"Huh? What is Zhang Qing's crime? Liu He asked.

"My sister Anjun is sick, and she is still very sick...... Your Majesty, it was the micro-ministers who were negligent...... I didn't take good care of ......," Zhang said intermittently.

"The granddaughter Wen Yan mentioned by Cai Qing is also sick, has there been an epidemic in Chang'an City recently?" Liu He asked suspiciously.

"Weichen has never heard of it, nor has he received a letter from the chief of the three assistants, and the illness of the sister is not similar to the epidemic she has seen......

"Can you let the Imperial Doctor see it?" Liu He asked.

"Since the beginning of autumn, the sister has been frail and sick, and the doctor has come to see her, and she has prescribed a lot ......of decoctions to recuperate, sometimes good and sometimes bad, but in the past two days, it has become more and more broken," Zhang Anshi said more and more quietly, as if he was afraid.

Zhang Anshi should indeed be afraid, because Zhang Anjun is not only his sister, but also the Jieyu of the Son of Heaven.

Failure to take care of the offender is a culpability.

Liu He naturally would not punish Zhang Anshi for this matter, but he felt that there was something strange.

Because Cai Yi's granddaughter Cai Wenyan's condition seems to be the same as Zhang Anjun's.

Liu He suddenly thought of a possibility, other things today should be put aside first.

"Zhang Qing is flat, let's go in first." Liu He said that, and immediately walked quickly to the hall.

"Yui!" Zhang Anshi and the others didn't know why the Son of Heaven was suddenly anxious, and followed into the hall.

After several people sat down separately, Liu He didn't speak, but found Cai Yi's recital book yesterday from under the case, which wrote Cai Wenyan's illness.

"Fank!" Liu He said.

"Wechen is here!" Fan Ke replied.

"Grind the pen!" Liu He said.

"Yui!" Fan Ke was already accustomed to ghostwriting for the Son of Heaven, and trotted all the way to a small case in front of the Son of Heaven, and neatly laid out the pen and ink.

"Zhang Qing, tell the causes and consequences of Wenjun's illness and the symptoms of his illness, and Fan Ke will record it, and it must not be omitted."

Several courtiers still didn't know why the Son of Heaven did this, but they still didn't dare to ask, so they could only wait quietly.

Could it be that the Son of Heaven still understands medical skills?

Zhang Anshi spoke slowly, and Fan Ke also remembered on the side.

After a short time, Zhang Anshi finished speaking, and Liu He also finished listening: he was surprised to find that the symptoms of Zhang Anjun and Cai Wenyan's illness were exactly the same!

That's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

Liu He didn't dare to make a rash judgment, so he wanted to read what Fan Ke recorded again to see if there was any discrepancy between the two.

"Fanke, give me what you remembered!" Liu He stared at Cai Yi's recital and asked.

Liu He waited for a moment, but Fan Ke did not move.

"Fank!" Liu He shouted with some annoyance.

But after another moment, the Fan still didn't bring it up.

Liu He, who was a little displeased, raised his head and looked in the direction of Fan Ke, wanting to see why he was so rubbing.

However, Liu He saw Fan Ke holding a pen and paper, and his face was full of horror: his eyes were wide and round, and his mouth was open and couldn't close, as if he was greatly frightened.

"Fanke, why are you so flustered!?" Liu He asked.

"There's something wrong with this, there's something wrong with this disease!" Fan Ke stammered.

Today, Fan Ke is Liu He's personal attendant, and almost all the edicts issued by Liu He are drafted by him.

Moreover, whether it is a large or small court discussion, or a discussion of court politics with trusted courtiers, Fan Ke is almost present.

This reflects Liu He's great trust in him, and everyone knows that this little insider has the same bright future as that Han De.

Fifteen-year-old Fan Ke lived up to his divine grace, always being careful and never doing anything beyond the boundary.

Whether in the front hall or in the greenhouse hall, Fan Ke is as quiet as a clay puppet most of the time: he will not interrupt the discussion of the Son of Heaven and the important ministers of the court as he did today.

Liu He looked at Fan Ke, and Zhang Anshi and the others also looked at Fan Ke, very puzzled.

"Fan Ke, I forgive you for your innocence, tell me, what's wrong with this Jieyu's illness?" Liu He softened his voice a little, so as not to scare Fan Ke.

"Your Majesty, this, this illness Wei Chen has seen before......" Fan Ke said in a trembling voice.

"Did you see it in the recital book of the Imperial Historian Cai Yi?" Liu He then asked.

"Your Majesty...... Wechen hasn't read the recital of the Imperial Doctor......"

"Where have you seen that, come on, don't sell it!" Liu He asked anxiously.

Fan Ke was born thin and small, and his eyes were already large, but now they were even bigger because of nervousness, and he looked like a muntjac frightened by a hunter, and he was not at ease.

He looked down at the words he had written down with his own hand, and seemed to be still remembering.

Liu He knew that what the other party was thinking must be very sensitive, so he didn't urge him again, but waited quietly with Zhang Anshi and others.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Fan Ke seemed to finally figure it out, gritting his teeth and saying something enough to turn this greenhouse hall into an ice cellar.

"This Jieyu's illness...... It seems to be exactly the same as the illness of Emperor Xiaozhao! ”

Including Liu He, the son of heaven, everyone present seemed to have fallen into the well of Layue, and their bodies were cold.

"Bold Fanke! How can you talk about the Son of Heaven? Don't you want to die? Bingji suddenly pointed at Fan Ke and asked.

Fan Ke was so shocked by Bingji's questioning that even the pen and paper in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person stood up and knelt down in front of the Son of Heaven with a "poof".

"Your Majesty forgive your sins! What Weichen just said is indeed the truth, before Emperor Xiaozhao's big trip, Weichen has been on the side, and Weichen remembers this illness clearly! ”

"Wechen, Wechen is willing to swear with his life and the life of Wechen's mother, if there is half a lie, he will be willing to accept and suffer the punishment of an inch, and there will be no complaints!"

Fan Ke's sincere and resolute attitude did not seem to be fake, Bingji did not embarrass him anymore, but looked at the Son of Heaven and nodded.

In a hurry, what he said was the most serious, and besides, Fan Ke had no reason to lie.

Zhang Anshi and the others were silent, they didn't dare to speak, they knew what it meant if what Fan Ke said could sit down.

"Fan Ke, I believe what you say, tell me about it, what were the symptoms of Emperor Xiaozhao before his big trip?"

"At first, Emperor Xiaozhao only had a cough, phlegm, and chest pain, which was no different from ordinary wind chills."

"After more than a month, Emperor Xiaozhao's panting was uneven, his skin was cyanotic, and he was often thirsty."

"In the last few days, I kept coughing up blood, vomiting, and sores all over my mouth!"

"In the days when I was about to go on a big trip, I kept asking for water to drink, as if I couldn't drink enough!"

……

Liu He kept looking down at Cai Yi's recital in his hand, and Cai Wenyan had begun to pant and cyanosis.

He recalled Zhang Anjun's illness that Zhang Anshi said just now, and Zhang Anjun even began to cough up blood.

When Zhang Anshi, Bingji and others were still in the clouds, Liu He had already figured out many things in his heart.

After entering the palace for several months, this was the first time Liu He heard someone mention to him what Emperor Xiaozhao looked like.

These "diseases" of Emperor Xiaozhao are too familiar to Liu He: if he had known earlier, he would have been suspicious a long time ago.

It was he who neglected this matter and was deceived by the history books he had read.

In later generations, many sons of heaven who sat on the emperor's couch died of this "disease".

For example, the penultimate emperor of the Tatar Qing Dynasty, for example, a very short emperor in the westward part of the Western Regions......

What kind of malignant disease or epidemic is this, it is clearly poisoning - chronic mercury poisoning!

Mercury is what the Han people call mercury, a heavy metal that can slowly poison people to death.

Compared to other poisons that appeared in later generations, it was too easy to obtain mercury.

As long as the common dansha is put into the urn and heated, you can scrape mercury beads on the wall of the urn, collect them and store them in the bamboo tube, which can be stored for a long time.

Legend has it that in the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, there are rivers and lakes made of mercury!

At this time, there were many people who knew that mercury was harmful, but not many people knew that mercury could cause people to die slowly.

And there are probably very few people who dare to use such a vicious method to harm others.

poisoning people, mentioning these four words, Liu He's mind immediately appeared with a person's name.

He sneered in his heart, feeling a little more disgusted with the Huo family.

Dogs can't change their feces, and Huo Xian can't change poisoning!

"Emperor Xiaozhao did not die of illness, but was poisoned by someone......"

As soon as Liu He's words came out, the faces of Zhang Anshi and the others were full of shock.

What smart people they were, and many fragments immediately flew through their minds.

If the Son of Xiaozhao was poisoned to death, Cai Wenyan and Zhang Anjun, who were poisoned by the same poison, were very likely to be poisoned by the same person.

On the other hand, the person who poisoned Cai Wenyan and Zhang Anjun is probably the one who poisoned the son of filial piety.

In the past few months, who is most likely to poison Cai Wenyan and Zhang Anjun? The answer is already obvious.

But Zhang Anshi didn't dare to say a word, just quietly looked at the Son of Heaven with an unkind face: This answer can only be said by the Son of Heaven.

To their bewilderment, the Son of Heaven, who was obviously already furious, did not immediately express his opinion on the matter, but silently took out a recital from his bosom.

"Fan Ke, you go down first, go to Shaofu, find Emperor Xiaozhao's medical records, go and come back quickly, don't mention it to others."

"No!"

"Let the badger outside the door go with you, and everyone in the Imperial Medical Department will not leave the office immediately."

"No!" Fan Ke naturally took the order and left.

Only then did Liu He hand the book in his hand to Zhang Anshi and others.

"This is Huo Guang's recital to me today, you Aiqing will take a look first."

"No!" Zhang Anshi and the others could see the killing intent in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, and they didn't dare to say a word, so they immediately took Huo Guang's recital and read it carefully.

The book was long, but it didn't take much time to read, and after half an hour, several people had read it.

"Wang Ji, has Huo Yu been escorted back to Chang'an?" Liu He asked in a cold voice.

"Back to Your Majesty, Huo Yu and the rest of the captains and marquis who conspired against him have been escorted back to Chang'an this morning." Wang Ji said.

"Where?"

"Huo Yu is locked up in the Imperial Prison, and the rest are locked up in the prisons of the three auxiliary counties."

Nowadays, the prisons in Chang'an City, large and small, are overcrowded and must be cleared.

After listening to this, Liu He nodded, and told Zhang Anshi and the others the intention of summoning them today.

"I brought Zhuqing here today to discuss with Zhuqing and give Huo Guang and the Huo family a decision."

"Now, Fan Mingyou is dead, Tian Guangming is also dead, and Huo Guang must be convicted, and the pass is in Huo Yu...... Although Huo Yu killed Fan Mingyou, he must be the core of this rebellion. ”

"But you have already read Huo Guang's recital, this pass is not so easy to pry open, I want to ask you Aiqing ......"

"Huo Yu killed Fan thief and coercion before the battle, Huo Guang has more than ten years of auxiliary political work, the first hussar general Huo Qu was sick and sealed the remnants of the wolf Juxu, and I gave the Danshu iron coupon for a while......"

"Add all of these, can Huo Guang be killed, and can this Huo clan be destroyed?"

"And you have to kill without hidden dangers, and you have to kill it cleanly!"

The people present, except for Wang Ji, Bingji and Huo Guang, who had no clear suspicions, the rest of them all had enmity with Huo Guang.

For example, if I asked them for their opinion today, they couldn't give an answer for a while.

Emotionally speaking, they naturally wanted to kill all the Huo family......

However, judging from the "chips" listed by the Son of Heaven just now, some are not easy to kill.

They also understood that the Son of Heaven did not ask them whether the Huo family should be killed, but how to kill it.

Zhang Anshi and the others looked at each other, and they were asked for a while.

Only the chubby Huang Ba was eager to try and wanted to answer this question.

"Well, Huang Qing, you are Tingwei, the most familiar with the laws of the Han, I want to hear your opinion."

"Yui!" Huang Ba, who was ordered, was overjoyed, and hurriedly couldn't wait to say what he had thought of, "Huo Guang and Huo Yu, it's easy to kill if it's easy to kill, and it's not easy to kill if it's not good to kill." ”

"Huang Qing said something interesting, you can continue."

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