hundred households to him, and the tax in this village was calculated as his own salary.
Mung bean does have a certain effect on arsenic poisoning, but it is not a pure "local method". But the words of the novel, don't take it too seriously =w=