"I've seen it all!"

Kangxi sat there steadily, his majestic gaze sweeping over the faces of the other nobles.

"Fushou ointment is the medicine of the devil!"

"Nowadays, you can afford to buy longevity balm, and you don't think it matters. But haven't you thought about it? If there is one, and the one who sold your longevity ointment no longer sells it to you, what will you do? ”

"Or, if they use the blessing ointment to coerce you into doing something, do you agree or do you agree?"

The two consecutive promises fully show that Kangxi has a clear judgment on these possible choices.

"Be a human or a ghost, you choose!"

Kangxi raised his hand and tapped lightly on the table.

"If you are still lucky, you can go to the Tai Hospital and see what those addicted hair talk about death row inmates are like."

Kangxi was like this, and all the nobles shivered again.

Then, the group of people retired one after another, saying that they wanted to go to the Tai Hospital to have a look.

"Liang Jiugong, you can accompany them on a trip!"

"Yes!"

After getting Kangxi's instructions, Liang Jiugong immediately stood up and took the initiative to lead the way in front. Although the nobles all knew where the Tai Hospital was, no one walked in front of Liang Jiugong, but just obediently followed behind Liang Jiugong, and from time to time they had to listen to Liang Jiugong's alarmist intimidation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the hospital has arrived, let's go in!"

Along the way, he vividly described the miserable appearance of those death row prisoners, and Liang Jiugong really scared these nobles enough.

One by one, their faces were pale.

"Father-in-law Liang, let's go by ourselves, go by ourselves!"

Where do all the nobles dare to offend Liang Jiugong? Even if I was very unhappy, I had to endure it. Otherwise, when Liang Jiugong finds an opportunity to give them some eye medicine in front of Kangxi, it will really be too late to regret it.

"Then, my lords, let's hurry up!"

Liang Jiugong smiled and got out of the way.

Soon a group of people met the death row inmates who were used by the imperial doctors to conduct experiments, and saw that those people were worse than death.

They have always felt that they are superior beings, but now, seeing the miserable appearance of these death row prisoners, they seem to see their own Ming.

As long as they stop their longevity ointment, it won't be long before they will become like this.

"Grandpa Liang, you have to help us!"

There are those nobles who have a lot of friendship with Liang Jiugong, who secretly found Liang Jiugong, trying to get a chance to get a privilege in front of Kangxi through Liang Jiugong.

"Well, it's not like our family won't help. Rather, you have also seen how harmful this Fushou paste is, and Long Live Lord is doing it for your good. Bear with it, get through it, and you'll be fine! ”

"What if you can't get through it?"

There was an elderly Xun Guisheng who spoke, and he really felt that he might not be able to get through it.

Liang Jiugong smiled and said, "Lord Wang, if you really can't get through it, then you can only be a ghost!" ”

These words mean two things, because being a ghost is not the same!

"Master, what a job this is!"

Several elderly nobles wailed one after another, and their sad appearance was almost like a dead father.

They are not stupid, and they are very aware of the special purpose of Liang Jiugong's words. But what can be done? With no way out, how can they not despair?