This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

The prince dragged on for five days, but still did not leave.

The papers of impeachment are piled higher and higher on the most conspicuous place on the table in the imperial study.

He kept procrastinating.

The officials who felt superior to others couldn't stand it anymore, and handed over wrong papers one after another.

Stabbed this matter to the emperor.

The emperor wanted to give the prince a chance, but he didn't pursue it.

After waiting for two days, I haven't left yet.

The emperor, who stood at the pinnacle of power and no one dared to disobey him, finally got angry.

He was sick, worried about the floods in the south, and the cold spring in the north. He had just lost a concubine and an unborn child, and the prince was still worried.

With trembling hands angrily, he rounded his arms and threw the complaint paper out!

The door of the study room was opened for ventilation, and the booklet flew out of the door and hit the ground heavily.

Called the wind to roll a few times.

Outside the door of the imperial study room, the serving eunuch fell down on his knees.

"Immediately! Call the prince!"

cried the emperor angrily.

The eunuch went non-stop.

The little eunuch also quietly ran towards Hancui Palace like a little mouse crossing the street when it sees a cat.

The prince arrived first.

He lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, "Royal Father."

The emperor sat behind the table, piled up so high that he was almost buried.

He braced himself and asked, "Why did the prince delay the trip?"

The prince narrowed his eyes slightly.

no answer.

"I thought you were busy. I waited for you for two days. I thought you knew the importance and left after finishing your own affairs."

The emperor frowned, his eyes were a little red, and he said loudly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it! Let me down!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and the prince's silence angered him even more.

He slammed the table hard and asked loudly, "What are you busy with? Is it more important than the disaster-stricken people?!"

Outside the door, the Queen passed by the folder on the ground and entered the study.

Approached the angry king of the jungle.

"It's all because of my concubines who didn't teach well." This graceful woman, who was always decent at all times, approached him and knelt on the ground.

The emperor pointed at her, "Is the empress coming to intercede again?"

The queen sighed, and the emperor interrupted her: "You are used to a loving mother who has many failures!"

The queen's face was sullen, and she glared at the prince from the corner of her eye.

"It's my concubine, isn't it?" She had decent makeup, frowned, and said virtuously, "The crown prince was going to leave yesterday, and he was worried about your health, so my concubine said to let him stay for another day before leaving."

"Father and son are connected, the closer you are, the more secure you will be." The queen raised her head, her eyes were already red.

After the prince was silent, he finally said: "It's the son's fault to make the emperor angry."

The emperor did not speak.

He looked at the mother and son on the ground with a cold face.

"Get up and talk." He said to the queen.

The queen got up and picked up the tea he had put on the table.

He touched it with his hand, and immediately said: "It's cold, how do you serve it?! Go back and pour some hot ones."

The big eunuch quickly left with the cold tea in his hand.

The empress patted the emperor on the back, gently giving him breath.

"Li Chen," she said with bright red lips and a stern expression, calling out to her son, "Do you know what's wrong?"

She rarely called him by his full name. If the prince remembered well, she was already very angry at this time.

The prince frowned, gritted his teeth invisibly.

"It's all my son's fault." He lowered his head slightly annoyed, "The carriages and horses are all ready, and my son will leave immediately."

The queen's eyes softened a little.

Most of the emperor's anger subsided, but his face was still sullen.

The queen glanced at him and shook the arm she held in her hand.

The emperor said angrily, "Go!"

It was a near miss.

The prince resigned.

Walk out of the royal study.

When he got outside the door, he stood up straight and glanced at the notes on the ground from the corner of his eye.

The thin paper was stacked on the silk, not torn in the slightest, shivering against the wind.

In the place of impeachment at the bottom, King Li's name was impressively placed on it!

The prince left the palace, the sun had just risen, and half of his head was exposed.

He returned to the East Palace, and finally slowly embarked on the road going south.

When he was leaving, he glanced in the direction of the palace.

After being reminded by Wu Da, he came back to his senses and left the door with a cold face.

He had no intention of riding a horse, so he sat in the carriage when he left the Eastern Palace, leaning on the cushion with his legs crossed, and looked out through the crack of the window.

Uda rode a tall horse and walked by the window.

Bending slightly, he leaned closer to the horse's back, "Your Highness, why don't we say goodbye to Imperial Physician Song?"

The prince's muffled voice came from inside, "If you don't go, he is probably still angry. If you go, I'm afraid it will become more rigid."

Uda nodded, deeply convinced.

Go a little further.

After a while.

"Uda."

The prince was in the carriage, knocked on the window, and called him.

Uda drove the horse, trampling its hooves.

He stood by the window in two steps, "This subordinate is here."

The prince seemed to have a cold in his throat, and he spoke slowly, and asked Wu Da: "Tell me, this status is not equal, how can we treat him as equality?"

This him should be Song Taiyi.

Wu Da had no girlfriend on the one hand, and had no family on the other, so he racked his brains and thought about it.

He scratched his head, "Perhaps if the crown prince is an imperial physician, he is equal."

Prince: "..."

"Really," Wu Da continued, "I heard that there is a doctor in the Imperial Hospital who is close to Imperial Physician Song, named Liu Zixian. Last time I went there, I saw the two of them talking and laughing."

The prince couldn't believe it, he was compared by an imperial physician.

I was even more shocked by Uda's brain circuit.

"Physician Song always keeps a straight face when he's with you." Wu Da didn't realize the danger, and said still, "...I've never smiled so happily."

The prince frowned fiercely in the car.

Angrily, he propped his throbbing forehead on his hands.

Wu Da laughed "hehe" outside, "Why did you provoke Doctor Song? Why did he..."

"Wuda." The prince interrupted him.

"Your Highness?" Wu Da looked at his face through the window.

Finally, the prince said, "Get lost."

Ministry of Punishment.

Song Chunjing was tied to a wooden board that was one person wide, with his arms stretched out and his fingers spread out.

'Playing the zither' is a kind of severe punishment.

Spread your fingers apart and hold them in place.

The belt made of donkey skin was stretched and loosened repeatedly, and the joints of the fingers were beaten. It was nothing at first, but after a long time, it was bloody and bloody, which was more painful than chopping off the fingers.

After a long time, I lost my mind and answered whatever I asked.

If the force is too strong, the inertia can cut off the fingers!

If the hand is not treated in time, there will be necrosis and amputation, and there will be death from infection.

It has to be said that King Li said that he was not free, but it seemed that he really was not free.

In just two or three sentences, this will use the terrific instrument of torture.

The guards quickly tied up Song Chunjing.

Song Chunjing raised his head at this time, squinting at King Li.

King Li also narrowed his eyes to look at him, and sneered.

Qian Cheng saw that something was wrong, and winked at He Houcong.

He Houcong leaned closer, and asked anxiously: "Didn't King Li come to see Imperial Physician Gu Song? Why did you use punishment?"

He thought of his son's analysis in the morning, and his heart jumped up uneasily.

He turned his head and glanced at Sixing.

But Sixing nodded at him, leaned against the wall, and slipped out quietly.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, so Sixing ran all the way to the gate of the East Palace.

He slumped on the ground, out of breath, "Please, please... See you, His Royal Highness!"

He was well-dressed, not like some troublesome poor boy.

It seems to be the official son of that family.

Therefore, the guards did not speak ill at each other, they just stopped him with their guns and shouted: "What's the noise?! Your Highness has already left the house."

Sixing was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, "You can be a housekeeper too!"

He was orderly and calm, the guards looked at each other and asked, "Who are you?"

Sixing hurriedly said: "Dali Siqing is my father. I just came out of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. King Li tortured me and interrogated Song Taiyi! Please let your Highness know as soon as possible!"

The two guards looked at each other again, still unable to make up their minds.

Sixing said: "Brother, human life is at stake, if you hesitate again, it will be too late until His Highness blames you!"

One of the guards seemed to speak more weight, hesitated, and said: "Wait here, don't go any further!"

Sixing's legs and feet went limp, and he sat on the ground again panting heavily.

It is not uncommon for the prince to be close to the imperial physician of Song Dynasty, at least in the imperial hospital.

Song Chunjing was imprisoned for three days, but the prince didn't show up. If something didn't stop him, someone must have deliberately kept the prince from it!

The most likely is Li Wang and his son!

He wanted to gamble.

After a while, the butler went out in person, squatting in front of him with an anxious face.

Sixing knew that he was right.

Yan Zhen asked a few words in a hurry, and immediately picked up two horses and gave one to the guard, "Quick, run to the city gate, don't stop for a moment, be sure to stop the prince at the gate of the city!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped onto another horse and dragged Sixing onto the horse's back!

Ministry of Punishment.

The servant and the minister were as anxious as ants in a hot pot.

One of the two of them was entrusted by his superior, and the other bore the name of the prince, and became grasshoppers on a rope.

The two looked at each other, and the servant, relying on the good impression he left on King Li with his ability to handle affairs last time, volunteered to step forward and stood on King Li's side, "My lord, he is the least suspect, why don't you follow the person with the most suspicion?" Start the interrogation? Save some time, too."

King Li shook his head disapprovingly, "This trick is called 'killing chickens to scare monkeys'. You have to start with the less suspicious ones, and ask other people to watch, so that they dare not tell the truth."

The waiter opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say.

"This imperial doctor of Song Dynasty...is an eyewitness to the assassination of the crown prince. The emperor has not yet commented on the case. Shall we slow it down before punishing him? Be prepared." He said with difficulty.

"When is the delay?" King Li asked.

The servant said in his heart: Of course it will be delayed until Lord Shangshu arrives.

At that time, if you want to beat and kill this doctor Song, it will have nothing to do with half of my copper plate.

King Li knocked hard on the table to pull his mind back.

"Isn't the case closed?" King Li asked in surprise: "The prince, the victim, has already recognized it, and the emperor won't say anything more, don't think too much."

The servant opened his mouth, and King Li waved his hand, "Just listen to me, kill him, and keep others honestly explaining the process of committing the crime!"

He Houcong, who was standing behind and eavesdropping, gave a weak leg in fright.

Almost fell to the ground.

He hoped in his heart that Sixing could bring the prince, and good luck would be considered a meritorious service.

Immediately procrastinating for time, he said, "My lord, you must not resort to torture!"

These words poked a hornet's nest.

"Which one of you walked out of this door when you tried the case?" King Li frowned, and asked impatiently: "Why did you come to this king, and you stopped this one and that one? Neither?!"

The servant immediately knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

He glanced at He Houcong from the corner of his eye.

The latter also knelt down.

"Xiaguan doesn't mean that, it's just a suggestion, a suggestion."

The two sufferers knelt on the cold, hard marble floor, trembling.

The heart sank again and again.

The provisions stipulate that the director in charge of the case must be accompanied by at least one official of the Ministry of Criminal Justice during the trial process, and can raise questions and opinions.

Used to prevent the occurrence of wrongful convictions.

But if he insists on going his own way, the jury will not be able to stop him.

As long as he was stabbed in front of the emperor, he would have to die.

King Li was afraid of this, so he repeatedly explained it to the servant.

After a few exchanges, everyone present could see that King Li was determined to mess with Song Chunjing.

The servant is not blind.

If you move forward at this time, maybe you will be the first to be punished.

So he lowered his head and said no more.

He gave He Houcong a look of "seeking good fortune".

He Houcong turned his eyes to the door for help.

In vain.

Rescue did not arrive.

Song Chunjing turned his head and glanced at his hand.

From the fingertips, a cool air has spread to the forearm.

With a little force, I can't move at all, I can't even curl up a little bit, only the fingertips can hook back slightly.

Li Wang leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him leisurely.

"Song Imperial Physician, Concubine Shu and the imperial concubine both died, are you involved in this matter?"

Song Chunjing shook his head lightly.

He opened his mouth, just about to speak.

"Okay, torture!" King Li said.

Song Chunjing: "..."

The executioner was not an on-the-job guard of the Ministry of Punishment, but was brought by King Li himself.

He is ruthless and powerful.

Hearing this, he gritted his teeth, pulled the thong to death, and was about to let go immediately——

This time, the finger would probably be sent flying!

"Wait!" Someone shouted at the door!

The long-awaited rescue finally arrived.

But not the prince himself.

He Houcong breathed a sigh of relief, and King Li also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who was coming.

What He Houcong thought was: Those who finally waited until the East Palace did not worry in vain.

What King Li thought was: as long as the person who comes is not the prince, no one is useless!

For a while, the expressions were different.

Yan Zhen carried Sixing on his shoulders, panting heavily, like pulling a bellows desperately blowing air.

He put the boy on his shoulders on the ground, and bowed to King Li.

"Before His Highness left, he asked me to invite the Imperial Physician Song to assist Dali Temple Minister in solving the case." Yan Zhen took a deep breath, suppressing the heart that was about to jump out of his chest, "The case of the assassination of the prince in Chunshou Field is all based on reasoning, and there is too little evidence. His Highness asked Song Taiyi to cooperate and continue to investigate."

After listening to him, King Li felt more at ease.

Now that the crown prince has left, Song Chunjing has nothing to rely on, he is just an imperial doctor.

"Everything should come first and then come first. This case will be tried first by the king. If you come here and say you want someone, you will want someone. Even if you use the crown prince's power, it is a bit too much."

Li Wang relaxed and said: "You wait aside first, and I will give you the person after the interrogation."

Yan Zhenxin said: Look at this posture, when you finish the trial, you will be disabled even if you are not dead.

He said forcefully: "The crown prince attaches great importance to this matter, and told me to make sure the result of the trial before he comes back! It would be difficult to do without Song Taiyi as a witness. Your lord, don't embarrass your slave."

He knelt on the ground, and King Li looked at the back of his head with displeasure on his face, "Are all the slaves in the Eastern Palace so contemptuous?"

Yan Zhen insisted: "Please ask Li Wang to take care of the prince, it's convenient."

King Li closed his eyes impatiently, and opened them again, full of murderous intent.

"Come here," the dangerous voice reached everyone's ears, making one's heart tense.

"There must be a plan to disturb the trial." King Li said harshly: "Take this dog slave and bring him to trial!"

The surrounding guards immediately stepped forward and surrounded Yan Zhen in the middle.

Song Chunjing, who had been dumb all this time, frowned, and finally spoke.

"My lord," he said with a calm face, "I really have nothing to do with Concubine Shu's matter. If you want to kill chickens to make an example of monkeys, you will not be able to kill the lower officials."

King Li turned his head and smiled.

That smile matched the maliciousness on his face, like a ghost.

"Almost forgot about you," Li Wang pointed to Yan Zhen, "Keep an eye on him, and hit him if he does anything rash!"

He turned his head and said to the execution guard, "Do it."

The guard immediately let go of the rubber band in his hand, and there was a "buzz", and the rubber band wrapped around the wind, making a frightening neigh.

In the blink of an eye, there was a sound of "Pa!", and it hit Song Chunjing's knuckles hard!

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