Royal Road

"Liang Langjun, after drinking this bowl of medicine, you can drink bean porridge." Jian Jia held a bowl of black medicinal soup and handed it up with a smile.

Liang Feng accepted the medicine bowl blankly. The medical worker surnamed Sun had been here the day before yesterday, and he surrounded him for a long time, and he had a new pulse diagnosis and prescribed a lot of Chinese medicine. The maid of the Li family guarded her, no matter whether the medicine was good or bad, she had to drink it. Liang Feng wasn't too picky, and they wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything directly in the medicine. The mung bean water behind is what he needs most now.

Picking up the bowl, a pungent smell rushed to the sky. The decoction of Chinese medicine can kill people. Liang Feng gritted his teeth, shut his breath and dried the bowl of sour and bitter "good medicine."

"Langjun, hurry up with candied fruit!" On the side, the little maid, who had been prepared for a long time, hurriedly stuffed a small piece of dried apricot into Liang Feng's mouth.

This thing is not sweet enough, but it can suppress the nausea. After finally being relieved, he picked up the bean porridge and drank slowly.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhu sighed: "Fortunately, Dr. Sun is here. Mr. Lang has never had this symptom before taking the medicine. It scares the slave to death! If you don’t take it, he will stop..."

Jian Jia chuckled and said, "It's just that I didn't manage to disperse it properly. I still have to take Hanshisan. Some time ago, there was news of typhoid fever in the county town. Several households died."

Lu Zhu's face turned pale immediately. Everyone knows that typhoid fever is severe, and people who died early in the country are killed by typhoid fever seven or eight times out of ten. And Hanshisan is a good medicine against typhoid fever. The starting price for a dose is three thousand dollars, unless the magnate, even if ordinary people want to take it, they can't afford it. Not to mention that this powder is also known as the "fairy prescription". After taking it, it can refresh people and have a sharp mind. It is deeply loved by the nobles. Only after taking the medicine, it is necessary to "act the medicine" according to the rules to resolve the medicine's power. The so-called "cold clothes, cold drinks, cold food, cold lying, extreme cold benefits goodness" can be safe and sound. This time Lang Jun's fainting was probably caused by his failure to diverge.

The little girl is delicate, weak and weak, but her heart is not bad, and she admires her own man. After hesitating, she said softly: "In the future, the slave and maid must take good care of her and help the prince go away."

Jian Jia's lips curled up: "Yes, Sister Lvzhu will still have to be careful in the future."

The mung bean porridge was drunk clean in a while, Liang Feng handed the empty bowl to the green bamboo, and leaned back on the ebony pedestal on the bed. Looking at the conscientious maid, she sneered in her heart. What's wrong with the line? I'm afraid not.

Although out of the danger period, Liang Feng's symptoms in his body were still quite serious in the past two days. Abdominal pain, vomiting, neurotic headache, and cramps raging in the stomach, all tortured his nerves. But these are still secondary, the white horizontal stripes of about two millimeters on the nails are what makes people wary.

This thing is called "Mie's wire" in medical jargon, and it usually appears in patients with heavy metal poisoning. Liang Feng has been in the police for many years and has seen many victims poisoned by pesticides or rat poison, and he is very familiar with such symptoms. And what caused the symptoms of poisoning was probably the "Cold Food Powder" that Jian Jia said.

Most people may not be able to say "Hanshisan", but to put it another way, it's different. "Han Shi San" is also known as "Wu Shi San", as long as the later generations mention the Wei and Jin celebrities, it is impossible to get around this medicine in all likelihood. After several generations of celebrity promotion, Wu Shi scattered in the Wei and Jin Dynasties for a time, can be said to be an essential medicine for most nobles. However, regardless of how the literati praised it, in Liang Feng's view, this is a soft drug that can excite people in a short period of time, and at the same time appear addictive symptoms and multiple complications.

Since it is a soft drug commonly used in upper-class society, it is impossible for a serious problem to suddenly appear. His current condition is obviously arsenic poisoning. As a younger brother of a family who often obeyed, Liang Feng and his maid should be very familiar with the method of walking and dispersing. When this kind of emergency occurs suddenly and a serious pathological reaction is formed in the body, the most likely possibility is that someone has changed the ingredients in the powder. If you suddenly increase the dose of arsenic-containing agents, the consequences will naturally be quite serious.

This kind of poisoning technique can be called ingenious. Even if Liang Feng is really dead, most people will think that there is something wrong with the service, and will not associate it with murder. The price of Hanshisan was high, and Liang Feng prepared it himself. It might not be easy to replace it.

Without missing the sneer on the lips of the maid of the Li Mansion, Liang Feng smiled mockingly, really using a sledgehammer. He retracted his gaze and said to Lvzhu: "Call in Aliang and Yansheng."

Although there are signs of decline in the Liang family, there is always not only one maid around to look after them when they are away from home. A Liang and Yan Sheng are the two stewards who take care of themselves. One is in charge of carriages and horses, and the other is in charge of internal affairs. They are all shady households of the Liang family, and they are trusted by Liang Feng.

Hearing the order, Luzhu neatly turned around and called for someone. Jian Jia was stunned for a moment, but did not speak. Although the mistress had life, let her stare at this Liang Langjun. But the identity is different, and she really can't tolerate her to intervene when they call their servants.

After a while, the two men followed Lu Zhu and walked into the room. Liang Feng didn't speak immediately, but carefully looked at the two of them. I saw one of them stocky and stocky, with dark skin and a bit agitated expression. The taller and older one next to him has a happy face, and his eyes are slightly lowered, appearing very humble.

Turning his eyes on the two of them, Liang Feng asked indifferently: "A Liang, how many people did you bring to Shangdang County this time?"

Unexpectedly, the owner would ask this. Hei Zhuang’s team manager froze for a moment and immediately replied: "Lord, this trip includes twelve people and three cars. Staying in the backyard. Do you want to use it?"

Liang Feng said: "No need now. You should restrain your people, let them behave, and don't cause trouble to your aunt."

When 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 would not be able to restrain others, and lost face in his aunt's house.

Jian Jia smiled and said: "If Liang Langjun needs to employ people, he can also talk to the servants. The mistress instructs the servants to take good care of him. You don't need to worry about these mundane matters."

Liang Feng did not speak up, turned to Yan Sheng, and continued to ask: "Where is the money? How much is left?"

This question is a little bit timid. Yan Sheng glanced at the cymbal standing there embarrassedly, and replied vaguely: "There is still about 20,000 yuan..."

As Tinghou, he only took 20,000 yuan to travel far away, which is nothing short of shame. Liang Feng didn't mean to be ashamed. He nodded and said: "Go and get ten thousand dollars. This time I suddenly fell ill, and I bothered my aunt and my third brother to worry about the cost of medical medicine. I should come here."

It's really poor to talk about face, and I am blinded by this outstanding appearance. Jian Jia suppressed the disdain in his heart, and persuaded: "Liang Langjun is too outrageous. If these money slaves and maidservants are collected, they should be punished by the mistress. Moreover, Langjun is out, it is better to have some money with him."

This is the big truth, even if the twelve people are stunned, the master can't be aggrieved at all. What's more, it's a critical moment of such a serious illness, and it shouldn't be spent lavishly.

Unexpectedly, Liang Feng shook his head: "It doesn't matter, this time I went out, I took a few more doses of Hanshisan. Since someone in the county is sick, let's sell all the powders, and I should be able to exchange some money."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. Exchange Hanshisan for money? This is too shameful! Who bought the cold food powder but didn't eat it, and sold it? However, Liang Feng didn't mean to change his words, his dark eyes were locked on Yan Sheng's face: "What are you still doing in a daze?"

This urge caused Yan Sheng's body to tremble suddenly. He stammered and said, "Change, change money? This...this is too bad..."

"Since I am seriously ill and can't take the powder, I can naturally sell it to others. What's the problem? Go and get the cold food powder. I remember that those powders are also made by famous experts. They have been checked by Dr. Sun and sold."

The sweat on Yan Sheng's head fell: "This...this..."

Looking at the sweaty face of the slave, Jian Jia suddenly woke up. Oops! She gave Yansheng the powdered stone at the beginning. Hanshisan is extremely valuable, as long as you open the seal, you can see the clues, let alone send it to the medical staff for examination, if the powder is found to be different, it will be a shocking case!

Thinking of this, she hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Langjun, selling cold food powder is really indecent. It really doesn't need to be the case. As long as I report to the mistress, I must..."

Before letting her finish, Liang Feng suddenly patted the bed hard and raised the volume: "What? Doesn't my words count? Where is the cold food scattered?! A Liang, send someone to search his bedroom!"

This angry shout instantly broke through Yan Sheng’s psychological defenses. He knelt down and fell on his knees, trembling and begging for mercy: "Lang Jun! Little, the villain is obsessed with ghosts for a while, begging Lang Jun to forgive... that cold food disperses, That Hanshisan..." In the panic, he glanced at the cymbal, scared by the fierce light in the opponent's eyes, lowered his head embarrassedly, "The Hanshisan was scattered, I was secretly sold..."

"You dainty slave! Do you think I must die?" Liang Feng yelled, his handsome face was a little distorted, "Drag him out and blame it! Give me a hard hit! Cough cough cough..."

The roar was interrupted by a violent cough, and Liang Feng half curled up, coughing heartbreakingly. Luzhu only awoke at this time and rushed over with an exclamation. A Liang was so angry that his face turned red, and he grabbed Yan Sheng by the collar and dragged it out. After a while, crackling boards and crying came from outside.

How did it develop into such a situation in a while? Seeing the chaos in the room turned into a mess, Jian Jia couldn't help but his face changed greatly, and said in a panic, "Liang...Liang Lang...Don't be angry, I'll go, I'll find Xiao Langjun..."

This is no longer something she can handle as a maid, Jian Jia hastily saluted and escaped from the room. Lu Zhu's tears came down, and he cried and threw himself in front of Liang Feng: "Lang Jun! You don't get angry, Lang Jun! Your body is important..."

The play is in place, but the cough will not stop for a while. Liang Feng adjusted his breathing vigorously, trying to stop the turmoil in his lungs, struggling to raise his hand, and clicked the kettle on the side. Lu Zhu was also sensible, and immediately ran to pour water. Although he was coughing and dizzy, Liang Feng's heart was clear.

He really didn't guess wrong.

If you want to poison, you must have the conditions to get the ingredients of Wu Shi San, and buy the servant in charge of the medicine, so that you can start without knowing it. There are only a few people under Liang Feng, and it is absolutely impossible to skip the job. In other words, one of these two people must have a ghost.

So from the moment the two entered the door, Liang Feng had already started to observe. A Liang's nervousness is very real, and the answer is quite simple, 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 him, his fists were clenched, and his emotions were tense. This performance is not quite right. You know, these servants have to rely on the Liang family for their wealth and lives. If the master suddenly has a problem, their lives will not be better. At this critical moment of visiting a serious illness, I didn't even dare to lift my head.

With this judgment, Liang Feng snapped a shot and mentioned that he would sell cold food powder. This of course will poke Yan Sheng's weakness. Generally speaking, a poisoner who is close to the victim will not overdo it at once. For their own safety, they are more inclined to administer the poison several times to create the illusion of chronic disease. Therefore, those few doses of Hanshisan are likely to be passive. After Liang Feng became ill, most of Yan Sheng didn't dare to keep the physical evidence, even if he didn't have time to destroy it, he would never take it and send it to the doctor for examination. In a panic, lying about selling is the best choice.

This is a wicked feudal society. If you steal such valuable things, the owner may have 100% right to dispose of it, and there is no major problem with execution. However, Liang Feng just asked people to drag him out to fight. This was not only to kill the chicken and the monkey, but also to catch the big fish behind him. It depends on how the poor acting master Li will react.

The warm soup came to his lips, and Liang Feng swallowed hard. The burning pain showed no signs of abating, as if a sharp blade slashed his throat fiercely. Arsenic poisoning is no joke. Taking a large amount of boiled mung beans every day can only relieve some symptoms. However, if you don’t leave here, you won’t be able to treat your illness properly. You must find a way to leave first! After shaking his figure, Liang Feng could no longer support him and fell back on the bed.

The author has something to say:

When someone asks, please explain.

Yaji is a gathering of ancient literati chanting poems and discussing knowledge. For example, the preface to the famous Lanting Collection is a masterpiece born during the elegant collection of Lanting.

As for the Tinghou, it is the last among the Liehou. Liehou had a closed country, and land tax was levied according to the quantity and output of land owned by the number of households in the closed area for their enjoyment, called Shiyi. There is no civil rights in the closure of the country. Liehou Fengguo varies in size, the larger one is equivalent to a county and is called the Hou country; the smaller one is one township and one pavilion. Therefore, the three counties, Xianghou, and Tinghou, etc. were sealed by the size of the country's food towns, and their fiefdoms were named. For example, Guan Yu's Han Shou Ting Hou was awarded the Han Shou Ting Hou, and the title of the Ting Hou (not the sentence XD of Han Shou Ting Hou) was changed to the fifth rank in Jin Dynasty, and the Ting Hou was the fifth rank. To put it simply, the emperor assigned him a village the size of a hundred households, and the tax revenue in this village was his salary.

Mung bean does have a certain effect on arsenic poisoning, but it is not a purely "indigenous method". But in terms of novels, don’t take it too seriously =w=