Chapter Eighty-Seven: Flowers

"Do you need to ask?" Song Yang's voice was clear: "When I 'performed', the fourteen people present in the Golden Palace were all poisoned, and if I didn't pay attention to it, I would go crazy in ten days...... There are still five days left from now. The antidote is here, give them a dose before the poison and it's fine. Giving them a detoxification is going to trouble you. ”

Song Yang thought about it for a while, and added: "I don't care if you want to save them or not, but Master Du helped me that day, even if I owe you a personal favor, save him back." ”

Ren Churong's mind was in a mess, and the whole person was stunned, and he sat on the chair in a daze for a while before he came back to his senses: "Jinluan Palace is poisoned, this is a mortal crime... Why? After saying that, she took a long deep breath and tried to be as calm as possible: "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

Song Yang's answer was unusually simple: "I'm afraid they won't let me go to Yan Kingdom." ”

The day before the palace exam, the six words written on the palm of Song Yang Ren Churong's hand were: If he dies, who will succeed him?

Emperor Fenglong is only in his twenties, and the first few children are all girls, and he just gave birth to a son last year, and now he can't even speak, if Fenglong suddenly has an accident, the most qualified person in the court to inherit the unification is none other than the king of Zhenxi, who is the emperor's uncle and holds a male army, and takes a step back, even if the king of Zhenxi does not become the emperor, at least he will be the regent.

On the second day of the second month of February, Song Yang took the opportunity of the palace test to disperse poison in the Jinluan Palace.

The identity of the Yan people on his head and the congenital deficiencies of the topic of the way to strengthen the country made Song Yang unsure of the selection, so he made preparations in advance......

The poison will attack ten days later, and the results of the election will be announced five days later. According to Song Yang's calculations, if he loses the election, then Nan Liguo will change the dynasty, Feng Long is crazy, and the king of Zhenxi will succeed to the throne, with his relationship with the Ren sisters, there should be a chance for the new emperor to overthrow the previous emperor's holy decree and reformulate the candidates for the first product; If you can be selected, you will naturally be happy, as long as you find a way to detoxify everyone in the palace within five days...... This 'antidote method' is Ren Churong.

To put it bluntly, Song Yang did not hesitate to turn the Nanli Dynasty upside down, just to ensure a 'chance': a chance to be re-selected after being defeated.

Ren Churong had calmed down a lot, but his voice still couldn't help but tremble slightly: "When the Son of Heaven and the core members are gone overnight, do you know how much chaos will be caused?" How much fighting will it ensu? How many people will die? You do this...... Song Yang, that's crazy, right?! ”

Song Yang was noncommittal, his voice was very soft when he spoke, but his tone was heavy: "Yan Guo's first product, I have to go." Whatever I can get closer to that seat, I'll do it. As for other things... I don't think about it. ”

Ren Churong's thin lips buzzed for a long time, and finally he didn't reprimand again, just shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's easy to detoxify?" ”

"Of course it's not an easy task, at least I can't do it, that's why I have to trouble you."

The detoxification sounds nothing, but the most troublesome thing is that the antidote must be 'oral' to work, Song Yang can't walk up to Feng Long with a vial: Your Majesty, you are old poisoned, please drink the antidote...... How do I know you're poisoned? Ahem, don't ask.

If you want to detoxify, you have to mix the antidote in your diet without knowing it, so that the emperor can eat it in your stomach...... Song Yang has never had a chance to see Feng Long in the past few days, although Nanli is a small country, but the guards in the inner courtyard of the palace are also extraordinary, with his current ability, it is almost impossible to sneak into the palace at night without being discovered.

As early as the beginning of the poisoning, Song Yang had already calculated that the detoxification would be handed over to Ren Churong.

The corners of the county lord's eyes jumped, but he still shook his head and refused: "I can't do it!" If I can unknowingly give the antidote to the saint, I can quietly poison him, do you think I have that much ability? Mr. Song thinks too highly of me. ”

Song Yang replied truthfully: "It's not that exaggerated, there will be a good hand in the palace who is responsible for checking the emperor's regular diet, and it is almost impossible to poison by drinking food, but the antidote is not poisonous... It tastes good to eat with mountain mushrooms, you use your brain, there will always be a way. As he spoke, he smiled again, and the old words were repeated: "This is a great opportunity for your father." Anyway, I gave you the antidote, if you want to give them the antidote or not, it's up to you, all I ask for is to go to the fight, and I don't care about the rest. ”

Ren Churong casually took a bottle of antidote, played with it gently, and was silent for a long time, the horror on his face had dissipated for some time, and instead he was contemplating and thinking, and the light in his eyes flickered...... Everyone understood what Song Yang meant when he said, 'It's a great opportunity for your father', and Lord Chenghe thought about it and weighed it.

After a while, her brows relaxed, Ren Churong still gave up the 'opportunity', this matter is too big, it came too suddenly, it is impossible to judge whether it is a blessing or a curse, and it is the safest choice to maintain the status quo...... Ren Churong nodded to Song Yang: "I will do my best to detoxify." I still have three things I can't figure out about the whole thing, and I want to hear your explanation. ”

Song Yang responded happily: "Just ask." ”

"I poisoned it during the palace test, in order to find a chance from the next emperor in case this emperor doesn't give it to you." Ren Churong couldn't help but shake his head as he spoke, and scolded 'madman' even more hateful in his heart, and then asked: "It's easier to poison in the post house than to poison His Royal Highness Jin, right?" "There are less than forty folk strange people, a total of ten seats in the competition, from a common sense point of view, as long as Song Yang poisons most of the players in the post house, he will naturally be selected.

"Whether I can be selected or not, there are two biggest obstacles, one is that I am from a Yan people; Second, the topic of the way to strengthen the country itself is not suitable for envoys. The Golden Palace can't impress Feng Long, even if he poisons the other Qishi, he won't let me go to Yan Kingdom. What's more, during the Chinese New Year, everyone drank and gambled for money, and they got along well, and they didn't want to attack them. ”

Ren Churong didn't comment, and after coughing lightly, she asked the second unclear: "It's purely a little curious... How did you poison Your Highness? ”

For the master of using poison, it is undoubtedly a proud thing to be able to sprinkle poison on the Jinluan Palace, but Song Yang didn't smile much, but asked a little cluelessly: "Ren Xiaofu told you about my uncle, right?" Although it was a question, without waiting for the other party to answer, Song Yang went straight down and said: "You Li is a real strange person, and he is also a real lazy person, refining countless magic drugs, but he can't even afford to be named. ”

Ren Churong replied casually: "I heard Xiaofu say, 'not hungry'." ”

"Yes, if he has a hundred elixirs, at least fifty of them are of this name, and he is not hungry, sleepy, or painful... However, the names of the other fifty elixirs are very gorgeous. "You Taiyi is too lazy to come up with a name, which can be seen from 'not hungry', but what about ...... 'Xinliang'? The world is a big dream, and life is cool several times. If you don't die once, how can you talk about new coolness.

The name of this fake death medicine really has a bit of taste.

Regardless of their efficacy, the Tibetan medicines of the Imperial Physician are divided into two diametrically opposed categories, one as straightforward as 'immortal', and the other as ethereal as 'Xinliang'.

"I didn't ask him about this, but I can guess the reason - my uncle's master or ancestor is an elegant person." Song Yang smiled shallowly: "The drugs created by my uncle are all lazy names; But the recipes he learned from his master are all elegant names. Chu Rong was not interested in the person of Imperial Doctor You at all, but he did not interrupt Song Yang, but just waited silently for the following.

Song Yang's voice was calm: "In the past, my uncle and I learned a fierce recipe, and the name is very good, called: Random flowers gradually become charming." Such a name, no need to ask, is the inheritance of his master. This recipe is what I used this time, and it is so powerful that it hallucinolates, and it is confusing until it drives people crazy. ”

Ren Churong chewed on the strange name of the poison prescription in his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and said slowly: "I sent someone to check, on the first day of the second month, you bought six flavored medicinal herbs: 'chaotic' stone fruit, 'flower' lotus root, 'gradual' cold clothes, purple 'desire' ruler, 'my' square grass seeds, and water 'people' pill ......"

Song Yang sighed and said with a smile: "React so quickly? The lord of Chenghe County is indeed smart, and he always praises you if he catches a small catch. Chaos, flowers, gradually, desire, fascination, people, eyes, each word is the main material of this recipe, and the seven flavors are ordinary medicinal materials, each of which has been refined, and then what comes up is the most ferocious poison. ”

Stone fruits, lotus roots, cold clothes... Take a word from the name of each medicine, and it is 'a random flower that gradually becomes charming'.

Ren Churong's brows furrowed slightly: "The poison of the synthesis of the Seven Flavor Medicinal Materials? But you only bought the six-flavor medicine. Where are the 'eyes'? After speaking, she couldn't help but laugh at herself and shook her head, feeling that she had asked a stupid question, Song Yang brought a lot of medicinal materials with him, and he didn't buy them in the end, naturally he already had them.

Song Yang could understand the county lord's thoughts, and shook his head with a smile: "I thought wrong, I didn't have the last medicine... There is no need to have it, it is all over the world, and you want as much as you want. The flying flotsam of the eye is the 'eye'. ”

Ren Churong was stunned, and then remembered a trivial incident in the past, and glared at him: "On the way from Qingyang to Beijing, you asked me about the scenery of Phoenix City in early spring, and you were thinking about it at that time?" ”

Song Yang was very happy: "You still remember such a trivial matter." ”