Autumn official yamen, big prison.

The cell gates opened, and a ray of sunlight shone in.

Along with the sunlight came a short figure, dressed in a small green official robe.

The green-robed officer is only a six-grade officer at best, but around him, there are many scarlet-robed officials, who are waiting diligently before and after the saddle.

The man in the prison was unkempt, his hair hung low, obscuring his vision, and out of the corner of his eye, between the gaps in his hair, he saw the little man, who was not enough, his face was like powder, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his demeanor was graceful.

He is familiar with this person, and he also knows his identity, the youngest son of Princess Taiping's mansion, Quan Ce's cousin who is particularly pampered and connived, Xue Chongjian, the Duke of Yingguo, if Quan Ce's care for Wu Chongmin and Wu Chongxing brothers is like his own brother, then to Xue Chongjian, it is like a parent.

Although Xue Chongjian has interrogated him more than once, it is impossible for a simple prisoner to know this, he has an inside line to pass on these news to him, and these people were buried deep in Wang Tongjiao when he was the official servant of Qiu.

The prisoner closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and waited silently.

Sure enough, as expected, Xue Chongjian's rules, as usual, he stepped down the stone steps in front of the prison, and the servants behind him retreated like a tide.

"Sima Yi, what you refused to tell me, I also found out" Xue Chongjian's immature voice echoed in the empty prison, "Your ancestral home is Mengzhou, and you are the son of the twelfth generation Taoist Sima Chengzhen...... You broke away from the Taoist Gate, went to Beijing alone, opened a medical hall to make a living, and because of your superb medical skills, you entered the Shang Medical Bureau as an imperial doctor, until today."

"Hey, hey, hey" Sima Yi smiled unruly, his face was distorted, his eyes were red, two tears flowed, and on his dirty face, two white skins rushed out, and his voice was lonely and angry, like a cuckoo crying blood, "What are the nobles different, if you want to know, you can know everything, but you are high, have you ever wanted to know, what it is like to be in a chaotic world, a chaotic person, and a person who is chaotic and famous?" ”

Xue Chongjian was born in the rich and noble township of the imperial family, how could he have heard such a painful sound, for a while, God took it, I don't know how to express, fortunately, he still remembered his duty, turned his back, calmed down, and then turned around, he had already regained his calm, "Sima Yi, your clan is guilty, it has nothing to do with you, if you are a good person, I will not condemn you for this, if you are a bad person, I will not be extrajudicial for this......"

Sima Yu listened to his gentleness and ingenuity, so he took his own blood feud with a stroke, smiled silently, reached out and wiped a handful of messy hair on the sideburns, and covered his cheeks, these magnates, no matter how big or small, were born with a heart of stone, no matter how miserable they were, they couldn't get sympathy, so it was better to hide it, and their own tastes didn't have to be exposed to make people laugh.

What he can do is to use his own crippled body to make these phoenixes and dragon grandchildren unpeaceful.

"You are in the Shang Medical Bureau, and your errand is to take care of the pharmacy, you have the impression that this inventory list is true?" Xue Chongjian took out a booklet from his bosom and put it in front of Sima Yan.

"Naturally, it's not true, there are more three-money codonopsis, Morinda officinalis and Cistanche, and there are less than half a tael of the gentleman, Lei Gongteng and golden cherry root" Sima Yan glanced at it and replied without thinking.

Xue Chongjian frowned, his little shoulders also collapsed, and he asked weakly, "Most of them are tonic medicines, and the ones that are replaced are all toxic and medicinal properties, and the difference between drugs is not obvious, why are you not ambiguous and make a cover for your colleagues?" ”

"I'm responsible for looking at the medicinal materials, where my responsibilities are, the increase or decrease of the medicine, there is no difference in nature, if the officials need it, I can silently remember who received these medicinal materials......" Sima Yan's voice was cold, "If they are frank and innocent, they naturally don't need my help to cover up, if they harbor evil intentions, find out earlier, it will be cleaner"

Xue Chongjian's shoulders were raised again, and his face was raised, his face was full of frustration, the booklet with mistakes, and the loss of Fang Cai, all of which were deliberately used to break Sima Chongjian's defense and induce him to confess his guilt indirectly.

It was difficult to break through the front, he pondered for a long time, flipped through a lot of Song Jing's judgment files, and came up with this side of the roundabout.

However, he failed.

"At present, you are not suspected of committing a crime, whether it is drug production or poisoning, there is no evidence" Xue Chongjian did not hide anything, and said directly, "You should be a good person, later, I told Shangshu, and you will be acquitted"

"Woo woo woo ......" Sima Yi actually cried, knelt on the ground, and knocked his head loudly, "Thank you to the little official, the little official has the grace of reconstruction, and I will not forget it."

Xue Chongjian saw his excited reaction, his face trembled, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong, he reached out and scratched the back of his head, and turned around to leave with some doubts.

The prison is dark and bright, bright and dark.

A corner of a crimson official robe fluttered in front of Sima Shu's prison door.

He is the Qiuguan Yamen Duguan Lang in the middle of the Gan.

"Hey, hey, hey, woo...... This thief is such a bastard, just hoping that this cruel life can really be effective" Sima Yu didn't seem to see him, he cried and laughed when he looked at himself, said something inexplicable, turned around, and slammed his head against the mottled wall of the prison.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a few drops of blood splashed on the crimson official robes, which was a bit dazzling.

You Gan squatted down, took out a pen and paper, dipped it in Sima Xuan's blood, and waved his pen to write.

"Someone came, the imperial doctor Sima Xiao committed suicide in prison, left a bloody letter, and quickly submitted it to the political secretary, and reported it to Di Xiang to know"

There was already an official errand of the Qiuguan Yamen who was ready to stop, and after receiving the so-called blood book, the wind generally rushed out of the Qiuguan Yamen.

All words and words, as long as they enter the Department of General Affairs, are equivalent to announcing the world, which is an unbreakable law between the DPRK and China.

When Di Renjie saw this blood letter, the court officials and ministers already knew the contents.

“…… It is not a pity that the lower official Sima died suddenly, but the sun and the moon are clear, and there is justice in the sky...... Xue Chongjian, the head of the main hall of the Qiuguan Yamen, was not very old, but he was trustworthy, and he was repeatedly arraigned, and the lower officials all informed him with the truth that the illness of Li Chongjun, the king of Yixing, was instructed by the lord of Anle County, and the three imperial doctors were privately concocted, intending to confine the king of Yixing on the sickbed, so as to become his despicable and power-seeking heart......"

"However, Xue Chongjian only tried and did not believe it, and did not say a word in the record, covering up the hearts of the same party, and it was obvious that ...... exposed"

"Xue Chongjian is young, there must be a black hand behind the scenes, Sima Yu wishes to recommend Xuanyuan with blood, and he will raise his life, but I hope that the evil in the court will not suppress the right, and the righteousness of the king will be returned as soon as possible......"

Sima Yi wrote a bloody paper, and the autumn official yamen fell into the cusp.

Song Jing had a gloomy face, looking at the Duguan Lang Zhongyou Gan who was standing with his chest and back straight, as if he had nothing to do.

"Good means, a good punch with seven wounds"

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