The color of the surrounding Zai Zhi changed when he heard this, but Wen Yanbo was calm, but asked Jinshang: "Why did Your Majesty say this?" ”

Imakami stroked his chest, panted rapidly, and said intermittently: "They and the minister...... Conspiracy to make the thirteen ...... Be an emperor......"

When it came to "conspiring with the minister", his trance-like gaze inadvertently swept over Fu Bi on Wen Yanbo's side. Fu Bi moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but the words finally could not be spoken, and he finally lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"They want to...... Kill me...... ...... with a needle Pierced into my brain with a needle...... "Imagami's voice is getting weaker and weaker, and my body can't help but slide down, and the left and right attendants are busy stepping forward to help, and then Imagami has his eyes closed, in a semi-comatose state, and his mouth is muttering, all of which are fragmented and chaotic.

Wen Yanbo ordered someone to help Jin go up to the small hall of the east gate to rest, and then pass on the imperial doctor, and then looked at the people in front of him and asked the reason for this. I saw that Mr. Zhang was silent, so I rushed to Wen Yanbo before Shi Quanbin and others spoke: "The official family fainted, and the ordinary medicine burning method was ineffective, Mr. Zhang suggested to use acupuncture to puncture the acupuncture points in the back of the head, and the imperial doctors did not dare to perform this operation. ”

The Anding Junjun on the side also confirmed: "That's true." After a moment of Mr. Zhang's needle, the official woke up and saw that Mr. Zhang was about to stab him in the head, so he was very frightened, pulled out the needle in the back of his head, quickly got up, and held the knife at him...... You may mistake it for Mr. Zhang......"

She stopped and didn't say any more, but the meaning was clear. Wen Yanbo groaned, and then asked Qinghe Junjun: "Is that so?" ”

Qinghe Jun bowed: "Not bad." Before acupuncture, Mr. Zhang did not allow people to cover the palace door, and if he had different intentions, he would not be so calm. ”

Qinghe Junjun has always been gentle and kind, and his attitude towards serving the emperor is very different from his sister. Hearing her say that now makes me feel a little relieved.

The gentleman of Qinghe County gave Wen Yanbo a blessing and said: "The official family has been violating the plan for a long time, and the prince wants to pardon and eliminate disasters for the Son of Heaven." ”

Wen Yanbo also waved at her: "This is the duty of the minister, Yanbo dares not to do his best!" ”

Then, Wen Yanbo turned to Zhang Maoze and said, "In the future, serve the Lord, don't let him see the golden stone blade, and the needles for acupuncture and moxibustion will be put away for the time being." ”

Mr. Zhang smiled sympathetically and did not answer.

At this time, a minister came out of the palace and said to Wen Yanbo: "The official family is calling the prime minister again." ”

So Wen Yanbo and the rest of the officials of the two governments all entered the inner saint, and Shi Quanbin, who helped him to enter the hall today, came out again, walked straight to Mr. Zhang's side, and said: "The official family of Shicai accused you of rebellion, although this matter may not be true, but in order to avoid suspicion, can Pingfu allow me to wait to take a look at your residence?" ”

This meant that Mr. Zhang's residence should be searched to see if there was any evidence of rebellion.

Wu Jilong saw that Mr. Zhang was still silent, so he also said to him: "We have worked together for many years, and we know that you don't deserve to be here, but since the official family said that, there are many people in the palace who talk nonsense, and it is inevitable that there will be speculation." It's better for us to see, and if anyone talks nonsense in the future, we can defend you. ”

Mr. Zhang stood frozen in the bleak cold wind, his eyes scattered somewhere uncertain in front of him, and after a long time, he spoke: "Mao Ze knows how to deal with it." ”

For Mr. Zhang's clean and quiet residence, the search was tantamount to an unprecedented catastrophe. The little yellow door that they both brought with them rummaged through every corner of the room, so that the floor was in a mess and messy, and not a single thing was still in its place.

However, they did not find a single piece of evidence sufficient to prove that Mr. Zhang had the intention of rebellion. Originally, I was worried that they would dig out some copies of the courtiers' chapters, or the abolished edicts, but there were none.

After thinking about it, since moving to the Imperial Pharmacy, Mr. Zhang followed the official family to the court, and he heard the big and small political affairs clearly, so there was no need to save the chapters and sparse again, and that edict, Mr. Zhang must have memorized it backwards, and he became more and more cautious after the thief, and he should not stay in the room.

When he searched the bedroom, Shi Quanbin found three large locked boxes and asked Mr. Zhang to open them, but Mr. Zhang was unwilling, saying: "Mao Ze dares to guarantee with his life that these are just personal belongings, and there are no forbidden things." ”

Shi Quanbin didn't believe it at all, and when he saw that Mr. Zhang insisted on not opening it, he ordered someone to forcibly pick the lock, rushed up to check, and was immediately disappointed - what was hidden in it was just thousands of rolls of paper full of words, only words and words, not as specific words and things as a ruler, without a clear meaning, all made as flying white books, with varying skills, and the paper was not the same as the old and new, and it should be the waste paper left after practicing calligraphy.

Shi Quanbin still didn't give up, and he unfolded and read every volume, but he still didn't find any words of rebellion. So, I had to hook the corners of my mouth at Mr. Zhang: "It turns out that Pingfu also loves Hanmo." ”

When nothing was found, the copyists searched all the sharp knives in Mr. Zhang's room, including knives for cutting paper and acupuncture supplies.

After they were gone, Mr. Zhang bent down and began to reload the flying white fragments into the box one by one. I helped the little yellow door beside him, and four or five people worked together, but it took a few moments to completely clean up.

We wanted to continue to sort out the messed things for Mr. Zhang, but he bowed his head and said, "I'm tired and want to take a break." Go back first. ”

His face was dull, and his eyes were blank, as if he were extremely tired. We agreed to leave the house and let him rest.

I was about to go back, and after walking a few steps, I couldn't help but look back, and saw that Mr. Zhang was closing the door from the inside, holding the two wings of the door, and before closing, he looked sideways in the direction of the middle palace, with tears in his eyes and a desolate attitude.

I was stunned, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with this, but I couldn't say what it felt. In the end, he turned around and walked out slowly.

As I walked under the inner east gate, something suddenly fell from above, hit me on the head, and rolled to the ground. I looked down at the ground and saw a small piece of mud, and when I looked up again, I saw that it was the mud scattered by the old bird's nest on the porch beam.

At this moment, I was shocked, immediately turned around, and ran towards Mr. Zhang's residence at a high speed.

The door of his room was closed, and I called out to him but did not hear him, so I did not dare to delay, took two steps back, kicked in, and broke through the door.

Ran to the inner room, and sure enough, I saw the result I guessed: Liang was hanging white, and Mr. Zhang's head and neck were in the ring, and he was already hanging under the beam.

I immediately stepped forward and hugged his feet while raising my voice to call for him. The surrounding servants stopped in an instant, and they were all shocked when they saw this scene, and hurriedly took Mr. Zhang off and helped him to the bed, pinching the person and pressing his chest, and after a while, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mr. Zhang coughing. When he came back to his senses, someone ran out to find the imperial doctor and inform the chief executive in the small hall at the east gate.

The imperial doctor soon arrived, and after some treatment, he announced that Mr. Zhang was fine, prescribed a prescription, and instructed the detailed rules for taking care of him in the past few days, and then packed up the medical equipment, and went back to report the details to Zaizhi.

After Mr. Zhang woke up, the little yellow door who served him on weekdays burst into tears and asked him why he made this decision. And he closed his eyes, turned his head inward, and did not say anything.

After a while, a eunuch who was standing in the small hall of the inner east gate came and sent a message: "The Minister of Literature invited Mr. Zhang to the middle book to explain. ”

Deng Baoji, who had rushed to the scene after hearing the news, helped Mr. Zhang to get up, supported him left and right, and led him to Zhongshu Province. At this time, the other officials of the two governments were probably still in the small hall of the inner east gate, and Wen Yanbo was the only one in the middle book, and when he saw Mr. Zhang, he immediately asked: "Have you done the rebellious thing that the Lord pointed out?" ”

Mr. Zhang shook his head.

Wen Yanbo asked again: "Since you have never done it, why did you do such a foolish thing in this extraordinary period, so that people think that you are afraid of crime and judge yourself?" ”

Mr. Zhang lowered his eyes and did not answer, Deng Baoji saw this, so he explained: "Because of the official language and the queen, Pingfu may have consciously affected the middle palace, so he ......"

Wen Yanbo shook his head and said to Mr. Zhang: "The Son of Heaven is sick, and what he said is just a rumor in his illness, why are you like this?" ”

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was still silent, Wen Yanbo's face was solemn, he pointed at him with his sleeves, and said sharply: "If you die, what will you make the Middle Palace ashamed of?" ”

Mr. Zhang immediately raised his head, as if he had moved. After silently staring at Wen Yanbo for a moment, he took a deep look at the prime minister in front of him, and the injured throat of Shi Cai made a broken and low voice: "Mao Ze Xie Xianggong taught." ”

Wen Yanbo nodded, called the waiter outside the door, and ordered: "Go and invite everyone in the palace to know and vice presidents to come over." ”

Soon, the crowd came to an end. Wen Yanbo looked at Zhang Maoze and said in public: "Today's matter has been clarified, the so-called rebellion is a delirium in the illness of the Son of Heaven, not the truth, and Mao Ze is not guilty." Please be aware of the warnings, don't talk about it, if there are rumors in the future, you will not be killed! ”

His expression was serious, Gu Xuan was powerful, and all the big people did not dare to disobey, and they all bowed their heads and obeyed orders.

Wen Yanbo looked at Mr. Zhang again, his face softened a lot, and he told him kindly: "In the future, you will still go to serve the Lord, and you must do your best and not leave." ”

Mr. Zhang agreed. Wen Yanbo summoned Shi Zhicong to the front again, and said: "Please inform the queen that the two mansions want to set up Jiao in the Daqing Palace, burn incense day and night, and pray for the king." With the permission of the queen, a couch was set up in the west of the palace for the two mansions to stay overnight. ”

Setting up Jiao to pray for blessings should be just an excuse, and Xianggong Wen must be restless when he sees it, so he wants to stay in the palace to treat it very much.

Faced with this request, Shi Zhicong hesitated and responded: "The story of the dynasty, there is no one who stays in the palace in the two mansions......"

Wen Yanbo raised his eyebrows again and said loudly: "Now that the situation is unusual, how can we talk about the story again!" ”

Shi Zhicong was shocked, and hurriedly agreed, and took the order.

Wen Yanbo waved his hand and asked everyone to retreat.