After hearing Zhou Ding's statement, Lin Fengjin was suddenly stunned and hurriedly asked:
"So, since then, after Jingyuan changed his title, are there any records of Emperor Wei Lie's illness?"
Zhou Ding was stunned and said:
"If you don't mention it, I really haven't noticed this matter. However, in the history books before the name change of Jingyuan, almost every year when autumn comes, there will be historical records with a sentence saying that the autumn wind rises.
, if the emperor coughs very violently, he will stop going to court."
"As long as it involves the physical aspects of the emperor, it cannot be written by the historian without authorization, and it is not something that Emperor Wei Lie can add if he wants. It is because the emperor is a model for a country, and if Emperor Wei Lie wants to
If you don't want to go to court, then you have to give an explanation to the civil and military officials, and they will hang it up with a brocade plaque outside the Meridian Gate."
"Therefore, when the autumn wind blows and the emperor coughs violently, he will stop going to court. This sentence should have been directly written on the imperial edict by the imperial physician to inform the world and tell the world why the emperor did not go to court today. It was because he was ill.
, similar to the fact that the current leave request must be issued by the hospital to be valid. In this case, the historian next to him will record it truthfully - I have just read the historical materials on the Jingyuan era, and I can basically confirm that Jingyuan.
After the reform of the Yuan Dynasty, there are indeed no relevant records about Emperor Lie's cough."
Lin Fengjin nodded solemnly, thoughtfully.
When Zhou Ding saw Lin Fengjin's expression, he suddenly laughed and said with a breath of wine:
"Junior Brother, why are you interested in such a thing? This matter of Emperor Wei Lie seems a bit strange, but it is not unusual at all. It is because of luck. My sister-in-law is like this. She was very sick when she was young, and she said it almost every winter.
I couldn't get through it, but after I was thirteen years old, my body and bones suddenly got better. I gave birth to a fat son a few years ago, and both mother and child were safe. This kind of thing happens all the time."
Lin Fengjin nodded, squeezed out a very forced smile and said:
"Senior brother is right, come and have a drink."
The wine brought by Lin Fengjin was very mellow. Zhou Dingrao was an alcoholic, and he was eighty percent drunk after drinking. Otherwise, it must have been seen that Lin Fengjin's face was very ugly at this time, and he probably drank again.
After a few drinks, Lin Fengjin suddenly said:
"I just heard what my senior brother said, and it seems that Emperor Wei Lie has a prince?"
Zhou Ding nodded and said:
"Yes, that's right. If Emperor Wei Lie doesn't have a prince, then he won't be able to delay the transfer in November. As long as he doesn't go to court for half a month, Prince Wu Qian Zhen can get enough support to ascend the throne."
Lin Fengjin muttered:
"In the seventh year of the reign of David, the demon star appeared, and Emperor Wei Lie died suddenly ten days later. The David Dynasty fell into an analytical collapse from then on. However, strictly speaking at that time, the people of the David Dynasty were not completely devastated. Since Emperor Wei Lie
There is a prince here, so why doesn’t the prince ascend the throne and come out to clean up the mess? Even if the prince is young, with the help of the queen, the queen mother, and the wise ministers, how can it lead to a dispute among the five kingdoms? "
Zhou Ding burped and said drunkenly:
"Of course it's because the prince died a long time ago. It is said that Emperor Wei Lie was very sad after the prince's death, so he said he did not want to talk about it more. However, he gave the prince a grand burial and directly used his own tomb to renovate it.
After a while, he buried the prince inside. This matter is rarely mentioned in the history books. However, the prince was only seven years old when he died. There are too many children in the palace who died young, far more than among the people. This is also
It’s nothing.”
"Some people say that the palace maids were beaten to death. There were too many palace attendants and the yin energy was too strong, so they said it hindered the growth of children. This is all fucking lies to deceive others. It is really because children do not know how to take precautions and have human hearts.
It’s sinister, and there are many people who are willing to take risks for the sake of generations of wealth.”
When Lin Fengjin saw that Zhou Ding was already drowsy, he hurriedly asked:
"When did the prince die?"
Zhou Ding had already started to slip under the table, his eyes were drunk and he stammered:
"Okay, it seems to be January or February of the first year of Jingyuan. I also brought some information back from the library. When you come back, you can read it yourself."
After saying that, he lay directly on the table and snored loudly after a while. Lin Fengjin turned to look at the desk next to him and found that there were really piles of books and other things there. But one advantage was that Zhou Ding was
Although the person seems to be unkempt, he is still very good at organizing and classifying these things. Otherwise, Lin Fengjin would burst into tears just from this pile of books.
At this time, Lin Fengjin plunged into the pile of books, flipping through and recording at the same time, his face becoming more and more gloomy. At this time, he realized that he had gradually begun to get closer to the truth, although the truth was probably higher than imagined.
Even more cruel
After flipping through these books and so on, it was already the time for the rooster to crow for the first time. At this time, Zhou Ding was still sleeping soundly, drooling in a big pool and soaking the table. From time to time, he would cluck his mouth a few times and say
He said a few words in his sleep such as "Come on, do it" and "Don't be an adulterer". Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Lin Fengjin didn't wake him up, but went out directly.
At this time, Lin Fengjin already felt very tired physically, but his spirit was quite high. He didn't want to run around, so he went directly to the No. 1 Grill outside. When the shopkeeper saw the big boss coming early in the morning, he was very frightened. Lin Fengjin
Jin waved his hands and ignored them, and simply said that he had a poetry meeting with his classmates last night. Everyone ate, drank, admired the flowers and the moon and made noise all night long. He didn't sleep well and came here to find a place to rest.
High-end restaurants like Tian Xia No. 1 Grill are engaged in student business in colleges, so the situation Lin Fengjin mentioned is really not to be seen too often. There are drunken guests at Tian Xia No. 1 Grill almost every day.
You can't walk here, so a building has been built next to it to give these drunken customers a place to rest.
Of course, the free resting place on the first floor is definitely not as good as the paid resting place on the second floor. The third and fourth floors are completely modeled after the best inns in Yedu City. Since Lin Fengjin came and said he wanted to rest, he immediately
Two waiters frightened him and took him to Room No. 1 of Tianzi. They followed the instructions to fetch water and other things, and they were very attentive.
Lin Fengjin found a wooden bucket and took a hot bath, then went to bed and fell asleep, but he still couldn't fall asleep as he tossed and turned, as if there was a fire in his heart, so he sat up again, and then sat next to him
He sat down on the table, took out the things that Tian Xiangzi and the others had brought out of the secret cave from the Xumi Mustard Seed Ring, and arranged them on the table according to memory.
However, just when Lin Fengjin took out the pen, he suddenly found that the tip of the brush was suddenly crooked, and it was very skewed. Lin Fengjin looked at it, touched it with his hand, and the tip of the brush suddenly
It fell, leaving only an empty pen tube.
Ninety-nine percent of the barrel of the brush is made of hollow bamboo. Lin Fengjin looked at the barrel, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He simply removed the decorative stopper on the back of the barrel.
Then I found a chopstick from the side, whittled it into a long and pointed bamboo stick, pointed it at the pen barrel and stabbed it in.
Sure enough, Lin Fengjin felt a touch coming from inside the pen barrel after he inserted it less than an inch. Then he continued to use force very carefully to push out the thing hidden inside, only to find that it was a small ball of paper.
The roll was wrapped into a barrel shape and stuffed into the pen tube. The texture of the paper roll was quite good, and it unfolded with just a touch.
Lin Fengjin opened the scroll and took a look. What was recorded on it was not a big secret, but just a prescription. And the medicines on this prescription were not popular - ginseng, Shouwu, Poria.
, Schisandra chinensis, and Sichuan Fritillary scallops were added at the end. It can be said that the prescription is smooth and stable. It also has antitussive effects among the tonics, and the medicines used are all good medicines.
However, when Lin Fengjin saw the signature, his palms placed on the chair next to him tightened suddenly, and a crisp sound of "click" came from the chair handle. It was made of hard yellow plow wood.
The chair was pinched in an instant and several clear cracks appeared!
What made Lin Fengjin so rude? It was written clearly on the signature: Chentai Hospital gave Xu Gu the crown from the seventh rank, Chentai Hospital gave Yun Hanmo the crown from the seventh rank, Chentai Hospital ranked eighth
Hanmu is in Zhiyuan, the eighth-grade Hanmu of Chentai Hospital is his eternal words, the eighth-grade Hanmu of Chentai Hospital is Sun Xiangdi, the eighth-grade Hanmu of Chentai Hospital is commissioned by Hongwei, I would like to draw up the decree of David Fengchang in the fifth year of the 11th year.
The twenty-eighth day of the month.
This, the first half of this prescription doesn't look out of the ordinary, it's just an ordinary prescription, but, but!! The signature at the back is absolutely unusual!
Needless to say, what kind of place is Tai Hospital? All the doctors there are imperial doctors! And in Tai Hospital, the doctors responsible for treating patients can only be promoted to the seventh rank at most, which is the Tai Hospital mentioned above.
The title of the seventh-rank official is the same administrative level as the county magistrate, so there is a saying that a good doctor is not a good prime minister. Similarly, the eighth-rank official of Taiyuan Hospital is also an official position, but the rank is lower.
If the information leaked in the previous sentence is not obvious, then the last four words "I would like to imitate the holy judgment" directly indicate one thing, that is, this prescription was prescribed to the emperor at that time.