Qin Tianze glanced at her, "General Ben only talks about evidence, without evidence, what he says is not enough to convince General Ben, Lord Zhang has alibi, do you have it?" ”

After finishing speaking, he left first without waiting for Liu Zhixun to speak. At this moment, Liu Zhixun realized that if he wanted to, he couldn't keep up with him at all.

The sky is gradually brightening, the fish belly is white, and the morning breeze is refreshing.

Qin Tianze stood in the pavilion in the imperial garden at this time, and looked at the person in front of him in the dragon robe, "The minister proposes that this person be imprisoned in the underground prison of the Zongren Mansion." ”

The emperor held a white piece in his hand, and when he heard this, the chess piece decided: "Why?"

Qin Tianze did not express Liu Zhixun's suspicions: "Back to Your Majesty, at this time, since Your Majesty has ordered the ministers to intervene, it is up to the ministers to intervene."

After hearing this, the emperor smiled and nodded: "Then according to what you say, Tianze, come, accompany me in the next game."

"Minister, there's one more thing." Qin Tianze spoke again.

"Anything else, but it doesn't hurt to say it." With a wave of his sleeves, the emperor took advantage of the situation and withdrew all the people around him.

"The capture of this person is not the power of one minister, and one other person is also indispensable, and this person also found that the more than 100 corpses were not real corpses, but were poisoned and temporarily faked death."

"What?" The emperor was shocked, more than 100 people, not a small number, it caused turmoil in the hearts of the people, the people gradually lost confidence in the officials, and many families could not survive......

"Who is this person?"

"Too Hospital, Liu Zhixun."

When the news came from the palace and asked Liu Zhixun to handle the hundred people, everyone in the Tai Hospital gasped and accused Liu Zhixun of being a scourge and harming people.

But when Liu Zhixun lived up to expectations, and unexpectedly cured all the hundreds of people overnight, the faces of the people in the Tai Hospital changed, and then they surrounded Liu Zhixun's door for three consecutive days, kneeling down and begging the Imperial Doctor Liu to teach them one or two medical skills.

Liu Zhixun made a name for himself as a hospital, and thus won the title of "miracle doctor" in this great country, which is not glorious.

In the early morning of the next day, the breeze was swaying, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed the fence one after another, and in the hospital, an elderly man in his fifties was dressed in a white robe, stirring a small jar of gray liquid in his hand.

"What have you been up to lately? I couldn't find him all day. ”

Liu Zhixun sighed deeply and took the medicine pestle in his hand: "Back to Master, the apprentice is studying the antidote to the Dali Temple case." The hundreds of people who faked their deaths, although they were not dead, were poisoned, and the black-clothed people who were tracking down would rather die than open their mouths, the antidote was nowhere to be found, and the poison they had in was not yet cured. ”

"This poison is so ferocious, are you sure?" The man raised his eyebrows, and suddenly burst out with endless surprise and curiosity, but he was still calm, the chess idiot was loyal to the chess game, the dance idiot was loyal to the dance music, the sword idiot was loyal to the swordsmanship, and the doctor was loyal to the disease, as it has always been.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you so bothered by a poison, the last time I encountered this situation, or a year ago, come, tell the master, what kind of situation is it?"

A year ago?

Liu Zhixun seemed to remember something, threw down the herb he had just picked up in his hand, and snatched the door out of the door with the medicine box on the ground.

Came to Dali Temple, today the door of Dali Temple was opened, the fake corpse was still placed in the courtyard, and there were constantly relatives who came to claim it, as soon as they saw Liu Zhixun, people passing by knelt down one after another, "Imperial Doctor Liu, you must save my family Ah Lang, our family is just this one son, if you go like this, how can our old couple live!" ”

Liu Zhixun helped the two up, a good comfort, she walked into the courtyard, there were about ten people in it who were not claimed, she immediately opened the medicine box, extracted the toxins on these people, today, the people of Dali Temple did not dare to come forward to stop.

"Colorless and odorless, people have been in a coma here for three days without showing signs of waking up, but they can still emit a stench of corpses from the human body, and these corpse spots, what kind of poison can make a living person give birth to corpse spots?"

Liu Zhixun probed over, no, she remembered that someone had woken up in the morgue that night, which means that this poison does not have the same effect on everyone, and there must be traces to follow.

Just as Liu Zhixin frowned and continued to check, an old woman beside him cried, "Grandson, my grandson, how can I live as an old woman if you leave!" ”

Beside the old woman, a man in the prime of life was full of spots, the whole person was snow-white, and suddenly stood up on the ground, and the people of Dali Temple were suddenly taken aback, and then, the strong man was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly fell down again in front of everyone.

Liu Zhixun saw that his eyes were scattered, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was still a little purple in the whites of his eyes.

"Could it be the poison of Baiye Ridge?"

Thinking of this, Liu Zhixun realized something, quickly put away the silver needle, and ran towards the door despite the shouts of a group of people behind him.

At the same time, the Zongren Mansion.

A beam of light shone into the prison in a crowded manner, and the gray-white dust was scattered like stars on a delicate and handsome man with a little feminine.

His face was cold, and he held a small porcelain vase in his hand. Across from him sat a man with his hands and feet cuffed.

The man was dirty, and his messy hair was greasy against his face. Dressed in a shabby cloth shirt, the shoes on his feet were soaked with blood, and a few cockroaches crawled happily on them.

The handpicked man coughed twice and then spouted a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "I don't know."

His voice was hoarse, as if there were grains of sand stuck in his throat.

The handsome man hooked the corners of his lips, threw out a silver needle from his sleeve and hit an acupuncture point on the man's body: "Why are you poisoned?"

"I don't know." His voice was better, far less burning than before. He was a little surprised.

The handsome man threw out a silver needle and hit another acupuncture point: "Who instructed it?"

"I don't know." The blood marks on his body were drawn from the whip soaked in salt water, and it didn't hurt as much as it used to be.

Another silver needle, suddenly struck away by a silver light. It's familiar.

In the blink of an eye, the silver light flew back.

Qin Tianze put away his dagger and slowly walked inside.

"Imperial Doctor Liu! What exactly are you going to do? He raised his eyebrows, and the words came out of his thin lips, full of a chill to the bone.

Liu Zhixun stepped forward and took off the silver needle from the man in black, only to find that the man in black was trembling violently. His gaze always glanced cautiously at Qin Tianze, and then he looked away in a panic and lowered his head.

Liu Zhixin frowned, he didn't look afraid of death just now, why was he so afraid at this time, was it because of Qin Tianze?

The puzzled gaze gradually changed, with a bit of scrutiny.