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The imperial medical office is Yu Qingyu's rotation today.He raised his head from the pile of medicinal materials on the table, and helped the half piece of glass mirror on the bridge of his nose: "What does Mr. Yu want?"

"Medications to help people sleep." Yu Bai repeated, and added, "Don't drink soups, I'm not used to them. It's better to be pills. I can't sleep well recently. Incense and calming soup are not helpful Big, I wonder if Imperial Physician Yu has a solution here?"

Yu Qing porridge pondered for a moment: "It does have a taste... Drunken Dreamland."

The medicine cabinets of the Imperial Medical Office are high and low, with notes in black and white written on them.Yu Qingyu scratched his scalp and opened a drawer.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yu Bai looking at a few pills hanging in the shade on the table, and he seemed to have a tendency to poke and lick them, and then he remembered what he was doing just now, and he was almost out of his wits: " Don't touch, son!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "This thing is a pill made from the dry sausage grass. It is one of the top ten poisons. It is unadulterated. One pill is enough to kill a person, and it cannot return to heaven."

Yu Bai paused with his fingertips, and moved his hand away as he said: "If that's the case, why does Imperial Physician Yu still have this thing here?"

Seeing Yu Bai move his hand away, Yu Qing porridge breathed a sigh of relief, and explained with a smile: "It's both poison and medicine. Although this thing is extremely poisonous, it has miraculous effects when used to treat diseases. Follow the recipes in the ancient books and look at it, if one day the disease really spreads, you can be prepared.”

Yu Bai nodded thoughtfully.

Yu Qingcong suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly coughed to change the topic, and handed over a celadon bottle: "This is the drunken dreamland that you want. It is a three-point medicine. If you don't sleep well, you can use it for ten days and a half months." One is enough, don't overdose. There are ten pills in this bottle, please let me know when you finish using it up, and I will start to mix it."

Yu Bai took the celadon bottle containing Drunken Dreamland, took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it: "There is an imperial physician in charge."

——This is the first conversation between the two since Yu Bai's memory was restored.Yu Qing porridge was really afraid that Yu Bai would indiscriminately pour a bowl of poison into himself.He had seen with his own eyes how Young Master Yu dealt with noble Qin.

Seeing Yu Bai taking the celadon bottle and turning around to leave, Yu Qing porridge's heart finally fell back into his stomach.The Imperial Medical Office, especially his place, has a lot of poisonous and non-toxic herbal pills. He is really afraid that Mr. Yu will play tricks under his nose, and he will lose his head in the end.

Looking at Mr. Yu's temper in this way, his temper has improved a lot—he hadn't finished comforting himself when he saw Yu Bai flicked his long sleeves, tilted his figure, and knocked down the table on which he hung his pills with extreme casualness and precision.

With a bang, the pills scattered into stars all over the sky, and big and small beads fell onto the jade plate.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Imperial Physician Yu..." Yu Bai apologized quickly, and the action of squatting down to pick up the pills was also very sincere, as if he was sincerely ashamed of his "carelessness".

"Don't..." Yu Qingyu dared not let him touch these things.He had violated the palace rules by refining the poison in the palace, if Yu Bai was poisoned again, it would not only end his career as an imperial physician, but also the journey of his life.

——However, Yu Bai's movements were extraordinarily fast.

He watched as Yu Bai nimbly picked up a series of black-brown pills with his hands and feet, and then groped for a long time in the gap under the medicine cabinet, and stuffed the pills that he had worked so hard to find into his hands: "Physician Yu, don't you?" Sorry, this should be the last one, it's this medicine..."

The pill rolled firmly under the dusty medicine cabinet. Not only has it been rubbed so hard that its shape and color cannot be seen, but it also has a rotten musty smell. It is not known that it was once one of the top ten deadly poisons.

Yu Qingcong took over the fruit of his many days of labor with a numb face, and decided to throw it into the garbage dump after changing hands: "...It's okay, thank you, Mr. Yu."

It's numb, really numb.What else can he say?Could he grab Yu Bai by the collar and make him pay for his medicine?Don't pay for the medicine at that time, I will explain my life first.

While Yu Qingyu was in a hurry to find something to wash his hands, Yu Bai quietly glanced at the small celadon bottle in his sleeve.There were still ten dark-brown pills in the vial, one was not many and one was not many, but no one knew that under the dusty medicine cabinet just now, a thorough change of civet cats for princes had already been carried out.

When stepping out of the Imperial Medical Office, Yu Bai weighed the celadon vial.According to the tradition that poisons have a price but no market, exchanging a Drunken Dreamland for a dry sausage, this is really a big profit.

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After this afternoon's accident, Yu Qingcong learned from the pain and took an hour out of the busy time of refining and dispensing to thoroughly clean and organize the Imperial Medical Office, especially cleaning the dust under the medicine cabinet.

As soon as he swept the accumulated dust out of the dustpan, he was sent to Qian'an Hall by a word of mouth, and he knew the reason well.It wasn't the first time that Zhao Junsu watched Yu Bai closely.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Yu came to the Imperial Medical Office today, saying that he has been unable to sleep peacefully for the past few days, so he asked the minister for a bottle of Drunken Dreamland. This product has no other use except to help people sleep, and it will not endanger the body. Don't worry, Your Majesty. "

Zhao Jun nodded: "What else?"

"Young Master Yu took Drunken Dreamland and went back, but..."

"But what?"

But your baby pimple knocked over my medicine table and ruined my medicine, I will sue you, can you make a decision for me——Yu Qingyu slandered: "But the young master saw the pill made by Wei Chen with the dry intestine grass .Young Master Yu accidentally knocked over the table where Weichen was drying the medicine and spilled some pills. Don’t worry, Your Majesty has already found them all.”

"Littleweed?"

Yu Qing porridge thumped in his heart: "Yes, I have looked through the ancient prescriptions these days, and saw that the dry sausage has a miraculous effect on curing the disease. I thought about preparing for a rainy day, so I tried it together. I didn't intentionally violate the palace rules. Your Majesty forgives me..."

Zhao Jun interrupted him, straight to the point: "Can the quantity change?"

"Ah?" Yu Qing porridge was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "No, I have already found them all, and I guarantee that Mr. Yu has not been poisoned..."

"Take a look." Zhao Jun felt some unexplainable worry in his heart, he caught a glimpse of the person in front of him motionless like a clay sculpture, and couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong?"

Yu Qing porridge seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and kowtowed tremblingly: "Your Majesty, there is a...uh, a pill fell into the bottom of the medicine cabinet, and it was already invisible when Young Master Yu found it. Weichen thought it was useless, so he threw it away..."

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In the Qian'an Palace, on the table containing the books of the Great Liang, Jiangshan and Sheji, there is a round, flat, shapeless pill with a thin silver needle inserted on the pill.The monarch and his subjects stared at the pill for a long time, and finally Yu Qingzhou pulled out the silver needle tremblingly.

...The silver needle is so bright that it dazzles the eyes, telling the world brightly that it is a poison-free dreamland.

Yu Qingcong only felt a lightning flash across his head, his knees were so startled that he almost collapsed on the ground: "This...Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"That's all." Zhao Jun quietly stared at the pill in front of him, "If he wants to steal something, he will be able to hide it from you."

Yu Qingcong boldly raised his head: "Then His Majesty wants to..."

Zhao Jun flicked his sleeves lightly: "No need to say anything, I will go there in person."

The author says:

No prize quiz: What did Abai do with the poison? (//?//)

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