Even if the master of Da'an Palace suddenly fainted, the people in the back kitchen didn't seem to be affected. They do what they do in an orderly manner, talking in a low voice from time to time, supplemented by nodding and shaking their heads.

Qin Ying's arrival also did not attract their attention. Most of them just glanced in the direction where Qin Ying was, and then continued to do things.

After reading it, she was very emotional, thinking that the kitchen management of Da'an Palace was better than that of Lizheng Palace.

I remember that every time she went to Lizheng Hall to serve medicine before, it would cause a long period of onlookers. I don't know what those individuals are looking at, I always glance at Qin Ying. As if she were some kind of creature that could be eaten.

She walked around the corridor in the back kitchen, and finally stopped where the pots were placed. She lowered her body, picked up the small kudzu cloth bag next to the medicine pot, turned her head and asked the official maid who was boiling the medicine, "What kind of medicine is this, why don't you wrap it in the medicine bag." ”

The official maid who was squatting on the side of the medicine pot and fanning the fire heard this, raised her sleeves and wiped her face, before standing up and replying: "This is not medicine." Because the emperor doesn't like bitterness, when boiling medicine, he puts some purple sugar into the pot. ”

"Purple sugar?" Qin Ying casually opened the blue cloth package, and when he saw the color stained in the blue cloth bag, he frowned almost imperceptibly. She pinched a small piece of purple sugar, crushed some powder with her fingers, put her fingertips close to the tip of her nose, then stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked the bright purple sugar.

Qin Ying closed her eyes and was silent for a while, savoring the sweetness of this purple sugar, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that her fingertips had been moistened into bright colors. Her gaze became stern, and she slammed the bag of purple sugar in her hand on the medicine shelf next to her.

"Where is this simple bag of purple sugar? This is obviously a poison soaked in cinnabar powder. ”

As soon as Qin Ying said this, the palace attendant who took her into the back kitchen was shocked. Without waiting for the palace attendant to say anything, the official maid in charge of decocting the medicine took the lead in kneeling: "My lord." This purple sugar was received from the father-in-law of the head of the imperial dining room, how could there be a problem? ”

"If you don't believe me, pinch a piece and taste it." Qin Ying said coldly, his eyes staring at the official maid who was in charge of decoction for a moment, "The outside of the purple sugar cube is evenly smeared with a layer of cinnabar powder. When the cinnabar powder dries, it enters the void of purple sugar, which is not visible to the eye, but people with a keen sense of taste can feel its strangeness. ”

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the sugar making technology was not yet proficient. Sugar is made from sugarcane juice and coagulants. The cane syrup is pale yellow, while the sugar cubes produced are purple-red, condensed like stone, broken like sand. Because of its rarity and high market price, it is also called purple sugar.

The color of cinnabar is red, but if its texture is not good, it will appear dull. A small amount of cinnabar powder sticks to the top of the purple sugar cube, which can better disguise the color of the purple sugar.

Ordinary people don't take this little red to heart, but Qin Ying was poisoned by cinnabar once, and she really didn't dare to take it lightly, and she just borrowed the hairpin lady's purple sugar to boil ginger sugar to drink a few days ago, and she was not unfamiliar with the original appearance of purple sugar.

Half a month ago, the person who tested the medicine for the prince fainted after drinking the decoction, and after investigation, it was found that the prince's medicine pot was mixed with cinnabar. This is about to spread to every corner of the palace. Of course, the palace people of Da'an Palace have also heard about it. They knew that cinnabar was synonymous with danger, but they couldn't believe that they were involved in a cinnabar case at this time.

The two medicine boys who boiled medicine for the prince escaped from the palace on the night of the prince's accident, but they were soon arrested by Dali Temple, and there has been no news so far, and it is not impossible to die silently in Dali Temple.

As soon as that incident came out, the people in the back kitchen of the Lizheng Hall were able to walk away, and almost no one was spared.

…… The tragic fate will probably soon fall on his head.

The huge back kitchen can be heard for a while. People look at each other and don't know how to protect themselves.

The consul in the back kitchen was the first to recover from the huge panic, he walked up to Qin Ying, took a piece of purple sugar, put it in his mouth, and then changed his face suddenly, turned his head and asked loudly: "Who is responsible for the latest collection of supplies?" ”

Qin Ying sneered, the expression on his face was a little cold: "No need to check." Maybe the original purple sugar has already been transferred. The person behind the scenes is just waiting for you to use it in the Emperor's diet. When the Emperor Taishang in Da'an Palace has an accident like today, those of you who work in the back kitchen will take the blame for the person behind the scenes. ”

The consul was stunned, and the sweat of the bean dripping from the corner of his eyebrows: "It's over......" He muttered in a low voice, slowly hugged his head, and squatted down to shrink himself into a ball.

The palace attendant who led Qin Ying to the back kitchen said worriedly: "My lord, if His Majesty knows that there is a problem with the purple sugar in the back kitchen of Da'an Palace, I am afraid that these dozens of people in the back kitchen will suffer, what should I do?" ”

Qin Ying thought for a while, bent over to help the consul, and said:

"So far, the matter of cinnabar must not be hidden. Although the medical skills of the doctors of the Imperial Physician Department may not be very skillful, it is only a matter of time before the poisoning is detected. Rather than being found out by them, it is better to take the initiative to find the doctors of the Tai Medical Department later.

"Give them this bag of purple sugar. Then let them check your pulse one by one, and if you have a slight sign of poisoning. You can clear half of the charges, and if your majesty is to blame, you will at least not be like the people in the back kitchen of the Li Zheng Hall in the end. ”

"Only half of the charges are cleared?" The consul raised his head, his face still had clear tears on his face, and he looked at Qin Ying fixedly, his eyes were full of hope, but he also had half a bit of disbelief.

Qin Ying let go of the hand holding the consul's arms and said, "Because His Majesty doesn't believe in this matter, he still has to say something else." ”

"Thank you, your lordship, for showing us the way. Dare to ask your name and surname, and we will repay you another day. At this time, the consul had already regarded Qin Ying in front of him as a god, and he respectfully looked at Qin Yingdao, who was half a head shorter than him.

"In Xia Qinying, he served as the Jiupin Physician of the Pharmaceutical Collection Bureau, and the official Hanlin Academy doctor was edicted. Today, according to the edict of His Majesty, he entered the Da'an Palace as the fainting chaint of the emperor. She smiled back.

"Lord Qin's kindness to us, I dare not forget it for the rest of my life." The consul ignored the dust on the ground, and gave Qin Ying a heavy salute like this.

The others in the back kitchen heard this and bowed down to her in unison.

Qin Ying shuddered at the deafening call.

The consul in the back kitchen took two people to the dormitory to offer purple sugar, Qin Ying then went out, and the small palace attendant walked behind her, asking ignorantly and fearlessly: "How can adults know the difference between purple sugar and cinnabar?" ”

She turned around, patted the little palace attendant on the shoulder, and replied slowly, "I'm the unlucky person who drank that bowl of poisonous decoction for the prince." ”