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    Chapter 267

    The Cining Palace surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors. The courtyard was full of people, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

    Wei Shaohui also came with Wu Yiwei and searched every corner of the room.

    The Minister of Punishment and the Minister of Dali Temple interrogated all the palace members of the Cining Palace separately and passed the court one by one.

    The imperial physicians circled the comatose patient and examined it over and over again, working together to study the poison in the institute.

    The emperor himself sat on the scene and must find out the truth.

    The first prince didn't get the news until after class. It was already too late. He hurried over and ran sweating profusely. No one dared to stop him, so he ran in directly.

    "Is the father, grandmother and Du Shuai okay?"

    The grandmother has always loved him, and the grandfather and grandson have a very good relationship. Du Shuai is his uncle and grandfather. He grew up listening to Du Shuai's story and is full of admiration for Du Shuai.

    These two people suddenly had an accident, and he couldn't be in a hurry.

    He was rushing in and was hugged by Concubine Xi, "Huang'er, it's too messy here, it's not very safe. Your Majesty, I'll take Huang'er back to take care of it."

    She was afraid that others would not know that the eldest prince was born to her, so she deliberately emphasized, "Emperor, go back to the palace with Wei Niang."

    The eldest prince didn't want to go with her, he had not seen the grandmother yet.

    The emperor's cold voice sounded, "The eldest prince stays."

    Concubine Xi's expression changed a bit, "Your Majesty, isn't this bad? We haven't found out who was responsible for the poison. Huang'er is the only child of the royal family, so we can't make any mistakes."

    The emperor ignored her, but looked at his son, "You are a prince, you are destined to enjoy the glory and wealth from the moment you were born, but you also have to take corresponding responsibilities. The higher you stand, the more you take on."

    "It's good for you to see the world more, stay and see more."

    The princess can be spoiled, but the prince cannot. Only by seeing the complexities of the world and human nature can he grow faster.

    If you want to inherit the throne, both your character and means are indispensable.

    The eldest prince has always been the leader of his father, Real Madrid, "Yes, my father."

    Concubine Xi was disgraced by the father and son, and felt unhappy in her heart, "Your Majesty, are you not worried about our emperor at all? If the maddened poisoner targets the emperor, the consequences will be unimaginable."

    The emperor never looked at her directly, and ignored her. The role of the harem was only to give birth to children.

    There is honor in having children, but expect nothing else.

    "Huang'er, do you want to stay here? Or do you want to go back to the bedroom?"

    The eldest prince said without hesitation, "You taught me that the royal family enjoys the support of thousands of people, and naturally they also have to take the responsibility of blessing the people. I want to be a responsible prince. I don't want to leave, I want to stay with the royal grandmother and father. ."

    There was a hint of warmth in the emperor's eyes, "Very good, this is the prince of our Daqi."

    "Go and follow Princess Qingping."

    "Yes." The eldest prince already looked like a young boy, and he was so tall that he was only one head away from standing next to Mu Wanqing.

    Mu Wanqing patted his head.

    Seeing this scene, Concubine Xi was unwilling, wronged, and angry.

    She is the biological mother of the eldest prince, so why let other women shine? Why?

    "Your Majesty, I..."

    The emperor frowned slightly, "All the concubines retire, Empress, you take care of the harem and don't make trouble."

    "Yes, Your Majesty." The Queen was blessed with a blessing and left with all the concubines.

    Concubine Xi didn't want to leave, she wanted to play the child's trump card, but unfortunately, the king's heart was like iron, and the child grew up with the father, and naturally stood on the father's side.

    After an unknown amount of time, an imperial physician hurried over, "Your Majesty, there is something wrong with this thing."

    Everyone's eyes turned to look over, and the emperor frowned slightly, "Wonderful oil?"

    Mu Wanqing glanced at it, she was the one who made the panacea, and it sold quite well, everyone had one.

    The Imperial Physician looked nervous and nervous, "Yes, there is a dust-free poison in it. It is the secret medicine of the former imperial palace. After being poisoned, I will not wake up. If I can't find an antidote within three days, then..."

    He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood.

    The emperor took a deep breath, "Where did this golden oil come from?"

    The maid in the Empress Dowager's palace said cautiously, "It was brought in by Du Shuai. His body was not suitable for him just now. When the Empress Dowager saw it, he also wiped it on his temples."

    The expressions of everyone present changed, and the imperial doctor quickly asked the maid to help the patient wash the body, and changed the clothes inside and out.

    Dali Si Qing raised his voice and asked, "Where is Du Shuai's entourage?"

    Soon, the entourage was pushed in front of him, and he said honestly, "This panacea is indeed my master's. He often feels dizzy. Panjin oil is something that he carries with him, and he takes it with him wherever he goes."

    Dali Siqing checked the panacea carefully. It was a newly opened box. "How can this thing be poisoned? Are you taking care of it?"

    The entourage was frightened, Soso shivered, "No no no, it's Madam."

    Mu Wanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling strange in her heart.

    Dali Si Qingchong bowed his hands to the emperor and asked to let Mrs. Du Shuai enter the palace for investigation.

    The emperor agreed, "I will announce that Mrs. Du Shuai will enter the palace immediately."

    After Mrs. Du returned to Beijing, she never showed up in the palace, nor did she enter the palace to attend the palace banquet, and many people had never seen her.

    When she came in, everyone couldn't help but take one more look.

    She is a delicate and weak beauty, with a graceful figure and a kind of pity temperament. It turns out that Du Shuai likes this type.

    Mrs. Du had already heard about her husband's accident on the way, and she went straight to the soft couch as soon as she came in, "Husband, husband, wake up, don't scare me."

    She was terrified, her eyes were red, pea-sized tears rolled down her cheeks, and I felt pity for the beauty to cry.

    There was only one husband in her eyes, and she didn't care about etiquette at all.

    Only her heartbroken cries could be heard in the room, making people unable to bear to listen carefully.

    Mu Wanqing looked at her fixedly, watching from the sidelines.

    She was really awake, softer and more vulnerable than ever.

    In the past, there was the bearing of everyone's mistress, but now she is more like a delicate little woman.

    The queen stepped forward and persuaded, "Madam, don't cry, Du Shuai will definitely be lucky, everything will be fine, the imperial physicians will definitely cure him."

    Madam Du looked at her blankly, tears flashing, "Really?"

    The queen hesitated, "Really."

    Mrs. Du didn't know whether she believed it or not, her eyes were dull, and she muttered to herself, "How could this happen? How could my husband be poisoned in the palace?"

    Dali Siqing was wearing gloves and holding a tray in his hand, which contained a box of golden oil, "Mrs. Du, did you prepare these things?"

    Mrs. Du nodded blankly, "Yes, I am taking care of these trivial matters, but what does this have to do with my husband being poisoned?"

    Dali Siqing stared at her expression closely, "This golden oil is poisonous."

    Mrs. Du was shocked, "What? How is this possible?"

    She seemed to be greatly stimulated, angry and anxious, and suddenly pointed at Mu Wanqing, "It's you, Mu Wanqing, you did it."

    There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was staring at Mu Wanqing, right? heard that the relationship between the two is very good, and they communicate with each other during New Years and festivals.

    Mu Wanqing's relationship with Du Shaoxuan is not ordinary, and she has no reason to hurt Du Shuai and the queen mother.

    Mu Wanqing was not surprised at all, instead, she felt a sense of solidity as her boots finally landed.

    "Me? Say it again."

    Mrs. Du's eyes were red and she angrily accused, "This panacea is produced by your family and sent in by you. Besides you, who else is there?"

    She was trembling with anger, her face flushed, "My husband is so kind to you, why do you want to harm him? Why?"

    The harsh accusations made everyone look at Mu Wanqing wrong.

    Mu Wanqing looked indifferent, and asked the palace servant for a pair of gloves, and then reached out and asked Dali Siqing to come and take a closer look.

    She tore off the sachet again, took out a palm-sized magnifying glass, and looked at the panacea box.

    Her behavior was very strange, and the emperor asked, "Qingping County Master, what are you looking at?"

    Mu Wanqing put down the things in her hand, frowned slightly, and seemed to see something incredible, "This is not the panacea that I sent to Du Shuai's mansion."

    Madam Du is so mad, how dare she close her eyes and talk nonsense? Shameless. "Bullshit, only you are selling the panacea!"

    Mu Wanqing was completely unaffected, and her expression was extremely calm, "Have you ever bought ten thousand gold oil in your house?"

    Madam Du's mind was full of anger, "What do you mean? Ah? Do you want to shirk responsibility?"

    Mu Wanqing looked impatient, "I'll ask you one last time, has the Du Fu paid for the ten thousand gold oil?"

    Mrs. Du didn't want to pay attention to it, and the emperor shouted coldly, "Answer her."

    He was really worried about Madam Du's IQ, but fortunately his cousin didn't follow her.

    Mrs. Du then answered reluctantly, "No, you give away a big box every time, and you can't use it at all."

    Mu Wanqing gave her a deep look, her expression complicated and strange, "I didn't send this to the Du residence."

    Madam Du was furious, "Mu Wanqing, how dare you talk nonsense in front of the emperor? Why on earth did you want to harm my husband? Where did he offend you? Obviously, he is so kind to you, what are you doing? Dare to take revenge?"

    She was too loud, disrupting Mu Wanqing's thoughts, "Shut up."

    Mrs. Du was slapped, "Mu Wanqing, hello, great, my son is not in the capital, can you bully our husband and wife? In a dream, the emperor will decide for us."

    Mu Wanqing didn't listen to it, looked at the emperor, "Do you have a panacea by your side?"

    The emperor looked at the personal servant, and the servant immediately took out a box of golden oil from his arms.

    Mu Wanqing handed over the magnifying glass and pointed to a position, "Your Majesty, look here."

    The emperor took the magnifying glass and found the content easily at that position, "102, what does this mean?

    Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, "It's the product number."

    The emperor had never noticed before, "Every box has a number on it? It's too detailed."

    Mu Wanqing explained in a soft voice, "No, only the things I sent out have a number. Your side starts with 1, and Du Shuai's house is 3."

    The emperor has learned Arabic numerals, and naturally knows that 1 is the largest, which is a sign of respect for him. "What about 2?"

    "I use it myself." Mu Wanqing took out the contents of the sachet, candy, gold leaves, broken silver, a small jade stamp, and a box of ten thousand gold oil.

    She brought the panacea to the emperor, and the emperor used a magnifying glass to find the mark in the dark, 206.

    The emperor signaled a few adults who were investigating the case to come and look at it. Everyone looked at it for a while, and their expressions were quite complicated. They were all smart people and had already thought of a lot of things.

    The emperor ordered to go down, "Go and buy a few boxes of ten thousand gold oil outside the palace."

    Mu Wanqing said lightly, "Why is it so troublesome, who has the golden oil on him?"

    "I have." The Minister of Punishment took out a box of panacea without hesitation. This stuff is cool and refreshing, and it can block out odors. It is a necessity for people who often handle cases.

    Both the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple have one share.

    "I have it too." Dali Siqing also took it out.

    The chief servant also took the initiative to say, "I have it in my room."

    "Bring them all here, by the way, I still have to go out of the palace and go to the Du family to get a few more boxes of ten thousand gold oil to enter the palace as evidence." Mu Wanqing had a calm and calm look on her body that did not change her color when the land collapsed in front of her, "Your Majesty, you will send it to the palace. The things that go out should be upscale, right?"

    The emperor came over knowingly, "Go and fetch the file records."

    When everything arrived, Mu Wanqing checked in front of everyone, "Look, there are no two boxes."

    One box is from the Minister of Punishment. "This is prepared by the wife of the minister. Let the servant go to the store to buy it."

    One box belonged to Dali Siqing, "Xiaguan bought it in the store."

    As for the box of the housekeeper, the box is numbered, starting with 1. "This is what the emperor rewarded the servants."

    This panacea is a good thing, and the smell is not too heavy. It has a faint mint smell, and it smells very comfortable.

    Mu Wanqing said lightly, "Come on, let's take a look at this box of poison-laced panacea. Is there a serial number?"

    Everyone looked over with different expressions.

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