When the imperial physician arrived, Wen Linglong's cry was already extremely weak, and she kept spitting blood from her mouth, as if she was about to die at any moment.
Concubine Mei cried so much that her whole body was about to twitch, she hugged Wen Linglong tightly and refused to let go, there was no calmness on her beautiful face, she looked like a ferocious ghost.
The emperor ordered Concubine Mei to be dragged down mercilessly, and even though Concubine Mei's mournful screams echoed throughout the hall, his expression never eased.
Concubine Mei's panicked behavior before, coupled with the jade engraved with the word "bell", is enough to explain everything.
Even in the homes of ordinary people, this is an extremely embarrassing thing, let alone the royal family, the emperor gritted his teeth to suppress his anger, and only then supported his own face, but when he looked at Zhong Guoyi again, he no longer looked like It was so kind before.
The discussion in the hall disappeared, and everyone was watching Wen Linglong's situation. Some people who were a little smarter had already guessed something—someone was using this birthday banquet to cause trouble.
The concubines involved in the harem can be big or small, depending on the emperor's mood, but if the emperor's heir is involved, then it is not necessarily so.
With Wen Linglong's current appearance, it was obvious that she had been poisoned.
On the surface, it seems that Wen Linglong was poisoned, but on a deeper level, what is worth investigating is where Wen Linglong got poisoned from.
Inside or outside the hall, the nature is very different.
The most serious situation is in the hall. All the food and drinks in this hall have been strictly inspected, and the things brought in are the same. If someone can poison Wen Linglong's food, it is equivalent to being able to eat in Wen Linglong's food. The emperor's food was poisoned, but the poisoned objects were different.
Sure enough, several imperial physicians worked together to find out the cause of Wen Linglong's sudden vomiting of blood and abdominal pain.
"My majesty, there is something strange in the soup of the eleventh princess. The princess was poisoned only after drinking the soup." The imperial doctor knelt on the ground tremblingly, "As for what it is, we need to examine more carefully to find out the answer."
Hearing that, the emperor's face, which was so black that it couldn't be darker, became ferocious. He threw the wine bottle on the table in front of him, and said angrily, "A bunch of trash! Execute all those dog servants who deliver soup!"
The emperor was angry, and the wine bottle fell to the ground with a loud noise, and burst into pieces, and the people in the hall did not dare to breathe heavily.
When Wen Chan first heard it, his first thought was that the Holy Majesty had been stunned by these two things, lost his mind, and only wanted to execute those who made mistakes.
But if those slaves were really executed, his calculation would be in vain.
He was a little anxious, rubbing the hands hidden in his sleeves, thinking about how to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Liang Yanbei's gaze from the opposite side.
Liang Yanbei frowned slightly, and shook his head very slightly, as if he had seen through Wen Chan's thoughts.
This is an extremely small hint, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
But Wen Chan instantly understood what he meant and was enlightened.
The emperor's palace is extremely deep, and he is not a fool who is easily swayed by emotions. The reason why he said this is because he saw through that someone deliberately used this feast to shake off these scandals.
Concubine Mei was certainly at fault, but on such an occasion, such a method would indeed make the emperor lose face in front of all civil and military officials. , What he said just now was to deceive who was behind it.
As soon as the emperor opened his mouth, he was about to cut off the clues. At this time, as long as someone stood up to stop him, that person would most likely have something to do with this matter.
Because only the murderer behind the scenes is most nervous about his plan at this time.
Wen Chan was almost fooled!
He was secretly startled, he never imagined that his vigilance had dropped so much after not fighting wits with others for such a long time, if Liang Yanbei hadn't reacted quickly, Wen Chan would have stood up to persuade the Holy Majesty to keep those palace people.
Good risk, good risk!
Wen Chan suppressed his thoughts and calmed himself down slowly. After a short while, he heard the emperor change his words, "Bring all the imperial cooks and servants who deliver food here. I want to see who is so bold!"
Wen Chan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, planning that everything has gone well so far.
Wen Linglong was quickly carried out for medical treatment, and everyone stayed in the hall, quietly watching the next development of the situation. The emperor did not dismiss everyone, which showed that his suspicion had expanded.
Afterwards, all the royal cooks and palace people, as long as they had handled the birthday banquet, were escorted into the main hall, where they knelt together, and even the timid ones cried in fright.
Wen Chan took a look into the crowd, and saw the unobtrusive head tilt of the court lady whose eyes were like crabapple flowers he had praised.
The emperor's face was still full of anger, and he looked very scary, "My treasury has kept your bunch of untouched things?! Why can't you test the poison in the soup!"
"Your Majesty is wronged!" The leading imperial chef kowtowed and cried, "But those who are served on the tables of Your Majesty and the adults, Your Highness, and ladies, the temperature of the fire is strictly controlled, and the triple inspection, medicine test, device test , people try, and dare not neglect! Only after repeated confirmations do the palace people dare to bring it over, the servant really doesn't know why it was poisoned in it!"
An imperial cook beside him immediately continued, "Your Majesty! After eating and leaving the imperial dining room, it is no longer under the control of the servants! If anyone dares to go halfway..."
I didn't say anything later, but the meaning is already obvious.
The emperor also seemed to know that the chance of poisoning in the imperial dining room was very small, and it could only be done if he bribed the entire imperial dining room. After hearing a few explanations, he immediately turned around and asked the palace servants beside him, "Who is here for the eleventh party?" Soup?!"
Among the group of people sitting and kneeling, a court lady knelt and walked a few steps forward, her head fell on the ground and trembling, "Your Majesty! It wasn't the poison of the servant! How dare the servant have the courage to murder the princess that day! Please the emperor to see clearly." !"
The emperor didn't even bother to listen to her begging for mercy, and smashed a jug directly, "It wasn't you! Could it be that Eleven poisoned himself! Tell me! Who instigated you!"
"Your Majesty! I just remembered that I was on the road just now, and His Highness the Ninth Prince had approached the vessel containing the soup!" the maid yelled.
Wen Chan was nominated, and when he was shocked, he said in panic, "Father, my son just slipped on the snow when passing by, so I bumped into her by accident, and it is impossible for my son to poison the eleventh emperor sister." what!"
"The servant has no grievances or enmities with the princess, let alone seek death!" The palace maid took advantage of the loophole and hurriedly followed.
The emperor glanced at Wen Chan with a gloomy face, and then said, "You want to say that Lao Jiu poisoned Eleven, and then put the blame on you, a low (cheap) court lady? Are you an idiot, or do you think I am an idiot? "
"Slaves dare not!"
"Speaking of it." Wen Chan said suddenly again at this moment, "This maid is still in the Palace of Erchen."
Everyone didn't expect him to say this. Although the emperor didn't choose to trust the maid, he would have doubts because of it. However, at this moment, he suddenly took dirty water on himself. Isn't it stupid
Just listen to Wen Chan said, "I suspect that the poisoning of Xiyang Palace a few days ago was also done by this court lady."
There was a small uproar, full of surprise and understanding.
Originally, the two incidents of poisoning were unconnected, but since he mentioned it like this and pointed it at the same person, then the two incidents could be linked together.
The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the maid, and said with a sullen face, "Continue."
"Even though I was lucky enough to escape the poisoning that time, thinking that someone was going to kill me, I couldn't sleep or eat, and I had no choice but to investigate who had the evil intentions."
"On the night when the assassin was assassinated, all the palace people in Xiyang Palace were drugged into the dinner, which caused Erchen to call for someone in the middle of the night but no one answered. Therefore, Erchen suspected that there was an assassin in Xiyang Palace. The internal response should be tampered with in the meal."
"Later, someone in the palace was poisoned and died. Only then did the son confirm his previous guess, and he quietly ordered someone to investigate. Finally, he suspected the maid. Later, he sent someone to search the place where she lived and found a picture of her entry. A contract of sale in front of the palace."
Wen Chan gave Ah Fu a look. Ah Fu was already prepared, calmed down, took out a piece of yellowed paper from his sleeve, held it in both hands and handed it to the eunuch sitting next to him.
Wen Chan said, "It is a deed to buy the Zhong family as a slave. Although it has been redeemed, it can also show that this court lady was a slave of the Zhong family before entering the palace."
After saying this, he slowly let out a sigh of relief. At this point, his participation in the plan is over.
It doesn't matter whether this deed of sale is true or not, as long as it is handed over, the desired effect can be achieved.
He quietly glanced at Zhong Wenting, he hadn't looked at it until now, only then did he realize that Zhong Wenting seemed to be sweating profusely, he tried his best to suppress the fear, but because of this, his whole face was distorted, looking weird and ridiculous.
He stared at Wen Chan stubbornly, as if he only realized it at this time.
The same is true for Zhong Guoyi, even though his city is much deeper than that of Zhong Wenting, his expression at this moment is not the same.
The emperor unfolded the deed of selling himself, only glanced at him and became furious instantly, then turned his gaze to Zhong Guoyi, his voice was mixed with a thousand tons of boulders, and he pressed down heavily, "Zhong Guoyi!"
Zhong Guoyi hurriedly stood up and knelt on the ground, "The old minister is wronged!"
Zhong Wenting couldn't sit still either, and knelt down behind him, with his hands on the ground, it was obvious that his arms were shaking from fear.
Wen Chan only felt very happy, if he hadn't considered the occasion, he would have laughed out loud.
"Injustice? If there is really injustice, then go to the Gecha Mansion and talk about it!" The emperor slapped the table with his palm, the veins on his forehead were all bruised, "My will! Zhong Guoyi wants to murder the emperor's heir, and he will be dismissed and investigated. His sons, daughters, wives and concubines, servants of the mansion, and this low (low) court lady, all broke into the Gecha mansion!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Zhong Guoyi screamed in horror. He wanted to justify himself, but he was held up by the guards and pulled away without stopping.
Zhong Wenting, on the other hand, was completely resigned, didn't say a word of begging for mercy, and stared at Wen Chan resentfully until he was dragged out of the hall.
"You slaves!" The emperor pointed to the human being who sat down, "It's best to pray that nothing happens on the eleventh, otherwise we will all be buried with the eleventh!"
"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!" Those people knocked their heads loudly, and some blood dripped down their faces, which was very tragic.
The emperor turned a blind eye and left angrily, waving his sleeves.
A birthday banquet, before it even started, ended with such vigor and vigor.
After all the concubines and concubines left the palace, the discussion in the palace gradually became more heated. However, due to the faction of the Zhong family, no one dared to gloat in an open and honest manner. Only Liang Yanbei stood aside and said silently, "The Zhong family going to fall."
Xie Zhaoxue tilted her head in doubt, "How do you say that?"
Although murdering the emperor's heir is a serious crime, the person who poisoned him was not any member of the Zhong family. With only a contract of selling himself, it is easy to turn around. If you give up something, you can still keep the position of prime minister.
However, Liang Yanbei made an assertion.
He didn't explain, looked at Xie Zhaoxue and smiled, "Just protect Zhong Wenjin."
If Zhong Guoyi fell, Zhong Wenjin, the legitimate son, would be the first to be implicated. Fortunately, he is now a missing person in the Zhong family, and his mother Xie Yilu also left the Zhong family and returned to the Xie family half a year ago. Check, Xie Yilu should not be implicated.
It was Wen Chan who had thought about these things before attacking the Zhong family, and was caught off guard.
Such a sudden attack is the easiest to succeed and the easiest to cause injury.
After such a big event happened, no one dared to stay in the palace. After a while, the people in the hall left in disorder.
Among the sparse crowd, Liang Yanbei turned his head to look at Wen Chan before leaving, and saw that he was still standing where he was, with a blank expression on his face.
But very quickly, he came back to his senses, and turned his gaze over to meet Liang Yanbei's gaze.
His eyes are slightly bent, with a smile.
Liang Yanbei smacked his lips, unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt that his hard work these days was quite worthwhile, after all, he could make His Highness the Ninth Prince happy, wouldn't he
This is enough.