Chapter 80: Critically Ill
"Holy Lord, it's not good, it's not good." A eunuch suddenly rushed in.
Luo Dandan methodically criticized the folds, she suddenly raised her head and glanced at him, "What's the matter?" Then he buried himself in the recital.
"The old prime minister, he is critically ill."
"Click," Luo Dandan's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and the pen in his hand split into two pieces.
The old prime minister, although she doesn't get along with him much, but because she is the grandfather of the original owner, she will always be inexplicably sad.
She is really unfilial, and she has not been to see the old prime minister since she returned to Beijing.
"Get on the road."
Long Yuan set off from the imperial study and went to the old prime minister's mansion as fast as possible.
Dark chrysanthemum is really, and they don't tell such an important thing.
When she arrived at the old prime minister's mansion, the whole mansion knelt down to greet her, and she didn't like this feeling very much.
"Let's be flat." She said lightly.
Then, he walked towards the main house without hurrying.
In the main room, the light was dim, and there was a smell of decay.
The interior furnishings are neat and clean, simple and generous, and it can be seen that they are often cleaned up.
She quietly looked at the old man on the bed, the old man had gray hair, wrinkled skin, skinny skin, pale face, listless, just lying on the bed, half-squinting.
"Holiness," he called weakly.
"Grandfather, let's call me Dandan." She did it at the bedside and took his pulse.
"Grandfather, you're poisoned." She felt inexplicably angry that someone would dare to do such a thing to her grandfather.
"Grandfather, I'm going to take a drop of your blood to test and prepare an antidote for you."
"Don't, don't go." Lan Hongzhang suddenly stretched out his hand and called weakly.
"Grandfather, don't worry, I'll be back soon, soon, I'll give you an antidote, and you'll be well soon." Lordandan clapped his hands.
"Quick, third level of the bookcase...... Three squares, three turns. ”
Luo Dandan didn't take it immediately, but took out the silver needle and gave Lan Hongzhang a few stitches, so he didn't rush to press the switch.
The switch is very hidden, and if you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all.
"Bang," the switch was turned on suddenly, and there was a box of golden silk nanmu inside, and the box was locked with a small lock, although the small lock was small, but it was well-made, small and exquisite, and it was rare in ancient times, and it was a valuable item at a glance. But what about this key?
"Holy Lord," a figure flashed, and Dark Ju immediately appeared. In fact, she just wanted Dark Ju to get her medicine box, but she didn't expect her to send it so quickly.
"Don't let anyone in." As she spoke, she took out her tools and started working.
"Yes," Dark Ju immediately closed the door and retreated, standing like a door god, guarding the inside.
"Tick tock,"
"Ding Dong"
As the sound rang out one after another, the sound of the container knocking, the sound of liquid mixing.
An hour passed, and she finally figured out the ingredients of the poison.
This is a kind of chronic poison, mixed with more than 100 kinds of poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs, and the medical skills of Luo Dan are not bad, and ten kinds have been studied in this hour. However, it takes a lot of time and energy to solve these hundreds. I'm afraid it's going to be a few days and nights.
It's a pity that our second senior brother is going to be arrested as a coolie.
Men and women match, don't get tired of work, a certain king is going to eat flying vinegar.
The night was getting deeper, and the second senior brother hurried to the old prime minister's mansion.
"Senior sister," Mo Chenggui was panting and looking at her.
"Don't talk nonsense," Luo Dandan didn't raise his head the whole time, fiddling with the instrument in his hand, "come and help me test these things." ”
It's been three days, and the two are still fiddling around in the house. Finally, on the night of the third day, they developed the ingredients of the poison, and it would take another two days to prepare the antidote.
"Grandfather," he said, having taken the antidote, and his face became much more rosy.
"Ahem, cough, cough," Lan Hongzhang suddenly spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, which was full of black, and fell to the ground slowly corroding the floor. You can see how strong this toxicity is. Who was so eager to put him to death?
"Did you get the thing?"
"I got it, and I said that I used my internal force to bring the things on the table." Luo Dandan couldn't help but be a little stunned, he didn't expect him to care so much about this box.
"Good," he laughed suddenly, "the key is in your third cousin's hand." ”
Looking at Luo Dandan's puzzled expression, "It's the one who greeted the guests in front of the gate at the last birthday banquet, your third cousin, young and talented, and the future heir of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”
"Grandfather," Luo Dandan held Lan Hongzhang's hand.
"Girl, the things in here are very important, you must keep them well."
"Grandfather," Luo Dandan looked puzzled.
"You get out."
Outside the door, a large group of people were waiting.
"Dandan," a woman called out to her. The woman was about thirty years old, with delicate eyebrows and delicate skin, and a beautiful look in her eyes, the only shortcoming was that there were already some wrinkles around the corners of her eyes. It can be seen that she was also a beauty when she was young.
"What's the matter?" Luo Dandan choked his brow in displeasure.
"Dandan, when are you going back to the Imperial History Mansion?" Lan Hongyue's eyes flickered, flattering.
"I don't want to go back, you can go." Then he sat on the dragon chariot without looking back.
"Dandan......" When the words came to her mouth, she suddenly couldn't speak, after all, she hadn't cared about her well before.
"Did your grandfather tell you anything?" Her tone was cautious, and her voice trembled.
"What's your business?" Then he walked away without raising his head.
Lan Hongyue stood silently in place, her hands clenched into fists: how much did she know about the events of that year? No, it can't be, the old guy won't let her know. However, what if......
Shouldn't she be angry when she found out? No, maybe she knew, she looked like that person.
On the way back to the palace,
"Holy Lord, this box." Dark Ju picked up this box like a treasure, after all, it was a "relic" left to her by her grandfather.
"Find a lockpicker and open it." Lordadan glanced at the box.
"Holy Lord, aren't you looking for a third cousin?" “
"My grandfather didn't want me to know so early, and my third cousin wouldn't give it."
The efficiency of the dark chrysanthemum is really fast, and after a stick of incense, he found a well-known locksmith in the capital.
The locksmith was about sixty years old, bald, with a white beard, and an intellectual look, and it was hard to imagine that he was a locksmith.
"Are you losing your hair from this hair?" Luo Dandan suddenly became interested.
"No, no, no," the old man shook his hand suddenly, "this is to be different." “
"Hahaha," Dark Ju suddenly laughed.
Luo Dandan looked calm, "Pick the lock." “
The old man replied respectfully, and then picked up his tools.
After a long time, he suddenly knelt down, "Holy Lord, the grass people are only shallow in learning, and they can't open this box." He was so nervous that his whole body was shaking.