"Do you still have to ask?" Song Yang's voice was clear: "When I performed my performance, the fourteen people present in the Golden Palace were all poisoned. If they ignore it, they will go crazy in ten days... Counting from now on, there will be five
God, the antidote is here. If they take it before the poison is released, they will be fine. It will trouble you to detoxify them."
After Song Yang thought for a while, he added: "If you don't want to save them, I don't care, but Mr. Du helped me that day, so I owe you a favor to save him."
Ren Churong's mind was in a mess, and he was completely confused. He sat in a chair for a while before coming back to his senses: "Jinluan Palace poisoned, this is a heinous crime...why?" After that,
She took a long, deep breath and tried to calm down: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Song Yang's answer was extremely simple: "I'm afraid they won't let me go to Yan State."
The day before the palace examination, the six words written on the palm of Song Yang Ren Churong were: If he dies, who will succeed?
Emperor Hong Leong is only in his twenties, and his first few children were all girls. He just gave birth to a son last year, and he can't even speak now. If something happens to Hong Leong suddenly, he is the most qualified person in the court to inherit the throne.
The King of Zhenxi, who was an uncle of the emperor and had a powerful army, was none other than King Zhenxi. To say the least, even if King Zhenxi was not the emperor, he would at least be the regent.
On the second day of February, Song Yang took the opportunity of the palace examination to spread poison in the Jinluan Palace.
The identity of the Yan people weighing on his head and the inherent shortcomings of the topic of how to strengthen a country made Song Yang unsure about being selected, so he made preparations in advance...
The poison will take effect in ten days, and the results of the palace election will be announced in five days. According to Song Yang's calculation, if he loses the election, then the Nanli Kingdom will change its dynasty. Fenglong will go crazy, and King Zhenxi will succeed. With his own and
The relationship between the sisters of the Ren family should give the new emperor the opportunity to overturn the previous emperor's imperial edict and re-draw the candidates for the first-level competition. If he can be selected, everyone will naturally be happy. All he has to do is find a way to detoxify everyone in the palace within five days... This 'detoxification'
The only solution is Ren Churong.
To put it bluntly, Song Yang did not hesitate to turn Nanli Chaotang upside down just to ensure an 'opportunity': a chance to be re-elected after being defeated.
Ren Churong had calmed down a lot, but his voice still couldn't suppress a slight tremor: "When the emperor and the core members of the dynasty are gone overnight, do you know how much trouble will be caused? How many fights will be caused? How many people will be involved?
Lose your life? If you do this...Song Yang, are you too crazy?!"
Song Yang was noncommittal, his voice was very soft when speaking, but his tone was serious: "I must go to the Yipinlei of Yan State. I will do whatever it takes to get closer to that seat. As for other things... I won't go.
think."
Ren Churong's thin lips quivered for a while, but in the end he stopped scolding him and just shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you think detoxification is easy?"
"Of course it's not an easy task, at least I can't do it, so I have to trouble you."
Detoxification sounds like nothing, but the most troublesome thing is that the antidote must be taken orally to be effective. Song Yang can't walk up to Fenglong with a vial: Your Majesty, you have been poisoned, please drink the antidote... How do I know you?
Poisoned? Well, don’t ask.
If you want to detoxify, you have to mix the antidote in the food without knowing it, and let the emperor eat it... In the past few days, Song Yang has no chance to see Fenglong again. Although Nanli is a small country, the palace
The guards in the inner courtyard are also extraordinary. With his current ability, it is almost impossible to sneak into the palace at night without being noticed.
As early as the beginning of the poisoning, Song Yang had already planned that the detoxification would be left to Ren Churong.
Princess Chenghe's eyes twitched, but she still shook her head and refused: "I can't do it! I can give the antidote to the Holy Master without knowing it, and I can poison him quietly. Do you think I have that much ability?
Huh? Mr. Song thinks highly of me too much."
Song Yang answered truthfully: "It's not that exaggerated. There will be experts in poison identification in the palace who will be responsible for checking the emperor's daily diet. It is almost impossible to poison through food and drink, but the antidote is non-toxic... mix it with delicacies and mushrooms and eat it together."
It tastes pretty good. If you use your brain, you will always find a way." As he said that, he smiled again and repeated the old words: "This is a great opportunity for your father. Anyway, I gave you the antidote. How about you?
It's up to you to detoxify them, all I want is to compete in the competition, and I don't care about anything else."
Ren Churong casually took a bottle of antidote and played with it gently. He remained silent for a long time. The horror on his face had dissipated at some point. Instead, he concentrated on thinking, his eyes twinkling... Everyone understood that Song Yang was right.
What does "your father is a great opportunity" mean? Princess Chenghe was thinking about it and weighing it.
After a while, her brows relaxed. Ren Churong still gave up the 'opportunity'. This matter was too big and happened too suddenly. It was impossible to judge whether it was a blessing or a curse. Maintaining the status quo was the safest choice.
...Ren Churong nodded to Song Yang: "I will do my best to detoxify. There are still three things I can't figure out about the whole thing, and I want to hear your explanation."
Song Yang responded happily: "Just ask."
"You were poisoned during the imperial examination, just in case this emperor doesn't give you a chance, you will find another opportunity from the next emperor." Ren Churong couldn't help but shook his head as he spoke, and even cursed 'madman' in his heart.
, and then asked: "It's easier to poison in the post house than to poison in the Golden Palace, right?" There were less than forty folk weirdos, and a total of ten people went to the ring. From a common sense point of view, Song Yang only had to poison the people in the post house.
If the contestants kill more than half of their poisons, they will definitely be selected.
"There are two biggest obstacles to whether I can be selected. One is that I am from Yan; the other is that the topic of how to strengthen a country is not suitable for being an envoy. If Fenglong cannot be impressed by the Golden Palace, even if he poisons all the other heroes, he will
They won’t let me go to Yan State. Besides, during the Chinese New Year, everyone was drinking and gambling and getting along well, so I don’t want to do anything to them.”
Ren Churong didn't comment. After coughing slightly, she asked the second unknown point: "It's just out of curiosity...how did you poison His Majesty?"
For a poison master, it was undoubtedly a proud thing to be able to spread poison on the Jinluan Palace, but Song Yang didn't smile too much, but asked a little confused: "Ren Xiaofu told you about my uncle, right?"
Although it was a question, Song Yang said directly without waiting for the other party's answer: "You Li is a truly strange person and a truly lazy person. He has refined countless magical medicines, but he can't even bother to name them."
Ren Churong responded casually: "I heard Xiao Fu say, 'I'm not hungry'."
"Yes, if he has a hundred kinds of elixirs, at least fifty of them have names like this: No hunger, no sleepiness, no pain... However, the names of the other fifty kinds of elixirs are very gorgeous.
"Mr. You is too lazy to come up with a name, as can be seen from the word 'not hungry', but... what about 'new coolness'? The world is a big dream, and life has experienced new coolness several times. If you don't die once, there is no talk of new coolness.
The name of this fake death medicine actually has some flavor.
There are many types of Tibetan medicines offered by You Taiyi. Regardless of their efficacy, they can be divided into two completely opposite categories in terms of names. One type is as straightforward and ridiculous as "immortality"; the other type is as ethereal as "Xinliang".
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"I haven't asked him about this, but I can guess the reason - my uncle's master or master is an elegant man." Song Yang smiled lightly: "Uncle's self-created medicines all have lazy names; but
The prescriptions he learned from his master's school all have elegant names." Chu Rong was not interested in Dr. You at all, but she did not interrupt Song Yang and just waited silently for the next step.
Song Yang's voice was calm: "My uncle and I learned a fierce recipe before, and the name was very nice. It was called: Luanhua gradually becomes charming. Such a name, no need to ask, it is the inheritance of his master. This
Dao Fangzi is what I used this time. It is a powerful hallucinogen that can confuse the five ears until it makes people go crazy."
Ren Churong chewed the strange name of the poisonous recipe in his mouth. After a moment, he suddenly looked up and said slowly: "I sent someone to check. On the first day of February, you bought six medicinal materials: 'Luan' stone fruit, 'Hua' lotus root,'
Song Yang let out a 'huh' sound and said with a smile: "Reacting so quickly? Princess Chenghe is indeed smart, and it's not in vain that the little catcher always praises you. Luan, Hua, Jian, Lust, Confusion, People, Eyes, Every
The words are all the main ingredients of this recipe, and the seven ingredients are ordinary medicinal ingredients. After being refined, the resulting poison is the most ferocious poison."
Stones and fruits, flowers and lotus roots, gradually cold clothes... Take one word from the name of each medicine, it is "the flowers gradually become charming".
Ren Churong's brows furrowed slightly: "A highly poisonous compound made from seven medicinal herbs? But you only bought six medicinal herbs. Where is the 'eye'?" After saying that, she couldn't help laughing at herself and shaking her head, feeling that she had asked a stupid question.
Song Yang brought a lot of medicinal materials with him, but in the end he didn't buy them because he already had them.
Song Yang could understand the princess's thoughts and shook his head with a smile: "I thought wrongly. I don't have the last medicine... I don't need to have it. It's all over the sky. You can get as many as you want. The flying catkins of Yan'ertong are that."
Eye'."
Ren Churong was stunned for a moment, then he remembered a small incident from the past, and his eyes widened: "On the way from Qingyang to Beijing, you asked me about the scenery of Phoenix City with flying catkins in early spring. Were you thinking about this at that time?
"
Song Yang was very happy: "You still remember such a small thing."