Chapter 301

When Mr. Jiang mentioned his old friend, the mood in his eyes was seen by Chen Jia. He didn't say anything.

This conversation lasted until the middle of the month. After avoiding the bodyguard and sending the master out of the Qianyi hall, Chen Jia returned to the warm Pavilion.

"The third prince knows who Mr. Jiang mentioned as an old friend?" Chen Jia asked.

Xia Houyu has lived in seclusion in the palace for many years and knows some secrets.

Sure enough, I heard him say, "it's about Mr. Jiang's sister, Jiang Cairen."

"Talented person? Has she entered the harem?"

"At that time, I was very young. I only knew that Jiang Cairen was literate and reasonable, and his appearance was extraordinary. It was also because of Jiang Cairen's recommendation that Jiang Fu Zi's talent and learning could be appreciated by the emperor. But later, Jiang Cairen died suddenly, and the palace handled it very low-key like hiding a secret." Xia Houyu only vaguely remembered this old incident, I don't know the inside story.

Chen Jia stopped asking questions. Since Jiang Fuzi said he could have a way to make an appointment with the emperor alone, he could only trust him.

Three days passed quickly.

It's time for their appointment. The night in the palace was quiet. After serving Xia Houyu's medicine bath, Chen Jia took advantage of the dead of night and flew over the eaves and walls to ask Jiang Fuzi.

There seems to be no one inside. Maybe Mr. Jiang hasn't brought the emperor. Chen Jia decided to wait.

I don't know how long it took. Chen Jia watched the candle burn in the room. At this time, footsteps finally came from outside.

"Lu'an, wait outside. I have something to say to Jiang Qing."

Chen Jia recognized that this was the voice of the emperor, and Lu'an was the big eunuch around him.

"Yes." Lu'an answered.

Then, the door of the house was pushed open, and Jiang Fuzi came in with the emperor. Chen Jia quickly held her breath.

After Mr. Jiang came in, he took the door. They sat down on the tea table, and Jiang Fuzi made tea for the emperor.

"Jiang Qing, it's still as simple as usual, just like when I visited a few years ago." the emperor sighed.

Jiang Fuzi said faintly, "I don't like it. It's not good to leave too many things in the house. It's just that seeing things hurts."

The old emperor seemed to recall something from this sentence and sighed: "I was ashamed of you for Jiang Cairen. If she hadn't told me that the queen poisoned my wine, I would have died. Pity her for drinking poisonous wine to make me believe..."

Jiang Fuzi's eyes turned red and said, "emperor, it's OK not to mention the past."

"Even for Jiang Cairen's sake, I also want to add a baron to you, but you don't want anything. I always feel indebted to you. By the way, Jiang Qing still keeps Jiang Cai's poems and paintings before her life? When she died, there was no ink left in the palace. I miss her more and more in recent years, but I have no sustenance."

Master Jiang nodded and said, "I originally hated your majesty, but my sister died for your majesty. If she is a brother, she must not rest in the spring."

After that, Mr. Jiang took out a wooden box from the house.

The emperor is like a treasure, a precious and important place to open. What I saw in the box were all Jiang Cai's pen and ink before his life. The old emperor took it out one by one, and his eyes turned red. He calmed his breathing several times and drank another mouthful of tea.

Mr. Jiang chatted with him. Soon, the emperor felt his head heavy and gradually fell asleep.

Mr. Jiang quickly held the emperor steady. Chen Jia jumped off the beam.

"Hurry up, the emperor is asleep. Fu'an won't wait long outside. He will come in and call him," said jiangfuzi.

"I see." Chen Jia took out her hand pillow, put it under the emperor's wrist, and then listened to her pulse.

He looked dignified as he remembered his pulse.

Mr. Jiang didn't dare to disturb him. He just felt that Zhong Liqing's expression didn't look good.

Finally, Chen Jia put away her hand pillow.

"How's it going?"

"Not good," said Chen Jia, "As I have measured, the emperor is poisoned. This poison is called devouring divine incense. It is a chronic poison. If it is used very little, it can be latent for ten years. The master said that the emperor is in poor health recently. I remember that the emperor was in good spirits when he came to the Qianyi hall to punish the three princes a few months ago. Today's emperor has low eyes, black body and Qi, indicating that the person who poisoned has increased the dosage recently."

Master Jiang looked dignified: "there are only those who serve the emperor. It's not difficult to find those who can poison." when he spoke, he already had a guess in his heart.

Chen Jia said, "this is not the time for analysis. Wake up the emperor first so that no one will come in."

Mr. Jiang nodded quickly and accepted Zhong Liqing's antidote.

Chen Jiafei went to the room and hid again.

Jiang Fuzi put the antidote under the emperor's nose and shook it. Soon, the emperor woke up.

"The emperor must be tired. He dozed off just now." said jiangfuzi.

The emperor did not notice, but sighed: "old, really old."

"Let father Lu an come in and serve you."

"Well," the emperor called, "come back to the palace."

"Yes." the eunuch Lu'an came in and took the emperor back.

Jiangfu Zimu sends people away. Chen Jia comes down from the beam again. They close the door and talk at night.

"The poisoned man must have guessed in the master's heart?" Chen Jia came straight to the point.

Mr. Jiang sat down and put away the wooden box containing Jiang Cairen's legacy. He said faintly, "it should be a virtuous imperial concubine. No second person has such a chance. Although father Lu'an attends around all year round, the more healthy the emperor is, the longer his position can be. Except Lu'an, there is only a virtuous imperial concubine."

"Seeing that the seventh Prince is about to be appointed, the virtuous imperial concubine simply aggravates the drug properties..." Chen Jia analyzed and said, "once the emperor dies, the seventh Prince really benefits the most."

Mr. Jiang put the wooden box in the corner of the book case and put it away.

Chen Jia's eyes turned twice on the wooden box and suddenly said, "the third prince is the Queen's own son."

"I know."

"Jiang Cairen died because of the queen."

"I know."

"Is the master willing to assist the third prince?"

"Things in the world can't be decided in black and white." Jiang Fuzi sighed, "I hate the queen, but I can't watch the seven princes rise to the throne and burn the people!"

"The master's mind can accommodate heaven and earth, and the disciples admire him." Chen Jia said sincerely.

Master Jiang asked him, "do you have a way to solve the emperor's poison?"

"It hurts people's hearts and veins by swallowing divine incense. There is no medicine to solve it, but I can use medicine to delay the emperor's attack time and alleviate symptoms. I can survive this year at least."

"That's good. But how do you treat the emperor? You can't even get close to him."

Chen Jia replied, "I'll ask my friends in the Jianghu to help me with this. I'll make the antidote into pills. The emperor will go south to worship the heaven. I'll ask my friends in the Jianghu to spread that there are gods in the South who can make fairy pills to prolong the life of mortals. At that time, the emperor will come to the door without us trying."

"The emperor did find a panacea a few years ago, but he gave up after it didn't work. At this time, he was in poor health. If someone presented a panacea, he would certainly adopt it."

——Content from [Migu reading]