I handed in the sand sculpture through the book system

After being attacked by the crossing team butanethiol in the middle of the night yesterday, because the odor agent was too powerful, the ministers and dignitaries in the side hall lay down almost instantly, and blew in the side hall whose roof was smashed in the middle of the night. cold wind.When the stench evaporated a little, the patrolling special forces got ready to be fully armed, dragged out this group of people, cleaned them up, and then threw them all into the cold palace of the imperial city.

These people are all relatives of the emperor in power in the Northern Dynasty, and I am afraid that they have never suffered such a serious crime since they were born; coupled with the shock and anger, they all fell ill the next morning without any suspense. They all had a high fever and talked nonsense.The crossing team had already estimated this, and sent a special person from the medical team to take care of these honorable prisoners.At first, the medical soldiers thought it was a simple stress cold symptom, but after injecting antipyretics and antibiotics, they found that something was wrong—the ministers lying on the bed quickly subsided their fever, but their sanity did not recover with the body temperature It was normal, but there were extremely weird ravings, convulsions, and even more severe delirium and inversions, with obvious signs of epilepsy.

At first the consultants thought it was the odorant that had gone wrong, but upon closer examination they were astonished.The medical soldiers who were selected into the special forces have done a lot of exercises and experiments, and they are already very familiar with the treatment of drug abuse. The manifestation of nerve trauma after addictive drugs; this thing is common in various modern drug rehabilitation centers and rehabilitation centers, but how can it be found in a few ancient people?

This report, when reported, has rightfully caused consternation among the modern advisory group.Compared with the noble children who kowtowed and cried bitterly outside the gate of the imperial city, the symptoms of the ministers imprisoned in the cold palace were much more obvious.Just look at the snot and tears of the dignitaries on the hospital bed as they wailed and wailed. As long as they have a little understanding of anti-drug propaganda, they can guess the cause of the disease.

But precisely because the cause of the disease can be guessed, this matter is puzzling: Where did the highly addictive drugs come from such backward productivity in the Middle Ages?A group of people looked at each other in the other courtyard and were puzzled. In the end, the confidant who was dialed by King Qi to inform the news of the imperial city was well informed. Daoist friends, in the past, they often gathered in the palace to discuss immortal medicines, and they did everything for the sake of longevity; if they were reprimanded by the emperor, as long as they were not allowed to enter the palace for seven or eight days, they would often have such symptoms of tears and irritability.

"The nobles of the clan were influenced by the emperor, and they are most keen on asking for immortals. This is not a secret in the capital." The confidant reported with crossed hands: "It's just that my master has always been at odds with the royal family, so I don't know the inside story of these people's handover. ..."

Mu Chen and the others didn't care about this confidant's seeming dismissal, but were shocked by what he confided:

"Elixir? Begging for immortality?"

The confidant crossed his hands respectfully, and honestly explained the whole ins and outs that Prince Qi's mansion could grasp.Due to the unstable situation in the clan's troubles, King Qi urgently needed the full support of the crossing team, so he was extremely sincere in sharing information, and made it clear what secrets about the palace were unreserved.

According to confidantes, the atmosphere of searching for immortals and asking questions in the Northern Dynasties has always been quite strong. By the time of Emperor Xuanzong of the previous dynasty, Chongxin became more and more devout. When Yu Sui) was seriously ill many times, praying for longevity became more and more urgent. He even went on a hunger strike without food and even stabbed blood into ink to write scriptures.Under the influence of his ears and eyes, the current emperor is even a fan of celestial alchemy. Because the power falls to the side of the state and cannot intervene in state affairs, he simply set up an alliance of alchemy lovers in the palace, and drew in all the clan and nobles who are close to the royal family in the court. In the group, everyone had a great time and began to exchange their precious experience on alchemy.

Of course, this kind of religious pursuit of immortality is purely an internal friendship in the royal circle; important officials like King Qi who are incompatible with imperial power are naturally not qualified to attend grand gatherings.Therefore, King Qi didn't know much about the details of refining pills in the palace, only vaguely heard about them.

The confidants have repeatedly stated this point, nothing more than to draw a firm line with the emperor in front of the Hengyang Palace.But after Wang Zhizai listened carefully, he sneered.

"What about alchemy and seeking Taoism is nothing more than using a small circle to win relatives." He said calmly: "It is nothing more than following the old wisdom of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to form Habayashi Lang. But Habayashi Lang still has the guise of an emperor hunting, like him Holding alchemy fellowship exchange meetings, 'Don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods', the level is too low..."

This sentence stunned the confidant directly.Those inexplicable strange words are second to none, but the most astonishing thing is the rude frankness of the Hengyang Palace.To be honest, both of them are old foxes of thousands of years. How could King Qi not understand the emperor's intention to win over the imperial party in the name of alchemy?But to be clear, is there any reason in this world to publicly announce political conspiracy in the public? !Everyone is a key player in power and governance, so we must be more reserved with each other!

——Does the Hengyang Palace not want to lose face?

The confidant was extremely speechless, but after a moment of silence, he still had to report the truth.Fortunately, the Hengyang Prince's Mansion has already explained the matter, so it's not too embarrassing for him to explain it:

"My master has also thought about this, but the emperor is very guarded, and it is difficult to find out the details." He whispered: "But we have inquired a lot, and we know a little news. The emperor has always been keen on Dan Dao, and every ten years On this day, they will take turns recruiting relatives and noble ministers into the palace to practice alchemy and talk about Taoism. He was expelled from the alchemy room by the emperor, and was not allowed to serve alchemy. Yang Xinhou fell ill in one fell swoop in fright. At that time, the villain followed the prince to see the disease. Seeing the symptoms of Yang Xinhou, he was the same as everyone in the cold palace today. The ministers are exactly the same..."

Speaking of this, his confidant hesitated slightly, but thinking of King Qi's "frank and honest" confession, he still gritted his teeth and told the strange appearance he had seen with his own eyes.

"...Yang Xinhou was also lying on the bed convulsing and moaning, foaming at the mouth. But when the imperial physician was ordered to diagnose the pulse, I saw that his arms were covered with claw marks. The imperial physician told us privately, I only said that it was Yang Xinhou’s palpitations caused by his illness, and he scratched them with his own hands. Not only that, every night when no one was watching, Yang Xinhou would cry bitterly, sweat profusely, and even cry out, vomiting and incontinence. We Hearing that the symptoms were so severe, I thought that Marquis Yangxin’s time had come and seemed to be dying. The empress dowager’s nephew was frightened to death by the emperor, and I’m afraid there would be a change in the court immediately. The result—the result—”

Speaking of this, my confidant hesitated for a moment, as if he also felt a little unbelievable:

"—As a result, within a few days after the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment, the emperor was persuaded by the queen mother to call Yang Xinhou into the palace. And within a few days after entering the palace, Yang Xinhou recovered from his illness and returned to the mansion alive and well."

Wang Zhi raised his eyebrows.In the highly tense and distorted political atmosphere of ancient times, it is not a strange way to die in anger and anger after being frightened by the emperor; even historical books and biographies have to come up with a special term "Yi Youxi" to come out.However, after being seriously ill with worry and anger, he was able to rejuvenate everything as before within a few days. This method is too immediate; refer to the symptoms of the so-called "Yang Xinhou" when he fell ill...

He and Xiang Liang looked at each other, and finally asked calmly:

"Is Yang Xinhou the only one who suffers from such anxiety?"

This sentence can be regarded as a tenon, which shows that the Hengyang Palace has already estimated this.The confidant's face froze slightly, and finally bowed to answer:

"Since Marquis Yangxin recovered from his illness, my master has been paying attention all the time, and found that among the ministers who can enter the palace to serve elixir, if they are expelled from the outside and cannot enter the value, it will take less than ten days to convulse and struggle like this. An uncontrollable grotesque. But these dignitaries all say that the unfathomable power of the heavens and fear cause illness. But as long as they are pardoned by the emperor and enter the palace again, the illness will always disappear quickly..."

Hearing this, Xiang Liang couldn't help turning his head to look at his confidant.Although the man's words were vague, the implication was already clear.Obviously, King Qi is not an idiot either. After seeing so many times of palpitations and strange illnesses that come and go in the middle of the court, he may have been suspicious for a long time.It's just that due to the limitations of knowledge in the Middle Ages, I still can't explain my doubts.

Of course, not to mention that an ancient man, King Qi, couldn't expect it, even Xiang Liang couldn't imagine such a crazy plot.If what King Qi said is true, then the emperor's alchemy room is probably more than just soliciting and deploying relationships. The cruel experience of life after expulsion is obviously more similar to the method used by drug lords to control hostages.

But because of this, Xiang Liang was puzzled.Controlling subordinates with drugs is not an easy operation; the destructive power of drugs is too great, and the speed of the user's degeneration is far beyond imagination. As long as the dosage is not properly controlled, it is not control but killing.Drug control can really be implemented because of the rapid development of modern chemical technology, and the screening of less toxic compounds... But where did an ancient man who knew nothing about basic common sense get the attenuated drug? ?

Xiang Liang glanced back, and he could see the same confusion on the faces of all modern people.Of course, if you are confused, what is happening now is almost clear: the so-called alchemy room in the palace is indeed outstanding in a sense, and it is estimated that it has already produced some kind of addictive drug with less toxicity; The name spread and spread; the clan ministers close to the royal family were the first to bear the brunt, and they were probably all controlled by some unknown drug. The sons and daughters of the clan who are being impassioned and who are paying attention to the world...

Since the efficacy of the elixir is so strong, how can the emperor cherish foreign things and not reward his dearest and most beloved confidantes?

There was a little smile on Xiang Liang's lips. On the one hand, he felt the cruelty, viciousness, and cunning of the emperor of the Northern Dynasty, and on the other hand, he was somewhat sneering:

"Drug\\addiction has no scruples, which is indeed a good move."

King Qi's confidants certainly don't understand what addiction is or not.But he bowed his hands and saluted, but respectfully said another sentence that King Qi explained:

"The current emperor Beishou is not in the city for a while. But the matter of alchemy in the palace has always been led by King Wu Cheng. So..."

Xiang Liang couldn't help but glanced at him, thinking that this was probably King Qi's purpose: to take advantage of the so-called reason of rectifying the elixir shop, to beat around the bush to get King Wucheng, a high-ranking clan; The royal blood relatives, and the relationship with the Queen Mother is so unclear, it can be said that it is the best chess piece that King Qi can get.

Of course, the traversers didn't care much about this royal family member.But it's a pity that besides the Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty, there is another important person who has an ambiguous relationship with King Wucheng...

So Xiang Liang snorted and directly avoided the topic:

"King Wu Cheng is unconscious and is still undergoing diagnosis and treatment." He said concisely, "As for the ministers who are detained in the palace...haven't you already raided their mansions? Didn't you find anything?"

The purpose of the emperor's refinement of elixir is to control the clan, not to eradicate the roots. The emperor had already prepared to go hunting in the north dozens of days ago, which would inevitably leave enough medicine for the important ministers; Too big, the body can't support it for a while.After being addicted to drugs, there is basically no humanity. As long as they find a spare drug hidden in the secret, they can still control these convulsive things.

"...The house was raided, but after all, the time was short, and nothing was found." Qi Wang's confidant was silent for a moment, and could only confess the truth in a low voice: "Besides, most of the nobles in the city have secret rooms and tunnels. ...I'm afraid I can't find it out."

Xiang Liang chuckled, not paying attention at all.

"It doesn't matter." He said calmly, "Please report to His Royal Highness King Qi, and ask him to send someone to persuade those ministers in the cold palace. If they are really stubborn and refuse to cooperate, then we will release them in the alchemy room of the palace first." One fire, and then blow up their houses one by one, so as not to leave a single thing related to the pill..."

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Xiang Liang's estimate was correct. Although the ministers in the cold palace were in a coma and lost consciousness, when they heard that the alchemy room was about to be destroyed, there would be no trace of the elixir. , even crying and shouting, explaining the whereabouts of the imperial bestowed elixir hidden in his family.The few who are physically strong still intend to hold on, but after a while, the addiction intensifies, and it is so itchy and weak that they wish they could peel the flesh and use a knife to smash the bones on the spot.Under the drug addiction, the will of human beings is really vulnerable, and finally confessed everything in tears.

In just one stick of incense, the scouts and scouts galloped out of Prince Qi's mansion and were ordered to search the city, one by one they found the royal elixirs that were treasured by important ministers, and sent all of them into the palace on fast horses.These things are extremely dangerous and vicious, so Xiang Liang took a few pills and asked them to keep them for research (after all, this cross-age drug-making technology is too amazing), and the rest were gathered together in accordance with the usual practice, intending to destroy them all by chemical methods.

For some special purpose, the location of the destruction was chosen behind the main gate of the imperial city, just one door away from the opposite side, and people outside the wall could be heard crying and shouting loudly, but it was none other than the clan disciples in white. Kowtowing and crying.

Rao had been mentally prepared before, and he was also taken aback when he heard Mu Chen's voice, and found it really unbelievable:

"These people have been crying for almost two hours? Are they so energetic?"

"Maybe they came after taking the medicine." Xiang Liang said lightly: "Since it is said to be a elixir, it must have the ability to stimulate physical strength... But it's good for them to gather here, so that we don't have to check every family in the future .”

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands lightly, and someone beside him immediately brought a large brass basin with a spiky basin of white ash on it. There were many black pills in the white ash, but it was the extremely dangerous "elixir" .

Mu Chen had never seen such a scene before. After carefully looking at Bai Hui, he asked curiously:

"what is this?"

Xiang Liang shrugged:

"The logistics team doesn't carry many things with them. For the convenience of obtaining materials, we directly use quicklime." He said simply: "This is a simple process for destroying prohibited drugs that we came up with after checking the information. First, we soaked quicklime and water repeatedly. Then it is calcined in isolation from the air, and the residue is thrown directly into the gutter."

Of course, Mu Chen couldn't express any opinion on this set of professional procedures.On the contrary, Wang Zhi blinked and looked at Xiang Liang in confusion:

"Your process..." He said slowly, "Is the result of the duplicate check a bit high?"

Xiang Liang smiled and spread his hands:

"Let's be taller." He said softly, "I believe that Mr. Lin Zexu won't have any objections... Besides, what is this repetition? If you really want to borrow too much, then I have to recite a poem at least, What gou—”

Wang Zhi coughed suddenly, interrupting Xiang Liang's inexplicable and weird speech.

Xiang Liang withdrew his hand, subconsciously pouted: "Why?"

"It's nothing." Wang Zhi said indifferently: "I just want to remind you that the thing you memorized is a poem written by Lin Gong when he was convicted and demoted, and he was exiled to Xinjiang. I have no objection if you want to spam Humen to sell cigarettes. At least you have to pay attention to it." Pay attention to the occasion?"